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vampire207343 · 2 years

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Twins

What if .... Bella Cullen gaved birth to twins by the name Renesmee Carlie and Elizabeth Rosabelle Cullen

As Renesmee and I grow up to full maturity which are different age from each other Renesemee is stucking looking 15 years old forever while I on the other hand stop aging at the age of 19 years old. As we grew older we carved more human blood than human which is why hidden are true nature even from our own family in order to not dispoint them.

As kids Renesmee and I look identical to one another the only thing that could tell us apart would be our hair my mine is more light brown than bronze like Ren. But now that we reach full our full maturity we no longer look identical to each other especially with the age gap physically look now.

I was thinking of leaving the family since I don't want to hide my true nate anymore because it may become dangerous that should my family find out I'm hunting humans instead of animals they would kill me not that I'm the only one who hunt human so is twin Renesmee which I would most likely get blame for draging her hunt humans instead of animals. But really it Renesmee's choice to feed on humans I didn't force her to something she dosen't want like our family us doing forcing Renesmee to accept the imprinting bonded with Jacob who Ren only see as an older brother and protector nothing else.

(Renesmee Carlie Cullen)

Renesmee dose not love Jacob like he loves her so she decided to fallow her and leave the family. Luckly their Aunt Alice are unable to see them both on any of her vision and with them hiding their scent when they left home thst should prevent their family from fallowing them.

A year after Ren and I left our family we encounter two of the high ranking Volturi guards during our hunt north dakota and it was non other than Alec and Demetri Volturi.

During this encounter I, Elizabeth Rosabelle Cullen is the mate of the one and only Demetri Volturi

the former tracker of Volturi coven and one of the two that survival of the ambush of the romanian coven which release him from Chelsea's gift which his so call loyalty to his coven disappear the same thing happen to Alec but at that time his twin sister Jane was already killed but before Alec left with Demetri he killed the Vampire that killed his beloved sister. That was a year ago and Alec is still mourning his sister's death.

The two sisters decided to stick around Alec and Demetri especially Elizabeth who just found her mate who she been searching for since she reach full maturity 10 years ago.

The four Renesmee , Alec ,Elizabeth & Demetri grew close to one another after spending a year together by then Renesmee and Elizabeth changed their last name Peverell which is the last name of one of our Ancestors a named that their mother dosen't know about, wich prevent tge rest of their family finding them even more.

Renesmee is a gifted vampire having the ability to place her thoughts and memories into another person's mind. Aside from this gift she also has the power of shield penetration, which allows her to penetrate their mother's mentally defensive power.

Like my sister Renesmee I am also a very gifted vampire having a Winter Manipulation which able me to tap and induce the winter and the powers/forces it represents: snow and ice, cold, death and solitude. It is also time of endurance and survival with any means possible, waiting, reflection and preparation for the upcoming growth season. Which is a gift my family know nothing about they will see gift as horrible since it represent death which why they know nothing of it. I also has the gift of a Force-Field Generation which allow me

create a field formed from energy, elements, the environment, or by manipulating smaller items to form a greater whole. Typically centered on or around the user like an aura, these fields often take on a spherical or flat shape and manifest in the form of a barrier or surface such as a shield, wall, dome, or bubble. They can either possess a solid, fluid or elastic structure and surface. Some of these barriers even possess texture similar to that of glass or crystal, creating the appearance of a nearly unbreakable window-like barrier or a transparent shimmer, while others manifest of an amorphous, sometimes invisible or completely imperceptible force or energy that can be made to resemble matter.

Force-Fields are capable of blocking or impeding approaching objects and nullifying attacks, including physical and energy based attacks or even repelling or reflecting them, as well being used as a means of containment to imprison others. Some users are also able to throw shields away from themselves or to catch things with them, while other's may possess sufficient enough control over their force-fields to mold them into a variety of shapes, objects, structures and other more advanced forms. It is even possible to use these barriers as armor by creating thinner force-fields around one's own body or that of others, preventing objects or forces from damaging or even touching them if desired. Other users are able to shrink their force field and use it as a projectile, in addition to other offensive measures rather than only defensive, such as creating a force-field inside an object or person and expanding the force-field so that the object or person explodes. At its most versatile, a user may be able to move, manipulate and otherwise interact with matter or energy using their fields, depending on their level of control over the ability and the exact properties of their fields.

Despite their notable strength and durability, force-fields aren't always impenetrable and can be removed by energy drain or extreme force. This is the only gift my family know of but I also one more gift called Continent Creation which allow me have the ability to create continents, which are the landmasses of a planet, sometimes out of nothing. The user can effectively create things on the continent too, such as life and environments. Which all three of gifts I train to it's limit for 10 years without the knowladge of my family the only one who dose is my sister and twin. I train all three of my gift until it become secound nature to me. Which makes a powerful vampire.

If Aro had known my gift he would most likely made me one of his guards when we girst meet during the time they thought Rensemee and I were immortal child. Luckly he didn't even though it would had lead me to Demetri earlier but he wouldn't have known that I was his mate until I was full mature which is something he dosen't want me exprince after all he was casanova. Which I fully agree I don't want to exprince to see my mate having romantic relationship with other womans even if I wouldn't have known he was my mate until I was full matured.

The four of us Renesmee , Alec ,Demetri & I decided to become one coven after two years together and it was decided that our coven leader should be demetri. We settled in a Continent I created out of nothing somewhere in Greece which is a continent I have been creating for 5 years now. The Continute itself is hidden from humans well protective beging surrounded a powerful force-field and invisible to the naked eye of humans and those of Vampires who wish to harm anyone reside within.

I also created something called a blood stone which will turn any water it touch to the first substance it drop on it after it creation be it a alcohol beverage, poison and human blood. With a limitless supplies of human blood for our coven to feed on. So they don't really need to hunt humans anymore, but they still do from time to time. And the blood are preserve to make sure to keep it fresh and clean at all times.

A long the way Renesmee and Alec fell in loved to one another

After getting to know one another for two years and Demetri and Elizabeth recently got married in Paris and it's a small wedding just among themselves.

1 year after, Demetri & I married. I soon found out that I am pregnant but luckly we don't need grandpa carlisle cullen's help to deliver this baby since Renesmee and I study medical under him and how to give birth to a child. I consume alot more human blood since I'm pregnant with first child.

Demetri thought it's a daughter who would look like me, I hope so because I always wantedca daughter if I ever have a child. If we have a girl we plan to name her Amore Rosalinda Peverell or if they had a boy his name would be Jason Alexsander Peverell.

My pregnacy is alot faster than when our was pregnant with Renesmee and I 20 years ago. Since the child I carry is ¾ vampire unlike Renesmee and I who is only ½ vampire. It only took 3 weeks before I gaved birth to my beautiful daughter Amore Rosalinda Peverell it look like she takes after her mother more than her father especially in the look department.

After Amore Peverell was born the four of them offically moved to the continent I created

After the house was build and Renesmee and Alec live together in another house not far from the main house.

The Cullen tfied to search for their two youngest member but they never found Renesmee and Elizabeth not even with the help of the pack that they were force to accept that their gone since not even Jacob's imprint bond can located Renesmee. Which devested the family but the only one who seem to be mourning Elizabeth's suppose death is Emmett & Rosalie Cullen who treated Elizabeth more a daughter than Edward & Bella ever did who always act like they only have one child.

With the news of the death of Elizabeth and Resnesmee, both Emmett and Rosalie the Cullen coven and change their diet to human blood to distance themself from their old coven which made their blood lust control better than when they were feeding animal blood.

2 years after Rosalie and Emmett left the Cullen coven they somehow encounter both Alec and Renesmee through this encounter did both Rosalie and Emmett found out that Elizabeth is very much alived and married to Demetri the former tracker of the Volturi guard who is their new coven leader. That's when both decided to join the coven with Demetri's permission of course which Demetri has no problem after all his wife and mate dearly miss them both. After arrive to the Island both Rosalie and Emmett were shock to find out that Elizabeth has a daughter wit h Demetri.

(Amore Rosalinda Peverell, 2 years old)

Which is the most beautiful little girl they ever saw not even Renesmee and Elizabeth was cute as Amore is when they were her age. Rosalie and Emmett already love and adore Amore after first meeting him.

Rosalie and Emmett created a house not far from Renesmee and Alec's own home. While they aren't happy that the twins run without telling anybody but they both understand the Cullen would never understand their need to feed on human blood and Renesmee not wanting to someday married the one person she see nothing but an older brother and protector who also happen to be one of mother's former suitor. The're both happy that Renesmee and Elizabeth found their own happines.

It wasn't long after Rosalie and Emmett join the Peverell coven did Renesmee and Alec finally married after 2 years together, they also have a small wedding among them self.

It's also the day Amore discover her gifts and like her mother she has three gifts the first sge discover was Storm manipulation which allow the user to sense, create, shape and manipulate storms, including strong wind, hail, thunder and/or lightning (a thunderstorm), heavy precipitation (snowstorm, rainstorm), heavy freezing rain (ice storm), strong winds (tropical cyclone, windstorm), or wind transporting substance through the atmosphere as in a dust storm, blizzard, sandstorm, etc. Luckly she great control of her Storm manipulation. The secound gift was Sensory Tracking which allow the user to use sense and locate other people and/or objects by focusing on them, allowing them to find their location and sense their environment. This power works most effectively in finding missing people, as the user can sense the whereabouts of his target and point out the direction and distance between them. And her gift is Flawless Clairvoyance which the User gains flawless direct visual information about absolutely everything in their verse (i.e., objects, people, locations, events, etc.) and perfectly understand it all intuitively, through means other than the user's physical sight, with no mistakes and 100% accuracy and certainty. Defenses against ordinary Clairvoyance, including Psychic Falsification, Psychic Shadow, Tracking Evasion, etc., are ineffective.

Amore's Flawless Clairvoyance seem to be more powerful than Alice Cullen's gift to see the future base of someone's decision.

With the Romanian Coven now in power they didn't care whether humans find out their existence or not indoing so many vampire Coven such as the Amazon coven were persecute by the humans after finding out the existence of Supernatural such as vampire after the Romanian Coven came back to power. Many coven thought it was a good thing with the Volturi coven gone such coven were the Cullens humans slowly persecute vampires and the humans discovering of Vampires weren't the only supernatural they also found out about the wolves were also persecute along with their imprint who was persecute with them.

With the humans persecute the Vampires and wolf that slowly force all Vampires covens are going into hiding from mortals but they are unable survive without blood that they were all force to feed of animal blood alone in order to survive. And the Humans found away to kill vampires and the first Vampire to be destroy are Romanian Coven. With the human persecute Vampires the reminding Cullen force to distant themself from humans to survive. And in order to remain alive they seperated from one another.

While all these were happening the Peverell coven expanded the Island making it even bigger. It wasn't long before Renesmee and Elizabeth got pregnant with their husband's child by then Amore Rosalinda Peverell is now a full mature Vampire.

(Amore Rosalinda Peverell, 7 years old )

When Amore reach full maturity as a vampire her mother Elizabeth Peverell created one of the most beautiful hairclip

she has ever seen just for her which also act a protection for from humans and campires alike. Unknown to them while they are safe in the island the rest of their kind are persecute by humans they didn't known until Demetri's sire Amun and his coven stumble on the island while they were looking for place to hide from humans which is the only Island the humans can't reach them and it's very much hidden from all humans and vampires it was only a miracle that Egyptian coven stumble uppon the Island itself. Demetri allow them to stay as well and join their coven if they so desired which they accepted because they know if they decline they might not survive the human's persecution and they could stay in the Island where they are safe.

Which the Egyptian coven found out that they have a limitless suplies of blood that never runout always fresh that was created by Elizabeth Peverell the mate and wife of Demetri. Who they all meet once when she was a child. Sge was one of the hybird Vampire daughters of Edward and Bella Cullen, she was also the overlook daughter of them both who would have known she has a powerful gift that created an entire new island surrounded by a powerful Force field and hidden from the views of Humans and vampire. Egyptian coven created a new house not far from Emmett and Rosalie's own.

And they also discover that Renesmee and Elizabeth are pregnant with their husband's child which congrasulated them they even meet the eldest child of Demetri and Elizabeth Peverell.

It wasn't long after that did Elizabeth gaved birth to her secound child which is a son which they named him Jason Alexsander Peverell. He have black hair and brown eyes unlike his eldest sister who has light brown hair.

A day later, Renesmee gaved birth to a daughter who look so much like Alec's own twin sister so they named her Olivia Jane Peverell. The moment Olivia was born Alec already love and adore her that is before he took notice that she look simlier to his beloved sister Jane who he have loved dearly and he dail to protect but he made a vow that he would protect his daughter no matter whst even if it's from humans. He would protect one person whoreminded him of his beloved twin his little Olivia.

14 years later...

Amore Rosalinda Peverell is now 21 years old and she is now offically an adult and her brother Jason Alexsander Peverell

Who reach full maturity 4 years ago since he is nown 14 years old and like his sister and parents he very gifted vampire. He has the gift of Absolute Defense which allow him to possesses a defense that cannot be breached by any attack, giving them protection from all attacks, regardless of power, type, magnitude, and/or directions. Which he use his gift to strengthening his mother's Force-Field around the who Island. But it isn't the only gift he has he also has gift of Teleportation which allow him to move instantaneously from one location to another without physically occupying the space in between or transfer matter (beings/objects, including themselves) or energy from one point to another without traversing the physical space between them. This can be achieved by various means, including causing the atoms/molecules to travel at light-speed, warping the space, or use quantum superposition, in which the user teleports by spatially rearranging the subatomic contents of a system.

While teleportation may seem like it is simply for travel, it can be a valuable ability as it can be used offensively (and quite powerful, as a spatial attack) while offering superiority regarding movement speed and distance coverage. A skilled combatant or strategist can use it for many innovative manners. He also has the gift of Memory Manipulation which he can control memories of oneself and others, allowing them to modify, fabricate, suppress, influence, repair, restore, erase, detect, and view them. They can change memories to confuse, wipe away certain memories to cause amnesia, discern and provoke nostalgia, and enter the victim into a psychic vision, replaying their memory. Which is quite usefull if they were ever found by the humans that persecution Vampires after findout their existence.

Olivia Jane Peverell has reach full maturity the same time as Jason Alexsander Peverell 4 years ago since she is now 14 years old and like her parents and cousin she is also a gifted vampire. She has the gift of Illusion Manipulation which he can manipulate illusions, causing targets to see, hear, touch, smell or taste things differently from what they truly are. At its base, she can distort the shape and size of an object or area. More complex applications include causing targets to misinterpret the distance or number of an object, causing objects or entire landscapes to appear or disappear, distorting the sensory experiences of targets etc. With its near-limitless potential, the user can achieve a plethora of effects, like being extremely stealthy, discombobulating and confusing targets, hiding and masking objects or places, causing targets to unknowingly hurt each other, and so on.

Though most illusions only affect sight, more powerful users can manipulate illusions that affect any and every other sense, thus making it no different from reality to the target. And she also has the gift of Unreality Manipulation which she can manipulate unreality and everything that isn't real, which includes things such as lies, falseness, illusions, dreams, fiction, fantasy, imagination, etc. The difference between reality and unreality is that reality includes all that is real, such as all that exists in it, events, the current state of reality, and so on, while unreality, of course, includes everything that is not real at all, like what is in fiction. The user can use this power to manipulate imaginative/illusional/fictional/dream worlds and the like, and bring things that are unreal into reality. Which makes her one of the powerful vampires especially when she finally master gift like it's secound nature to her like Cousin Amore & Jason who train their gift to full mastery.

Jason Peverell use his Memory Manipulation to erase the humans memories of the supernatural with the help Olivia's Unreality Manipulation which she made sure all humans memories are erase. Soon Vampires coming out of hiding by then all the wolves of La push and their imprints are all kill that include Jacob black who tried to save his pack but he only end up joining them instead of saving them.

To insure that humans dosen't find out the existence of vampires again the new Royal family are selected to be the Peverell who has two former guards of the Volturi and knows the working of their Law and their coven leader happen to be Demetri himself and the coven also has the two people who return their way of life by erase the humans memories of the supernatural help as well.

The remainding Cullens are reunited but the time they are all together again Alice & Jasper are now divorce which shock Bella since she always thought that Alice &Jasper are mate not companion. And Jasper end up leaving the coven since he found his mate on the daughter Demetri Peverell, Amore Rosalinda Peverell, he only return to say his goodbye and return his crest.

#Elizabeth Rasabelle Cullen x Demetri Volturi #Renesmee Carlie x Alec Volturi #Force-Field Generation #Continent Creation #Storm manipulation #Mental/Physical shield #Reneslec #Amore Rosalinda Peverell #emmett cullen #rosalie hale #Sensory Tracking #Flawless Clairvoyance #Absolute Defense #teleportation #Memory Manipulation #Illusion Manipulation #Unreality Manipulation #Jason Alexsander Peverell

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viaggiatori-erranti · 1 year

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🧿REJECTION IS JUST REDIRECTION🧿

#frasi #frasitumblr #tumblr #citazioni #love #loveislove #amore #philosophy #filosofia #frasi filosofiche #frasi poetiche #poesie #poetry #sensory #spirituality #quotes #tumblr quotes #focus

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elpuntomasimportante · 2 years

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Habitación

Como quedo la relación

"Las sabanas quebadan. Desiertas en la cama".

ÁNGEL R. O.

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crisblackpearl · 1 year

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Ramen. Jamás pensé que algo así me pudiera gustar a mí. Nuestro vecino nos lo hizo una tarde y se nos cayeron dos lagrimones. Qué cosa maaah ricaaah 🥵😋🤤 Mi nueva novela está ya en marcha. Sólo os puedo decir que la comida jugará un papel crucial en esta historia... 😁😏😏 #ramen #querico #quebienhuele #enelhorno #nuevanovela #novelaromantica #sensorial #experiencias #londres #reposteria #platos #amor #sentidos https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn5IXaiMVkg/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#ramen #querico #quebienhuele #enelhorno #nuevanovela #novelaromantica #sensorial #experiencias #londres #reposteria #platos #amor #sentidos

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an-ambivalent · 11 months

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Yandere! Miguel x Fem! Reader

Warnings: As this is yandere fiction, this deals with behaviours that can be uncomfortable to read. Read at your own risk. This work is purely fictional, I do not condone this behaviour irl. THIS WORK HAS SPECIFIC WARNINGS OF: noncon and menstruation oral sex. IF AFTER READING THIS DISCLAIMER, YOU CHOOSE TO CLICK the ‘read more/keep reading’ you are consenting to read this at your discretion.

I hate myself for writing this so whatever.

Yandere! Miguel, who's spider instincts activate when you're menstruating and he loves to eat you out.

He starts of so gentle - he tenderly massages your thighs, and puts them over his shoulder. Then, he leaves a trial of soft kisses, and gentle nips on your inner thighs before inevitably, he's right in front of your heat. It feels vile because your aversed by the smell yourself, and just want to rest. Its painful, and you're cramping. The painkillers are making your head fuzzy and you're drowsy - you just want to sleep. But Miguel won't let you. Not when its his time to feast.

Sure, there is a smell, but his spider finds it delightful. You might be against it, but his spider loves it. Yearns for it every month, and needs his share of it.

He licks the single trail of blood dripping down your thigh, before following it to your outter lips. There's no time to focus on how only his warm breath is enough to cause goosebumps to arise at the back of your neck because the sensory receptors being kissed on your outter lips shoots chills through your nerves, and up to your spine.

Your back arches, and a loud moan leaves your lips as Miguel swipes his tongue at that perfect spot just beneath the skin of your inner lips. The pain from cramps feels worse, but there's also a start of pleasure. Your breath hitches, and one of your hands combs through his hairlocks, before clutching them tightly, and the other clutching the sheets beneath you.

"M-Miguel, plea, please s-stop. Its going to be too, ah, too p-painful." You beg. Miguel simply ignores you and continues his passionate makeout session with your lower region. His licks go deeper, more frantic, more depraved. Like he was a starved beast who was finally given a meal. Then, as the pleasure pressure built up, it collapsed. You exhale a drowsy sigh in bliss, actually feeling better temporarily. But that bliss subsides into anxiety, because you know from precious experiences that this isn't where it ends. It always ends in pain.

Miguel shamelessly laps at your mixed release of cum and blood. Now that you had released once, and were more relaxed physically, it was easier to go deeper.

With as much strength as you could muster in your weak and exhausted state, you pulled on his hair with all of your strength and shook your head.

"Miguel, please. Please, I'm begging you, let's stop here. I feel better now, anything more will hurt. Please, let's stop here for today, you know my first days are the worst. We'll do whatever you want tomorrow, I promise. I can take it better tomorrow. Please, just ignore your spider today and think about me for once-"

"Mi amor I always think about you. But you know, this is the only thing I ask for. I know it hurts for you, but now is the best time for me. You can take it, you're a strong chica, I know you can. I promise I'll try to be as gentle as possible," He whispered softly, and kissed your right inner thigh reassuringly. Then, he nipped one of your outter lips playfully with his sharp teeth, you yelped at the sensation. You tried to pull away, but were unable to, because Miguel gripped your thighs firmly.

"Now, try not to move too much, and just relax. It'll be fun for both of us, I promise."

#yandere x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #yandere smut #spiderman x reader #yandere spiderman #miguel x reader #yandere miguel o'hara #ambivalent writes

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lilacs-and-vanilla · 11 months

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How Spiderverse SOs would react to you changing your soap

(just a random prompt I thought of because of my own soap that smells like coconut and vanilla)

Noir

- He’s never been one to comment on a woman’s preferences, but this is certainly his.

- In a world where everything is black and white, other senses are used for stimulation.

- He will start kissing you on the neck more often, coming up behind you and swiping your hair over one of your shoulders to gain access to that little treasure trove of sensory bliss.

- He will give you little words of admiration here and there, telling you “you smell nice” or “I really like this new scent” or “it really suits you.”

- If you’ve just gotten out of the shower and your hair is freshly washed and still damp, he will hoist you into his arms and fall into bed with you, big spooning you so he can rest the front of his head against the back of yours.

Hobie

- Hobie definitely won’t mention it unless you bring it up first.

- You’d ask if he likes it, and he’d try to play it off by giving you a simple nod, but in the back of his mind he knows you’ve noticed the way he takes moments to get just a bit closer than normal.

- If the scent is some type of flower, he’ll start leaving them around for you to find, maybe in your living space or at work.

- If it’s some type of fruit or flavor, he’ll start eating those things more often. Especially around you, sending a subliminal message that he enjoys it and hoping you get the hint.

Miguel

- Some of Miguel’s other senses like sight and smell are heightened to make up for the missing Spidey-sense other Spider-people have.

- Even when you’re not standing right next to him, that scent lingers. It fills his head and sends his blood roaring through his veins.

- When he eventually gets you alone, he takes the opportunity to run his fingers through your hair, pressing his face into the side of your neck.

- “Are you trying to get a rise out of me, amor? Is that it?” “Well it’s working…”

Spot

- Even though he doesn’t have a face in the traditional sense, Johnny can still (somewhat) taste and smell.

- The poor man misses his hair, so he lives vicariously through yours. He likes to run his fingers through it, braid it, just touch it in general.

- When he finds out you’ve switched soaps, he’s all over it.

- He gives you random, awkward little compliments about how nice your hair smells, hoping to God he doesn’t sound like a weirdo… (he does, but you love him for it anyway)

#spider man across the spider verse #spider man into the spider verse #spider man noir #spider noir x reader #hobie brown #hobie x reader #miguel o’hara #miguel ohara x reader #the spot x reader #the spot spiderverse #i love them all so much #they’re all sweethearts #spotty has abandonment issues

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pimosworld · 3 months

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Happy 700 Followers!!!!

For you celebration: 💌, a little fluff with any of our moon boys?

(live footage of Steven telling you how brilliant you are)

You said any of the moon boys so I decided on all

Pairing-Moon Boys x reader (Marc Spector, Steven Grant, Jake lockley x reader)

Summary- What’s Valentine’s Day without a little friendly competition

CW-Fluff,Fluff,Fluff inaccurate depictions of DID

WK-838

A/N- A little self indulgent because don’t we all secretly want them to spoil us

Not beta read

Three of hearts

This might be the coziest feeling in the world. It’s warmer than usual in the flat and it feels like you’re enveloped in a cloud of softness and fluff. You don’t feel the hard press of your boyfriend's body on you but for some reason your movement is restricted.

It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust to the morning light as you stare directly into the beedy eyes of a large stuffed animal. You rub your hands along the plush brown bear with a red bow wrapped around its neck. You’re certain there’d be no room for anyone else with the way the bear takes up half the space.

You sit up slightly trying to move your legs under the weight of the covers. Something long and lime green is draped across your feet as you struggle to pull it up to you. It's soft in a velvet way and it has pink spikes across its back. You think it resembles some kind of dinosaur or lizard…you aren’t entirely sure. What you are sure of is that it has an adorable name tag around its neck, LEONARD is etched in bright pink font on a heart shaped collar and you can’t help but giggle to yourself.

Something falls against your back and you’re momentarily startled as a large pink trunk hits your shoulder. You roll the Dino-lizard off you to turn around and inspect the baby pink elephant that looks about the same size as you. You rub the shag material on your face as you clutch it in your grasp. It smells like lavender and has the cutest smile on its face.

“Told you.”

Jake's voice brings your attention back to the room as he stands in front of your floor length mirror. He’s still shirtless in his boxers with his hands on his hips and the most smug look you’ve ever seen in your life.

“Told me what?” You say as you pat the small space of bed left next to you.

“Nothing mi amor.”

He quickly obliges, gently taking the stuffed animal from you and delicately placing it back against the headboard. He urges you to scoot back as he crawls up your body leaving feather light kisses along your thighs and over your stomach. His breath is hot against your shirt and you're in sensory overload. The soft animal against your back, the smell of him and the lavender lulls you into a sense of calm. You don’t even notice the switch when Marc nips at your neck.

“Tell him he’s wrong.” He husks into your ear and wraps his arms around your waist. He tosses the elephant to the edge of the bed with a little too much force and replaces it with the giant stuffed bear. Your body falls as he lets you go and you land with an oomph. His signature smirk is painted on as he leans back on his heels. “That’s much better.”

“Is someone going to fill me in?” You look at him quizzically and his eyes roll back before he can answer.

He tuts and swings his feet off the bed. “He sat on Leonard on purpose, I know it.” Steven when frustrated is quite possibly the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen as you try to hide your smile. He picks up the-“ He’s a dinosaur you know.” Dinosaur like he weighs nothing and lays him next to you. He taps on the collar with the most delighted look on his face. “You can tell them they’re both wrong love. You can’t own a pet animal without a name, it’s just ridiculous.”

You can’t decide if you want to laugh or cry at the absurdity and thoughtfulness of it all. They made a competition out of everything and something as innocent as a Valentines Day stuffed animal would be no different.

He’s standing in front of the mirror again, same stance as Jake but laced with much more annoyance. “Well then tell me their names.” He snaps his fingers. “Exactly what I thought.”

You clear your throat and his eyes widen in the reflection. “Sorry love, forgot to say good morning.” He bounds back over to you, tackling you into the softness of your bed as he kisses your lips softly. You can taste the mint and a hint of something else that says he lost the battle this morning of coffee or tea.

“So?” He says against your lips, eyes looking at you expectantly. You cup his face in your palms and tilt your head in silent question. “Which one is your favorite?”

“Oh no no no, you know I’m not going to choose.” You squirm out from under him and put the elephant in its rightful place next to the rest. “I love them all equally.” You place a kiss on each one and move to exit the bedroom, as his large hand grabs your wrist throwing you back onto the bed.

“That’s fine cariño, we have ways of making you choose.”

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ohtobeleah · 8 months

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Sixth Sense // Mickey Garcia

Summary: A freak accident occurs at the Hard Deck and Fanboy is faced with the challenge of being left to care for you, his not so official girlfriend.

Warnings: Mickey Garcia x F!reader. Hurt/Comfort. Gas explosion resulting in hearing and vision loss.

Word Count: 1.7k

Author Note: Day Three of Whumptober. Prompt I chose: Sensory Deprivation. Thank you to @ailesswhumptober for the prompt list.

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“Holy shit, what the hell was that?” It all happened so fast, so fast in fact that the explosion that ricocheted through the Hard Deck didn’t register a sound until a few seconds after the fact.

Patrons laid strewn across the bar, ducking for cover under tables and bars. Glass from the windows had sliced unsuspecting patrons as it blew apart from the force of the blast. Food and beverages littered the floor, thrown in the panic of the moment as all inside ducked.

“Everybody okay?” Jake Seresin stayed shielding Natasha Trace with his entire body. “Is anyone hurt?” His arms pinned her down against the hardwood floor at either side of her head. Seconds ago—they’d been arguing over a long standing disagreement over who could tie more Cherry stems with just their tongue in three minutes. Now, Phoenix had never been this close to a man she could hardly stand.

“Yeah—we’re good!” Rooster replied as he looked around, he’d been knocked on his ass by the bast. Coyote was right beside him, as was Payback. The three of them had been indulging in a game of darts to see who could knock Hangman down a peg or two on the leaderboard. “Bob? Fanboy? You guys okay?”

“I think we’re alright?” Bob groaned as he pushed himself up off the ground—peanuts were crushed all over the ground around him. Mickey sat back on his knees scanning the Hard Deck. He couldn’t see you. There was a small cut on the side of Mickey's face but other than an artificial flesh wound, he was relatively unscathed from the unsuspecting blast that had pummeled through the Hard Deck.

“Anyone seen Y/n?” Fanboys eyes continued to scour the entire expanse of the Hard Deck as he rose to his feet and dusted himself off. “Yo, guys—anyone see Miss Barkeep?”

“She was heading out back to help the gas guy change out the—“ Bob didn’t even need to finish his sentence before he’d connected the dots. “Oh god, Y/n.”

A gas explosion.

Mickey took a few seconds to register where his best friend's mind had gone, but then he realised. In those few seconds where Fanboy couldn’t breathe he knew he couldn’t live without you before he had a chance to really have you.

Sure, the two of you were friendly. Probably more than most friends would be. Sure, you sometimes spent the night in Mickey's bed after he’d stay back and help you shut the Hard Deck up. Sure, he spent lazy Sunday mornings with you in the kitchen making breakfast and drinking coffee more often than not. And sure, the two of you enjoyed each other’s company, blatantly flirted beyond belief and made sure to always text each other when you got home, finished work, and stole secret kisses here and there when it was just the two of you. But. You weren’t official.

And that may have been Mickey Garcia's biggest mistake.

“Y/n!?” There you were. “Oh my god!” Lying unconscious on the ground a few meters away from where the gas bottles were kept behind the Hard Deck. Penny kept a tight ship—they were locked behind a wire cage that made sure patrons couldn’t fuck around. Something must have gone wrong during the change over, because the gas man wasn’t too far away from you.

“Hey—hey!?” Mickey was by your side in an instant, the second his eyes caught your body lying there—thrown away and discarded like you weren’t the most important person to him, he was by your side. “Amor? Can you hear me?”

Rooster had already called for paramedics to attend the scene while Hangman and Phoenix had begun to do whatever they could with their advanced first aid training—using the Hard Decks first aid kit to fix small cuts and abrasions on patrons from lying shards of glass.

“Y/n?” You had a pulse, Mickey knew that much. But you weren’t waking up. “Please—come on Amor, you gotta wake up for me.”

“This guys dead—“ Payback calls out. Mickey's mind fills with worst case scenarios the longer you were down for. “He’s got no pulse and the back of his head’s cracked.” He’s an ex paramedic, he knows. “I'm gonna start chest compressions, see if I can bring him back, how’s the kid?”

You weren’t just shy of Fanboys age, he was the youngest in the group after all. Top of his class, intellectually gifted enough to graduate highschool three years earlier than most ever would. But to Paybacks forty one? You were still a child, in his mind anyway.

“She’s breathing.” Is all he says before your stirrings. “Hold on! I think she’s waking up!” There’s nothing but a ringing in your ear. A sharp high pitched buzzing that’s incessant and ear piercing. You groan at the sound as you try to blink away the clouded vision that’s plaguing your eyes. But nothing can get rid of the thick fog like blur. “Y/n—it’s me, you’re okay, I’ve got you—“ But you can’t make out who it is. You can’t hear anything but that annoying ringing that won’t go away. Your head hurts, holy shit what the hell happened?

“I—“ You stutter out. “I can’t see.” It sends Mickey's heart racing inside his chest, even more so than it already was. “I—I can’t see—“ You can't even hear yourself talking so you just assume you’re talking far too quiet. But in reality you're screaming, screaming so loud you’re straining your neck. “I CAN'T HEAR!”

“Hey—I’ve got you.” Mickey doesn’t know what else to do besides try and calm you while medics make their way around the Hard Deck. “I love you, yeah?” Payback hears Mickey say it before you ever do and his heart breaks. You don’t deserve this. Neither does Fanboy. “You’re gonna be alright Amor, I’m right here.”

But all you do is cry. You can’t hear a single thing being spoken or see a single thing in front of you. All there is before you are shadows of light and darkness. Mickey's hands squeeze yours and you feel it. His signet ring—the one his Abuela brought him many moons ago. But you know in the darkness and uncertainty that it’s Mickey at your side.

“If she’s lost senses, Mick, it's gonna be a head trauma of some sort.” Payback keeps going with his chest compressions. “Is there any sign of blood?” You squeeze Mickey's hand a little harder as he goes to pull away to check. You squeeze so hard that he can’t let go, you’re far too afraid of being left alone in the dark. “Fanboy?”

“I—I dunno, probably! She probably hit her head on the ground!” Mickey manages to wiggle free just one of his hands so he can push your hair out of your face. “Shhh—I’m right here.” He tries to soothe you once again, but your cries are just too heartbreaking. “Amor, I am right here with you—I’ve got you.”

“Please don’t let me die here alone.” Was all you mumbled out. You didn’t know what Mickey was saying or if he was saying anything at all. The ringing was all too deafening. But when you begged him to stay, to not leave your side. Mickey's heart shattered into a million different pieces. “Please don’t leave me.”

“I’m not going anywhere, I’m right here.” He traced your face with his fingers, just letting you know he was there with you. Your grip on his hand began to falter as you slipped into unconsciousness again, just trying to find some shelter from the ringing. “I’m right here with you.”

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“Without the surgery your daughter might regain her vision but it’s only a slim chance Mrs Y/l/n—“ Doctor Perry spoke to the woman on the other end of your phone. Mickey had called her on your behalf from the other side of the country, she was already packing her things for the flight she’d booked to be by your side. “I’d say it’s barely twenty percent.”

“What about with the surgery?” Mickey asked as his eyes looked over you. You looked too peaceful to be in this situation. You knew he was there just by his touch alone. He made sure you knew it was him by his ring as he ran his thumb across your palm. “What’s the odds of her getting her vision back with the surgery?”

“Almost one hundred percent—if the surgery were to go well. If it doesn’t then she runs the risk of being permanently incapacitated for the rest of her life.” Doctor Perry was a little too blunt for Mickey's liking, but he appreciated the direct route. “She’ll regain her hearing, hopefully, her ear drums were significantly damaged in the blast but they should recover.”

“Do the surgery.” Your mother barked on the other side of the phone. “My daughter can’t be deaf and blind—what type of future would she have then? What kind of quality of life would she have?” Mickey couldn’t take his eyes off you as you slept. It was better this way, to keep you sedated. That way you couldn’t panic. But he thought about it while the doctor droned on to your mother about the surgery, that no matter the outcome you’d have a life with him. He’d take care of you—learn how to adapt, help you with anything you ever needed. Do anything you ever needed him to do.

A freak accident that took away two of your six senses shouldn’t be the reason your life ends. You were still alive and oh how Mickey Garcia was grateful to whatever God was on duty that day.

“Mrs Y/ln?” Mickey interrupted as he turned the phone back his way. Your mother silenced herself mid sentence to listen to what Mickey had to say. “I know we haven’t formally met before but I just want you to know that I’ve been head over heels in love with your daughter since she served me for the first time.” He explained all the while his eyes never left your perfect face. A face he really wouldn’t mind waking up to every day. “And I know there’s a hell of a lot of uncertainty about what may come, but I just want you to know that her quality of life doesn’t diminish if her sight can’t be restored or her hearing doesn’t improve.” Mickey could feel the tears streaming down his cheeks as he squeezed your hand, and as much as he wished none of this ever happened, he knew he couldn’t leave you know. Not ever.

“I’ve got her ma’am—“

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stal3bread · 1 year

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Are Amor binders actually sensory friendly?

Hey guys! This is my first ever Tumblr post so please be nice lol

I'm an autistic genderfluid trans man who binds and I'm not planning on buying a new binder anytime soon, but I feel like preparing for getting a binder when my current binders give out. I'm looking at Amor binders since they apparently flatten well, are advertised as sensory friendly, and claim to be ethically produced (which matters to me).

For me, the texture of the binder matters a lot. For example, I cannot handle the texture of the back of a gc2b binder (I use Spectrum now) because the texture is absolutely horrible to me (it's an 80% nylon 20% spandex blend). So, is the texture of an Amor binder similar to that of a gc2b binder? I don't really mind what the texture of the actual binding panel is.

Amor binders are expensive, but I'm ok with paying that much for a high-quality, ethically produced binder. I just need to know if they actually are those things lol

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my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction · 23 days

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Cancelled

Jake Lockley x GN!Reader • Rating: T •Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | requestinfo• MK Bingo 2024 Masterlist• ko-fi •

Summary: Your plans change.

🌛For @moonknight-events MK Bingo Spring 2024 Event🌜

A/N: Sat on a few of these fics for ages because I'm overthinking them, but thought 'ahhh, I need to post them now in time for the event!' Having a deadline is very helpful.

Warnings: Reader experiencing some sensory issues, Jake reading smutty books, overuse of italics, typos, not beta read, rail-road sentences, please let me know if I've missed a warning!

Word Count: 801

Your phone buzzes on the bed. The drone is muffled slightly by the pillow it’s under. You finish fixing your outfit in the mirror and sigh.

The material was ever so slightly wrong today. Normally it was fine, but now the feel of it just irritated you. But this was the seventh outfit you’d tried on and honestly if you were going to make it to the restaurant by 8pm, even with Jake’s ingenious driving, you had to leave now.

You pick up your phone, glancing at the screen as you unlock it.

One message.

From one of your friends you were meeting up with. Probably something along the lines of ‘see everyone soon’. Usually you were excited to see them. They were some of your oldest and dearest friends, and you loved their company. But today it just felt off. Getting dressed up and going out. Eating at a semi expensive (for your budget anyway) restaurant that you didn’t even like that much. Putting on your ‘social interaction face’. It all just seems far too exhausting.

Your eyes widened as you read the messages on the group chat.

‘Can’t make it, stupid traffic at the tunnel! Been stuck for 50 mins and haven’t moved!’

‘I can’t either, babysitter fell through!’

‘So sorry everyone, maybe it’s for the best, I’ve got a horrible headache and was gonna power through, but maybe it’s best if we reschedule?’

The last message had you at-ted.

‘It’s that okay with you? Sorry you let you down! <3’

Relief floods your veins and you hastily type a, ‘no worries, let’s reschedule’, adding several happy face emojis out of paranoia that your message could be misread, before you wish everyone well and to have a good evening.

Jake hears you throw your bedroom door open, but doesn’t glance up from where he’s slouched over your armchair reading. It’s one of those bodice-ripping paperbacks from the 80s with the fabulously illustrated covers. Jake’s guilty pleasure. While he knows that Marc and Steven wouldn’t care, and most likely wouldn’t be bothered at all by his reading choices, he also very much does not want them to know. A feeling he’s sure he should try to unpack at some point.

But that was a future Jake task.

Which is why he’d taken to either hiding them behind the cistern in Steven’s flat or keeping them at yours, tucked neatly on your bookshelf (with your permission) behind a row of your books.

“You ready to go amor?” He asked as he turned the page.

You bounded over to him, ripping your stupid, itchy top off in the process. “Excellent news!” You stopped in front of him, smacking your hands onto the armchair for emphasis.

Jake didn’t even flinch, half absorbed in his book and half used to your dramatic flare.

“Oh?” He glanced up at you and paused, a small frown of interest crossing his face. “You don’t have a top on.”

“Exceptional observation skills Lockey.”

He smirks.

“Guess what?”

“You’re embracing a new life as a nudist?”

“The meal’s cancelled.”

“What?”

“The meal’s cancelled. You know cancelled, as in not happening.” You grin.

He gives you a playful look and swats your upper arm softly with his book. (His middle finger pressed inside to keep his page.) “I know what cancelled means, why?”

“Traffic, no babysitter, and headache.” You list the reasons as you count them on your hand excitedly.

He smiles. “Really weren’t feeling it today were you?”

“How could you tell?” You say playfully.

“Well, you kicking the door open to tell me was a good give away.”

You laugh.

“Plus, you really were leaving it pretty fine to get there on time.” He slips his bookmark between the pages and puts the book down on the floor before inching forward, he wraps his arms around your waist and gently pulls you into his lap, giving you plenty of time to step back if you wanted to. “I know how much being late makes you anxious.”

You snuggle up to him, wrapping your own arms around his shoulders and kissing his cheek. His day old stubble rubs against your skin. But this sensation is comforting. Like home.

“So you letting it get to this time without us going, or without you telling me off for reading instead of putting my shoes on.”

“I don’t tell you off.” You grumble, your words muffled by how your mouth is pressed against his neck.

Jake laughs. “Playfully.”

You tut affectionately. “Alright, playfully.” You adjust your position on his lap, getting comfortable.

“So, what do you want to do tonight?” He presses a light kiss to your temple.

“Hmm, how about… pizza and you can read some of your smutty book to me?”

He laughs again and kisses your lips. “Sounds good.”

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groupieaesthetic · 12 days

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Headcanon: NSFW Alphabet Matías

a= Aftercare

Acaba sendo um cuidado do outro. Enquanto o Matías vai pegar água você da uma arrumada na cama, se precisa troca os lençóis. Se em algum momento do sexo rolou alguns tapas ou mordidas, se certificam de ver se alguém saiu machucado de verdade.

b= Body part

Matías ama sua cintura. Com toda a paixão e devoção do mundo. As vezes estão apenas deitados e ele fica fazendo carinho. Em algumas transas ele dá beijinhos nela.

Apenas um homem apaixonado pela cintura da mulher.

c= Cum (onde ele gosta de gozar)

AMA. Com todas as letras ele AMA gozar nos seus peitos. No começo você não gostava muito, principalmente por conta da bagunça, mas agora que ele deixou um pacote de lenço umedecido (colocar isso no after care), sempre que faz logo limpa você e dá beijos na região.

d= Dirty Secret (algo que ele gosta, deseja muito, mas guarda pra ele mesmo)

É difícil imaginar o Matías "reprimindo" alguma vontade MAS acho que talvez dizer que gostaria de uma menage entre vocês e outra garota. Ele sente medo que você o veja como um hetero babaca, que fica sexualizando mulher. Então guarda pra ele. Quem sabe um dia ele te fale, quem sabe não.

e= Experience

Indo pela idade dele não vejo ele tendo tanta experiência assim, mas sejamos sinceras e sinceros: Recalt sabe oque fazer. Se não sabe vai aprender rapidinho.

No caderninho mental dele tem lembranças do que as antigas parceiras não gostavam e gostavam e tenta reproduzir com você. Mas é claro, sempre atento se aquilo está dando certo pra você e se precisa mudar algo.

f= Favorito Position

Ama quando você senta nele. Para Matías, a emoção de ter você subindo nele, e aos poucos ir descendo no pau dele, gemendo. Isso é o ceu para ele.

Quando você faz usando alguma lingirie então e ELE tem a emoção de tirar seu sutiã, e ver seus peitos pulando, de frente pra cara dele PORRA isso faz nosso menino perder a cabeça.

g= Goofy (são sérios no momento? gostam de fazer piadas?)

A gente tem o nosso Matías encapetado, que vive por enfernizar a sua namorada. Mas, eu sinto que isso é muito mais no antes e no pós sexo. Antes de transarem ele ta lá, fazendo piada, te chamando de "garotinha desesperada", depois maceta você (ou você da um chá de buceta nele), e só depois as piadinhas acontecem:

"Porra amor, tava querendo sentar em. Esses gemidinhos de 'ai Mati isso vai' " e ri da sua cara de vergonha e raiva

h= Hair

Não liga muito pra isso. Se depila quando lembra ou quando quer. Caso você peça pra ele, numa boa ele se depila. Mas curte mais dar uma aparada só e pronto.

i= Intimacy

Vamos a um ponto sensível: Matías romântico.

Sinto que o sexo com a namorada seja algo bem íntimo pra ele. Mesmo que tenham um relação aberta, você é o sexo confortável dele. Onde se ele falhar ok, caso negue porque está triste não vai ser julgado ou visto como "um desperdício da noite". E também, vocês se conhecem. Sabe oque cada um gosta, oque cada um cusa no outro. Pra Recalt a intimidade de vocês é algo que ele cuida muito, e se sente especial por ter.

j= Jack off (masturbação/punheta)

Se ele faz muito isso?

Bem, quando estão longe por muito tempo, ou ele tá com um puta tesão e você não tá afim: sim!

Ele não vê problema nisso e até gosta. Porém não adianta muito, 99,8% das vezes que ele faz isso, é no sexo de vocês que ele ta pensando.

k= Kink

Esse é o tópico sensível. Mas acho que entre os fetichista do Recalt estão:

Bondage: Ama amarrar as suas mãos, te deitar na cama e ficar te provocando. E acho que nisso até entre um sensorial, onde ele fica passando um cubo de gelo pelo seu corpo, ou algum pano bem gelado.

Degradação: Uma degradação leve. Algumas ofensas, jogar na sua cara que você não vive sem o pau dele.

E também, ele ama ver você marcada e que você marcada ele. Se for marca de arranhado então, meu Deus! Isso faz ele subir pelas paredes.

l= Localização

O sofá da sua casa e da casa dele. Na verdade, qualquer sofá da casa de qualquer pessoa.

Nesse local ele consegue fazer a posição favorita dele, é lá que as provocações começam.

m= Motivação

Você sentada no sofá ou deitadinha, na paz, apenas com uma camiseta e um shortizinho, já o bastante pro Matias encapetado surgir e ele já querer ficar no meio das suas pernas.

n= NO (algo que ele não gosta ou nao faria)

Degradação pesada, que realmente te humilha e deixa mal. Também não gosta de bater com cinta e afins. Mesmo que ele curta marcas, tem medo que usar a cinta realmente te machuque. E te ver sofrer é uma das coisas que ele mais odeia na vida!

Também não quer saber de você enfiando nada nele! Não curte, e já falou para você os motivos. É isso.

o= Oral

Gente, é do Matías Recalt que estamos falando.

Ver você descer e ficar de joelhos na frente dele e começar a chupa-lo, é tudo que ele precisa de manhã. Ama sentir você lambendo a cabeça do pau dele, batendo punheta pra você.

Sobre você, ele ama te dar prazer! As vezes só te chupa, não tem sexo com penetracao depois. Apenas ele te fazendo gozar com ele te lambendo, chupando e usando os dedos de vez em quando.

p= Pace (gostam de sexo lento? rápido)

Depende do humor. Está puto, estressado, faz tempo que não trepam? Então um sexo com ele metendo rápido em você. Batendo na sua bunda, puxando o cabelo.

Agora, se ele ta bêbado, ta com saudade+carência ou acordou de manhazinha do seu lado? Sexo lento. Te beijando, elogiando seu corpo, apertando seus peitos com carinho.

q= Quickie (sobre rapidinhas: ele gosta? onde mais gosta de fazer? e afins)

Matías nunca nega um rapidinha. Seja na porta da casa enquanto vocês tão esperando o uber, ou no banheiro de uma festa onde os dois tão morrendo de tesão e não se aguentam.

Alguns minutos é tudo que nosso menino precisa pra deixar a mulher louca.

r= Risk (vale a pena correr o risco de tenta algo novo?)

Tirando as coisas que ele já sabe que não gosta (e as que você também já sabe), Matías esta aberto a tentar qualquer coisa.

Quer deixar ele vendado? Ok

Colocar grampos nos seus peitos? Por que não?

Oque vale é a intenção. Vocês são jovens, então, vão lá! Vivam! Experimentem!

s= Stamina (quantas rodadas eles aguenta?)

De 2 a 3. Se vocês foram com calma, dando um tempo pra ele se recuperar, quem sabe logo um lanchinho, logo logo ele ta de volta pronto ação.

t= Toys

Só Deus sabe como foi a cara que o Matías fez o dia que viu sua caixa de brinquedos sexuais. Não que ele não tenha gostado, mas alguns ele nem entendia.

Se devia vibrar, ou onde enfiava...

Mas com o tempo ele vai aprendendo a usar, até deixa você usar alguns diferenciados neles. Brinquedos e Matías, são uma boa combinação.

u= Unfair (Como são eles provocando?)

Matías ama te deixar desesperada pelo prazer. As vezes tá lá, tocando você, os dedinhos bem com jeito no seu clitóris. Mas quando percebe que você ta quase gozando para tudo e sorri.

"Depois amor, aguenta um pouco vai"

E sai dali como se nada tivesse acontecido.

v= Volume

Não da pra olhar para este homem e não ver ele como alguém que geme e suspira a cada sentada.

Matías tem um gemido tão gostoso de se ouvir. As vezes no meio solta algumas frases, dizendo o quão bem você tá indo, o quão gostosa é.

Sempre que você faz algo que demonsta ele, escuta ele arfar e gemer jogando a cabeça pra trás e deixando o pomo de Adão totalmente amostra.

w= Wildcard (algum segredo, algum fetiche estranho etc...)

Matías tem um leve fetiche por pés. Não é meme, nem sua maior tara. Mas sempre que você faz as unhas, vai pra algum spa e deixa seus pés bonitinhos, ele ama que você se deite com os pés no colo dele, para que o mesmo possa fazer alguma massagem.

E agora o ponto crucial: ele acharia o máximo se você batasse uma pra ele usando os pés.

Ele sentandinho no sofá, você deitada com os pés no colo dele, passando os dedinhos macios pela cabecinha do pênis dele, já toda melada de pré-semen...

x= X-Ray

Sobre o tamanho? Mediano.

Não é algo que te deixe preocupada se vai caber ou não. Nem pequeno.

É perfeito para o prazer.

Y = Yearning (o quão alto é o desejo sexual dele?)

Alto! As vezes você acha que ele deve ta usando a azulzinha, porque não é possível um cara querer transar tanto!

As batidas na sua bunda, mensagens provocando, as mãos bobas no meio do mercado...

Matías tem um ótimo aptite sexual.

Z = Zzz (goza e dorme ou não?)

Olha, ele tenta viu. Tenta esperar você dormir, sair do banho pra ficar abraçadino com você, mas cansa. Ele as vezes fica tão exausto (não só do sexo, mas dele e tudo que rolou no dia), que o prazer que ele sentiu na transa foi o ponto final pra ele.

Demora alguns minutos, mas logo ele ta deitado na cama com os olhinhos fechados.

Add: Mas se você começa a demorar pra ir deitar ele logo acorda e vai que nem cachorrinho atrás de você:

"Não vai deitar amorzinho? 🥺"

#matias recalt #vcnamorariaesseencapetadoem???#nsfwalphabet

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jangofettjamz · 6 months

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Doctor Wednesday Pt2

Gentle!Wednesday x Selective!Mute!Male!Reader

Reader is on the Autism spectrum.

Summary: You feel overwhelmed and Wednesday comforts you because you're her favourite person.

Words: 1786

Wednesday POV

"Is he okay?" Enid asked me, worried for Y/Ns condition.

"He'll be fine soon enough, his fever is getting better, though not yet in the normal range. He's still quite congested. I'm constantly checking him over. I haven't left his side." I say to the werewolf. "I won't leave him alone until I'm confident that he's well enough to resume classes."

She smiled at me, deviously. "What?" I ask her, wanting to know what she found so obviously amusing.

"You're so in love, Wednesday it's insane." She laughed as she spoke. I hate to admit it, but Enid is most certainly correct. I am in love with my beautiful Y/N, and I'm not ashamed to admit that, not at all. Though I am ashamed to admit that Enid is proven right.

I let out a sharp exhalation, expressing my annoyance with the werewolf. "You're enjoying the fact that you're right about me, aren't you?" A rhetorical question, but she answers anyway.

"Umm absolutely! You're so in love with him. And now you're basically his personal doctor. How romantic!" She exclaims excitedly, luckily no one heard as we were in our dorm.

"I didn't want to take him to the infirmary. The nurses completely disregard his needs everytime he goes there. I won't put him through any unnecessary discomfort if I can prevent it. Besides, I'm far more qualified to take care of him than those pitiful excuses for nursing staff" I scoff, their incompetence definitely shows.

My eyes dart over to Y/N sleeping figure, I only hope he's not in anymore pain when he regains consciousness.

"Anyways, would you like to go out with me and Yoko to Jericho this afternoon?" She asked, but I gave her a look of disapproval.

"Go out with you and the vampire while Y/N remains alone in bed? No thank you, I have a patient to look after. Like I said, I'm not leaving him." I say, shutting down Enid's suggestion immediately.

Y/N began to stir in his sleep, whimpers of discomfort causing worry to flow through me. "Enid leave now. Y/N isn't comfortable with guests at the moment." She nods and immediately heads out, she may be foolish but she knows Y/N isn't in the mood right now.

I walked over to Y/N, who's still laying on my bed. I sat down on his bedside to gently comfort him. "Shhhh it's okay sweet boy, it's okay. I'm here." I cooed, pressing my lips to his forehead.

His eyes slowly opened, my hands stroking the top of his head as he awoke from his slumber. I smile down at him, letting him know that's he safe. "Good morning, sweetheart. How are you feeling?"

He couldn't speak too well so he began signing instead "Can I have some water please? My throat's really dry" He asked.

"Of course you can, darling" I grabbed a water bottle and held it to his lips, gently guiding the water down his throat in small increments. "Small sips, my love" he gulped down the water, soothing his dry thoat. "Your IV has finished. I'll re-examine you in a moment, but I'll give you some time since you just woke up." He nodded and began signing again.

"Can I have a hug please?" He looked embarrassed at the request. Usually I'd gag at the prospect of cuddling someone, but he's very special to me, and I love hugging him.

I smile at him and cup his face "You can have as many hugs as you want, mi amor. Don't be afraid to ask me that. Come here" I gently wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into my chest, careful not to cause any unnecessary discomfort.

"I know you're still not feeling the best, my lovely. But I'll make you all better soon I promise. It's the weekend so we can spend the next few days together." He smiled and I reciprocated, holding even tighter to my chest.

"Are you feeling okay sensory wise?" He signs that he's not feeling great. "Is the material for the blankets and pillows okay?" He nodded. "Is it your chest that's feeling weird?" He nods again "How does your chest feel?"

He began to speak with words this time. "Umm it still feels little bit tight. I still have shortness of breath." I nod at his words.

"Can you sit up for me? I'm gonna have a listen to your chest, sweet boy" he did as I asked. I took the stethoscope from around my neck and put in my ears, warming up the diaphragm against my palm for his comfort.

I placed the stethoscope onto his chest to listen. "Is that too cold, sweetheart?" He shook his head and I smiled, kissing his temple shortly afterwards. His heart was racing, at least 90bpm.

"Hey, sweet boy it's okay. Are you panicking a little?" He nods his head frantically, his chest rose and fell rapidly as his breathing became more rapid. He began to stim, tapping his knees and playing with his fingers. He's gonna have a meltdown.

His heart rate had risen more, so has his breathing. "Oh sweetheart come here" I cooed. He leaned sideways into my shoulder, my arms securing his body. "We'll rock together while I listen to your heart so I can calm you down. Does that sound okay, my love?" He nodded and snuggled into me further.

His body was shaking a tremendous amount, as though his entire nervous system was in overdrive. I held him close to me while listening to his chest, wanting to hear his heartbeat slow down while I rocked him. "Shhhh you're okay, Y/N. You're okay. I've got you. You're safe in my arms." I reassured, hoping it would slow down his heart rate.

"I'm sorry!" He cried into me.

"What an earth for, my love?" I haven't the faintest idea why he's so upset.

"I'm sorry for not getting better. I'm such a burden, taking up all your time to look after me. I'm so sorry Wednesday!" My heart broke. I could never be mad at him for needing me to take care of him, he's sick and needs his partner to help him.

"Shh shh shh I'm not mad at you, mi amor. I could never be mad. Your illness is just being stubborn is all, it's not your fault." I say whilst holding him, rocking him gently, listening to the sound of his heart slow down at my reassuring words.

"You're doing so well, my love. Your heart is calming down a bit too. Take deep breaths for me, I'll do them with you." He followed my deep breathing techniques, his heart slowed because of it which caused relief to flow through me.

His heart rate became steady enough for my liking. Now that he was more relaxed, it was time to listen to his breathing. I moved the stethoscope down to his ribs to listen to the lung sounds. "A couple more deep breaths for me, sweet boy." He followed my instructions, the crackling in his lungs was still present, but not as prominent as last night.

I took off my stethoscope and put it around my neck. "You're lungs are clearing a bit, which means your condition is definitely improving." I feel his forehead to get a gauge of his temperature. "Your temp is lower too. How's your stomach feeling?"

"A little better than last night, still hurts a bit though." He says while still snuggled in my arms. I nod at his words and lean him onto his back, preparing some medicine for him.

I pour the medicine onto a spoon, he grimaced as he did so. "Alright darling open up" he sighed and reluctantly opened his mouth, accepting the spoonful of medicine. I patted his back to make the consumption of the horrible spoonful more bearable to swallow.

"Good job, Y/N. Are you feeling more relaxed now, my love?" He nods, but unable to talk. "Are you feeling non-verbal?" He nods again. "That's okay, you can sign if you want to. Can I take your blood pressure again?" He nodded and I kissed him on the cheek gently.

"Stick your arm out, my love" he does as he's told and I wrap the cuff around his bicep, making sure it's not too tight. "Does that feel okay?" He gave a thumbs up as response to my question. I put the stethoscope back in my ears, placing the diaphragm on the crook of his elbow where the brachial artery is located. I began squeezing the pump.

I stopped pumping the cuff and listened, his blood pressure had definitely improved. "130/86, better than last night. You're getting better my love" I smile softly and kiss his forehead. A sense of relief washes over Y/N. I put the stethoscope back around my neck and took the cuff off his arm.

"I know you probably won't feel better for atleast a couple days, maybe even a week. But, once you're all better I'll take you anywhere you want. The harvest festival is on soon. I know you don't like crowds but I promise I'll keep you safe and protected. We can get ice cream too" He smiled brightly which I happily reciprocated.

I cupped his face, my thumb rubbing in circles on his cheek. "But, like I said, we can go anywhere you want. My treat for being such a good patient" I open my arms for him rest his head against my chest, he gladly accept my embrace and moved himself to be held in my grasp as I sat on his bedside.

"I love you, Wednesday" He mumbled against my chest.

"I love you too, mi amor. My special boy" I kiss the top of his head and held him tight, not wanting this moment to end.

A/N

Thanks for reading this fic. I know Wednesday is quite out of character here which may be jarring to some people. If you'd like more stories where Wednesday is really gentle only for Y/N, please let me know.

#jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #jenna ortega x you #wednesday x reader #wednesday addams #wednesday #wednesday x you #male reader #autism

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