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nothomegal · 7 months

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"Safe and sound"

(Pyramid Head x GN Reader)

Summary: after being caught and claimed by the executioner, Silent Hill became a rather tranquil for you. However, a one particular entity, or rather entities, of this town kept bugging you anyways... Pun no intended.

Warning: mention of bugs and/or insects crawl on (Y/N)(?)

World count: 1.2k (kinda short ik hshalsdha)

(sorry if this is freaky, but I literaly dreamed about something similar and I just had to write it down hahdajkdha)

Waking up in this place is a bittersweet experience, on one hand, it's nice to wake up with some extra energy to tolerate the surrounding nonsense, but on the other one, it hurts and sucks to realize that one is still trapped in this hellhole. And today, (Y/N) woke up with the negative thought, but the sight of the broad muscular chest of their lover made their 'morning' a bit better, and also more flustering.

The shift from sleepy and grumpy to shy and akward seemed to amuse the beast, as he let out an low rumble, which resembled a purr.

—"Y-Yeah yeah... Good morning to you too."— you say a bit shy, looking away and gripping his clothes.

Though they don't look away for too long, because soon a large hand grabs their jaw and moves their head just enough for Pyra to see their face. Oh how much he adored that flustered and innocent expression of theirs, a great contrast from the faces of pain and horror he've seen on his daily basis before meeting (and then pursuing) (Y/N).

The mentioned person simply stares back at his massive metal helmet, slowly and involuntarily melting into his warm touch.

—"Do you really like to stare at my face so much?"—

As an answer, Pyra gives them a little squeeze on their cheeks and let out another low amused purr when (Y/N) tries to pull away.

—"He-Hey! Nyo, shtop!"—

Pyra messes with them for a bit longer, clearly enjoying to see them getting upset as they speak funny. This little playfight ends up with the beast wrapping his arms around his little human and pulling them back against his torso, letting them know that he's not ready to let them go, not just yet.

(Y/N) simply sighs and accepts their fate, this is still better than having their face licked and end up with saliva all over it. They start to get comfortable but...

—"Ah...- Aah-!"— you yelp suddenly as your body shivers violently.

Pyra instantly let go of them, allowing (Y/N) to sit up and put their hand underneath their shirt to then pull it out, holding...

A creeper.

That goddamn stupid roach-

—"AGH! For fuck's sake!"— you exclaim as you throw the insect against a wall.

Call this animal cruelty or whatever, but when these little shits keep crawling under your clothes and shirt every damn time you lay down and doze off for a moment, one kinda becomes annoyed with it. And feel their insect limbs and scaly body cling and brush against your soft skin or make the low hissing noises whenever you try to pull them away is straight up disgusting! Ew!

(Y/N) then lift their shirt, to make sure they spot any sneaky ones, and of course there is another one because life sucks. Yet this one resulted to be more stubborn.

—"Ugh, just get off! Is there really no other creature whose warmth you could leach on?!"— you grumble angrily as you try to shake the insect away, yet it kept clinging to your sleeve tightly.

Thankfully their struggles didn't last long, a single growl from the massive beast was enough to set the little roach-like thing into flee, quickly crawling away from them and disappearing into a random crack on the wall.

After a second check and coming out clean, (Y/N) let out a relieved sigh as they fix their clothes a bit.

—"Thanks... Sorry for the yelling, but I'm just tired of waking up with these little shits on me."— you admit tiredly. —"I mean, I'm no snowflake and definetely can handle them crawling on me, but when they go under my shirt..."— you instinctively shiver after mentioning that.

Pyra does nothing at first, not even a movement or a sound. (Y/N) knows that sometimes he goes into this stiff position, and it never fails to kinda freak them out because it's impossible to tell if he's thinking or holding back his anger.

He eventually moves, which caused them to flinch a bit because it was way too sudden. Pyra then began to slowly uncover his torso by opening the upper part of his vest while (Y/N) simply stares at him with a confused and kinda concerned expression, oh god don't tell his possesion over them made him feel lustful again-.

Luckly, Pyra seems not interested in any heated activities (for now). He remains completely still again with his vest opened, revealing his torso all the way down to his toned and scarred abdomen as he 'stares' back at (Y/N), like expecting them to do something.

They remain quiet and hesitant, eyes flickering between his torso and his helmet until it finally clicks.

—"Hold up... You want me to get in there?"— you raise your brow.

A metallic clank resonated from Pyra as he tilts his helmet slightly, movement resembling a nod. (Y/N) blinks a couple of times before doing as told, they're not sure what Pyra's plan is but they won't question it, and if he wanted to take them he'd ripped off their clothes a while ago-.

They slowly slide inside of his vest, their body getting a little spine chill at the sudden warmth of the beast's bare skin, it feels even warmer when exposed. They settle down, their head resting on his chest and their body slightly curled in a ball. The monster then closes his vest, wrapping the clothes around (Y/N) and keeping it closed with his arms wrapped around their smaller form.

Do you know how an owner sometimes let their cat hand out inside of their shirt? Well this is basically the same, but instead of the owner and a cat, it's a giant piramid headed beast and his little lovely human (Y/N).

Despite how weird of an idea it may seem, this is incredibly comfortable and cozy, (Y/N) just can't help but to nuzzle into Pyra's chest as they let out a content hum.

—"Not gonna lie, that's a very clever idea."— you momentarily stop nuzzling, then give a small kiss on one of his pecs before comfortably settling in place again. —"Thank you, really."—

A pleased rumble resonated from Pyra's helmet, making his chest and (Y/N) vibrate a bit. They slowly start to doze off again, and the little gentle nuzzling from the beast against their back isn't making their task to stay awake any easier. The sound of his breathing also resulted incredibly soothing, the way his chest raise and fall with each large breath he takes only lulls them further into sleep.

They feel one large hand slide up and rest in the back of their head, pressing them further against him in a protective manner. They involuntarely smile, childishly grin at the though of them being the only living thing to ever witness and experience this side of the fearsome executioner, who will do anything to keep other creatures away from them, him being the one and only allowed to be this close to (Y/N).

A sane mind would tell that such obsession and posessiveness is absolutely awful, but who said (Y/N) is sane? They lost it the moment they accepted to be taken away by the monster, or maybe they never even had any sanity in the first place! Who knows? Who cares? They surely not, not when they can enjoy being in the beast's arms, bathing in his warmth, listening his heartbeat...

Being kept truly safe and sound.

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06sunnybunny06 · 23 days

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The lights go out (Diluc)

The moment Diluc appeared in your life did not portend anything bad. A respectable gentleman with a rich history and a business of creating high-quality wine. As a man, he was quite gallant. It seemed that the red hair could flare up like his eyes. Always neat clothes, even in the role of a bartender, looked gorgeous, hugging a muscular body. His calm character gave his appearance a bit of mystery. In general, any lady will lose her head for such an enviable bachelor.

What else can I say about someone who treats your drunken nonsense with understanding and calmness. Which made you feel ashamed afterwards. As an apology, you could only cook some kind of dish. With your modest budget, you won't be able to keep up with gifts. Especially for a man who has everything. There was still some way to survive until the next paycheck. Diluc politely refused, but your persistence did not give him a chance. The guy was embarrassed, but also grateful. It was not uncommon for him to skip lunch because of his busy schedule.

Over time, a good friend of the bartender turned into a good friend. Your conversations have become more open. Sometimes you were invited for a little walk. Which is surprising, considering his busy schedule, but how can you refuse your friend? Recently, parcels without the sender's name began to be delivered to your doorstep. They contained small gifts. Your neighbor, when she saw another box in your hands, sighed languidly. "It looks like our t/i has a secret admirer. How romantic!"

You were awkwardly scratching your head, knowing who the sender might be. Your friend only apologized for not giving his name to this suspicion, since he has many enemies. And that could be a problem. He didn't hear you at all awkwardly mention that it was too much and too expensive to give something in return.

You liked Diluc, I don't look at his slight detachment. It seemed that the man was carrying more weight on his shoulders than could be seen from the outside. It didn't interfere with your friendship in any way. All people have secrets. There is no person who would not hide skeletons in the closet.

It seemed like your relationship was more like a couple in love than friendship. But the thoughts in your head kept nagging at you, because you didn't match his status in any way. An ordinary person with ordinary problems….Jean could be suitable for this role. She not only occupies a high position, but is also strong, intelligent, and also perfectly beautiful. It is rumored that she and Diluc often played together as children. An ideal candidate for the role of his wife…

Such thoughts could drive you crazy, but reality is completely different from fairy tales. Every relationship can end before it even starts. And feeling that my heart involuntarily begins to flutter at the sight of a red-haired man. You decided to stop it before the feelings tore your heart into small pieces.

Lately, Diluc has stopped observing your presence. It seemed like forever since you greeted him with a bright smile after working days. The man wondered if he had done something wrong the last time you met. You were just acting weird. No, rather detached. He decided to find out about it face to face. His concern for you has become almost the norm in everyday life.

Unfortunately, the weather foreshadowed a thunderstorm. Huge black clouds covered the sky like a blanket. Diluc already wanted to go home until he met the little owner of a small flower shop. You were just working for her. What was his surprise when Flora told him that you went in search of wind asters in the direction of the Valley of the Winds. Your absence meant that you hadn't returned yet.

I hope she will come back soon or she can hide somewhere. It's going to rain heavily. No matter how it gets to the storm. Even the flowers have closed their buds.

The girl left Diluc in a hurry, completely not noticing his dumbfounded face. The body did not move arbitrarily in the right direction. There was only one thought in my head: "You're in danger." He wanted to scream, knock down the first tree he saw, or hit someone. He couldn't stop. Fear has already clearly painted every case of your death. Now his visions could become reality.

Damn it. The first drops were felt on the skin. There were more of them with every step. A few minutes later, a clap of thunder hit my ears. It's bad. You're afraid of a thunderstorm. It was only by a miracle that through the haze he could see the overturned basket on the ground. Asters are scattered around. After walking a little further, he found a small depression between the stones. Your body was huddled there. Like a squirrel in a hollow tree. At that moment, a sigh of relief escaped from Diluc. You're alive.

You couldn't figure out how you got home. I remembered how Flora had talked about the lack of asters. You decided to go in search of them in order to somehow distract yourself from thoughts of Diluc. A thunderstorm came by the way, and it seems that you even found a place to hide and maybe fell asleep. But there are no memories left in my head of how you came home. Although it doesn't look like your house.

Are you finally awake?

That voice made you jump. The man you were trying to avoid was sitting on a chair next to the bed. Fatigue and lack of sleep were clearly visible on his face.

Diluc…

The guy sighed heavily, hiding his eyes in his palm. "I almost lost my mind while I was looking for you. Plus you were down with a fever for four days and I panicked even more when I couldn't wake you up. Why did you even go to the devil knows where before the storm?"

It's just that Flora needed flowers to sell, so I decided…

What the hell kind of flowers?!

It was not a scream, but the roar of a desperate beast. He literally made your body freeze. Diluc has never been so scary before. He was scared of his own voice when he noticed the fear in your eyes.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you…. but the fact remains. You put yourself in danger. Is it worth risking your life for such pennies? How can I leave you if you can't even take care of yourself?

He scolded you like a strict parent for a little, wayward daughter. But he wasn't your parent. This is a person you may love, which makes you blush even more on an already red face.

I'm sorry…- that's all you could say.

It seemed like an eternity had passed when the heavy wooden chair creaked. Diluc stood up, heading for the door. You couldn't leave it like that again. Maybe this will be the only chance to confess to him.

Diluc….

From today on, thisplace is your new home. He said it without even turning around, causing your body to freeze on the spot. Diluc went out, letting the light from the corridor into the room. You managed to make out his serious face and completely extinguished eyes. "I'm sorry, but it's for your own good..

And the door closed, taking away the last bits of light. At that moment, my heart sank…

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braveclementine · 6 days

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October 22- Mirror Sex (Legolas) 💙

Warnings: 18+ readers only, angst, mirror sex, prince kink, princess kink, oral sex

Copyright: I do not own Legolas or any other LOTR characters. Annerose is a made up character, but she's barely mentioned and I don't own names either. I also do not condone any copying of this.

You gazed as the gorgeous man in front of you. Well, not so much of a man as he was an elf, one of the ancient race and you knew there was a difference- to them of course. Such a difference that the relationship between you and Legolas was kept a secret. It wasn't entirely forbidden, but Legolas was the son of an elf King.

Your eyes trailed down his body. He had the perfect physique- as all of the elven men and women seemed to. Thin, but still fit and muscular. Long luscious blond hair and a pretty face, but still manly at the same time.

You always felt rather. . . well ugly was a blunt word, but it still fit. Unflattering, perhaps. You knew among common mortals- as Legolas might put it- you were decently pretty, even in your own eyes, but amongst the elves. . .

Legolas was a man and beautiful. The women were something completely different. You still didn't know how Legolas could prefer you when he had so many female elves that would love to court with him.

"You're staring." Legolas murmured softly, feeling your eyes burning into him. He opened them, his brown eyes meeting your E/C ones. Though you looked away, he could still read the emotions in them, sliding a hand across your hand. "Y/N, you are beautiful."

You flushed, looking away completely. It was very easy for him to say it, of course. But it didn't mean anything. Not when you couldn't see it yourself.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door. Always self-conscious of the maid that came in to serve the two of you, you quickly slumped back into the sheets, feigning sleep while Legolas chuckled softly.

You knew which elf it was the minute he greeted her by name. The elf with the silvery blue hair and large purple eyes. She was so beautiful you couldn't even believe she was a maid and even more surprised that Legolas had not had any sort of relations with her before meeting you. It had been rumored that they had, after all. But Legolas always told you the truth about whatever you asked. If he said they hadn't, then they hadn't.

"Good morning my Prince." Annerose murmured softly, the sounds of clinking dishes being set on a tray near the bed.

"Good morning Annerose." Legolas murmured back quietly, his hand landing gently on your shoulder blades.

"Um, my Prince!" Annerose said quickly, as though wanting to speak before you woke up, "I. . . there have been. . . well pardon me if this sounds forward. But you are our future King and some of the other servants. . . we've been worried about you."

"Oh?" Legolas questioned. You could heard the curiosity in his voice. "For what reason?"

Annerose hesitated a long time before saying rather meekly. "I know this is rather forward of me, my Prince, and I'm sorry if this comes across as rude, but we have been worried if. . . if you are satisfied."

Your cheeks burned and Legolas hand stopped rubbing circles on your back. You held back anything you wanted to say or do, keeping up the pretense of sleep.

Legolas responded easily. "I can assure you that it is a needless worried. I am very satisfied, Annerose."

"Ah." Annerose sounded unhappy with this, but of course would never say so. "I'm glad my Prince. Well, if there is ever anything else, you shall ring the bell."

"Of course. Thank you." Legolas said, the edge of his tone clearly dismissive and then suddenly called out, "Annerose!"

"Yes, my Prince?" Her tone had the slightest hint of hope in it.

"Please, to clear all conscious and worries, let the others know that Y/N is to be my wife. They need not worry with my love, she is all I shall ever want." Legolas said.

Annerose said nothing more, leaving the room, the door closing behind her quietly.

Legolas said nothing, his hand leaving your back and you felt the bed dip as he got off of it, presumably to go and get the breakfast. You stayed laying where you were, hoping to fall back into an endless sleep and get away from the humiliation.

The bed dipped again, long lithe arms pulling you back against his chest. A sob had gotten stuck in your throat and you didn't dare let it out, so you kept your lips shut firmly, trying to even out your breathing.

"I know you're not asleep." Legolas murmured, stroking your hair back. "And I know her words hurt you. I'm sorry they were so thoughtless, my love."

You swallowed the sob down and once the lump was gone, you murmured softly. "I'm alright. Just tired."

"No you're not." Legolas saw right through you. "I know exactly what you need."

He started to kiss down the back of your spine, his lips leaving a feather trail of burning spots. His hands caressed you and when you finally opened your eyes, he picked you up, swinging you over to sit you on the end of the bed.

"Look." He murmured softly, looking straight at something, and then you realized that it was your reflection. The two of you were reflected in the tall, body-length mirror that sat in front of his bed. Gilded and wrought with silver and emeralds, your reflections were clear as day.

You were painfully aware of how plain you looked next to him and averted your eyes down to the carpet in front of the bed, but Legolas wasn't having any of it. His fingers lifted your chin until you were looking directly at the two of you again.

"What do you see?" Legolas asked softly, kissing the side of your neck, before meeting your eyes in the mirror.

"I see myself. And I see you." You stated stubbornly.

Legolas didn't back down. "How do you think of me?"

"You're gloriously beautiful." You replied immediately. "You're so ageless and fair, there's a gay light in your eyes at all times. Your hair is so silky and smooth, it glows. But you're also as regal as your father."

"And how do you think of yourself?" Legolas fingers were rubbing circles on the inside of your thigh now, slightly distracting you.

"Well, I haven't prettied myself up, so I look rather plain." You admitted, figuring that this was the game you were playing and it was time to put everything out in the open. "But then again, next to you, I'm always plain. I don't have any of your light and I don't have any elvish beauty. I wish I did. Annerose is so beautiful Legolas, I don't know how you didn't fall for her instead."

"Because she's not you." Legolas whispered, pulling the sheets away from your body so that you were exposed- the two of you having fallen asleep naked last night. You flushed a little as he ran his fingers through your H/C mons, before sliding two fingers into your cunt.

Legolas got off the bed, sliding to the floor in front of you. "Y/N, you're going to look into the mirror the entire time. You will not look away, you will not close your eyes, you will only look at yourself and focus on my words. You don't have to ask for permission or say anything at all. Your safe word is still in use, understand?"

"Yes." You murmured, letting your eyes stray down for a second, looking at the glorious Prince on his knees before you, before letting your eyes move back up to your own face.

Legolas licked a stripe through your folds, your legs shaking a little, threatening to close around his head.

"You know what I see?" Legolas asked, before diving back in for his feast. Though you knew that you didn't have to answer, you couldn't help the slightly snarky retort that rolled off your tongue.

"A human?"

Legolas lightly pinched the inside of your thigh, but otherwise didn't comment. He pulled away, replacing his tongue with his fingers and answered instead, "I see a beautiful young woman. Your hair shines in the sun, and when you have it down, it curls around your face, framing it, so that it softens your features."

You wanted to look down at him, but kept your eyes focused on the mirror, looking at yourself. It was the one thing Legolas had commanded from you, so you wanted to make sure you followed through.

"You have a different beauty." Legolas continued, placing light kisses on the inside of your thighs. "Something no elf has, even me. Mortal beauty Y/N. You are beautiful as a human and you don't even realize it."

'Well of course not.' You thought inside your head, staring into your own eyes, which reflected a bitter sadness back at you. 'Have you seen yourself?'

Legolas seemed to feel your emotions because he kissed the inside of your thigh and said, "Look. Look at yourself Princess."

Your heart fluttered with the nickname and you watched your cheeks redden just a tad. A new light was in your eyes as pleasure started to coil in your abdomen. One of your small hands came into view as you placed it lightly on Legolas' fair hair. You watched your slender fingers slide into his locks as he latched back onto your cunt.

You watched your own eyes widen, glistening lips parting a little as you let out a moan.

"Look how beautiful you are." Legolas mumbled, muffled slightly as he didn't let up eating you out. You let out another moan, his words causing vibrations against your lower lips. Your legs shook and you could see your cheeks turning pinker.

"My Prince. . ." You moaned, voice quavering as you started to read the apex of your orgasm. Legolas looked beautiful between your legs, your hand tightening in his hair, the golden-white locks bunching up. He looked almost disheveled now, if that was possible. . . and it was because of you.

Your eyes were even brighter now, almost glazed as you reached your pleasure, which felt like fire across your veins. Your body shook and you watched yourself in the mirror once more, before collapsing against the bed so that you could relax.

You stared up at Legolas as he knelt next to you, smiling a little like you were the most adorable thing he'd seen on Middle Earth. His hand stroked your cheek until you finally smiled back at him.

"Did you see your beauty?" Legolas asked softly.

You knew what he meant and you could see it. He was right, it was a different sort of beauty than perhaps he was thinking about, but it was beauty.

"Yes." You whispered.

"Do you know why you're mine?" Legolas whispered.

You blushed at that. "You love me."

"Exactly." Legolas said, picking you up into his arms now, cradling you as he brought you over to sit with the food so the two of you could eat. "I love you."

You burrowed into his side, glancing up and seeing the two of you in the mirror again. You smiled at your reflection and then said to Legolas, "I love you too."

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angelfandomfan · 2 months

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note: I think i will start writting maybe a little thing Warnings: Bad english (because i'm french and it's my first time writting a story IN ENGLISH), blood, maybe death, kidnapping mention yay, weak ALSO, IF SOMEONE WANT ME TO WRITE SOMETHING ELSE- ASK MEH

Yandere!hunter X monster reader -----------------------------------------------

It is a story about a big scary monster that lived in the woods, a monster that had three eyes and wings that looked like demon's wings, the monster eats children! Says the old woman, some peoples belived for this story; and you did. Before being turned into one.. Before, you were a beautiful lady, with a lot of ease in your life, you had enough money to live easily, you were kind to everyone.. helped everyone.. before knowing that they were just using you- Just because THEY were lazy, the day you turned into a monster is when you helped an old lady and you suspected her to be a witch because of course she was showing some clues and when you hold here hand to help her, you got an huge pain and you just turned into a monster, so you just ran into a forest. And now that peoples saw YOU in your monster form, they were scared, so scared that now they engaged a hunter to kill you! TO KILL YOU! SERIOUSLY!! The so called hunter, you heard from eavesdropping was called Lucian, and he was now tracking you in the woods, you had before a lot of hunters that tried to kill you but they all died because of their own traps or because you pushed them on a trap because you were doing self defence, and people just won't understand! You had to suffer because of THEM, OF. SIMPLE. VILLAGERS.

You really were angry at them, but you couldn't do anything because YOU are the so called monster, but why, WHY DO YOU HAVE TO SUFFER?, YOU DID NOTHING WRONG. So, to calm yourself you decided to go toward a lake and to drink in it, but why? Because now that you turned into a "monster" you could now drink water directly from the lake, and also because you were a part deer, that crazy right? you had antlers. FUCKING. ANTLERS.

At first you were scared, to find out that you had antlers, but now.. not really like you got used to it. So now let talk about Lucian Lucian, is a tall, muscular guy and he's also a serious person, you also tried to stalk him a little but you don't know how but he always manage to find you, but you always run away before he could do anything. Lucian, him was dumbfounded (or dump, idk) the first moment he saw you, oh gosh you were so beautiful, a beautiful skin and eyes, oh gosh he just want you.. to possess you.. just for him. He doesn't care that the villagers will be mad at him, he just want you.

The first time he met you, he was walking through the woods to hunt you with his crossbow and when he saw a sort of deer on two legs he aimed it and then shot, but then the moment he shot he saw your visage, your beautiful face. Oh gosh he was so sorry that he hurted you with an arrow of his crossbow, if he knew and saw your face before shooting, you wouldn't been hurt.

YOU WOULDN'T BEEN HURT.

And he kept saying this to his mind until he finally stops, you were bleeding because of him.

And so Lucian kept stalking you, over and over just to know more about you. He was scared to scare you if he tried to talk to you, so he was just stalking you, and he liked when YOU were stalking him, oh gosh it was so cute. And he decided to give you food everydays, again and again, until you finally start eating the food he was giving you, on a plate, and little by little he was getting closer to you, before he was 15 metters from you, then 10, then 5 then 2, then 1. Oh gosh, he really liked to be SO close from you, and that you didn't run away, little did you know that he was feeding you something that was making you weaker every days you were eating the food, you were feeling weak, and Lucian just told you that you were maybe not digesting at all because you didn't eating this food long time ago. But that in reality, Lucian was making you weak only to be able to kidnap you with you that won't be able to escape. So he did this, the day where you were finally extremelly weak, he picked you up and started walking away with you, oh gosh you were going to be with him forever. "You will never be able to escape me, my little deer~"

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 7 months

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Note: requested by an anon! thank you so much for your patience, I hope it's worth the wait. also shout out to @neonhairspray for letting me use her name in this fic ;)

extra note: the taglist seems to not work properly lately, I am aware of this, as it is happening to me as well. I am also not getting many notifications, not just tags, but also for reblogs and comments. I am very sorry if it seems like I am ignoring you, trust me, I am not!

Warnings: 18+! angst, brief smut, little bit of fluff. mention of pregnancy.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: A regular hook up with Sihtric didn't go as usual.

wordcount: 3,5k

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'Tell me what the fuck I did to you to deserve this!'

'Thanks, sweetheart,' Sihtric smiled and kissed your forehead, 'that was really nice, as always,' he chuckled, 'I'll call you, okay?'

'Yeah,' you smiled, still shaking on your legs as you walked him to your front door, 'thank you too,' you said, 'see you around.'

'See you,' Sihtric winked and got in his car.

You closed the door and went back upstairs to shower, after which you'd get some sleep, as it was late at night already.

And that's just how it always went. Sihtric texted you, or you texted him, you'd meet up at either his place or yours, you'd fuck each other senseless for however long needed, and then you'd both go your own way again. Most people would call what you had with Sihtric "friends with benefits", but it wasn't that. You had only met him because of a mutual friend, during a night out, after which you had landed in his bed.

And after that night you simply kept hooking up, but there was no friendship. In fact, you actually knew nothing about Sihtric, except for where he lives, and that he's hot, as well as a beast in bed. You knew his kinks and the way he likes his dirty talk, but you had no idea what kind of job he had, if he even had one, you didn't know what his personality really was like or if he was sleeping with other people, besides you. You didn't know and you also didn't care. Sihtric, with his short, dark hair with the shaved sides and his insanely muscular body, was just a good fuck. And that's all you both seemed to care about.

You only contacted each other to hook up, and it was only a few days later that Sihtric called you again.

'Fuck,' Sihtric moaned, 'yeah, just like that baby girl,' he breathed and threw his head back in your pillow, 'oh, don't stop you dirty girl,' he laughed as he looked up into your eyes.

You grinned while looking down at him, riding him exactly the way you knew would make him lose his mind. His big, warm hands held your hips, while you rested your hands on his broad chest to support yourself. If you'd been looking for a serious relationship, you'd almost believe Sihtric was made for you, and he thought the same, but he would never say it.

Because there was no relationship, and neither of you ever showed a sign that there would ever be anything of a relationship between the two of you.

'Yeah, you like that, don't you?' you teased, feeling his hands take on a bruising grip on your hips.

'Yeah,' Sihtric smiled as he bit down on his lip, then bucked his hips into you while you were on top, 'yeah, I really fucking like that,' he moaned.

'Fuck me like a good boy,' you breathed, to which Sihtric growled desperately and took you harder, and faster.

Then, with a deep and heavy moan Sihtric spilled inside you, as he fucked you through your own orgasm. And it was only moments later, when he pulled out, that you both found out the condom had been ripped at some point.

'Oh,' you said, with big eyes, 'it… it should be fine.'

'You're on birth control too, right?' Sihtric asked after a few minutes, slightly worried while he put on his shoes.

'Yeah,' you sort of lied.

Well, you didn't really lie, you were on birth control, but you had been a little sloppy with taking the pill lately, knowing you didn't have unprotected sex with him anyway.

'Okay,' Sihtric said and sighed with relief, 'good. I like kids, but I'm absolutely not ready to be a dad yet,' he chuckled, 'dodged a bullet there, huh, sweetheart?'

'Don't worry,' you laughed.

What are the odds, you thought. Sihtric put his shirt back on, raked his tattooed fingers through his short hair and leaned in to kiss your cheek.

'I better get going, no need to walk me to the door,' Sihtric said softly, knowing your legs had gotten quite the workout moments ago, 'thank you for tonight, I really needed it,' he smiled and pecked your cheek again, 'you're always so good to me, baby girl. You know exactly how I like it, you're truly a blessing,' he whispered and gave you a quick wink, 'I'll call you, okay, baby?'

'Yeah, okay,' you smiled and felt yourself blush.

Despite not being close, apart from sex, Sihtric definitely had a cheek-reddening effect on you with his impressive appearance, flirtatious behaviour and his smooth voice.

'See you around,' you said with a grin.

'Definitely, pretty lady,' Sihtric winked again and gave you a sly smile, before he walked out of your bedroom and let himself out of your home.

In his car, on the drive back to his own place, he cursed himself for being too afraid to tell you he actually wants more with you. He wanted to take you out on a proper date, really getting to know you outside of the bedroom. He had been meaning to ask you out for weeks already, but he was terrified to be rejected by you, after months and months of just having sex.

Meanwhile, you downplayed your own feelings for Sihtric when he had left, took a shower again and went to bed.

And as your upcoming few weeks were kinda busy, you had to disappoint Sihtric a few times by answering his call and telling him you weren't in town.

'I promise I'll call you when I'm back home again,' you said on the phone.

'Promise?' Sihtric asked, you could even hear his soft smile by the way he spoke, 'don't keep me waiting much longer, baby girl,' he said with a cheeky tone, 'been thinking of that cute butt of yours a lot lately.'

'Behave!' you laughed, 'and I promise. But, hey, gotta run now, Sihtric, work's calling. I'll see you soon.'

'You better,' Sihtric said before you both ended the call and went about your day.

If only you knew how much Sihtric was longing to see you again, after finally having gathered the courage to ask you out next time he'd see you.

And if only Sihtric knew that you would never call him again.

5 years later.

Two weeks after that last booty call you found out you were pregnant and, remembering Sihtric told you he was not ready to be a father, you panicked. You considered your options. You didn't have the heart to get an abortion, but you were also terrified to face Sihtric again, in fear of you and your child being rejected by him. In your full state of panic you blocked Sihtric's number. And when he showed up at your door a few weeks later, only because he was seriously worried about the woman he had fallen in love with who seemed to have vanished, you had kept yourself hidden in your kitchen until you heard him slam his car door shut and drive off.

Then, you did the worst thing you could possibly do; you moved away, about two towns over, without ever telling Sihtric. And next spring you gave birth to his child, without his knowledge.

Being a single mother was hard, and multiple times you thought about reaching out to Sihtric, but years had passed already and you knew he would probably not take this news well. You eventually got a job at a cute little coffee shop while your, now 4 year old, son stayed with an aunt of yours during the day. She'd bring your son, Ragnar, to the coffee shop every day just before your shift was over, so you could take him home.

And today was just like any other day. You only had twenty minutes left of your shift when you were asked to bring an order 'that hot guy with the sunglasses who's seated at the window,' as your colleague and best friend, Sandra, described the customer.

You did what you were asked and placed the large cup of coffee on the table of the hot guy, who was wearing a black beanie and had his eyes hidden behind his black sunglasses. He was very well built, his broad shoulders clearly visible underneath the black denim jacket he was wearing, under which he wore a dark hoodie. You saw he had a good, well kept goatee, and from the slight glimpse you got of him you had to admit; Sandra was right. He was kinda hot from what you could see.

'Enjoy your coffee,' you smiled and turned to walk away.

You didn't know that the hot guy had been staring at you from behind his shades for minutes already, ever since you caught his eye.

'Do I know you, lady?' he suddenly asked.

You froze, your back still turned to him. You had almost dropped the empty cup you held when you heard the sound of his voice. The smooth, soft, low voice you could never forget, because you had heard it so close to your ear uncountable times. But it surely couldn't be him…

You cleared your throat and gave the man a quick smile as you faced him.

'I doubt it,' you said politely and turned on your heels again.

'Baby girl?' the man said and jumped up, his chair making an awfully loud noise as it scraped over the floor with force.

You froze again, feeling your knees starting to shake underneath you and you turned to face him again, staring at him with wide eyes.

'S… Sihtric?' you barely whispered.

'So it is you,' Sihtric smiled softly and took off his sunglasses, revealing the scar on his cheekbone you recognised right away.

He took one big step and towered over you, gazing down into your eyes. He took your chin in his hand and kissed your cheek, like he used to when he'd meet up with you, years ago.

'How… how have you been?' Sihtric asked, quietly, but you could clearly hear a faint tremble in his voice while his mismatched eyes darted all over your face, 'you- you just disappeared,' he said, 'w-why?Why did you never call again or... or-''

'Sihtric,' you breathed, your cheeks heated up and your hands trembled, 'I… I'm sorry, but I'm at work… I can't talk right now-'

'Mommy!' Ragnar ran in and your aunt followed behind him.

You looked startled, then quickly used your son distracting Sihtric as your way to get out of the situation.

'Mommy?' Sihtric mumbled and he furrowed his brow as he looked at the child running towards you, 'hey, no, wait!' Sihtric said and grabbed your arm as you tried to sneak away, 'you have a son?' he asked, his eyes were suddenly huge and vulnurable, 'did… did you leave because you met someone? Why- why didn't you tell me?'

'Sihtric, please,' you said, 'it's… I have to go.'

You tried to pull out of his grip but, instead of letting go, Sihtric only held onto your firmer.

'No, please,' he begged, not wanting to lose you again, 'I need to know-'

'Sihtric, let go of me, please,' you hissed, trying to be quiet, but at this point everyone in the coffee shop was already staring at the two of you.

'Baby girl, please,' Sihtric pleaded, 'what… I need to know what happened between us.'

'It's…' you stammered, desperately wanting to tell him the truth, but you couldn't, 'I have to go,' you said, panicked, and you broke out of his grip.

'No, wait!' Sihtric raised his voice, but it was already too late.

Your shift was over and you had already thrown your apron on the counter, you pushed past your aunt and made haste to walk out of the coffee shop, with your son. With Sihtric's son. And tears crept up as you picked up Ragnar to cross the street, leaving Sihtric behind once again without any explanation, something you hoped you would never have to do again, as it had caused you to live with a broken heart ever since.

And once again, it had all been your own doing, because you couldn't face him.

Later that evening, Sandra texted you after having witnessed the strange encounter at work.

Sandra: are you okay? What happened at work?

Sandra: did you know that guy? Did he bother you? He asked for your number after you had left, but I didn't give it… he seemed really hurt. Confused even, it was kind of scary… after you left he paced back and forth for a while in the shop, talking quietly to himself as he looked really distressed

Sandra: eventually he walked out, I think he was crying? We were really concerned about you

Sandra: the hot guys are always weirdos huh?

You: I'm okay, thank you

You: but yeah… I know him. it's a long story really. And he has my number, actually…

You: promise you won't tell anyone what I'm going to tell you now?

Sandra: of course, you know your secrets are safe with me

And so you finally told someone, for the first time in your life, about the father of your son and what you had done to him.

Your friend was shocked and tried to convince you to meet up with Sihtric, but you just couldn't. Without pressuring you, she urged you to think about Ragnar too, how he deserved to know who his father was. And she reminded you that Sihtric deserved to know he had a son. You knew Sandra was right and agreed to think about it, but now, you just wanted to sleep. Because you hoped to wake up from this nightmare.

Meanwhile, Sihtric was home again too, after he had randomly gone for a drive and happened to end up at the one place you were at. And as he was completely devastated by how you had run from him, again, he went over the events as he laid in bed, with his eyes closed, fighting his tears. He tried to understand your behaviour. He tried to understand why you had left in the first place. He tried to remember what had happened the last time he had seen you, even though it had been so long ago.

And when he suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, it all clicked.

Your shift the next day went terribly slow. You had barely slept so, naturally, you were exhausted. To make things worse, your friend wasn't working today, so you had no one you could talk to about your current issue.

Hours and hours later, when your shift was over, you took off your apron and grabbed your jacket. You had asked your aunt if Ragnar could stay for dinner with her, as you needed a moment to yourself after work. But then, when you walked out of the coffee shop, you realised you would not have a quiet evening.

'Sihtric?' you gasped and froze when you saw him, waiting for you outside the shop, 'what- why are you here-'

'Please,' Sihtric said, as calm as he could while he stepped closer, 'please, talk to me.'

You stared up into his questioning eyes, and became overwhelmed with emotions. Part of you wanted to grab his face and kiss him as if it was the last thing you'd ever do, part of you wanted to tell him the truth about his son, and another part of you wanted to run away and hide. And you tried the latter. You almost sprinted away from Sihtric, around the corner, hoping you could run home. But Sihtric was fast, and even stronger than you remembered, so without any struggle he grabbed your arm and pulled you into a darkened alley, where he slammed you against the wall.

'Talk to me!' Sihtric growled.

A tone you had never heard from him before, and you didn't know if you were terrified or aroused right now. Probably a sick mixture of both, you thought, as he had trapped you between his body and the cold wall that pressed against your back.

'Who's child was that boy?' he asked, angered and confused, 'the one I saw yesterday, in the coffee shop, who called you mommy?'

'Please,' you trembled, 'don't make me do this,' you whispered.

'Who is the father of that child?!'

'You are!' you shouted, and Sihtric stumbled a small step back when you shoved him, allowing his back to collide with the wall, finding support so he wouldn't fall down to his knees.

You stared at each other, with both hurt and anger in your eyes.

'You are his father, Sihtric,' you said with a sudden sob, and started to cry, 'you are.'

You explained to him, as best as you could through your tears, what had happened since the last time you had slept together. How you got pregnant, how you remembered Sihtric said he didn't want to be a father yet, and how you had panicked and just ran.

'And I know it will never justify that I hid this from you,' you sniffled, 'but I was terrified. I was so afraid to be rejected by you that I just ran, to protect myself and my… o-our child.'

'What's his name?'

'R-Ragnar,' you whispered.

Sihtric was quiet, until his tears started to roll down his cheeks and he moved his hands over his half shaved head, gripping at his dark curls, and then he let out a pained grunt as he punched his fists into the brick wall behind him.

'How could you do this to me?!' he shouted, 'how could you fucking do this!'

You knew you were the one who had made all the mistakes here, and you never wanted to argue with Sihtric in the first place, so you weren't going to try and defend yourself. You kept quiet as he let out his feelings, it was the least you could do.

'My child!' Sihtric shouted, his voice hoarse, 'you kept my child from me? For almost five fucking years!'

He huffed and let out a loud sob as he exhaled. His breath was shaky, as were his hands and his voice when he continued.

'What did I do to you?' he asked.

'Nothing,' you whispered, 'you did nothing-'

'Tell me!' Sihtric snarled, 'tell me what the fuck I did to you to deserve this! When did I hurt you?! When did I ever not treat you with respect?! When did I make you feel like you had the right to run away while you carried my child? My child?!' he shouted in your face.

'I… I have no answers,' you whispered as you wept silently, 'I have no excuse. Sihtric, you never did anything wrong. I'm… I'm sorry. I'm sorry I did this.'

'No, you're not,' Sihtric scoffed and wiped his tears, 'you're not sorry,' he looked at you with disgust, 'I… I don't even care if you were.'

And with those words, Sihtric left, and you fell down to your knees in the alley, crying, as you once again lost the love of your life.

When you arrived at work the next day, a complete mess, Sandra ran up to you.

'Girl!' she said as she grabbed your arms, 'that hot dad left you a note,' she pushed the piece of paper in your hand, 'he left seconds ago, you better go after him and fix this!'

Before you had time to read the note, Sandra shoved you outside of the coffee shop, pushing you in the direction Sihtric had just walked in when he left. As your feet started to carry you around the corner, your trembling hands opened the folded piece of paper.

Sweetheart,

I am sorry for the way I snapped yesterday. It was just a lot to take in, I'm sorry. I wish I had handled it differently, and I am sorry you always felt you could never contact me to tell me the truth. I hoped I'd find you at work today, but you weren't there, so I wrote this quick note. If you ever change your mind about us, about me, know that I would love to meet Ragnar. Know that I am ready to be a father. And know that I never had the guts to tell you how I felt when we were still seeing each other, years ago. But know that my feelings have never changed for you ever since. I never told you, but I was falling in love…

I am in love with you.

I'm sorry.

x Sihtric

You pushed the note in your pocket as you ran through the street, until you ended up at a T-intersection. You looked left, but no sign of Sihtric there. Then you looked to the right, and when you suddenly saw his undeniable figure walk towards a parking lot, you ran as fast as you could.

'Sihtric!' you shouted, out of breath as you ran across the street, 'Sihtric! Wait! Please!'

Sihtric turned, and the sadness in his eyes seemed to make place for slight hope as he saw you running towards him.

'Sihtric, I love you,' you cried as you fell in his arms and crashed your lips onto his.

It took him a while to understand what was happening, but soon enough, he grabbed your face and kissed you back as if his life was depending on it. And you both didn't break the kiss until your lungs forced you to.

'I- I love you,' you sobbed, 'I know we barely know each other, but have always loved you somehow, and I need you in my life. Ragnar needs you in his life too. We need you in our life. I'm sorry, for everything.''

'I have always loved you too,' Sihtric sniffled, 'and, gods, the only thing I want is to be with you, baby girl,' he whispered and kissed you again, 'and with our… our son,' he smiled, 'there is nothing I want more than to have a family, with you. But first,' he cupped your cheeks, 'I really want to buy you a drink, if you have time right now.'

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vader-anakin · 8 months

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Not Just Ken - Ken x f!Reader

Alright so I'm still thinking about the whole story behind the last post I made, trying to give a chance to a new story and I'm fascinated by Ryan Gosling as Ken. Still giving it a shot, at least for now it's only some fluffy stuff!!.

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It was a very hot and dry day, you got your favorite iced coffee from the shop and headed back to work. You had just had lunch and enjoyed the rest of your work break, in the midst of a tireless routine of clients who would still visit your office that day. Walking faster, among countless people who were also running through the streets of Los Angeles, you bump into a man who you hadn't noticed in your field of vision. The blonde, who you thought had just stepped out of a Calvin Klein shoot, dropped grotesquely and almost "hard" to the floor, letting out an "ouch." You quickly reach out his hand to help him up, and only then do you notice how his eyes are deep blue, his teeth perfectly aligned, and his muscular body exuding sensuality.

"Oh my God, I am so sorry! Did I hurt you?", you said as soon as he stood up, smiling at you even though you just dropped him on the floor.

"Hey, it's not broken!", he exclaimed excitedly, checking his left arm, twirling the limb that was still in place. "Hi, I'm Ken," he said, reaching out to shake your hand.

Wondering the way the guy kept a good mood even after being bumped into and falling to the ground in the middle of hundreds of people, you accepted to greet him. "I'm (y/n). I'm really sorry I didn't see you, I'm getting back to work and I'm in a rush".

"That's alright, wow you're so pretty!", said the blonde, still keeping a wide smile on his face. You smirked, getting lost in that impeccable, almost unreal face, forgetting you were rushing to get back to work.

"Well thank you Ken, it was nice meeting you", you said and turned on your back to keep doing your way to work. Even though it would be a good chance to meet someone, you weren't sure it was the right way, maybe it was just a coincidence, and it wasn't supposed to be like that. You reached the sidewalk and as you were about to cross the street looking at both ways, the man was there standing behind you, with a playful smile still. Well that's kinda creepy, maybe he's just going the same way you are and that's all. You crossed the street and turned your left as you're approaching your building as you come back to your office. Looking back, you realize he was still following you. Ok, this is beyond creepy.

"Uh, do you work here?", you asked and raised a brow, watching him shake his head no. "Then why are you following me?".

"I thought you were nice and I don't know anybody here, maybe we could hang out!", he replied. Was that a fucking joke? Why the hell would someone you only know for about 10 minutes wanna "hang out" with you at your work? "I can't right now, I have to work and my schedule is really busy. But maybe some other time". You tried to sound nice and not one tiny bit mas and sort of scared, but he frowned and your head turned into a giant question mark.

"OK, I can wait", Ken said, and gave you a side smile, showing he understood you. You had no idea what to say so you just waved at him and entered the building. That was so awkward and not to mention very random to happen, but the guy seemed nice. Maybe he had a disease, maybe he was autistic and you didn't know, maybe maybe maybe.

Hours after you finished with your last client, you let out a loud sigh as you were really tired and just wanted to go home, take a shower and get some rest. At the ground floor, as soon as you got out of the elevator you saw a bleached hair sitting in a chair reading a magazine about horses and country stuff. I can't deal with this again right now, you thought. Even you tried making a different way to the exit he would probably see you, so that's why you sat next to him.

"Hey, (y/n), I've been sitting here all day waiting for you!", the tall guy lowered the magazine and stared at you with a cherished smile still on his face. HE WHAT?

"What? Why?", as confused as you were, you thought it might be better if you called someone and tell them there's a guy out there who may be lost. Everything was so weird.

"I left Barbie Land and I don't know anybody here. I tried to make friends but they seem scared of me", he replied and your brain flipped at the sound of "Barbie Land".

"AH okay, Barbie Land? Where is that?", you asked but you weren't sure where this conversation was headed. You heard him sigh, closing the paper on his hand before looking at you.

"You have to take this trip with a car, a spaceship, a boat and rollerblades before getting here, so if you wanna be there you do all of that but in reverse". He explained it with so much conviction that you couldn't tell if he really was a person with some condition, in which the parents could have lost him. That could only be it, nothing made sense in your head. Okay, he really looked like a doll, but that story sounded really bizarre. "You don't believe me", he let a sad gaze as you were still trying to follow what he said. Ken lowered his head and let out a noticeable noise of disappointment..

"I- uh... it's not that. It's just... a very weird story". You looked at your smartwatch as the clock hit almost 6:30 PM. "What about your parents?". You know by the look of his face he was an adult, but you were in denial as to what the hell he was talking about. "I don't have any parents. In Barbie Land we only have Barbies and Ken's. Some Allan's too".

Well ok, he sounds so serious about that story, maybe you should give him a chance and talk to the guy. You invited him for a walk to the same coffee shop, sat in front of him as he was looking at the menu. "So you like horses?", you asked and he stared at you, smiling. This man is always so smily and happy. "They're my favorite animals. I would love to have one of them. How about you?".

"Cats and dogs I guess, but turtles, specially sea turtles are cute", you grinned when he made an "aww" face. Everything was still a little tumultuous, the whole conversation seemed out of touch with reality, but you were trying to keep your sanity and trying hard not to get paranoid about the whole thing. "So tell me about you, Ken. You're from Barbie Land, that means you're a doll right?".

"Yes, I am. I can show you if you want. I have all the genitals". Okay, what? You laughed at the way he said it, but the look on his face showed he would like it to be true. Probably he really didn't have any genitals. "I can also stand on tiptoe and if you notice I don't have body hair". Yeah alright, not having any hair on your body doesn't mean much, but we all have some hair. And he was always walking on his tiptoes which is hardly something people do unless they're doing ballet. Still, it was too weird. "I also don't have a heart". He said like it wasn't a big deal, but when he grabbed your hand and pulled it on his chest, you couldn't feel a pulse. And then you knew it.

Holy fucking shit what the actual hell was that? You tried not to show you were definitely surprised by the fact you were actually talking to a doll, but you squeezed his skin and he didn't flinch a little. Ken never stopped smiling, unless the subject was Barbie, who you learned, wasn't in love with him. You also learned that even though he didn't have a heart and didn't know what feelings were, he was always jealous of the other Ken's and felt sad about Barbie, that was why he decided to left Barbie Land.

You got home about almost two hours later, took off your shoes and left your purse by the counter, giving space for the blond man to get in the house. You both agreed he would sleep on the couch until you figure out what to do with him, who made sure he wouldn't leave the real world until he finds out how to bring the patriarchy to the other world.

"Thank you for making me company today. I'm still upset Barbie shot me down", he said as he sat on the couch, getting rid of his cowboy boots, the bandana and the hat. The look on his face explained why he decided he would leave their Land and stay in Los Angeles.

"Hey it's okay. We don't need to depend on someone to live our life", you sat next to him and held his chin, this chilling energy traveling through your body while he kept his gaze at you. "You're gonna survive, but for now I think it's best you get some rest. I'm gonna shower, you can shower after I'm done too".

"We don't sleep and we don't take showers either", he grinned. Ok, that makes sense. Dolls don't need to sleep and neither take a shower. Might as well don't eat either, since he didn't drink the coffee, but couldn't hurt to offer him something to try out.

"That's right, I'm sorry. I know you usually don't eat either, but are you willing to try and find out how to eat? As long as you're staying here maybe you could learn some human stuff". You smiled and headed to the kitchen, you quickly made a chicken and ham sandwich for him, handing him the place. He spent a good whole minute looking at the slice bread until he realizes he didn't know how to swallow the food, and then when he could finally do it Ken made a sound.

"That's really good, (y/n), thank you so much". With a smile, you left him enjoying the food and hoped in the shower. After a few minutes, you put on your pajamas and went to the kitchen to grab some food, watching him lying on the couch singing some tune you had no idea which one. The man ate his whole sandwich, you saw as the plate was sitting empty on the table in your living room. This man is something else. While you were heating your food you were trying to figure out which clothes to offer him to wear since you're a woman and didn't have any good clothes for the giant man in your couch. "Uhm, I'm going to find you some clothes but they might look pretty short on you", you sat on a chair close to the TV and looked at him, while he was still singing the song and "playing drums" in the air.

"It's okay, (y/n). I can lay on my underwear, it's not cold for me anyway", Ken smiled. You thought if he wasn't a fucking doll he would definitely be teasing you, but ever since you met him you've come to realize everything he does is just plain innocent. You two spent a few hours watching TV together, you were trying to explain what a TV show was when you told him you liked to watch some of them. He tried to understand the best he could, but he wasn't so sure he got the idea. Before you went to bed, you brushed your teeth and walked to the living room to say goodnight to Ken, who was already on his underwear, looking at your book shelf. The strap read "Ken" around it and you blushed at the sight of his sculptural body.

"G-Good night, Ken", nice. You were already acting like some teenage girl with erupting hormones. Never saw a man naked before? Many times, but they weren't that good looking.

"Oh, good night (y/n). I hope you have a good night of sleep", he turned around smiling and you wish the lights were off as the man's bulge was definitely getting all of your attention. His eyes are a little up above you pervert. And after all, he does have a genital. At least in this world. Maybe he just doesn't know he does and maybe it's for the best of both of you.

#ryan gosling #ken x reader #ken fanfic #ken fanficfion #barbie #ken #ryan gosling fanfic

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yourlocalstranger123 · 9 months

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@junejunejun

—The post—

I totally understand your pain. Your fav character not having enough fics of them in this app? Absolute pain. Also! Spoiler alert❗️ there's gonna be 2 readers together 😘🥰 (totally not because idk which 2 gender of readers u wanted)

This is kinda sh- bad.

Note: I do not proof read so if I miss-spell something or like instead of saying her/he or she/him and saying "you" Please do correct me.

Male reader is either taller or stronger than itto. Just wanted to point out

DNI MINORS. Of course, if u are one and still read it; I won't stop you, but you can't blame me. <3 Also, I still don't completely understand how to lock a fic thing. Idk anymore

Warning:! 3rd person point of view? NSFW, Slight blood mention, praise k!nk, threesome, Slight rivalry between readers, only 2 genders (f!) And (m!) So no trans reader, Itto is AMAB and I think that's all? Tell me if I missed some.

Itto— orange

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Itto was doing a Beetle battles again. Totally not dying inside from being defeated 8 times in a row. He finally was finished as he wobbly tried to find you. Sniffling at his loss slightly, but still, his mood was happy! Like, how can't he not be happy with you? He still tries to find you until he finds a bottle filled with bright and hot pink color liquid.

He wasn't gonna drink it at first, but he was unconsciously coming closer (perhaps because of the aroma in the atmosphere). Without knowing until he gulped the whole bottle down, he panicked since he didn't know why he did that. He quickly ran to your guys house, finding you both there as his hair was a mess. he quickly rested his head on {F! Name} lap/thighs. (Don't worry, the certain merchant that selled that was me teehe. It's all free.)

(Guys can have very....nice thighs, you know. Either buff, slim, thick, and girls thighs, or any. Because I'm going to suffocate myself with it either way— I mean.....nvm-...im just saying y'know.)

[Also, the lap/thighs is {F! Name}]

He shuddered when he felt a more, muscular and bigger hands onto his neck that was playing with his hair. It was {M! Name}

"What's wrong itto?" {M! Name} asked. {F! Name} was also worried. Rubbing his horns softly as he whined. "*hic* Please help me....it huurts..! Pleashe.....?" His words slurring, as his face flushed with red

He's squirmed, whining how it hurts! Please help him? Pretty pleaseee? Drooling as he quickly kissed back when {F! Name} kissed him. Trying to lean more into the kiss, he yelped when {M! Name} walked to the bedroom upstairs, covering his mouth from the embarrassment of making the sound.

But quickly forgets it and tried un-buttoning {M! Name} shirt but pouting when he struggled, so he simply ripped it apart, which made {F! Name} slightly chuckling and made {M! Name} raise his eyebrow at him.

"Oh my, how impatient of our Itto to just do this!" {F! Name} laughed as she said that. {M! Name} sighed but smirked slightly when he saw Itto voice muffling against his neck, sucking it and leaving marks. {M! Name} groaned when he felt Itto biting him, licking off the small drops of blood.

Both of you guys eyes widen as you see Itto's teeth....did it become more sharper and bigger than before? It doesn't matter because Itto is both of you guys darling precious Oni! You guys slightly blushed as many lewd thoughts comes out as you see Itto laid out onto the bed, looking do majestic!>>>

Itto's pants were getting tight, trying to quickly tug it off. Panting as he tried grabbing you both with his hands but instead just making a grabbing action in the air. Whining as {M! Name} Chuckled. Itto drooled as he saw {F! Name} fingering herself for prep after you both finished taking your clothes off. {F! Name} pulled of Itto's pants and was about to put Itto's cock into her dripping pussy but {M! Name} slightly moved her over and kept Itto for himself.

Seeing his smirk of winning, {F! Name} scoffed. But soon went to Itto's side, letting him gently grabbing her chest and letting him suck on it. Drool dripping from his chin as he muffled his moaning by sucking on it. Slightly shuddering and tears forming when {M! Name} started to finger him, laughing when three fingers fit in so easily.

"Oh? Already playing with yourself while we weren't here?" {M! Name} teased. Biting and sucking Itto's chest as he continued scissoring Itto's hole. Itto's face flushed, hugging {F! Name} waist. Hiding his face into her chest. "Awww, is my Itto upset from {M! Name} teasing?"

{F! Name} said. Itto slightly nodded, bucking his hips into {M! Name} fingers. He opened his mouth, letting his tongue out. He whined when you didn't understand his desires.

"Please let me taste you, pleaseeee?"

Itto begs, squeezing her thighs as he pouts and uses those doggy eyes of his. Sighing, but smiling at {M! Name}. As he rolled his eyes at her, she lifted her hips up and lines it up to Itto's mouth. As Itto desperately eating her out, {M! Name} finally entered him. Groaning by the warmth and tightness around him as Itto whined. Grinding against him, Itto eyes rolled back as it teased his prostate.

"What a good boy, staying still and listening to us. Good boys definitely need a reward, don't they?" {F! Name} smiled, seeing Itto's cock twitch at her words. Stroking Itto's hair as he licked off the juices from her pussy. Not wanting to waste any,,

The room filled with slurping of itto's mouth on {F! Name} boobs and the creaks of the bed. Making {M! Name} smiled at the destroyed state of Itto, pressing onto the bulge, which made Itto squirmed. A blue oni covering his mouth, panting as he desperately humped his palm as he leaned onto the door. Listening to the lewd sounds.

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duckchu · 6 months

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I've literally been on the fence about submitting this request for a week now.

Well…

Only if it's possible, I would like a request for Sett Heartsteel with a girlfriend who is like Hiro Hamada… I'll try to explain it… let's say that Reader is an intelligent inventor (her older brother is still alive, I don't want to cry here), and she lives and works in her aunt's cafeteria, goes to university from time to time and she spends sleepless nights improving her older brother's medical robot. Let's say that reader met Sett when she was going to visit her older brother recovering from burns, and Sett was only accompanying her mother to a medical checkup for pain in her shoulder.

bye bye

I kinda got inspired by the old Inventor trait from tft so reader is friends with Ezreal

Heartsteel Sett x Inventor!reader

If you kept on working like this, you would end up in the hospital like your brother. You knew that. Especially with the way you were getting restless at night and started messing up during university and your work. But oh well. You made really good progress on the bot! You had to tell your brother about that! After your work you went into the hospital, but you felt hungry...so you visited the cafeteria, looking for something to eat. It wasn't crowded, only you and a lady with purple, almost white hair. You went to the vending machine and decided on what to get. And of course it got stuck. You tried shaking it, but you were too weak, especially since you were skipping meals to work on the robot...then the machine shook again, finally letting your food out. You looked to your left, and saw a tall, muscular guy with pink hair and a cute cat-ear beanie

- Thanks - you smiled, retrieving your meal and sitting down next to the woman, since the other tables were dirty. You didn't expect the guy to also sit down

- Momma, they said you're gonna have to wait half an hour.- he looked annoyed at the queues to the doctor.

- Oh, that's not so bad. Other wait longer - the woman smiled

You didn't want to interrupt their conversation, but the woman asked

- And how long for you?-

- Oh...I'm...here to see my brother...but he had to wait for like an hour. With burns.-

- Oh my...-

-Just an invention malfunctioning, I'm working on it right now -

- Ezreal's friend also had an accident like that -

- Wait you know Ezreal? - you pulled out your phone, showing a photo of you, Ezreal and Seraphine with the little crab bot you three made.

Sett looked at you, eyes lighting up as you finished your food and stood up.

- Well I got to go see my brother...- you left the room, going to your brothers room. You excitedly rambled about how you upgraded his bot. Also mentioned meeting Ezreal's friend

After you left, you went to your room, prepared to spend another night with barely any sleep, when you heard a notification from your phone. It was Ezreal

"Hey, just wanted to let you know my friend wants your number, mind if I give it?😘"

You smiled at your phone

"Not at all, tell him I'm waiting for a call 💦💦💦"

You laughed at yourself for sending those emojis. But that was the charm of texting Ezreal

After the exchange you went to get some work on the bot, making another batch of improvements. You then heard your phone ring. Unknown number. You picked up

- Heeey, I got your number from Ez, care to tell me your name beautiful?- you laughed at how straightforward he was

- Y/N - you said, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you set your phone on speaker and went back to work.

After that, you and Sett talked about well, everything. For the whole night. You were surprised when you realised the hour

- Not asleep yet? -

- Nah, too busy talking to you~ - he really had the audacity...but you liked it.

Maybe he wasn't a bad idea at all...

#league of legends #heartsteel #league of legends x reader #heartsteel x reader #lol #lol x reader #sett x reader #sett league of legends #sett lol #sett #heartsteel sett

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bbyquokka · 2 years

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one-sided love

→ PAIRING: Seo Changbin x fem!reader

→ GENRE: angst | smut — MDNI!

→ SYNOPSIS: after being ghosted by your date, you head to the gym with Changbin to relive some stress and anger, but was stress and anger all that was being relieved?

→ WORDS: 4k

→ part one | part two | part three | part four

Feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

→ m.list → series m.list → you can also read it on my ao3

"Binnie – it hurts!" You whine. Changbin chuckles softly.

"I know but you can do it, I'm here, remember." You whimper, nodding slowly.

"I know Binnie, but, its just too much."

"Just a little longer, doll." You press your lips in a thin line, grunting as sweat runs down your forehead. You let out a pant from your lips, looking up at man who’s above you.

He too, is also coated in a thin layer of sweat. His eyes watching your every move, listening to your whines and pleads.

"You got this, doll!" you let out a loud grunt, pressing the barbell up and down from your chest. Changbin takes it off you, placing it on the support frame. You sit up straight, grabbing a towel to wipe away the sweat and taking a big gulp of water.

“Good job, doll. You did really well!" Changbin stood in front of you, drinking some water also. You grin.

"Thanks Binnie. So, what's next?"

"Mhm, cardio." You pull a face, making fake gagging sounds which Changbin chuckles at. "i know, i know. I don't like cardio as much as you do but has to be done, doll."

You sigh before standing and grabbing your things. You walk to the treadmills with Changbin, stepping on and setting it to a steady pace before you slowly start to jog.

You haven't been working out for long – about 4 months exactly. Your life became super hectic all of a sudden with work and family problems. You didn't have time for yourself anymore, meaning your health declined slowly. You stopped caring about yourself, allowing yourself to fall into a rut.

It wasn't until you and Changbin – who has been your friend since you both came out off the womb – had a heart to heart. Changbin is a sweet and caring man who isn't afraid to say how it is, especially when he is concerned about someone he cares so deeply about.

You was on the fence about going to the gym. They hold that stereotype that only fit and muscular people go and that they judge people of a bigger size. For months, you ignored the fact your health was declining as well as ignoring Changbin’s invitations to the gym.

Soon enough, you gave into Changbin – he kept begging and acting all sweet, what could you do?! Changbin works as a personal trainer at the local gym so he promised he would help you, which to this day, he has fulfilled. You still have to pay full price for his service though, just because you're his friend doesn't mean you can get a special discount.

You was surprised to know that Changbin really knew his stuff about the human body.

He would correct your positioning and tell you why. He would tell you what muscles you're working on and how to make the most of it. He also helped you a little bit with your diet, helping you incorporate more healthy stuff and making it fun for you.

You soon noticed a change in your health and not just physically, mentally you felt better – clearer. You knew that if you felt stressed, you could call Changbin up and you'd spend a hour at the gym together. Of course you did other things together that didn't involve the gym.

Lunch dates, movie dates, staying the night at each others houses, going to a club and getting drunk, you're both glued to the hip. There have been many occasions where people have asked if you two are a thing, you instantly denied those claims whereas Changbin would go shy and deny it also, even though sometimes, it seemed like he didn't want to.

You’re currently back at your apartment. You lasted 15 minutes on the treadmill before calling it quits. You’re exhausted and just wanted to go home and take a shower. You thanked Changbin for his help before hugging him. You realised that the hug lasted longer than it would, or should, Changbin clinging onto you gently like a new born monkey clinging to its mother.

You thought it was strange but soon dismissed the thoughts when you said you would see him later, his gorgeous eyes lightening up at the thought. You live fairly close to the gym – a 20 minute walk. As soon as you enter your apartment, being greeted by both your cats, Felix and Minho, you make way to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

You took this time to think about your life as the warm water runs over your body, relaxing your muscles. You thought about work and how it has become so stressful to the point where you might just quit. About your family and how they seemed so distant from you lately.

Your mind soon wondered to Changbin and it was then, you realised he has been acting rather strange lately. He remains professional during your PT sessions but after that, he goes all shy and distant? There’s something about the way he is acting that you are unsure of and you couldn't quite figure out what it is.

Changbin is the type to be responsible and reasonable, telling people how it is no matter how hard it may hurt. It seems rude and careless to others but in Changbin's eyes, its even worse to lie and pretend. Unfortunately, he isn't very good at recognising his own feelings. While he may be giving someone advice, someone who is experiencing the same feelings as him, Changbin will fail to take his own advice.

After washing your body and hair, you step out off the shower and wrap a towel around yourself. You dry your hair first before drying off your body, putting on clean underwear and nightwear. You make your way to the living area, plopping your tired body down on the sofa and turning the tv on.

You soon lost interest of the tv and grabbed your phone instead, opening up your dating app. You haven't dated for a few months, with your life being so hectic you didn't have time and you wasn't in the right headspace. Now you feel like you're ready to date again so you downloaded a dating app.

After weeks of swiping and blocking creepy men, you finally met someone decent. His name is Jeongin and, to you, he is adorable. You was not expecting him to be so sweet, considering the way he looked. Blonde hair, piercings and dressed in black leather, but you shouldn't judge a book by its cover.

You check your messages, grinning when you see Jeongin had messaged you. You spent the majority of your night texting each other. You wanted to meet up with him but he would always say that he was busy with his work like, which you understood so you thought nothing off it.

Jeongin understood you. You felt like you are both similar in many things, from what you thought to what your favourite foods are. He has been there for you through your highs and lows. When you was at your lowest, you was worried that he would leave but he stayed. He said things that comforted you, called you gorgeous and would hype you up when you was unsure of an outfit you wanted to wear.

Of course, you told Changbin about it and although he seems happy that you found someone, he also seems a bit – sour? He would say good things like 'I'm happy for you' but at the same he would contradict himself. Whenever you'd mention Jeongin’s name, Changbin was quick to lose interest, replying with a simple "Mhm" and nod. You thought nothing off it, putting it down to Changbin being tired.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

you: gym?

Binnie 💪🏻🐖🐇: uh, sure. whats up?

you: nothing. just wanted to go thats all.

Binnie 💪🏻🐖🐇: nah, something is wrong with you. you dont text me at 10 at night to just go to the gym 🤔

you: fine. i think ive been ghosted by jeongin.

Binnie 💪🏻🐖🐇: ah.

you: yeah. i just need to take my mind off it, thats all.

Binnie 💪🏻🐖🐇: i'll meet you there then.

It hurt. It hurt to know that the person you thought you was getting on with so well, the person who made promises to you and made you feel special, has potentially ghosted you. A few days ago, you texted Jeongin a good morning text, like you always do. He didn't reply straight away, which was odd but you put it down to him being busy

Seconds turned to minutes. Minutes turned to days and still nothing. You sent him numerous texts, anxiety and worry rising because you didn't know if anything bad has happened. What if he was hurt? You sent him one finally text before he at last responded.

'leave me alone. im not interested anymore. tbh, im kinda bored of this 😴'

You questioned him why and how. You explained that it didn't make sense for his feelings to suddenly change. One minute he was making promises to come see you and eventually live with you, next, he's bored of you, doesn't care and wants you to leave him alone. You decided to check his social medias and found out that he kissed another at a club.

Sure, it stung. Your heart broke, but you wasn't boyfriend girlfriend. You wasn't a thing but it still hurt so much to the point where you thought you was going to throw up. You wanted to stay home, cry and eat a full box of chocolates, but decided against it. Instead, you would rant to Changbin about it, even if he wasn't interested.

"Asshole! How dare he treat me like this, Binnie! After all the promises he made me and the things he said and he treats me like this?!"

Changbin simply nods, humming as you spew angry words whilst lifting a weighted bar. Changbin stood by your head as you was lay on the bench. He’s dressed in a black t-shirt, shorts and cap, his hair in its natural state – your favourite state. Changbin takes the bar off you as you sit up, wiping your forehead.

"Maybe dating isn't for me." You mumble.

"Don't say that, y/n. You'll find someone eventually. they just take time." Changbin sits next to you, his hand resting on your back. You look up at him, Changbin audibly swallowed.

"But what if i never do find the one? I'm going to be forever alone, old and grey with my two cats – maybe more" You whine. Changbin laughs.

"Just take this as a learning curve. Maybe online dating just isn't it for you. Anyways, you'll bounce back from this, you always do, plus, you have your Binnie." You nod, Changbin’s hand resting on your thigh. You placed your hand on top of his, stroking it gently.

"You're right. thanks Binnie. i know i can always count on you." You kiss Changbin's cheek, a whimper escaping his lips. You pull away and look at him, his cheeks turning red

"Binnie..?" Changbin stands up fast, turning his back to you, his ears visible red. You stand up and walk to face him. He’s looking at his feet, hands clasped over his crotch area.

"Binnie, are you–"

"Don't! I'm so embarrassed." Changbin mumbles. You grab his wrists gently, moving his hands away. You swallow when you see an obvious tent forming in his shorts. Changbin escapes your grasp, hands going back to cover his erection.

"I'm sorry, y/n. Its been a while since i last had any sexual action. I'm pent up and seeing you in workout clothing, those tight leggings that hug your curves plus the sweat on your body, drove me insane. the cheek kiss was just enough. I'm so so sorry.."

Changbin's rambles fell on deaf ears. You’re excited. You knew Changbin was sexually active and is more prone to one night stands. You never thought of him in that way, but here he is, standing in front of you, embarrassed and hard.

It excites you. You want to touch, to feel his hot skin against your own. To feel him inside you, pounding away until you're screaming and begging for more. It has also been a while since you last got touched by another human. Sure, toys are good but they don't provide that sensation that humans do.

You're debating. Debating on whether to help him out, relieve him of his pain and desires or to walk out and ignore it, leaving Changbin to fix it for himself. You're aroused, sexually thoughts swimming inside your mind. Are you willing to cross that line of friendship?

Deciding that you are, that you needed to feel him inside you, you grabbed Changbin's wrists and dragged him in the unisex toilets, locking the door of a cubicle behind you.

"W–What are you doing?" Changbin's back collides with the cubical wall, his eyes wide as he looks at you. You swallow, thought swimming around in your head. You're unable to think straight. Your best friend is staring at you, hard and aroused. You want him, you need him. Now.

"Binnie, I'm so sorry but seeing you like this, has excited me so much." You whimper, walking towards him. Changbin swallows, unable to speak as he watches.

You slowly kneel down, keeping eye contact with Changbin. He watches you as you grab the material of his shorts, his hands flying to yours to stop you.

"Ah, w-wait. you don't have to. i mean, should we? i can go home and take care of it myself." Changbin’s flustered. You smirk, planting a gentle kiss on his erection, his hips bucking.

"Its okay Binnie. I want to and if its okay with you, I want you to use my me. Use my mouth, use my pussy. fill me up, Binnie."

Changbin takes deep breaths, thinking about what to do and if he should give you the signal to go. He’s torn between wanting to ruin your insides to you being his best friends and best friends don't have sex in a gym toilet.

"Let me care for you, Binnie. Don't you want to feel my warm mouth around your cock? Don't you want to fuck my throat raw until i cant speak? Don't you want to fuck me dumb?"

Changbin swallows, biting his lip hard. His cock throbbing at the thought of hearing your moans whilst he fucks you hard and rough. Whether it was the arousal talking, Changbin nods, giving you the signal to do as you please.

You grin, pulling down his shorts and underwear, his cock springing free from their constraints. You lick your lips. He’s average length but he has girth. He is thick and all you could think about was how he was going to stretch you out with it.

You clench your thighs together as you grab the base of Changbin's cock, his hips bucking. You slowly stroke it, rotating your wrist. His skin feels hot against your hand, his tip red and leaking pre-cum. You pepper soft kisses along the side of his shaft, a sigh escaping his lips.

Your tongue darts out, licking a long, wet strip along his vein. A deep groan escapes his lips, making you whimper as the sound runs through your body to your core. You hum, pressing your tongue flat against his tip, salty pre-cum coating your tongue.

Changbin’s watching you with eager eyes, slowly allowing the pleasure to consume and take over his body. You wrap you lips around his cock, mouth engulfing his penis. Changbin hums, running his fingers through your hair slowly.

"Pretty." He whispers. You place one hand on his muscular thigh as your other works on stroking the base. You close your eyes, bobbing your head at a steady pace, allowing your mouth to fill with saliva.

You soon hollow out your cheeks, tongue flat. Changbin's moaning is frequent so you decided to take more of him. His tip soon reaches the back of your throat, causing you to gag slightly. Your mouth is full of cock and saliva, his tip hitting the back of your throat continuously as saliva spilt from the corners of your mouth.

Changbin tugs your hair at the scalp gently, soft moans escaping his lips as his brows furrow together. It takes everything in his power to not shove himself down your throat and fuck it raw. He tries to regain some composure, his thighs tensing under your fingers.

You look up at him, pulling away from his cock. You swallow your saliva and wiped your chin with the back of your hand.

"What's up Binnie?" You ask sweetly.

"I don't want to hurt you." He whispers. You chuckle sweetly.

"Its okay, Binnie. use me." You open your mouth wide, tongue flat out as you look at Changbin sweetly. He presses his lips in a thin line, gripping your hair.

"Fuck." He grunts before pushing himself back into your mouth. He doesn’t stop until your nose touches the pit of his stomach. He starts thrusting slow at first, quickening his pace. You squeeze your eyes shut, the full force of his hips and his tip hitting your throat, making you gag.

Tears fill your eyes, spilling down your cheeks as saliva falls and coats your chin. Changbin grunts, his grip on your hair tightening making your scalp sore. You dig your nails into his thighs, the material of your panties sticky and uncomfortable with your essence. You rub and squeeze your thighs together to cause friction.

Changbin pulls himself out off your mouth with a 'pop'. You whimper at the loss, wiping your chin and cheeks.

"Up" Changbin orders in a low tone. You automatically stand. Changbin pulls your gym leggings down along with your panties, the cold air hitting your pussy sending shivers all over your body.

Changbin licks his lips and wraps one arm around your waist, pulling you close to him. With his free hand, he runs his middle and index finger up and down your slit, brushing past your sensitive clit making you whimper.

Your juices coat his fingers. you grip onto his biceps, leaning in to kiss him. Changbin turns his head to the side, your lips meeting his cheek. You thought it was strange and felt disappointed but that soon vanished once his slick fingers rubbed slow circles on your clit.

You whimper softly, goose bumps coating your skin. You lean in again, kissing his neck softly. He allows you to pepper gentle kisses along his neck, occasionally licking his skin, the taste of salt from his sweat coats your tongue.

"Binnie.." you whisper against his skin. He soon quickens his pace, moans and whimpers escaping your lips before he circles your entrance. He slips two fingers in with ease, your pussy clenching around his digits instantly. He chuckles before moving fast, his fingers rubbing and curling against your walls.

Your knees buckle underneath you, and if it wasn't for Changbin's arm around your waist, you would've been on the floor. His fingers brush against that sweet spot, a loud whimper escaping your throat. Changbin feels your walls tightening around his fingers as you feel the knot tightening with each brush of your walls.

He slowly pulls his fingers out of you, making you whimper.

"Shh, I'll be making you feel good again soon." His tone low, eyes dark with lust. His skin coated in sweat. He turns you around, grabbing your hips and pulling them towards him, your hands planted on the cubical door as you part your legs the best you can as your clothing is by your ankles, restricting your movements.

Changbin grunts once he gets a full view of your soaked pussy. He lazily strokes his cock, placing a hand on your hip as he moves closer to you, tip touching your entrance.

"I don't have protection." You shake your head, wiggling your hips, his tip coated in your essence, threating to enter you.

"its okay. I'm on birth control so please Binnie. put it inside me." Changbin groans, gripping your hip and slowly entering you. The stretch burns, causing you to hiss. Changbin groans at the feeling of your wet and warm pussy engulfing him. He slowly pushes himself all the way in, so he was balls deep and stays still, allowing you to get use to his size.

You nod once, indicating you’re ready. He starts off slow, quickening his pace once he hears soft moans continuously escaping your mouth, your pussy relaxing around him.

"So good, Binnie. I'm so full of your thick cock, its so fucking good." You moan out, your dirty words threating to cause Changbin to spill inside you. His thrusts soon become fast and powerful, the sounds of his skin slapping against the back of your thighs and the squelching of your pussy, echoes in the public toilets.

The faster and powerful Changbin thrusts, the louder your moans got. Changbin put his hand over your mouth, muffling your moans. He pulls you back, back flush against his chest as he whispers in your ear "Keep it down. don't want people to walk in here and hear how much of a dirty slut you're being."

You both know no one would be walking in at this time, but his words run straight to your core, walls tightening around Changbin causing him to grunt against your ear. You close your eyes, moans muffled against his hand. Your legs threating to give up on you as he angles his position and hitting that sweet spot.

Your mind going blank as he continues to fuck you hard and powerful. Your moans soon turn into pants and whimpers, the ability to form sentences disappearing. Your body consumed with pleasure.

Soon, you feel the knot tightening and Changbin feels it too with how tight your pussy has a hold of his cock. Changbin groans, his thrusts becoming sloppy and lazy, his hand squeezing your hips.

"I'm close, (Y/N)" you nod and whimper against his hand.

"M-Me too Binnie." your words muffled against his hand.

"Where should i -?"

"Inside! cum inside me Binnie. Fill me up, please i beg you!" He knows he shouldn't, he knows its wrong. Its bad enough he is balls deep inside you and fucking you raw, but he is so consumed with pleasure that he cannot think straight.

With a final snap of his hips, his movements halt, grunts and groans escaping his lips as he cums deep inside you, coating your walls with his cum. He shallowly thrusted, riding his high before removing his hand from your hip.

He rubs fast circles on your clit and soon enough, you cum around his cock. Your legs shaking and tensing, your loud moans muffled against Changbin's hand, your eyes squeezed shut. Changbin helps ride out your high by stroking lazy circles on your clit.

When you’re calm, you push his hand away, your clit sensitive. Changbin laughs, pulling out off you and pulling up his underwear and shorts. You hum, pulling up your leggings and panties. You slowly feel his cum trickling out off you and in the material of your panties, but that was a problem for when you got home.

You turn and faced Changbin, grinning. "That was fun!" Changbin nods and hums. "so, no hard feelings?"

Changbin looks at you for a split second before looking at the ground, shifting his weight from one foot to the other

"Uh, yeah. no hard feelings.”

"Yeah. i mean, we just had sex and all but its not like we like each other. We are still best friends, even after all this."

Changbin's body language changes, his body tensing as he listens to your words. He simply nods, not saying a word to you. You tilt your head.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow then?" Changbin looks up at you and rubs the back of his neck

"Ah, my mother is coming to visit me for a while so, i wont have time." You furrow your brows, slightly confused.

"O-Oh. Okay."

"Yeah, sorry. i just remembered." You nod, feeling awkward and uncomfortable. "I should get going, its kind of late."

"Oh. yeah, sure." You nod. Changbin gave you a small and sad smile before rushing out.

It was all just fun and games, right?

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yuri-is-online · 1 year

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Saturday Night Question (MMO AU)

a/n: Inspired by Recovery of an MMO Junkie and that bit of Ch. 6 where Idia assigns all the OB Boys rpg classes. Title comes from the op track which I highly recommend. (x) Loose modern au, NRC is an actual college everyone attends and Grim is still a talking cat-weasel-monster. Not everyone knows each other IRL so expect some minor catfishing. The MMO is based off of Final Fantasy XIV and will contain references to class and game mechanics but no spoilers.

For those unfamiliar with FFXIV chats

[FC] <Tempura Kun> this is the guild chat. Everyone in the guild can see this.

Tempura Kun >> this is a whisper, only two people can see this

[NOVICE] Tempura Kun: this is the novice network for mentors, only Riddle can see this

[Tempura Kun] if someone is texting it will be portrayed like this.

LFM- STYX (FC) recruiting, static needs a pure healer/off tank. Serious offers only.

Your buddy Epel talks you into trying critically acclaimed mmo First Fantasia because it has a thirty day free trial with unlimited game time and includes the first expansion as a joke but as college gets more stressful and you struggle to make irl connections it becomes your personal safe haven. You finally work up the nerve to join a guild and find yourself stuck in the middle of a really familiar set of egos. At least you're having fun.

Tempura Kun| lalafell| white mage/omni-crafter| Yu (you)

A college student living in a haunted mansion their dead beat dad's "renovating." You are only really interested in crafting after being really burned out on hardcore raiding from your last MMO, but agree to sub for heals so Epel can replace the group's usual off tank who's taking a hiatus. That and Gloomurai agreed to let you decorate the FC house, how could you refuse?

Granny Smith| male roegadyn| dark knight| Epel Felmier

One of your friends from class. Mannon keeps mailing him fantasia and insisting he change his race but he's really attached to how muscular this lets him be. He really just wants to play for fun, but he's super competitive and is super eager to try out harder content to "prove how manly he is."

Gloomy Samurai| female miqo'te| samurai| Idia Shroud

The leader of the fc and the person who runs the discord. Extreeeeeemely blunt to the point of being a bit unpleasant and downright scary. You're pretty sure they only let you join to get access to more pictures of Grim and because Epel's friends with the main tank. Super funny for someone so terminally online, but you are beginning to suspect they just- don't have a life outside of gaming.

Jude Bellerose| male hyur| black mage| Riddle Rosehearts

Knows the mechanics for every single fight in game and is scarily efficient at his rotation. Also extremely inflexible and refuses to adjust for a n y o n e, but blames the wipe on everyone else because he knew the mechanics so why don't you? Pretty sure he broke a keyboard while trying to clear the last raid tier.

Vivat Rex| male miqo'te| reaper| Leona Kingscholar

Rex plays this game for triple triad like a true king and is only kept on the static for his consistent dps. Claims that he doesn't pay attention to the discord but he knows everything everyone says in there anyway and responds any time someone vaguely mentions him. Likes to mess with Jude and is not above causing a wipe to out dps him.

Snake Whisper| male au ra| dancer| Jamil Viper

He has every single non-crafter class leveled and knows their rotation. Refuses to play anything other than dancer because he hates people pulling logs and enjoys holding dance partner over the other dps's heads. Likes to post pictures of his cooking in the discord and has his spotify linked to his account. Surprisingly willing to swap recipes if you ask, provided you promise to not give them to Nautilus.

Mannon Du Luc| male elezen| paladin| Vil Schoenheit

Epel's online friend who he says he hates but you're pretty sure he admires a whole lot. He's playing this game for glam, his dresser is maxed out with almost every limited piece ever added. He has completed every single piece of extreme content for the glam without being carried and expects the same level of competence from his off tank. Super nice to you though, he always coms his healers.

Nautilus Noise| male viera| sage| Azul Ashengrotto

Raid leader who does the call outs with Snake Whisper. Claims to be irl friends with Gloomurai but neither of them ever talk about their personal lives so who knows. Has ff logs installed and will pull them to... critique the other static members. You are 99.9999% sure he's playing the market board with 8 retainers but lack concrete proof. At least you can make him shut up if you compliment him.

#twst au #twisted wonderland #twsited wonderland x reader #mmo au

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sensitivebish26 · 2 years

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Yandere! Chef Saltbaker x Reader:

Pt 5

A/N: oh look, nothing but more lore and smut sorry not sorry, huehue~

And sorry it's been taking so long to update, I've been busy and sick smh... hopefully I'll get the next chapters up way quicker

Enjoy!

Links to pt 1&2, 3, and 4

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//TW// & //CW//: MATURE (18+), SMUT/LEMON, MANIPULATION, DLC SPOILERS- SALTBAKER DOES WIN!

Recap:

Saltbaker chuckled deeply before untying your wrists and laying down on the bed next to you. You were still panting, but laid yourself in the large Chef's arms before you soon fell asleep. Chef Saltbaker just held you while you slept, the sound of your steady breathing calming him as he closed his eyes and began to sleep as well.

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Many hours have passed since you spent time with the power crazed chef. You slowly awoke to an eerily quiet room with only the moon as light shining in through the window. How long were you out? Where's Saltbaker? As you sat up, you felt a weight around your ankle and looked down. You were shackled up to the bed frame.

"What the hell?" You asked aloud before your memory began to flood back. Tears started forming as you thought of Cuphead. Your fucking best friend, (y/n). And then you slept with him after what he did? As you wallowed in shame and self pity, another thought came to your mind.

"Mugman! Chalice," you gasped, "I need to find them! I hope Saltbaker hasn't harmed them any." You tried to get out of bed, but the chain was rather short, making it hard for you to get around. You suddenly heard footsteps marching up the stairs, getting louder with each step as you quickly and quietly got back in bed. You got back under the covers, facing away from the door, and tried to act like you were still sound asleep. Moments later, you heard the footsteps approach the door as it jiggled and opened. Chef Saltbaker walked in, closing the door softly behind him as he noticed you were still sleeping. You heard him quietly shuffle throughout the room, before you felt the bed shift with a new added weight and muscular arms wrapping around your figure. You kept your silent composure as you didn't want to interact with the power hungry chef. You were still filled with questions and mixed feelings. Plus, not to mention the slight fear of what he could possibly do to you if you upset him, seeing as he already chained you up to the bed while you were unconscious.

Out of the blue, Saltbaker suddenly gave you a quick and playful squeeze. You used this as an opportunity to act as though you had just woken up, your curiosity finally getting the better of you. You slowly rolled over with a small stretch and a yawn, Saltbaker couldn't help but giggle as he watched.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" Chef Saltbaker muttered as he caressed some strands of your (h/c) hair out of your face. Yes, obviously? You just shook your head in response, before attempting to roll back around. Saltbaker just gave you another playful squeeze, holding you in place with his hug so you couldn't move.

"Don't turn around, sugar. Let me be your pillow as you cuddle me, please??" He was acting like he hadn't seen you in days or something. You gave in and laid your head back down on his arm while facing him still. As upset as you still were, you had to admit his company was still very relaxing and enjoyable. Saltbaker also relaxed as he exhaled and closed his eyes, looking so peaceful and innocent... but you knew better. You were only able to get one word out:

"Why?" Is all you could ask the deranged chef.

"Why what?" Saltbaker asked bluntly, not even bothering to open his eyes.

"You know exactly what," you began bitterly, "just why? W-with Cuphead, a-and then what you said to Chalice... did you really mean all that? Did you never really care for them, and if so, why do you still care for only me? And what's with the chain?!" Saltbaker's eyes shot open, glaring at you with the yellow rings around his eyes. You squeaked and tried to back away, but his grip around you tightened to where you couldn't move.

"I don't want to talk about that right now. You have this chain on because I had things to do somewhere else. I didn't want you to try to rescue the Cups or to attempt to leave me. I know you're scared, (y/n), but I promise I won't hurt you! Like I said before, you'll understand everything in due time." You just looked at him in anger at this point. You opened your mouth to say something, but Saltbaker quickly buried his face into your neck. He started to shake as you felt your neck and shoulder become wet.

"I... I can't even stand the thought of losing you... I-I think I'd rather die than be apart from you like that." He sobbed. Your heart ached once more for Saltbaker as you lifted his head up, coming face-to-face with him. You wiped his tears away before giving him a kiss on the lips.

He threw himself into the kiss as he rolled you on top of him. As you pulled back to catch your breath, you looked at the tear stained face of his before giving a small smile.

"I promise I won't leave you... but you have to explain everything to me, starting with the cups." Saltbaker gave a frown in response. He then let out a long sigh before gently sliding you off of him. You felt like it was forever before he finally spoke.

"Alright... fine. But a promise is a promise, sweetie~" Saltbaker kissed your forehead before continuing, "so first things first; Cuphead and Mugman. I never really liked either of them, especially that obnoxious Cuphead. They were both just so annoying and reckless, not to mention easy to dupe to kidnap for the Wondertart. I did, however, enjoy Chalice like a daughter... but I don't need her. I don't need any of them, or anyone. I only need you." He leaned forward as he buried himself into your embrace once more.

"If you don't care for them, then why do you care for me?" You kept attempting to get the answer out of him, "you've only known me for about two weeks! You can't already be in-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence." The deranged chef snapped up at you, causing you to jump back from his grip. His eyes were back to yellow with rings around his pupils, but tears began to form in his eyes again. You watched tears pour down his face as his eyes quickly faded back to normal. You reached your hand out to touch his face, but fear made you hesitate. Saltbaker felt his heart crack in two, seeing you hesitate from him.

"I... I don't want you to be afraid of me, (y/n). You already promised that you'll never leave me, but I want you to be happy here, too. I would remind you till the end of time if I have to! That I'll never harm you and your safety and happiness is my priority! Y-you do love me, right? This whole time wasn't just nothing to you... right??" Saltbaker pleaded to you. You were taken back by his behavior. He seemed panicky from the new thought of you not reciprocating those feelings. As much as you did feel the same way, you still felt betrayed from what he did.

"I... y-you murdered Cuphead and then trapped the others! You have me chained up! I-I really did like you... but I feel so betrayed, it hurts so much! You still have yet to even tell me why you want to rule the Astral Plane. Is that all really worth it?" Teardrops fell down your cheeks one by one. Your heart felt like it was ripping in two, your emotions finally coming to a head full throttle. You began to weep as Saltbaker just swept you into his arms and just held you.

"I'm so sorry. I was so hungry for power and control over the Astral Plane that I lost complete touch of reality. I ended up doing something regretful, something that can't be undone. I wanted to rule all! And you could rule with me, o-or I can just give it all up f-for you!" The insane chef was trembling at this point, making you pull back as you were caught off guard from the situation once more. It took you a minute to regain your composure before you spoke.

"I don't want to rule the Astral Plane. I don't need any of that. I just need you and the Cups." You said. Saltbaker quickly pulled you back into his embrace before throwing himself on top of you, causing you to squeak in surprise. His demeanor did a complete 180° as he was glaring at you, his eyes back to the crazed and ringed yellow.

"What do you mean 'and the Cups'," Saltbaker hissed at you, "what happened to just us? I told you that I'm all you need. I won't let them take any bit of you away from me! I'll dispose of the other two if I have to." You tried to push him off of you, but to no avail as he was much taller and larger than you. You looked up at him only to have him smash his lips into yours. You quickly gave in and melted into the rough kiss, both of you fighting for dominance as your tongues wrestled each other's. You both felt frustrated from the events prior, as well. Saltbaker easily gained dominance over you as you moaned into the kiss, causing him to pull back and smirk. He gently rolled himself off of you and out of the bed, making you pout from all the teasing. He noticed and gave a deep chuckle as he made his way to a dresser and turned on a lamp sitting on it. He then opened the top drawer and pulled out a key, before closing the drawer and turning back to you, leaving the lamp light on. You were still pouting as you watched him just give you a smirk on his way back.

"A promise is a promise, my little gumdrop~" the large chef lifted your foot up with the shackle on and used the key to unlock it from your ankle. You sighed in relief as you stretched yourself out on the bed. Now fully relaxed, another thought came to mind.

"Hey... how long was I sleeping for?" You asked Saltbaker, who already put away the key and shackles and began to dress into his nightly attire of a white t-shirt and boxers. You blushed a little as you scooted over onto one side of the bed, allowing him to lay back in bed next to you.

"Honestly," Chef Saltbaker began as he put an arm around you and pulled you in to cuddle, "you were out for a couple days. You looked so cute the first night that I just couldn't bear to wake you! Plus, I ended up sprinkling some magic over you to help keep you asleep. I had things to do elsewhere and I didn't want you to try to do something while I was away, like try to rescue the cups." He said in a low tone as his grip tightened around you. You opened your mouth to respond, only to let out a yelp as the deranged chef harshly bit at your neck, causing you to slightly bleed. Your face reddened as he started licking up the blood and suckled on your neck, creating a hickey. You let out a soft moan as your inner thighs began to tremble. He already teased you earlier, making you secretly wet. Now he made you feel unbearable in between your legs. You whined to the chef who instantly caught on and chuckled as he caressed your body all over with his hands. You shivered from his touch as your body craved for more.

"Keep begging for me, my sweetness. I wanna hear you moan my name~" Saltbaker said as he kept teasing you. He grinded his hips up against you, making you feel his bulge through his boxers.

"P-please, rip my clothes off and fuck me hard!" Your face was a deep red as the chef chuckled in response to your begging. He did as told, ripping your clothes off with one pull. He slid a hand down to your area where he felt how wet you already were. He let out another chuckle before removing his hand from you, sitting up, and moving himself on top of you. He then slid his boxers off as he positioned himself in front of your entrance. He slammed himself right into you without any warning, making you yell out in pain. He began to thrust himself into you, not even bothering to let you adjust. You didn't need to though, as pleasure quickly replaced the pain and you began to moan out from each thrust.

“Ohhh, S-Saltbaker...!" The large chef just grinned as he kept thrusting into you, harder and faster with each thrust. You felt like you were going crazy with how fast he was going this time. You just kept moaning out as he didn't even bother to slow down yet.

"Yeah? Ya like that? God I love fucking your tight entrance, (y/n)! Now be a good little candy and cum for me~" Saltbaker cooed into your ear as he kept pounding into you, he picked up the pace for the last time as he came in you, followed by you cumming all over his cock. You just kept panting as Saltbaker pulled himself out and leaned down to lick up all your juices. You trembled from finishing and his tongue exploring you still. Once done, he lifted his head back up to look at you.

"Good baby~ now get some more rest, I know you need it. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow, too." With that, you closed your eyes as your panting slowed down, the urge to sleep consuming your tired body once more. The chef just watched you drift off to sleep as he put away his magic after sprinkling a tiny bit over you.

"Sweet dreams, (y/n)~"

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Thank you for reading <3

#cuphead #cuphead dlc #cuphead delicious last course #chef saltbaker #chef saltbaker x reader #mature 18+#yandere #enjoy you simps like me <3

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thegolbrocks · 2 years

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WOMANIZER? - a #Solby #fanfiction

Part 3- Party

It's been a week since Sam stayed over at Colby's, and he can't stop thinking about him. Not to mention the guy continues to text him every single day.

Sam had come home from psych class when he got Colby's text.

Cole: Hey, my friend Ariya is having a party tonight. You should come.

Sam: Yeah, sure, Cole. What time?

Cole: YAY! I CAN'T WAIT! Also, 7 pm. Meet me at my house!

Sam: Okay, will do, brother

Sam started getting ready at 6 pm. He dresses in a dark gray t-shirt and dark wash skinny jeans with black high tops.

When he's done, he decides to head over to Colby's a little early because he didn't have anything else.

When he knocks on the door, it opens only 30 seconds after, and Colby opens it wearing a maroon long sleeve with skinny black jeans. His shoe of choice is black high-top converse.

"Hey Sammy, you made it."

"Yeah, I did; I like your outfit."

"Thanks, baby; I love yours too."

Sam followed Colby out to his car and made their way to Ariya's. They make it 10 minutes later. Once they enter the crowded house, Sam gets a bit nervous. Colby must notice because he's grabbing Sam's hand and reassuring him that everything will be fine. Colby doesn't let go of his hand as he pulls Sam through the house to find a better spot. Sam noticed Kevin and Mike in the corner of a smaller room with a pool table and minibar. Colby seems to see them too, and they end up huddled in the corner together as the four of them talk. Sam sways slightly to the songs he knows and listens to the boys ramble on about the variety of classes they all take.

Colby ends up plastered against Sam's side as they all talk. Sam would be pushing him away if he didn't secretly like the attention from the blue-eyed brunette.

"You have fun, hotty," Colby whispers into his ear.

"I thought I told you to stop with the names COLE. And for your information, I am having fun."

Colby doesn't say anything else to Sam, but the brunette runs his hand down Sam's body smirking when he gets the reaction out of Sam that he wanted.

Colby must love the song that just came on because he's pulling away from Sam and pulling Sam onto the makeshift dance floor that happens to be in the room. Sam finds himself face to face with Colby. Their bodies are touching with just enough space between them for Colby to move his body into Sam's.

(Picture shown at the beginning is how they were dancing)

Sam couldn't help the gasp that came out of his mouth when Colby rolled his body into his. Their groins make just the slightest bit of friction, causing him to feel sparks flow through his body.

Colby noticed, and he pulled Sam closer.

"You like that, don't you, my sweet."

Sam didn't answer. But Colby decided he had his answer and continued to move to the music against Sam's body.

The song came to an end and Sam decided he had to use the restroom.

"Hey Colbs I have to use the restroom"

"Okay I'll take ya" Sam trailed Colby as he showed him the way to the restroom and couldn't help but admire the boys muscular back pulling his shirt taunt against his back to the point he could almost make out the lines of his muscles.

"We're here"

Sam looked up and walked into the restroom closing the door as Colby sat on the chair that sat across from the door. Sam finished and as he make his way out the door he found himself being pushed roughly against the bare wall beside the door.

"You're so damn beautiful Sammy"

"Uhh thank you Colby"

Sam didn't know how to react. He knew he found Colby attractive and possibly liked him more than he let himself believe. But, Colby telling him how attractive he found Sam made Sam wonder what the fuck had his life come to. Colby's the biggest womanizer he's ever met. Why is he acting this way towards him. He can't like Sam there's no way. It has to be a joke .

Colby kept Sam in place as he stared directly at his lips like he was trying to decide what to do next. Sam decided he wanted to make the most of the situation and decided to let the world crumble where it might fall. He moved forward and pressed his lips against Colby's. A second later and Colby was pressing Sam back into the wall pressing his lips on Sam's and gasping when Sam grabbed his hips and pulled them together more. It only lasted 30 seconds but it felt like forever.

"Jesus Christ Colby in my house really!!!'

"Ah shit I'm sorry Ariya, what's up man. Sam this is Ariya. Ariya this is Sam."

"Nice to meet ya brother I hope you're enjoying the party."

"Yeah I am thanks"

After Colby and Ariya exchange a few more words the boys head back to Mike and Kevin. Sam and Kevin start talking about what they wanted to take next semester and Colby disappears. Ten minutes later and Sam looks over and sees Colby dancing with some random chick. He knew he shouldn't have gotten his hopes up. His reputation is true. He had never seen it in action but here he was. Seeing it. He thought it might not be true since he had never seen Colby with women. Sam decided he wanted to leave before he fucks up anything else. He makes his way through the house trying to remember his way out. He's almost out the door when Colby comes out of no where and snags his left hand.

"Where ya going sweet "

"I need some air"

"Alright come on let's go to the back yard Ariya has a couch we can sit on"

Sam trails after Colby even though he knows he shouldn't. He tries to remember that Colby isn't his and he didn't expect him to be so he has no reason to be mad. They make it outside and flop down on the couch.

They sit in silence for 10 minutes before Sam starts to shiver.

"Sammy come on you're cold let's get you home"

"Okay but I don't want to go home alone can I stay with you tonight"

"Sure my sweet, come on"

Neither boy wants to talk about what happened tonight so they leave it behind to be a memory. Once they make it back to Colby's they head to the bedroom and crash half an hour later.

#sam and colby #solby #colbybrock #sam golbach #wattpad #snc #books #youtube

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quirkysubject · 2 years

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How Freddie didn't consider himself to be beautiful is beyond my comprehension.

I know, right?

But then, I know some absolutely stunning people who don't think of themselves that way. On the occasions that I been called beautiful (and man, I cringe even typing this), I always automatically assumed it was flattery, weird taste, or bad eyesight 😄 I guess it's like that for most people,

It's probably got something to do with the fact that we know the "warts and all" version of ourselves better than most other people - we know what we look like in that unflattering pair of trousers that never makes it out of the changing room, or after too much booze/too little sleep under the harsh bathroom lights first thing in the morning. So if we can admit that we are occasionally beautiful at all, it's usually only under a long list of conditions (if I have a good hair day, and the lighting is right, and I put my make-up on, and I remember to suck in my stomach etc...)

Also, I think we usually judge our own looks by the very narrow standards of whatever is considered conventionally beautiful at the moment. Freddie had an overbite, an asymmetrical nose, and a petite stature - none of which complied with the conventional idea of male attractiveness (tall, muscular, straight teeth and nose, symmetrical features etc.) and he would have been conscious of that.

However, I also love the fact that he's well aware of his assets (Phoebe mentions cheekbones and eyes - well spotted, Freddie) and that he doesn't let the things he regarded as flaws get in his way. So, he might have hated his teeth and hid them behind his hands when he laughed, but it was more important to him that his voice wouldn't be negatively affected by having them fixed (which doesn't sound very likely, but anyway), so he kept them as they were. He probably couldn't have been a fashion model, but that didn't stop him from dressing and strutting like one. Whatever flaws he saw in his body, he put himself into skin-tight leotards and tiny shorts and gyrated his lil heart out in front of tens of thousands of people.

And I think in a way, that's something that contributes to what we see when we look at him. Not just a handsome man, but someone interesting, charismatic, brave, and unique, which in turn only makes him look more beautiful.

#body image #freddie mercury #anon ask

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soda-boots · 7 months

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Hänsel und Gretel

I went climbing (or more accurately bouldering) with him yesterday. My tumblr is just my journal at this point, and I’m not mad about that.

It was really fun. I wore my little shorts and my favourite sweater (my death sweater actually) and one of the few scarves I have with me at uni. I don’t really wear scarves actually, but it kept me warm throughout the night.

We walked to the climbing centre, after my show. Obviously me being an expert navigator led the way (sort of). That was so cringe of me to say (more than once), but I’m not really embarrassed. More squirmy reliving it.

The actual bouldering was great. I forgot how tiring and challenging it was. Additionally, I’m so used to bouldering outside and on these concrete rocks at the loop that I didn’t realise how different it felt inside with climbing holds. I hadn’t climbed in a while. It just makes me relive S5 again. That year of outdoor education; I miss outdoor Ed, and my little group there. The nostalgia is kicking in really quickly.

He was a natural at it. He was so good; it was mesmerising. When he did the overhang one, as he climbed up (and also to the side as it is angled) I couldn’t help but notice how muscular his calves were. I’m gushing at the memory now. Him moving up upside down was so spiderman like (I always did like Peter Parker). I wonder if he still reads my tumblr. It’s kind of swayed into me fawning over him sometimes. Which is fine for me to write ( I don’t reread it myself), but I wonder how it makes him feel. To be the object of someone’s desire. Like FKA twigs said in Pendelum -

“How does it feel to have me thinking about you? Wishing my words were enough to consume you”

Probably my favourite lyric from her. The placement of the onus of the crush being on the desired is so genius to me. We often reflect on crushes from our own point of view because it heavily involves us, we are the ‘feeler’ after all, but what about the other person ? Can you tell I like you so much? Do you feel an ooze of longing gushing out of me? Spilling everywhere like oil out a broken amphora. I want you and I want you to know that I want you (you do).

I’m just a little scared that this won’t go anywhere. The thought leaves me desolate. However, we have our funny moments like me falling off the wooden holds to see you taking photos of me or criticising the lack of “dynamicness” of archery. You listening to my show means a lot to me. Even though we haven’t known each other that long you mean a lot to me.

As a short addendum: Hansel and Gretel /Yeti was good. An improvement from last week though not where I want the show to be yet. I need to put in more effort, in spite of that it’s so cheery how chaotic the show feels at times. I hope the excitement and amusement is palpable. After climbing we joined some of the film pub crawl before getting there Ellis did talk about bridges (which was endearing). I asked him about which George the bridge was built (I barely remember the Georges myself). Someone, a Zoe(y), complimented my scarf, so kind of her. She looked great ! And her tag along Cameron looked lovely too. We ended up sitting down at a table and 2 other guys came along (one business and ancient history/archeology I think ). I always wanted to do classics in school. I told him about the thom yorke house and he mentioned his association with Cavern. I’m starting to feel more comfortable talking to him in person.

I should go now. This was invigorating.

edit: I realised I only ever really talk about Ellis physically, probably because it's just easier for me to write. And so much less invasive for me to write. I don't really like writing about how other people exist in relation to me. He's so funny, and not in a like he's a jokester way, but in a we can have banter way. Like I don't feel bad being slightly mean in my humour with him. [Song interjection - Family by Bjork is so harmonious. Those strings and I can't even describe it - celestial ringings? - are so calming for me] In some ways he has a lot of things I desire. He just seems so effortlessly normal, and smart and kind. He can drink beer and doesn't have an unusual reaction to coffee (though feeling faint does kind of moot this point); he lives in a uni house with his friends. Something that still kind of bothers me. When I think about it, in some ways I feel like a failure in that I couldn't cobble together enough friends (or even integrate with people) to get a uni house. I so want to be quintessential sometimes, and it hurts that I'm so violently not at times. In reality, a lot of these things don't bother me most of the time. And I do NOT think me liking Ellis stems from some psychological urge for normalcy (I enjoy many normal things and above average things in my life and it would be disingenuous to imply I don't. Nonetheless, often I have this picture of how things should go and it does feel debilitating when everything isn't picturesque), but just that we get along and have similar interests. I do like he likes art, and reads (the fact that I even have to put that as an attractive quality). He's sporty/athletic. He has things that he's passionate about and willing to talk about. He seems to be interested in what I have to say too. There's something so refreshing about when people feel like they care about what you say. Sometimes I feel quite invisible (the whole photo/stalker thing sort of worsens that). I know I'm not. I do see people who greet me back often. I love to feel acknowledged.

Anyway let's stop with all this woe of me bullshit. Let's look at the nice parts of my day. I have people I can talk to about things, and send funny tiktoks and have a nice chat to. I saw the taylor swift film, which I enjoyed. I allow myself to follow my interests passionately. I allow myself the freedom to change my hair, so drastically (it's not that drastic). Maybe reinvention isn't the solution, but it's a calming one. Vulnicura is a bop and a half. Interesting, I've been coming back to it so much all year.

Edit: I just seem to lack contentment. I have so much to be happy about. And I am

#journal #university #climbing

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 8 months

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Chapter 2.

Note: follow up to chapter 1.

Warnings: fluff. mention of smoking. that's it.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: Sihtric stayed in touch, and you embarrassed yourself.

wordcount: 2,8k

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'You clearly haven't seen me when I wake up.'

Two days had passed since you saw Seven Kings live and had met all the members again. Which also means two days had passed since Sihtric interacted with you on instagram, and against all your expectations, he actually stayed in touch with you.

After he had asked you how you were doing, you simply kept messaging each other throughout the day. Just small talk, and you were cautious, cherishing the fact that he kept writing to you for some reason. He told you he was travelling abroad for two shows, and that he got a little bored on the road sometimes, so you figured you were just a form of entertainment for him right now, nothing more. You thought he was probably talking to a bunch of other girls in his dms too.

You told Gisela all about it, and she couldn't believe it. She kept saying this was the start of your relationship, but you obviously didn't believe her.

After a normal day of going to work, you got in bed late in the evening, knowing that the band had finished their show about two hours ago, and you opened your messages with Sihtric again. He hadn't read your last reply to him yet, and you knew it was because you had answered him shortly before he had to go on stage. You sighed, feeling silly for missing the interaction you had throughout the day and the day before, when he had no show to play, and now there were time gaps in his replies, which you understood. But you also feared he probably met some new pretty young thing and forgot all about you. You wanted to close the app, but your hand slipped and your phone fell flat on your face.

'Fuck!' you groaned, rubbing your forehead, and when you lifted your phone from your face, you panicked.

You had accidentally pressed the video call button.

'No!' you screamed, 'no, no! Oh god, no!'

In your panic you couldn't get the dialling to stop, and suddenly your screen said:

Connecting…

Then Sihtric suddenly appeared, shirtless and smiling, albeit a little confused. His hair was wet, a towel hung over his shoulder, and he was clearly standing in the bathroom of his hotel.

'Hey,' he chuckled at the sight of your big eyes.

'Oh my god! I'm so sorry!' you immediately said, 'I didn't mean to call you. I'm so sorry, I feel so stupid. My phone slipped out of my hands and fell on my face, I accidentally called you somehow and I couldn't figure out how to stop it-'

'Relax,' Sihtric laughed, 'calm down, lady, it's all good.'

'I feel so stupid,' you confessed and hid your face behind your free hand.

'Don't worry,' Sihtric smiled as he walked over to the bed, 'I'm kind of surprised something like that never happened to me, since I'm clumsy as fuck,' he laughed.

You stared at the breathtaking man on your screen, your eyes glued to the glimpses of his muscular body.

'W-why did you even answer?' you asked.

'Well, you called me,' he chuckled, 'I guess… maybe I secretly hoped you called to say you were in town,' he smiled weakly, 'but guess you're not,' he said, seeing you were tucked in bed.

'I'm not,' you said shyly, 'look, I'm really sorry for bothering you like this. I- I'll leave you to your evenin-'

'No, don't hang up,' Sihtric said as he perked up, 'please?' he pleaded softly and then sighed, 'I… I could use some company, really,' he said with a shy smile.

'O…oh, are you s-sure?'

Sihtric nodded and laid back down on his bed again, one arm behind his head as he smiled at you.

'Yeah,' he said, 'these shows are quite overwhelming, after not playing any for almost two years. If I'm alone I just overthink about what went wrong or what may go wrong next show. Maybe you could take my mind off it?'

'Okay,' you chuckled, 'so, where is everyone else then?'

'The guys all took some girls to their rooms,' Sihtric smiled and shook his head.

'And you don't do that?' you blurted out.

'Not anymore, no,' he said, 'before I got married, sure, the attention was fun. But then I grew up, I guess, and realised those one night stands only make me feel more lonely on the road. And once you had a taste of that domestic life,' he shrugged, 'I can't go back to just fucking around anymore.'

'You liked that life then?' you asked, becoming a little more relaxed yourself. It felt so easy and natural to talk to him somehow, you couldn't explain it.

'I did,' Sihtric smiled a little shyly again, 'it's the best feeling in the world to come home and know someone's waiting for you. But, yeah,' he sighed, 'that's gone.'

'I'm sorry,' you said with a slight pout, feeling genuinely sad for him.

You wanted to ask why he divorced, but you felt you'd overstep if you did, so you just sighed softly and gave him a smile.

'I can see you want to ask,' Sihtric said, as if he could read your thoughts, 'it's okay. If I didn't want to talk about it I wouldn't have mentioned it. My ex, eh, she cheated,' he sniffed, 'like… every time I was out of town,' he snorted, 'it's not funny, but I'd rather laugh at it than get angry.'

'Fuck,' you gasped, 'Sihtric, I'm so sorry. You don't deserve that. No one does.'

'Ah, it happened,' he said, 'I healed from that already. Had a rebound, which was stupid as fuck too,' he laughed, 'but that's when I figured that those girls at the show, who want to get in your bed, they're not wife material. They like you for one night, brag about it, and move on to the next new hot and popular band,' he grimaced.

'Christ,' you shuddered, 'I can't even imagine why anyone would do that.'

'Well, some artists like that,' he coughed, 'Uhtred and Osferth,' he said in between coughs.

You broke out in a laugh. 'Are you ratting out your friends?'

'Oh come,' he chuckled, 'don't pretend you're not aware of the stories.'

'Yeah, what is up with Osferth?' you snorted.

'Lady, I don't even know how he gets all those women in his bed. And clearly, he's not being safe either, the dickhead,' Sihtric shook his head and sighed, 'at least Uhtred's smart, using protection, but Osferth is a bit naive sometimes I guess.'

'Yet Osferth calls himself a good Christian boy?'

'Only on Sundays, when he says he has to go to church, probably to confess his sins of the past weekend.'

You both laughed and then you asked what Finan's deal was.

'Finan has a girl here and there,' Sihtric said, 'nothing steady, nothing serious. But he's transparent about it with them.'

'That's something,' you said, 'you know, my friend who was also at the meet and greet, she's head over heels for Uhtred.'

'Really? Damn,' Sihtric smiled at you, 'well, she better stay away from him. He's not ready to settle down yet.'

'I told her that,' you laughed, 'and, well, it's not like there's any chance anyway. I mean, you guys are so famous, you're all totally unreachable.'

'Unreachable?' Sihtric frowned, tilting his head slightly to the side.

'Yeah, I mean, you guys can date any supermodel you probably want,' you chuckled.

A feeling of sadness suddenly settled in your bones, knowing that your crush on Sihtric was simply hopeless, yet you kept falling for him the more contact you had, even though you knew you never had a chance.

'Girls like us will never have a chance with guys like you,' you added, brushing it off with a shrug.

'You don't know that,' Sihtric smiled sweetly.

'Yeah, well,' you mumbled and looked away from your phone.

Sihtric simply smiled at his screen, taking in your appearance. He loved the way you looked, so real and beautiful. No make-up, no fancy clothing, your hair just hanging loose. He loved that you had accidentally called him, because he knew that the way you were talking with him now, and the way you looked, was your authentic self. And he loved it.

'But what about you?' Sihtric broke the short silence, 'are you dating or married even?'

'What? Oh, no,' you said, 'no. My last boyfriend cheated on me too, actually,' you sighed, 'that relationship ended about two years ago. I had some dates here and there, but I found no one worthy yet.'

'Worthy?' Sihtric smiled, 'of what?'

'To settle down with, I guess,' you chuckled, 'isn't that what everyone wants eventually?'

'It is,' Sihtric smiled and bit down on his lip.

You truly wanted to keep talking with Sihtric, but you saw nearly an hour had passed already, and felt horrible for robbing him of his time, even though he said he wanted some company. And besides, you started to struggle to keep your eyes open.

'Hey, so… it's getting late,' you said, 'I'm really tired and I have to work again tomorrow.'

'What kind of work do you do?'

'Customer service for an internet company,' you grimaced.

'Oh, fuck,' Sihtric laughed, 'you must be treated kindly during your day, huh?'

'Oh,' you mocked, 'you have no idea. I learn a new curse word every day.'

'I bet,' Sihtric chuckled, then became serious, 'that doesn't mess with you?'

'Some days are harder than others,' you admitted, 'some people have trouble with their internet, and they're really friendly and thankful when I help them out. But most people give you shit because they just need someone to blame, and I'm the one who picks up the phone,' you shrugged, 'it definitely sucks. But I gotta pay my bills.'

'Hard working woman,' Sihtric smiled sweetly, 'yeah, I'll let you get some sleep then. I should go to sleep as well.'

'Travelling again tomorrow?'

'Yeah, early morning. Got the rest of the day off there.'

'Lucky you,' you smiled, 'I'll be stuck at work from nine to six.'

Sihtric whistled. 'Sounds rough.'

'It is,' you chuckled, 'anyway, safe travels then for you.'

'Thank you, lady. Good luck to you, don't let some asshole bring you down just because his internet doesn't work, okay?' he smiled.

'I'll try,' you promised.

'Good,' Sihtric said, 'thanks for keeping me company. Sweet dreams, love,' he smiled and winked.

'Sweet dreams,' you said shyly, and you both hung up.

If you weren't so tired, you would've called Gisela right away, but you were exhausted. Your head was simply spinning, and you fell asleep after only a few minutes.

When your alarm rang you immediately thought your video call with Sihtric had been a dream. A very realistic and pleasant dream, but still, just a dream. But then you saw a notification on your lockscreen, and once again, your heart stopped.

sihtric.kjartansson started following you.

You stared at your phone for what felt like minutes. Then you took a screenshot and texted Gisela, who called you immediately.

'What is happening?!' she yelled.

'I don't know! I accidentally called him last night, you know, a video call!' you said, and explained to her what had happened.

'I'm telling you,' Gisela said, 'he's into you. Believe me!'

You wanted to shrug it off again, but even you couldn't deny right now that things started to feel a little… suspicious. In the best way possible.

Because your phone call with Gisela took longer than expected, you had to rush to work. Your head was simply not there all day, and you struggled to get through the hours, until your first break. And when you took your phone out, you got another shock. Suddenly hundreds of people you didn't know had started following you. You quickly understood they were all fans of Seven Kings, and had simply noticed Sihtric started to follow someone new on his instagram. And like sheep, they started to follow your page too, probably hoping to become friendly with you and figuring out your connection with him.

You quickly switched your profile to private and deleted every follower you didn't know. Then you messaged Sihtric.

You: thanks for the follow

You: and for the few hundred new followers too yikes

Sihtric: ah fuck

Sihtric: sorry love

Sihtric: I didn't think about that. Sorry if I caused any trouble…

You: it's okay, I just switched my profile to private

Sihtric: I'm really sorry

Sihtric: you busy?

You: my break is actually almost over :(

Sihtric: aw damn :(

Sihtric: message me later? x

You: I will :) x

The rest of the day flew by, and when you got home, you quickly made yourself some dinner. And before you could message Sihtric, you saw he had already messaged you.

Sihtric: how was your day?

You: could be worse, so not too bad :) yours?

Suddenly Sihtric video called you, like you had done the night before. A shock went through your body again, and you took a deep breath before you answered the call.

'Hey,' you said, nervously.

'Hey yourself,' Sihtric smiled.

And fucking hell, how good he looked, you thought. Your heart stopped at the sight of his braided hair, while he was wearing a black hoodie. He sat outside on a balcony, you figured he was at what would be his hotel for the night, and he lit a cigarette. The only thing you didn't like about Sihtric; he smoked. But he looked so damn hot doing it…

'You look pretty,' Sihtric said, and took a drag from his cigarette.

'Thanks,' you felt your cheeks burn, 'so do you. I like your hair.'

'You like it?' he smiled, then exhaled the cigarette smoke through his nose and his slightly parted lips.

'Yeah,' you smiled, 'it looks good.'

'Thanks,' Sihtric chuckled, 'I had a short interview, for some bass guitar blog,' he said, 'figured I'd try and look decent.'

'You always look more than decent,' you laughed.

'You clearly haven't seen me when I wake up,' he winked.

'You're right, I haven't,' you giggled.

'Mhm,' Sihtric hummed, taking another drag, 'maybe one day, love,' he suddenly said.

'What?' your eyes grew big.

Did you just hear that right? Was that… was he making a move of sorts?

Sihtric grinned, shook his head lightly and pressed out his cigarette in the ashtray on his table.

'People treated you nice today then, lady?' he moved on and leaned back, holding his phone.

'A bit,' you shrugged, 'nothing out of the ordinary happened. But how was your day?'

'Quite boring,' Sihtric stretched his arms, showing off a part of his abs, as his hoodie got pulled up with his movements, 'the interview was fun. Got to play some bass,' he smiled, 'just had dinner with the guys, now we're all just doing our own thing.'

'Doesn't sound bad,' you smiled.

'It's not. But, hey, so… I was thinking,' Sihtric said as he got up and walked inside his hotel room, 'you said you wanted to come to the last show of this tour, right?' he asked and sat down on a comfy looking couch.

'Yeah, well, I tried to get a ticket, but you know…'

'Yeah, but what if I put you on the guestlist?'

'Oh, I… eh,' you stammered, 'that's really sweet. But.. I- I have to work that day, until eight in the evening, we work in shifts. My boss scheduled me already, it's too short notice to take the day off. I'm really sorry…'

'Oh,' Sihtric said and looked down at his feet, 'yeah, I understand,' he gave you a weak smile.

'I'm sorry, Sihtric. I would've loved to see the show again, but I'd only arrive like… near the end.'

You felt horrible. Sihtric looked visibly sad that you more or less turned down his invite, but you truly could not get that day off anymore.

'Maybe, hm…' Sihtric said, then paused, 'could you make it to the afterparty?' he asked.

'Oh, eh, I… I think so, yeah,' you said.

'Really?'

You swear you saw his eyes lit up.

'Yeah, I mean… I could take the train there after work. I'll be really tired though, but… yeah,' you chuckled, 'what time does it start?'

'Right after the show really, but I don't go there right away. I want to shower first and eat something,' Sihtric said, 'I never stay long either. But these parties only happen at the end of a tour, so I gotta show my face for an hour or so, you know?'

'I see,' you smiled, 'eh, yeah, let me check the trains real quick.'

Sihtric stared at you, anxiously waiting like an excited puppy to hear if you could make it or not.

'I could be there round eleven, does that work?' you frowned.

'Yeah, yeah,' Sihtric smiled, 'that's perfect. Just message me when you're close, and I'll wait outside the venue for you.'

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