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I Want To Be Needed ~ Part 10

Pairings: Zoro x Fem!Reader, Sanji x Fem!Reader, Robin x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 5613

This is part 10 of the Series 'We've All Got Needs,' linked below:

We've All Got Needs Masterlist

Ao3 Series Link

Summary: You ask Robin out on a date. You struggle with your place in your relationships, and on the crew.

Rating/Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, Fem!Reader, 18+ Only, MDNI, Reader-Insert, Smut, Fluff, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Flirting, Blow Jobs, Polyamory, Relationship Discussions, Relationship Drama, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Penis in Vagina Sex, Thigh Riding, Hair Pulling, Choking, Overstimulation, Aftercare, Alcohol, Inappropriate Use of Akuma no Mi | Devil Fruit Powers, Insecurity, Tickling, Robin is mysterious, and the boys are protective

A/N: Hey y'all! Since this 'one shot' has gotten out of hand I've made this part rather long to wrap things up. I will be continuing this series, and next part will be a chaptered work that will follow after the events here. I hope you enjoy this, and where the story is headed! Thank you for reading! 😊🙏🏼

“I didn’t know you could draw like that.”

You flashed Zoro a grin. He was leaning over your shoulder while you worked on a monograph, and he’d been following you around all morning.

“I have to, it’s how we identify plants in the wild. We have to know the shapes of the stems and leaves, the textures, how many petals, every detail. If I identify a plant incorrectly it might not work the way we need it to, or it might make us sick. Or dead.”

“Damn. So you know how to poison people then?”

“Of course I do. Nature can destroy just as much as it can heal. Maybe even more.”

He wrapped his arms around you, humming softly against your neck.

“So you could probably kill any of us if you wanted. Just sneak something into our drinks?”

“Well, I won’t do that.”

“That’s pretty hot.”

He kissed your neck, nibbling with a soft chuckle as you squirmed.

“There’s something wrong with you!”

“Oh no! I bet my evil, sexy girlfriend can find a plant to fix me.”

He lifted you out of your chair, kissing and sucking your neck as he growled, sounding so playful that it made you squeal. Especially since it was the first time he’d called you his girlfriend.

He pulled you away from your desk, spinning you to face him. Out of breath, you shivered as you looked into his gorgeous, dark eyes.

“I’m working, Zoro.”

“Doesn’t look like it to me.”

He crossed his arms, and had the audacity to look skeptical.

Your cheeks burned as you fought a grin, and you tried to move around him to your desk.

He was immovable.

“Zoro!”

“I’m the first mate, Y/N. I have to protect this ship.”

He leaned over you, his words getting heavier.

“I just found out there’s a potential murderer on board.”

“Zor- unf.”

He’d lifted you over his shoulder, and you fought his hold. Until the wind was knocked out of you when he slammed you onto your bed.

“I need to make sure all threats are dealt with.”

You hadn’t caught your breath yet, but you managed to moan as you watched your swordsman free himself from his pants, stroking his hard length as he towered over you. Your body was already reacting, readying for whatever he had planned.

“Strip. I need to inspect you for weapons.”

He seemed so serious, and the fact that your body was already caving in pissed you off just a little bit.

But not enough. That look in his eyes made you shiver with anticipation, and you needed him to wreck you.

“Make it quick, I’ve still got work to do.”

He raised his brows at the challenge.

“So you wanna do this the hard way, huh? Get on your knees.”

His growl made your eyes roll back, and you obeyed. He shoved his cock down your throat so fucking deep you could barely breathe before he practically ripped your pants down.

You’d noticed Zoro preferred you in tight pants, enjoying the violence of dragging them down your skin, of using them to restrain your legs while he fucked you hard and mercilessly.

After he made you beg him for more until you were lost in pulsing waves of pleasure and pain, he laid with you until you could walk to the shower with him.

And all of that was before lunch.

You were starting to realize you’d need to take breaks between days with the boys just so you could get some work done.

“You’re not gonna watch me?”

After lunch, Zoro was pulling his shirt over his head, and you forgot what you were going to say.

“Nevermind,” he teased, his smirk bringing your eyes back to his face.

“I thought I’d go ask Robin out, actually.”

His eyes went wide for a moment, but he shook it off.

“Well, uh. Good luck?”

His questioning tone brought a smirk to your face, and you gave him a playful punch.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be right back to ogle my boyfriend.”

You turned to leave, but he grabbed your wrist, pulling you into a kiss.

“I like that.”

You shivered at his whispered words.

“What do you like?”

“My.”

“Come in.”

Robin’s lilting voice made chills trail up your skin, and you opened the door with a smile.

Her eyes sparkled when she saw you, and she made room on that pretty loveseat of hers.

“Y/N, it’s lovely to see you.”

Settling on the couch, you tilted toward her, and felt your hands shaking slightly.

She kept smiling at you, waiting.

“You too, Robin. I was hoping that you’d still be interested in having that date with me.”

Her smile deepened, and she set down her book. She reached her hand to yours, and your skin flushed red.

She’s so beautiful.

“I’d love that. When are you available?”

She asked that question with a smirk, and you gave a self deprecating laugh.

“I’m taking a break tomorrow, and I’d love to spend it with you.”

“Can’t wait.”

Heading back on deck, you were practically skipping, amazed at how your life was turning out.

Stopping in your tracks, you enjoyed the view before interrupting.

For as much as they seem to hate each other, they always end up close to each other when they don’t need to be.

You grinned at the boys, Zoro caring for his swords, while Sanji was leaning his elbows over the railing while he smoked. They were silent, but within 5 feet of each other.

Shaking your head, you intruded on their quiet company.

“Hello boys.”

Seeing them both turn to you made warmth pour through your chest, it was such a satisfying sight.

“I’ve got a date with Robin tomorrow.”

“Congrats,” Zoro said with a small smile, seeming to be getting used to it.

Sanji on the other hand accidentally crushed his cigarette, dropping it on the deck to avoid burning his treasured hands. He stomped it out, making sure to pick it up to dispose of it properly. Smoking was bad enough, you were glad he didn’t litter.

You tried not to laugh at his beet red face, but he started speaking so fast out of nowhere that you couldn’t help it.

“What are your plans? Are you having a brunch date, or maybe a candlelit dinner? We can set up some games on deck for you, and I’ll make some desserts. I wish the last island had some decent produce, I don’t know how I’m supposed to work without strawberries.”

He kept going, seeming to be talking to himself now, You laughed even more at Zoro’s grimace.

Taking extra care getting ready in the morning, the thought of Robin kept tugging your lips into a smile.

“Good morning, Y/N dear! Right this way!”

“Wh-What?”

Sanji didn’t answer as he rushed you outside.

“Sanji, did you steal my rose petals?”

There was a sparse trail of pink rose petals guiding your way.

“Only one flower, my dear. New love is worth all the flowers in the world.”

“Sanji, I harvest the petals and buds, you owe me a flower.”

He turned, winking before bowing out of the way.

“I'll buy you a barrel of roses, darling. Just promise you’ll have a good time!”

You twirled to watch him go until you heard the soft chuckle behind you.

“Good morning, Y/N. It looks like we’re going to be spoiled today.”

You beamed as you met her eyes, breath catching for a moment. Robin looked stunning in a cropped vest and pants, the dark purple making her skin seem to glow.

“Good morning,” you replied, biting the inside of your lip as you sat with your favorite archeologist.

Sanji had set up the entire day, and you had to admit that he did a lovely job. Occasionally you’d have to shoo him away when he acted like a butler, jumping at every possible need, lingering for just a bit too long.

Robin’s voice, her soft laugh, her playful smile. The fact that she was here with you, on a date. Your head was buzzing, and you hardly knew what you were talking about. She asked you about your favorite flowers, your goals to discover rare plants on the Grand Line, and you hardly noticed that she didn’t share much.

She teased you, drawing you out with questions. Your mind filled in so much, your admiration for her blurring the edges a bit.

After lunch, Sanji had paraded games for you to choose from. He was almost singing as he listed them off until you both cracked up, pointing to the Shogi board to get him to leave you alone.

Shogi was not your game, and you couldn’t help but feel her piercing eyes as she maneuvered her pieces, almost effortlessly taking you down.

The sounds of Nami exercising across the deck drew your eyes, and you watched her practice with her baton for a moment. Robin’s voice pulled you back, and you noticed that your fingers had begun to dig into your thigh.

“Another game?”

“Why not,” you laughed. “I love getting destroyed by you.”

You hadn’t meant to say that in the tone it came out in, and your eyes went wide at her smirk.

“That does sound fun,” she teased, setting up the board.

You spent the entire day together, and it was just as lovely as it was at the start. The sun was setting, and you tapped your wine glasses over the incredible dinner Sanji had prepared.

He’d left the wine bottle at the table after you’d told him to stop checking if you needed refills. As you pulled your glass away from hers, your elbow knocked the bottle over.

Wincing, you waited for the crash, but Robin had sent an arm to catch it. Not a drop had spilled.

“Thank you.”

“Of course.”

Robin picked up the conversation where you’d left off, but your mind fought to tear you away.

I can’t even go a day without needing help.

You felt like you constantly had to prove your usefulness on the crew, no matter how wonderfully caring and supportive everyone was.

Your self pitying thoughts filled you with guilt, fogging your mind when you were meant to be here with Robin.

Robin, who was so powerful, she could save the whole crew. She’d saved you more than once.

So had Sanji and Zoro. Everyone on the crew.

And you were usually there hiding with Chopper. Until Chopper would transform, and save you too.

You looked at Robin, her deep eyes scanning your face. You wanted to be present, grateful to be right here.

I’ll just be everyone’s girlfriend. Everyone’s cheerleader.

“Where have you gone, Y/N?”

“Oh, I-I’m sorry, Robin.”

She tilted her head, always seeming mildly curious.

“Really, I’m sorry. I’ve just had some things on my mind lately, I don’t know why they’re hogging my brain right now.”

Robin set down her glass, leaning on a hand toward you.

“Whatever else we might become, we are friends. I’d like to know if something is bothering you.”

You cringed internally, hating how much you needed everyone. How much you’d needed Robin’s help lately.

“I’ve just… been feeling… I’ve been wanting to do more for the crew than I have been.”

Her eyes softened, but she waited for you to continue. After a large sip of your wine, you took the opportunity she was giving.

“I guess seeing the boys has made me notice it more. My work is valuable, I know it. But I want to help. I don’t want to be a burden.”

Your eyes had drifted to your wine glass, until you heard her take a breath.

“Y/N, you have saved us in so many ways. Your skills are incredibly useful.”

“Not when we fight.”

Her deep eyes held yours, and you couldn’t decipher the emotion in them.

“Knowledge is more valuable than violence.”

Now you let out a breath, trying to sort your thoughts.

“I want to be able to protect the people I care about. I don’t want my friends to get hurt because I can’t protect myself… I want to be needed.”

“Well, Y/N… It sounds like you’ve got a new project to work on.”

Robin’s light tone broke the tension, and you let out a grateful laugh. The confidence in her words shivered through you.

“I guess I do.”

She grinned at you, stretching and moving in her seat.

“Y/N, it’s been a lovely day.”

Your heart sank.

“Would you like to have another glass in my room? Away from prying eyes?”

You nodded, not sure you could say anything, but followed Robin while your pulse sped through you.

You could practically feel Sanji’s heavy breathing on your skin as he watched from across the deck. Remembering his blissed out face when you let him look up your skirt, you bit your lip. What a fucking perv.

The thought of his desperate whines, and his needy hands on you tomorrow after his obsession today made you shiver. You had to shake it off.

Watching Robin’s hips swaying gently in front of you brought you back to the moment.

You sat beside her, feeling suddenly paralyzed.

We’ve been talking all day, what do I say now?

Luckily she leaned toward you, tapping your glasses again.

“To firsts.”

You blushed, lifting your glass to your lips before replying.

“First dates?”

Chuckling, she adjusted her position, her thigh now warming against yours.

“To first everythings. Much more fun than lasts.”

Robin’s voice had shifted slightly, and you caught a slight furrow in her brow.

“Robin, ar-”

“Y/N.”

She put the force of those deep blue eyes on you then. Your breathing slowed, noticing the air touching your skin.

She brushed a strand of hair out of your face, and that little bit of contact made your eyes flutter shut.

“You are so beautiful, Y/N.”

The way those words fell from her lips made them seem more real than you’d ever heard. Your eyes flew open, and you leaned toward her, your hand resting on her thigh.

“You are beautiful, Robin, gorgeous!”

She chuckled, leaning closer as she trailed fingers along your neck and shoulder. Her face leaned closer still, and your eyes were wide as she glanced at your parted lips.

“May I kiss you, Y/N?”

You wanted to say yes, but all you could do was feel a shy grin take over your face until you nodded at her.

Then you gasped as her soft lips took yours.

Soft was the overpowering sensation. You reached for each other, your hands enjoying the smooth skin of her lower back, and the silkiness of her hair.

Her hands ran along your thigh, and traced along your jaw to the back of your neck.

Robin's lips and tongue tasted like wine, and something sweet. You couldn’t help a small moan that escaped at how intoxicating she felt.

She let a pleased hum into your mouth before sucking your lower lip between her teeth.

Your hands clenched on her skin, and she pulled you closer, trailing her fingers down your throat, teasing along your collarbones.

Robin pulled back from you, giving a quick kiss before searching your face. Your breath was heavy, and you had to fight not to pull her back in, feeling your body squirming with the ache for more of her touch.

“Mm, I think I can see what all the fuss is about.”

Your eyes rolled back at her sultry tone, and then you moaned as her lips found your neck.

You stopped holding back then, sending your hands to pull her toward you, teasing your fingers in her hair. The soft moan she gave you when you pulled that beautiful black hair had you reeling, and you climbed onto her lap to get closer.

“Robin, you feel so good, so soft.”

Her breath was heavy now, and you felt her tugging at the ties at the back of your dress. Your body moved on its own, thrusting in her lap. She paused, gripping you, moving you so you were straddling one of her thighs.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered against your neck as she moved her leg beneath you. Crying out, you grinded your center against her thigh, starting to pull at the laces on the front of her vest.

Every movement, every breath felt electric, addictive. Every sound out of her lips made you need to make more, the need to make her feel good taking you over. The pressure, the friction from her thigh filling you with twisting warmth.

You caught her eyes before you opened her vest, smiling at her small nod before revealing her perfect chest. Her full breasts were so enticing, the buds of her nipples already hardened, and you ached to taste them.

First you touched, gently caressing, massaging, before trailing small circles around her nipples while you continued to grind on her thigh. She cried out when you pinched them lightly before she pulled your dress over your head, revealing your own chest.

The look in her eyes when she leaned forward to trail her tongue along your breasts was too much. You lost your grip on her, reaching back into her hair to keep from collapsing.

Her muffled chuckle against your skin made you twitch, dancing on her thigh as you felt how much you’d soaked through your panties onto her tight pants.

You slid off of her, landing on your knees between her legs, your breath catching when you saw her heavy lidded gaze. Now you brought your lips to her smooth skin, twirling your tongue around her nipples while you started pulling at her pants.

Robin moaned as she helped you, lifting her hips as you dragged the fabric down. Her panties got pulled along with her tight pants, and you sucked in a breath when you saw how much wetness had pooled between her legs.

You both giggled as you fought to pull the pants off completely, struggling at her feet while she leaned back and grinned at you.

Settling yourself between her knees again, you gasped as she leaned over you, grabbing you by the hair into a rough kiss until you whimpered into her mouth.

She pulled back, that teasing smile on her lips again.

“What would you like to do, Y/N?”

Biting your lip, you felt your body lean toward hers, craving her touch again.

“I want to make you feel good,” you whispered, suddenly shy again.

She kissed you softly now, before scooting her body to the edge of the loveseat. She spread her thighs for you, leaning back to watch you. She trailed her fingers across her chest, and licked her lips.

“Please do.”

You moaned then, looking down at her gorgeous pussy, the wetness dripping from her folds making you shiver.

You smiled up at her, meeting her darkened eyes as you brought your lips to her, kissing her clit the way she’d kissed your lips.

Wrapping your hands around her thighs, you groaned against her folds while you felt her writhe for you.

Robin made such beautiful sounds, and you watched her face as you alternated sensations. Circling her clit with your tongue, long, flattened strokes, fast or slow, different directions. You smiled against her as she moaned your name softly, and you wanted to find what she needed.

When you sucked her clit lightly into your mouth, you were rewarded with the sight of her back arching against the love seat, her hand gripping at your fingers on her hips.

You could have done this for days.

“Please, Y/N.”

She bucked against you as you moaned loudly against her skin. The sound of this beautiful, mysterious woman begging you, gasping your name like that. It was perfect.

Pulling back to kiss your way up her thigh, you brought your fingers to her core. You traced them along her folds and around her clit, wetting them while she twitched for you.

The taste of her still on your lips made your own body clench. You watched her, taking in every gasp and movement while you dipped one finger into her. Exploring, enjoying, you added another and leaned close, breathing along her skin. Robin bucked against your hand, and you thought you’d found what you’d been looking for.

“Does this feel good, Robin,” you teased as you dragged your fingers along the soft spot you’d found deep inside her.

“Y-Yes, Y/N, right there. Gods, you feel so good.”

You felt a satisfied hum leave your throat before you tasted her clit again.

Robin moaned louder now, and you gasped as you felt hands behind you, around you. All caressing your skin and holding you in place, as if there were anything in the world that could have kept you from bringing Robin what she needed.

The sensation of Robin getting closer spurred you on, and you gave her everything you could. She screamed your name while you felt her body clenching, almost pulling your fingers deeper into her, her clit throbbing on your tongue.

You kept going, riding that high with her until you brought her down gently.

She hummed happily as she looked down at you with heavy lidded eyes.

I did that.

You felt your skin buzzing as you kissed up her body, joining her on the loveseat. You let her taste herself on your lips before pulling her legs onto your lap while you softly touched and massaged what you could reach.

She squirmed when you traced nails along her side, pulling away.

“Are you ticklish?”

“I guess I am.”

She’d laughed, but something in her words felt sad.

“Can I see how ticklish you are,” you asked with a smirk on your lips.

The grin that bloomed on her face made you forget it, and you giggled on the couch with her as she writhed under your touch.

Finally she’d had enough, laughing and breathless until she called arms to trap you.

You gasped at the warm restraints, and felt your skin flush as she stood in front of you, hands on her beautiful hips.

“Is it my turn now?”

All you could do was nod, then cry out as you were carried, lifted, and set up on her bed by a small wave of arms. She’d laid you up on her pillows so you could meet her eyes as she laid across the edge of the bed.

“Y/N, is it alright if I use my abilities to please you?”

The feel of her arms still softly restraining you, and the dark look in Robin’s made you gasp, and you breathed your ‘yes.’

Then you were moved again, a hand moving to the hair at the back of your neck, hands wrapping around your ankles, pulling your legs apart, and arms pulling your hands above your head, trapping them there. You sighed as so many warm hands slid across your skin, then cried out as you felt them pulling your panties away from you.

Robin lay on her side at the bottom of the bed, leaning on an elbow as she watched your reactions. Her lips were parted, and you shivered under her attention.

“What do you want now, Y/N?”

Gasping, you tried to remember how to speak.

“I-I want you to touch me, Robin. Please.”

Her smile was too much for you, and your eyes fluttered closed.

Then you cried out as your body was covered in sensations. She gripped your hair, tugging until you whimpered. Soft caresses, warm strokes, light tickles, and even scratches took you over, until there was no room for thought.

It wasn’t long until you were twitching, and you could feel even more wetness dripping from your core as you ached for her.

“Ro-Robin…”

“Would you like more, Y/N?”

Tears had started forming along your eyes, and you nodded desperately as your body shook.

Your eyes had closed again until you felt her weight settle between your legs. You gasped as her lips teased your thighs, all of her arms still playing with you.

She watched you, smiling as she kissed down, so close. She reached out with her tongue, the lightest of touches against your folds, and you tried to buck. Her arms held you like a vise, and your breathing stuttered.

Her tongue and lips sank against you, and you were already so close. Robin wasted no time, sending one finger, then two, curling deep inside you. Her eyes still watched you, and you felt a hand reach around your throat. You nodded, seeing the pleased look in her eyes.

She sucked your clit at the same time that her fingers squeezed around your neck. Her fingers inside of you were moving hard so fast as you came. Your body would have bucked off the bed if she hadn’t held you so still.

Your screams were high and breathy as her fingers kept their grip on your throat. You were fucking lost to bliss, and as you came down you couldn’t believe you were here with Robin.

You laid together in her bed, cuddling and laughing quietly together. Now and then cozy kisses would be shared, gentle caresses. It felt like you were living in a world of soft and simple pleasures, nothing to do or worry about.

“What’s that about?”

You’d pointed to a rather large book she’d been reading lately.

“Archaeology.”

You groaned in her arms, shaking your head at her smug smile.

“I’d like to know you better, Robin.”

She looked away, a smile on her face that didn’t seem right to you.

“It’s okay, Robin. You don’t need to tell me your life story.”

You pulled out of her arms so you could sit and face her, waiting for her eyes to return to you. Your breath felt restricted, and you realized you might have soured the perfect day. Touching your hand to hers, your breath eased as she looked back at your face.

“Robin, whatever else we might become, you are my friend. We don’t have to talk about it. But I feel like there are things that hurt you, that you hide. You’re very good at it.”

You tried to keep your words light, almost joking with her at the last part. But her eyes stayed even.

“I just want you to know that I’m here for you, that’s all.”

You stared at her face, looking for anything, any sign that things were okay, or that you’d ruined it all.

All you saw was a slight tension between her brows, and what looked like sadness in her eyes.

Then she smiled, pulling you in for a hug. Her voice was light now, but you couldn’t see her face.

“I’m here for you too, Y/N.”

The next morning you ignored Sanji’s pleas to stay with him after breakfast, promising you’d be his after lunch.

Instead, you found Usopp in his quarters with the door open, filling his stars with gunpowder with his brows furrowed, and tongue poking out of his teeth in concentration.

You waited until he finished, then joined him.

Luckily, Usopp had stopped seeming nervous around you after finding out about the polyamory drama. You were glad to see him smiling at you again.

“Hey Y/N, what’s up?”

“I was wondering if you could help me.”

He raised his brows at you, and your mouth went dry.

I need this. I need to be able to help the crew more.

“I know you helped Nami with her Climate Baton. I was hoping you could help with an idea.”

“Sure! What are you thinking?”

His whole face lit up, and you wanted to feel that. To feel needed by the crew.

You barely had time before lunch started, but you pulled Nami aside.

“Hey, hot stuff,” she teased before leaning in close and whispering. “Do I get to hear how things went with Robin yet?”

Laughing, you shook your head.

“Later, I swear. I was actually hoping you could help me with something.”

The rest of the day, you allowed yourself to be showered with affection. Sanji didn’t seem to mind that you sat between Zoro and Robin today, and the thrill you felt when she took your hand sent chills across your body.

As the crew was finishing up with dinner, she pulled you aside before Sanji could interrupt.

“I had a lovely time last night.”

“Me too.”

She grinned at your reply, touching her fingers to your jaw.

“When can we have our next date?”

Today’s events swirled in your head, and you felt you were buzzing with excitement. Sanji had made a dessert just for you, and you savored it with him while he ate his meal. He made some cocktails, and you sat together, enjoying your evening, looking forward to whatever else he had planned for you.

Sanji raised his glass, his cheesy smile bringing one to your lips.

“Here’s to my stunning girl. My sweet, Y/N. You are a treasure to this ship. Everything you do helps us so much. This crew wouldn’t be here without you.”

His words made you pause. You felt your brows furrow as you looked at him, his cheesy smile seeming a little strange now.

“What do you mean,” you asked, setting your glass down without taking a sip.

“I just mean that we- I think the world of you!”

Narrowing your eyes, you felt like you should let it go, but something about his strained smile pushed you on.

“Why are you telling me how much I help the crew?”

Your words made you realize what it meant, but you waited for him.

Sanji winced, setting his glass on the table.

“Fuck… I’m so sorry, Y/N. Last night I saw you knock over the wine bottle, and I came closer. Then I heard you. I heard you share what you’ve been struggling with. I shouldn’t have listened, I know I need to fucking stop.”

He looked away, taking a swig of his drink.

“I was worried about you, darling. I don’t want you to feel that you aren’t needed here.”

The glass was dripping condensation onto your cold fingers. Parts of you were fighting to let it go, but the rest was too full of the empty, uncomfortable feelings you’d been harboring.

“How do you need me?”

“Wha-I…”

You gave him a break on that one. Sanji looked desperate, and you started to feel like a shitty person instead of just a useless one. Standing up from the table, you downed your drink in two burning gulps.

“Thank you for trying to make me feel better, Sanji. I’m going to go to bed now.”

Fuck, he looks fucking lost.

Biting your tongue to keep your anger from spilling onto him, you leaned over the table for a hug. He gripped you tightly, rubbing a hand between your shoulder blades until you broke away, eyes stinging.

“Goodnight, Y/N,” he said quietly as you tried not to run toward the door.

A hard knock woke you in the morning.

“Open up, Needy!”

“Don’t yell at her, moss head.”

“Shut up, dumbass cook.”

Groaning, you glanced in the mirror, and shook your hair out of your face before opening the door. Sanji leaned against the frame, but Zoro came charging in, towering above you.

“Why did I have to hear from Usopp that he’s making you a weapon?”

Sanji cut in, his tone far more even than Zoro’s near anger.

“Sweetheart, I know you’ve been feeling self conscious about your place-”

“I’m not feeling self conscious,” you snapped, seeing Sanji’s eyes go wide as you threw those words at him. You turned back to Zoro, meeting his burning gaze.

“Usopp is making me a weapon so that I can be of more help to the crew.”

“What do you mean? You’re not a fighter.”

Your jaw clenched, glaring at Zoro’s face as he shot you down.

“Not yet. But I need to be able to defend myself.”

He frowned at you, seeming to struggle with his next words.

“You’re right. As first mate, I should tell you too… But I don’t want you to fight.”

“Well I’m going to listen to the first mate. Plus, I’m not like you guys, or Luffy. I’m not going to run around picking fights.”

His narrowed eyes stared at you for too long, but you didn’t need to explain any more, so you just kept his gaze.

“I don’t like it.”

“You don’t have to like it.”

“Marimo, you can’t seriously be considering this.”

You rounded on your cook.

“Sanji, I have to know how to fight if I’m going to survive on this crew. I don’t want to have to be saved all the time.”

“Y/N, please listen. Going into fights without enough training is more dangerous than hiding. We’ve always had you. I will always protect you.”

“The waiter’s right, Y/N. You’re not carrying anything like that off the ship until you show me you can handle it.”

You grinned at them, even though you felt very unconvincing in your comfy pajamas.

“Then I’ll show you.”

The boys left you to get ready for the day, but you just sat on your bed, planning your next steps. Your dream was still to discover the rarest plants in the world on the Grand Line.

But if I’m going to achieve that goal, I’ll need to learn to survive here first. Nothing’s going to stop me. Not even the boys.

Thank you for reading! 💜

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brucebocchi · 26 days

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Winter 2024 anime roundup, Pt. 1: Ongoing/returning shows and the trash heap

hey y'all, this is also up on my ko-fi! it's free to read both here and there, but i'm struggling financially rn so i could appreciate if you'd throw a few bucks my way if you liked it!

I wasn't expecting to watch nearly this much anime in just the past three months, but life completely failed at getting in the way. So here's everything I either watched or tried to watch for the Winter 2024 season, and a short review for each.

I'm not going to bother with trying to rank them, so instead they're sorted by category, as follows:

Continuing series from Fall 2023

Returning series

What I dropped

Mixed reactions

On hold

New series that are actually good

With this first entry, I'll be covering the first three, with the back half arriving in another couple of days. As with the 2023 rankings, the OP for each show is linked in the corresponding title.

Here we go.

Ongoing shows:

The Apothecary Diaries

Looking back at my 2023 rankings, I think my placement of The Apothecary Diaries’ first cour at #11 may have belied how much I love this show and believe it to truly be one of last year’s greats. If anything, it was hampered by its status as an ongoing show making it incomplete by nature, and I worried myself over the possibility of recency bias taking over my top ten (Frieren is in the same boat, so its top overall ranking should really highlight how damn good it is). Make no mistake, though: The Apothecary Diaries fucking rocks, and it continues to fucking rock.

It’s largely more of the same, and that’s what you would want from another cour of this show. At the same time, though, more and more is uncovered about Maomao’s background and Jinshi’s status as the proverbial camera continues to pull back and the mysteries adorning the edges of the frame become clearer. I got a sense at the end of the Fall 2023 cour that the show was moving on from its episodic nature into something more serial and plot-driven, and I was mostly right: While several episodes of the Winter cour still revolve around various mysteries of the week, they all start to converge before you even realize it. It’s the same flywheel-effect approach to plot development that Kaguya-sama did so well: While so many of the events seem like one-off curiosities in the moment, these almost-imperceptible movements eventually barrel forward into an unexpected but perfectly logical momentum. The show teases out several plot threads that may not seem relevant at first, and it trusts you to be patient enough to see them play out.

I’m not at all exaggerating when I say that, along with the next entry on this list, The Apothecary Diaries is one of the best anime of the past five years. I had a feeling that this could end up being the case as 2023 came to a close, but I’m sure of it now. Watch this show.

Frieren: Beyond Journey’s End

Last year’s best anime continues apace into 2024 as we get an honest-to-goodness story arc: Frieren, who has been around too long to bother taking any magical governing bodies seriously, needs a certification as a mage in order to continue on the party’s journey north. She decides to take the necessary exam to be certified as a First-Class Mage, a rarefied status in this world, and has Fern tag along to do the same.

And it’s still incredible! Great action, brilliant animation, wonderful character moments, and a beautiful score. It is still the top-rated anime ever on MyAnimeList, and by a significant margin. I’m not sure I agree, necessarily, but I can say with all sincerity that this has been a perfect season of television and my Fridays now feel empty without it.

That’s all I’ve got on this one. What else do you want from me? I’ve already written nearly 2000 words about this show alone since it premiered. You’re asking me for more? I’ll kill you.

Shangri-La Frontier

If the low placement on my 2023 list was any indication, I was pretty fed up with Shangri-La Frontier by the end of its first cour, and the first couple episodes of 2024 being little more than plot set-up had me teetering on the edge of dropping it entirely. But I’ll be damned if it didn’t start reeling me back in once shit actually started happening and the plot really began to move forward.

Well, for a bit, at least. The height of the series so far has been the Wethermon arc, in which Sunraku teams up with his fellow shit-gamers, Pencilgon and Katzo, as they vie to be the first to take down a notoriously difficult unique boss. As the fight plays out, we get to see the feeling-out process of a tough action-RPG boss, rife with attack pattern memorization, skill timing, and buff stacking as the margin for error grows ever thinner. As always, the animation is on point, the soundtrack rules, and the action sequences are exhilarating.

But my major gripe with the series remains: There’s hardly any actual story here, even after 25 episodes. There are broad gestures towards a larger plot (“the truth of this world,” as the NPCs call it), but they are too vague to even resemble anything enticing. Everything in between the major fights is just set dressing, and there’s a lot of in between. There’s decent stuff in there, to be fair; the adorable rabbit NPCs are always a delight, and I love the commitment to depicting our top-level gamers as smug, preening shitheels. These are long walks for short drinks of water, though, and much of the main cast isn’t likable enough to make the downtime tolerable, to the point where watching the many set-up episodes feels like more of a grind than the actual grinding in the show. Even in the fight sequences I still had moments where I found myself yelling “STOP TALKING ALREADY” at the screen. Internal monologues are a constant in battle shonen, I know, but if there’s any demographic whose internal monologues I want to hear the least, it’s gamers.

I kept watching this show despite myself, and six months later I’m still not sure how much I actually enjoy it. I haven’t seen any of the lousy VRMMO anime that people favorably compare it to, so at least it isn’t Sword Art Online. Yay, I guess? Yet here I am, still plugging away at a show I can’t strongly recommend to a lot of people. Shangri-La Frontier has turned me into a Steam reviewer.

Undead Unluck

The stakes continue to rise exponentially in one of last year’s more underrated shonen hits (or it would’ve been a hit if Disney gave a fuck about marketing the anime on its own platforms). The Union neutralizes a threat, gains a new Roundtable member, and then shit hits the fan.

The scope of this series goes into absolutely buckwild directions, and all I will say is that “Kimi no Todoke predicting the future” was not a piece of worldbuilding I would have ever expected. But at the same time, it never loses focus on the human element, which only gets more poignant as it goes on. There’s a really beautiful message in the last arc about how people can live on through the memories of others, well past their bodies dying, which hits nice and hard considering this season aired at the same time as Frieren.

This is a show that I tended to watch sporadically (because I just plain forget to open Hulu just to watch one show every week), and I would say that it was the ideal way to watch it, except the pacing issues from the first cour only got worse during a monumentally consequential sequence in the middle of the second. There was an episode that had, I shit you not, 90 seconds of new content in the first seven minutes of runtime, and at the exact point in the series when you’re salivating for something, anything new. In a season where so much goes on in just 24 episodes, I’m baffled that they felt the need to pad the runtime so much.

That’s the worst of it, though, and the momentum fortunately builds up from there and barrels downhill until the end. The story becomes incredibly meta, which was a very ballsy move for a Shonen Jump series that was still relatively early into its run. The gamble pays off, though, and the debut season ends on several incredibly strong episodes, and now I want more. I’ll be hopping on the manga soon.

It also struck me towards the end of the season just how goddamn cute everyone looks. For all of the spraying blood and grim marching towards Armageddon, it says a lot that I still wanna pinch everyone’s fat little cheeks.

Returning shows:

The Dangers in My Heart, season 2

The first season was absent in my 2023 rankings but I decided to pick it up while the second was still airing, and I’m so glad I did: The Dangers in My Heart is an almost-too-precious middle school romance that is endlessly endearing and bluntly honest (if a little exploitative) about what middle schoolers are actually like, warts and all. Insecurities are amplified, they struggle to figure out their identities, and mental and physical development runs on different schedules from one kid to the next. And amidst all this raging hormonal nonsense, we have ourselves a lovely little romance story.

Kyotaro has (mostly) kicked his chuuni tendencies and realized that he’s madly in love with the beautiful, cheery Anna. He’s as aware as anyone of what a mismatched couple they’d be, though, and continues to self-sabotage any progress in the name of maintaining her good social standing. To pile onto his loner’s perspective of middle school politics, Kyotaro also gets a front-row seat to Anna’s part-time work as a model-slash-actress and he wonders if an underdeveloped shrimp like him should be anywhere near someone so obviously more mature. At the same time, though, he’s a growing boy, and we see lovely moments of progress as Kyotaro takes initiative both for her sake and to achieve what he wants. To both ameliorate and complicate these situations, Anna reciprocates his feelings towards her, and we creep ever closer towards what we want to see, in increasingly awkward and precious fashion.

So much of this anime is just gorgeous. Even setting aside the visuals and music (which are on point at all times), there are really lovely themes in here about insecurity, teenage perception of maturity, and self acceptance. On top of all of that, though, this is just a delightful slice-of-life romance story. You can probably guess where we’ve ended up by the end of the second season, but it’s the getting there that makes it all worth it. The manga is still running (and I plan to pick it up), so there’s clearly plenty more of the story to tell, but if this is where the anime ends, it ended perfectly.

Holy shit, though, did the first season really air at the same time as Skip and Loafer and Insomniacs After School? Dentists must have made a mint that season because every single one of these shows is so unrelentingly sweet that my teeth start to itch. Not that I’m complaining.

Mashle: Magic and Muscles, season 2

I honestly think I might’ve been too hard on Mashle in my 2023 rankings. I gave up on it a few episodes in when it’d initially aired, but I eventually came back to finish out the season and ended up having a pretty good time. I’ll cop to having forgotten that latter part when I mapped out those rankings, but that enjoyment quickly came back to me when I picked up season 2... even if the season begins with a ton of table setting.

Plenty of battle shonen take time to find their voice, both in manga and anime, and Mashle really seemed to hit its stride fairly quickly into the second season. Mash’s lack of magical quality is no longer a secret, and now magical society has to find a way to deal with it, so the series’ initial stakes are raised and Mash HAS to become a top-level sorcerer lest he lose his life. Also, the bad guys are back. Unfortunately, just as I started to genuinely appreciate the ensemble cast, most of Mash’s friends took a backseat to the larger plot (Lemon is nowhere to be seen almost all season) as the villains raise the stakes with increasingly JoJo-esque magic abilities. There’s still plenty to like, though, and some of the new characters help. Props for having an openly nonbinary character play a major role.

The music is a real highlight here; a surprising amount of hip-hop paints the backdrops during dialogue, and any show with an OP by Creepy Nuts will immediately grab my attention. "Bling-Bang-Bang-Born" actually turned into a bona fide hit single, much like Oshi no Ko's "Idol" and Jujutsu Kaisen's "SPECIALZ," and I'd say it's well earned (seriously, it fucks, please click the link above). The animation has also started to really pick up where it felt like it kept falling short in the first season as well, and I found myself looking forward to action sequences more as the season went on.

And hey, it might’ve taken 21 episodes to get there, but I finally laughed at a cream puff gag!

Urusei Yatsura (2022), season 2

I really don’t have much to say other than it’s more Urusei Yatsura, and that’s just swell. We continue the modern adaptation of the classic gag manga as the OG anime babe and her piece-of-shit “darling” get caught up in yet more bizarre hijinks. Despite the 48-episode run being touted as an “Urusei Yatsura all-stars” cherry-pick from Rumiko Takahashi’s 34-volume opus, not all of the segments hit on the same level, but the stories that last entire or even multiple episodes have been killer. Lum and Ataru, despite their myriad flaws, genuinely do care for one another, and this series is at its best when those feelings get to shine through. Takahashi remains a legend for her expert balancing of comedy and heart, and while this particular adaptation doesn’t have the built-in benefit of 300+ chapters of familiarity, those moments still feel earned.

It’s Urusei Yatsura. It’s a classic for a reason. Watch it.

Dropped:

Gushing Over Magical Girls (dropped after one episode)

For the TL;DR version, consult the image above.

All I’d heard about this show going in was that the manga it’s based on was good and that there would be boobs. I wish I’d known more than that before watching, though, because if I’d known that said boobs would belong to middle schoolers, I wouldn’t have bothered with even the one episode I did end up watching.

I was drawn in by the initial premise, too: The protagonist, the conspicuously-named Utena (who looks enough like Bernadetta from Fire Emblem that I was immediately endeared to her), is an enormous fan of the magical girls who keep her city safe, so when an adorable maho shoujo mascot approaches her with an offer, she immediately takes him up on it. As her sinister-looking (and unnecessarily revealing) costume suggests, though, Utena doesn’t get to live out her magical girl dreams; she actually got roped into—and blackmailed into keeping—a role as a villainess. The magical girl team she idolizes quickly recognizes this, and to stave off their assault, Utena is forced to summon a monster to bind them. As they continue to struggle and squeal, Utena goes further with it by ripping their clothes and spanking their bare bottoms red, because it turns out that she’s actually into this stuff, sexually. The title, it turns out, is a double entendre.

Credit where it’s due for a clever concept: On paper, this is really goddamn funny! My issue is with the execution: I don’t really care to see someone’s sexual awakening if it involves repeated violations of consent, and doubly so if I have to see nudity of ostensible middle schoolers (Japanese middle schools are the equivalent of seventh through ninth grade, so even on the older end these girls are 15 at most). After 100 Girlfriends, I thought I could handle whatever trashy bullshit any anime could throw my way, but the longer I chewed on Gushing’s premiere, the worse it sat with me. I have no intentions of playing morality police here, but I can’t bring myself to watch any more of this than I already have.

Early teenage sexuality is a very difficult subject matter to handle delicately, especially in a comedy milieu, and I can levy plenty of criticisms on that matter towards series I otherwise enjoyed, like Call of the Night and the aforementioned Dangers in My Heart. And although there appear to be some coming-of-age elements here, Gushing doesn’t seem interested in handling it without being exploitative. Maybe it gets better, but I don’t really plan to find out for myself.

I just feel like it’s a shame that in a season with some actual halfway decent LGBT representation, the breakout yuri hit is about middle schoolers performing dubiously-consensual BDSM on each other. And maybe that speaks to something for some sapphic viewers, and I have no intention of speaking over them, but I do know that this isn’t for me. I would’ve gone fucking feral over this show when I was like 13, but I haven’t been a 13-year-old boy for a long, long time.

I may not have a leg to stand on here as someone who watches Mushoku Tensei (although frankly, that one’s on strike two with me), but I have to put my foot down somewhere. For me, that “somewhere” is borderline pornography involving 13-15 year olds. I try to meet media where it is, even the squicky stuff, but I cannot put myself at the level Gushing Over Magical Girls sets for itself.

Sasaki and Peeps (dropped after eight episodes)

This show is frustrating to even process postmortem. After a mildly intriguing hour-long premiere that introduced a whole lot of concurrent concepts, Sasaki and Peeps somehow managed to not only continue heaping new ideas onto the pile, but also fumble every single one of them in a way that wasn’t even entertaining to watch.

Sasaki, a lonely 40-something salaryman of modest means, decides that instead of living vicariously through adorable animal photos on social media, he should pull the trigger and get a pet of his own. He settles on a reasonably-priced and suitably adorable fat little Java sparrow, who as it turns out speaks human language and is actually named Piercarlo the Starsage (Sasaki settles on Pii-chan, or Peeps in English). The bird was reincarnated from another world, where he is able to take Sasaki at will, and the man realizes he can use the other world’s relative dearth of technology to his advantage and sets up an interdimensional trade full time so he can make coin on his own watch and help Peeps try the delicious beef he heard is the best food in Sasaki’s world. To the latter end, he also invests in a restaurant. Peeps also helps teach him magic, which Sasaki is forced to use in a pinch in the real world. He is quickly found out and gets roped into a secret government bureau of psychics, because the agent who caught him using ice magic decides he’d be a perfect complement to her water powers (think Kanne and Lawine from Frieren, but stupider). Sasaki now has to balance these multiple lives, which hardly ever interact with one another, as the stakes rise in Peeps’ world in the form of palace intrigue and in Sasaki’s world in the form of a growing threat of evil psychics or something. Also, there’s magical girls, because why the fuck not at this point.

If you actually managed to process all that and went “wow, that’s a lot, I wonder how they can tie all that together,” it brings me no pleasure to report that Sasaki and Peeps completely fails at that task. This is a work of fiction with entirely too many ideas, to the point where it feels like it has no ideas. There’s a saying in football that a team with two quarterbacks is a team with no quarterback, and Sasaki and Peeps has, like, six on its depth chart. You ever hear a band that managed to cram multiple genres in the same song and you get whiplash every time it switches up? Those are bands with a lot of influences, but no identity to call their own, and that is Sasaki and Peeps to me. It is the Twenty One Pilots of anime. A lot of shit got thrown at the wall, and none of it stuck: This show, conceptually, is shit-stained drywall with a pile of turds adorning the moulding.

For a show about a 40-year-old man, it gave me serious pause that there was not a single named adult woman in any of the episodes I watched, and I grew even more frustrated waiting for one to show up. Sasaki’s partner, Hoshizaki, seems to be a driven, professional young woman, but it turns out she’s a 16 year old high school student, for some reason. The daughter of the viscount doing business with Sasaki is a young girl who likes to tag along with him, and Sasaki’s neighbor is a latchkey high school girl who may or may not have a yandere-ish fixation on him. The magical girl we meet is also definitely a kid. The female psychics they face off against don’t appear to be older than teenagers, though the one who appears to grow fond of him turns out to be several hundred years old, which especially gave me pause because we all know that unfortunate trope and the type of person who hides behind it. Before progressing any further, I found out that the light novel series upon which this show is based was written by someone with the pen name “Buncololi,” which told me the rest of what I needed to know.

That part made me increasingly uncomfortable, and I became less and less convinced that this show was capable of sticking the landing as it continued to pile on new, contrived ideas. This was a waste of an excellent voice cast, but more than that, a waste of time.

Tales of Wedding Rings (dropped after nine episodes)

I can’t believe how much goddamn isekai I ended up watching this season. That Tales of Wedding Rings wasn’t the worst one (see above) was a minor miracle, because boy howdy was this one a dud.

Satou is just a normal high school boy, blah blah blah, his childhood friend he’s in love with is actually a princess from another world and she has to go back to fulfill a political marriage, he follows her into the portal to pull a Benjamin Braddock. But then, gasp, the palace is under attack, so the princess (her native name is Krystal, but growing up in Japan she was known as Hime, which means… princess) instead decides to marry Satou, bestowing upon him her kingdom’s ring, which gives him powers that he uses to fight back the demons. It turns out that her ring enables him to use one elemental affinity out of five, so of course now Satou has to collect the other four to become the Ring King and save the world, and to do so he has to also marry each corresponding princess.

This is basically Tolkien’s Rings of Power but as a harem isekai with bonus nudity. What I saw of the season was basically a MacGuffin hunt that had waifus of various fantasy races attached. Fine character designs for each, to be fair, but it wasn’t enough to keep me interested. It’s funny on paper that (to paraphrase Geoff Thew) our protagonist’s power level scales with the size of his harem, but Tales didn’t do enough to make me actually care what was happening. And I wanted to! There were elf titties and I didn’t care. That’s criminal.

What makes Tales especially difficult to watch is that this show is fuck ugly. The color palette is muddy and unappealing, everyone looks uncannily shiny, and there’s a smudgy Vaseline filter over everything. The action sequences are uninspiring, the animation is lousy, and every character looks terribly off-model unless they’re naked. Watch the OP I linked if you don't believe me; that's the best of it. The aural element isn’t much better; ecchi scenes are punctuated by a Cinemax-caliber smooth jazz score that I pray was chosen ironically, and most of the show’s humor consists of “an old guy is screeching.” And if you’re wasting Shigeru Chiba’s talents on that one lousy joke, you’ve fucked up catastrophically.

What completely pushed me out of wanting to see any more of this show, though, was how hard it doubled down on the worst elements of harem anime by having Protag-kun be a wishy-washy little ninny even though he’s openly declared his love for and is literally married to Hime/Krystal. And I wanted to care about her; the narrative made me want to care about her, and her jealousy of the other princesses is warranted, but alas, the harem demands bodies. To his credit, Satou recognizes her mixed emotions and makes extra time for her to make it clear that she’s forever number one in his heart, but every single time their shared romance and emotions actually push them towards consummating their (all caps for emphasis) MARRIAGE, the show goes Rent-a-Girlfriend on us and finds a cheap excuse to ruin the moment. No thanks, I’m out. Nothing else about this show is good enough to make me wade through that shit.

Honestly, the only thing that had me coming back after my Persona 3-induced hiatus was that I wanted to see the dragon girl, and that alone was almost worth it, but there really isn’t much of a draw otherwise. There were better isekai, better romances, better fantasy settings, and even better uncensored harem shenanigans this season. I might pick this back up as the second season approaches, but I’m not in any hurry.

#anime reviews

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I need some help

so. this is hard. here goes:

for the last six-ish weeks, I've had an exceptionally challenging time of things re: my haunted devil body being exceptionally haunted and full of devils, and I have missed a lot of work. a lot of work. might be losing my job soon, in fact, but I'm trying not to think about that.

I'm trying to crawl my way out of the hole, but I have nothing in the bank right now and no money coming in, literally this is a screenshot of my account from today, and it's not showing the insurance payment that put me $50 in the negative this morning.

I have no other savings, my credit card's maxed out, I don't know how I'm going to pay my upcoming rent and my cupboard's down to baking ingredients and canned vegetables, so the sitch is looking pretty gd grim for me right now.

if anyone wants to donate and can afford to be kind, I'm linking my paypal and cashapp below, but I'd prefer to be able to offer something in exchange.

I think most y'all are following me because it is known that I make quilts, but that's mostly a side effect of my true hobby: collecting fabric. (this is a joke. mostly.)

I don't know that I have the energy to commit to making quilts or other complicated goods right now, but I do have a truly massive stash and excellent color sense. I've pulled these curated fat quarter collections as examples of what I have on offer:

this is a very small sample of what I have in my stash; I've been collecting fabrics since 2014, so I have a massive collection of rare & out-of-print fabrics from Moda, Free Spirit, Windham, RKaufman and other brands, a portion of which I've catalogued and uploaded to gdrive here.

that's nowhere near my full collection, it's just a jumping off point of what I've got to work with. I'd put fq bundles on etsy or something similar to make it easier, but the total lack of funds has temporarily kiboshed that idea.

in the meantime, I'm selling individual fat quarters for $2.50 each and curated stash-builder sets of five like the ones above for $15. I'd also be happy to make coordinating pot holders not unlike this one at $35 for a pair.

(pls don't ask me for oven mitts, I don't want to talk about one of my greatest failures)

NOTE: all fabric comes from a smoke, pet and fragrance-free environment, and will not be prewashed. I know that makes a difference to a lot of folks, not just me.

I'm also open to assembling pre-cut quilt & other craft kits, PM me to discuss what you're looking to make and I'll figure out if I can make it happen for you.

I appreciate any and all help more than I have words to communicate, and I know I'm pretty damn wordy! I'm pretty far down in the weeds at the moment, and I need to raise around $1800 in the next ten days in order to pay rent, catch up on my bills and pay for food and medication.

please help out a chronically ill artist and shop my stash!

cashapp

paypal

#help needed #signal boost #idek how to tag this #fabric destash #I guess?#I cannot overstate how much more awesome stuff I have than is listed in gdrive #that's just the fabric I had at least a yard of #(and had enough of the selvage to record the name and designer)#I also have a ton of unbranded fq's and yardage from joann's #idk how but I'll try to find a way to work some of that into the stash library #it's shockingly hard to photograph fabric tbh #quilting hell #sufferpunk life

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thatztyv · 4 months

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- Jack and Kennedy link after three years (In honor of Jazz and Tae linking back up after three years 😩)

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Kᴇɴɴᴇᴅʏ Dᴏᴡɴs

(ken-nuh-dee duh-ouns)

Jack Harlow | @ jackharlow

Tell Kenn unblock me on ig

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⭐️ | @stunna.girl

Oh shit, after three yearsss??

It's a Lifestyle🥂 | @parisndiamonds

Kennedy!! Gworl come get yo man back 😩

🚀 | @tothemoon

I did not see this coming at all 👀

JACK HARLOW UPDATES©️ | @ jackxworld

We finna go blow up her dms rn 😭

Boy Tears💧 | @cryformeimperfect

YESSSS

💐 | @fairygworl

Nooooo 💔

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fivestarr☆ | @kennedyloaded

Unblocked 😘

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Kenn's World ⭐️ | @ kennkenn

OMGEEEEE

Boy Tears💧 | @cryformeimperfect

Oh shit getting real now

Chemistry Chick 🧪| @ inthelab

y'all calm down, all she did was unblock him 😭

🦋 | @butterflyqueenn

Mane get the gang back together

💐 | @fairygworl

Let's see how long this last 🌚

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"So y'all", I sighed as I set my camera up on the bathroom counter. "I know what y'all thinking.. and yes we are linking."

I looked in the mirror as I put on some lip gloss.

"He supposed to be on his way over here and gone text me when he outside."

"Ian gone lie y'all I'm nervous as hell. Ian seen him in a lil minute", I said as I picked up my phone.

I smiled to myself before showing the camera the notification on my phone. "He's here."

jack💔

Outside

I stared at the camera for a minute.

"Let's not keep him waiting."

.☆.

"Oh my gosh", I sighed as I got in his car.

"Why you say it like that?", he chuckled.

"I don't even know but hey", I said being shy as I leaned back against the door.

"Hey", he said softly and leaned over the center piece to give me a hug.

I hugged him back and pulled away.

"I see you vlogging", he said with a smile as he turned the interior lights on.

"Yeah."

"I thought this was gone be easy", he said as I propped my camera up on his dashboard.

"What you mean easy?", I asked arching my brow.

"I thought when you got in here I was just gone.. but I ain't seen you in forever", he said turning to me and smiling.

I looked at him and my cheeks got hot.

We got quiet for a minute, just looking in each others eyes.

"So how you been?", he asked.

"Mmm I'm alright", I said and looked at my nails.

"You be taking forever to text back", he hummed.

"Oh don't even start that cause you be taking days to text back."

"I be busy."

"Busy doing what? Youn be in the studio all day everyday and you ain't on tour right now."

"How you know that?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I just know....But you look good", I hummed looking over at him before looking back at my camera.

"Thank you. You look wonderful", he said making me smile hard as fuck, I had to cover my face.

"Thank you", I hummed.

"You nervous or something?"

"A lil bit...Can we go eat?", I said before I put my hair over my shoulder.

"Yeah. What you want?", he answered with a light chuckle.

"I don't know. What's around here?"

"You should be telling me, you live here", he chuckled.

"Chile I don't be outside like that."

He shook his head and pulled out his phone.

"Fast food? A restaurant? Hibachi?", he asked as he opened his map app.

"I got the taste for some hot wings."

"So Buffalo Wild Wings?"

"No."

He looked up from his phone and over at me.

"What?", I laughed.

"Then where else you getting hot wings from?"

"Wingstop. Zaxby's."

He playfully rolled his eyes before looking back at his phone.

"Let's see which one's closer."

"Y'all", I sighed as I looked at my camera. "I hope he don't try to kidnap me while I'm in his car."

"Chill", he chuckled as he kept looking at his map.

I chuckled before looking back over at him. I quietly admired him before he leaned over to show me something on his phone.

"Damn you iced out huh", I said and grasped his hand, looking at the rings on his fingers. "You gotta be froze in this ho to talk."

He laughed. "Really Kenn."

I laughed with him.

"Nah I'm just playing", I hummed as I grabbed his phone. "We can go to this one."

"Alright", he said before putting his car in drive.

I handed him his phone back.

"Let me put my seatbelt on. Cause I remember you used to act like you was a Nascar driver", I hummed as I put my seatbelt on.

He just chuckled.

"Where you be going cause I don't never see you outside."

"I don't- I don't be in the streets."

"You tryna say I be in the streets?"

"Yeah", I said and looked over at him. "I was lurking one day and I was just like wow."

"Lurking where?", he chuckled.

"..Just on the internet", I said making us laugh.

"What you found out bout me?"

"I was like he in the club?! What? He having a time ain't it", I said covering my face as I laughed.

"I ain't start going to the club til I stopped messing with you. Had to do something with my free time."

"Club life huh", I said and patted the corner of my eyes.

"Nah nah nah. I found friends and they introduced me to the club."

"Damn... so you saying you ain't have friends when you was with me?"

"I had friends but I was with you majority of the time. But I started hanging out with more people."

"Oh so you got a new group of friends.”

"Oh my god”, he said with a chuckle.

"I'm just saying", I laughed.

"So what took you so long, cause you was dodging me", he started.

"No no no. I wasn't dodging you I was tryna edit a vlog and upload-", I started before he cut me off.

"No not today, I'm talking about in general. Cause you had everybody thinking I'm the problem."

"Had them thinking it was you? You had a video shoot", I said as I glanced over at him.

"I had to go to New York. But before that- you was dodging me like crazy."

"Whatever", I said and playfully rolled my eyes. "How I'm dodging but you don't text back? Make it make sense boo."

"And why you tell everybody I blocked you on Twitter?", I asked.

"Cause you did", he simply replied.

"I mean."

"I mean they kept telling me you'd link with me and do a video. And I was wondering how that was gone happen and I'm blocked", he said arching his brow.

"Yeah but you had my number. I sent you my new number."

"I obviously didn't have it saved. I just saved it."

"Mmm", I hummed.

.☆.

"I'm so geeked", I said as I set my camera up to face me on the table. "Tell me why he paid for my food?!"

"Chile.. he was all like I got you. Just go find us a good table", I said mocking his voice. "Then gone smile at me.. almost went weak in the knees."

I shook my head as I looked over at him by the drink fountain.

"Gone have me falling all over again."

.☆.

"Questions while we wait?", I asked putting my phone down.

"Sure", he hummed, turning to face me.

"You start", I said.

"You ever felt like I disrespected you on the internet?"

"Disrespected me?.. uh I feel like once you got around your friends you kinda did. Cause I thought we agreed we wasn't gone speak on each other."

"When?", he asked, arching his brow at me.

"It wasn't necessarily you it was yo lil group, team or whatever."

"What they was saying?"

"You know-", I said and tilted my head. "You know what they was saying and posting... I was like daamn that's me."

He let out a deep breath before sitting back. "You gotta be more specific."

I leaned forward. "Should I bring up the context?"

He chuckled.

"People was texting and calling me talking bout 'why they speaking on you' and 'why they got yo name in-' you know. It was from people you around."

"They was making videos?"

"You acting dumb", I said sitting back and crossing my arms. "You acting like you don't know and stuff. Boy don't be acting all Hollywood."

"I'm not acting Hollywood, I'm just trying to see what you talking about", he said with a laugh.

"You know what.. we both just gone be clueless then", I hummed. "Ask me another question."

"What have you learned from dating?"

"What have I learned from dating?", I asked then arched my brow at him. "Dating what?"

"Dating in general or whatever the fuck you been doing, you been living", he chuckled.

"I don't be dating. I'm just lifing."

He smacked his lips as he looked at me with a be for real expression.

"Didn't you just say we not being Hollywood and what the the fuck is lifing?"

"I'm not being Hollywood. I'm being so for real. I just been chilling”, I chuckled.

"Right", he said playfully before he squinted his eyes at me. "So who was that one dude?"

"What dude?! You imagining things. Ian date nobody after you. But you on the other hand", I said and uncrossed my arms. "How many girls four? Five?"

"You pushing it", he laughed.

"You was just living I don't blame you", I chuckled.

.☆.

"We good right?", he asked as he wiped his hands clean.

"I think.. you gotta ask yourself that."

"You think I got a grudge against you?", he asked and tilted his head.

"Ion know", I said before sipping my drink.

"I don't have nothing against you.. I always wanted to see you win and shine."

"Ok love that", I hummed. "I just got one last question."

"Ok. Ask away", he hummed.

"Did you ever miss me after we broke up?"

"If I'm being real, yeah."

"Do you still miss me?"

He sighed before he chuckled. "How you say your outro. Thanks for watching. Like and comment."

He picked my camera up and turned it to him.

"Jack", I chuckled. "You miss me don't you?"

"Nah I don't", he said looking dead at the camera with a straight face.

"Look at me and say it."

He looked up and locked eyes with me.

"Say you don't miss me", I said taunting him.

"I don't-", he started. "How you turn this camera off?"

I gently took it out his grasp and turned it to me.

"Obviously he doesn't want to admit he misses me but that's alright. He doesn't have to say it, I know he does", I chuckled as I looked at the camera.

#wattpad #jack harlow #jack harlow x black reader #jackman thomas harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow smut #urban wyatt

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kayluh1915 · 5 months

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psssst, disclaimer…

@swiftllama: *texts me with no context* EVERY BTS THEY GET GAYER AND GAYER

Me after watching said BTS:

It's Ianthony moment breakdown time, BBY!

I know I've been gone for a while but I've really been going through it, y'all. I want to post more from here on out, but I can't make any promises. Executive disfunction and ADHD paralysis sssuuuccckkkkssss.

Anyways, back to our regularly scheduled screamings!

Also, this is from a members only video. If you can, please support Ian and Anthony directly. I do not share content outside of small Ianthony moments like these.

The noise that came out of my mouth was not human in anyway, shape, or form! Anthony has carried Ian like this before, but it was before his departure. Back then they were really stiff and awkward with each other since their friendship was strained, as they have mentioned several times. Now they're super close and don't give a flying fuck and MY HEART CAN'T TAKE IT!

Sam has been keeping me up to date with everything and I just can't believe the timeline we're in. Everything else might be shit, but at least Ian and Anthony are back together and give us moments like these on the weekly! 😭They keep me sane.

ANYWAYS, I made some gifs of the moment because AHHHH and I'm going to break down the little moments that made my fandom heart flutter

Let's get to it!

Right off the bat, Ian very minorly freaks out when Anthony picks him up and immediately grips Anthony's arm. Logically, I know that anyone would grab onto the closest thing on instinct in this situation... but my Ianthony brain is screaming: "AWWW! ANTHONY MAKES HIM FEEL SAFE!!!!!!!"

Okay, my logic brain is calming down now because this gif just confirmed that Ian not only trusts Anthony whole heartedly but also FEELS SAFE! As soon as Anthony reassures him that he won't let him fall Ian relaxes and starts to let go of the death grip he has on Anthony's arm near the end of the gif.

Another demonstration of how much Ian trusts Anthony. He doesn't even flinch when he lifts him up and even has that face he makes that screams: "yeah yeah, we know Mr. Buff." after Anthony comments on how easy it is for him to hold Ian.

DUDE! The way Ian just goes limp after Anthony once again lets him know that he's got him. IT'S SO FUCKING CUTE and, again, is proof of how much he trusts him. He knows Anthony won't drop him and just decides to relax for a second, putting his full weight on Anthony's shoulders. I CANNOT! It's so intimate!!! Ian probably also took notes from Rhett's "I'm Dead" move he pulls on Link which I find hilarious.

Okay, this is my favorite one of this whole gifset. The way Anthony looks back at Ian to make sure he's still comfortable and then smiling to someone about it!?!? BRING AMBERLAMPS! MY HEART HAS STOPPED!

Damn, I needed these two in my life so badly right now. The fact that they pulled THIS SHIT just makes it so much better. I know they've said and done things more damning within the past few months, but I enjoy more intimate moments like these. Yeah, it's for a bit, but it shows just how much Anthony cares for Ian and how much Ian trusts him.

Lord have mercy, I need a nap after all of that. 😮‍💨

#kayla's ramblings #smosh #ian hecox #anthony padilla #ianthony #because it's obvious????#☀️🔍#smoshblr #carrying #LORDY #I still need that nap

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remwrites · 1 year

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rem's scarian rec list

i felt like compiling my absolute favourite scarian fics. enjoy.

always check tags before reading!!! there's a big mix of fics here

in no particular order:

Ashes by Raichett

Grian's still soul-linked to Scar, even after their return from Double Life. He's not dealing with it particularly healthily, but after three death games, who would be in the best frame of mind?

(so beside myself with the implications of grian still being bound to scar after double life HO HO BOY... plus scar's agony at unknowingly hurting grian WOOF LOVE IT)

one word from you and i would jump off of this ledge i'm on by wizardlover

Grian and Scar deal with some of the fallout from Last Life.

(HRGERKGRKGERK this fic hurts so good. and the resolution is SO satisfying i've reread it like twenty times. and such fuckin good character voices too the dialogue is SMOOTH)

HCBBS (Hermitcraft Big Ballroom Scene) by romanocheese

Grian holds a ball to celebrate the finishing of the mansion. Scar appears in rather unexpected attire.

(SCAR IN A DRESS SCAR IN A DRESS SCAR IN A DRESS!!!! one of my first brainrot fics. adored showstopping amazing)

Beloved by spilledstardust

Scar has never played this game with the intention to win.

(this gut punch fic omg waaaaa the concept the execution i love)

a hundred kisses (then you start again) by backyardwizard

Grian and Scar spend the night together after finding out they're soulmates.

(this one always makes me feel shrimp emotions. the dialogue. the LOVE. GUUGRHHUH)

i am fed, but still i starve by definitelynotshouting

Another flash of teeth, dyed red in the light spilling through Grian's feathers. "The 'Not A Resistance' Resistance," he says, low and teasing, "would like to cordially invite you to kiss me stupid."

(HOT HOT HOT super well written the kiss is phenomenal the character voices kill me and i love this fic so much im gonna lay down in the road)

get me with those green eyes, baby by Anonymous

Another "soulmates share more than just pain" smutfic to add to the collective pile - now with preening!

(gurgles incoherently. this one gets me. im such a damn sucker for good dialogue and this one nails it along with the bonus of soulbonds AND preening? im in heaven)

yours were the arms (that the whole world was in) by sparxwrites

He’s even less surprised when Grian returns that evening, looking furtive and ashamed, and guiding a golden-eyed Scar by the hand through the still-rigged front gate.

(sneaks a lil mumscarian in here. listen. i think abt this one often bc of the very in depth character understanding and relationship dynamics. mmmmmm so good)

if you like it... by GoodTimesWithScar

or, the "you got so drunk you asked your husband if he was single" trope, but with added mumbo being 100% done with this nonsense.

(how could i not. this fic is so fluffy and amazing and made me laugh so hard)

my ever after / is holding you by LovesickPrince

someone decides kidnapping King Scar’s beloved servant was a good idea. It really wasn’t.

(i think abt this fic at least once a daily. you've probably read it but if you haven't do yourself a favour and do. these IDIOTS i love them so much they're so well done)

This isn't a Love Story by Sleepless_in_Southlands

Grian is a priest of Fate, willing to sacrifice everything to ensure Scar, destined to be his final victim in the arena, doesn't fall in love with him along the way. Unfortunately for him, Scar seems intent on doing just the opposite.

(i talk abt this fic CONSTANTLY literally so bonkers over it i love it im obsessed it's perfect. i love this dynamic this concept this everything. absolute top tier no joke)

pull me from the earth by Niamh (saturniidaemon)

a midnight meeting, flowers, and the complicated nature of love.

(y'all like pain? bc this is fucking pain. literally just beyond wild over this. tread carefully)

wait the worst is yet to come by glossyblue

Grian bounces on the balls of his feet, delighted. “Okay. Okay, okay, so. You need to know how it works, then, don’t you? Kiss me.”

(just found this recently and it has not left the microwave of my brain. last life scar hurts so bad. everything in this fic hurts so bad. i love it)

the synonym of companion by errorryx

fool

mirror

entrapment

partner

(i love playing with words this fic does it so so so well omg. wonderful)

cheers everyone!!! xox rem

#scarian #scarian rec list #hermitshipping #fic rec #i made this while very tired so if i screwed up a link lemme know LMAO

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hyuckdolle · 2 years

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sneaky link — sunghoon ★

ᥫ᭡ sources. navigate 4 more | wc: 2.9k

ᥫ᭡ contains. smut, small caps, implied playgirl, blowjob, creaming, squirting, fingering, choking, bruises, making out, dirty talk, aftercare, pet names (pretty , baby), deep throating, hinted / mentions of possessiveness, degrading, overstimulation, riding, cervix kisses, undiscovered feelings, i most likely forgot something lol | black!reader , dom!hoon

ᥫ᭡ note. hey tinks! reblogs and comments would be appreciated! thank you for reading and the support, hope y'all enjoyed this <3. getting the read more option was a struggle. hard hours are always open.

you took a shower getting ready for your sneaky link tonight with sunghoon. you had been linking up with him for about 2 months. you barely got to see him as much though because his schedule was rarely not busy.

y'all were on the low low too, due to the fact that he was an idol. he worked in an industry where he had to creep around, with little privacy whatsoever. which is why every single one of your links took place leading into midnight.

getting ready took about an hour and a half because he had randomly texted you letting you know he was free for the night. you spent about 30 minutes washing up and listening to music, getting yourself in the mood under the hot water.

you finished the rest of your routine in your room — after you finished your skincare in the bathroom. you had made sure to text sunghoon, asking him where he was. subconsciously aware that you had little to no time to waste.

from you : where you ?

from sunghoon : i’ll be there in about 25

“ shit let me hurry up, ” you muttered to yourself, knowing that the next 25 minutes would fly by. sitting on the bed you made before getting in the shower, moisturizing your skin with a cocoa butter-scented body cream, and a few spritzes of some soft vanilla-scented perfume.

flying by is what the time did, it felt like a breeze. you were kind of nervous after not seeing him for a few weeks. you looked and smelled good so that was two less things to worry about. but you couldn’t help the anxiety that bubbled inside of you.

finally, putting on your white satin robe and a thin layer of lipgloss before you heard a ‘ ding ’ coming from your phone. while texting back, your acrylic nails made tapping sounds at the screen.

from sunghoon : here

from you : ok finna come unlock the door

you unlocked the door and stood to the side, allowing him to walk in before closing the door and locking it. the smell of cocoa butter and vanilla hit his senses as soon as he walked through the door. but the scent wasn’t strong at all, it was relaxing, and mellow.

“ missed you, ” you kissed him slowly in hopes of kissing the anxiety away in the process. the kiss was brief but delicious, the lipgloss from your lips rubbed off onto his but not as much though since you had on a little to begin with.

sunghoon smelled like cologne; the scent was very soft and not overwhelming, which made everything about him more attractive. a man that smells good and looks well put together? yeah.

“ missed you too, ” he mumbled as he went back in to return the kiss. smiling against his lips before you pulled away. you grabbed his hand leading him upstairs to your room. he followed behind you, giving your ass a grip with a smile.

the room smelt of jasmine because of the lit candle that was sitting on the dresser. the candle lit up the fairly dark room like a small spark. it almost did nothing to give light to the room, but it did set the mood.

every time he came over you set the night with a conversation about literally anything. sometimes he talked about his schedule or a new comeback. you talked about your life and plans, sometimes it lasted an hour. he may be your sneaky link but you couldn’t help but feel some sort of connection and that made you think… damn, you hated thinking sometimes.

you went to straddle his lap. suddenly you went running your mouth likewise, “ anyways, you barely text me but when you want some pussy you be quick to text. ”

“ don’t start, you know i've been busy, ” he sighed, knowing that your mouth was going to open sooner or later with some bullshit. it was valid though right?

sneaky link or not he should bother to at least text a ‘ hey how are you? ’ especially if he had you actually thinking about him, usually you did the playing and not being the one who felt played.

you simply shook your head, rolling your eyes dramatically. “ you still could’ve made time, probably was too busy texting other bitches. ”

his hand crept up to your throat, holding it with a semi-tight grip. you sucked in your bottom lip between your teeth, eyes skimming his irritated expression. he put you in your place every single time and you just never seemed to learn. this is just one of the many things you would say if you got comfortable enough, and he just so happened to make you very comfortable.

“ shut up, ” he said looking at your lips and then your eyes, instantly shutting it down, being already fed up with your mouth cause he knew you would’ve kept going. the first time you did this you could’ve gone back and forth for hours. but now he didn’t let it get past a minute… he’s controlling you all the way but are you complaining though?

he began to kiss you. it started smooth and slow but then you felt the pace speed up as it gradually got rough. sunghoon untied the robe, pulling it off, and letting it fall from your shoulders. you just let him and returned his kiss with contented hums. the robe fell, exposing your brown nipples to the cool air, where they instantly hardened. the kiss filled the room with the sound of your lips smacking.

squeezing your left breast with his other hand before trailing it down to your thigh. he looked you up and down with a smug smile. “ you look good, ” he said pulling away from the kiss that had lasted a minute.

he let go of your throat, and you immediately hid your face on his shoulder shyly before lifting back up, “ thank you hoon. ” your shyness had him surprised the first time you met because you were anything but shy while going at it, at least to him. but he knew your shyness wasn’t an act though.

he snuck his hand down to your exposed cunt, rubbing your clit with his thumb. you gasped quietly in surprise. subconsciously moving your hips to press against the pad of his thumb harder. with a sigh of pleasure, you wrap your arms around him. kissing his jawline and neck, his full attention on your pussy, rubbing slow, pressured circles on your clit.

“ let me go turn on the speaker real quick, ” you said before it could escalate and pecked his lips. you hopped up from his lap, the robe falling fully off of you onto the floor. you carelessly left it there and switched on your sex playlist. making sure to put your phone on ‘do not disturb’ mode.

sunghoon watched you the entire time before it reminded him to take off his shirt and pants, revealing his milky-like pale skin and abs. he was sitting in the middle of the bed now, watching you walk back over. staring at your beautiful curves, the swell of your breasts and ass, the glow of your melanated skin under the dim candlelight, and your pretty face. you quite literally gave him the full package.

you pushed him back on the bed, and your hands rubbed his bulging dick through his boxers with a seductive smile. “ wanna give you head, ” you said, it almost coming out as a mumble. your hands gripped the band of his boxers, dragging them down gently.

he laid back, arms behind his head, breath hitching as his hard dick sprung up. the cool air hit his dick, which was dripping with a light substance of precum, making him suck in a small hiss through his teeth.

you bent down in front of his spread legs while gazing up at him with your ass in the air. you licked a long strip up the length of his cock in response to his single nod asking you to move on. you continued to tease his dick in that manner before using the wetness from your saliva as a lubricant while you slowly jerked him off.

“ fuck, ” he let out a throaty groan and reached out to grab your hair. your hand with your long acrylic nails wrapped around his dick jerking him off. you looked up at him while going to suck at his delicious blush pink tip, humming in satisfaction as the saltiness of his precum hit your tastebuds.

after suckling on his tip, you slowly went down on his dick while his grip on your hair tightened. his abs flexing up as a reflex from the pleasure.

bobbing your head practically deep-throating him, your mouth and hand putting in the work. saliva coating his dick messily, lips becoming swole-looking after time, dazed look in your eyes, sucking him sloppy… just how it’s supposed to be.

“ yeah just like that, keep going, ” he urged you, pushing your head completely down his length. you gripped his thighs tightly as he started fucking your throat. throat tightening as your gag reflex kicked in occasionally, attempting to relax your throat just to inflict pleasure just for him.

tears streamed down your eyes as sunghoon suddenly held your head down, lips meeting the base of his cock, making you tap his thigh repetitively.

he gripped your hair before pulling you up from choking on his dick. you hid your face letting out heavy pants until he decided to move your hands from your face taking a good look at you. honestly, you looked fucked out before he even got the chance to fuck you; spit dribbled messily down your chin, lips wet and swollen, eyes all dazed.

“ you were just talking shit… now that you got some dick in front of you, you don’t know how to act, ” he slapped his pink, wet tip up against your cheek. adding to the mess that was evident on your face from giving him the sloppy not even a minute ago. he was truly amused.

you had nothing to say because was he wrong? every time he came over he had you addicted to it, you don’t know what possessed you to fold this fast.

you just held out your tongue giving him the free opportunity of slapping his heavy tip up against it. just once more you wrapped your lips around the tip before pulling off with a final pop.

“ c’mere, ” he waved his hand over to him signaling to straddle him. you crawled up from between his legs hovering over his painfully hardened cock.

he wrapped his hand around your throat before pulling you down to kiss him. tongues swirling around each other messily, breathing heavily into each other's mouth, all while he rubbed his other hand over the surface of your ass.

he pulled away looking into your eyes, scanning your face occasionally. he just laid there admiring the beauty of the messiness of it all, he didn’t understand how you still looked beautiful after all this. lips were wet and swollen, neck tainted with light bruises shaped by his fingers, drying tears displayed across your cheeks, and the blaze set alight in your eyes. it just all looked perfect to him.

“ you look so fucking pretty right now. ”

what felt like minutes of the two of you damn near falling in love with each other was seconds.

“ you should fuck me and make me prettier… make me yours. ”

he grabbed his dick before lining up with your dripping hole and pushed in fully. you were drunk on him, you didn’t know what left your mouth. but neither did he, the dazed look on his face tells.

unspoken words played a good part in your relationship with him. you’ve never expressed any real type of feelings towards him knowing that this is one of the same old things for you. what makes him special?

but… you couldn’t help but to feel some type of connection. you’ve convinced yourself that it was your mind playing tricks on you from how good the dick was but how you felt kept you up at night.

you buried your face into his shoulder, mouth agape as he began to bounce you up and down on his dick. you could feel every inch of him, the way his head occasionally pressed on the gummy spot of your walls to the bittersweet thickness of his cock.

he panted heavily into your ear as your pussy hugged his dick, he occasionally let out moans that made a pit of butterflies form in your lower stomach.

“ oouu fuck right there, ” you whimpered as he began to thrust into you from below. his hard thrusts made your arms falter feeling jelly-like. and the way the tip of his cock kissed your cervix made your breath hitch, thighs shaking around his waist.

tugging your head back by your hair he sucked and kissed hickeys onto your neck marking you his. your neck looked completely fucked up, there was no covering it up.

“ gonna fuck this pussy so hard that it’ll ruin anyone else for you. ”

suddenly his pace slowed, flipping you over onto your back making you let out a squeal of surprise, he needed to see your face. you loved possessiveness, it made your heart melt, god forbid it to be sunghoon.

he set a brutal pace, making you grab a small decorative pillow that sat on your bed. hugging it as you tried to muffle your hoarse but loud moans. sunghoon immediately snatched the pillow, tossing it onto the floor.

“ let me hear those pretty moans, ” he whispered from above you, not letting go of his pace. the thin sheen of sweat covering him made him look godlike. you moaned his name repeatedly as if it was a mantra.

a ring of your cream caked up at the base of his cock. the room smelled like sweat, aromas of cocoa butter, and sex. if you focused enough you would’ve sworn you smelt the definition of ecstasy.

“ what a creamy pussy, ” he hummed, praising you. “ this all for me hm? ”

“ yes hoon, just for you… o-only you, ” you could barely speak with the way his thrusts were knocking the breaths from your lungs.

he pressed the palm of his hand into your lower belly as you let out a sob, “ gonna cum, please let me cum. ”

cervix kisses will be the death of you. the pressure made you want to scream out in agony but the way his length dragged against your walls made you cower from the sweetness.

grabbing the sheets wasn’t enough, your knuckles felt weak as you began to see stars. he mumbled a series of cuss words as he felt your pussy violently throb around him.

“ cum for me baby, ” he cooed.

tightening around him feeling the pit in your stomach snap like a rubber band. you squirted all over his abdomen, covering the sheets in your juices. the color of your sheets turning a wet darkness.

the force pushed his dick out in which he soon after reentered you making you tremble from the overstimulation. he rubbed your clit in tight, sharp motions before grinding slowly into you.

you lay there letting out inaudible babbles trying to back away out of reflex. usually, the few people that you did do it with didn’t last this long with you but sunghoon still has you impressed.

“ shhh take it like a good girl, almost there, ” he shushed you gently.

eventually, he pulled out and came all over your pussy. cum decorating your clit, slit, and lower belly. you lay there crumbling like a paper ball as you felt the contractions in your body settle down.

sunghoon went to your bathroom grabbed a clean washcloth and wetted it before wiping you down.

“ c’mon come shower with me, pretty, ” he said pulling your slumped body up as you whined. your legs wrapped around his naked waist and your head resting on his shoulder.

“ tired. ”

“ we’ll sleep once i’m done washing you up. ”

your head could’ve snapped from how fast you almost jerked up. ‘ we? ’ you thought to yourself. shit, you didn’t have a problem with it but that was a new one. we?

when you woke up he was gone. you lay there remembering how he held you in his arms, his hands caressing your tummy as you drifted to sleep. how he spooned you and played with your curls.

you also remembered him falling asleep next to you. he must’ve left this morning. it felt like you woke up from a hangover except you remembered everything.

from you : bitchhh it felt like i astral projected into the 5D plane last night.

from bestfriend : girl you already know what’s up, tell me everything !!

that’s the thing… you didn’t know everything, you didn’t even know how to feel besides the sex, your heart felt it but your head didn’t process it. you lay there for a minute before sitting up, something catching your eye. looking at your side table you saw a note written.

‘ hi pretty, i won’t be able to text you, you know how busy i get during promotions. meet me @ 9 PM, next saturday at that fancy restaurant near han river. i’ll text you the address when i have time in case you don’t know. p.s. wear something nice and get those pretty nails you always get. ’

you looked next to the note and saw 100 bucks, guessing it was for the nails. you just held the note and sat there on the bed reading it over and over as if it was a reality check.

damn.

feel like this could be better but i just wanted to put it out before i could write too much bc i didn’t feel like proofing lmao. i wanna make like a mini-series type of thing where it explores their relationship and shit.

#enhypen smut #enhypen hard hours #sunghoon smut #sunghoon hard hours #kpop smut #enhypen x black reader #sunghoon x black reader #kpop x black reader

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brittscafe · 10 days

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okay okay okay but imagine Gojo with piercings. Like he gets piercings to surprise gn reader and he’s just like: “surprise ~” and acting like a cocky lil shit 😔✊

I can def see this man getting his ears, nose, and tongue pierced...

Also, little updated...trying to work through my drafts and get things sorted out. I'm like really behind on my drafts and I'm sorry to keep y'all waiting on your requests for literal months, but I'm almost done with college...5 more days then I'm a free woman, until August rolls around <3

The front door of your shared apartment slowly swings open and your tall, white-haired boyfriend walks inside, a sly smirk on his face.

His eyes are burning into yours, waiting to see how you're going to react to this. He just went out and got his nose and ears pierced, he's been showing them off to every single person he's passed on the street.

Satoru is proud of his new piercings and thinks that everyone should see them, including you.

"What have you done?" you ask, crossing your arms over your chest, scanning him curiously.

Gojo has that look on his face, a grin creeping up on his face that screams he's done something stupid, well, probably stupid.

Your eyes peer over his face, catching a glimpse of something sparkling in the sunlight on the side of his nose.

Your eyes widen and your mouth slightly gapes open. "Satoru!" you gasp out, rushing up to him and grabbing onto his jaw. You examine the freshly pierced side of his nose and his smirk widens.

"What?" he asks, wearing an innocent expression on his face, but a mischievous gleam in his glistening eyes. You let out a deep sigh, slowly starting to relax until you see the fresh, new silver earrings in his ears.

"Oh my God!!" you exclaim, your eyes widening as Gojo's white teeth wink at you. He lets out a loud chuckle, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you into his chest.

"So...after you're done having a heart attack, can you tell me if you like them?" Gojo asks, raising an eyebrow. You stare at his face, trying to take it all in.

You scoff quietly and shake your head in disbelief. You turn his jaw to each side, admiring the glistening ear piercings.

Gojo Satoru looks so damn good with piercings and you cannot lie to his face and tell him that they don't look like.

"I...like them," you admit and Gojo's face lights up. You can't hide the smile on your face.

"I will now be the most attractive sorcerer," Gojo chuckles out, holding his head up high with confidence. You choke out a laugh and roll your eyes with disbelief.

"Sure."

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thefatedthoughtofyou · 8 months

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Sweet Music Playing In The Dark (Be Still, My Foolish Heart) [Part One]

I'm super excited about this "fic" and am so happy to finally start sharing it with you guys! It's really gonna be more of like... a "not-fic" and mostly me rambling on and on about this world I've got in my head.

Some things will probably be contradictory because i constantly think of new things and ways to do things as i ramble, but it's just a loosey goosey overview of the thing! That I'm posting cuz i hope you guys will enjoy it too!

It's all pretty much based on inspiration I've gotten from listening to Bring Me The Horizon so it's almost all gonna be their songs, if i get the links to post! And i hope you enjoy listening to the songs as well! I'll post the song that inspired each part on each part!

It's a friends to lovers au! There will be some Buckingham as well, because Chrissy and Robin are together and have a band together and are Eddie and Steve's besties! Steve is with Nancy at the beginning but there's really not gonna be much details about them aside from the breakup! Eddie also has a partner at the beginning (i haven't decided who yet shh shh shh shh), but there will also be a breakup. Or maybe I'll just have him not able to find the right person. We'll see what happens! But i hope y'all enjoy the ride with me!!!

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What if they know each other vaguely from robin and chrissy. They aren't close really, just see each other around. Passing in the studio sometimes. Or at events. They're each others besties friends. Besties in law maybe?They chat here and there.

And then covid happens. They're in lockdown. And chrissy and robin get tagged in some musical video challenge that's going around. So they do it, cuz they live together, and because they've been dying to see steve and eddie sing together, they tag them and pass it on. They have each others numbers because of chrissy and robin importance. So they'll both see it. And eddie sends steve a song name, some 80s song, he remembers them chatting about how they love 80s music at an event when they'd both run to hide in the bathroom to be away from the crowds for a bit. And steve text back,

"???" so eddie sends the post, and steve is like,

"oh!!! Oh my god yes let's do it!" So they do a little face time split video thing and its not a huge deal. Its goes a little crazy for a day or two and then calms. But then steve wakes up to robin calling him, and like 10 missed calls from her already. And he answers all groggy in the middle of the afternoon, lockdown, he can sleep when he wants damn it. And he's like,

"whats happened?" And she SHOUTS his name into the phone, he groans. But then she tells him to check Eddie's instagram, and then promptly hangs up on him. And he's like blinking himself awake still but he clicks it open and pulls up Eddie’s. It's actually the first thing that pops up on his feed cuz he really doesn't follow that many people... like... at all. He can see eddie, sitting on his bed, guitar in his lap and one of his little music machines next to him. Steve clicks it and feels himself blushing because of what Eddie's saying.

Basically, he starts of with,

"okay so normally i wouldn't comment or respond to like... assholes in the notes and comments but, I'm locked in my apartment and haven't talked to anyone face to face in like a fucking month an half and am just scrolling through all these stupid fucking comments so lets break this down." He shakes his hair out of his face, it's even longer than normal, his bangs are falling into his eyes. He settles back in, leans closer over his guitar, pointing into the camera.

"All you assholes. Calling Steve's music like... bland pop whatever blah blah blah. Have you listened to his stuff??? Cuz like, not to get TOO into it. Just... oh fucks sake hang on." He leans off the bed, making a weird strangled noise as he stretches. He manages to get hold of a hair band and shoved his hair up into a severely messy bun. Pushing his bangs to the sides he settles back in with his guitar and plays a bit of one of Steve's songs.

Steve feels his face getting hotter and hotter. He's still with nancy. But she's locked down at her own place and it's not even attraction making him blush. It's the fact that eddie munson, heavy metal rockstar man, is playing one of his songs, peice by peice, and laying down some serious music theory on his fans.

He plays it bit by bit until a small section of the song is playing out over his little recorder. And its acoustic and not electric like the actual song. But all the parts are there, and it sounds good. Steve can't stop watching. Barely blinking. Eddie stops playing and looks back into the camera, eyes a little wild, he's really been going at it for awhile. And he's like,

"steve might be, technically, a popstar, which, isn't really even THAT true. He jumps genres just like we do, but thats not the point. The point is, there are so many fucking... the fucking layers??? The goddamn depth of the composition of these songs he's making? He's a musical genius okay? Like... his songs are bonkers when you break them down okay?? So of i see one more of you cunts come into my comments and tell me to stop associating with popstars, which is a whole fucking OTHER topic im choosing to ignore. Dont fuckin tell me who to associate with you pretentious fucks. Anyway. Dont fuckin talk about his music until you fucking LISTEN to his music. The skill and precision it takes to make music like this? And in all the genres he ventures into, the skill level stays. Like...." eddie makes a wild flourishing motion.

"This dudes fuckin nuts okay? He's got fucking bars. He's got fucking talent. And he's my fuckin friend. So shut the fuck up. Mind your own business. Or get with the fucking program and go fucking listen to his shit. Fuck. Got me all fuckin heated now. Bunch'a dumbasses." He shakes his head. Clicks the music play back off, and sets his guitar down next to him. He pushes his bangs up off his head, breathes out a deep breath and rolls his eyes.

"Just... be nice. Or stay out of my comments. He's a friend. He's a fucking hard worker. And i dont take kindly to people calling themselves my "fans", he does the air quotes,

"and then showing up and shitting on steve just cuz he doesn't sing metal." Eddie lets his eyes move away, and then back, and then he smirks, reaches for the camera and says

"Not yet, anyway." He winks, and the video goes black.

Steve is so fucking flattered he has no words. And it only gets worse when he scrolls and sees chrissy and robin cheering eddie on. But THEN he sees Jeff, Andy, and Gareth in the comments too, saying stuff as well. Jeff leaves a trail of fire emojis and then says,

"yes!!! We use Steve's stuff at warm ups alllll the time!!! His shit will rock your world!"

And steve is just, so fucking flattered. He likes the post and tries to think of a way to respond. He thanks eddie in the comments. After checking his own and seeing some of HIS fans saying similar stuff about eddie and his band.

So he comments and doubles down,tell HIS fans he feels the same. He doesn't tolerate hate toward his friends. And then, he grabs the box from under his bed. Pulls out his stack of Corroded Coffin ticket stubs. He's been to.... several shows. Like a lot. Not always front row. He and robin love lawn seats. So they hang back there, and party with the kids and make a good space for themselves, dustin had started a lawn mosh three or four times. But he just makes a video, says,

"its come to my attention some of you think i couldn't possibly be a fan of Corroded Coffin. And i just woke up like an hour ago and im not generally good with words so im not gonna say anything. I'm just gonna do this." He holds up the stubs, all stacked together at first, and then he slides his thumb and the stubs fan out, he's got like... 15 to 25 of them.

He smiles. Fans himself a bit with them, holds them closer to the camera so people can see they're actually Corroded Coffin tickets and then pulls them back. He gives a little toothy smile and a peace sign and then turns the camera off. He goes to take a shower and comes back to a comment from eddie under his video thats just,

"YOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! FUCKIN WHAT!?!? OUR BIGGEST FAN YOU SAY?? 🤣😈🔥🔥🔥💋💋💋"

Cuz he's an emoji slut and had been up for... over 24 hours making that video and just losing his shit a little. But then he also gets a personal text from Eddie and he's like,

"holy shit. Have you really been to that many of our shows?" And steve is like,

"yup. More actually. Ive seen you a few times at festivals from backstage too" and they get to chatting.

Steve tells eddie about dustin starting the lawn moshing and eddie loses his shit again cuz that was so cool to him and the guys, that the lawn had been moshing like the pit. And thats how they start really talking and becoming actually friends and not just semi sort of adjacent friends. Robin and Chrissy add them both to the same group chat and it just blossoms from there.

They dont really post anymore videos, alone or together. But then, after lockdown, a music award show comes to them both and asks if they'd wanna perform a song together as a suprise for the show. And Steve's kind of hesitant. Cuz he doesn't know if he can pull off a Corroded Coffin song. But eddie just claps him on the back and is like,

"dont worry. We're gonna play one of yours" and steves like,

"shouldn't we talk about it a little?" And the band boys chime in that they've been DYING to perform one of his songs. And steve is just so flattered. But he's also like,

"i dont... know. How's my song work with you guys and your style? Im not exactly a heavy metal guru." Eddie smirks at the word, throws his arm over Steve's shoulder and says,

"oh steve. Lemme open your eyes. Lemme show you what you can really do." He widens his eyes cheekily and he and the boys take him to their studio to show him what they have in mind.

When they perform, it starts with just steve alone with his guitar, the stage behind him dark. He gets through the beginning and then the band kicks in with their heavy style and the crowd 'ooohs'. Steve finishes the first verse and then the lights come up, the band goes harder and Eddie comes out from behind Gareth and starts playing his guitar, walks up to the second mic and starts singing and everyone goes CRAZY.

Steve matches Eddie's energy for the whole performance. Eddie jumping and playing and sliding to his knees when he's not singing. Steve jumping to the beat and playing when its Eddie's time to sing. Both of them leaning in close to one mic to sing and play their guitars in unison a few time. The crowd screaming making them both smile.

The crowd screams loud again when Steve leans against Eddie's back as they play, head falling back to lay on his shoulder. And then Eddie is hard core screaming the end of the song. Steve bouncing on his toes as he plays the final notes and the light fall and the stage goes black.

The comments on the videos online are almost all about how GOOD it sounds. And how well their voice go together. And a ton of Corroded Coffin fans being like,

"look at the little popstar man go!!! He's a little rocker at heart!" Cuz steve had been jumping around, keeping up with eddie as he played his guitar and yelled into the mic with him. And Steve's fans are like,

"holy shit! I haven't seen him look that happy on stage in ages!! He's a rockstar!!!" Everyone coming together and agreeing that rock agrees with steve! Even if he doesn't go their on his own in the future, they're glad he's friends with eddie and can venture there if he wants too, when he wants too. Because eddie is always happy to have him. They hug super tight at the end, eddie grabbing Steve's hand and holding it over their head as he screams,

"make some fucking NOISE!! FOR STEVE. FUCKING. HARRINGTON!" and the crowd fucking loses it as they smile and walk off, Eddie's arm draped over Steve's neck, both of them sweaty and hot and beaming.

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bi-bard · 1 year

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But After All You've Done, I Never Changed My Mind - Barry Allen Imagine [The Flash]

Title: But After All You've Done, I Never Changed My Mind

Pairing: Barry Allen X Reader

Based On: My Love Will Never Die [can't find an official version to link]

Word Count: 934 words

Warning(s): mention of criminal activity

Summary: (Y/n) knew that Barry took a massive chance on them when he trusted them to turn themself around and help people. When they fall into old ways, they believe that they've screwed up every chance they have to lead a better life. Barry shows them just how wrong they are.

Author's Note: Y'all, that trailer dropped, and I knew that I had to get this shit done.

HOZIER [2014] WRITING CHALLENGE MASTERLIST

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I was growing very tired of the inside of the cells in Star Labs.

I was tired of the blue. I was tired of hearing the other meta-humans throwing tantrums. I was tired of being in the basement of some random lab.

And, most importantly, I was tired of knowing that I put myself here after I had a chance to get myself away from it all.

I had resigned myself to lying on my side facing the wall.

"I can feel you staring," I called out to the person there. I hated the feeling of eyes on me when I wasn't in control of the situation.

"Can't help it. I always stare at you."

I quickly sat up and turned toward the glass.

Barry was standing on the other side of the glass.

I had done a lot of bad things in my life. What I did to Barry hurt the most.

He was the reason that Team Flash ever trusted me to help them. He stood up for me, helped me, trusted me. After all that I had done, he trusted me.

He kissed me. I thought about that a lot. It was so... nice. I didn't get a lot of nice things like that.

And then, at the first chance of anxiety, I found myself running back to what I knew before. I worked with the same boss doing the same shit that got me caught by Team Flash in the first place.

I abandoned Barry and the team because I got too scared about how I felt and if I was going to screw everything up.

I had already given up hope that I would ever be forgiven before they caught me again.

"I didn't think you'd want to see me," I said.

"I've been looking for you for months," Barry replied.

I ran my hand over my face.

"Why did you leave?"

"Not quite cut out to be a hero. Much better on the other side."

"That's crap and you know it."

I rolled my eyes. "Barry, stop-"

"Tell me the truth," he stopped closer to the door. "Why did you leave? What happened? What did we do? What did I do?"

"I am a villain, Barry. That's it. You can't change who I am. What you were doing was fighting against the inevitable. Even now. You want me to be something different. Face it, I will continue making the same damn mistake. Give up. It'll be easier that way."

There was a pause.

"Did you love me," he asked.

My heart stopped. I looked away again.

"(Y/n). Did you love me?"

"Stop-"

"Because I loved you. I still love you. I am so in love with you that I spent months looking for you. I didn't want to catch you. I just wanted to see you."

I closed my eyes.

I looked back at him when the door to the cell started to open.

"You can go," he said once the door was fully open. "Walk out of here. I won't try to stop or fight you. Walk out the door, and I'll stop trying."

I suddenly wished that the door would close again. I didn't want to be in charge of this choice. It scared me. Oh God, I was so in love with him that this choice scared me.

"But know that it's because I love you... not because I would ever give up on you," he continued. "I love you enough to let you leave if that's what you want."

I slowly stepped forward, out of the cage.

I stopped just in front of Barry. He looked at me with this soft look that I was certain was going to make my heart explode. He was my entire world. How was I supposed to walk away from that?

I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his. I reached out and grabbed his sides, pulling him closer to me. His hands touched my back. I could never let this go. All I wanted was to feel like this forever.

I pulled back slowly.

I basically spoke against his lips, "I love you too, Barry."

He seemed to bite back his smile. He thought that there was a chance that I was going to leave still.

"I want to stay," I muttered as I stepped back fully. "But I can't work here. Not again."

"Why," he asked.

"It's too close, Barry. Too close to... that."

He furrowed his eyebrows, looking ready to argue about it.

"I'm not comparing you to them, I promise," I continued. "I just... I need something that isn't connected to it at all. I need time away from meta-human fights and saving the city and... all of it. I don't trust myself."

I was scared that my confession would change something.

I froze when Barry leaned in and kissed me again. I slowly kissed him back, grinning against his lips. He pulled away this time, smiling at me fully.

"I don't care about you working with us," he said. "I just want you."

I smiled back at him.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

There was a pause before he spoke up again, "Do you wanna go to dinner now?"

I laughed and leaned forward, touching my forehead to his collarbone. "I would rather go lay down somewhere that's more comfortable than the floor."

"I think I can arrange that," he replied.

"Thank you," I moved my head to look at him. "For everything."

"You're welcome."

And this felt like a much better step forward than I had ever taken before.

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theeblackmedusa · 9 months

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birthday boy

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summary: ivy and sarah surprise joel on his birthday

pairing: joel miller x black!ofc

warnings: 18+, language, implied smut/mature humor, fluff, no outbreak

September in Travis County was Joel Miller's personal version of hell. In his opinion, it was far too late in the year for it to feel like his skin was going to melt off the second he stepped outside.

His poor fan could only do so much work. He'd had it forever and it was on its last leg, so he could only run it periodically before turning it off, opening a window in its place and praying that a strong enough breeze passed through to cool his bedroom down.

Despite this hatred of the September heat, he always looked forward to sharing Ivy's warmth as she slept beside him. He decided that there was no better feeling than waking up to her warm body pressed against his when she hugged him in the morning, Sarah usually jumping in the bed with them to get her good morning embraces and to chat about the phone call she had with her best friend Caroline.

So, he was shocked to wake up to neither Ivy nor Sarah's hugs. In fact, his bedroom was silent other than the sound of his rustling sheets as he sat up and looked around for any sign of his wife and daughter. Nothing.

An audible yawn escaped him as he lifted his arms above his head to stretch before he stood and bent backwards to crack his spine.

"Gettin' fuckin' old," he grumbled to himself as he took sleepy steps from his bed to the door.

As he pulled the door open, he was immediately hit by the smell of bacon and the sound of Sarah's melodic giggling.

"Shh, you're gonna wake him up!" he heard Ivy attempt to whisper through her own laughter.

"Nuh uh! If he gets up it would technically be your fault. This pancake is the size of a penny!"

Joel couldn't stop the smile that spread on his face at the sound of his girls. He couldn't wait to get his extra morning hugs because of them being MIA.

"Wait, shh!" he heard from Ivy as he got closer to the kitchen.

He picked up on the quick shuffling of feet as the two did God knows what in the kitchen. They were always up to something. It was one of the things he loved the most about their relationship. He'd been scared after Sarah's mother left the picture. Bringing someone into Sarah's life for them to potentially leave and break her heart was one of his biggest fears, but Ivy never left.

She stayed through all of it. The father-daughter arguments, the first heartbreak from Sarah's winter dance date, the late night dance parties. She was there for Sarah through everything, and it was obvious how much the young girl looked up to her. He couldn't be more thankful to have Ivy in Sarah's life...and his.

Ivy had been his rock through everything, keeping his head on straight when he was only seconds away from flying off the rails. She was the only person other than Sarah that could crawl their way into his heart and keep a sacred spot there.

Joel finally rounded the corner to the kitchen and was once again greeted by silence. The room was still as he scanned it with his eyes.

"Where the he-"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" two piercing screams came as weight fell onto his back.

He was lucky that Sarah's surprise jump attacks were ingrained into his muscle memory at this point or he would have crashed to the ground. His daughter wasn't heavy at all, but his back wasn't as strong as it was even five years ago.

Joel let out an exhausted groan at the pair as Sarah climbed off his back, their laughter filling the house.

"I don't get why y'all insist on remindin' me how much closer to death I get every damn year," he finally spoke, faking disdain at their cheer.

He wasn't a fan of his birthday. It was never that big of a deal to him, but it always was to Sarah. When Ivy came along, she shared Sarah's excitement for the day and wanted to treat him like royalty despite him feeling like he didn't deserve it, and because it was so important to them, he sucked it up every year and let them celebrate with him. He secretly enjoyed it, but they didn't need to know all that.

"Because, it means you could've already kicked the bucket, but you're still here!" Sarah exclaimed, wrapping him tightly in her arms and wearing a smile so wide and bright that he was sure no star could shine like it.

"Yeah," Ivy agreed, placing one hand in the back of his soft hair and pressing a kiss to his cheek. "You're closer to death, but you're not there yet."

Joel hummed, scrunching his nose at their teasing before turning his face to steal a kiss from his wife. He swore her lips were sweeter than honey when he took them in his own.

"Get a room!" Sarah demanded in disgust as she averted her eyes from the pair, going back to the stove to turn the fire down and not burn the bacon.

"We have one, but you're always in it," Joel shot back jokingly.

"Then get another house, I don't know," she replied.

Ivy laughed at their banter.

"And, uh, who do you think's gonna be watchin' you and your little smart ass mouth if we move out, huh?" Joel asked, taking Ivy's hand in his as he walked over to where Sarah was and using his other hand to mess up the curls that she spent countless hours in the bathroom perfecting.

"Hey, hey! Watch it, old man! Do you know how long it took to get this twist out to look like this?" she shouted, ducking from his hand. "And, I can handle myself. I'm fourteen. Don't need mom and dad breathing down my neck anymore." Joel smiled at that and turned to Ivy, who was smiling just as big. It never failed to make her heart do triple back flips when Sarah referred to her as her mom. It made her feel like she's been doing something right, and it made Joel happy to know that his two girls loved each other just as much as he loved both of them.

"If that's the case, a place in The Bahamas doesn't sound too bad, does it, Joel?"

"Sounds good to me," he hummed in agreement. "Good weather, good music, good food."

Sarah's head snapped around so fast they thought she'd get whiplash.

"No, No! You can't go to my dream vacay spot without me! Pick somewhere else. Preferably somewhere that's close enough for me to still raid the not-so-secret money sock."

Laughter filled the house once more before Ivy forced Joel to go sit down at the table, reminding him that it was his birthday and that they were going to serve him.

He'd reluctantly agreed when his wife had whispered in his ear the sultry promise to serve him in a different way later that night.

"First course!" Sarah announced, clearing her throat and faking a terrible French accent. "Is pancakes, oui oui!"

Sarah clapped her hands twice and Ivy appeared holding a plate full of fluffy pancakes and Joel found it impossible to contain his laughter at their little show.

"Prepared with box mix, water, and the $10 griddle I got from the thrift store, this course is a promise of deliciousness!" Sarah assured him as Ivy sat the plate down in front of him.

"Next course!" Sarah began before Ivy even had time to let go of the plate.

The young girl was met with a playful flick to the back of the head that made Joel smirk.

"You have to wait until I at least get back in the kitchen, remember?"

Their display went on for three more courses, which included bacon, eggs, and some questionable looking crêpes.

Finally, they joined him at the table and dug into the meal. All three of them were shocked at how good it was, and Sarah gave Ivy a fist bump paired with "I should go to culinary school!"

Joel and Ivy simply exchanged amused glances as she suggested her third career path of the week.

Later, the trio sat on the couch as Sarah picked out his favorite movie to watch. After nearly two hours of Sarah hiding her eyes behind Joel's hand, they made it through The Shining and began giving him his gifts.

"Don't laugh," Sarah told him.

"I'm definitely gonna laugh," he joked dryly.

Sarah rolled her eyes and looked at Ivy.

"Punch him if he laughs please," she instructed, earning a salute in response.

Joel ripped the red and white tissue paper out of the birthday bag she'd handed him and pulled out a crochet cat wearing a Texas Rangers baseball cap that matched the one Joel wore to work everyday. He smiled down at it and let out a chuckle.

"That was a laugh!"

"Of appreciation!" he defended, raising his arms to block and punches Ivy may throw his way. "I love it. You're real talented."

Sarah smiled as nervousness flooded through her. She'd stayed up late for three nights in a row to make it, so she was very relieved that he liked it.

Next was their joint gift.

"It's not much," Ivy prefaced. "We couldn't figure out what to get you because nothing seemed right and-"

"Whatever it is will be perfect," he cut her off.

He doesn't know where either of them got the notion that he could possibly dislike anything they gave to him, but he was going to do his damndest to make it stop.

Ivy nodded and handed him a box wrapped in the Barney birthday paper that she found in the attic from one of Sarah's old birthday parties.

He laughed at the wrapping and Sarah pretended she knew nothing of the Barney obsession from her childhood.

Joel opened the paper carefully and revealed a small, red box. He lifted the lid to reveal the watch that had been sitting cracked on the nightstand for years.

"Like she said, it isn't much, but-"

"It's much more than enough," Joel cut Sarah off, smiling sincerely at the two of them. "Thank you."

A few hours later, Tommy arrived with the cake that Ivy and Sarah had threatened him into buying.

Tommy Miller wasn't scared of much, but the ladies of the Miller household were number one on the short list.

The family sat and ate and talked, Joel being embarrassed by the stories Tommy told from their years growing up together. Eventually, Sarah grew tired and took herself to bed after hugging Joel tight one more time and making him feel warm inside.

Ivy and Joel weren't long going to their room after that, sitting together on the edge of the bed as a gentle breeze came through the window.

"How you feelin', old man?" she joked, poking Joel in his side and making him grumble something about not being too old to teach her a lesson.

"It's been a good day," he sighed, fingers gently tracing the brown skin of her thighs.

"Yeah, it has," she replied after a beat. "A really good day."

The two were quiet for a moment more before he squeezed her thigh, looking at her with those deep brown eyes that made her heart melt.

"Thank you."

She only smiled in response. He was welcome and he knew that. There was never need for thanks, but the southern gentleman that he was, he always gave it anyway.

Her eyes lit up as she gasped, standing up abruptly.

"I forgot! You have one more gift to open! This one's from just me-"

Joel shook his head, wrapping a strong arm around her waist before she could get too far and pulling her down onto his lap with her back against his chest.

"I'll open it later," he told her, nesting his face in the side of her neck. "Got somethin' else I wanna open right now."

Ivy's eyes widened as she caught on. Chills ran through her as if her blood was made of ice when Joel pressed his hand to the inside of her thigh and pushed her legs open.

"You're bad, Joel Miller," sighed as he planted wet kisses along her neck and shoulders.

"You love it, though, Ivy Miller," he responded between kisses.

She could only chuckle at that. Because it was true. He could be bad when it came to her and she loved it so fucking much. She loved him so fucking much.

"Happy birthday, baby," she managed to breathe out as his hand slipped past the band of her shorts.

"Happy birthday indeed."

#joel miller #sarah miller #tlou #the last of us #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fanfic #pedro pascal #fanfiction #fanfic #ofc #joel miller x black ofc #original female character #theeblackmedusa🐍🐍

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chaosfantasmic · 6 months

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LINKS FANFIC INTRODUCTION IS HERE!!!😲😲😲😲😲👉*your gay*

well y'all polled it out, and here you. (Also if this is bad I'm sorry I'd pay for your therapy but I'm broke so🤷)

....

Oh of all times to get dumped into a new hyrule THIS was it? They had just been in the captains era and there were hoards of monsters as usual, what was up with that why the hell did he need so many? But point is, at the end of the fight wind had a VERY FUCKING BAD concussion, some bitchey bokoblin socked him the head, yknow but Hyrule would just give him a little red potion and he'd be alright the next morning. But NOOOOOO hylia had to be a fat fucking bitch and open a portal FROM UNDER THEM!? Ok that's inconvenient but at least they were all together, wrong, very shitting wrong, it just so happens that the very badly injured one (im talking about wind) did not come with them, so now they were in god knows what era, with no idea where wind is or weather or not he's still ALIVE, and worse of all it was NIGHTIME, so they couldn't go looking for him, which meant they were forced to set up camp while there injured brother was off somewhere in this place (cause god this hyrule was HUGE, like even wild agreed it was BIG), so yea, it wasn't looking to great.

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(WIND POV CHANGE WOOSH WOOSH TRANSITION TRANSITION😲🖕)

Where am I? Why is it....so..dark? Oh, it's nightime. What happened why-, oh yea, I remember now we were in wars hyrule fighting all the damn monsters there, and I got...hit..in the head with a bat..and I got a concussion and then a portal opened up and I'm here.

When the sailor sat upright his head immediately started throbbing like crazy, he clutched his head and groaned

"Annnd there's the concussion." Wind cursed

He grumbled, did he really have to get dropped all alone in the woods of god knows where at night, with a concussion might he add.

The forest was pitch black, either that or he was starting to hallucinate, the only sound was the hum of the crickets and the calm flow of a nearby river

But wind was anything but calm. His head was bleeding like a river and orange and purple spots started to cloud his vision.

Should he at least try to stand up? No no that's not a good idea, he could barley lift up his arm without nearly being exhausted.

"ok calm down wind, calm down, your brothers are here...somewhere, they'll Probobly find you....eventually...maybe....hopefully."

"They're not coming."

And that was when wind realised just how shitty his current situation was.

He could very well die if he didn't do something, which you really can't when your on the verge of passing out. Was he really going to die, no no he couldn't die, what about granny and aryll and the rest of his brothers, what would they think?

The sailor knew that there wasn't much time left before he lost consciousness, so he did the last thing he could think of, with the last of his strength, he shakily mouthed out

"Help."

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(HEY! TRANSITION!, POV SWITCH BITCHES RAAAAA)

Well help did come

Out of the corner of Winds eye, he saw a small figure, standing amongst the trees, holding a....racoon? Ok he was definitely hallucinating now.

"Ok buddy, It looks like I have some business to attend to, you promise to visit me tomorrow ya?" The mysterious person spoke as they let the racoon jump out of there hands, letting it run off into the woods.

Wind couldn't make out there face, it was covered by a thick green hood.

The person walked up and crouched down beside him, eyeing his head, they grimaced

"Eesh, what creature did this to you?" They said

They shuffled around in there pocket before pulling out a wad of bandages and a thick rag, they set the rag on the spot where winds head was bleeding

"There that should soak up most of the blood-ICK! Gee when did i last wash this thing?"

The rest was a blur to wind, his vision had started to fail him, his ears started ringing, and everything was blurry. All he remembered was a bandage over his head, and the warm orange glow of a fire

"Don't worry, your ok." The person said softly as he drifted off into unconsciousnes

....

Heeeey you finished it, oh Majesty has something to tell you!

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STARDOM, INTURRUPED

002. intak let's his fists do the talking

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"where the fuck is he?" anton whispered as you both were sitting on a park bench, waiting on intak to pull up. he leaned his head on your shoulder as he pulled out his phone.

anton was one of first people you met. you both grew up in jersey together, attached at the hip.

what threw a wrench in your relationship was when once you got into an argument, because anton said he wanted to drop out, and that he could be a composer without school.

you would've completely understood him if that was now, in college, but at the time you both were only going to the 11th grade. he called you selfish, for now believing in him and his wishes.

which you completely did, you knew ant was a great composer, and that he'd get places and make it big in the future, but what you needed from him right then was to at least finish high school, not just for himself, but for you as well.

you heard a vehicle approaching, kyungmin sticking his head out the passenger window.

"y'all took to damn long," you laughed as you tapped anton. "ant was about to fall asleep" anton rolled his eyes, walking over to the driver side. "it was because intak has to stop for gas, then he tried talking to this one girl in the gas station!"

"you snitch!" intak exclaimed, "i did get her name and insta though." he mumbled, pulling off.

"what's her name?" anton asked, holding his hand out for a piece of gum when he saw kyungmin open a pack. "camille, or was it camila... i don't remember to be honest."

"if it's camille you might wanna dodge that, ive heard shit about her, all bad." you said, scrolling through insta on you phone.

"y'all my man posted!" you screamed.

"damn y/n!" intak yelled, plugging his right ear. "eunseok doesn't even talk to you like that!" jojo said, glancing back in his seat.

"actually he's been my nigga since the second grade." you smirked. "please, y'all played a game of spin the bottle and you got a little kissy kiss from him." anton said as he smiled.

"he probably doesn't" jojo's phone rang, and since he was connected to the aux it rang throughout the car. "it's dani" he said before picking up the facetime call to the girl's singing in minji's car.

"i don't want no scrub, a scrub is a guy who can't get no love from me!" she screamed into the phone, in the background bahiyyih was dramatically clutching her chest.

"damn i should've rode with them!" you said, rolling your eyes. "guys we're damn near here, we just gotta find a place to park!" dani exclaimed. the umcx busking event was downtown at the town square, it was hosted by umcxdc but there'd be all types of schools and dance crews there to perform.

"we're here too, i think i see y'all." intak said as he pulled into a parking spot beside a cafe. "we've just parked beside a cafe." he said, turning his car off.

"what's it called?" minji asked, you could see the girls stepping out of the car. "look behind you, it's 'bin's coffee bar'?" anton said looking up at the sign.

"oh okay, yeah we see you guys!" dani said waving towards intak's car, hanging up the phone.

you opened the car door, everyone else following.

groups of people started forming a circle around the main stage as a few men walked on stage.

a man with dark black hair, picked up a mic tapping it. "testing, testing, one two three." he said into it. "whoa this is a big turnout," he exclaimed. "thank you all for being able to make it out today!"

you glanced at all the umcx dancers, all of them being new faces. given it's a brand new school year and most of the previous members were seniors, there were quite a few new faces, except one.

"I want to say thank you everyone, for coming out, like jaehyun said, and i hope you all have a great time, this is taesan." taesan said, handing the mic to the next man.

"so that's where he chose to go." you whispered, linking your arms with anton. "I didn't hear you, what'd you say?" he replied.

"taesan."

"oh, yeah i thought you knew he chose montex?" anton said, turning to you. "no? i thought he moved to canada like he said he was. that was the whole re-"

"hi everyone, im gunwook." now you could say that you've saw him before, he was a model on instagram. his user was stressed, something.

"it's ricky," a man with platinum blond hair said, and you couldn't help but wonder how the hell his hair is still intact.

"and im gyuvin, thanks for coming-" "man you cannot keep a straight face to save your life!" ricky interrupted him when he saw gyuvin start to snicker. "im sorry! i told y'all i didn't wanna talk!" he said, handing off the mic.

"oh my god," ricky said, side eying gyuvin. "once again, thank you guys for coming out to support, be sure to check out the cafe down the street called 'bin's coffee bar'!" he pointed down the street in the direction of the cafe we just came from.

"and also be sure to sign up if you'd like to dance!" jaehyun yelled to the crowd as ricky still occupied the mic. "that's all, have fun!" he said handing the mic back to jaehyun, the group walking off the stage.

as they were walking off the stage, gyuvin playfully hit ricky, making him turn around with his fist up. gyuvin started laughing and wrapped his arm around ricky's neck and walk off stage with him.

"wonbin's here." anton said, texting on his phone. "wanna go pick them up?" he suggested, looking up at you and intak from his phone.

intak nodded his head "them? who else is here?" you said.

"apparently eunseok and sungchan are here too, 'your mans' just got off of work."

you squealed, grabbing anton's hand, "let's go pick him up!" you turned around to walk through the crowd, seeing all types of cameramen around, recording the umcx boys.

"what's going on over there?" you questioned, stopping as you seen wonbin, eunseok, and sungchan come into sight. "aren't the umcx boys like famous or something?" wonbin said, fixing with his beanie.

eunseok nodded, "yeah, probably just because most of them are models and have successful careers outside of dancing and college." he replied.

intak sucked his teeth at eunseok's statement, "other than that, we could for sure handle them in a battle!" he said confidently. sungchan nodded along with him, before looking back up to where the umcx dancers were supposed to be, one of them walking towards you.

"y/n!" taesan said with a smile on his face, approaching you. "whoa now-" intak said, blocking taesan from coming any closer to you.

anton sighed, protectively pulling you further away from taesan. "okay intak let's not do this here-" "why what's wrong i just want to talk and catch up with her?" taesan tried explaining, slightly pushing intak's arm away from him.

"you better stop it, before i-" "hey man you need to chill, just because you had a thing for her in the past while we were together doesn't make you her boyfriend now."

intak pushed taesan back, hitting him, taesan stumbling into another person. "hey c'mon now!" anton yelled, leaving your side with wonbin and eunseok to pull intak off of taesan before anything serious happened.

sungchan held you back as you were yelling for intak to stop, telling you that the boys got it.

"man you really fucking tried it!" intak yelled, three of you umcx boys coming into view.

"what the fuck tae?" one of them who i remember as gunwook said, helping taesan stand up. "hey what happened now?" one named gyuvin said, looking at the five of us.

intak groaned, throwing his head back.

eunseok stepped up, explaining the situation to gyuvin and ricky as gunwook went to go grab some of the other members. "oh shit, okay." gyuvin said, scratching his head, looking between you and taesan.

"im very sorry ma'am." he said, sincerely. "it's alright, is he okay?" you said glancing at taesan who nodded at you dabbing his nose with the bloody tissue.

"y/n, stop worrying about that asshole bro."

intak said, rolling his eyes."of course im going to worry about him, you just fucking pounced on him! you really didn't have to do all that!" you yelled.

"don't get pissed at me for trying to save your ass!" he exclaimed. "intak calm down man." sungchan said, patting his shoulder.

"and i thank you, your my best friend that what you're supposed to do, but hitting him?"

intak took a deep breath, calming down. "yeah i gotta get away before i say something i regret." he said, before turning on his heels, walking away.

"ill go check up on him." sungchan sighed, following after him.

"you okay n/n?" eunseok asked as anton pulled you into a hug. you nodded, in response to eunseok's question.

"damn, what if we get blacklisted from all umcx's events after this?" wonbin blurted out.

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18+ Drabble: Hey There, Cowboy

Y'all know I love me some cowboy!Ari and I've had this idea swirling in my head for the last week or so... and I even though I should be putting my home office back together after getting a new-to-me-desk... but I got the bug to write this... so let's give it a go.

Title: Hey There, Cowboy

Pairing: cowboy!Ari Levinson x female reader

Rating: R

Warnings: language, semi-graphic sex & oral sex (male receiving), exhibitionist themes

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After spending a good six hours under the hot sun checking the fence line with his ranch hands, the dappled shade of the grove felt amazing to Ari as he spread out an old blanket.

Normally, he and his crew would have worked until dinner time, but it was too fucking hot and he'd sent them home after lunch.

Instead of riding back with them in one of the trucks, he'd had them drop him off at the grove and he'd walked the half mile in to where a small river ran through his land.

Dirty from the day's work, he pulled off his clothes and then waded into the river to both cool off and wash away some of the dirt.

Once the water was up to his knees, he lowered himself fully into the slow moving water, dunking his head under to clean his face.

He stayed in the river for a few minutes before he climbed out and made his way to his blanket. He laid down on it and stretched his limbs out, letting the warmth of the day dry him off.

The sound of an engine caught his ear, a little later, and he smirked. He knew that you'd come looking for him after seeing the ranch hands leaving for the day.

"Hey there, cowboy," you voice said, a few minutes later, as you stepped out from the path that led to the river's edge.

Propping himself up on his elbows, Ari grinned up at you as you made your way to the blanket in nothing but your boots and a summer dress.

You smiled down at him, taking in every inch of him and spending a heart beat longer some certain parts of his anatomy.

"Fancy a swim?" he asked, nodding his head towards the river.

"Maybe later," you replied, playing with the hem of your dress.

"Lay down with me then?" he suggested.

"Help me with my boots?" you countered.

Upon learning that Ari had gone to the river, you had taken your panties off back at the ranch house before getting into the old farm truck.

Ari sat up and offered you to support yourself as he helped remove your boots.

It was as you were shifting your weight from one foot to the other that he caught a glance up your dress and saw what was missing.

"Fuck, darlin'," he groaned.

"See something you like?" you teased.

He tugged your second boot off more aggressively than was necessary and tossed it to the side.

Once you were standing on both feet evenly, though slightly parted, he snaked his hand up under you dress and brushed his thumb against your clit. Then he slid his hand back, feeling for himself just how excited you were with the situation.

"Damn, darlin'," he groaned as he lowered his hand and licked your juices from his fingers. "You're already ready for me, aren't you?"

You nodded your head then lowered yourself to your knees, pushing him back onto the blanket in the process.

"But you aren't quite ready for me yet," you said, seductively as positioned yourself between his legs.

Biting your lower lip, you reached out and touched him, caressing his torso and his thighs.

"Don't tease, darlin'," he bemoaned.

"You like it when I tease," you replied, looking up at him as your hand found the shaft of his quickly hardening cock.

He opened his mouth to say something else, but before he could get it out, you kissed the head of his cock, silencing him.

After the only sounds that came from his lips were mumbled encouragements and groans as you used your mouth and your hands on his cock and balls.

"Darlin'. Darlin'. You' gotta stop," he managed to spit out. "Fuck. I don't want to come in your mouth. Not right now."

Letting go of his cock, you licked your lips and then turned your back to him. "Help with the zipper?" you asked.

You could hear his labored breathing as he pulled the zipper down. Then you heard the sharp intake of breath as he realized for the first time that you weren't wearing a bra under the dress either.

"Fuck me, darlin'," he moaned. He pressed a kiss to your bare back as he pushed the straps of your dress down your arms, letting the material pool around your waist.

His hands moved around your front and cupped your breasts, squeezing and fondling them. He tweaked your nipples, sending spikes of pleasure through your body.

You soon found yourself laying on the blanket while he hovered over you, your dress tucked under you head for more cushion.

"I could stare at you all day every day, darlin', and never get tired of this view," he said as he slipped between your legs.

He lifted one of your legs up onto his waist and the he slid his cock into your sex, fully seating himself in one fluid motion that made you both moan in pleasure.

Leaning forward, he pressed his forehead against yours before he kissed you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and slipped your tongue between his lips, letting your tongues mingle as your bodies moved together.

As the pleasure built between you, you wrapped both legs around his legs, pulling him deeper into you.

"Fuck, darlin'," he groaned against your lips as your body met his thrust for thrust.

Leaving one arm to support his weight above you, he reached between your bodies and found your clit, using the pad of his thumb to help encourage your release.

"ARI!" you cried out as his touch pushed you over the edge.

He grunted above you and you felt his body spasm against yours as he came, buried deep inside of you.

After slipping from between your legs, Ari laid down next to you on the blanket and pulled you into his arms.

The sounds of nature surrounding you slowly coming back as the two of you recovered.

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