FACE OF VERSACE
Pairing - Cillian Murphy x fem!reader
Summary - You accompany Cillian on his Versace photoshoot and cannot wait until afterwards.
Warnings - semi-public sex, p in v, oral (m receiving), in love
Word Count - 1.4k
Notes - Quick write. That white tank top does things to me. Also Cillian is a total simp you can't convince me otherwise.
It’s been like this for months now, Cillian’s schedule spilling all over the kitchen bench because it’s that full. Right when the both of you would think there would be a decent break for him, another job would come up. Not that you were entirely complaining about this one.
It’s one thing to be the face of a brand, but to be the new face of Versace? Cillian never would have seen that one coming. It was a blessing to be able to wear Versace during the award season, but this felt like the cherry was too big to fit on the cake. There was a lengthy discussion on if he should do it, he was never greedy enough to push for another paycheck. Not to mention, being the face for such an elite business felt overawing. This was a big gig, which would lead to even more large opportunities in the future. He had a family and didn’t want to fall into the loop of constantly being away from home. But by the end of the night, you convinced your husband to take the blessed opportunity.
You cleared your schedule to be able to watch the shoot. It was a very long day, the both of you had to wake up before dawn after flying in late last night. Cillian stubbornly decided to go on a fast, wanting to look the best he could for his age, as he argued.
Even though he was high on excitement, you could see how exhausted he was. How desperately he needed to take a break and sit down. But he soldiered on, a refreshed expression of awe on him with every outfit.
The clothes were tailored to him exceptionally, the way the fabrics snatched his waist made you feel butterflies in your stomach and your thighs squeezed together.
You were wanting him all day, all week, all month. Even though you always had him, the spark of the thrill was currently dead. He was in work overload mode, so he was always so tired whenever he was free. Not that you blamed him for feeling that way, but you just always had the urge to show him how badly you adored him, wanted him, loved him.
But, when he came out in the white tank that teased the beauty of his chest, a tailored black jacket with the matching high waisted trousers, topped with the medusa belt. It almost sent you over the edge on the spot. Especially when he waved the damn scarf.
You had to have him as soon as possible. The way everyone was watching him, it made you feel possessive. The need to mark him as yours was pumping through your blood. There was no point in trying to hide how badly it was affecting your mind and body. Your legs were closed tightly and you were biting on your lower lip.
There was a short break right after that shoot and you made up a little lie that you had a headache. Typically, being the thoughtful and attentive husband Cillian was, he took you back to his dressing room for some privacy and soundless scenery.
But as soon as the door closed you pounced at him like a tiger. His back hit the door as you kissed him passionately, his hands raised in shock, his body stiff against yours.
“Darling, fuck, couldn’t you have waited until we got back to the hotel?” Cillian chuckled nervously as one hand wrapped around your lower back and the other patted the door to find the lock on the knob.
“Can’t wait, too horny” you moaned, flexing your hips up against his.
“You’re such a fucking minx sometimes” he groaned, already feeling his cock twitch in his trousers.
“I need you” you whined, your mouths still pressed together.
Cillian whined out slowly, his eyes squeezed tight. The thoughts in his head were fighting each other. Desperately, he wanted to ravage you but logically he knew that the break would be over soon, and he hated rushing these moments with you.
“I need you too baby, but-” he tried to object but the words in his throat went dry as you dropped to your knees. Quickly, your palm rubbed against his growing size. “Baby no” he protested, waving a finger as if he was scolding you.
But he couldn’t resist you. Naturally his hips flexed forwards and he was wondering how the fuck he was meant to get rid of his erection.
“Come on” you whined childishly.
“We’re meant to be on a tight schedule” he complained, but didn’t stop you from unbuckling his belt. “My stylists will come knocking” he continued on.
But you were determined and he already knew there was no denying this.
“We’ll be quick” you promised slyly.
“We’re never that quick…” he said, almost taking offense to it.
You looked at him, puppy eyes and pouting to him.
“Please sir” you begged softly.
It was like a spell, whenever you’d call him that. That word made him bend backwards for you. His hand grabbed onto your chin and tilted your head back.
“Such a little needy one, aren't you?” He groaned as you slowly slid down the zipper.
“Yes sir” you answered, a cheeky smirk on your lips.
“Well, who am I to deny my good girl? Who has been handling my time away so strongly. Taking care of my family so perfectly” he praised.
Those types of words always made your core clench. Every slight movement in your body, you felt your pussy slip in your thong. You hummed in response to him as you quickly freed his throbbing size.
There was time wasted, you were on a tight schedule as he claimed. Swiftly, your lips wrapped around his cock and you bobbed your head down him. Cillian moaned out, his back pressed firmly against the door as his hands slipped into your loose hair, encouraging you to go faster. It hadn’t even been a minute when his hands gently tugged on the roots of your hair.
“I want to fuck you baby…” he murmured as he pulled you up to your feet. You giggled and nodded your head in agreement. “You deserve to feel good too” he grinned, quickly leading you over to the two seater couch.
He fell backwards onto the seat, quickly shaking his pants down to his ankles whilst you slid off your thong from underneath your skirt. Without a second to spare, you straddled him, his hands rolled up your skirt around your waist, his cock pressed against your abdomen. With a short lift, Cillian lined up his size to your entrance and you slid down slowly onto him.
Both of you moaned out in unison as his arms wrapped possessively around your upper frame, holding you tightly against his body. For a short moment, you both sat still, his cock twitching in between your clenching walls. An electric kiss was shared between your lips as you slowly rocked your hips against his.
“Should be you, in the photoshoot” he praised you through a moan, eyes closed.
“Shut up Cill” you moaned back as you bounced on him faster.
He chuckled and gripped onto your thighs, guiding you to go at the perfect angle and speed. You planted sloppy kisses around his face, not caring that you were getting lipstick all over his skin. As he started to thrust inside of you, he buried himself deeply down your canal over and over again.
“Love you so fucking much” he professed, holding your body close to his.
“L-love you too” you shuddered, your eyes rolling back as he started to hit your sweet spot.
He twitched briskly inside of you and could feel his balls tighten up. Through the euphoric sensations his mouth fell open, his hands moving to your bare ass.
“Come for me now baby. I promise I’ll take it slow with you tonight, worship every inch of you” he vowed, his mouth pressed against your ear.
Your head nodded quickly as you felt your walls squeeze him like crazy. Shortly, you saw stars as you swore out, your hands in his short locks of hair as you rocked your high out. Straight after, Cillian moaned out, his seed shooting deep inside of you as he held onto you tightly.
Both of you took a long moment to pant out, chuckling to each other as you stroked the hairs out of his face. He kissed you softly, confessing his undying love for you. tytr
Both of your heads snapped to the knock at the door.
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Dream scenario for Alecto the Ninth - Alecto just comes and rips John apart and puts him into a tomb instead.
This is inspired by a seggsy statue of Medusa in the same pose, and considering that Alecto has apparently a little to do with Arthurian legend, and like gives me medieval or medieval art poster vibes (probably due to the writing style in the epilogue) I thought to give her some clothes that resembled that (but I ended up with a more Renaissance inspired dress, thought that fit better); and also I tried to get the text to look a little medieval.
[ID: Two digital drawings of Alecto The First, in a green-blue lightning. She is wearing a white flown dress that is reminiscent of renaissance dresses. She has manacles on both wrists and her neck. The chains on her wrist manacles are broken, the chain coming from that on her neck is unbroken and wraps around her waist. Her right hand holds the severed head of John Gaius and her left hand holds her iron sword. The sword, the head and Alecto’s mouth and bottom of her dress are covered in blood. The first drawing is only different from the second in that is has text written on it. The text is “That is how meat loves meat” written in a medieval-esque font. /end ID]
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Heart of Stone
Jessica Parker Kennedy!Medusa X Blind!wife!reader
Summary: Humans after creatures were petrified by her blinding eye, but it seems like Medusa's heart of stone was fixed by a certain someone she calls a wife.
Warning: Flashbacks of Rape and Death of child (I think that's all)
Author's note: Percy Jackson this, Luke Castellan that. I'll take medusa.
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"You think I'll hold a grudge on you just because you are a daughter of Athena?" Medusa said sweetly as she stared at Annabeth through her veiled hat whilst pouring freshly made lemonade into one of the cups.
Annabeth kept a neutral expression, carefully watching Medusa's movements whilst keeping an eye on grover, who munched happily on one of the snacks.
Medusa watched grover with a smile, barely glancing at percy.
"You like them?" She asked Grover, The Satyr nodded enthusiastically.
"My wife made them." All of the eyes were now on medusa's.
The trio shared a confused glance, Percy and Grover threw Annabeth a 'What the actual hell did she say?' and Annabeth threw back a much confused glance, saying 'I dont know either'
Percy was the first one to break the silence, His head still low as he played with the strawberry cheesecake on his plate with a silver fork.
"Er..Wife? you said...isn't that impossible since you're.. You know..." Medusa chuckled wholeheartedly, Annabeth just rolled her eyes and nudged Grover.
"She's blind.. The gods also punished her a long time ago.." After that statement, the trio immediately turned their heads, curiously sitting down and patiently waiting for a story.
"She was once a beautiful nymph that served Circe... Goddess of Aiaia. She was beautiful, then...Hermes.. The messenger God fell in love with her whilst he was still in a relationship with Circe, She rejected him multiple times, but in desperation he—" Medusa Inhaled sharply, Her fist curling up into a ball in anger, she was hesitating to continue the story.
"He asked Aphrodite to make him a draught so she can sleep with him..and it worked, When Circe found out she was so outraged and jealous that she poured every potion she had into her eyes..Her once beautiful green eyes, and cursed her saying 'You shall never see the light of day, Again' " The story finished, Annabeth, Percy and Grover went silent, Medusa however looked at the demigods, watching for any signs of mercy or pity in their eyes.
Then, the silence was interrupted by someone, behind the door.
"Emmy? I think the food you're making is burnt— I smell brownies— Oh! please tell me you're making them!" You. She were gorgeous, with waist length red hair and pale skin, a line of dark freckles trailing down your breasts and arms. you was wearing a floral dress beautifully. you almost looked like a goddess. If it wasn't for your grey eyes, that was once green that made you less perfect.
Medusa's expressions changed neutrally to cheerful. The trio noticed a pair of ring Medusa and Her wife had.
The blind woman, who was Medusa's wife, had a snake ring on her finger, while medusa had a simple gold ring with an emerald stone.
"We have visitors?" You asked, As Medusa walked towards you and looped her arms with yours.
"They're demigods, Dear" Medusa whispered to your ear, making you frown a little.
"I'll go back to the kitchen. You can handle them, yes?" Medusa nodded, and you a kiss on your cheeks before watching her wife go.
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It wasn't that long when you heard screams and running footsteps, It was definitely the demigods.
Years after years, you lived with Medusa, The bravest warriors to the most cowardly men had stepped inside your home, and none escaped. Not with her deadly eyes.
But you knew those demigods don't stood a chance.
You stared at the blowing kettle, feeling the heat wash over you as sweat trickled down your neck.
And why should you and medusa hide your capabilities and powers when you two are far more superior?
You remembered it all too well.
Hermes drugged you and forced you into his bed, shamelessly raping you all over again until he's content, Circe in fury punishing you. You begged and explained, You really did...But she never listened.
Circe, Banishing you out of Aiaia... You being pregnant. You giving birth near a cave.. Your baby boy dying... Medusa finding you...
Life was hard.. The Gods gave no mercy and pity. But here you are. Still standing with the woman who saved you.
You heard footsteps coming upstairs. You smiled thinking that your trap might work.
"Do you find everything pleasant?" You whispered sweetly.
there was no response.
But then, someone grabbed you by your long hair and slashed your neck.
Medusa ran as fast as she could when she heard screams, But her heeled sandals failed her.
You were now lying on the ground, blood spurting out of your neck as you tried to gasp for air. Tears poured down your cheeks as you tried to say Medusa's name.
Medusa screamed. A blood curling scream as she fell down and held your body. The wife she had protected all these years. Her wife. Her soul mate. Her one and true love, Dead.
You tried to speak, but no words came out of your mouth. Instead, as you were dying, Your green eyes gained a clearer vision of your wife. Her beautiful face was crying, Snakes hissing as her hair..But you never mind, Her beauty never scared you after all. Her blue eyes looked at yours. As you slip away from consciousness, you can sleep peacefully after taking a look at your blue-eyed beauty.
In the small cottage, Medusa stood up, Your blood staining her hands as she glanced at the trio, She slowly walked towards them, and grinned.
"I don't mind three additional statues filling my home..."
A/N: FIRST MEDUSA FF. HOW DID I DO? I RLLY WANNA ADD TRAGEDY AND LOVE AT THE SAME TIME SO HERE WE ARE! I DO HOPE YOU LIKE EM!!
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Percy Jackson spoilers and criticism below.
I see people complain about how the show just has the characters figuring out things way too quickly (I completely agree with this.) Then I see people complaining about that criticism saying things like “Oh it makes sense! They would know that because Annabeth’s been at camp, Grover is a satyr, and Percy’s mom taught him about the myths!” However, there is a difference between them knowing about the stories and them IMMEDIATELY figuring each potential trap/situation out and zapping the energy from the scenes.
These same instances in the book usually involve a feeling of unease, something feels off, things seem kind of familiar, and it slowly dawns on them what they are dealing with OR they are escaping one situation to be thrust into another and don’t have time to think about it at all. There’s tension, there’s drama. I’m here for it. The show on the other hand? Oof.
Also the circumstances in which they encounter these situations in the book greatly influence how things go. They are human(ish) after all and them getting into these messes makes them easier to connect to as characters. Let’s break it down a little more there.
- With Medusa they were lost in the woods and hungry. The smell of food lured them in. They were hungry children dang it! From the circus lol (Honestly, this instance didn’t bother me too much in the show when I first watched it because it was early on before the knowing things too soon became an ongoing theme.)
- With the Lotus Hotel and Casino they were tired and feeling grimy, having just traveled in the back of a truck with a bunch of animals in horrible conditions. It was scorching hot outside. They were absolutely exhausted and wound up there where a doorman invited them in and it was a relief to have somewhere to take a break, recoup and figure out their next move. Once inside they had access to a shower! There were snacks. Plus the place was incredible. It also showed their interests with Annabeth being drawn in to trivia and city building games, Percy liked the bungee jumping! Grover played a reverse hunting game! Percy figured out the trap by asking a guy using 70s slang and dressed to match, what year it was. He kept asking and getting different answers. Then he was able to snap Annabeth out of it by describing spiders, which he knew she had a fear of from the Tunnel of Love ride. (This whole scene in the show was such a let down, so was the Tunnel of Love scene but I’ll leave that alone for now.)
- With Crusty they were on the run and dashed into the store. This encounter is one of my favorite moments of Percy’s quick thinking in the books btw. Also his absolute lack of hesitation to slice someone’s head if they mess with his friends. Percy is smart. He’s very street smart actually. In the book this scene shows that really well. (The way I paused the show in frustration and almost turned it off when the episode started already at Crusty’s with the line “I know who you are.” Like of course. That’s just how we’re telling this story now. Check. They met Crusty. And he doesn’t feel like a threat at all. But they met him I guess.)
The exhaustion and the circumstances in these instances in the book and getting into these traps aren’t the trio being “stupid.” They were moments that set up the situation to feel more relatable, alive, tense, and interesting. The show’s changes have taken away most of the tension from these scenes. Them knowing and catching on to things so quickly is lazy and it is incredibly boring. It just feels like they are checking off a list of places from the books they wanted in the show, while losing the entire energy and impact of those locations and scenes.
To me everything in this show feels like it’s at 20%. The humor, the stakes, the tension, the personality, the freaking lighting (why is so much of this show so hard to even see?), the whimsy, the magic, the charm. It’s all so dialed back and watered down. The book is a roller coaster of making you laugh and putting you on the edge of your seat with the tension and situations these kids get into. It’s campy, it’s intense, it’s crazy, and so energetic. The show feels bland in comparison. Idk how you manage to make Percy Jackson feel boring but they did it.
I’m not asking for it to be an exact copy of the book. I’m just disappointed with how dull it is. When it’s boring and it’s a scene that was the furthest thing from that in the original version then YES I’m going to compare it and wonder why there were changes to make it less interesting. In fact, my favorite scene in the show so far is actually the taxi in the parking garage scene. It captured the energy and vibe of Percy Jackson really well and it’s a scene not in the books at all. The energy is important and this show is lacking severely most of the time. It has some really good moments (back to that 20% thing) but overall it’s such a let down.
We have one episode left of the season and I don’t exactly have high hopes of it making things better. It just makes me sad because I wanted to love this series. The incredibly talented cast, a major studio behind it, passionate people being involved including the author, amazing source material… I look at all of the ingredients and it should be amazing. But I’m pretty disappointed right now.
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Blackberry + Smash
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!reader
Summary: Oh my god, it's your little day date! I wonder if he'll like your choice of nails?
Word Count:6.3k
A/N: Part 2 to Blackberry, still for @newlips milestone of love! I broke these up because I was having a hard time reading it all together and this part got, well, too long honestly. However it's fun and dirty just how we all like it. (18+ NSFW you know the drill)
The mirror in his bathroom isn’t lying to him, he sure is 32 and still has no idea how to dress himself. He’s gone through at least 6 versions of the same black outfit, only now realizing he owns nothing for a date. He scrubs a hand over his face and sighs.
Casual. It’s lunch, this ain’t rocket science and you’ve seen him covered in a multitude of stains and you still kissed him 9 days ago.
Yes he’s counting, has counted every day. Every boba tea he’s left since, every carton of cookies has a little heart drawn on it with an ‘E’ in the middle.
He wasn’t even this lovesick as a kid.
Eddie gives himself a disgusted scoff before ripping off his faded Megadeath tee. He lets himself have a little tantrum, stomping his feet around and whining. Rolling his head back and forth. Couldn’t you two just slide under his sheets and roll around for the rest of eternity? Then he wouldn’t have to worry about fuckin’ clothes! There’s a yell building in his chest but Jeff is sleeping and he won’t wake him, not with a full Friday night ahead of him. Instead he stalks off to his room to root around some more, looking for something less faded when his phone pings. A message from you: ‘holy shit, am I actually ready on time? 🖤’, and a picture that he immediately taps on.
It’s a mirror picture of your outfit. Black sweater, black pants, black shoes.
Oh what a fucking pair you’ll make. Dour food service workers in their mourning best.
He’s never been happier.
This also sets his nerves at ease. He can look normal. On top of his pile of clean laundry he finds his Hideout shirt and his good Metallica hoodie. Has one last moment of asking himself if he’s still actually 16 before going back to the bathroom.
Rings on, his pick and his Cuban link chain lay against his collar bones. Finds the matching bracelet and decides to wear the silver nose hoop and in the final glance he rolls his eyes.
It’ll do.
He shoves the shirt and hoodie on, glances at the clock and sees 9:30 glowing up at him. He finds his jacket, grabs his keys and wallet and has enough time to pick up coffee for the two of you.
You got nervous and decided to wait outside for him, the sun helping to edge off the chill of the morning. You’re scrolling through Instagram when the familiar sound of his truck pulls through the gate of your complex. Immediately it feels like your stomach is up in your ribs. You’d spent four fucking hours this morning getting ready, redoing your makeup three times before just settling on big wings and red lips. Classic, easy, and you were running low on makeup wipes really. You’d switched out jewelry enough you’d irritated the piercings, yet again settling on leaving in your medusa and just going with silver everything. In an attempt to calm yourself you’d sent the picture to Eddie, not really expecting him to reply. He did heart react to it though and that had sent you horizontal on the couch for a few minutes, kicking your socked feet around.
He pulls up in front of you and before you can get a hand on the door he’s leaned over to push it open. You’re staring very obviously for a moment, eyes fixed on the ripped knees of his jeans where you can see a smattering of tattoos. You hadn’t given much thought to that. You knew about his arms obviously, had seen pictures of his chest and back pieces but no one had mentioned his legs. Eddie clears his throat and you immediately flush. He gives you a look and you prop a foot in to help push you up. Then you notice the two Dunkin coffees.
“Did you get me iced coffee?” Surprise pitches your voice high, a little ‘oh!’ following when he holds up a small paper bag.
“And a donut.”
“Eddie!” You reach over to grab the bag and also slap at his elbow. He just chuckles and watches you tear it in two, holding one side out to him. He can see the pink still tinging your cheeks.
“I already had two.”
“Oh I see how it is.” A raise of your eyebrows and he tells you to put your seatbelt on. Asks for the address of your nail salon.
“It’s gonna take a little while, I’m getting acrylics so. I don’t know if you want to hang around or not.” You say around a mouthful of donut.
“Am I gonna be in the way?”
“I don’t think so, just depends on how busy they are.”
It’s busy as shit. Thankfully you have your appointment, so it’s just a waiting game for a station to open up.
“There’s like, so many people in here.” He looks like a big worried puppy. “Do you mind if I wander over to the bookstore on the other side?” Eddie flicks his head at the front door. Across the parking lot is a Barnes and Nobel that you saw him eye when you parked.
“Not at all.” A hand on his forearm with a gentle squeeze and he smiles down at you. What had Cate said?
“You’re a simple for dimples.” Christ.
“Text me when you’re almost done, okay?”
You nod, shooing him off towards the door. He’s slow going, waiting for you to turn around the corner to go look at polish colors. When he sees you disappear he rushes the front desk, the receptionist startling at his figure popping up.
“Hey, your 11 o’clock with-“ he gestures over to you, mouthing your name to try to keep it quiet. “How much is her bill?”
“Well, she’s set up for a regular acrylic set and-“
He’s keeping an eye on you but wants to get out of here before you turn around again to find a seat.
“Look, whatever the like, top tier thing is, I don’t know nails. Can I just pay ahead of time for that for her?”
“For the nails and the pedicure?”
“Yeah yeah, whatever it is. I’ve got the tip too.”
She hands him a small receipt and he only balks at the price because why is this shit so expensive? He made it a point to not have a band of cash on him today, trying to be a modicum of classy, so he pulls out three hundreds from his wallet and tells the receptionist to figure out the tip. Smiles and tells her to have a nice day. He darts out before you get a chance to sit.
“Eddie.” The sound of your voice makes him pick his head up from his phone. You’re standing in front of the door to the salon, arms crossed and a pinched expression on your face.
“Yeah?” He’s playing stupid. Only for you.
“You really didn’t need to do that.”
A small smile pulls at his lips and he halfheartedly shrugs.
“I’m serious! That was expensive.” Your laugh is exasperated but your not really mad. Just taken aback. First dates don’t pay for nails.
“I know, that’s why I did it. You’ve been talking about these fuckin’ things for a week now. Figured I’d surprise you.” He puts his phone away to stare up at you from his seat on the bench.
“Let’s see ‘em.” Eddie leans forward and holds out his hand expectantly. You twist away and playfully squint down at him, holding your hands clenched under your chin.
“I don’t know if you deserve it.”
“Oh come on, let’s see what my hard earned American dollars got you.” Laughing and reaching again but this time his hand drifts south, fingertips grazing the back of your thigh, gently pulling you back towards him.
The little hitch in your breathing goes unnoticed but the blush flooding your cheeks doesn’t. His smile widens and he pulls you again, knocking your knee gently into the bench between his own.
“Please?” Holds his other hand out, big palm facing up and you lower your own down to wiggle your fingers at him. Eddie let’s out a low whistle while he turns your hand around to look at the little gold stars dotting the matte black claws; turns it over to see the glittery red underneath.
“Oh I’d say that’s worth it.”
“You like?”
“Mhm. You get you’re toes done too?”
That makes you blush harder for some reason but you nod. He’s still holding your hand gently, like he’d lean in for a kiss to the back of it.
“Yeah, same red color.” His other hand is resting fully against your leg now, thumb moving slowly back and forth over your knee. He glances down at your feet briefly, toes hidden in your shiny black loafers.
“I bet that’s real pretty.” When he looks back up at your face, dark eyes framed by dark lashes and that damn smile pulling those dimples out, you look away quick. If anymore blood rushes to your face you’re bound to pass out.
“Did uh, did you wanna like, grab lunch or something?” He’s got you stuttering while you look around the parking lot for a distraction. Anything to get your mind off of his hand still gripping the side of your thigh.
Jesus suffering fuck.
“Sure. There’s a ramen place up the road that’s pretty good.”
It’s a small restaurant, ten tables and a bar. It’s just the two of you for a while in the booth that Eddie asked for. He’s been tapping his foot against yours since you sat.
“Are you playing footsie with me?”
“Maybe.” His grin is infectious. You jostle him back and it devolves for a few minutes until the waitress shows back up with your drinks and a knowing look on her face.
Eddie notes how easy you blush. It’s been at least four times today and he’s only been around you for maybe three hours. He’s trying to recall any other time he might have seen it, but he doesn’t think you’d let that kind of thing slide at work. It’d be seen as a weakness or some shit you and Cate make up.
He briefly wonders how far down your neck it goes.
“So do you actually like cooking?” You ask as your food arrives, unwrapping your chopsticks and dumping and ungodly amount of togarashi into your ramen.
“Yeah actually. My uncle taught me how to cook, he made it fun. It just kind of stuck around I guess.” He looks bashful, swirling his chopsticks around the bowl. You realize this is a whole side of Eddie you don’t know about.
“What’s your favorite thing to cook?”
“Honestly? I really like smoking ribs. Wayne had this contraption he built himself out back of his trailer, and he’d make some real creations out there.” He sounds wistful when he talks about his uncle. He’s brought him up a few times but never really explained why he spent so much time with him. You don’t want to pry, but your interested in this home brew smoker now.
“Please tell me it was like some 50 gallon drum deal.”
“Oh of course! He used to be a welder in the Army so he had all kinds of shit he made. Still has that grill too.”
Eddie rambles for most of lunch, constantly trying to deflect back to you but you’re invested in this uncle of his. Wayne sounds like quite the guy.
“So you lived with him till what, you were 23?”
“Yeah. I just wanted my own space and he also needed his own space. I have dinner with him once a week though. At least.” Eddie’s been rubbing his hand on the back of his neck for a few minutes and you’re starting to get the signal to stop mining for now.
“I’d love to meet him.”
“Oh he’d love you.” That rolls off his tongue fast and you both laugh. “Maybe I’ll drag you to dinner next week. You can tell him all about your drive thru crazies.”
“Oh I’m sure we’d both love that.”
The check has been sitting on the table for 20 or so minutes and when he tucks his card in, after swatting your hand away, the waitress descends and disappears with the check. He’s nervous again, twirling his rings around his fingers, leg bouncing. You’ve taken a minute to check your messages but under the table you slide a hand onto his bouncing knee. It stills immediately, the flash of a smile you shoot at him quelling any knots under his ribs. It’s such a small gesture, your hand warm on his knee. He’s already decided he’s kissing you again outside.
“This was fun, thank you again for my nails. Seriously.”
He reaches out for your hand, tucks his fingers up under your knuckles to stare at the gold stars. He doesn’t let go, instead pulling you along behind him towards his truck.
“Unless you’ve got other plans, we can find something else to do. I’ve got all day.”
“Okay.” You say it so quick, looking for any excuse to stay around him. It’s only taken you this long for a single date, you might as well make it last. “Wanna see a movie?”
When he stops at his truck he doesn’t unlock it, just leans back against the door and pulls your hand in against his chest.
“Anything good playing?” He asks quietly, laying his hand over yours to lay flat against him. You fit right between his feet, boots bracketing your loafers.
“I don’t uh…” Your stuttering, caught watching his eyes flit between yours. “I’m not sure.” You finish lamely.
“Well, I’ve got all means of streaming at my place. If you want.”
A year ago with anyone else this would have made you scoff and push back, spell being firmly broken by even the implication of some form of Netflix and chill.
Eddie though? Eddie makes it sound like the sweetest thing in the world. And who are you, presuming he’s even gonna try and put a move on you?
(You’ll be absolutely devastated if he doesn’t.)
The warmth of him is enveloping you, the spice of his cologne and the last cigarette he had drawing you further in just before his hands do the same. Big palms cradle the sides of your neck, thumbs resting on your cheeks and he leans in.
His lips are plush and warm and you tuck up close to him, arms squished between the two of you. His fingers inch up into your hair, holding your head, keeping your lips to his and honestly? Honestly.
How dare he be so good at this and keep it from you for so long. You thought he liked you and he’s been depriving you of his lips parting and running his tongue over your own and-
“Ed.” You break the kiss, breathless and face hot but you’ve only got eyes for him. His pupils blown wide in the bright daylight, you can see a frown starting between his brows. “No, hey I’m not-this is great. Can we get in the truck?” It’s almost one long word of a sentence but he understands. You’re around to the passenger side before he’s even closing his door, your hand over the center console to grab his bicep and pull him over to you.
In the confines of the cab, kneeling on the seat so you can grab his hoodie and it’s your turn to pull him in. The little sound he lets out almost sounds like a whimper and it just makes you all the more confident. It’s your tongue running along the seam of his lips, the curve of a smile before he opens and lets you in. He taste like the mango mochi you two shared and your hands run up into his hair to keep him close.
This is all you’ve been thinking about since he kissed you last week, waiting for another moment to lay your lips on him. It’s a few minutes of heavy kissing and his hands just under the edge of your sweater; you still haven’t let his hair go yet. Eddie is the first to pull away though, eyes squeezed shut when he rests his forehead against yours.
“We can go back to mine, uh if you want? We don’t have to I know I said that earlier but we can go out and see a movie-“ You press two fingers against his lips to silence him.
“I want to.”
The ride to his apartment is quiet. He drops his hand on its new home in the middle of your thigh, fingers digging in a little bit every time he turns a corner.
That blackberry has been picked and washed and fully eaten in earnest.
His apartment isn’t what you expected honestly. It’s two men living together, so the neatness throws you off. Everything has a home it seems, unlike your own place that’s like a cozy disaster zone.
“I like your place.” You say over your shoulder standing in the open living room. He’d busied himself with putting your jackets away and dropping his stuff into a tray on the counter. Now he’s just standing in the kitchen watching you inspect the bookcase by the TV.
“Do you like bourbon?”
You glance at your phone to see 4:30pm.
“A little early for dark liquor.”
Eddie shrugs and pulls out two rocks glasses and a round bottle, little jockey stopper on top.
“We hit some kind of goal or something and Stacy and her husband bought everyone in the kitchen really nice bourbon.” He pulls the seal. “Thought I’d hang on to it for a special occasion.”
“Is this a special occasion then?”
“Yes.” His smile is warm. Looks at the little topper for a moment before sniffing the bottle.
“That kind of smells like Christmas.”
He pours less than a finger in each glass and slides one over to you. He’s not wrong, and after he fishes out an ice cube for you, it goes down smooth.
Hip cocked into the counter top and nursing your tiny glass of stupid expensive bourbon, you listen to Eddie go in on all the deserts he could use this in. You had no idea he could bake too and you feel a little cheated after all those bakery bought cookies he’s brought you.
“Oh you know what else,” he ducks into his fridge and pulls out a mason jar of dark syrup, “this might be blasphemy but I don’t care. Let me see your glass.” You hold it out and he uses a spoon to drizzle some of it in the dregs of your drink. “Thats a blackberry and rosemary syrup I made and- what?” Your laugh cuts through his words and the way his face lights up makes laugh more. A clearer sign from the universe, you’ve never had.
“I just really like blackberries.”
He does put something on tv eventually but neither of you pay attention. It murmurs in the background while you two talk and when the sun starts to stretch across the wall of his living room you climb over the cushion separating you and try valiantly to invade his chest. He’s cozy and warm and he tastes like that syrup he made. He says something about whiskey tasting good on you too and any inkling you may have had about leaving his place tonight goes firmly out the window.
The couch is comfortable and him nosing at your neck, dropping lazy kisses up and down the length of it makes you melt. His hands are heavy in your hair and where they slide down to meet his lips along your neck. You’d finally gotten a hand under his shirt, skin hot and soft. You can feel the muscles flex under your touch and you find out on accident he’s ticklish when you’re skating your new nails back and forth over his happy trail and the weirdest giggle escapes him.
“Sorry.” He smiles shyly.
You want to hear that sound again but he has other plans. Untangles your legs and stands up, holds out his hand to you again.
Just over the threshold of his room he looks at you, fully sincere.
“Is this okay?”
Yes yes yes yes yes yes
You nod and gently kick the door closed behind yourself.
With that barrier to the outside closed Eddie descends on you. Backs you right up against the door and kisses the breath right out of your lungs. You hang onto his shoulders while he pulls your sweater off. It hits the floor and his hands are right back on you sliding up your sides to cup your tits through your lace bra. You’d worn the set in the hopes that this exact thing would happen.
“How’d you know blue’s my favorite color?” He whispers against your mouth before diving right down to the swell of your breast and nips lightly. You suck in a gasp and he does it again to the other one, runs his thumbs over your nipples. Your trying your hardest to get your fingers to cooperate and pull at the hem of his shirt.
“Worry about me later.”
“Eddie, please.”
“Wanna see you first, gorgeous.”
When his hands fall to your jeans you let out a whine that makes him look up at you.
“You okay?”
“Yes just. Please don’t stop.”
He hurries then, pushes your jeans down and turns you both to walk to bed. When the edge hits your legs you lift one to crawl backwards, a finger hooked in his belt loop in an attempt to pull him with you. He rips his shirt off instead and it’s truly it’s insane how he just keeps getting hotter. The dark lines of his tattoos against his pale skin makes you pant.
“Oh what the fuck.”
“I was just about to say the same thing.” He sounds breathless. Eyes roaming to take in the matching underwear that clings to your body. The tattoo on your sternum that he had no idea about and the other two just under your collar. There’s dark lines wrapping around your hip that he’s going to dig his teeth into soon. He reaches and lightly runs a finger over your sternum before trailing it down your stomach and stopping at the elastic of your underwear.
“You wear this for me?”
You nod.
“Oh good.”
You don’t think you’ve heard him this quiet ever. He’s all whispers and heavy stares, that finger tip that’s inching into your underwear making your heart rocket into your throat. You wrap your hand around his and pull him so he has to kneel on the bed too, inch his finger down further.
“Eddie?”
“Hm?” It rumbles in his chest. You snake both arms up to wrap around his neck and bring him in to ghost your lips over his.
“Touch me. Please.”
Of course he has silk pillowcases, you think to yourself when the side of your face is pressed into them. The cool material is slick against your hot cheek, Eddie’s big hand laying between your shoulder blades. He isn’t pushing you down into the mattress but the suggestion is there.
Stay.
You’ve ended up in the middle of his bed bent in half with him kneeling behind you, gentle hand pulling your knees apart. You’re blushing for a thousand and one reasons, mainly because you’ve never played this little game before. At first you’d tried to hide your face and he’d tutted at you, gently prying your forearm away. Now you’re just trying not to grip the pillow too hard, only partially conscious of your new nails.
“Eddie.” Your muffled whine gets his attention and he leans forward, puts a little pressure on your back. Your eyes roll.
“You okay?” His voice is dark next you, quiet and gravely and you clench around nothing, he hasn’t even touched your pussy yet. A garbled ‘uh huh’ gets past your lips and you can hear him grin, the bastard.
He slides your underwear over your ass and down, tossing them into some corner of the room, swings his knee over your calf and knocks your leg out to side some more. Your hips drop and he sighs, his right hand coming to slide up the back of your thigh, gripping at the soft skin and over the swell of your ass.
“I’ve been waiting months for this.” A low laugh, how can he laugh at a time like this. You try to sit up a bit, to give him an incredulous look but he holds you down. You don’t mean to let out the moan you’ve been holding in, but he knocks it out of you. Laughs. Again.
“You didn’t have to wait months.” Muffled again by the pillow.
“We were having fun. You’re a good chase.” He gives your ass a light tap and then grabs the flesh hard. You arch your back into his touch and he immediately lets go to graze his fingertips over your slit, dipping in between your folds.
“Jesus your so wet,” he huffs through his nose, “this for me too?”
Of course it is. You’ve been wet for him since he picked you up in his stupid truck, looking too good in his stupid jeans and big hoodie. Since he grabbed your thigh and asked about your god damn toes.Since the couch and his weird giggle.
You’d like to be a smart ass and list off all the ways he’s driven you crazy just that day, but instead you just whimper.
“Hmm?” He dips a finger down to circle your clit agonizingly slow. It sends a burning jolt through you and you cant your hips back to chase his touch.
“Yes, oh my god!” It comes from deep in your chest, voice low and full of want. Every time he’s come in to visit you, hanging over the partition to joke and flirt at you. His little touches at the bar, a hand always lingering on your lower back or fingertips dragging over a knee. That drunk kiss in the parking lot of the bar a week ago.
All you’ve done is want for months now. You’re about to bully your way into sitting up when he leans down and places a wet kiss on your shoulder. Drags the hand there down to your lower back, still splayed wide and warm. It makes you pause and he uses that minor distraction to easily slide two fingers deep in your cunt.
It punches the air out of any argument you were trying to start, hands searching for something to grip. One finds his thigh and he still has his god damn jeans on?
The slow drag of his fingertips inside you makes your mouth hang open. They’re big and you’ve been worked up since you woke up this morning so it just feels too good.
Actually that’s a lie, you’ve been worked up since that first day he walked into the cafe with Jeff, all jokes and pretty eyes and no idea if he even liked coffee. Some dumb espresso joke later and you’d been stupid for him.
Kind of like now, with one of his hands holding your back in an arch while his other moves at a torturous pace in and out, the wet sound of you sinful in the space of his room.
“Do you know many times I thought about inviting you back here after the bar?” You roll your head back and forth, hiding your face under your hair.
“Every time I gave you a ride I thought about it.” He enunciates his line with a particularly deep prod of his fingers, bringing his thumb to circle your clit again. “Coulda just bent you over my lap and shoved my fingers in, huh?” You clench down, files that little thought away for later. He gets his free arm up under your chest so he can hold you to him. Lays his weight against your back when he picks up the pace of his fingers and the strangled cry coming from you makes him even harder in his jeans. He peppers kisses along your shoulders, noses your hair out of the way so he can nip at the back of your neck. When he licks a stripe up to your ear he feels your strings cut, the chanting of his name sounding like music.
“I gotcha baby. You gonna come for me?”
You’re nodding, whining his name, breath hitching in your chest. Between his thumb tracing hard and his fingers dragging against that sweet spot inside your eyes water and you grab at the back of his head, nails digging into his curls. The feeling building low is white hot where it creeps down and makes your legs shake. Pinned down under him you try to chase his hand with your hips, looking for that edge of relief and it’s just out of reach until it’s not.
His chin is hooked over your shoulder so he can mouth at the side of your face while you go rigid under him. He’s still moving his fingers while you spasm around him and jesus christ he can’t wait to fuck you, plain and simple.
“Breath baby, come on.” He whispers into your ear when he realizes you’ve been holding your breath. You let out a low groan that turns stuttering when he doesn’t relent with his thumb on your clit.
“Eddie I can’t- too much!”
He ‘aww’s’ at you playfully but slows down his hand, only pulling out when you’ve regained some kind of normal breathing. Cuddled up behind you, face still close to yours where your breath fans over his cheek he leaves a wet kiss on yours and the toothy smile he sees in the waning light makes him feel warm.
“Knew you’d be worth the wait.”
You slap his arm as he rolls off the bed to stand. The clink of his belt buckle makes you turn your head against the pillow to stare at him. His eyes don’t leave yours while he undoes the button and fly to push them down off his hips. He leaves his boxers on and before he can climb back on the bed you sit up in front of him, hug his thighs with your knees. From here you can look up at him and map the tattoos across his chest and over his shoulders down to his fingers. It’s past sunset now and the purple fading light does nothing but make his pale skin glow under all that dark ink. You pull his own move on him from earlier, tracing the tip of your nail up the back of his thigh. He shivers, leg jumping and when you firmly run both of your palms under the edge of his boxers he smiles down at you.
“Tryin’ t’get fresh?”
“Maybe.” Sucking in your bottom lip to bite at it, you bring one hand around and run it down the flat plane of his stomach to the band of his underwear.
“Can I?” A whisper and his eyes go half lidded, pupils dark and wide under his lashes. An almost too quiet ‘yeah’ and you tug the fabric down to free him.
You must be making a face because he chuckles and runs a finger down your jaw. When you look back up at his face you grip the base of his dick and he hisses low, run your hand up the length of him to watch his head loll back. He’s big, thick and flushed red, the fat head of his cock hot against your palm. Damn near salivating you run the flat of your tongue up the underside of him, to the tip before fully wrapping your lips around him and hollowing your cheeks. Eddie is making a lot of noises you’ve never heard before, one’s that you want him to keep making but only after a few bobs of your head and hand he’s gently pulling your head back where’s he’s laced his fingers in your hair.
“If you don’t want this to be over in five seconds, I’d suggest we stop that.”
“You get too excited?” Frowning at him you make a move to grab him again he crowds you instead, makes you crawl back towards the middle of the bed. He shuffles across to settle between your propped up knees and tosses a wrapper on your stomach.
“How romantic Munson.”
“You wanna touch my cock so bad, you put it on.” His forwardness shuts you up. You tear the wrapper open in a rush, grab him again and give his dick a few tugs before rolling the condom down. His thumbs rub little soothing circles on your knees until you pull your hand away and he’s hauling your legs up to wrap around his waist. Pulls you to him with hands in the crook of your knees and he’s cradled in your hips, rocking his own forward to rub the tip of his cock along your folds. Catches it on your sensitive clit and you yelp. His frown is mocking yours from a moment ago, tilts his hips and does it again.
“Aw, honey is that too much?”
“Eddie I swear to god I’ll-“
“You’ll what?” He pulls back enough to line up, gives you one last chance to say something before he eases in. Slow drag until he’s fully seated against you and you both moan in unison. “That’s what I thought.” Your warm around him everywhere; thighs hugging his hips, hands running up his chest.
“Jesus Christ you feel amazing.”
The fluttering of your walls around his cock is doing nothing for his stamina, coming to terms with himself that this might not last long.
That’s fine, you weren’t leaving tonight.
The look on your face, eyes rolled back and mouth hanging open, makes him roll his hips to watch you squirm. He starts a slow rhythm, grabbing the cups of your bra and pulling down to let your tits free. When he pinches one between his knuckles you keen and arch your back. He does it again to hear that high sound and he picks up his pace, drilling deeper and making you chant his name again.
“I can’t believe I waited this long for you baby, you feel so fucking good for me.” He pulls your legs from around him to push them up towards your chest, canting your hips with them to get at you deeper.
“Eddie Eddie Eddie.” It’s high pitched and whiney and music to his ears. He can feel you pulsing around him like you were earlier. Props one of your legs on his shoulder to get his hand between the two of you to rub fast circles over your swollen clit.
“You gonna come again?”
“Yes fuck, please don’t stop Eddie!”
His hips snap against your ass and with every push your letting out a stuttering moan. Watching your lips form around his name, panting and pawing at your own chest, your hand around the back of his neck and long nails scratching against the sensitive skin brings everything to a pinpoint. His hips begin to stutter when you clench around him, your no slick coating your thighs and his fingers and his cock and it’s all it takes for him to bury himself deep.
“Fuck fuck fuck.” He’s muttering, slowing his movement and rocking the two of you through the aftershocks, running a soothing hand up your leg still on his shoulder.
“Come here.” Hands splayed to beckon him, cheeks pink and flushed, hair stuck to your sweaty forehead he thinks he might be falling in love after all these months. He’ll keep that to himself for now. Instead he pulls out and discards the condom over the side of the bed. Drops his weight on you, a huff from you and a smile pushed against your chest from him. The light touches from the tips of your nails make goosebumps pop up along his back where you gently rake your nails.
It’s a while before either of you move and it’s only to get under the covers when the cooling sweat makes you cold. Eddie holds the corner up to help you get situated but holds out a hand when you try to tuck your feet in.
“Hold on, hold on.” He snatches one of your feet to bring up closer to his face, making you bend weird and squeal. It tickles but he won’t let go, looking at your toes the way he did your nails earlier.
“Eddie, seriously!”
“I knew they were pretty.” He places a light kiss on the outside arch of your foot and you wrinkle your nose. It tickles and it’s cute and his hand is warm on your cold foot. He only lets go to run a hand up the back of your calf to pull you under the covers where he drapes himself over you, hair curtaining and smothering you in him.
In the middle of the night, after Jeff comes home and deftly ignores the scene left in the living room and you’ve gotten up to use the bathroom and rinse your mouth out you cuddle back up to Eddie’s side and wait for him to turn his head and look at you.
“Hey, you wanna call in sick Sunday?”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, you can be my plus one for the wedding.”
“Cutting it a little close, no?”
“It’s my aunt, she won’t care.”
“I don’t have a suit.”
“Then we can get you one tomorrow.”
“It’s a date.”
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141 x (Platonic) Captain Reader Short - shower
Y/n knew there was a women's shower, but y/n always took a shower with her old team. Even though they were all men besides Medusa. Y/n men knew to keep their eyes up. Let's see how the 141 react!
Y/n was naked crouching down to see if the tile floor was clean, Private Rodriguez was put on cleaning duty because lack of respect for superior officers.
Y/n wasn't in view because of a small wall.
Each shower had one, the wall was about to y/n hip. The door creaks open, y/n could hear each member of the 141 except Ghost.
"How about that pub", Soap said, "no Soap, I am not letting you ever pick a pub again".
Price said, "come on, Price", "Price tried to ask for an old fashion (Whiskey, sugar, bitters, and an orange peel that looks like bunny ears) and they didn't even know what it was". Y/n smiles and whispers "Kyle", they all turn on the showers, all moaning and groaning on how the water feels.
Y/n then hears foot steeps coming so you stand up and turn around.
Y/n sees a man with blond hair, he has a couple of gnarly scars on his face. He was also tall, 6'4 y/n thought. The man looks shocked, he then starts looking down "HEY, EYES UP HERE", he looks away.
Price and Soap turn, "MUG" (an idiot), Price puts a hand over his eyes, "CAPTAIN Y/N IS AFF HER NUT (head), PURE SKYROCKET (Scottish slang - A particularly crazy person) LASSIE (young woman). Y/n looks at Price then at Soap, Kyle is still showering. Soap quickly looks at Kyle "I thought Dae ye think Ah came up with Clyde on a banana boat (an expression of disbelief when told a tall tale story.
Kyle stops washing his body and looks at Soap "I told you, y/n use to shower with the team. Everyone knew to keep their eyes up". Kyle looks at you and nods then begins showering again.
The guy with blonde hair still was in the same spot.
Y/n looks at him for a bit, but he doesn't look at you. Y/n moves a spot over, you turn on the shower and begin washing up. "Kyle still got a wee (little) Willy (penis)", Price and Soap begin laughing.
"Nutter", y/n turns your head to look at Kyle, he smiles at you, y/n begins laughing.
You turn around and finish up, y/n grabs the towel on the little wall. Y/n dries off and you put the towel on y/n shoulder, then y/n walks over to the wall at the end of the shower.
Y/n passes the tall blond guy, y/n bends down and picks up your clothes that lay on a towel. Y/n puts your towel on the wall beside you. Y/n then gets dressed quickly; y/n leaves the towel on the floor. Y/n grabs the towel from the wall, y/n begins twisting it.
Y/n walks quickly to Kyle, y/n smacks Kyle with the towel.
A loud slap goes through the quiet room, Kyle yelps, he turns around quickly but y/n was already at the door beginning to open it. Y/n turns around and whistles, everyone looks at y/n, even the tall blonde looks at you.
"Ghost, a Peng (someone that is attractive) you are indeed".
Y/n then walks out, you close the door behind you. Price, Soap and Gaz look at Ghost. Simon looks away quickly, Ghost goes back to showering.
"FACE LIKE A SKELPED ERSE (face like a slapped ass: Describes a person's face that's red with anger or blushing). Ghost turns his head a bit, "English, Mctavish", "you're blushing", everyone begins chuckling, Ghost face begins to redden like a tomato.
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"The gifts of the gods" (image #5 in my "Quest for the Gorgon Head" series)
Part 5:
Perseus is guided to the coast where the “Nereids” (sea nymphs) offer sacred objects to assist the boy in his quest; winged sandals for flight, Hades’ helmet (or cap) of invisibility, and a knapsack called a “Kibisis” to hold the severed head of the Gorgon.
In ancient Greek art the Nereids are typically portrayed as long dressed maidens riding dolphins or Hippocampi (half-horse half-fish creatures) or even having lower fish bodies (aka the mythic precursors to mermaids). The Nereids were known to help sailors in distress, and some mortals on mythic quests, such as Thetis, Achilles mother, who delivered Hephaestus’ sacred armor to her son, Achilles at Troy. The Nereids also famously assisted Jason in his search for the Golden Fleece. The sea nymphs had a darker side as well, when they and Poseidon send a sea monster to ravage the coast of a kingdom, which will intertwine with Perseus’ Myth soon.
Above right, Hermes, to behead Medusa, offers a sickle sword of “Adamantine” which was said to be an indestructible, diamond like metal. Athena offers a shimmering, bronze shield, so that Perseus might use it as a mirror and avoid looking directly into the Gorgon’s eyes. So, now with his sacred boons attained, Perseus is now ready to fly to the land beyond Oceanus, to the cursed land of the gorgons to take the head of Medusa.
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Ethan Landry x gf!reader
Summary- harry potter girl thinks smiling at your “boyfriend” was okay
Warnings- black!reader but really no descriptions, sub!ethan, oral(f receiving), fingering, cumming in pants. y/n is a little delulu but Ethan loves her, murder, jealousy, possessive!y/n, obsessive!y/n, and sexy Medusa costume, I haven’t watched Scream 6 so bear with me:)
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You searched through the crowd of people for Ethan. You were really only at this party for him. He was going with Chad but he wanted you there with him for when Chad left him alone. You spotted him standing by himself drinking from his red solo cup. He had said he was making his own costume but didn’t tell you what it was. He looked adorable.
“A cardboard knight that's adorable.” You say and Ethan looks up, a smile breaking out on his face.
“Y/n you made it!” Then he looked down and took in your costume. You had a snake necklace on and the dress was revealing, it was loose but hung onto your curves in the right places. But Ethan’s eyes seemed to stay on your chest though where the sides of your breasts stuck out… are your nipples showing.
“I couldn’t leave you alone.” You say and grabbed his cardboard-covered forearm.
“Glad you're here, I was starting to get a little bored.”
“Well, I always know how to make things fun.” You say with a wink and his face goes red but you couldn’t see due to the light. He let out a small cough and went to drink but you snatched it and took a drink instead. A little bit spilled out from the sides of your mouth and dripped down your neck and your sternum. Ethan just wanted to drip down and lick it up. “Im going to go get you more.”
“Okay.” When you walked away Ethan let his eyes and head follow you. Attention instantly went to your ass as your hips swayed.
“Hey, man!” Chad clapped a hand on Ethan's shoulder. “Here.” Chad hands him a shot glass and salutes him. Their glasses clink together and they take a drink, Ethan grimaces and spits it back out. “Yeah!” Chad started doing a little dance and Ethan decided to join in. “God look at you, a snack.”
You walked back with two cups in your hand and rounded the corner and almost ran into Chad.
“Oh sorry Chad.” You say and walk around him to hand Ethan his cup.
“No problem Y/n.” He looked you up and down. “You look amazing by the way. I was just saying how much of a snack Ethan was and I'm about to get him a girl.” Your breath hitched and you gave the most strained smile.
“Really?” Chad smiled but Ethan just shrugged. Chad then rested his arm on Ethan's shoulder and pointed toward the group of girls who were talking. You glared at all of them even if they couldn’t see you.
“Hey!” Chad called out and got their attention one by one. The one who was dressed as Harry Potter turned around and smiled, but more specifically at Ethan. You started to tighten your grip on the cup, starting to crush it.
“You okay?” Ethan as and you relax your hand.
“Oh yeah, sorry.” You say and give him an innocent, he gives a slight nod before looking back at the girl and giving her a small wave and one of those adorable smiles you swore were only reserved for you. “Im going to the bathroom.” You hand Ethan your cup and walk away.
“Oh okay, ill wait for you.”
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You walked into the bathroom and leaned against the wall trying to calm down.
Who does that bitch think she is?
Someone knocked on the door and you ignored it. They knocked again and you rolled your eyes.
“Fuck off!” You yell and they knock again, this time harder.
“I need to use the bathroom!”
“Then use it somewhere else!” You yell once again but now they were banging on the door. You groaned and unlocked the door and ripped it open. You were met with a harry potter girl.
“Finally.” She groaned and rolled her eyes. You took a deep breath before smiling at her. That's when you launched forward and grabbed her by her shirt before pulling her into the bathroom and shoving her down to the floor. You slammed the door behind you and turned to her.
“What the fuck?” She questions holding her head.
“You fucking bitch, do you think you can just try and take my fucking man.”
“Wha-- what are you talking about?”
“Don’t be such a naive little slut.” You sneer and look around, your eyes fall on the towel bar. You grabbed it and the end fell. “Hmm, you’re so lucky that whoever’s house this is hasn’t updated their bathroom.” You yanked the rest of the bar from the wall and smiled at her. “Let's see how pretty Ethan thinks you are after I bash your fucking face in.”
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You turned the lights off as you exited the bathroom and shut the door. Nobody looked at you as you exited. Nobody questioned the blood stains on your costume, face, and hands.
Ethan was no longer in his spot by the wall so you started looking for him. He was in the kitchen with Chad and Chad's friends. You walked up to them and dipped your hand into Ethan's costume and rubbed his back.
“Hey, handsome.” You say and he looks down.
“Hey, your back.” You slip your hand out and grab his hand.
“You wanna go somewhere more private?” You ask but didn’t give him time to answer, just started dragging him behind you. You found an empty closet and dragged him inside, he closed the door and felt around for the light switch. He flipped it on and let his eyes adjust to the and when he did his eyes widened at the bloody sight.
“What happened are you okay?” He questioned with concern and you smile reassuringly.
“Yeah, this just some finishing touches I gave to myself in the bathroom.”
“Ok okay, then why are we here? No offense.”
“I just wanted to know if you liked me?” You stepped close to him and it looked like he stopped breathing.
“Like I like-like you?”
“Like you wanna kiss me and do other things.” You place your hands behind your back and do a little sway.
“O-Oh, um yeah I-I do.” He took off his helmet and tucked it under his arm. “Why do you want to know?” His heart was beating loudly in his chest.
“Because I like you too.” You didn’t let him react just placed a hand on the back of his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. He let out a ‘hmph’ noise and followed by his eyes widening then closing. He started melting into the kiss but was stiff, still holding onto his helmet. You grabbed his hands and placed a hand on your waist and the other right on your ass.
You pushed him against the door and the kiss got more wet and heated. Ethan got a burst of confidence and bent his knees to pick you up, securing his arms under your ass without breaking the kiss. He started walking forward until you hit a box and he sat you on it. The kiss ended and Ethan panted and rested both his hands on either side of your thighs.
“Shit, I’ve never done that.” He says and you smirk and start to spread your legs, then grabbed the material and started to bring it up your leg.
“We can do more.” You say in a seductive voice and exposed your lace panties. Ethan's eyes practically bulged out of his head. “Only if you want to of course.”
Ethan's head could’ve fallen off with how fast he shook his head yes.
“Hell yeah, it's just I’ve never done anything.” Your pussy clenched at his innocence.
“It's okay baby we can start slow, and that can start with you learning how to eat pussy. My pussy.” Ethan's mouth watered and he licked his lips. “Take off my panties.” He shakily reached out and hooked his fingers in your panties and slowly dragged them down.
“Fuck.” He watched some of your wetness stick to the crotch of the panties.
“That's what you do to me, Ethan.” He tossed the panties somewhere and dropped to his knees. He hooked his arms under your knees and pulled you towards him. He just stared not knowing what to do, no amount of porn could prepare him. “Just suck here.” You brought your hand down to your clit and rubbed it slightly. He didn’t say anything just went down and dove in.
His nose brushed against your clit making you buck slightly. He licked a stipe through your folds before closing his lips around the bud. You let out a gasp and threaded your finger in his curls.
“Holy fuck Ethan that's good.” You tightened your stomach and let out a gasp as his tongue started poking your entrance before slipping inside slightly. Ethan's cock was hard as a rock in his pants he so desperately wanted to reach into his pants and jerk himself but you couldn’t get enough of him. So he started humping the air, making his cock rub against his jeans.
You swirled your hips around his mouth followed by your leg hooking over his shoulders and pushing the heel of your heels in his back.
“F-Fingers Ethan, p-please.” He softy let go of your thigh from his grip. He shakily teased your hole before slowly pushing his index finger to the knuckle. You gasped loudly and let out strangled moans. “Curl them.” He listened and started to thrust the finger in and out.
His cock was hurting at this point, he even slowly started pushing his crotch against the box and fucking it trying to get off.
He moaned into your pussy and the vibrations set you off. You arched your back, squeezed his head in between your thighs, and pulled his curls hard making him wince. Then a second finger pushed its way in and Ethan started roughly fucking your pussy with them. The overstimulation was too much but no amount of screams or pushes were getting Ethan away.
His hips jerked and spasmed as cum spilled out of his cock and into his boxers. He pulled his mouth away from your pussy, a trail of cum connecting from his lips. Your legs shakily fell down and your head slumped against the wall. He pulled his fingers out and pushed them into his mouth.
“You sure you haven’t done that before?” You panted trying to cool down and slow your heart rate. Ethan swallowed and shook his bead.
“You’re the first.” He kissed your thigh and started to shakily stand up. Suddenly there was a chorus of screams, and not the good kind. “What was that?”
“Probably just some people messing around.” You say calmly and wrapped a leg around his waist to pull him in.
“But-.” He turned around and look at the door as there seemed to be running. “We should see what going on.” He turned back around and his eyes widened. Your boob was out and you were pinching your nipples.
“Come on, everything okay.”
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Pick a Fairycore Pic: Who is your Future Spouse?
Choose an image from above, 1-4. Scroll down to get a channelled message from your chosen group. Feel free to reblog and leave a comment if it resonates with you. This will not resonate with everyone, so take what you feel applies and leave the rest! I will be channelling for the collective energy. These will be quite long so be warned. IF YOU ARE A MINOR, DO NOT INTERACT AS NSFW THINGS WILL CROP UP OCCASIONALLY THROUGHOUT!
Pile 1
For those of you in this group, your future spouse could have light coloured hair. More specifically for someone, I’m feeling sandy hair, medium build, but more lanky, masculine energy with Aries placements. They may have a sunny disposition, I’m getting someone who sorts of sways on their feet, bounces on their toes with a big grin on their face and hands in their pockets. They could have green or blue eyes and a slight tan to their skin, not fully pale, but light with freckles, if that makes sense. 444 could be a significant angel number or you could wake up at 4:44 am.
They are a very bright and happy person, that’s getting emphasised again. The type who lets things go pretty easily, “water under the bridge” kind of person. I get the sense of kissing and cuddling, snuggling with you in bed or on the sofa/couch. They may want to shower you with love and affection a bit too much, it’s important to set boundaries if you’re a bit more reserved or not comfortable with so much PDA. However, it is all with the end goal of making you smile and giving you the love you deserve. Some people in this group may have been let down in the past by their relationships, romantic, familial or otherwise. It’s important to give this person a chance, but don’t rush into anything. I really feel like they have a Pisces or Cancer Venus or other placement, so soft, gentle and loving. I really love this person’s energy, it’s so adorable and heart-melting. They will really take their time with you and be so warm towards you, kind, caring and sincere.
I feel like in terms of career and hobbies as well. I’m being given the feeling of an office job, temp or intern position, someone who looks through files or paperwork, wears a tie and/or more formal dress code. I almost get the sense of an accountant or financial person. However, they dress casual outside of work, grey/dark jackets with a shirt, jeans, Converse shoes. They could enjoy running, jogging, or soccer and they have quite a nice body working out. They probably listen to music on their run as well, more rock and up-tempo songs.
The letters M, B, A, G, J, P could be significant for this person’s name/initials.
EXTRA TRAITS: Gold jewellery, rings, bracelets, warm colour pallet, Tinder/Bumble, “Lucy,” a wild cat with grey fur and fuzzy ears (Lynx cat, Ocelot) that they could feel/be connected to, Sagittarius risings, HDMI cords and watching movies, Greek mythology like Medusa, philosophy majors, “terrified of love,” 777, Othello by Shakespeare could resonate too.
Pile 2
I’m getting two different energies for this group, both masculine with some more feminine attributes. Mostly, I’m getting someone who is more entrepreneurial, they could have darker skin and like wearing more flashy clothes, with straight, buzzed or bleached hair. They may have studs in their ears. On the other side, I’m getting someone with lighter skin and extremely curly red hair, but mid-length, not long or short but it kind of sprouts around their face. I’m getting big Scorpio/Leo energy.
Whoever you resonate more with, there’s still this energy of cockiness and playfulness that hides a more wounded and easily gentle façade. I feel like they like spending time in bed with you, and yes, in a NSFW sense! They’re the type to make you blush super easily, very much a flirt and smooth talker. Bit on the risqué side, but “they could go for hours” just popped into my head. I feel like when you first meet, they’ll put up a player front, but I think from the first moment they kiss you, they will feel things they’ve never felt before. They may hit you up most on Snapchat or some other texting app (WhatsApp) or iMessage. They may also send you “naughty” videos if you’re into that sort of thing. I feel like you tame their wild side and they are genuinely so grateful you are in their life, like they were “saved by your light.” They are completely committed and devoted to you by the time you’re married.
In terms of career and hobbies, they may weightlift and go to the gym a fair amount. This is just something to be wary of, but I feel like in the past they may have watched YouTube videos on how to pick up women, if you are a straight woman asking about a man. However, it never got into radical territory or anything concerning. Nowadays, I feel like they enjoy watching informative programming or podcasts/documentaries. They are always looking to expand their knowledge. I also get the sense of someone who in the past and present, has worked a variety of different jobs, from Doordash to Uber to different retail chains and fast food. I feel like they could work in a shoe store as of recent.
The letters W, K, G, L, J, A, B, and S could be significant for this person’s name/initials.
EXTRA TRAITS: Libra placements, a name beginning with J, making mixtapes or playlists, Doordash, SoundCloud, tattoos of a birthday or a family member (mother), maid outfits, FaceTime, watching old Disney channel shows together like Recess, 333/222, they may also like Family Guy, may like art (drawing/painting), “I love you so much, baby. I promise to do better next time.” Reconciliation with this person for some of you.
Pile 3
I feel Capricorn, Gemini and Aries placements could be prominent. We have blonde hair for this group. I have a more feminine energy, this person could not necessarily identify as the gender they were assigned at birth, or they could dress more masculine, or wear skirts with a shirt or oversized long sleeve with pastel colours. Their hair is somewhat short, could be a wavy bob of some kind. They could have very blue eyes. I am really getting LGBTQIA + for this group, so if you feel that doesn’t resonate for you, feel free to choose a different reading. I feel like they could have a Virgo/Scorpio rising or other placement, as I’m feeling they are both intense and practical. The air placement of Gemini could be significant too; they are deep thinkers, but with a very unique perspective on life and interesting topics.
I feel like for one or either of you, this is your first queer relationship but as this is your future spouse, this is for the long haul. I feel like this is a very sweet relationship with lots of physical touch and hand-holding. I feel like one of you will find comfort in the other’s family or choose them as your own family after enduring rejection. I know this is sensitive, but it’s important I include everything that’s relevant. They may also wear a bracelet or you may share matching charms or outfits. This is a sentimental and nostalgic person who wears their heart on their sleeve and is a hopeless romantic. They are so loving and kind but may have a sharp tongue when hurt, and have a tendency to be a little bit guarded when things bother them. However, I’m seeing lots of soft, shy kisses, giggling and fun times together to balance it out.
In terms of hobbies or career, I’m picking up on a light-hearted person who is into activities like roller-skating and dancing. I feel like they also enjoy experimenting with gender identity or appearance via makeup and could be somewhat androgynous. I feel like for some, they could be unemployed or a student at present, with an emphasis on arts, humanities and freelance work such as writing. Some could also work more physical jobs, such as with clay or using digger machines.
The letters P, A, B, G, V, E could be significant for the person’s name/initials.
EXTRA TRAITS: “Would you stay with me? Promise?” They could be quite clingy, 444 (seeing it out in public), going on a carousel or to a fun fair/county fair, they may like rabbits, snake tattoo or some sort of piercing, tie-dye jumpers, may blister or bruise easily, they have nice hands. They may like nature and the outdoors, particularly hiking, as well.
Pile 4
I feel multiple zodiac energies for this group: Capricorn, Virgo, Leo and Pisces. I feel a more masculine energy, and this person could be broad-shouldered and have a more solid build: I’m getting “teddy bear” vibes, and they could be a good hugger. They may have tan skin, a dark beard, hair and eyes. They may also wear beanies and hipster/alternative clothing.
They may be more guarded and keep to themselves but they are so rugged and handsome that it draws you to them. They could be Hispanic and come from a big, close family where everyone takes care of one another. They may be more shy than you, but they’ll come alive and more outgoing in your presence. They may get slightly jealous and develop a crush on you first. However, your future spouse is very honourable, charming and attentive to your needs. They could be slightly traditional in terms of wanting to have kids and getting married quite young. They love and are very proud of their car and work on it often. They probably love to take you out in it. There’s something really sexy about the way they treat you on dates, too. I feel like this person has a hidden dominant side and could be quite kinky.
I feel like in terms of career, they are in school and working on themselves. They also might do work lifting heavy things like timber or bricks. I feel like this person likes smoking recreationally or vaping. They are above all honest, hardworking, trustworthy and a really sweet person. They would never do anything to hurt you and they want to keep your heart and treasure it forever.
The letters J, R, A, S, K, C, B, H could be significant for this person’s name/initials.
EXTRA TRAITS: Cancer rising, 888/555, may wear platform shoes/boots, dimples and a unique smirk, messy/wavy dark hair, could also wear plaid and dog tags, they might use Dove products or body wash and smell really good with a really nice cologne, hazel and light eyes, they may have quite thin lips, and could have a Gemini moon.
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Thank you for checking out this reading and hopefully something could resonate for you!
Best Wishes,
- Ally Aloe
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vedic astrology symbols & motifs pt 3
1. Serpent symbolism
Zendaya wearing a Roberto Cavalli dress with twin serpents on the back. She has her saturn & ketu in UBP.
She's also the ambassador for Bvlgari, a brand known for its iconic serpent motif. Fellow ambassador Priyanka Chopra also has serpent yoni (Rohini moon)
Julianne Moore, mrigashira moon wearing a dress featuring cobras
Kendall Jenner, UBP moon wearing a dress with snake imagery
Charlize Theron, ashlesha sun & mercury wearing a serpent pendant.
Cardi B, mrigashira ketu as Medusa
Rohini Mars, uma thurman as medusa in percy jackson
2. Punarvasu girls often play the Trophy Wife or the Dream Girl in media.
Malin Ackerman (punarvasu moon) played the titular Trophy Wife in the sitcom of the same name
Sofia Vergara (punarvasu sun & moon) plays Gloria Pritchett in modern family who is a classic example of a trophy wife.
Kaley Cuoco (punarvasu moon) plays Penny in TBBT. Penny is a quintessential "dream girl" type character.
Punarvasu moon Drew Barrymore plays a version of this role in nearly every romcom she's ever been in.
3. I have a soft spot for Virgo-Cancer couples. Virgo is considered the most masculine sign and Cancer is the most feminine sign. Sexual polarity is what drives a relationship and this could be why these couples are so fun to watch on screen and even irl.
Jay on the show, Modern Family is played by Ed O'Neill who is Purvaphalguni moon (tropical virgo) and Sofia Vergara, who plays his wife, has Punarvasu moon (tropical cancer).
Ed O'Neill was on the show Married With Children, where Katey Sagal played his wife. She has Pushya moon and Punarvasu Ketu. Its interesting how his two most well known characters are both husbands on shows about families with wives played by Cancer girlies👀
Chris Hemsworth is a Purvaphalguni sun and Uttaraphalguni moon and he is married to Elsa Pataky who is Punarvasu sun and Revati moon. Pisces is opposite to Virgo and opposite signs have insane chemistry.
I'll make a separate post about how movies often pair actors with opposite signs to play a couple and how this happens in real life as well (opposites attract 😏)
Priyanka Chopra is a Punarvasu sun and Nick Jonas is a Uttaraphalguni sun and stellium.
in Bridget Jones' Diary, Mark Darcy is played by Purvaphalguni sun Colin Firth and Bridget is played by Ashlesha moon Renee Zellwegger.
The OG romcom pairing. Adam Sandler, Purvaphalguni sun and Drew Barrymore who is Punarvasu moon.
Purvaphalguni sun, Hugh Grant and Pushya rising Julia Roberts in Notting Hill.
another iconic romcom pairing, Purvaphalguni sun Richard Gere with Pushya rising Julia Roberts.
6. I find a connection between Ashlesha and plastic surgery. Ashlesha is the star of restriction and its tightly coiled by nature. These natives often express their severity through their self-presentation. On another note, these tropical Leo natives become sidereal Cancers and while Leos are known for being extremely self conscious and prone to fluctuating self esteem, adding a layer of Cancerian sensitivity makes things worse for them. Their self-image becomes extremely personal and they feel a need to master perfectionism. (in my perspective, switching to sidereal does not cancel out one's tropical signs, it adds another layer or texture to it. Leos are so sensitive and picky, why? because they are sidereal Cancers underneath the surface. some Cancers are very typically girly and domestic whereas others are not? because they're split between the gemini and cancer signs in sidereal)
Now a lot of celebs get work done, especially these days but I think there are some celebrities who are known for their plastic surgery and these are just a few off the top of my head.
Megan Fox, ashlesha moon.
Kylie Jenner, ashlesha sun
Bella Hadid, ashlesha mars
Sridevi, ashlesha sun and stellium.
(she had already had some work done in the first pic) Sridevi is probably one of the first Indian actors to get plastic surgery back in the 70s/80s and was known for it.
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so you know how both dahlia and medusa were seen as irredeemable monsters and punished for it and the fact that they were victims first gets largely ignor- whatever. get stoned idiot (id under cut)
@sevenyeargap you were a real one for suggesting butterflies!!!! idek what this would be without them. anyways, the id:
1) a close-up of a digital painting of dahlia hawthorne as medusa, imitating oil paint. dahlia is looking straight with fury in her expression, mouth open in rage, fangs showing. the snakes on her head are red with green spots and shadows. they move in different directions, imitating her hair in the scene from aa3, where she leaves maya's body. her hands are in front of her, slightly clutched in anger, again, like in the aa3 scene. she is wearing her white dress. around her, butterflies of a pale yellow color are flying. two are sitting on snakes peacefully, and one is being eaten by a snake. the painting is done in distinct yellow and green tones, and the background is dark, green and foggy.
in this close-up, we can only see the upper part of the painting: it ends at her wrists.
2) a digital painting of dahlia hawthorne as medusa, imitating oil paint. dahlia is looking straight with fury in her expression, mouth open in rage, fangs showing. the snakes on her head are red with green spots and shadows. they move in different directions, imitating her hair in the scene from aa3, where she leaves maya's body. her hands are in front of her, slightly clutched in anger, again, like in the aa3 scene. she is wearing her white dress. around her, butterflies of a pale yellow color are flying. two are sitting on snakes peacefully, and one is being eaten by a snake. the painting is done in distinct yellow and green tones, and the background is dark, green and foggy.
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Medusa!Reader and Shang Tsung in Mortal Kombat 1 Part 12
Spoilers for MK 1 Story Mode: Proceed with Caution
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Sooo, given how this whole ending is, just bear with me here, given there will be an alternate version of you. Still, I'll do my best to try and keep it coherent for y'all. Now onwards!
When Lui Kang recruited you to fight against your Titan self and Titan Shang Tsung, you volunteered to be part of his army to fight against the evil Titans. That is primarily because of the fact that they threaten the timeline YOU live in! Luckily, as mentioned before, you wouldn't be fighting alone; you'd be fighting with endless variants of people you know across timelines, including a version of you that appeared to be a heavenly figure.
At the top of the Temple, standing beside Titan Shang Tsung, is your Titan counterpart, who was grinning like a mad woman at the thought of the bloodshed that would take place. You hear her speaking to Lui Kang,
"Oh, but some things never change, Lui Kang. No matter how much you want to deny it. History has a way of repeating itself, such as now.
Titan Y/N claps her hands in amusement as she encourages Titan Shang Tsung as he reveals the allies they both have gathered throughout multiple timelines. Titan Y/N stood with her husband and a Titan Quan-chi as they signaled for their army to attack; in response, your allies charged up the pyramid. As the battle at the Argus's Temple commences, you feel as if everything you did and what happened didn't happen simultaneously.
You couldn't fly up the temple because the skies were packed with other flying Kombatants and projectiles. So you fought and petrified past Kung Laos, Kenshis, Shaos, Barakas, Sub-Zeros, and Rains. Although it wasn't just variant of people you know that you had to fight. The first one you had to face was Sindel, or at least a Sindel mixed with Zateran blood judging from her scaley appearance and how she vomited acid at you mixed with her banshee shriek. After defeating her, you ran off without another word.
Soon after confronting the Reptilian Empress, a Shao/Sub-Zero hybrid sends you to the ground.
"No healer will be able to fix you once I'm through."
While it was cathartic for you to fight another Shao, as you'll never tire of making the brute suffer, the ice he commanded was a bitch for your reptilian skin. Yet, you managed to prevail by slicing off that Shao's head. You had no time to revel in your victory when you had to run from a large group of Titan Shang Tsung's minions. You got a stab in on an evil Kenshi while running from them, though. Shortly after, you're then jumped by a Baraka and Scorpion hybrid.
"We'll see who's fangs are deadlier."
While you were a bit relieved to not be fighting against a Cryomancer, fighting against a Pyromancer wasn't a pleasant experience. Especially one that resembles your dear Baraka. You had no time to dwell on any regret before a blonde woman with a robotic eye that shoots devastating lasers starts to attack you with a large knife. Luckily your blade proved to be sharper as you disabled the blonde's eye by stabbing her in the eye and through the head. Shortly after, you go up against a Kenshi who seems to have mastered Hydromancy. You had to get a bit creative there because of how your petrifying gaze wouldn't work on him. So, the old-fashioned poison would do the trick.
If only the same could be said for the Goro that attacks you with a Warhammer in each arm. Yet, you're then saved by not one or two but three different versions of Johnny Cage, one of them dressed like some sort of ninja errr mime?
"Much appreciated; good health to you all!"
You say to them before you're confronted by a Reiko/Quan-chi hybrid. Like both of his components, he was overly confident in his skills. After defeating him, you climb higher up the pyramid only to be confronted with four people you've never met, all dressed in yellow and black uniforms. Fortunately, you didn't have to fight them alone before another Kitana, this one who wore two buns in her hair and was dressed in a way fitting for the divine, mowed the entire group down effortlessly.
"Oh, thank you so much, your Majesty."
Kitana then got knocked down by some random kombatant who came out of nowhere. After getting through a couple more bizarre hybrids, you were close enough to the top to see your Titan Y/N standing with the Deadly Alliance. The trio, seeing how close you are to the top, combine their magics to throw a huge ball of plasma down the pyramid in your direction. You managed to throw yourself out of the way but at the cost of a large group of people being obliterated. After tumbling down a dozen steps, you're soon confronted by three Mileenas, sais out and thirsty for your blood. While you killed two, one of them managed to pin you down and tried to stab you in the eyes like poor Kenshi. Keyword tried. This time, you took out Mileena's eyes with her own blades.
While Titan Y/N and the Titan Deadly Alliance prepare another spell, who should catch them off guard by attacking them but their far more virtuous counterparts? At first, they appeared to have the upper hand, enough so the more virtuous Shang Tsung could earnestly shout some encouragement to you. You hate how looking at him made you blush.
While Titan Shang Tsung and Titan Quan-chi devour the souls of their more heroic selves, your Titan self has a more sadistic idea in hand. She tore a hole into your virtuous counterpart before grabbing heroic Shang Tsung's spine as a hacksaw, bifurcating your other self. Titan Y/N then uses her blade to swiftly cut off your other self's head and tears off her veil to reveal the writhing head full of snakes beneath. Titan Y/N giggles before she turns her back on the war beneath her feet to toss the decapitated head over her shoulder like it were a bouquet. This turns dozens of the kombatants on either side into stone because they made the mistake of looking at your other self's eyes. These poor souls are soon shattered into pebbles by their enemies, indistinguishable from the rest of the pyramid's ruins. Luckily, you were spared this gruesome fate.
After getting through more strange opponents, you could finally reunite with Lord Lui Kang and follow him the rest of the way up the pyramid. Finally, you reached the top to fight the masterminds behind this war and the conspiracy against your timeline. Titan Y/N was less than impressed.
"I've heard your righteous spiel long enough to last ALL my lifetimes. So please, at least keep this fight interesting."
You knew Lord Lui Kang to be powerful beyond compare, but even with his Titan power restored, he was still one Titan going against three malicious ones. It didn't help that none of them, including Titan Y/N, didn't fight fairly such as when she bit into Lui Kang with her fangs. So with the Fire God currently out of commission you're forced to fight them all alone.
"Honestly, at this point in time, I've forgotten how many of you I've seen die."
Somehow, against all odds, and you nearly dying so many times and sustaining so many injuries, you were still standing among the bloodied and beaten Titans. Lui Kang couldn't help but compliment you on your impressive feat.
"Your praise is like a healing salve for all my wounds. Now, let's cut out these tumors."
Lui Kang, deciding you've done more than enough, walks over to stand over the fallen Titans. Using his own Titan power, he reduces all of them into dust and sand, hopefully making it the last time you'll see any of them specifically. However, without either Titan Shang Tsung or Titan Y/n, it became clear from how the entire realm shook that the timeline was starting to crumble and tear at the seams.
"What now?!"
Lui Kang quickly uses his power to send you back to your native timeline before the current one you're in collapses with you alongside it.
"Thank you for your aid, Y/N. I hope we meet again one day."
You're lifted into the air and surrounded by fire before a bright flash of white goes off in front of you, and you end up exactly where you need to be.
A/N: Whaaa, two posts in one day?!? How can this be??? Anyways, remember to like, reblog, and comment. And if you like, drop and ask a random thought in my inbox, as I do enjoy hearing from y'all!😁😁😁😁
Playlist while writing this
"A Good Song Never Dies" by Saint Motel
"Tot Musica" by Ado
"I Can't Decide" by Scissor Sisters
"Play With Fire" by Sam Tinnesz
"Running up that Hill" feat Meg Myers
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NSR Halloween DLC ideas, just in time for Spooky Night!
The soundtrack for the Halloween DLC would feature instruments associated with the holiday being incorporated into the songs, such as pipe organ and theremin.
The Bosses
DJ Subatomic Supernova
DJSS is a scarecrow, wearing a straw hat, flannel shirt, and denim overalls (cut-off, of course!).
For the battlefield, the background of the Planetarium is a deep orange. The planets he uses to attack are replaced with pumpkins, and the asteroids are replaced by a swarm of crows.
Sayu
Sayu is a cute ghost girl. (I felt it would be fitting since she’s a floaty character.) She's slightly translucent and sports a ghostly wisp-like tail rather than her regular mermaid tail. Her colour palette features off-whites and faded pastels, making her look more etherial.
Sayu wears a tattered white Victorian/Lolita-style dress, lacy cuffs around her wrists and a little bow on her head.
For Phase 2, her dress becomes poofier and more elaborate as small ribbons resembling tentacles appear around her waist. Her trident is completely white.
Phase 3 has her go full-on ghost bride. Her dress has a huge multi-tiered skirt, her hair is adorned with a long veil, and her tentacle ribbons have grown to full length. Her deep-sea mode has her face turn glowing green with solid black eyes, making her resemble a spookfish, while her “tentacles” feature flickering lights similar to a bioluminescent jellyfish.
Her final form is basically your stereotypical bedsheet ghost shape with her legs sticking out the bottom.
Sayu’s team are dressed in dark wizard-like robes, and each of them are wearing masks like the ones worn by Lock, Shock, and Barrel from The Nightmare Before Christmas.
For the battlefield, the “landscape” is dotted with jack-o-lanterns, tombstones, and dead trees. The background is changed to a seafoam green color, with wispy little ghosts flying about.
Yinu and Mother
Yinu is dressed as a cute little witch. Her hair is in pigtails similar to her Christmas skin, and her witch hat is adorned with fall leaves and little jack-o-lanterns.
Mother, meanwhile, is a spooky Halloween tree with spiders. Her dress is a dark wood colour with translucent, ragged-edged sleeves, and she wears a thorny hairband and spiderweb earrings.
The ends of her “hair” have been dyed the same colour as her dress, and she wears both black lipstick and black nail polish.
When she grows bigger, her branches begin to sprout large thorns, which end up making her cage form look more like a spiderweb. (There are even little fake spiders sitting on top of it!)
For the battlefield, the stage is decorated to evoke a bountiful harvest, with pumpkins, hay bales, bundles of wheat, stalks of corn, apple trees, cornucopias, and garlands of leaves.
Both the gate and the giant piano hammers are adorned with thorny branches and autumn leaves.
1010
1010 are pirate ghosts. (As a fun gag, Blue could wear two eyepatches instead of his sunglasses!)
Meanwhile, Neon J is their ghostly captain, complete with a captain’s hat, a sword at his belt, a fake parrot on his shoulder, and – once again – a fake beard attached to his screen head.
For the battlefield, the flying limousine is decked out to look like a pirate ship, with a mast, a crow’s nest, and a tattered sail.
(I felt 1010 as pirates would be fitting since they're a navy-themed boyband and Neon J was a captain in the navy.)
Eve
Eve is dressed as Medusa.
Her dark green dress has a scaly pattern, and she accessories with a lot of gold, including spiralling gold sandals and a golden diadem crown.
Her hair has been dyed, shaped, and styled to look like several little writhing serpents.
Her backpiece is composed of even more snakes in gold and teal which wrap around her upper torso and spread out behind her like a peacock’s tail.
Eve’s pupils even become snake-like starting at Phase 2!
For the battlefield, Eve’s gallery has been transformed into an Ancient Greek temple, but with a postmodern/vapourwave twist. Stylized Greco-Roman columns with snakes wrapped around them line the walls, and an ancient looking gold chandelier hangs from the ceiling. The left side would be eggplant purple while the right side would be cerulean blue.
If the player gets hit by the eye lasers from Eve’s giant statue, they’ll actually turn to stone and be frozen in place for a short time.
For Phase 2, on Mayday’s side, the snakes wrapped around the columns have grown larger and are now looming over Mayday, their faces twisted into angry snarls (representing Eve’s derisiveness and hostility towards May).
Meanwhile, Zuke’s side features floating fragments of ruined columns (representing how lost and incomplete Eve felt after Zuke left her).
Phase 3 is where it really starts to get trippy. Both rooms feature ruined columns and floating shards, along with giant brightly colored snakes slithering all over the background.
The shards in Zuke’s side reflect images of faces screaming in anguish, while the shards on Mayday’s side have limbs protruding from them- one shard has three legs protruding from them in reference to a trinacia. (Look up what a trinacia is to understand the reference!)
Tatiana
Tatiana is a vampire.
She wears black and red robes with bat wing-edged sleeves and a wide collar. Her earrings are coffin shaped, and she has small, pointed fangs that can be seen when she opens her mouth.
At the beginning of her battle, she starts throwing flaming bats.
For the battlefield, Tatiana's office/battle arena is made to feel like a vampire’s castle tower.
The whole room is lit with a deep red glow, and the tall windows that feature the NSR murals are topped with pointed arches, giving them a Gothic look.
You can even see some glass bottles filled with (ahem) red liquid on Tatiana’s desk.
Meanwhile, the Goolings' stage outside is decorated with jack-o-lanterns and hanging skeletons.
DK West
DK West is dressed as Frankenstein FrankenWest!
His look consists of neck bolts, stitch markings, and a dark ragged recolour of his original outfit.
His bull shadow puppet has matching neck bolts, which even emit shadowy electricity when it appears during the battle.
Bunk Bed Junction
Mayday
Mayday is dressed as an imp, wearing a bright red dress with black sleeves and waistcoat, black wings, red horns, and a red tail.
Her guitar is deep purple and splattered with glowing orange paint. It emits a wolf howl when she powers it up for the Showstopper.
Zuke
Zuke is a werewolf. Ragged clothes with fake fur poking out, extra fur attached to his forearms (don’t ask how got it on there), pointed ears, a bushy tail, pointed fangs, his nose has been painted. Pretty simple.
His drumsticks are splattered with glowing green paint and tipped with tiny light-up pumpkins.
The Other NPCs
Ellie has little bat wings attached to her back and wears a springy bat antenna headband.
And last but not least,
Kliff . . . is just wearing a pair of Groucho Marx glasses. Yup. That's it.
Let me know what you all think. I’d love to hear some feedback. Thanks for reading! Happy Halloween!
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I’m here to post shit and have fun!
In honor of Halloween! Here’s some stories to have fun with!
Anime: One Piece
Character: Crocodile
Monster: Gargoyle
Warnings: Crocodile’s rizz
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“Alright…he said ‘Baratie, 11 PM.”
You wanted to scream. This man you’ve been dating, your so called boyfriend, had told you that he wanted to go with you to Baratie.
Here you were- in a shimmering black dress with a slit that went up your thigh, black high heels and a small clutch- waiting at your assigned booth for this man to appear.
For about 40-50 minutes now.
You had received a text from him saying that it was over and confirmed the fact that he was cheating thanks to a photo he posted with his tongue down another woman’s throat. You felt sad but then decided that your evening will not be spoiled thanks to that useless prick and his cheating tendencies. You texted him he had 24 hours to leave your apartment and that you’d give him consequences if he didn’t.
Thankfully you’ve known the owner of this establishment and after talking to him and explaining the situation (you were good friends with him and his partner), he slid a few drinks on the house for the unfortunate evening.
As the club changed its scenery, you changed as well.
Your hair turned to life as the little snakes that adorned it yawned and changed from laying down to curling up on top of your head. Almost like a top bun. You aided them by putting a soft thin silk scrunchy on your hair, sorta like a pillow for the little ones.
As a Gorgon- you needed to be careful.
Thankfully technology has gone a long way and now you could wear specially made eye contacts for a monster of your particularity.
Going out with Gorgons was a little hard with the whole ‘I’ll-turn-you-to-stone-with-just-a-glance’ detail. History managed to make sure that the Gorgon line went past its supposedly imminent demise after Medusa was slain.
Making it its own subspecies of society welcomed gorgon women. Not all of them had the same power but very few, like you, could do all of what Medusa did and more.
“Excuse me, but is this seat taken?”
You whipped your head to meet with this person but you felt your throat go dry.
A man that almost doubled you in height, broad chest and shoulders. A man so incredibly handsome that seemed to be the epitome of elegance, poise and a connoisseur of beauty.
Height, build, stare and tone of voice had you entranced and, honestly, it was intimidating.
“Might as well sit down, my date is late anyway.”
The soft chuckle that came from his throat was caught by your ears, earning a pink tinge on your ears.
“A woman as exquisite looking as yourself shouldn’t be sitting by her lonesome. Especially one that got stood up by an imbecile.”
He had you swooning and it’s only been 5 minutes.
“I hope you find me to be good company Mister…-“
“Crocodile. Call me Crocodile.”
‘More like big Daddy.’ You thought, taking the last sip of wine and about to order more but you were stopped.
“Waiter-“ he managed to stop a young employee before he zoomed past them. “I’ll have an Old Fashion and bring the lovely lady anything she desires.”
‘Holy shit, that was hot.’ You thought.
“Miss?”
“Oh-erhm- Whiskey. House sour mix, please.”
Once the waiter left, you were received by a a raised brow from Crocodile.
“You like spirits?”
“They kill the ghosts that haunt me- I’d say they are easily my favorite.”
The words kept being exchanged and the evening had progressed into a lovely one.
Until it was time to leave.
You felt a little empty on the inside when it was time to leave…at 4 in the morning.
“Well, Miss (L/N), I believe that this concluded our evening. I hope you found everything to your liking.”
“More than that. I had fun regardless the initial 45 minutes of waiting for a failed relationship. He was a waste of time and space, to be honest. But at least I had the pleasure of dining with someone of your caliber, Mr. Crocodile.” You said, whispering a secret that he so gingerly lapped up.
“Indeed. If you’d like, we can arrange another outing. One where you wouldn’t have to hide those beautiful eyes of yours.”
You sighed. Now at the door of your car and unlocking the vehicle in order to get in.
“If I let you see my eyes, you’d be petrified.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t worry about that. You’d find that we might have something in common.”
This poked at your brain.
“How so?” You asked, earning another low gravel chuckle from him.
“You turn men into stone. I am stone.”
You tilted your head and gasped when you saw it. When he took out his coat, wing could be seen clipped right in his shoulders. They looked Bat like but at the same time- thick to carry his weight. His slanted eyes shifted the pupils into slits and a bit of silver lined against the pupil. To differentiate where his eye and a let started. The skin of his hand was now heavy and soft, like polished stone.
“You’re a Gargoyle.” You mumbled, cheeks warm at the interesting development. You felt him push a little card against your hands and felt like you were a pile of goo on the inside.
“Here’s my card. Feel free to call or drop in. I hope to hear back from you, Miss (Y/N).“
With that you saw how his wings opened and flew off to his lair.
You had waited a few days to call him and set up a date.
To which he replied-
“I’ll come and pick you up at 10 PM. And Miss (L/N)? No contacts. I want to marvel in your raw beauty.”
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Hey could I get a Crüe fic
Reader x Tommy Lee
(Back in the 80s so young Tommy, reader and Tommy are around same age and all)
Reader happens to be a bassist from another band and Tommy finds his heart caught up on them, later on flowers arrive at their backstage room randomly, and Tommy asks the reader on a date, they accept and things get heated at the after party they attend together (later on)
Thank ya :)
Maroon
Pairings: Tommy Lee x Fem!Bassist!reader
Warnings: Smut, choking, dom!tommy, sub!reader, public-ish sex? And I think that’s it.
Summary: Tommy falls head over heels for you seeing you perform with your band and things get heated.
“Ok guys. Let’s do this!” Your singer said before the four of you walked out onstage. You’re in an all girl hard rock band, and while it’s hard to be a woman in this industry, you wouldn’t have it any other way.
Music has been your passion ever since you were younger and your father bought you your first bass guitar. And to now be able to be in a band with your best girlfriends, you’re living the dream.
Tonight you’re performing at the infamous Whisky A Go Go. Little did you know that another band was there.
Mötley Crüe.
They just got done playing but stuck around to watch what other bands performed. And, your band Medusa, was one of them.
Tommy was completely entranced by you. You were wearing a tight outfit, hair teased to the sky, but also so feminine and delicate looking despite dressing tough.
And the music was really good, too. While yes he and his band mates made comments about the fact you were all women but generally, they liked the music.
After the show, you were just redoing your hair again into a nicer style when someone knocked on the door. “Come in!” You called out.
“These flowers were delivered for you in just over a minute ago. Don’t know how they got here so fast but enjoy.” The booking agent said and you thanked him before taking a look.
They were pretty purple flowers. And there was a note attached, “Come to the after party.” With an address written below it. You don’t know who sent these, but was always up for a party.
You decided to go alone, which may not be the smartest decision but whatever. The apartment was right above the whisky and was absolutely trashed. Full of people smoking and drinking, the porch has beer cans piled up. The window was smashed open and people used it to go in and out because the door was bolted down.
You carefully climbed through the window before taking a look at your surroundings. For a small apartment, it held quite a few people.
Just as you decided you should leave, someone called out to you. “Hey! You made it!” You turned to see a tall, lanky brunette with a goofy smile that gave you butterflies.
“Um, hi I was sent a note with flowers to come here?” You asked.
“Uh, yeah. That was me. I sent the flowers.” He chuckled nervously.
“Wow, well they are very beautiful. What’s your name?”
“Tommy. Tommy Lee. Yours?”
“Y/n. Y/n L/n.” The two of of you shook hands.
“Wanna get a drink?” Tommy asked after a few moments of silence.
“Sure!” You happily replied and he took you over to the small, crowded kitchen and grabbed you a cup of Jack Daniels. You took a few sips before beginning to talk about your band.
You knew Tommy was in a band, of course he was. He was definitely the type.
Tommy couldn’t keep his eyes off you, and his desire for you was growing. The way your tits perfectly fit that tight shirt, the way those short shorts cupped your ass.
Then, he leaned in and kissed you. You were surprised but kissed him back. The two of you pulled away, looking into each others lust blown eyes. “Wanna go to my room?” He asked and you nodded instantly. The drummer chuckled before grabbing your hand and pulling you down the hall into his room. He locked the door before pushing you up against it, making out with you feverishly as his hands roamed your body before finally cupping your tits.
“Mmm Tommy, I don’t think I can wait any longer.” You moaned.
“Are you sure, baby?” The nickname made you even more wet. “Yes, I’m sure.”
And so, he pushed you onto his bed and pulled his shirt over his head. You admired his slender body before doing the same, removing your bra as well. Tommy groaned at the sight of your tits popping our before taking a nipple into his mouth. You were already so sensitive and so this added pleasure sent you over the edge.
“Tommy, please.” You moaned.
“What do you need babygirl?” Fuck, you loved when he called you that.
“I need you to fuck me.” You responded as calmly as you could.
The drummer chuckled before unbuckling his belt and dropped his pants and boxers to the floor. Your eyes widened at the size of his length, wondering if he’d even fit.
“Oh, you’ll take it. You’ll take it just fine.” He chuckled darkly before lining himself up and pushing into you, the two of you moaning at the same time.
“Fuck you’re tight.” He groaned before moving faster. “Mmm Tommy, fuck!” You moaned.
Then, as his movements started getting rougher and faster, he wrapped his hand around your throat and pressed on both sides with his thumb and index finger causing your breath to slow.
You moaned loudly at the action, causing Tommy to chuckle, “Aw you like getting choked don’t you?”
You nodded with a “mhm” before clenching around his cock, your eyes rolling back. Tommy finished not long after you, shooting his hot load inside of you.
He flopped next to you on the bed and pulled you to rest on his chest. The two of you were breathing heavily.
“Did I hurt you?” He asked suddenly.
“No. I liked it.”
“Haha, good. Wanna go out sometime?”
You pressed a kiss to his cheek, “I’d love to.”
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My Kinda Different
Genres: Fluff, Smut (Poorly written)
Pairing: Jongho (Non-idol) X Alt Fem Reader
Warnings: Smut, lots of fluff, I subscribe to the Jongho bear agenda hardcore on this one, switch Jongho, bratty switch reader, reader curses a lot, chocking, ass slapping, squirting, unprotected sex (Use protection and get tested pls), reader calls Jongho “Cubby” derived from the word “cub”, AFAB reader and fem pronouns and names, tried making reader racially inclusive, Cum, drug use(Ac*d mentioned once), dacryphilia (Squint and turn your head to the side) if I’m missing anything please let me know
Author notes: Go easy on me it’s my first idol fic ~_~
Word count: 4.1K (I had a lot to say lol)
Minors dni
Smut starting now:
Loud music playing from your AirPod Max headphones can be heard by everyone sitting near you on the subway. Drawing even more attention to you as if your appearance wasn't loud enough. Carefully torn fishnets paired with stacked knee high black and grey socks that slightly showed over your demonia platform boots. A rather short olive-green cargo skirt you thrifted on your way home last week that you had to get, or you would simply "die". A simple black long sleeve crop top that stops at your pierced belly button. It had a double zipper right down the middle, the zipper at the top and bottom open so the shirt only covers your chest. lots of piercings covered your pretty face of course, it’s so on brand! Double pierced nose, medusa piercing, tongue (middle and snake eye) and eyebrow. Make up very natural with heavy eyeliner and thin 90s brows. With scattered tattoos on your skin. Yeah, you were something to look at.
You sat waiting for your stop with your sketch pad. When the train finally got to your stop you hopped up so excitedly. Everyone confused on how such a dark person can have such a bubbly vibe. Little did they know that you had the best person in the world at home waiting for you. You see, today marked your 1-year anniversary with the most amazing man in the world, Mr. Choi Jongho. Let's go back a bit just to refresh your memory.
You had given up on love after your 100th failed relationship, men and women all the same you tried and tried again they just kept disappointing you. Despite your hard and rough appearance, you deserved love too dammit! Where are your flowers and chocolate? Someone to go see pierce the veil with you. Your rave partner? Even someone to drop acid with? Nope that just wasn't written in the stars for you. That is until one day you were sitting at your favorite cafe working on your art class final project. You had been there for a while. A cafe worker walked up to you handing you a cup with tea in it.
You looked up looking at her with your natural bitch face. "I didn't order anything..."
"O-oh um...I know it's just that uh- the guy over there ordered this to give to you and yeah sorry for bothering you" She sat the cup on the table and hurried back to safety behind the counter.
You rolled your eyes at the workers dramatics and looked at the guy who sent the drink to you. He sat at one of the cafes comfy seating seats with his legs crossed with his phone in one hand and drink in the other. The guy looked like your any day prude. Light brown dress shoes, dark navy-blue slacks, dark grey long sleeve sweater and a button down. He had a really handsome face you had to admit, light brown hair, round framed glasses, a natural duck lip and cute little cheeks. He reminded you of one of the squish mellows you keep on your bed. You walked over to question him bringing your stuff and the drink with you. Once you reach him, he looks up from his phone.
"Oh, come over to join me? A Girl like you I thought I would need to do a bit more convincing than that, but I love the enthusiasm to get to know each other."
You arched your brows.
"The fuck are you talking about? I'm coming over to give you your drink back. I'm not interested." you stuck your hand out with the drink in it.
"That tea is a blend that makes you energized! I know most people assume tea makes you sleepy but that won't. Seems like you were super focused over there, so I decided to order you that. Enjoy!" he smiled at you and you kind of felt your heart throb.
You snapped out of the brief trance that cute smile had on you. "Look dude-"
"Jongho."
"What?"
"My name is Jongho, and yours?"
"What the f- its Y/N and I'm not fucking interested in you or this tea so here." you sat the tea down on the coffee table in front of him as a final protest. He giggles with his cute little smile.
"You're really cute Y/N, I'm going to take you out on a date next week if your free, okay?" he looked you in your eyes, but it looked like he looked directly in your soul.
"Listen Jongho I'm going to put this in terms you'll get. Fuck off."
And from that moment on you began your journey with Jongho. He didn't heed your warning and did the opposite of fucking off and visited you at the cafe everyday buying you new teas to try. You eventually caved and went on the date and the rest was history.
Now it's been a year and you just arrived at your shared apartment. You take your time taking off your clunky Platforms and yell "Baby I'm home."
Jongho appears from the bedroom. "Well, hello beautiful." He has his arms open while walking toward you because he knows that you are going to jump into them. Of course, you do with the world’s biggest smile on your face. You wrap your arms around his neck and squeezed him "Baby I missed you so much ugh please shrink down and live in my boobs or something so I can carry you everywhere." One thing Jongho loved about you is your colorful words and saying.
"If I could you know I would my love, but for now hurry and get dressed I want to take you out." he said as you released him finally.
"Take me out where?" you said with a puzzled look on your face.
"I'm taking you to this speakeasy restaurant that goes until like 3am. They have lots of vintage art and stuff and it's low-key. You'll love it. I'm already dressed so get ready."
Now that he mentioned it you decided to step back and get a good look at him. He had on black dress pants with a black leather belt and a black shirt tucked in with thin white strips. Pairing it all together with black rounded glasses.
"Not bad right? I tried to match your vibe." He kissed on your cheek and winked at you. "Now hurry up and get ready I know you're going to take forever." He slapped you on your ass while walking away.
"Fine, but I don't have anything to wear."
"Baby girl. It's me of course I got you a little something too. Go to the room and change now please and thank you." and that you did. You opened the door to your shared bedroom and on you bed was a dark purple long silk dress with a sexy slit on the side, a brand-new pair of platform heel boots, and lots of accessories to match. Oh, you could die at how good this man treats you. So excited to try on the dress in a hurry and slip on the accessories. When you're done you look in the mirror to check yourself out. Before you could put on your shoes you notice a new plushy has entered you room. A cute bear plushy with X and O for eyes. He had a card attached to him.
"Dear Y/N,
I hope you liked the dress I got you. I'm not much for expressing my feelings well but I hope you know for someone that claims to have such a dark and gloomy energy, you really are the light of my life. Even though you've been told you're “Weird" and "too different". I hope you know you're my kinda different. I love you my sweet baby.
-Love
Your fave plushy"
Oh, you couldn't take it anymore. You loved this man too much. Tears began to fall, and you sat on the bed squeezing the plushy. Jongho walks in just in time.
"I knew you were going to take forever baby come on we have to go to beat the crowd-" He looked up from his watch to see you crying with the plushy. "Ahh, I see you found Bear-ho" he walked over and sat next to you on the bed he wiped your tears while being careful not to smear your "Black as my soul" black liner. You chuckled at the name.
"Is that what you named him?"
"Yeah, you always say these things are your kids so I figured I would get you one so we can have a kid of our own." he smiled at you with the warmest and most endearing smile you think anyone has ever smiled.
"Aww cubby (A nickname you made because he reminds you of a bear) I love this so much how did I ever get this lucky." You leaned in to hug him. You used all your strength to push him down while you hugged him. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me Y/N, please always remember that." He looks you in the eyes and gives you a light peck. "You know in this dress you really look like a vampire queen."
"And you still look like a prude." you pecked his lips back.
"Hey! I like to think that I look very sexy today." he protested.
"Prudes are sexy too baby." You couldn't help yourself and dove back in for another kiss. This time it was more than just a peck. This kiss had love and passion in it. He wrapped his hands around your back to deepen the kiss. You decided to invite your tongue into his mouth, your two tongues now dancing with each other. He was the first one to break the kiss as you made a pouty noise in disappointment.
"Come on baby we have to go if we don't want to be in a huge crowd." He said while he grabbed your chin to make direct eye contact. He knew you; he knew you lost focus of the task at hand but that's why you two work so well. A Ying and Yang relationship, you're chaos and he enjoys it and keeps you in control. When you rage, he calls you cute and pinches your cheeks, when you're moody he gives you lots of cuddles and hugs and when your love for your sweet boyfriend makes you hornier than a sailor that just saw a woman for the first time in a year, he keeps you stable enough to still finish your plans for the day. However, this time may be a bit different. This time he can't control you. You needed him and you need him now and he knew better than anyone that you always get what you want. He knew that because he is the one that always gives it.
"I know but like fuck that place and fuck that crowd. I need to fuck you like right now." You fully climbed on top of him, hiking up your dress to sit comfortably while you place your other leg across him so you could sit on his crotch. You leaned back over him and begin placing hot open mouth kisses on his neck. He sighs while he places both his hands on each side of your ass. He knew if he would continue protesting it would fall on deaf ears.
"You liked your gift that much baby girl?" he started to snake his hands under your dress as he gripped your bare ass and thighs.
"Yes, I did Cubby" you continue the assault on his neck but this time being sure to lick from the middle of the neck to his ears. He lightly groaned, he’s very sensitive there, you wanted to try your best to have full control of the situation. You wanted to show him how much you appreciated him.
"My little Cubby is so sensitive let’s see what else I can lick." you lifted his shirt and started to kiss down his body leaving traces of your black liner and gloss lip combo (Well what was left of it at least). When you got to his chest you stopped at his nipples. "Hmm what about here. "Baby..." before he could say more you lightly licked his left nipple while you brushed the right one very gently with your thumb. He tensed up and made a cute little moan.
"Does my baby have little sensitive nipples? Do you like this Cubby?" You continued to lick and rub them and even added a little sucking action to really turn him on. He bit back his moans not wanting to admit that this felt so good.
"Baby don't hold back I wanna hear you moan too~ I guess I'll just have to stop and leave you like this." his little spoiled baby what was he going to do with you. I guess he had to show you who is really in control here. He gripped you on both sides of your hips and softly tossed you to the side of him.
"Baby why do I always have to show you your place?"
"Because you like doing it and I like annoying you duh!" You loved pushing Jonghos buttons. He is such a prim and proper guy that when he gets out of character it makes you so wet you could practically feel your heat begin to leak. You laid flat on your back and he leaned over you to kiss you deeply again. He kissed you sternly like he was trying to prove a point. While your mouths were entangled with each other his hands moved back under your new dress. He found his way to your clothed core. You had on a lace black butterfly thong you wanted to show off to him later when you got back but plans changed. He feverishly rubbed your pussy over your panties to tease you. You interrupted your kiss with little whimpers and moans.
He moved his fingers up and rubbed your throbbing clit. rubbing small circles on the bulb of nerves. Your moans raised from a soft whisper to a full moan.
"Cubby, I need you."
"How bad do you want my fingers my love?" he continued his devilish little games and picked up the pace on your clit.
"I want them so bad Cubby please finger fuck me already." you said between moans.
"Hey!" He stopped and grabbed your panties from the front and pulled them up. The thong bunched up and squeezed around your clit. You yelped "Watch your mouth, you’re lucky it's a special day and I still want us to make it out or I would stuff that mouth full."
"Oh, fuck you I'll say what I want." As you finished your sentence you felt your pussy clench around the abrupt two fingers that just entered it. You gasped and threw your head back.
"Fuck Cubby."
"Such a pretty face with such a dirty little mouth how tragic." he began to pump the two fingers into your soaking heat. The beautiful sounds of your pussy squelching filled the room.
"Oh, do you hear how wet you are for this prude? Your pussy doesn't think I'm some boring guy."
Teasing you and talking you through an amazing orgasm is 2 things this man specialized in.
“Oh, my fucking God baby please I need to cum so bad.” You started to want him more and more, you needed to touch him to feel grounded. You reach your arms out asking to be held. He didn’t stop his increasing pace in your core, but he did lean down so you could squeeze him tightly.
“My sweet baby, always so mean and cold to everyone but a messy bratty slut for me.” He said sensational in your ear.
He removed his fingers from your wet hole and rubbed on your sensitive clit. You moaned while babbling incoherently. Jongho knows how to make even the simplest sex acts feel even better because he knows what will set you off.
“I’m-I’m so close Cubby.” A stuttering mess all for this man.
He kissed your neck and moved down to your chest. The dress had a ruched top on it which gave him easy access for him to take your chest out, but he wanted to put you to work.
“Pull your pretty tits out for me baby and put them on my tongue.” he stuck his tongue out and you did exactly that. You took out both your pierced boobs and squeezed them together on the sides then perfectly placed both nipples on to his stuck-out tongue. He sucked and swirled both the nipples around in his mouth drooling and getting spit on your dress top. He briefly released them to say:
“I see you are wearing the new bar set I got you, good girl showing off everything I buy for you.” You complained to him that your current nipple rings were boring so being the loving boyfriend he is he bought you a new set. They were silver bars with cute bear heads on each side.
“Has anyone else seen these besides me pretty girl?”
“No Cubby just you and only you.”
“Good baby” He inserted 3 of his fingers into you pulsing heat. Scissoring them in and out while making the “Come here” motion. He licked your nipples and started to alternate between licking and sucking them. You felt your brain stop functioning. This moment was so intense even Jongho started to rut against you.
“I’m about to fucking cum Cubby Ah- “
The knot in your stomach snapped and you felt the rushing sensation ooze out of you. You became a moaning mess, and it made you need him more, your pussy still yearning for his dick in you.
“More please baby, I need you in me now.”
He sighed while getting up to remove his glasses and undo his belt. You took that as your sign to remove your dress, but he stuck his hand pout to stop you.
“Keep it on my love, we still need to go out.” He didn’t want to admit that he really just wanted to fuck you good in that dress because you just look good enough to eat, but maybe he’ll eat you out until you were begging him to stop later. For now, he wanted to fuck you just as bad. You pulled off your wet thong and Jongho pulled his pants and underwear down revealing his hardened cock. He was about 6 inches long with a good amount of girth, his dick was a pretty light brown with a pink tip that matched the natural color of his lips. Jongho sat down on the bed still sitting up his pants and underwear pooling at his ankles showing the tops of his black trouser socks. Jonghos all black outfit was his attempt to match your aesthetic poor baby is so old fashioned he thinks being alt is just wearing all black but his attempts to make you happy makes you love him even more. He patted his thighs signaling you to climb over on top of him. You hiked your dress back up and spread your legs through the slit to place one leg on each side of him as you hovered over his length.
You placed both your hands on his shoulders and began to sink down on his dick slowly to adjust to his size. Little moans falling from your lips once his entire rod was inside you made a “mm mm” sounds and slowly bobbed up and down. Your clit still ringing and over stimulated from your last orgasm you started to rock to make even more friction you had your head down to watch it all happen in real time.
Jongho watched you as you struggled to stay sane, he loved watching his dick turn your brains to mush. He wanted to drive you even crazier. He grabbed your neck and gently pulled you in for a hot and deep kiss. He squeezed your neck softly as the veins in his arms started to bulge out. You sped up your rocking pace moaning into his mouth. He fell back bringing you with him. He placed his other hand under your dress moved it up to reveal your tattooed ass. You had a small bear outline on your butt cheek (You are down BAD for this man), you remember coming home and showing him and he giggled and told you you didn’t need to do that.
“It’s so when we go swimming and shit people know who this ass belongs too.”
“Okay Y/N” He kissed you on your cheek and fucked you senseless that night too.
He fully gripped your ass and lifted his hand to come back down and strike your ass. You moaned more into his mouth as he did it again and again, the final strike you sat up and gripped both his shoulders as you dug your acrylics into him. Your mind was on nothing but fucking him. You started to bounce on his dick with dedication to cumming. His hand stayed around your throat, but he moved his other hand from your ass to your clit to rub circles onto. At that moment you became dick-notized, fully drunk off of the pure ecstasy he made you feel. He bucked his hips to meet your bouncing and pushed his dick even deeper into your cunt. Only whimpers falling from his lips while you had plenty to say.
“Oh, my fucking God Cubby please keep fucking me SHIT I’m about to fucking cum baby.” Tears started to sit at the edge of your eyes because the sensation was just that strong.
“Baby please cum inside me please cum with me and shoot inside me please please please” All you could do was beg at this point as you continued to ride his dick like her was your stead and you were a lone cowgirl in a western movie.
“My sweet baby have I ever told you no? Be good for me and lets cum together.” He said still choking you lightly and rubbing your clit more. Losing yourself in his touch you climax was reaching the very top of the hill.
“Cum for me beautiful, cum all over your Cubby.” Staggered yes’s is all you could say as your orgasm hit you like a truck. It felt like someone turned the faucet on and left it running. You squeezed your eyes shut and when you finally come to your senses you realized you had squirted on Jongho as he blew his load into your dripping wet core. His legs and pants now wet and all you could do is drop down on top of him, sweaty and exhausted. The room was humid and Jongho rubbed your back a few times before bushing you off to the side of him. You groaned as he moved you because his now soft rod fell out of you while the rest of your joined together cum spilled out of you. He removed his shoes and pants and pulled up his wet underwear and walked off. You couldn’t see him anymore, your eyes feeling like they weight 5 tons as you fought to stay awake. You heard the bathroom sink turn on for a minute then back off. Jongho reentered the room, and you felt the bed weigh down behind you. He reached over you, warm towel in hand and wiped around your area then wiped out the remaining cum that sat on the surface.
“Get up so you can get yourself ready and changed baby.” He said when he was done.
“Mmm”
“Y/N”
“I just wanna sleeeeep.” You shook your head no.
“Y/N at least get up to pee and change. Your dress isn’t in the best shape.”
You opened your eyes and looked down, your dress had all kinds of stains and spots from your love making. You rolled your eyes and got up. You walked to the bathroom to pee and remove the dress. You were fully naked when you came back as you bushed your hair into a quick ponytail. Unphased and use to your barbaric ways Jongho handed you an all-black dress from the dresser.
“Here put this on so we can go.”
“I don’t wanna.”
“Why Y/N, what is it now.”
“Let's just stay home tonight and cuddle and watch movies. We can order food and-.”
“Alright alright put on your Pajamas and I’ll order take out.”
You raised your hands. “Yay!” you ran over and jumped on top of him.
“Clothes Y/N! Clothes”
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