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thinking about joel obviously and i just

joel caught up in the moment, probably drunk (actually off alcohol or pu$$y Ima) and letting a fantasy of his slip out where he wants a MMF 3some just to fill reader up…... but denies it later when she brings it up..... but she tries to arrange it with some dude and they get pretty far into the process - - like meet up at a bar and hang out with plans on all going home together..... but jealous!joel changes his mind (shocker!) and keeps reader all to himself, probably fucking in the car before they make it home Imao

specific yes but.

you're a good writer. you can do it. please.

𝕚 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 - 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕨 - joel miller x reader

complete masterlist | joel miller masterlist

words || 𝟟.𝟜𝕜

summary || in which the reader and joel do some experimenting?? (just look at the ask)

a/n || i am such a waffler man this was supposed to be a quick and easy response and now it's over 7k?? ➵ hey nonnie hope you enjoy i know it's long. i actually adored the request so much and it made me blush when i first read it on the bus. also, i realized like halfway through that you had likely wanted pre-outbreak but it is, in fact, post-outbreak and set in jackson. ➵ no ellie in this one though, guys, but there is like a male oc who the reader is kinda with for a bit - just look at the ask, honestly ➵ poe and thomas from tmr requests in my asks - i see you and you will be answered so soon! ➵ evidently i am now also a whore for oscar isaac so sen over lil moon knight, santiago or poe requests if you have 'em. planning on writing for leto from dune too - just too much of dilf to ignore, unfortunately. ➵ like very 18+/MDNI content, and heed warnings cuz by god is this one of the sluttiest, smuttiest things i've ever written ➵ not edited (yet) ➵ send me requests if you have ‘em. enjoy!

warnings || fluff/smut/smidge of angst ➵ unprotected p.i.v. ➵ sex after alcohol consumption (fully consensual though)➵ finger sucking + gagging➵ lotta threesome mentions and fantasizing➵ bitty bit of spit play➵ semi-public sex + exhibitionism➵ mirror sex➵ oral (m receiving) ➵ cum swallowing ➵ cum ig (tell me if i miss anything)

"are you feeling alright?" she blinked up at the man in front of her, broken out of her daydream.

"huh? yeah, yeah - i'm fine. why'dya ask?" he shrugs.

"looked like you'd fallen asleep over there. actually, you've got a little bit of drool-" all grogginess evaporates from her as she brings her sleeve up to wipe the corner of her mouth that he'd gestured to. he laughed at her bugged-out reaction, keeling over, when she realizes he'd been joking - and she hadn't, in fact, been drooling.

"fuck off, man." he wheezes through his laughs.

"you should have seen your face!"

they were the last two sat at the kitchen, serving dinner to the last few residents of jackson who had come in for a late meal. it'd been a long day for her, as she attempted to pick up shifts to help with the town's current shortage of workers - too many out with the flu at the moment.

it was a bit absurd, honestly, having so many afflicted by the common cold when there was a whole apocalyptic fungus about.

nevertheless, she'd finished cooking a few hours ago, and now, her and her coworker were finishing portioning the meals and wrapping the sliver of leftovers for the next day. with only a few people sat around the makeshift cafeteria, the both of them were sat in the cleaned kitchen, trying not to fall asleep.

she'd known him - jake - since she'd been in jackson: her first superior when she'd joined the food industry in the small town. he was nice and welcoming at first, but as they were put on more shifts together and had more silent hours to kill, she'd realized how dumb he was.

affectionately, of course.

he loved to make stupid jokes and laugh at stupid things. he liked to believe stupid things, and say even more stupid things to her.

she sat through them, laughing at his antics or willing away her annoyance at his childishness. nevertheless, he was one of her close friends, and - as much as she thought he was dumb - he was there enough of the time for her to accustom to him.

they're snapped out of their banter by the bell at the door ringing, signalling someone had walked in. they both walk out, ready to serve the very late townsman, until she realizes who it is as they near.

she slips out from behind the booth to greet him, placing a soft kiss to his cheek as he grips her side in a half-bear hug.

"hey, joel."

"how're ya, baby?" she nods, detaching.

"i'm - i'm okay."

"long day, ain't it?" she nods meekly at his assessment, smiling when his large hand presses over her shoulder, subtly massaging the tense muscles there as she turns back to jake.

"'lright, i should get back, joel -" she starts, but is cut off by her colleague's disagreement.

"no, you guys head home. i'll finish up here." she hesitates, immediately disagreeing.

"no - i shouldn't-"

"don't worry about it." jake's words hold a finality, and she salutes him as he laughs.

"alright - i'll see you tomorrow. okay?" he nods, waving them off as joel guides her out. he's moving a little fast - a little urgent - and it makes her laugh.

"are we in a rush?" she mumbles, taking in the cold of the night air as she sucks in a breath.

"hmm?" joel's voice is gruff, and, only when she glances at him under the streetlight does she notice the flush on his face.

"are - are you drunk?" he stays quiet, and she snakes her arm around him, smiling at the warmth he provided, "okay, how about 'how much have you had to drink'?" his lips don the ghost of a smile as they approach her place.

"just enough to remind me how much i miss you." he mumbles, crowding her back as she opens the door, quick to take her bag, and then her shoes, and then her jacket, and then her sweater off of her, leaving her goosebumped in the aftermath of the cold wind hitting her on her near bare front.

she was quick to realize that it was one of those nights - and she sure wasn't complaining, wrapping her fingers around joel's hair as his head dips to meet her neck, sighing contently at the action. his hands clasp - almost desperately - on her hips, pulling her straight into her bedroom, as he continued leaving a trail of wet kisses along her neck.

she grips at the collar of his flannel, tracing her hands over the top of it until she reaches the buttons at the front, eagerly slipping them off, and his deft fingers perform the same action over her jeans, the button almost as eager as she was, slipping undone swiftly.

she grips his cheeks, pushing his lips to connect with her own, wanting to taste the 'just enough' whiskey or beer he'd had while waiting for her.

and, fuck, did it taste good - a harsh taste that had clung to his teeth, which she eagerly licked off. it tasted aged, and rough around the edges - but that was probably just him.

she moaned into his mouth as he pulled her jeans just low enough to gain access to her cunt, swiping his fingers over the fabric of her soft underwear - where she'd practically soaked through the garment.

"fuck, baby - all for me?" his head dips into the small space between them as he moans, his mumble being confirmed by her vigorous nodding and the jolt of her hips when he applied just a hint of pressure. she pushes his shirt off as his fingers continue to explore the extent of her arousal, before he's pushing her down into a laying position over her bed.

he pulls her jeans off the rest of the way, and she rises just enough to grasp his belt, unbuckling it - but not taking it off. when she'd looked up at him, she'd realized that tonight was a i need you - right now night, and his trousers would probably only remain unzipped and lowered enough to take his cock out.

so, she does just that, pushing them down just enough to pull his cock out, stroking him lightly as he lets out another low groan.

"you want me-" though she can see the way he's aching for her, she knows he's still - as the gentleman he is - going to ask if she wants more satisfaction beforehand.

"inside. right now." it's supposed to be a cheeky command, but the desperation in her voice breaks the illusion. it's more than enough for joel, though, gripping his cock and slipping her underwear to the side, only taking a moment to run a finger over her soaked folds and exhaling deep and low.

his tip nudges against his clit, making her hips buck, catching him on her entrance, and allowing him to push inside her.

"oh, fuck-" it falls from his mouth - practically without permission - and his sentiment is shared by her, breaths shallow as he fills her.

"oh - god - that's so good, joel - 't's'good-" her words her garbled nonsense, and the desperate nature of them spur him on, letting out a gruff moan as he bottoms out.

he can feel her clenching around him - obviously trying to adjust to the size of him - and it's doing all sorts of things to his head. he allows her breath to even just slightly, before he pulls back and pushes inside her, watching her mouth fall open at the sharp action.

she was so fucking pretty - her eyes glazed over as she felt him repeat the action, his thrusts determined and rough, her mouth hung open, mind seemingly blank, as not even a word escapes her.

he slows down for a moment, and sees the moment of annoyance fall over her features, her brows scrunching as she goes to question his actions. he removes one of his hands from their grip on her waist, bringing it up to cup the side of her face. his thumb strokes her cheek for a second, making her relent and smile at the soft action, before he takes her by surprise, speeding up, and bringing his hand closer to her chin, his thumb ghosting her open lips.

"oh - oh, my god-" her moans are quiet, a whimper pressed under his finger, and as her mouth falls open again, he rests his thumb against her tongue, watching her features flash in confusion, before she succumbs, almost instinctively wrapping her lips over his thick finger.

it's a pretty sight - in a fucked way - and it makes his thrusts quicken, her eyes squeezing shut and her mouth humming around his thumb at the sensation. his eyes watch the hollow of her cheeks as she suckles him, the flick of her tongue against his nail, the slight rock of her head up and down. her moans sound garbled and mumbled against him, and that makes them sound more desperate - as though she was trying so hard to let him know how good he felt, but couldn't get it across while her mouth was occupied.

he pressed up closer against her, removing his thumb and replacing it with his index and middle fingers. it wasn't a challenge for her mouth, but she could feel herself gag when he pushed them down - and he found the sound fucking hot.

"christ - gonna have to fill you up like this every time." so distracted by his cock and his fingers, she nods without paying too much attention, until his next sentence: "want me to get someone else to do it? watch someone fill your mouth while i fuck you like this?" her eyes widen at the notion, but she knows that he can feel the way she clenches around him at the thought, and a grunt escapes him, his hips stuttering at the sensation, "fuck, you like that, don't you? so greedy, pretty baby, ain't i enough?" he can see the way her eyes widen at his words, as she was totally not saying that. he's sure her small movements around his fingers are the shake of her head, and it makes him laugh, "that's okay, baby, i wanna see it too. wanna see you get filled up-" his words swim in her head, and he's still talking, but she can't hear him anymore, her stomach clenching at the feeling of her orgasm.

she's sure she squeals around him or something, because his thrusts speed up just slightly: his hands are a bit rougher on her body, and his movements are a bit more intentioned.

"that's it, baby, d'ya wanna cum for me?" she nods, and he smiles, pulling his fingers out of her mouth, and trailing his spit slicked digits over her cunt, ghosting over her clit, making her moan come out loudly, "i didn't hear you, pretty girl," she looks up at him, gripping one of his biceps and the hand on her waist.

"please - please, joel, lemme cum - please?" it seemed to be the only word in her vocabulary, the way she was pleading, and he relented, nodding his head.

"go 'head, baby - cum, cum f'r'me." his accent becomes more pronounced as his own words become mumbled, his thrusts growing sloppy and less calculated. it's more than enough for her to oblige, feeling the growing knot in her stomach snap so hard her legs begin to shake, squealing at the sensation. his continued movements inside her are spurred by the clench of her cunt as he feels his own orgasm close, thrusting in a few more times, before pulling out and finishing over her.

they're both breathing deeply, trying to catch their breaths, and she's still twitching. he pulls off of her, allowing her some space to recover, before he walks into the bathroom of her place to clean up and find something for her.

when he comes back out, she already looks close to sleep, so he avoids saying all too much, focusing instead on slowly and gently cleaning her, pressing soft kisses to her crown or her fingertips. she lays down as he returns to the bathroom, seeing her practically passed out, her body curled against the side of the bed, and leaving a him-shaped spot by him.

he slides in beside her, feeling the warmth of her bare skin against his own, and lulling into an exhausted sleep of his own.

she woke up earlier than him the next day, knowing he preferred to sleep in late, especially since being in jackson. she rose to make herself - and him, when he decided to wake up - some breakfast, keeping her stove on low heat so that the sizzle of her eggs wouldn't cause too much noise.

she's in her own thoughts all morning, first adamant in getting ready so that she can go to work - before she remembers what he said last night.

'want me to get someone else to do it? watch someone fill your mouth while i fuck you like this?'

she didn't have a moment to process his words in her wrecked state last night, but her ability to mull over them this morning left her very confused.

sure, she didn't mind the idea of the fantasy - but that's under the precedent that she'd never thought about it before. joel had never said anything like that to her before - in fact, if anything, she thought joel hated the idea of her with someone else, always ready to pull her into him or grip her with purpose in the presence of other people who looked at her with too much interest.

so, his admission the previous night wasn't something she'd dismiss - but something she'd have to speak with him about after he'd woken up.

which, to her surprise, happened sooner than later, when she felt his arms wrap around her as she absentmindedly stirred her scrambled eggs, too focused on other things. she jolts against him, squeaking, but he takes the majority of the impact, still holding onto her tightly as he rested his head on her shoulder.

"jesus, joel - you scared the hell outta me." she catches her breath, tipping her head back onto his own shoulder, and smiling lightly at her reaction.

"good mornin' to ya too, sweetheart." he mumbles, good-naturedly. she laughs at his slightly monotone, unafflicted tone, before brushing him off and nudging him in the direction of the table, which he reluctantly obliges. she plates up their simple breakfast of toast and eggs, placing them on the table as he runs two glasses of water for them.

when they're both sat down and eating, she clears her throat.

"late today." it's a mumble, reminding him she'd be home late again, having been placed on another long shift.

"again?" he's curious - she'd pulled a lot of them recently, "if they're overworkin' ya, i'll talk to tommy-" she smiles, shaking her head at the suggestion.

"no, joel - everyone's sick, it's just temporary." he looks like he wants to argue, but he nods, shrugging. she smiles, trying to cheer him up, "you can put me to bed like you did yesterday, yeah?" she says it as she reaches for the fingers splayed beside him on his outstretched arm as he ate, ghosting her own over them. she can see the hint of a smile ghost over his face, not looking her in the eyes - as she knows the memory of the previous night is at the front of his mind.

"'f ya want that, i'll give it to ya, baby." it's a promise, and she smiles, feeling her own face redden at his casual tongue. then, her face falls for a moment, realizing what she still has to ask him.

"joel - actually, i need to ask you something." he looks up at her with questioning eyes. his mouth's full, but she knows he's gonna answer her, so she asks away: "were you being serious last night?" his expression turns more confused, his chews slowing as he processes her words. she continues, "you know, about bringing someone else in?" he chokes at her words, swallowing harshly and coughing before taking a sip of water.

she's a bit shocked by the reaction, but waits as he recuperates, before he answers.

"what? i dunno wha' yer talkin' about, sweetheart." his accent is heavy as he goes to sip his water again. her eyes widen at the response, unbelieving that, across the many ways he could have answered her, he chose to lie. and, she knows he's lying, because his cheeks and neck have reddened, and he's not looking her in the eyes. she shakes her head, mouth agape.

"i'm not - i'm not freaked out or anything, it's just something i thought we should talk about-" he shakes his head, picking up his now-empty plate, and placing it away without looking at her.

"there's nothin' to talk about." it's dismissive, and, frankly rude. she goes to say something, but, seeing his back still to her, she bites her tongue and rolls her eyes. having lost her appetite, she eat the rest of her meal with gritted teeth, leaving for work after with a noticeable frigidness.

at work, jake's quick to mention her heightened annoyance. first, he pokes a bit of fun at it, before he realizes the extent of it. he goes to ask what's wrong - but decides that she needs a good laugh more than a shoulder to cry on, so he does just that for the next few hours.

he watches as her shell cracks - first from her cracking just a hint of a smile at something stupidly funny he'd done, then accidentally letting out a chuckle and, finally, essentially belly laughing, to the point where he had to hold her up to make sure didn't fall into the large pot of chilli that she was making.

her mood positively lifted by her coworker, she walks around with just a slightly bigger pep in her step. jake had done a good job, he thinks.

by the end of the day, though, she's thinking about joel - and what he'd said last night, again. she can't help the thought of including another person proliferating her mind, especially not today, as she realized not only how damn sweet coworker, funny guy, friend jake is, but also how his smile's a bit toothy, but nice to look at, or how his hair actually looks really good when it's a bit fucked up from his hands running through it when he took a break, or had to push it away from his face.

it was fucking unholy, was what it was, thinking about the poor guy who was just trying to br a friend to her - especially right after an argument with her boyfriend that morning. jake seemed to notice her faraway stares again tonight, poking fun at it, without realizing that he was part of the reason for them.

by the last end of her night shift, she was sure he had realized the slight distance she was trying to put between them, but the man didn't mind, knowing she had a lot to think about from her behavior that morning.

he thinks he knows the reason for it, when he sees her boyfriend walk inside more timidly than he'd ever done, and the lack of a kiss that she'd usually immediately plant on him. in fact, he sits on a table in near them instead of saying hello to her - a distinct difference.

he ushers her out a little early once again, and she smiles, earnestly thanking him as she steps out of the kitchen - with promises of making it up to him sometime. he shrugged her off, waving her away, asking her not to worry about it.

she notices joel as soon as she leaves, watching him raise as she nears him.

"are you coming to mine?" she mumbles, not really looking at him as he opens to the door to let them both out.

"d'ya want me too?" she pauses for a moment, before smiling, as she can hear the hint of a plea in his voice. joel hated when they got like this, not liking the notion of making her unhappy, but knowing that he was uncharacteristically stubborn. she slides her hand into his own warm one, and sees the way his face lights up - well, to the extent that it can.

"you gonna keep your promise?" for a moment, he's confused, before realization dawns on him.

"f'course, sweetheart."

the previous night had left her just as satisfied and passed out as the last time. joel had fucked her with a purpose: letting her know how sorry he was for dismissing her out of embarrassment. nevertheless, he doesn't mention the idea he'd proposed two nights ago. she can tell it still intrigued him, though, as his fingers still exploratively entered her mouth, still hooked by the look of her trying to pleasure him in two different ways.

that morning, she felt more determined in surprising her boyfriend by fulfilling his fantasy. there wasn't too much opportunity to have these sexy surprises between each other in the advent of the apocalypse, so she figured this would at least be a memorable experience for the both of them.

and she knew just who the third would be.

that day, when she got to work, jake felt as though she was walking on eggshells around him. it always seemed as though a question was on the tip of her tongue, and she had this apprehensive, curious, and something-else look in her eyes whenever she'd catch his, and it was driving him mad. if there was one thing the man hated, it was not knowing.

finally, he corners her after the dinner rush.

"what's up with you, huh?" her eyes widen at his direct question.

"what? nothing, why do you ask?" he rolls his eyes, holding his head in his hands.

"you've been acting weird all day. did i do something?" she's quick to shake her head.

"no! no, not at all..." he immediately disspells his worried act, becoming annoyed.

"well, then, what is it?" she goes to argue, but he holds a hand up, "spare me the dramatics and just tell me, please. i've waited all day."

she opens her mouth. then closes it again. then repeats the action a few times. every time, it piques jake's interest. finally he can't take anymore, and lets out a frustrated sigh, causing her to finally blurt it out.

"joel wants a threesome!" as soon as it exits her mouth, she realizes how crude it is. jake's mouth falls open, before his shocked expression morphs into a laugh. she's shocked by the reaction.

"yeah? and you're worried? who's the lucky girl?" realizing his misunderstanding, she shakes her head.

"no, no - we kinda wanna introduce a guy." jake sobers up immediately, real confusion falling over his face.

"okay..." it's a slow response, and he suddenly feels as though the space between them is too small. seeing his expression, she panics.

"i'm - god, i'm stupid, sorry, i shouldn't have jumped out-" she's rambling in her panic, and he reaches to calm her.

"no, no, no, it's okay." they go silent for a moment, as he lets go of her hand, "you thought of someone else?" he finally asks. she swallows harshly.

"well - there's only one other guy i really trust in this town." it was true - everyone else was nice, but she didn't know anyone else, viable or not. he looks almost expectant in an answer, but when she looks up at him with a very suggestive glance, he realizes what she means.

"me?" he's shocked, as she slowly nods.

"only if you want to - i mean i totally get it if you don't..." realizing she'd start rambling again if she spoke, she bit her tongue, stopping herself. he shakes his head, taking a deep breath.

"no - god, no, it's not that. i mean, you're pretty, and - like, we're friends, i like you, it's just..." she watches his mouth expectantly, wanting his answer, "joel's scary" she wants to take him seriously, but she can't help but crack into a smile, causing his face to morph to indignance, "c'mon, i'm being serious." she nods.

"yeah, of course, of course. but he's not gonna do anything - he wants this." he looks contemplative, jaw clenching and unclenching.

"this is a stupid idea." her face falls a little, as she swallows, "but, i'll do it." shocked by the turn around, her breaks into a smile, reaching to give him a hug.

"seriously?" she mumbles into his shoulder.

"yeah, what the hell." she laughs at his casual nature, when the both of them hear the door open, knowing it could only be one person so late into the night.

she peeks out, smiling giddily at joel, and he follows her, waving at the man as well. joel's a bit confised - not having interacted much with jack? - jacob? - before, but he nods a hello to him as he hugs her.

she waves jake a quick goodbye, and he smiles at the couple, watching them walk away. as the door closes, he exhales deeply, wondering what he'd just gotten himself into.

over the next few days, her conversations with jake had this air of just slight awkwardness to them, and she was trying her best to subtly remind joel of his fantasy. she'd taken to sticking his own fingers in her mouth and mumbling about how she wanted to be filled up during their nights together.

she'd decided that the upcoming weekend maybe the best time for this experiment, and her and jake were about to be exempt from their duties for a well-deserved break, as some of the other kitchen staff had begun feeling better. she'd proposed the time to the man, and could practically see the heat that reached his ears.

"uh - yeah, shit - yeah. saturday?" she nods slowly, deciding it might be best to warm joel up to the surprise throughout the day, before the reveal at night.

on that friday, she walks out with a distinct pep in her step, excited to be doing this for her boyfriend. she had wrapped her friend in a quick hug - a thank you for his commitment to the idea - before returning to joel.

on that saturday, they practically woke up that morning fucking. she knew he'd never say no to sex before breakfast, so, as she goes down on him, she mumbles about the surprise she had for him later. thrown out of his pleasure by the surprise, he grips her hair, pulling her off of him and looking at her expectantly for elaboration.

"what - fuck-" her hand hadn't gotten the memo to pause, "what surprise?" she laughs against him.

"'f i tell you, it's not a surprise."

he doesn't bring it up again until after breakfast, though, once he does, he doesn't stop. he practically pesters her all day - on her off-day, no less - for an explanation, until, by about the evening, she relents.

"joel, alright." he finally stops, watching as she plops onto the couch next to him, finding a comfortable position as he watches her movements, an expectant expression on his face, "remember what you said a few days ago." his face suddenly hardens - immediately understanding, but not acknowledging her, "i know you were worried about what i thought, but i - i don't hate it." his mouth parts at her admission, and she averts her eyes, a shy smile creeping on her face, "go ahead, call me greedy again."

finally, his expression breaks, and a small laugh - more of an exhale - comes from him, remembering his reaction that night as well.

"i'm - i'm not gonna do that, sweetheart. but - i don't wanna pressure ya 'r anythin', 'lright?" she looks up at him earnestly and nods.

"you're not - i swear. i - well, it can't hurt to try, right?" he leans further back into the soft cushions, half shrugging, before his eyes narrow.

"what's yer su'prise then, baby?" she hesitates for a moment, unsure how to mention it.

"well, since you - y'know, we - wanted to, i thought i'd find a guy and arrange something..." she trails off, realizing the shock on joel's face. there's definitely an intrigue in his eyes, but something else - a little darker - hidden deeper in his gaze. she searches his face desperately, looking for disgust, or apprehension in his eyes.

"ya -" he swallows, lips parting again, tongue darting out to moisten them, going silent for a moment, "who'd ya find?" is the question he eventually settles on, averting his gaze from her for a moment.

"i - you know the guy i work with? jake?" joel immediately realizes - the man that always let his girl leave with him a little early. the guy who seemed decent enough, respectful enough. it made him swallow harshly, not sure how to process the thought, but being unable to ignore the slow, interested churn in his stomach, "did - should i have found someone else?" he can hear the light edge of panic in her voice, and he's quick to shake his head.

"no - no, darlin'. that's the surprise, then? we meetin' him tonight?" she nods slowly, still unsure of his reaction. he places an arm around her, pulling her close to him, and burying his nose in her hair. "re ya excited?" she stills for a moment, before nodding, a little sheepish.

"yup." his response is immediate.

"greedy girl."

the bar has a quiet lull to it, though it's a saturday. there are a few patrons milling about - in the booths, or by the bar. they step into the warm atmosphere after the cold of the night, and she can feel goosebumps rise - due to the weather change or the anticipation, she doesn't know.

joel's warm - as always - against her back, so close to her that she feels like she can scarcely breathe. his gripping her tightly by the waist, fingers tapping on her shirt - almost contemplatively. she sees jake by the bar, and he makes eye-contact with her over the rim of his glass of beer. she waves a hello, before guiding her boyfriend towards him.

she slides into the stool beside him, tentatively giving him a hug in greeting. she doesn't usually do it in front of joel, but she figured, by the end of the night, he'd be used to much, much more, so who cared? jake mumbles a quick hi to her, before leaning back.

"hey, joel." he also speaks hesitantly, nodding at the other man. she turns to watch his reaction, and sees that the stern expression that he always kept on his face hadn't exactly left. she watched him swallow, shuffling on his feet.

"yeah. hey." it's a gruff response, but it's, at least, a response. she rolls her shoulders, a small smile growing on her lips.

"well, i think it'd be best we have a little to drink?" it's not a question, but it's got the intonation of one, as she looks for support for the idea from her two companions. joel nods, and jake calls the bartender over, requesting 3 drinks.

she only planned on them staying about half or three-quarters of the hous, before heading back. now, it had progressed to be a few minutes past an hour and a half, and it didn't look like anyone was particularly ready. jake had been maintaining a respectful distance, talking to her, and trying to engage joel in conversation, but the other man was dismissive at best and just silent at worst.

thus, she'd been engaged in conversation with jake instead - boring stuff, such as the town's gossip, about work, or about something newly stupid the man had done. she'd laughed - in fact, she'd keeled over laughing at his story, a hand at the bar and the other at the man's arm to steady herself.

though, she felt herself lose that touch quickly, as joel's hands grip her waist to keep her grounded - maybe a little tighter than his normal hold.

nonetheless, through the conversation, she had tried to listen along to jake's stories, and include joel in their conversation, but it didn't seem to be working - and, after the third beer, her confidence was supremely dwindling.

when jake had been recognized by someone else that he knew, moving just a meter or two from the couple to greet the other person, joel had pulled her flush against him, his torso warm against hers as his mouth adjusted to be at her ear-level.

"i dunno 'bout this, sweetheart." he whispers it into her cheek, and it makes her features contort into confusion, but she doesn't turn to him.

"why not?" she whispers back, a bit confused by the change of pace from the afternoon. after a moment passed, and he hadn't answered, she turned to face him. there's a distinct discomfort on his face: a sour expression, his frown deeper than usual. he wasn't looking at her, though; his eyes instead trailed jake's quiet conversation with his friend. she felt a heaviness overcome her, along with realization, "if you don't want to - we can go..." she trails off, giving him space to respond, and she can feel his sharp inhale against her skin, contemplating the idea.

"baby, i you want to - i can, but-" she immediately shakes her head.

"'t's 'lright, we can go. i don't really mind." she gives him a small, almost reassuring smile, and, after another second, he nods. he pushes both of their empty drinks so that they're not teetering on the edge of the bar, and she quickly walks over to jake. he immediately takes notice of her.

"hey, you ready-" he begins, but, seeing the other person who was still speaking with jake, her eyes widen, quick to cut him off and turn him to face her, indicating a more private conversation.

"no! i mean - i dunno, jake - he's not up for it, i think." she tries to be as discreet as possible, but jake's worried expression as he glances over at her boyfriend forces her to suppress an eye-roll at his blatantness.

"i - is he alright, i mean - i'm-?" he's stammering a bit, and she smiles, knowing what he's actually stressed about.

"he's not gonna do anything, i swear." jake's eyes flickered over to joel's ever stern face, not really reassured. nevertheless, he nods.

"okay - you guys going, then?"

"yeah - early night, but whatever. i'll see you monday?" he's quick to agree, waving her off as she returned to joel, "'lright, we heading home?" joel's still looking at the other man, and she lightly presses against his forearm to get his attention. he finally switches his attention to her, a contemplative glaze in his eyes. he hums lightly, and she's about to repeat the question, before he's shaking his head.

"no. not yet, baby." she's a little confused, until he takes her hand in his own warm, large one, gently guiding her to him, "i've got an idea. d'ya trust me?" her eyes follow his movements: the slight fire in his eyes, the hidden smirk on his lips, the impatient tapping of his fingers on the back of her palm, and she's suddenly very intrigued. she nods slowly - of course she trusted him - and the smirk seems to grow.

they duck away from the crowd, towards the back of the bar, and into the bathrooms. now, she's even more confused, as she surveys the hints of the old jackson on the walls as joel ushers her inside - closing and locking the door behind her. there's scribbles on the walls - marker, pen, paint, nail marks - and she finds it a bit difficult to move too much between the space that her and her boyfriend were occupying in the small bathroom. it was quite bare-bones, but it was at least clean - she remembered thinking, distracted enough by the setting to not notice joel's wandering hands making their way to the front of her jeans.

when she does, she lets out a gasp, gripping them before they reach her button, stilling his movements.

"what're you doing?" it'd have been more shocked and indignant if they weren't still in decent earshot of some of the tables - she could hear music and people decently through the wooden door of the bathroom.

"i need you - right now, baby. you gonna let me make you feel good?" he mumbles it into her neck, not letting her confusing defer him as his lips trace over the side of her throat. she feels her hands grow a bit shakier, realizing why this sudden urge had overcome him, but that didn't stop her hesitance.

"i - joel, there're people outside - what if someone hears us?" he's pecking away at her resolve, though, as his hands travel up her body, pulling up the sweater she's wearing along with them.

"let 'em baby, let him hear how good i'm making ya feel." alright, this was a bit out of character for him - obviously spurred on by recent events - but the way he was moving definitely indicated his desperation. finally, she secedes, rolling her eyes as she tells him to be quiet nonetheless. cheekily, he responds, "remind yourself, sweetheart." he grasps the button of her jeans, taking it off with ease, as her own hands go to grip the edge of the sink in front of them, desperately trying not to see her own flushed appearance in the mirror, and focusing instead on the movements of his hands.

he's pulling her trousers down before she can even focus all that much, just far enough to rest under her ass, allowing his hand to snake around and find her cloth-covered clit, rubbing harshly before she has a chance to realize. it causes a squeak to emit from her, making her throw a hand over her mouth, forcing herself to bite down on her finger to avoid alerting the populace of the bar to the unsavory acts occurring.

her other hand reaches desperately to slow the wake of his hand's force, grasping uselessly against his forearm as his fingers continue their assault, feeling her hips involuntarily buck against his ministrations, her thighs hitting against the sink whenever she did. his other hand pulls her underwear down to join her jeans, his hand only relenting for half a moment before it immediately reconnected with her slit, collecting the evidence of her arousal on the tips of his fingers, before bringing the thick digits to his mouth. she follows the movement of his tongue across the slick on his fingers through the mirror, having to avert her gaze for fear of letting out a loud noise at the lewd action.

her bare ass begins rubbing against his clothed cock, begging for some renewed friction and - due to his kindness, or his own desperation - he obliges her immediately, unbuckling, unbuttoning and unwearing his trousers in swift, measured movements. even through her impatience, she can appreciate the speed with which she could feel the head of his cock against her cunt, pressing against her with a striking warmth, as she bit her tongue to little success - a small moan still slipping out from her teeth.

he places a hand to each of her own, placing them in an almost bracing position against the sides of the sink, before gripping her hip, and guiding his cock into her with the other. she can see her face change as she feels the movement inside her - and, better yet, she can see his: a pretty, flushed expression as he struggled to contain his own strength, as indicated by the grit of his teeth and the twitch of his fingers as they all come to rest on her waist.

she bites her lip, feeling his hips make contact with her ass - the feeling of fullness overtaking her senses as she desperately attempted to focus on not screaming.

though, when he began moving, she could feel that resolve crumbling: a large gasp escaping on the first thrust, then a small whimper on the second and - soon enough, full blown moans, echoing over the small room, accompanied by his own grunts and groans.

he lets out a sharp exhale, a ghost of a laugh, pulling her back to rest closer to him as his pace maintained - pushing and pulling inside her with a determination and dexterity.

"what happened, baby? though ya wanted to be quiet?" it takes a moment for her brain to even comprehend what he was saying, and only a garbled noise awaited him in response. she can see his smile against her skin - right next to her completely debauched face, which he also seems to notice, "look'it ya, yer so pretty, baby girl, my pretty girl, ain't ya?" she can hear how his own words are sloppy but unrelenting, as he gets lost in the feel of her. she immediately nods along, knowing that her stream of half-muffled moans didn't suffice an answer.

"joel - i - too loud-" through her mess, he could make out a hint of worry still present in her fucked-out nature, worried about the knowledge of their actions occurring to those outside the room. he finally relents - though he loves the idea of others hearing her noises for him, and only him.

"'lright, pretty, you just can't be quiet, huh?" there's a light hint of degradation in his tone, but not an actual lie in his words, and the events of the evening made it so she wasn't exactly shameful in that moment, so she simply nods. he obliges her untold request, taking a hand off her waist and pushing it over her mouth, muffling her moans to a much more effective degree. the action forces her head back a little, closer to him, and her back to arch. she glances into the mirror, and sees a smirk appear over joel's panting face.

suddenly, his thrusts are faster, harder, causing her eyes to widen as her fingers scramble to better hold onto the sink. he follows the actions in the mirror, smiling as he sees her reaction, trying to hold it together after his seeming measure of good-will, and subsequent surprise. he watches her eyes roll back into the back of her head, and chest heaving as she desperately tries to reduce her moans, feeling the consequence of her open mouth as her spit falls over his hand.

"that's it baby, take it for me, jus' like that, pretty. ya only get like this for me, don't ya, baby girl, jus' fer me." his pace is unrelenting, spearing into her like it was his last time, while all she could do was nod, mumbling yes's that all got captured in his hand. she can feel her impending orgasm, and she attempts to say something. she doesn't need to though - as he can feel it in the violent flutter of her cunt around him. thus, he doesn't allow his pace to falter, pushing into her that much harder and that much deeper, intently watching her expression in the mirror as all her muscles tense and still: her eyes rolling back, her inhale harsh against the top of his hand, the clench of her around him, the quiet sound that finally emits from her as she feels the orgasm wash over her intensely.

her body fully slumps against him, before she practically falls to her knees, hitting the tile of the bathroom as she grasps his cock and takes him in her mouth, lapping at his underside until her also releases in her mouth with a content groan. she swallows in a heartbeat, the musky taste washing over her tongue as she rises again, gripping the sink behind her to stabilize herself. joel's hands are on her jeans and underwear, helping her pull them up over her ass, before she buttons his jeans and buckles his belt as he checks their appearances, head dipping down to kiss her on the cheek as she caught her breath.

"did so good for me, baby. how're ya feelin'?" she deeply inhales, opening her eyes to look up at him.

"good - good, really good." a smile ghosts over his lips, before he opens the door of the bathroom, ushering her in front of him.

she can feel the eyes on them, and - though joel is a little less abashed - she keeps her gaze glued to the floor as they exit.

the one time she looks up is when joel cheerily waves goodbye to someone, and as she looks at the lucky recipient, she makes eye-contact with jake, who had a bit of a shocked, amused expression on his face. her face whips forwards once more, cheeks burning.

monday's gonna be fun.

#joel miller #joel miller oneshot #joel miller imagine #joel miller x reader #joel miller fluff #joel miller smut #the last of us #the last of us hbo #pedro pascal #i need you - right now

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owlight · 1 year

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My silly little Request: headcannons of Smoker, Law, Crocodile, and Doflamingo (separate) reactions to finding out that their artist S/O had been secretly drawing each other having... intercourse together.

P.S. hope you’re having a good day/ night. I’m sorry if I worded that weirdly 🥲.

Thank u ! I think u worded it pretty nicely! Thank you for requesting,I hope you are having a good day/night yourself cuz m sure not ❤️‍🔥💀, I added kid hope u don't mind 🫶🥺 Doflamingo is my enemy but it doesn't mean I wouldn't hold his hand 🫶🙏🧎I love to hate him

Warnings: suggestive themes

Smoker,law,Corcodile, Doflamingo,Law,Eustass Kid reactions to finding erotic drawings of them drawn by Thier Artist s/o

Smoker

He Was always respecting of your sketchbooks , always ,you will never catch him snooping around your side of the room

But there's this time you made the mistake of Leaving your sketchbook in his office on his desk , leaving to bring him some coffee like the good partner you're

And he was giving his eyes a break from all the paperwork,he looked around the room finding himself alone and remembering you will be back soon,maybe he will take his lunch break and you could both eat lunch together- oh you left your sketchbook?

Sure you wouldn't mind if your lover looked at it right? You always share your art with him anyway and he Adore your art! He even have one of your painting hanged in his office and he can't help but be curious about what you're sketching,it might be your next painting for all what he know

Smoker open the sketchbook with a smile on his face that's quickly washed off the moment his eyes are met with a whole drawing of him and you in a rather.... something He is sure you both haven't done yet,he know he should stop looking but he is weak and he keep flipping through the pages with a hand covering his mouth "how many more pages there's of us fucking??" He asks himself as he flip through more,Smoke come out from his head as he flip to a rather deatiled page "god." He groan as he keep the sketchbook close to his face to pay attention to the fine deatils ,you drew his dick so well-

" I got you your coffee darlin-oh no" you enter with a smile that washes off quickly as you look at smoker looking at the sketchbook with a red face,that red face is now looking at you" I can explain" you tell him ,he put the sketchbook on the desk" go ahead "he tell you with a rather red face" I was horny and I like drawing us " you tell him with little no shame ,smoker facepalm his face "You're going to drive me crazy (y/n),You can't just draw these Things!" You put the coffee on his desk as you sit on the edge of his desk ,you point a finger at him

"If you want me to stop you will have to fuck me"

" (y/n)!"

Will scold you for drawing such a thing in a sketchbook where anyone can see it ,Yet you remind him ,no one really dares to, expect him

Will Be flustered about it and won't mention it again ever ever

Did take his favorite one and he keep it safe with him to look at when he have to be away from you

Will not admit that he find them very..neat ,Might even go so far to say He likes them alot

But you will not catch him saying that outloud , would rather be water borded over admitting that outloud because he feel like a pervert for liking these drawings that much

Secretly a pervert ngl

Crocodile

Secretly? Keeping A secret from this man? You know the moment you start acting suspicious with Keeping your sketchbooks off his sight, his ass is not vibing

It's always that one Green sketchbook, always with you,yet he never seen you showing him any drawing,you always hide it when he even glance it's way

His brain goes to the worst possiblity,you must be planning on betraying him,are you writing his vulnerable moments ?his secrets?

He goes to the room that he gifted you to be your Art room and he is so bitter,he did all this, worshipped you,gifted you stuff,he loved you god damn it! How dare you..!

You are not in the room, you're somewhere out ,he sent you shopping so he can search the room,he want to storm the room,yet he find the painting you're working on ,a painting of both of you together and he grit his teeth

He looks at the desk ,And behold it's that damn sketchbook!,he walk to it with furry , opening it with even more furry,he expect to see his routine written out,his secrets ,but anger goes down the drain the moment his eyes register what he is looking at

" what the hell? " he mumble as his cigar fall off his mouth from the shock,He is met with a rather very detailed HD 4K drawing of him and you going cowgirl reverse,His cheeks only slightly darken as he flip through the pages and see that There's nothing but straight up erotica art of both of you,some even look familiar to him ,other look so much different than what you both do "since when they are into begin tied down like this..." He mumble to himself as by now he is sitting by the desk flipping through the sketchbook like it's some casual Reading session for him

he seem to be more shameful of the fact he thought you were going to betray him than anything tbh

Will not let you know that he found out what you're drawing in that sketchbook,he is not going to mention it ,nope

He will keep it a secret that he knew , only because he doesn't want to explain how he found it ,he have too much pride to admit he was wrong

Will Fuck you against his desk cuz he never done that but your drawing really inspired him <3

Exactly 6 months and 12 days later ,he will tell you that he want to look at your sketchbook for new ideas for the bedroom without telling you how he figured it out ,you were horrified for sure ,top 5 jumpscare of your life

He Secretly want to have an erotic painting of both of you in his bedroom,will not admit it or tell you about that ,but he think about that often whenever he look at your other family friendly paintings

Doflamingo

He knew something fishy was going with you and that Pink sketchbook that you keep at arm length from him at all time but never pressed the matter since he is pretty sure it's nothing important to him or anything because you draw some weird shit sometimes and he expected it's that tbh

That's till one time he was going to grab it and you Deadass Grabbed it from HIS hand and told him he can't look at it ,HIM you told HIM he can't do something? Like that made him Petty af ,who tf you think you're to tell him not to do something?

You're his beloved partner,love of his life that's who

He won't press it any further in that moment,will act all understanding and sweet and he is such a perfect man fr kind of attitude<3

Then at 3 am as you're fast asleep ,he moves off the bed in silent,walking to the desk where you keep your sketchbooks hidden,he isn't so quite as he grab the forbidden sketchbook and open it ,he is smug at how easy it was to find it really!

But that smug face is slowly replaced by a rather slightly frustrated face as he see what's inside the sketchbook

He take his glasses off as to make sure what he is seeing is actually what he is seeing " .....huh" he mumble out as he stare at the very naked drawing of himself and you ,it look lewd ,it look so... interesting? "Eh who knew you were into drawing these things ?" He ask lowly as he looks back at your sleeping form" I knew you were a Prevert but this a whole new level " he mumble to himself as he talks about you,he flip through the pages and admire the very neat drawings of him fucking you,he isn't sure if it's quite accurate,he think he is bigger than that for sure

" hey (y/n) " Doflamingo poke your cheek as you sleep,you slowly open your eyes to look at him "what's it love?" You ask as you look at him holding your sketchbook ,oh no, Doflamingo point at the lewd drawing of you sitting on his lap with his dixk out full view "it doesn't look as accurate here,I think you should fix it" he tells you, oh no you think as you hear him criticize your art this early in the morning

Yes this mf will criticize you for drawing his dick wrong ,no cap , He is very picky and prideful and he will not stand at this slander

Tbh knowing this had inflated his ego 100% ,he will not stop teasing you about it till the end of time

Will 100% ask if you want to get a painting of both of you nude together, to hang it in your bedroom

Will keep that sketchbook for himself,You will have to start a new one and keep it a secret cuz he want to start a collection of your art of both of you

Will request you to draw a story of both of you with his kinks involved ,Please he will let you wear his feathers coat 🥺

As a whole he is a menace to society and dating him taught you to never be caught slacking fr

Law

He didn't mean to find it ,He really didn't mean to ,you just have similar notebooks and sketchbooks and this mixed up was meant to happen someday

It was just very unfortunate it happened after you both were separated as law went to join the strawhats and you stayed behind with the crew

Law of course took his important notebooks and without realizing took your small sketchbook that you usually keep away from everyone

Law never questioned it , you're a Artist and you have the freedom to draw whatever you want Truly

But he probably didn't think it was This kind of things

Law was sitting in the room that the strawhats gave him,he was writing down in his journal without much mind till he wanted to use a reference out of his medical sketchbook,he grab a sketchbook that look way too familiar,he realize he mixed up his sketchbook with yours and sighs "I should have checked before taking them... hopefully (y/n) doesn't need to use this for now" He mumble to himself ,for a moment he was going to put it back before he tell himself,hey why not look at the drawings! He misses you after all and your art always cheered him up ,and begin with the strawhats really making him more grumpy by the second

" oh-yeah that's-is that me? " He blur out as he stares at the drawing of law and you kissing with what seem a collar around your neck and you're riding him-"yeah no" his face darken as he close the sketchbook ,he look around as there could be someone watching him look at this " (y/n)... you're....god I don't even know what I will do to you when I get my hands on you" he mumble to himself as he reopen the sketchbook with little shame "I do miss you..." He mumble to himself,you sure won't mind..if he used this for personal reasons..."YO LAW WANT TO JOIN US IN DINNER?" Luffy voice break into the room causing law to close the sketchbook fast " Learn to knock damn it!" He yells at Luffy who is 100% unbothered ,sighs he ain't gonna ever be able to look at it throughly here

He is secretly a Prevert in my humble opinion so he did find this very informative and enjoyable to look through in his lonely nights till you guys could meet again

He Did hand it to you when you both met again with a little grin ,you understood before he said anything, Goodbye your dignity-" let's get to my room,I want to give you more inspiration beloved" he whispers to your ear ,you nod at him with a red face , You are winning fr

He do come around to ask you to draw something specific actually,he will commission you if he have to ,he just think your art style is very neat and he like an ego boost cuz you draw him so well

Do not show him your newer work ,he will get all horny about it as he criticize you,will make you sit in his lap and go through the new sketchbook together while his hand run up and down your thigh

He a lil Prevert but you love him so it's okay

Kid

He did mean to find it ,He was trying to find it , Because he was 100% sure you are drawing something that you didn't want him to see

since he know Killer found your sketchbook that you Lost and He haven't been the same ever since ,he won't tell him what did he see in that sketchbook and killer been very frustrated whenever kid ask him about it

And he personally took this as a challenge to find what it is ,since you won't tell him,You won't show him and He is so pissed off ,like he is your captain! Just show him god damn it! He want to see what's the big deal behind that sketchbook

It was an eventful night ,he was awake past midnight working in his workshop when he decided it's time to go to sleep ,he get the bedroom he share with you with a tired look,he looks around the room out the habit and BOOM ,his eyes are locked with a Black sketchbook that HE is sure it's the one you're hiding from him,it's on the desk ,you must have forgotten about it

He walks to it with a a wide grin like he won the lottery,he open it prepared to the worst hideous sketches of himself perhaps but he is slightly caught off guard of a drawing of him between your legs looking WAY too realistic

" .........Eeh y-yeah" he let a rather frustrated small noise as he flip through the sketchbook and he is met with some of the most graphic HD 4K art of himself and you doing everything possible, There's things you've never actually done together (yet) and he doesn't even notice the growing heat on his face as he sit on the desk and look through the pages,he can't believe you would do something-actually he can believe it

you were always a bit too creative in your art,it sure won't stop to this,he can't believe that he didn't figured out it was just sex drawings! Heh killer must been frustrated from seeing them since they look so realistic,he think that's the reason as he flip the last few pages and his jaw at the floor as he see something that definitely didn't happen (yet) a few pages of killer and Kid going absolutely ham on you ,Kid closes the sketchbook with a groan,now he is confused,proud, turned on ,Have few new point of view of killer,and it's all your fault "Hey pipesqueak! Wake up,I need you to ride me-"

He didn't actually bring up the fact that he saw what's in the sketchbook to you ,but He did keep it in his mind like good soup

He will now preform even more seductively in bed in hope you draw him looking badass and all that ngl ,he will start snooping around your sketchbooks after every wild sexual interaction with you to see if you were inspired by it or not

Will hint that he know about it but won't outright tell you,it give you anxiety everytime he hint at it ,till you end up confessing about it ,He pretend like he don't care ,It's only because he already seen them all secretly

One night on your birthday you walk into your bedroom with killer and Kid sitting on the bed and kid holding the sketchbook with that one page open

" I was hoping we make this drawing a reality" kid tell you with a smirk "how about you show killer how good you're babe?" Killer is wearing a mask but he is clearly into this as he pat his lap for you to come and sit on it

Let's say the reality was better than the drawing for this one for sure

And this how you three all started dating after years of sexual tension between the two of you and killer

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noahmullariii · 24 days

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a much too whiny rant about fic icks

I die a little every time pup, cub or Prongslet comes up in a wolfstar raising Harry (together or separately) fic. especially cub - it makes literally no sense????? are you sure it's Remus John Lupin I'm reading about??? it's his evil doppelganger, I'm telling you. I'm not even sure I could stomach that word ironically.

Prongslet is fine in moderation, I guess, but only as an inside joke, only coming from Sirius and only when Harry's a smol bean. but when it's Prisoner of Azkaban compliant I wanna claw my eyes out.

it's even worse when those terms are used not just in dialogue but in Remus or Sirius' internal monologue as if pup and cub are Harry's freaking pronouns or something. my cub, my pup, cub did this, pup did that... just call him boy or kid or his name for god's sake. I once saw sprog pop up and was delighted cuz at least it's actually british slang.

and don't get me started on Hadrian(us) James Orion Potter-Black (which is just... why the fuck would James give his son the name of his best mate's horrible father AND the last name of his horrible family?? and why would Lily agree to that?) who's simultaneously Lord Potter, Black, Peverell and Slytherin (and, sure, I have a visceral reaction to aristocracy wank in general but even ignoring that - the last 3 literally make no sense since "Lord Black" is Sirius until his death; and both Peverell and Slytherin lines bled into other families ages ago. so being a Potter automatically means you're descended from Peverells as well as being a Gaunt - from Slytherin. and the last of those is Tom Riddle Jr. but that wouldn't make any Potters "Lord Peverell"s or any Gaunts/Riddle "Lord Slytherin"s. those last names are dead. smh).

but, uh, this tangent technically has nothing to do with my initial complaints, it's just that at some point I started thinking of this naming stuff in tandem with nonsensical nicknames as they began appearing in fics together. which is a double homicide, truly.

and look, I definitely understand the desire to make Harry's original name something else cuz it fits nicely with POC Potters headcanon and Dursleys being racist dicks about it, but... Hadrian? I mean, it's not really a big deal when the fic mentions it being his full name but both narration and characters still refer to him as Harry for short - that makes total sense. however when after the name reveal Hadrian replaces Harry completely, it feels super weird and uncanny, making it hard to identify Harry's character in the story altogether.

although I guess you should all knock me off my high horse for being the biggest hypocrite ever, cuz I myself have a headcanon for Harry's name, even if it's less elaborate than Hadrian. also less Roman? that's another thing I don't get - if you want to create a better connection between Harry and his roots, why choose a name of a Roman emperor for a desi kid? since he's usually explicitly desi in all the Hadrian fics. so it's not that I have a problem with renaming him, per se, I just don't understand the choice of Hadrian.

for example, I recently read a fic where he was Pakistani and his name was originally Hami, which is a very nice idea, actually, and makes total sense for such headcanon. mine is Hari btw (हरि in Sanskrit), since I headcanon Potters as Indian, but I didn't come up with that name myself - just saw it somewhere a couple years ago and fell in love. I think it's actually a pretty popular hc now? anyway, it's closer to Harry than any other name I've seen and has so many beautiful meanings that resonate with what I think James and Lily felt towards their son. so yeah, I'm one to talk, boo me.

now, I probably should shut up since this rant has been entirely too negative already, but while I'm on the topic of icky names/nicknames I should circle back to wolfstar cuz gods know I'll never be brave enough to talk about this particular pet peeve in its own post.

Siri, Remu and Remy make my blood boil. Siri could be kinda cute when it's a silly childhood nickname from Regulus, but if any marauder or Lily calls Sirius that - immediate death. Si and Re are a teensy bit better in moderation and if used ironically, but still stab me in the chest. a couple times for good measure. the only somewhat acceptable short form of any of their two names for me is Rem, albeit with a stretch and only because it's an actual version of the name Remus in Catalan and Russian. I know I'm being way too dramatic about this (just like with all of my previous points) but I just don't understand the need to shorten their names. at all. they're only 3 and 2 syllables long and so mystical on their own that any shortening just makes them simultaneously more nonsensical and less remarkable.

both characters literally have established quirky nicknames in canon that you can play with and even shorten to Pads and Moons if you want. Sirius is not a digital assistant and Remus is not the main character from Ratatouille. stop this madness.

plus James is right there. his name has a ridiculous amount of diminutives - Jamie, Jimmy, Jim, Jam, Jem, Jay and even Jimbo if you're into that. why strip Remus and Sirius' magical names of their charm if you can have fun with common names? but I digress.

at the end of the day, my pet peeves are mine only and I should live with them in fragile peace. this post is a personal rant first and foremost and if you disagree, I'm genuinely happy that you enjoy the things I can't. fandom is a playground and we can all find some fun in different corners. I'd also like to point out that I'm not trying to take a jab at fic writers who use any of the aforementioned terms, names or diminutives. I'm only one person, so if I stop reading your work because of my petty biases, it's only my loss and not your problem. hundreds of other fans will enjoy it instead. so keep doing what you love and writing those characters however you want, it's your right!

so yeah, writers and readers - don't take it personally and have your fun! don't listen to me being mean! I'm just making my fandom experience way too convoluted for my own good.

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lysa1201-saucy · 2 months

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hi can i request body worship with jumin han? tyyy <3

Hiiii sorry this is super late, life is crazy and I’m still trying to learn how to write NSFW better (which is why I’ve taken these requests lol) and also trying to learn how to write GN reader to be more inclusive!

I hope this is good or at least is good enough LMAO I tried my best 🙏 Thank you SO much for the request 🥰

if it’s bad, no it wasn’t, it’s my birthday, be nice 2 me

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Never Seen Anything More Perfect - Jumin Han x GN!Reader

18+ ONLY

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Warnings: body worship (obviously lol, unless I’m a terrible writer and did it wrong cuz oops), oral but I keep body parts ✨ambiguous✨, marking, and some hand stuff idk handjob i guess idk

Word Count: 418

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Jumin was quite the attentive man. Always spoiling you, caring for you. Too cold? New jacket for you, a new blanket, want a heater? He’s got it. Bored? Here’s a new TV, some games, subscriptions to your favorite streaming services, quite anything you like.

He loves to spoil you. However, he has one area he likes to spoil most.

Your body.

God, he loves your body. Your eyes, your nose, your lips, your hair, your ears, your neck, your chest, your arms, your hands, your ass, your thighs, God the list can go on and on. He’s in love with you.

Every single part of you. Every inch. And he loves to show you that.

He had you moaning on his bed, sucking where you’re most sensitive as he went down on you, making sure you feel the absolute best. You look so perfect when he’s making you feel so good. You tug at his hair, confused on whether you want him to pull away and fuck you, or to keep going and let you cum all over his face.

“You’re so amazing,” he would praise you, leaving kisses all around your pleasurable space. “So perfect… can never get tired of how wonderful you are. Your sounds, the way you blush, the way you cum… always so satisfying. My favorite thing is you.” He would go on, kissing all over your body. Your thighs, your hips, your chest, a small suck and nibble on your nibbles, and his favorite part: your neck.

God, he loved your neck. Sucking on it, biting it, kissing it. And your jaw. He needed all of you, who was he kidding? “I could stare at your body all day. I want to kiss it all, mark it all, you’re so fucking perfect.”

“More perfect than Elizabeth the 3rd?” You chuckled a bit, testing him. In response, he moved his hand down to your groin to start playing with you, causing your chuckle to be replaced by a moan.

Jumin smirks. “More perfect than Elizabeth the 3rd… just don’t tell her I said that.” He smirks as he leads his kisses up to your ear, nibbling on the earlobe. You try to let out another giggle, but all he does is increase his speed and the pressure of his hand to once again replace it with a moan.

Finally, his lips moved to yours so sensually, his hands moving around to touch all of you. He loved you. Everything about you. Inside and out.

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I accept constructive criticism, just be nice im sensitive and it’s birthday you legally HAVE to be nice to me today

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger smut #jumin han x mc #jumin han x reader #jumin han #jumin han smut

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xbl00dy-r0s3x · 11 months

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Hi lovely, hope you're doing alright!! May I request Hobie x reader who's having a rough time mentally ( I call em bad brain days) and they're having a rough time with school (college finals), crazy bs at the day job (customer service fucking blows lmao), and in their dimension they have a shitty guardian ALONG with dealing with being a spidey. After patrol Hobie swings into his place and finds them having a really bad panic attack (and he's freaking out cuz he's never seen them like this before). They're trembling like crazy, hyperventilating, really warm and crying and it just sets his Spidey sense OFF. He talks them down and comforts them from a distance then when they ok it, he comes closer to provide physical comfort...letting them touch his accessories (he hands them one of his bracelets for sensory purposes to help bring them down), play with his rings, etc. He just cuddles them to his chest, providing words of comfort.

Sorry if this is too specific, I may have gotten a lil carried away lmfao.

Anyway stay freaky, have good vagina, I love ya!!

(honey anon)

A lil mental health awareness story, I like it(I hope I do good man, it’s been a minute since I’ve written) Let’s see how this goesssss(I might’ve went off script a lil, apology in advance if I did)

Bad Brain Day

“These finals are gonna be the death…” you sighed while studying for your math final. You barely got through AP Literature review packet(that was on stuff the teacher regrettably didn’t cover😒😒) and you hoped to god(or whatever you believe in) that you passed your 3 other finals. The past two weeks working at the little cafe a block from your college wasn’t any better.

Some customers were nice enough to realize you were sleep deprived and not ready to deal with bullshit, but apart from them, the rest were hell. It went from getting yelled at constantly, to being tripped by a group of high school girls and spilling hot coffee all over their uniform, to even someone random dude being racist and spitting in your face before throwing his money and his coffee at you.

It didn’t help that most of your friends were all busy, two or three actually checked on you from time to time to make sure you were doing okay mentally(you tend to have bad things happen around finals week) and the one person you tried to talk to about the “debts” that you owed them for raising you was unreachable. You tried texting, calling, hell you even tried zoom calls and e-mails, but to no avail, you wouldn’t be surprised if the motherfucker withdrew a couple hundred dollars(that you didn’t have) as his payment this month(like he usually did).

And the countless times of having to disappear from class and work to go deal with some bad guys in not only your dimension, but Miles and Pavitr’s dimensions as well hadn’t helped the stress that was starting to build up, even Miguel started to worry when you’d show up more sleep deprived then the last time you were there. Eventually he told you to take a break from the spider society so you didn’t get hurt and you were thankful, but it wasn’t like the bad guys in your dimension would ever let you catch a break.

Which leads to today as you were studying for your last final, you started to feel your chest close up and your eyes started to water. “No, not again,” you groaned internally as you went into another panic attack that started with you in your little spinning gamer chair to being on the floor in the corner of your room. You were violently shaking, trying breathing exercises to calm yourself down, but to no avail. As you were starting to calm down from the attack, your anxiety spiked as you heard a knock at your window.

‘F-fuck. Who is it? I-I can’t deal with this and another person right now,’ you thought as the person knocked again. “Y/n? Y’kno is rude to leave company waitin’,” said Hobie as he opened your window and saw you in the corner. ‘Oh shit,’ he thought when he saw your state. Your hair was messy, you were crying, but it didn’t hide the eye bags that you had from the lack of proper sleep, and your clothes made you look more bummy then you thought it did.

“Hey love, you doin’ okay?” he said in a softer tone than before as he sat on the windowsill. You slightly shook your head no. “Y’kno… I’m not the best with words so is it ok if I play my guitar a little?”

You thought he might play some of his punk music he’s been practicing, so you were a little off put by the request, but you slowly nodded yes, wiping tears that wouldn’t let up as you hoped you didn’t make the wrong decision. To your surprise, he strummed his guitar strings softly and it was one of the songs he’s heard you have playing when your really stressed out that helps prevent these attacks from happening as often.

As time went on, you felt more and more relaxed, eventually letting him come sit next to you and gave you one of his bracelets to mess with. After a bit, you ended up between his legs and had started messing with both of his hands, admiring how the rings complimented his skin and his surprisingly nice nails that he’d let you paint from time to time. While you were in your own world of mind fog from the panic attack, his voice brought you comfort as he mumbled some words of comfort that sounded a little jumbled by his accent, but you loved it nonetheless.

You laid back against him while opting to mess with just one of his hands, his other wrapping around your waist and pulling you in closer to him, letting you know you were loved. Soon enough, you both fell asleep, with him leaning his back against the wall and you leaning in to him. Little did he know, he was gonna have a crock in his back for a while, but he’ll think it’s worth it after what he accomplished the night before.

I WAS NOT EXPECTING IT TO END THIS SWEETLY BUT YKNOW WHAT, I LOVE IT AND HOPE YOU DO TO, Much love and light, have a great rest of your day, my lovelies (I did try to capture hobie’s accent/slang and his pronunciation of words, I hope I did well)

#hobie x reader #hobie brown imagine #spider punk #hobie brown headcanons #hobie brown #hobie brown x you #spider punk x reader #spiderpunk x reader #across the spiderverse

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mogai-sunflowers · 9 months

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i just binged the whole new season of heartstopper so spoiler warning for below if you haven't watched it yet but...

oh my GOD. like oh my fucking GOD.

first of all, Elle. i love that they don't show her as just the bullied trans girl with no other personality than just that she was bullied. like what i mean is that they let her just be a regular teenaged girl. she's not just The Trans One she's just one of the crew but they're still open about her transness. and i feel like they could've made her relationship with tao about how cishet men are pressured to not date trans girls cuz people think it makes them gay, but that isn't even brought up, their relationship is just natural and genuine and it just is so so so nice to see a mainstream show letting a trans girl just be.... herself. a teenager. they're not denying what she's been through but they're also not making her whole story out to be a tragedy. and when she meets naomi and phoenix, and immediately bonds and naomi immediately opens up about her experiences as a fellow trans girl, i felt sooooooo seen because that's what queer friendships are like. they're so healing because you can just feel safer and that's what most of my queer friendships have been and i felt so seen in the way elle immediately bonded with them.

second of all, ISAAC. HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLY FUCK!!!!!!! i have never once heard the words aromantic or asexual spoken out loud by someone else. like literally never spoken outloud, i've never even said them to myself, and here they are being spoken about casually on a huge mainstream queer tv show. that person at the art show talking about the pressure of romance and sex and how finding the right labels after so long was so freeing was like- idk how to even describe how it feels to be seen like that for the first time. like, people are going to watch that and they're going to learn about people like me in a positive way!! and i love that Isaac started reading the ACE book and i can't wait for more on his journey to accepting that part of himself

third of all, darcy and tara. as a gendernonconforming lesbian myself, seeing her so happy to wear that suit and then the very real pain of having that shut down by her mom, was very good to see that be represented. it's not just about her lesbianism, it's about her gender presentation too and so many times, lesbian media focuses solely on femme-presenting lesbians (not even actual femmes mind you, just lesbians who look feminine as fuck) and it felt so happy to see darcy dancing around in that suit when she first put it on. and tara talking about how she was afraid to even call herself a lesbian for so long was so real like. there's such a stigma around that word, i still feel that way even though i know i'm lesbian, i feel like this show is one of the first shows i've watched that isn't just a gay show, it's truly a queer show because there's such a diversity of experiences represented like-

there's charlie's experiences being bullied, but also his experiences being loved and appreciated. there's nick's experiences being perceived as straight and having to feel like he has to choose, and also constantly having to tell people he's bi, not gay, but also the positives of euphoria from his attraction to both men and women, the reality of mixed reactions from family. there's elle's parents who are accepting of her transness, and her school who wasn't as much, but also her school showcasing trans artists and her cis girl friends who accept her without question. there's isaac being told by jake that he just "hasn't found the right person yet" but also being told at the art exposition that it's freeing to be relieved from the pressures of romance and sex when you don't feel those kinds of attraction. there's just so much room for nuance and balance of experiences and they're all part of the picture. like, actual good representation.

i'm just so happy right now.

#🌌written in the stars ; asks🌌#heartstopper #heartstopper season 2 #heartstopper spoilers #aroace #aromantic #asexual #queer media #queer representation

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filmofhybe · 8 months

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bump into you - Nishimura Riki

SYNOPSIS : where y/n, the new student walks into school but accidentally bumps into one of her senior, Nishimura Riki. Would he help her or ignore her?

pairing : senior niki x fem! oc

Genre : highschool au , fluff

warning : none . word count : 764

I took a deep breathe before getting off the school bus. I was greeted with a refreshing wave of cooling air as I start stepping towards the school campus that’s getting closer and bigger as I walk towards it. I got a few stares here and there as I quietly walk, your just new y/n stop overthinking shit. I was getting a bit nervous since the school is now In front of my face. Well here goes nothing.. I took a step than another and soon I’m exactly at the entrance of the school. I looked around to see if there was a reception near it but it seems like it doesn’t. I guess you just have to find it. I sighed knowing I still haven’t gotten use to the campus and I already have to find my way around.

I turned to the left as I start walking down the corridor hoping this path leads towards the reception. I can hear whispers and I can feel stares from the students as I continue my journey down to the far end. Dang have you guys never seen someone new before..? Im too into my thoughts when I accidentally bump into someone’s boarded back, causing me to stumble back and let out a little “ouch”. As I was rubbing my forehead to gain a bit of realization on what just happens, a deep smoothing voice that caught my attention. “Hey are you alright?” oh my god..y/n who the fuck did you bump into..

I looked up and saw a guy with blonde messy hair, pale skin and of course, our school uniform but without his blazer.

“Oh I’m so sorry I didn’t mean that to happen.” I was fucking stuttering as I apologized to such a beautiful human being. I was about to leave but I was cut off by his voice again.

“no is alright! Are you looking for something?” Gosh his voice.. it’s like music to my ears- anyway back to his questions.

“yeah uh I’m looking for the reception” this is so embarrassing. Lord please kill me on the spot.

“oh alright follow me!” I was shocked that he offer to take me to the reception, like why would you want go take someone to the reception after they bumped into you… he doesn’t seem like the person to do so anyways.I was walking behind him as I took a look at my surroundings, trying to ignoring the stares that I’m receiving. After a while we arrive at the reception.

“Hi there! How may I help you today?” The receptionist is really cheerful despite the fact is literally 8 in the morning.

“Hi I’m new and I was wondering if I can have my time table.”

“oh of course! What’s your name sweetheart?”

“y/n y/l/n please.”

“alright just give me a few minutes I’ll grab the stuff you would need.” I thanked her as I standing there with the guy that took me here. It’s a bit awkward because non of us were talking. But suddenly he started to speak.

“btw I’m Nishimura Riki. You can call me Niki. I’m a senior.” I turned my head towards him flashing him a soft smile.

“hi I’m y/n y/l/n. I’m a junior.”

“sooo..I guess your new here. Hope the stares and whispers don’t intimidate you. It would usually dies down after tomorrow.”

“i Hope so too..” i started playing with my fingers since I’m getting a bit uncomfortable and impatient. I guess he felt the tension between us so he started to speak again.

“if you need anything I’ll be at room 5A. And also I’m your first friend here. Hope you don’t mind.” He flashed me a smile before extending his hand out for me to shake.

“probably gonna stick with you for the rest of the year but thank you for taking me here.” He giggled at my statement as I shake his soft pale hands that’s larger than mines.

“Well I don’t mind to be honest is nice to hang around someone new sometimes. Also I got to get going cuz I need to get ready for class but meet me here on the first bell. I’ll take you around and introduce you to my friends. See you around lovely.” He said as I gave him a nod before walking away with a smile on his face. My heart skipped a bit from the given nickname… lovely. Ugh no way your already having a crush on a guy you just met.

After a few seconds, the receptionist came back with my timetable as well as a planner. I thanked her as I found my way around the campus to my first period as quickly as possible before the bell rings.

I may look calm on the outside, but I was repeating our interactions In my mind for the rest of the day. Getting more butterflies each time I think about it.

a/n: hope you guys enjoy this, kinda bad but I tried my best😕

#🐰 filmofhybe #enhypen #enhypen fluff #enhypen x oc #ni ki x reader #riki nishimura x reader #niki fluff #enhypen x engene #kpop fanfic

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moonlight-tmd · 1 year

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(don’t mind me, just reviving this tag BUT-)I’ve never watched TFA but i read a god damn bunch of fics on it soo i have a fic idea. maybe i’ll write it, maybe not.

Anyway, so-Sari found out, by accident when they were playing some karaoke game, that Bee has a really good singing voice. And she’ll beg for Bee to sing something for her but he won’t do it in front of anyone cuz he’s too anxious about it.

That’s why he sneaks out at night into one of the abandoned warehouses just outside the city, where he can sing all he wants by himself. Then during one of those night-out Blitz finds him during his night patrol, he doesn’t think much of it at first but out of curiosity he keeps coming to that warehouse to secretly listen to Bee sing. The more he comes there the more he enjoys his stays there, as well as he finds that the autobot actually has a really nice voice. Sometimes he’ll just listen, sometimes he'll dance a little, overall vibing to the music and the singing. Sometimes Bee will sing happy songs, sometimes sad ones, depending on what mood he was in. Blitz finds them relatable and starts cathing feels for the mini-bot, not that he'll admit. He’ll go to the spot and listen to the songs, and leave little gifts for Bee when he has feeling particularly sad; cool rocks, car parts, little flower bouquets. Bee would find them and feel a little creeped out at first, but he learns to appreciate the gesture from whoever was leaving these for him. Each one made him more confident about his singing. He’ll dance and sing loud, even hang a disco ball to perform his songs with. He doesn’t know who his secret viewer is but that doesn’t stop him from showing his best at the performances. That’s until he sees a vague reflection of someone dancing outside the warehouse. [He sees is in something shiny, glass or some part of a scrap car outside, idk] Bee however would not stop his sneak-outs to perform. In fact, he would do it more often, and the song genre would slowly shift towards love and admiration songs. As the time goes on Bee dares to change few words in the lyrics so it’ll be vaguely about Blitz. He’s seen Blitz outside of battle few times, and he seemed like a cool guy, and the fact that he comes here to listen to Bee AND leaves him gifts. That’s kind of sweet actually. In battlefield, he’ll get more cocky and tease Blitz with flirty smiles and winks, to which the Triplechanger totally falls for. He stands there baffled, unable to comprehend what just happened while Bee gets his way in whatever they were doing. He sometimes shoots back a flirty line of some sort which does make Bee flustered, but he really doesn’t know what this feeling he’s dealing with is when he sees Bee just blushing like that. Some secret performences later, both Blitz and Bee find themselves having admiration for each other, Bee of course, the smug bastard that he is, embraces it and goes all the way to make the love songs as good and about Blitz as possible without the other finding out that quickly. Unknowingly to Bee, Blitz is almost completely obvious to it all. He’ll get this weird feeling whenever the songs would sound odd or the lyrics wouldn’t match up to the ones he heard on the radio once but he just blames it on the silly bug messing up in his grand shows. He’ll continue to admire him, leave him better gifts for the good performances and aim in his general direction instead of straight at him. And that’s until Bee decides enough vagueness is enough and pulls a love song specifically about Blitz into his already love-song-filled repertoire [i’m thinking Shut up and Dance with some changes].

And THAT’S when Blitz will have the grand realization, all these little changes in songs, the way Bee was in combat, all those things have been diected AT HIM. BEE WAS SINGING ABOUT HIM. Somewhere in the song Bee calls out for him and he hesitates whether to leave now or go out there, he peaks out inside and Bee immidiatelly makes eye contact mid dance. He continues singing, urging Blitz to come join him and Blitz does and they end up finishing the song together. There’s a whole lot of teasing and bickering afterwards but they agree to do this again sometime. I feel like i should write this but i have no idea how since my inspiration goes from one thing to another pretty quickly and this seems like a long-term task.

#blitzbee #tfa bumblebee #long post #maccadam #song fic #tfa

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minalblood · 4 months

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I'm back and I'm so sorry! I won't make any promises for the last 2 ep of the Winchesters, but I will be reviewing/rewatching them anyways just ... who knows when, I dont!

But let's get started on You've got a Friend 1x11.

I hopefully will be a bit less rambly since O have a draft of my thoughts already written for this and its less... as Im watching (i can post that too if yall wanna but dunno if ull understand my handwriting)

We begin where we left off and I love that we have this scene of them needing to clean up, adds realism, adds dimension to the world. Love also that we begin with Lata being the Lata we all love - dejected in this case about her chimera paw was ruined. Queue Carlos with the teasing. The 2 of em banter a bit before Mary redirects us all to the matter at hand.

And Mary has come a long way in these episodes, because she may not join the banter (still closed off somewhat as opposed to Carlos and Lata's easy repartee) but she is going off of it and adding them into her area of interest.

But all stops when John come in blood soaked and in shock - Mary instantly worried he might be hurt, but nope, not this time.

I am so happy to see them portray the actual shock and numbness John is feeling, then the guilt and sadness, just all the reaction to Kyle's death really. And considering the survivor's guilt John is lugging around, it makes it even more heartbreaking. I also love seeing that Mary is the level headed one here - she,.imo, is clearly pushing down the grief to focus on John's issues here, hell we see very little of her grieving in this episode and everytime we do, she's quick to redirect that feeling into action - sometimes into violence point blank. She does it here, asking what the Akrida could want, she does it even moreso with Millie, where she does open up a bit since Millie is offering comfort, but then it turns into Millie coming with a plan which directly leads to Mary wanting to storm the police station guns blazing and the ep ends with Mary and John discussing Kyle (also god Mary looks absolutely exhausted here, fuck) but Mary derails it by saying they need to find Dean instead. She's def not allowing herself the moment to deal with Kyle's death which may prove relevant when discussing next episode.

I'd forgotten this ep was the Lata episode. Like ep 8 was Carlos', this one is Lata's. And god does it hurt.

1st, move the feather boa, Carlos!

2nd, I do genuinely believe Lata and Maggie were together. Everything in this episode points that way to me (but especialy the sweetpea nickname) We'll round back to this though.

The other thing we note in the sequence in Maggie's room is how close Carlos and Lata are to each other. Which we knew, but I always love seeing it again in action.

Before we continue with the emotional core of this ep, we have to get back to plot with Betty! I love Betty..I also can't blame her for being ....hesitant to say the least. Like imagine what she's seen so far: the guy who, before leaving to the marines illegally, proposed to her, is suddently interacting with, apparently, imfamous Mary Campbell, who is seen at several murder/investigation scenes suddenly appears ro have killed someone? And she already knows John had anger issues before hand. Like i get her here. And still shes trying to be nice while doing her job.

Which leads me to the next part, her job. So the detective... he's wording (even with him being really Akrida) echoes a lot of corrupt cop rethoric which only gets further emphasized when he later threatens to have John... killed 'accidently'. And, on top of them, speaking pf policw corruption even a 'good cop' like Betty becomes complicit simply because of the power the Akrida gained via the detective role cuz she was unwittingly helping them throughout.

But god, was John a bit too cocky here. (My notes have this marked as "this is why you let villains monologue, John!"). Especially since he actually doesn't have any info on Dean. (Love that we see the pic of Dean, missed him) l.

Meanwhile Lata and Carlos have found the bracelet and it's fucked them over. Also, I fucking hate the shadows thing, very creepy. Also also it reminds me of the daeva that Meg uses in s1 of SPN. I'm also reminded of SPN with the story the detective tells John about how they'll get rid of him - SPN's own crooked cop ep featured exactly this sorta plan too, but in killing Dean.

Really though, the main thing I found interesting upon rewatch is just how much Lata is our Dean mirror in this one. Specifically, in getting targeted by the bracelet she's forced to relive a trauma (Sania's death) via Carlos acting as substitute, only this time she succeeds where prior she thought she failed (which lemme make clear, no, Lata was at no point and in no way at fault, but she did internalize that guilt - much like Dean tends to internalize guilt) . Which Dean, much like Lata ends up doing when getting involved with this universe, ends up reliving a trauma (his parents death - Mary especially) of something he failed, in his mind, to prevent/save via rescuing this universe's Mary. And much like Lata, who can't undo what happened to Sania, but can "begin to make it better" (the Hey Jude line just hit me so I had to use it), so too can Dean. It won't change what happened in his life, wont save his mom, but it will help him heal nonetheless.

Adding to this Maggie? Who opperates as a Cas parallel here - she was Lata's person, who shared everything with Lata but Lata couldn't in turn for fear of judgement/shame, who notably is dead and thus Lata can't ever reveal her secret to. Well, it hurts is what it does.

But watching this I noticed another interesting thing though, for all that the bracelet seems to work like Osiris (pulling on the guilt the person feels is most agregious), the bracelet actually seems to want the wearer to get out. Carlos is taken just as Lata begins wondering which secret it's trying to make her face and is sent to Sania's room - direct answer. Then later,.even more blatant, using Maggie's face, tries to get Lata to disclose the secret, but Lata talks around it instead til the creature takes her too.

It seems like Erebus had a test for his warriors, one he wanted them to win.

Throughout all of Lata's story, I was seething. I truly hate her family and Carlos was 100% saying exactly what I was thinking.

Another thing I appreciated though, about Carlos, is the emotional maturity. Yes they were dying and yes it was urgent that Lata disclose her secret but Carlos made certain to reassure her throughout. Tried to give her as much space as possible.

In other thoughts, Lata's mom making that "vs family" distinction, uuuh it rattled sth in me only to them have Lata say "my parents would never look at m the same way"? In the Dean Winchester show? God, the echoes of John's shitty parenting were deafening. Bur yes to eveything Carlos said. It truly wasnt Lata's fault.

And I adore also the ending conversation between Lata and Carlos (both wearing blue and god I want Carlos' coat) because yes, this kind of stuff shouldn't be forced out on anither persons whim. Lata doesn't have to tell John and Mary anything, it is her story to tell, but also yes, Carlos is right to reassure her that if she wants to share it with them, they'll likely react well like he did. And yes the reason this particular scene hit so hard is partially personal, but because of that it drove me insane in SPN where there was a tendency for people to push other to open up at their own whim (and yes, Sam did it often to mutiple people, hounding them until they cracked and spilled whatever trauma they were trying to deal with but then have nothing to give in return, no comfort or even really reaction, and yes he most of all did it to Dean a lot and it did puss me off) So yea, love this episode for the Lata and Carlos of it all!

Also I have a few questions, when Millie was trying to convince Betty about the supernatural, at one point she said "it's not like-" and cut off. She was trying to defend against the accusation of 'playing make believe). Also, Betty says sth like "Mary, I expected.this from" with relation once more to her not believing in monsters soooo.... has Mary ever been taken in under suspicion of being delusional? Was Millie? Or John?! I've questions ok i need y'alls opinions on this one.

Also, I would've soo cracked if the Akrida asked about Dean, cuz I def miss him a lot and id fucking gush about him at that point.

Anyways, that's it for this one. See you guys next time where we'll be clowning (have I mentioned I hate clowns?)

@noybusiness thanks for push earlier this month, i needed that a lot and thanks for the support for this rewatch ❤

@shallowseeker thanks the new posts, been inspiring me to get back to writing this ❤

#spnwin #spnwin rewatch #spnwin 1x11 #also yea it wasnt much shorter than my usual #which is a problem since it fucking 3.30am here and ive work tomorrow #oh well #it was fun tho

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lazyalani · 10 months

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| Zhongli × [F!Reader]

| Gratitude

| fluff, still not very familiar of lores and all so don't mind the mistakes, zhongli is grateful, zhongli speaks in essays, this was hard to write cuz zhongli be a speech generator so please appreciate this, the google of teyvat

| Summary: When Hu Tao's niece comes back to Liyue for a vacation, she unknowingly meets the God she looked up to since she was a kid.

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Wise men say,

"Good day, I am Zhongli, a consultant of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, it's a pleasure to meet you. How may I help you?" He stretches out his hand.

You blinked and awkwardly shook his hand. "Uhh, hello, it's nice to meet you too. My name is [Name], Aunt Hu Tao's niece from Sumeru."

Zhongli's grip was one of a person who had many thousands of people, shook thousands of people's hands, fingers cold but comfortable to the touch, the grip of someone who is used to meeting so many people.

The handshake was short but full of acknowledgement. His eyes were distant and observant, but not cold or scary. He gave an aura of a man who has mastered complete control of his emotions and composture, an air of elegance surrounding him, but not one of arrogance.

"Only fools rush in.",

"Thank you for helping my Aunt run this funeral parlor. She can be very reckless and too talkative at times but she's a good person." You added, thankful that someone atleast has your Aunt's company so she doesn't get lonely, dismissing the fact that she's very lively to everyone.

"A good person is truly the most valuable of all qualities. Your Aunt has my deepest respect and admiration. Her kindness and compassion are qualities that I strive to cultivate in my own life, and it is clear that she has done a masterful job with shaping such a noble character in her own niece. It is you who should be thanked, for looking out and asking for your Aunt's wellbeing."

You blinked again. "You're very.... observant and, elegant, Mr. Zhongli." You laughed softly. "You remind me of someone."

"Thank you for the kind words, Ms. [Name]. I hope to learn something new every day, and to grow from the opportunities and challenges I encounter along the way. While I cannot claim to be perfect, I strive to better myself and to be the best version of myself that I can be. Your Aunt is a fine example of such a person, with a strong sense of duty and a generous spirit." Zhongli offered a small smile and a nod of thanks.

but I can't help

You inwardly smiled weakly. He certainly speaks of wisdom and intelligence, but he had a way of speaking that made the conversation feel easy and comfortable, but never forced or artificial.

You felt a bit nice talking to him, it's as if you were talking to an old friend. "You really do remind me of him." You say as you observe his colors. Black and gold.

Zhongli's eyes flashed with interest. "Oh? If you don't mind, I would very much like to hear more about this... person. Perhaps it is a shared sense of speaking that you perceive in this person."

You laughed again, how baffling that what you imagined he would say to you is what is said. "You both certainly are people of observance. I wonder if you have the same vision of making the world a safe place for people."

"It is true that I strive to make the world a safe place for people, but my quest has often led me to face many hardships and challenges as well. It is only through a clear vision and firm resolve that I am able to see things through and to make a difference, and I can see that such qualities are present in you as well, Ms. [Name]."

You hummed and made your way to a table, pouring yourself a cup of tea and sitting down near the window, relishing in the beautiful scenery of Liyue. "This may sound absurd, but you remind me of Rex Lapis." She smiled at nowhere in particular, staring at the beautiful skies.

"I may have never seen him, well, we all see him during the past Lantern Rites, but as a person, no one has, right? But I feel like, if I do get the chance to talk to him, he'd be very similar to you, Mr. Zhongli. I believe that Rex Lapis is elegant and full wisdom as well. Many people have likely imagined what the God of Liyue would be like as a person, and I am one of those people. Seeing and feeling the charisma and aura around him gives a sophisticated vibe."

Zhongli let out a small chuckle as he listened to your words, the laughter warm and genuine.

falling inlove with you

"My, that is quite... an interesting observation, young miss. A very perceptive mind you have, to so cleverly see and point out connections and relations between Rex Lapis and I. He and I may not be the same person, but I am honored to be likened and related to such an admirable and respectable being."

She smiled at him. "While I may have moved to Sumeru, I always make sure to visit Liyue and try to make it to Lantern Rites. Seeing Rex Lapis, makes me feel at peace. Seeing him makes me reminisce the beautiful moments I had here as a child and seeing him always makes me want to thank him, for being Liyue's God. I wonder if he, even he's... not physically here, could hear me."

Zhongli reached out, placing his hand on your shoulder. "I am sure that Rex Lapis can hear you, Ms. [Name]. Even if he is not here anymore, his spirit still lives on in the hearts and minds of those who loved and appreciated him. Your words are a proof and legacy to his noble persona, and he would be touched to know that he has left such a positive and sentimental impact." His voice was gentle and empathetic. "Remember, while those who pass on may not be here this world anymore, but their legacy and the things they have given us, may be material or advising, or a lesson, remain in our memories forever."

Oh, shall I stay?

"Thank you for your comforting words, Mr. Zhongli. To be honest, I don't know why Rex Lapis always has been a sentimental topic to me. Maybe because I'm thankful to him for creating and watching over Liyue, or maybe because I have always looked up to him ever since I was a child. I'd always wait for him to show up and even keep little plushies of him beside my bed, hoping he'd grant my little wishes of cakes." She laughed at the memories. "And maybe because when I'm upset, he'd always be the one I'm talking to, even if he doesn't answer me."

"The ability to see the beauty and good in the world, even in the darkest and most difficult times, is a precious and wonderful gift that we should always preserve. It is clear that you possess this ability, young miss, and I know that Rex Lapis would be equally grateful for your gratitude. His soul may not be with us physically, but we can honor him by remembering and preserving the things he taught and gave us and by improving ourselves into being the best version of ourselves. He lives on in this way, and I hope that you will continue to take comfort and relish in his memory and in the memories that you share." His words spread a gentle caress in your heart and mind.

Is he a funeral consultant or a guidance counselor. You internally laughed at the thought.

Would it be a sin?

"Even if he's not physically with us, I'll always think he's still watching over us from somewhere. And whereever he is, I hope my gratitude reaches him. Ah, I'm sorry for ranting, Mr. Zhongli. I couldn't help myself." You suddenly realized, embarassed.

"There is no need to apologize, Ms. [Name]. Your words are precious, and they give me great joy to hear and feel. I am happy that you chose to share them with me." Zhongli's voice was soft and calming. He offered you a reassuring smile, a gesture of kindness and empathy. "Do not be ashamed to express what you think and feel. Your thoughts are beautiful, and they are a blessing and an eye opener for all those who have the privilege and chance to hear them."

Both of you spent a whole lot a time chatting about the most random or the most deepest things you both liked. Zhongli felt joyous to be able to share stories from his past to you, a very interested person. To be able to see, hear, and feel the impact and greatness he left was nothing but pure joy. All the things we worked hard for, all the sacrifices that had to be made, he was certainly glad they were all worth it, for people like you.

For I can't help

It is clear that the both of you have formed a special bond, a deep friendship based on mutual respect and affection. Their conversations are always meaningful, creating beautiful memories to be cherished and worth relishing in. You are both lucky to have someone like the other in your lives, someone with whom you can be your true selves and share your most inner, genuine thoughts, expressions, and feelings.

Day by day, the friendship you both have slowly spreads out to something more, perhaps into a romantic sense, and whether both you choose to adress it or not is fine with you, as long as you get to continue having interesting and happy conversations with him.

Standing on top of a mountain, watching the as the sun sets slowly, both you and Zhongli stay and feel each others presence.

falling inlove

"I find myself thinking about you often, [Name]. Your kindness and contagious happiness have left an unforgettable mark on myself. I find myself yearning to be in your presence, conversing meaningful words with you. I hope you always remember that your warmth have made a big impact on me, and I will treasure the memories of our time together forever." Zhongli's eyes are full of gratitude, his voice holding their ever soft and gentle tone to you.

Your heart fluttered at the indirect confession. "I am glad that you share the same thoughts as I do, Zhongli. Your presence in my life brought me an even bigger sense of comfort and solace."

Zhongli brings the back of your hand to his lips. "Then will you embark with me on a journey to living a beautiful life? Let us continue to support and make joyful memories together. Let me share my gratitude to you, for how happy you have made me feel and the comfort you bring in me."

with you

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warmaidensrevenge · 1 year

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Is it hot in here or is it just me?

Pairings: Steddie x Plus size reader

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

Author’s note: Ohhhhhh my gosh. I’m really feeling a Steddie/reader relationship. We are going for a ride. Join me cuz I’m kinda nervous about this one.

Warnings: 18+ Smut, language, pet names, sexual situations, mentions of punishment, and not proof read and no word count.

Summary: How you ended up with not 1 but 2 boyfriends is beyond you. Why Eddie and Steve are into your thickness is strange but, they make you feel like a queen.

It all started one night at the Hideout. You were in Hawkins staying with Liz for the summer. You and your best friend went because apparently your beautiful blonde skinny perky best friend had a huge crush on the lead guitarist for a band called Corroded Coffin. Which wasn't a bad name for a band. But it definitely was...let's just say different. You didn't really do things like go to bars or parties. It wasn't something that didn't seem like a fun thing to you. You were just some girl who loved to read and write little short stories playing video games and do campaigns and eat. You never messed around when it came to food. Which your body thanked you in the form of a puggy low hanging gut, big thighs that always rubbed holes in your bottoms between your legs. With decent size boobs that were riddled with stretch marks. You were most definitely the opposite of Liz. Sometimes you wonder why a cheerleader would want to be your friend. But whatever, you guys were the best type of duo. So tonight you were to play her wing man. Or wing lady. You guys didn't go to the same school or anything but you knew that the guitarists went to school with Liz and she would go on and on about how sexy he was.

So tonight was gonna be the first time you saw who she was head over heels for. As you guys entered the bar. Liz immediately squealed when she saw two people at a table. She dragged you along to introduce you. Your eyes immediately came in contact with a handsome guy with pretty hair.

" Oh my god! Steve Harrington. Where have you been all summer baby?" Liz flirted.

The girl next to him rolled her eyes as Steve grinned.

" I uhh been busy. Why? Were you looking for me?" He chuckled.

" Well yes sugar. I heard you guys are friends with Eddie. And I want you to introduce me."

You cleared your throat to remind your bestie that you were still there.

" Oh crap. Sorry y/n. Guys this is y/n l/n. She lives a town over. Y/n this is Robin Buckley and Steve mother fucking Harrington."

You smiled at Robin and shook her hand and when you went to shake Steve's he stood up and gave you the most stunning smile.

" Hi there. Umm nice to meet you." He said holding out his hand.

" H-Hi"

You took his and gently shook it. After a few seconds you let go feeling your face become flushed. You felt a little out of place so you offered to get them drinks. Not really sure you would be carded, you went to grab a couple of beers. You were standing there waiting when this metalhead guy came up and ordered a beer too. Jesus this place really had some hot ass guys in here. You tried not to look at the tall lanky guy with the messy brown curls. But he was really testing your will power.

"Hey."

You looked up and there were these big ass brown eyes staring at you.

" Uhh. Hi."

" Not from around here huh?"

" Uhh no."

" I like your shirt."

You looked down at yourself then back to the pretty man. " Thank you. Dio fucking wails."

He chuckled." Yeah he does."

You smiled and looked away because if you kept looking at him you would have hauled him straight to the bathroom.

" so uhh come to see the band?"

" umm yeah kinda. My friend dragged me along. She uhh has a thing for a guy who plays the guitar."

He moved closer. " what about you?"

" Me?"

" Yeah. Do you like anyone in the band?"

" erm. Can I be honest?"

" I hope so."

You looked at him again and he was grinning like crazy.

" I..have never seen them perform. But the way my friend talked about them. They are sure to be good." You smiled softly.

The bartender came back handing you and him your order. The pretty guy put his hand on your lower back. " Put it on my tab Lance."

" You don't have to do that."

" It's cool. Hey let me know what you think about the band alright pretty girl."

You blushed. " umm okay." He smiled and left.

Did that just happen? Well this should be a fun night.

" Hey"

You turned around with the four beers pressed against your chest and found Steve there.

" H-hey."

" I came to see if you needed help."

He smiled and ran his hand in his hair flexing his bicep.

Lord Jesus these guys in Hawkins.

"Yes thank you."

Going back to the table you gave Liz her drink and sat next to Steve who pulled his chair closer to yours. So close that his thigh was touching your plush one. He put one arm over the back of your chair as he took a drink. Seems like he was staking his claim on you already. And you did not mind one bit. Liz turned to you when the lights flickered to welcome the band to the stage. She winked at you when she saw Steve caressing your thigh.

Steve reached and grabbed 2 beers and purposefully grazed your boob.

Oh yeah. It was definitely gonna be a fun night.

You bit your lip and smiled. Steve whispered in your ear.

" This is my friend Eddie's band. They're really good. You'll like him."

" You think so?" You whispered back.

He grinned and sighed. " I would take you to my car but I promised Eddie I would stay and watch him."

" We could go after one song?"

" Yeah. Definitely."

" Hey everyone. Welcome. I'm Eddie Munson and this is Corroded Coffin." He winked at you and began to play.

You felt your undies get ruined with every stroke of his hand. God you wanted him. But then the band came on and the voice from before spoke into the mic. By Liz's reaction he was the one she wanted to see. You looked up and found his eyes on you.

The guy from the bar.

" Oh my god! Did you see that?! He winked at me!" Liz jumped up and down in her seat.

Robin scoffed and Steve laughed.

" If I didn't know any better I'd say he winked at you." Steve said loud enough for just you to hear.

" I don't think so. Besides Liz would be crushed if he didn't. I have you though even if he did."

Steve leaned in closer. "You could have both of us you know."

You turned your face to look from Eddie to Steve. " umm what?"

" Yeah. Eddie and I share everything. I'm sure he would mind sharing you. Only if you want to that is."

You looked back to Eddie who was most definitely eye fucking you. You were flustered to say the least. You liked the idea of a threesome but on one hand you really weren't that type of chick. You had sex like twice in all your 19 years and it was such an awful experience. On the other there was Liz. She liked Eddie. And well you couldn't do that to her. This whole night was so bizarre. You had no intention of hooking up with anyone. So you declined Steve's offer and made an excuse that you couldn't hook up with him after the song. You faked a stomach ache.

You went back to Liz's house because she said she wanted to stick around and meet Eddie. So you made Robin promise to not let her do anything stupid and you gave Steve a kiss on the cheek and left.

The confidence you fake was now completely gone. You went back to your old self. How could you act like such a slut? Steve was surely gonna think you were a tease. Thank goodness you would never have to see him or Eddie again.

You sat in Liz's room waiting for her to come back. But then the thought of her doing it with Eddie made you sad. She wouldn't be back for a while so you decided to take a bath and read The Hobbit. It was one of your favorite books. You put your hair in a high bun and undress filling up the tub. Once the bubbles were to your liking you turned off the water. You looked at yourself in the mirror and hated what you saw. Your gut hanging over just enough so that you could barely see the top of your pelvis. Your stomach filled with white lines. And your thick ass arms that made every shirt you owned tight around them. You turned to see your back rolls and your cellulite filled ass and legs. You hated the little discoloration between your legs and your armpits. You felt like some gross pig. You wiped away your tears and got into the bathtub.

You were about 3 chapters in when you heard laughing and the front door closed. Liz must have had a very good night. You smile looking back down to your book when all of a sudden the bathroom door opened. When you looked up you had totally expected to see Liz. But you were dead wrong. Big brown eyes now saucers looking at you.

" OH MY GOD!" You yelped and you dropped your book into the water.

You plucked it out of the water and covered yourself. You watched as Eddie closed the door.

" Umm sorry I uhh I had to pee."

" Umm do you mind?"

He smirked. "No not at all. Continue"

You let out a soft scoff. That wasn't what you meant but okay.

He walked and kneeled down next to the tub and put his hand in the water.

" umm I'm naked."

" I see that."

You didn't know what to say. You were in complete shock. He then flicked water in your face bringing you back.

" Umm Eddie. What are you doing?"

" I don't know. You look really pretty." He said caressing your thigh.

You grabbed his hand. " No. Please don't."

He removed his hand and hung his head. " I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that."

" Liz brought you home. Not me." You said covering yourself again.

He got up and handed you a towel and looked away when you got up and emptied the tub.

" You know you could have brought me back instead."

" I...no. I'm not like that." You didn't completely dry yourself off and put on your long shirt.

" What are you like?" He said turning back around.

" Not this." You said moving past him and left the bathroom.

You went into the room and Liz was getting undressed.

"Hey so Eddie's here. And I'm gonna need my room." Liz giggled.

" Yeah. I'll take the couch."

You went to her bed and grabbed a pillow and blanket and went to the living room. You passed by Eddie and he stopped you.

" Hey I'm sorry. I just thought you were like her."

" Yeah no. But it's fine. Have fun. Wrap it up cuz she gets carried away."

" If you want me to leave I will."

You were confused. What was that supposed to mean?

" Edddddieeee." Liz sang out.

You looked up into his eyes. " Umm don't want to keep her waiting."

You were on your third cigarette when Eddie came out. He sat next to you.

You left him standing there as you went to lay down. You could hear them moments later and man was it just gross. Liz was very vocal. You had enough of them and went outside to smoke. You pulled your shirt over your knees after you sat down. You saw a van in the driveway.

Must be his.

You wondered how many girls he must have hooked up with in there. Your thoughts wander to Steve. You really hoped he didn't see you the way Eddie had seen you. If you were honest Steve seemed like boyfriend material. Well up until he said that thing about sharing.

" Can I bum one of those?"

You hand him your pack and continue to smoke.

" I'm sorry you had to hear that."

" It's cool. It's not the first time."

" You know I'm really sorry for walking in on you and touching you."

" Why did you do that? Didn't you come here for Liz?"

" I wanted to see you again and introduce myself."

" Well no. I actually came here because she said you would be here."

"Okay?" You looked at him confused as hell.

" kay."

" I'm Eddie Munson."

" Nice to meet you. I'm y/n." You said holding out your hand to shake his.

But he kissed your knuckles instead.

"Look I know this is gonna be weird because well what just happened but I like you. You're very beautiful and I would like to get to know you."

" Uhh yeah that's gonna be a no bud." You said putting out your cigarette and got up to head back in the house.

He got up and his eyes followed you. "I know she's your friend but I don't see anything going past tonight."

You scoffed and turned around to face him" Oh and you see that with me?"

" well yeah. Something about you. You're different. And Steve said you seem really nice."

" You talked to Steve about me?"

" Yup. We tell each other everything. He said that maybe you might be interested in something with us."

You raised a brow. "Did he?"

Eddie tossed his butt and took a step closer. "yeah"

" Eddie, I'm not like that okay. I don't just do random guys like Liz. And really I'm just some freak who likes to read and play D&D. I'm not the one for you guys."

" You like D&D?"

" Umm yeah..."

" Me too! I'm a dungeon master."

" Okay. Good for you."

He chuckled. " yeah I really like you now. C'mon just go out with us. One date. And then you can decide whether or not you want to have fun with us."

You shook your head. " I really can't believe you're asking me out after you just got it in with my friend. You have balls kid."

" I-"

" No thanks. Maybe Steve. But definitely not you. I couldn't hurt my friend like that. But umm thanks for the offer. You have a good rest of your night."

You walked into the house and closed the door. Eddie for sure liked you more now. Now he just had to get you to like him too. Steve was already okay with sharing you now you had to be okay with being theirs.

When you went back inside Liz was in the kitchen getting some water.

"Hey."

" Hey" you sighed sitting at the table.

" So that was...." Liz clicked her tongue.

" Good huh?" You asked really not wanting to hear the answer.

" Oh gosh! He was so good. So big. And fuck me his hands" Liz said fanning herself.

You gave her a thin lip smile.

" He played with my clit like he did his guitar."

" Gross."

" Shut up. You should let him do that to you. I don't mind sharing."

What the hell is up with people and sharing? Does no one believe in monogamy anymore?

" Uhh no thanks."

" Are you sure or do you just want Steve?"

" I don't want anyone Liz. I just want to have a good time this summer."

" Soooooo....I can hook up with Steve?"

" uhh what about Eddie?"

" Eddie...well Eddie's a great fuck. But I plan on hooking up with as many guys as I can these next 3 months. So it's on to the next."

" You better be careful. You might catch something." You joked.

" That's why you're here. To make sure I am careful."

" Uhhh that is not my job. But I will buy you condoms."

" Fine. Whatever. Just help me out with reeling them in."

You shook your head and watched her go to her bedroom.

" Are you coming?"

" No way. Not until you wash the Munson's babies out of your sheets."

"He used a condom."

" Still"

" Suit yourself. Goodnight loser."

" Night fucker."

...

You turned off the lights and laid back on the couch. You couldn't stop yourself from picturing Eddie's ringed hands and Steve's arms. Fuck they were both so hot.

Nope nope. You are a good girl.

A few days later Liz had invited Steve to come over and watch a movie. Little did you know Eddie tagged along. Since there wasn't enough room for all four of you on the couch you sat on the floor. While Liz squeezed between Eddie and Steve. Every once in a while you would catch them looking at you. But you would quickly look away. You could hear Liz giggling as she touched them. So frustrated at the fact that she had told you she was planning on doing both of them tonight you went outside.

Eddie stood next to you while Liz was pushing up against Steve. But he didn't look like he was interested. He kept staring at you. Which made you feel very uncomfortable.

Why were you so jealous of her all of a sudden?

You want to be the one sitting next to them. You want to be the one who got to touch them. You tried to shake the thoughts but it was getting harder and harder. You pulled out your pack of cigarettes and lit one. That's when everyone came out and joined you. You sighed.

Can't I be alone for just a fucking minute? Let me fucking wallow in my misery.

" I umm I'm gonna go for a walk. You guys have fun." You said walking away and into the street.

You swung back and forth on the swing for a while when a vehicle approached. Eddie and Steve came out and walked towards you.

This whole situation was completely fucked. Liz wanted them and so did you. But she could have them and you couldn't. It wasn't fair. None of this was fair.

For once can things happen for me?

You found yourself in a park and sat on the swings.

Why did i have to look this way? And why can't guys just give me a shot . A chance to see me. The real me. Not just want to fuck me like Eddie and Steve did. I could be a good girlfriend to either one of them.

" uhh. We didn't do anything" Steve spoke for the both of them.

" Done already?" You said sarcastically. " Also, this could be considered stocking."

Eddie chuckled.

"Really? Oh man Liz must be pissed. Her heart was set on you two." You kicked at the ground.

Eddie came and sat in the swing next to you and Steve came behind and started to push you.

" Look y/n. Steve and I don't want to be with Liz. And we told her that."

Eddie's eyes followed you back and forth as you swung.

" Yeah y/n. We asked her if it was okay if we asked you out on a date." Steve said.

You put your feet on the ground to stop the swing and got up to face them both.

" Hold on. She doesn't get to make decisions for me. And what the hell is this? If this is a joke. It's not funny."

Steve moved so that he was in front of the swing and Eddie stood up.

" It's not a joke y/n. We like you. And we would like for you to come out with us. Let us get to know you." Eddie smiled, making you feel all sorts of things.

" I....No."

They both looked heart broken. You stood there watching them looking back and forth at each other.

" What if...what if you go out on a date with me. Then let Eddie take you out another time. Then you could see which one you like better. If you can't choose then we will back off. But if you like both of us...well...."

Why are they doing this? That can't want sex with me that bad.

" Guys. I'm sorry."

Eddie came closer and cupped your face. " Just give us a chance to prove to you that we want more than just sex."

You felt your face get hot and your heart pounding in your ears. You stepped away from him.

" Thank you. But no."

You walked away and went back to Liz's. When you walked in Liz was jumping up and down.

" Girl. So? Did they ask you?"

" uhh yeah." You said taking off your shoes.

" and?"

" I said no."

" WHAT?! WHY?!"

You took a big inhale. " I don't want to hook up with anyone. I want something real. How could I possibly have something with both of them? It's only gonna end badly if it's not just sex they want."

" Common y/n live a little. You can finally go on a fun sexy adventure with 2 of the hottest guys in Hawkins. And they both want you."

" Damn y/n you're young. This is the time for fun. Not something that serious."

" I don't care what they want. I'm not like you. I can't just have sex and not have feelings...I want something that's gonna last with one person. Is that too much to ask for?"

You rolled your eyes. Arguing with her was pointless. She would go on like that all night. You were over the damn peer pressure. Sure those boys were too damn fine. But really common did they really like you or just having sex with a fat girl really peaked their interest? Just because they were attractive doesn't mean they should get their way.

When you got out you went to the kitchen and it was 1 in the morning. You chewed on the inside of your cheek. Steve and Eddie's numbers were scribbled on the white board on the fridge. You picked up the phone and then put it back on the hook. You picked it up again and dialed a number. But then hung up again as soon as you heard the first ring.

You went to bed that night pondering the possibility of Eddie and Steve. Dreaming of them both touching you and kissing every inch of your body. Making love to you. You woke up in a dead sweat. You got up and showered, noticing how slick you were from the dream.

Man I really needed to get laid.

After a second the phone rang. You jumped and picked up the receiver.

You cleared your throat. " H-Hello?"

" Hi uhh I got a call from you."

" Umm Eddie?"

" Y/n?"

" Uhh hi"

" Hey!"

"How did you call back?"

" *69."

"Oh."

" What can I do for you pretty girl?"

" I-I.... I'm sorry it's late. Nevermind."

"N-no don't hang up. I'm always up this late. I really don't sleep that much."

" What? Why?"

" I don't know. It's just hard to sleep sometimes."

" Umm maybe you should try some chamomile tea. It could help with that." You suggested.

" Uhh yeah I'll try that sometime...so...umm what's up?"

" Are you busy right now?"

" No not at all. Just writing a new campaign?"

" Really? What's it about?"

" It's about a cult that follows a sorcerer named Vecna. It's still in the works so I don't have much yet."

" Oh that sounds like it could be fun."

" Yeah I hope so."

There was a few seconds of silence when Eddie sighed.

" Can you come over right now?" You blurted out.

" Uhh yeah. Yeah definitely."

" See you pretty girl."

" Ok. Great, see you soon."

Eddie pulled up a few minutes later and got out. He jogged to you and gave you a big hug, lifting you a bit. When he put you back down he smiled.

You hung up the phone and tip-toed through Liz's room. Looking for something sexy to wear. But you had nothing.

You looked through her closet and hoped to find something that fit you but to no avail. That's when you decide to wear a black spaghetti strap with no bra and grey sweatpants. Adding a black zip up hoodie. After you went to brush your teeth quickly. Sure what you were wearing wasn't sexy but you hoped to not be wearing them for long. For a second you second guessed if this was really what you wanted to do. But something about Eddie just drew you to him.

You put your hair down and teased it a little. Finishing the look off with some strawberry chapstick and went outside to smoke. You were so nervous.

Am I really going to do this?

" What's up pretty girl?"

You gulped. " I uhh for some weird reason I wanted to see you."

" Yeah?" He tilted his head and grinned

" Yeah. Umm could we sit in your van?"

" Yeah." He said grabbing your hand and led you to the back of it.

Once in, you sat across from him and unzipped your sweater as he tossed some things around. You stopped him though. Grabbing his hand you gave him a little smile. After you crawled to sit in his lap, straddle him.

" Is this okay? I'm not too heavy am I?" You asked.

"Y-yeah. And no pretty girl you're not heavy at all."

You kissed his neck once then looked back at him. "Is that okay?"

" Y-yes it's okay."

You smiled and he put his hands on your hips while you put your hands on his shoulders. You kissed his neck again and nipped at it. A low groan left his mouth when you started rocking your hips. Pressing your core to his bulge that was growing bigger with every swirl of your hips.

You stopped kissing his neck and moaned into his mouth. "Eddie I want you."

" I-I-"

"Pr-pretty girl. We...we gotta stop."

You kissed him and saw stars.

Holy mother of God, you kiss so good.

You rocked your hips faster and faster and you continued to kiss. Even though you were a moaning mess of a puddle on him.

You stopped moving your hips and pulled away a bit. You struggled to catch your breath. " W-why? Don't you want me?"

" Yeah I want you... But Steve will be mad if I do this without him."

Eddie looked down and his erection then back to you. He lifted his hips to touch your aching core. You bit your lip and moaned softly.

God I'm pathetic.

" Why would he get mad? It's not like you two are dat- oh" You whimpered when Eddie pushed harder.

" Well not dating per-say." he said with one of his hands brushing your hair behind your shoulder. "But we're very close. We don't fuck each other. But we make out sometimes. If that's what girls want."

Girls?

" That's...that's a shame..."

Eddie smiled at how undone you were for him. You tried rocking your hips again but he dug his big hand deeper into the meat of your hip and relaxed his.

" I can. If you want. I'll fuck him. Or he can fuck me if that's what you want. I'll do whatever you want."

"No don't go. I really want you to think about this." He said placing a gentle kiss on your cheek.

That took you back a bit.

Why?

Why would he want that? And why would he want to do whatever you wanted? A stranger. You came back to reality and tried to get off of him but he held you firmly on his lap.

" I- Eddie I don't think it's a good idea." You said looking away from those pretty brown eyes.

" No pretty girl. Look at me." He tugged your chin lightly so that you could meet his gaze again.

" Why did you call me and not Steve?"

You swallowed. " I don't know. I just thought you would get me...Steve is great. Don't get me wrong. But something tells me he doesn't know what it's like to be...well different."

" Do you know anything about me?" He asked letting go of your chin.

You started playing with his hair. " Umm just what Liz has said. She... she said that people think you're some scary cult leader."

" And that doesn't scare you away?"

You shook your head. " No... I don't think you're scary at all."

"And why's that pretty girl?"

" It's your eyes. I can just see the hurt there. And the kindness. When you smile. I can tell you do it a lot. And you honestly look so handsome when you do."

Eddie was not expecting that. Shit if he hadn't promised Steve he wouldn't do anything with you he would have made love to you right then and there. Things have already gone too far and he knew Steve would be pissed that he got to kiss you first.

" Pretty girl. Would you consider coming out with Steve and I again?"

You looked deep into his eyes. " I don't know."

" Ok. I know that things got a little out of hand and you keep trying to move your hips and it's really hard for me not to take you right now. But tell you what. I want you to go inside and touch yourself until you cum. Can you do that for me pretty girl?"

" Y-yeah. But ...why?"

He kissed your cheek. "Because I need you to think clearly about this. And you can't do that when you have sex on the brain."

" Umm Kay."

" Then when you're done think about coming to meet me and Steve at the diner. And then we can talk about how this is going to proceed."

" I...okay."

" Then once you decide. Do me a big favor."

" What is that?"

Eddie lifted his hips again and let you rock just a little. Making you moan again at the friction.

" Don't touch yourself until Steve or I say so."

"And if I do?" You said swirling your hips moving just a little faster

" Then I will be very upset. And I'll spank you." Eddie said bucking his hips into yours

You sighed softly. " Then what happens if I listen?"

Eddie smirk. " Then we will reward you. I will take very good care of you."

" Mmmm.....God what are you doing to me?" You whimpered as Eddie's hands moved you faster and faster.

" it's not what I'm doing to you.... It's what you are doing to me. God I really want to fuck you. But...I promised."

" We can keep it a secret." You pleaded.

You were close. You could feel the knot in your stomach starting to loosen.

" Fuck! You're gonna be a handful aren't you pretty girl."

" Eddie please....I think...I'm gonna..."

" Fuck it. Cum baby. Cum for me." He pulled you in for another passionate kiss.

And oh did you cum. You rest your forehead against his as you grinded until you were finished. You shut your eyes as if it would help your breathing come back to normal. Eddie kissed your forehead.

"That's a good girl. You did so good for me."

" I uhh ha I umm sorry. It's just been a while." You chewed your cheek and looked into his eyes.

" Don't be sorry. I never came in my pants before."

You giggled. Eddie loved that. You sounded so happy. And that's all he really wanted for you tonight. He hadn't expected this but he was glad he called back.

" Ok but seriously. Tonight will have to stay between us."

You nodded. "Okay."

" Pinky promise." Eddie held up his pinky.

" Promise." You smiled hooking your pinky with his.

" So tomorrow?"

" I uhh I have to think about it."

Eddie frowned but understood. " Okay pretty girl. We will be there at 7. Please come. My heart will be shattered into a million pieces if you don't."

" I'll think about it." You said with a soft voice and just a hint of firmness in there.

Eddie finally let you off of him and walked you to the front door. He moved a strand of loose hair behind your ear.

" Goodnight pretty girl."

" Goodnight."

He kissed your cheek and turned to leave.

" Hey Eddie."

" Yeah?" He said turning back around.

" Just give me a sec. I have something for you."

You went inside for a few seconds and came back out with a box in your hand. " Chamomile. To help you sleep."

Eddie took the box and smiled.

" Let me know how the campaign turns out okay."

" Y-yeah. I-I will."

You smiled and went back inside. Eddie stood there for a minute. He tried to wrap his head around what just happened. Even though you called him to come over and sleep with you. You weren't upset that that didn't technically happen. But you also remember he had trouble sleeping and you wanted to hear about his campaign. This was a night he was going to remember forever. If anyone asked when he fell in love with you he would tell them of this night.

...

" Are you seriously gonna wear that to meet them?"

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" You looked down at your Black Sabbath band tee and leggings and Chuck Taylors.

" Common y/n. It's your first date in like forever. You have to be smoking hot. You lucky bitch, getting 2 for 1." Liz whined.

" I don't need to be sexy okay. If they like me then they won't care what I'm wearing."

" Could you at least put on some makeup?"

" No. I'm fine with just my chapstick. Please Liz let me do this my way."

"Fine!" She huffed and threw a tantrum on the bed.

Fuck me.

" Seriously?! You are acting like a child." You stared at her. But she didn't stop.

" FINE! you can do my hair."

" Eeekkk" Liz squealed and jumped up.

" But I swear Liz if you put bows in I'm kicking your ass."

" No that won't go with what you're wearing. I'm thinking maybe 2 messy buns. Ooooohhh with strands hanging in the front. Yeah... totally cute."

You watched her work and it actually came out pretty cute. You liked it a lot. It was like a mixture of you and her. You spritzed yourself with your favorite perfume and went to your car.

" Bye. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Liz waved.

" That's like nothing Liz."

You laughed as she flipped you off.

...

You looked at the clock in the car and it was 5 til 7. You were super nervous. You decide to take a chance on them tonight. If anything, anything at all felt off you were leaving and never speaking of this again. You took a deep breath in and slowly blew out.

You walked into the diner and immediately heard your name being called. You looked over and saw Eddie and Steve waving at you with big smiles. You returned it with a soft smile. When you walked over to the booth where they were, someone bumped you and almost made you fall over. Steve was there in a flash and Eddie pushed the guy who nearly knocked you over.

" Hey man what the fuck?! Can't you see she was walking here?!" Eddie shouted.

" Eddie man it's fine. She's okay. I got her." Steve said looking into your eyes. " Hey gorgeous."

" Hi...umm guys. I'm not made of glass okay. Relax." You said straighten yourself up and pulled Eddie back.

Eddie looked at you and his anger faded. " Hi pretty girl."

" Hey. C'mon. Let's sit down." You nudged your head towards the booth.

He nodded and did a low bow gesturing for you to slide in first. You slid in with little hops into the corner booth. Eddie sat on one side and Steve sat on the other.

" Hey sweetheart. I'm really happy you came." Steve gave you a hug.

He smelled so good. And his arms felt really good around you.

" It's nice to see you again."

You looked to Eddie who winked at you.

God why do you do that?

" umm I'm starving." You said.

" Me too." Eddie grinned and bumped your shoulder.

Steve handed you a menu. " Get whatever you want sweetheart. And then we can talk."

You went through it and couldn't decide. You leaned over to Eddie" Hey pick something for me. Everything looks so good."

"How about I order for all of us?" Eddie plucked the menu out of yours and Steve's hands.

The waitress came and was ready to take orders. "Hello Steven"

He gave her a quick nod.

" Alright Cindy. I will have 3 double cheeseburgers with bacon of course. 3 large fries, and 3 chocolate shakes. Ok... so...what do you guys want?"

You and Steve laughed.

" Umm make that 2 chocolate shakes and one vanilla please." You smiled at the waitress.

"Coming right up." She said sending Steve a flirtatious smile.

" You don't like chocolate?" Steve asked after she left.

"I'm allergic."

" Really? What else are you allergic to?"

You looked at Eddie. " Umm peanut butter. I believe that's it." You failed to mention your allergy to latex. But they didn't need to know that yet. And you really haven't decided if you were going through this.

" Huh. Duely noted" Steve said.

" So I have a question."

" Shoot pretty girl." Eddie said putting his arm around the back of booth behind you.

You felt Eddie playing with one of your buns and you smiled. He was cute. You turned to Steve because he seemed like he was in charge of whatever this was.

" So you guys do this a lot?"

You felt Eddie poke your bun again. " Both."

Steve's stare was a bit overwhelming.

God, he was so pretty.

" What do you mean? Like sharing a girl or us dating one girl?"

" Well umm are you sure you want to know that?"

Steve actually looked worried. Like he didn't want to hurt your feelings with the answer.

" Yes please."

"Well mannered aren't you sweetheart? Well umm I really haven't kept track but I would say 10 girls. Give or take a couple. But dating one girl."

"Never." Eddie interjected. " This is actually the first date we went on. It's my first date like ever."

Your brow furrowed and you turn to look at Eddie. He was just there grinning drumming his fingers on the table. You noticed his knee bouncing.

"Really? Why?"

Eddie looked at you and his grin turned into a soft smile. " Uhh well everyone wants to fuck the town freak but never want to be seen with him."

You're heart broke for him. He really didn't seem bad at all. " I-I'm sorry."

" Don't be it's not your fault." He tried to give you a reassuring smile.

" I know. But I'm still sorry. I uhh I know what that feels like." You said placing your hand on his bouncing knee.

He quickly stopped moving. Feeling a wave of calmness wash over him.

" What do you mean you know how it feels sweetheart?"

You felt Steve move closer. You looked away from Eddie and back to Steve. "I just. I know what it feels like to have people judge you for the way you look...How peoples looks and words can hurt more than anything. Make you feel like you're not good enough."

" Do-" Eddie tried to ask something but the waitress came over with the shakes.

You watched as she never took her eyes off Steve. She gave him his shake first then Eddie's then yours. Putting it out of your reach. She was really pretty you thought. And thin. You looked down at yourself and frowned.

"Your food should be up shortly. Is there anything I can get you while you wait?"

Her question was directed at Steve more than anyone else. You felt a small wave of jealousy at the fact.

" No we're good." Steve said nonchalantly.

Eddie scoffed when she left and slid your shake closer to you. " Pretty girl, do you feel like you're not good enough? Like for anyone?"

" I ummm. Well sometimes. I uhh get in this mood sometimes where I don't feel. I don't know. I really would rather not talk about this."

Eddie and Steve exchanged looks.

" So how did all of this start? I mean with you guys doing this?"

Eddie laughed and was doing some with his straw.

" I was throwing a party last year. And Munson here walked in on me and some girl."

You were watching Eddie's hands. He was scrunching up his straw wrapping and pulled it off. He put the straw in your shake and smirked.

" Well the girl wanted him to stay and watch. Munson here is a bit of a freak and he closed the door and watched us."

Steve leaned in and whispered in your ear. He touched himself while I fuck her. And she really liked it."

Your thighs squeezed together at Steve's words. You chewed the inside of your cheek and saw Eddie put some condensation on the scrunched up paper causing it to move and grow like a worm. He chuckled at it. And you thought it was cute.

Both of these guys were just too much for you to handle. You felt Steve's hand on your thigh caressing it up and down. You felt the heat growing between your legs. You were gonna ask Steve to stop but the waitress came with the food and his hand moved away. You felt a bit sad when he did but you finally were able to calm down. When she placed the food down you noticed she unbuttoned her blouse showing off her cleavage. She got really close to Steve and did an unnecessary bend to show him what she was working with.

You looked over at Eddie and he looked upset. He was shaking his head. Then she stood up straight and handed Eddie his food and set your plate down just like she did with the shake. After she put her hand on Steve's shoulder. You could feel the tension in the air.

" Anything else I can get for you Steven?" She batted her long eyelashes at him.

He moved away from her and put his arm around you. "You want anything else baby girl?"

You blushed and shook your head. The waitress scoffed slightly.

" We're all set Cindy." Eddie said in a tone that scared even you.

She rolled her eyes and left. You suddenly got embarrassed when you felt Steve's hand rubbing your side rolls. Feeling self-conscious you excused yourself and went to the restroom. Once in you looked for a way out. But the bathroom window was too small for your wide hips. Fuck you really wanted to leave. This was way more than you bargained for. How could Steve or Eddie want you when you looked like this? How could anyone?

As you stood there looking at yourself in the mirror you created an excuse to leave while you could. You were gonna do what you did best. Fake an illness. You washed your hands and prepared for the role you were about to embrace. When you opened the door to go back, Steve was leaning against the wall opposite of the bathroom. He had his hands in his pockets and was looking up. Exposing his neck. Everything went out the wind when he looked at you and ran a hand through his feathery hair.

" Hey baby girl. Are you okay?" He said taken a step towards you.

" Y-yeah" you said feeling flushed again.

" I'm really sorry you had to see that. And I'm sorry I touched you without asking. I just really wanted her to know that I'm your's." He said closing the distance.

" Mine?"

He grinned " Yes. We're both yours."

There was a brief moment of silence before he got too close for comfort.

" Dammit sweetheart. You look so fucking beautiful. I really want to kiss you."

Your breath shuddered and he got impossibly close. " Kiss me."

" Yeah?"

" Yes Steve. Kiss me."

And boy did he. Tongues and teeth clashing as his hands tugged at your waist to push his length against you. He pulled away after a few moments. You stood there trying to catch your breath.

" Eddie is gonna worry about us. Let's go back."

All you could do was nod as he held your hand back to the table. Once Eddie saw you his smile reached from ear to ear.

" You okay pretty girl?"

" Y-yes."

You noticed that Eddie was almost done with his food and his shake was bottomed out already. When you sat down Steve pulled your plate closer to you.

" Eat baby girl. You're gonna need your strength for later."

You nodded and cut your burger in half and placed one half on Eddie's plate.

" You don't have to do that pretty girl. I'll order another one."

" I don't mind sharing." You said with a sweet smile.

He kissed your cheek and picked up the burger and started going in. You and the guys talked for what felt like hours. Every time Steve asked you something you had just picked up and fry and Eddie would take a bite of it. You would giggle every time. Every time you took a sip of shake you held it out for Eddie to drink some. He smiled and kissed your cheek after every offer.

Once it was getting late you guys decided to leave. Steve went to pay and Eddie pulled out his wallet and left a tip. He got up and held out his hand. You took it and walked with him and Steve to your car.

"So this is gonna be different ok Munson."

Eddie nodded.

" Y/n we would like it if we saw you again. I was thinking maybe you would go out with us individually. Build a foundation with each of us. Then we can move on to all of us going out together."

" So no sex tonight?" You asked innocently

Eddie chuckled. " No pretty girl. Not tonight. We were serious when we said we want to get to know you. Don't get us wrong. We want you. But we want all of you. Isn't that right Harrington?"

" Yup. We want to date you sweetheart. And when you're comfortable with us then we will see."

You were a little disappointed but it was actually nice that they wanted to date. "Umm are you guys gonna be with anyone else?"

It was an honest question. If they said yes then you could be done with them after this night. And if they said no well you were definitely gonna experience all they had to offer.

Steve came and hugged you. "No we are just one girl at a time kinda guys."

Eddie nodded in agreement.

" And if this doesn't work out?"

Steve pulled away and let Eddie get his hug in.

" it's gonna work pretty girl. We will do whatever it takes to make you happy. If it's just going out to eat or watching a movie. Whatever you want. We will do it. We want something real. And we think that could be with you."

Eddie kissed the top of your head and opened the door for you. You smiled and got in.

Steve clapped Eddie's back. "We're yours sweetheart."

"okay. But if this is too much?"

" Then you are free to do whatever you want. But we promise to never push you into anything you don't want." Eddie tilted his head and reassured you.

You turned on the car and Steve put on your seatbelt for you. After Eddie closed the door and you rolled down the window.

"Oh I forgot to tell you two....I'm allergic to latex."

You smiled when they looked shocked. " it's okay though. I'm on the pill...Have a goodnight see you soon."

The guys watched you drive away.

" Harrington....I think she's the one we have been looking for."

" Yeah Munson. I think she is too."

...

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