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luckyqueenreign · 9 months
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HC’s for Ozzy teaching MC to dance and the songs they would dance too? 🥺👉👈
Ok i actually have a little scenario that immediately started to play out in my head when you sent this… (mc and Ozzy are still not together in this scenario)
The islanders get a text that the girls will be competing in Miss Love Island similar to s2 when the boys competed. There’s going to be a talent portion, swimsuit and a speech as to why they’d be the best choice for Miss LI. All of the girls break off into different areas of the villa to practice their talent and speeches. Some are singing, playing instruments, but MC chooses to dance. As MC is headed for a secluded spot to practice her complicated dance routine Ozzy stops her and asks her if she needs help, to which she says yes. As they’re practicing MC sees a completely different side to Ozzy, she always knew he was passionate about dance but rn she can see it in his face. He’s so serious and concentrating so intently on every movement of her body. At first he only corrects her form verbally but when MC is still not understanding what he means he comes up close behind her pressing his body into hers and adjusting her hips exactly how he wants them. With his hands on her waist he moves behind her, guiding her body to follow his. As much as MC is trying to pay attention and learn the moves, she can’t because of the feelings she’s ignored for so long are bubbling to the surface. She also notices that she’s not the only one affected by their proximity 👀 bc of this he releases her and asks her to try again. But there’s a clear energy shift now. The room is electrified and there’s clear sexual tension between them. She asks him can you just show me again one more time, he comes up slow behind her and again pressing his body into hers he shows her the moves again. This time slower, more sensual. When the dance finishes, they’re both out of breath but he doesn’t let go of her like in the other times. She turns around to face him, he’s still holding her close, and his eyes are hungry for her but his face still looks so conflicted. MC parts her lips slightly, staring into his eyes and this was enough of an invitation for Ozzy. He pulls her even closer and doesn’t hold back, all the weeks of hiding his true feelings for her comes out as he kisses her passionately with of all of that pent up desire. As they’re both giving into their true wants, the kiss is heating up but they hear a text go off in the villa, and several footsteps headed in what seems like their direction. They immediately separate and try to fix themselves but their breathing is off and both of their lips are swollen and rosy from the kiss. Amelia and her LI rush into the room excitedly to come and get MC, they didn’t realize Ozzy would be here too they assumed he’d be with Grace. Amelia immediately notices the vibe but plays it off like everything is fine she grabs MC and locks arms with her and tells her about the text, that the challenge is about to begin and they need to get ready so they rush off to the dressing rooms.
Songs I think would play during this scenario…or just reflect the feelings here.
“Love on the brain” by Rihanna
“ICU” by Coco Jones
“Hailey’s Comet” by Billie Eilish
“Happiness is a butterfly” by Lana Del Rey
“Pov” by Ariana Grande
“More than Friends” by Isabel LaRosa
“I Want You Around” by Snoh Aalegra
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naffeclipse · 9 months
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Hiya Naff! I found a new song for you for Double Toil and Trouble while I was going through some of my old favourites. XD "Sleep Alone" by Bat for Lashes, it feels really fitting for our Witch before they meet their Sun, Moon and Eclipse, and how they've been living with their loneliness but silently calling out all the same.
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Aw, Plum, this is the little witch before the boys ;-; The awareness that there's no one to call their own and that they are, in fact, lonely, is a tough pill to swallow but if the witch doesn't swallow it every night.
You know, my darling, I can't stand to sleep alone No sweetheart in the dark to call my own You're my own, you're my own, I can sing it, I can groan But the darkness is a stranger and I'm lonely, lonely, lonely, low...
Lonely, lonely, lonely, 'cause my mama told me The dream of love is a two hearted dream Lonely, lonely, lonely, 'cause my mama told me The dream of love is a two hearted dream
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akkivee · 3 months
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forgot to share it but this was my number one track on soundcloud lol
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bloodsweatandpotato · 2 years
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That awkward moment when a fictional morally-grey nonbinary shapeshifting chaotic-neutral mercenary lizard person steals your gender… and then you get a crush on them.
🖤💚LOOK AT THEM💚🖤
Guess it’s time to make a spotify playlist:
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loveable-sea-lemon · 2 years
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jatp playlists 🥺👉👈
relationships
jukebox
willex
double trouble
characters
alex mercer
carrie wilson
flynn taylor
julie molina
luke patterson
reggie peters
willie mercer
(several of these are better than others BUT here they all are)
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marsmulti · 5 months
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"Time Will Tell," Witchz. YouTube. Spotify.
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trappolia · 2 months
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HOT THINGS HE DOES FOR YOU ── deuce spade + gn!reader,
i. runs a hand through his hair and curses like a sailor when an algebra problem has been bothering him for too long. it messes up all his hard work in maintaining his appearance from this morning, but he’s far too upset to care. this goes for any moment of frustration for him too. sometimes his hair is so messy, you can catch the few strands of faded blond that he had failed to cover up when he dyed his hair before nrc, like the hints of his delinquent past are peeking through in more ways than one. there’s a frustrated look in his eyes that you’re a little guilty to admit you’re attracted to, and the way he spits out words definitely unexpected from an honour student makes your heart race in the strangest way … though, if you try catch his attention, he’s back to the deuce you know ─ wide doe eyes and a little lost. it makes your head spin, in the best way.
ii. takes your bags or anything that looks like it weighs more than necessary and carries them from you without even asking. most of the time this happens mid-conversation, like when he catches up with you at the hallway on your way to your next class. you’d engage in casual conversation, and suddenly he’s gently taking the straps of your bag and tugging it out of your hands, holding it in your stead while never breaking eye contact as he listens to you ramble about crewel's last lecture. and if you hold out your hand for him to give back your bag, he might just flush a little bit red and move your bag to his other side hastily, intertwining your fingers with his as he tugs you along gently to continue your journey, like he'd rather "embarrass himself" by pulling such a bold move rather than letting you carry your own stuff.
iii. always asks if it’s okay to kiss you. you’re sure than a decade could pass by, and he’d still be just as shy when it comes to kissing you. even when you give him your permission, he starts off with a shy brush of his lips against your own, a little peck or two, before diving back for more. he’ll ask every single time too. "are you sure? is it okay? can i really kiss you?" you’re not sure if your heart is pounding because of his lovely consideration of you or the fact that he can never find it in himself to stop asking for more once you let him have it the first time.
iv. starts bringing along his old leather jacket for you when you visit his hometown in the early spring or autumn. he says he brings it just in case you get cold, but you’re not oblivious enough that you don’t notice how the street punks keep their distance after doing a double take when they see you clad in the deuce spade’s leather jacket– some of them even offer their help with your groceries without being asked. it’s sort of funny and actually rather helpful in keeping out of trouble, but at the end of the day, you realise that deuce doesn’t see draping his old leather jacket over your shoulders as an act of possessiveness, but rather a way to keep you safe and protected in a subtle way. somehow, that sends your heart racing even more than the thought of him being possessive over you.
v. has an entire section of notes in his phone dedicated to you; like his regular school notes, messy and disorganised, but they’re filled with everything you could imagine. general things you like, little details of his day that reminded him of you, songs to put in playlists for you, and even pictures of stuff that you looked at while you were grocery shopping together. it’s complete with little observations and notes like they like to have the window seat but don’t want to bother people by asking, so let them board first so they can take it for themselves or they seem to like this type of snacks. maybe ask mom to send some of that one brand from the store back home in her next package. it’s the little but dedicated actions that show how much he really cares for you.
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lustfulslxt · 4 months
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Dom!Chris makes his girl wear one of those vibrators that’s controlled by an app while they’re in public and tells her any noise she lets slip out is an extra spanking she gets while she’s bent over his lap later 🤭
Trouble - Chris Sturniolo
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warnings : dirty dirty nsfw, dom!chris, spanking, use of toys
“We have to get it!” Chris exclaims, shoving the item in my face.
I can’t help the chuckle that emits from my mouth as I push his arm away, so that I can actually see what he’s holding. As I’m reading it, he impatiently shuffles on his feet.
“Come on, you’ll love it!” He whines, trying to convince me.
That’s when I realize it’s a vibrator that you can sync to your phone through the We-Vibe app, and control the settings that way. My face heats up at his comment, suggesting that I would love it, because he’s absolutely right.
“I don’t know.” I say, pretending to be unsure.
“Oh, please! This would bring you to your knees for me.” He taunts, his lips curving into a smirk.
My eyes go wide and I turn my head to the side, avoiding his gaze for a split second. When I look forward, I see him looking at me with a proud smile on his face as he nods his head.
“Yep! We’re getting it.” He states, walking to the register with it.
Biting my bottom lip to prevent my lips from growing into a wide smile, I follow behind him, giddy and excited for what’s to come. We get to the register, and Chris hands the box to the cashier with that same smile on his face, a smile of accomplishment. He turns to look at me, sending me a quick wink that lights my insides on fire. He doesn’t have to do much of anything at all, I’m always ready and eager for him.
Chris pays and grabs the now bagged box, tossing an arm around me and pulling me into him. “Let’s go, lover.”
We get out to the car and Chris instantly opens the door for me, planting a kiss on my cheek before closing my door and happily skipping to his side. He gets behind the wheel, reaching back to set the bag on the backseat.
“I cannot wait to use this on you.” He grins, starting the car up.
I watch as he puts the gear in reverse, then places his arm behind my seat and looks back to watch as we pull out of our parking spot. He notices me staring and a smirk pulls to his lips as he puts the car in drive and starts our trip home.
“You’re so cute, I love you.” He smiles, placing his right hand on my thigh as he holds the wheel with his left.
“I love you more.” I say, softly rubbing his hand on my thigh, before pulling my phone out to begin our music playlist.
Chris and I have been together for almost three years, and it’s been nothing short of amazing. He’s always been good to me, and we hardly ever seriously fight, but if we do, he’s quick to make things right before we end the day. He’s very loving and it shows through all of his gestures; gifts, compliments, the way he speaks of me to others, the way he talks to me, how he touches me.
Don’t get me wrong, he can be a real sweetheart in the bedroom; gentle with his touch, sweet talking me, never pushing me to my limits. Other times, he’s a nasty freak. I love both versions of him, in my opinion, it’s a perfect mix. He gives me whatever I need, whenever I need it. If I need soft Chris, he’s exactly that, making love to me in such a sensual way. If I need hard Chris, he’s exactly that, fucking me dumb until I can’t take it anymore.
I just know, with this new toy we got, I’m getting the freak tonight, and I can’t be more thrilled.
“Baby, do you want to go to dinner tonight?” Chris asks, turning down our street. “Nick asked me earlier, and I just remembered.”
“Oh, sure.” I respond, “What time?”
“I think he said around six, but I’ll have to double check to make sure.”
“Sounds good.” I smile at him.
I look at the time on my phone and see that it says 2:12, which gives me enough time to possibly take a nap before having to get ready. I don’t need to do much but shower, get dressed, and maybe a light makeup look, so I could definitely squeeze in a two hour nap.
“Can we take a nap when we get in?” I ask him as we pull into the driveway, “Before dinner.”
“Already planned on it, baby.” He grins at me, shutting the car off once we enter the garage.
He grabs the bag from the back and gets out of the car, quickly walking over to my side, opening the door for me. Grabbing my hand, he helps me out and shuts the door for me. Before he can walk us inside, I stop in my tracks, causing him to halt and expectantly look at me.
“What’s up?” He asks.
I grab his cheeks and pull him into me, placing my lips on his, giving him a soft and sweet kiss. Sometimes, I just need to show him I love him, especially when he’s a gentleman.
“You’re the best, let’s go.” I smile to him, pulling him to the door.
He smiles back at me, squeezing my hand in return and following in suit. We get inside and immediately head over to our room. Chris places the bag on his dresser, both of us kicking off our shoes. I instantly jump in bed, sprawling out beneath the blankets, Chris repeating my actions.
I flip onto my side, him pulling against me, our bodies meeting to create a much appreciated warmth. His arm rests around me, his hand up my shirt and holding my breast. My body’s firmly pressed against his, his breath hitting my neck as he pulls me impossibly closer. I scoot back, pressing my ass against his crotch, very slightly shifting to tease him just a bit. It doesn’t take long at all before I can feel his dick stiffening behind me, poking into my cheek.
“Y/N, what do you think you’re doing?” Chris asks in a warning tone.
“Napping?” I retort, feigning confusion as if it were nothing but obvious.
“Don’t play with me, or we’ll skip dinner and I’ll fuck you into tomorrow.” He whispers in my ear, his hand tightening around my boob.
Chris has always been able to see right through me, whatever it is, he can read me like a book. There was no hiding anything from him, he knows me like the back of his hand.
“That actually sounds more appetizing than dinner.” I whisper back, pushing my lower half into his even harder.
In one swift motion, he flips me onto my back and is hovering over me. His right knee is placed in between my legs, as his other leg straddles mine, his erection sitting directly on my thigh. Both of his hands are set on the sides of my head as he holds himself upright, staring down at me. His lips faintly brush against mine, but pull away before I can capture them in a kiss. He drags them across my cheek, leaving my skin beneath him tingling.
He makes his way toward my ear, kissing right below it and pressing a few kisses on my neck. I can’t help my heavy breathing at this point, he always knew what got to me. His mouth reaches my ear once again and he plants a wet kiss onto it. I feel his tongue run across my earlobe before his mouth wraps around it, sucking softly, eliciting a soft moan from my lips. Suddenly, his hand grips my jaw and he slams his mouth on mine, shoving his tongue in my mouth as he kisses me deeply.
“Be a good girl for me tonight, and I’ll give you everything you want and more.” He says once he pulls away.
I’m physically incapable of saying anything as he repositions us once more, now laying behind me again. I can’t help but feel his hard on pressed into me, and I want nothing more than to take him right now. I can practically feel his smirk against my neck, already knowing he feels proud for getting me worked up. He never fails to leave me stuck stupid, anticipating what’s to come.
“Baby, you almost ready?” I hear Chris call out from the bedroom.
Emerging from the bathroom with a sheepish look on my face, I look down to the towel wrapped around me. I literally just got out of the shower, and he wants to know if I’m almost ready.
“Bro.” He deadpans once he takes my appearance in. “I thought you maybe only had lip gloss to put on or something, and here you come, completely wet and naked.”
Despite his complaints, I can see his pupils dilate as his eyes roam my glistening body. He licks his lips at the sight of me, before bringing his hands in front of him, showing me what he’s holding; the vibrator we had bought earlier.
“It’s sanitized and ready for use.” He grins, holding it out for me.
“You wanna use this at dinner?” I ask as I take it from him.
“Yes.” He nods, “Doesn’t it sound exciting? Risking an orgasm while we’re out in public?”
I shyly smile at him, nodding my head in agreement. He pumps his fist in the air, cheering in satisfaction. I just shake my head with a giggle coming from my mouth, then grab my clothes and head into the bathroom. I quickly get dressed and put the vibrator in place, eager to see how the night goes. After exiting the bathroom, I brush my hair and apply products like deodorant, lotion, and perfume. Deciding to skip my makeup, I just slip my shoes and grab my purse, sliding my phone in it.
“I’m ready.” I tell Chris, who’s now scrolling on his phone as he sits on the bed.
He looks up and smiles at me, standing up and placing a kiss on my head. “You look gorgeous, let’s go.”
Once we made it out to the van, Chris and I sat in the back, with Nick and Matt up front. It’s just us four for dinner, and I’m glad because I don’t know how brutal Chris is going to be, and I’d rather not lose my mind in front of a bunch of people.
Nick’s music played throughout the car, faint conversation coming from the two up front. My mind was drifting from them talking, to the music playing, to Chris’ hand rubbing my thigh. Suddenly, I could feel vibrations on my core, emitting a very loud gasp from my mouth.
“Are you good?” Nick asks, eyeing me from the front seat.
I clear my throat and swallow nothing, “Uh, yeah. Sorry.”
I have no excuse to give him, unable to use my brain properly as the vibrations continue rushing through my bundle of nerves. I look at Chris, noticing the wide smirk on his lips as he watches me fidget in my seat. I take in a deep breath, pressing my feet into the floor of the van in an attempt to relieve myself of the pleasure. Luckily, the vibrator stops as Chris pushes my hair out of my ear.
“Any noise you make tonight is an extra spanking you’re getting when I bend you over later.” He mutters into my ear.
My pussy’s actually throbbing, desperate for stimulation, aching for him to be inside of me. I can’t help but squeeze my thighs together, trying to feel any sort of pressure. I want nothing more than for him to bend me over and rail me as we speak, and having to wait for it had me gritting my teeth.
Throughout the rest of the ride, Chris hadn’t turned on the vibrator, letting me drop my guard of course. Once we get out and head into the restaurant, Nick walks ahead of us to speak with the host. Within a minute, we are being directed to our table for the evening.
As soon as I take my seat, the vibrations start back up, causing me to abruptly jerk and let out a small whimper. Of course, Nick and Matt look at me in confusion while Chris tries his best to conceal his growing smile.
I clear my throat again, trying to ignore the sensation coursing through me. “Sorry, cramps.”
The two boys nod, understanding, before their eyes are directed to their menus. I look over at Chris with a glare on my face, which only prompts him to turn the settings higher. I drag my bottom lip into my mouth, biting down hard to prevent any sounds that are threatening to come from my mouth.
“That’s two, baby.” He states, only loud enough for me to hear.
“Two?!” I ask, eyes widening.
“Mhm.” He nods, his smile evident. “Just now, and in the car.”
“That’s so unfair.” I say, pointing out how he started this game after the first slip up.
“Them’s the rules, ma.” He chuckles, adjusting his grip on his phone.
I can’t help but watch closely, unsure of when he was going to stop the vibrator, or turn it up. I’m on the edge of my seat, metaphorically, but also literally. I can’t bring myself to get comfortable, knowing Chris would use it to his advantage.
As the waiter walks over, I can feel the vibrations growing stronger, causing me to tense. I don’t have to see my face to know that it’s deep red, I can actually feel how hot it is. Taking in a deep breath, my hands clutch my thighs, needing something, anything.
“Hello, my name is Noah, and I’ll be your waiter tonight. Can I start you off with some drinks?”
“Root beer, please.”
“I’ll have a Dr. Pepper.”
“Pepsi for me, thank you.”
Everyone looks at me, expectantly, but I can’t even speak. I’m scared my voice will betray me, showing that I was in a pleasurable struggle. I glance at Chris, my eyes begging him.
Instead of turning off the toy, he smiled at the waiter, “She’ll have a Dr. Pepper as well.”
“Okay, I will be back with those shortly and take your order then.”
As soon as he walked away, Matt and Nick turn to each other, then to Chris, then to me.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Matt asks.
Nick continues, “You seem really off.”
Before I can even attempt to spit a word out, the vibrations increased even more, causing my jaw to drop as I deeply inhale. Luckily, just as quick as it came, it all stopped.
“I’m good.” I say, my breath a little erratic.
I can see the two are not convinced, but I really don’t have it in me to make up a story that’ll lead them astray. Fortunately, they drop it and return to their menus once again. Chris’ hand comes in contact with my thigh, rubbing dangerously close to my core, I can feel the heat from his fingers.
“You’re so hot when you struggle to be quiet.” He whispers into my ear.
I ignore him, biting my lip as I attempt to regulate my breathing. We all quickly decide what we want to eat just as the waiter comes back with our drinks. After ordering our food, we dive into different conversations.
“We should get little canvases and paint together.” Nick suggests, smiling at the rest of us.
“That sounds so fun! I love painting.” I agree.
“We could get different types of cartoons or even blank canvases, both would be fun.” Matt adds.
Chris hasn’t said a word, so I look over and see him buried into his phone. As if feeling my gaze, his head lifts up with a devilish grin on his face. Immediately, I feel the buzzing between my legs, more intense than it’s been all night. My eyes shoot open as a lewd moan falls from my mouth, I quickly cover it with an exaggerated cough. Chris shakes his head, tsking me.
My mouth falls open again, silent moans coming from it. Chris continues to knead my thigh, adding to the pleasure that was coursing through me. I can feel the knot build in my stomach, close to unraveling. I lay my head down on the edge of the table and quickly grab Chris’ hand from my leg, using it to muffle the sounds that were sure to leave my mouth. As the pressure continued building, I clench myself around the vibrator, extremely close to letting go. I bring my mouth to his palm, biting at the skin in order to silence the inevitable moans pouring out of me as I can’t help but give into the orgasm, releasing all over as my legs tremble.
“Shame on you, cumming without daddy’s permission. You’re in big trouble when we get home, baby.” Chris says to me, his voice raspy.
“We need to go.” I plead, now extremely aware of the wet mess in my pants.
“Sorry boys, Y/N’s gonna be sick. I think I should bring her home. I’ll cashapp you for the dinner.” Chris announces, standing up and reaching for my hand.
“Feel better.” Nick and Matt say in unison.
With that, Chris is pulling me to the exit of the restaurant. As soon as we make it outside, he’s guiding me to a car that’s parked on the side of the road.
“I ordered an uber. I knew you weren’t gonna make it.” He informs me, sensing my confusion.
We get in the car, immediately starting our journey home. Throughout the whole ride, Chris gets handsy with me; rubbing and touching every part of me. He is just as eager as I am. As soon as the car comes to a stop outside our place, Chris is bidding the driver goodbye and dragging me inside.
We make our way downstairs to our bedroom, shutting and locking the door. Instantly, he has me pinned against it, his lips slamming onto mine in a feverish kiss. One of his hands wraps around my throat, the other diving straight into my pants. He grabs the vibrator, pulling it out and wrapping his mouth around it, sucking my juices off. I can’t help the whimper that leaves my mouth, nothing but turned on by the sight.
He sets the toy on the dresser next to us, his hands now going for my shirt, swiftly removing it with ease. His lips meet mine again, his tongue entering and exploring my mouth. His hands are groping every inch of me, feeling me up and down, causing moans to emit from me. As his mouth works down my neck, his hands go behind me and unbuckle the strap of my bra, letting it fall loosely on my arms before he pulls the entire thing off. His hands find their way to my breasts, squeezing them and tweaking my nipples.
We’re moving in such a fast and hurried pace, hungry for one another. Each of us could only ever be what the other needed in times like this, and right now, we were both insatiable. You would think we’ve been deprived of pleasure like this our whole lives, now finally having a taste and not being able to get enough of it. But that isn’t true. Our sex life has always been more than fulfilling, but there’s something about him that makes me go feral.
His hands unbuckle my jeans, letting me remove them as he takes off his shirt. I’m not left in nothing but my underwear, him in his still in his pants. He slides his finger in the waistband of my panties, tugging it and letting it snap back into place. He raises an eyebrow at me, nodding his head towards my bottoms, indicating he wants me to take them off, so I do.
“Go sit.” He states, intently watching me.
I do as he says, sitting pretty on the edge of the bed, watching his every move. He stands in front of me, his eyes blown out and full of lust as he looks down on me. Remaining eye contact, he slowly begins unbuckling his belt. In such a slow pace, he pulls it from his pants, folding it up and setting it aside. His fingers then grasp the button of his pants, undoing it, all whilst still looking me in my eyes. He lets his pants fall, leaving him in his very restricting boxers, as his dick stands tall, creating a tent in the clothing material.
He steps directly in front of me, his hard on now eye level with me, directly in front of my face. He puts a hand on the back of my head, bringing me closer to his erection. His opposite hand palms himself through his boxers, rubbing his cloth covered member over my lips. Just as I’m about to put my mouth on him, he pushes my head back.
“As much as I want to have your pretty little mouth around my cock, it’s gonna have to be another time.” He says, “You remember how many you’re getting?”
“Three.” I whisper, my breath hitching in anticipation as I stare up at him with doe eyes.
“Four. Doubled because you’re a bad girl and came before I said you could.” He smirks, licking his lips.
His hand wraps around my neck, trailing up to my jaw. He’s directly above me, staring down at me with his hungry eyes as his thumb trails over my bottom lip. He pulls it down, letting the pad of his finger keep it in place.
“Suck.” He states, leaving no room for questions.
I take his finger into my mouth, licking and sucking just as he wanted me too. He’s then pulling me up from the bed, his hand once again around my neck. His lips meet mine in a soft and tender kiss, opposite of how I know he’s going to be in mere seconds. Switching places with me, he’s now against the bed as I stand in front of him. He sits down and pats his lap, aware that we both know that I know the drill. I lay across his lap, my bare ass laid out perfectly, awaiting my punishment.
“You know what to do if you need me to stop?” He asks, his hands palming both cheeks.
“I-I remember.” I nod, my breathing slightly picking up.
“Count. If you fuck up, we start over.” He reminds me, his voice sickly sweet.
Just as I give him a hum of confirmation, his hand strikes down, a loud smack echoing the room, a stinging pain following in suit, as well as a yelp from me.
“One.” I moan out, his hand now rubbing the tingling area.
Another smack.
“Two.”
Another smack.
“Three.”
Another smack.”
“F-four.” I cry out, my skin undoubtedly red.
We repeat the process another four times, time seemingly moving in slow motion until we reach the last spank. My ass now tender and tears falling down my cheeks as he kneaded both cheeks, soothing the pain, eliciting moans from me and a pool of wetness between my thighs.
“Such a good girl for me.” He praises, flipping me around on his lap so I’m now straddling him. “You’re so beautiful, ma. I can’t wait to wreck you.”
With that, his lips are on mine, hungrily kissing me. We move in sync, our lips lapping one another perfectly. His hands continue massaging my ass, the stinging pain dissipating with every motion. A moan escapes my lips and he uses the opportunity to shove his tongue in my mouth, swapping saliva. One of his hands travels in between us, coming down to my heat. His cool fingers come in contact with my clit, rubbing it ever so slightly, causing me to whine into his mouth.
He pulls away from me, lifting me from his lap as he stands. “Bend over.”
I follow his order once again, my torso laid out the bed with my ass on show as my legs hang down to the floor. I hear him shuffling behind me, realizing he’s removing his boxers when I look back. He lifts one of my legs up, giving him better access to me. His fingers find my folds again, running through them, slicking them with my arousal. I moan at the feeling, pushing my ass closer into him for more.
“So wet and needy for daddy.” He smirks, grabbing his dick and placing it at my entrance.
He softly pushes the tip in, rubbing my clit as he does so. He takes it back out, before repeating the same action. Next, he’s slamming into me with no warning. A loud scream falls from my lips, molding into a moan as it dies down. He begins thrusting into me, his pace building quickly, pulling me closer to him so he could fuck me deeper.
He lets out a low groan, “I love the way your pussy welcomes me inside, because it knows we were made for each other.”
“Fuck, daddy, you feel so good.” I moan out, my face immediately scrunching in pleasure.
His takes my hair and puts it in a makeshift ponytail, wrapping it around his hand for leverage, tugging it with every thrust into me. My mouth is hung open, pornographic noises falling from it left and right, unable to contain my pleasure. His strokes increase in speed and strength, my entire body jerking at his new pace.
“Look at you, you’re taking me so well baby.” He moans out, his breathing heavy.
“Mhm.” I whimper in agreement, overwhelmed with pleasure.
“Gonna cum all over my cock, baby?” He asks, his pelvis digging into my ass with every pump.
“Yes, daddy. I’m so close.” I cry out, the familiar knot building in my stomach for the second time tonight.
His free hand reached below me, meeting my clit and rubbing fast, tight circles into it. I was a writhing mess beneath him, unable to form a single thought as he fucks me senseless. With the rough pounding and the stimulation on my clit, I’m in tears. It’s so much, but it feels so good. I can feel the drool falling from my mouth, quite literally being fucked dumb.
“I know you’re close, mama. Let go.” He says, sending me over the edge.
My legs shake and quiver, my fists clenching the sheet beneath me so hard that my knuckles turn white. My face contorts with pleasure as my vision goes white, metaphorical stars spinning around me as I do, in fact, let go. His thrusts continue, never faulting in the slightest. His hand never wavers, still rubbing my extremely sensitive bundle of nerves.
“T-too much.” I cry, not able to come down from my first orgasm.
“You can do it, mama.” He whispers from above me, placing wet kisses along my back.
Him repeatedly hitting my g spot, his fingers working my clit, and his mouth leaving goosebumps down my skin is enough to send me overboard once more. Tears streaming down my face as I cum for the third time, silent moans escaping my mouth as I bury my face into the bed. I can hear him moaning behind me, his hips sputtering as his thrusts fall uneven. Seconds later, his hot load is shooting into me as throaty groans emit from his mouth. He continues fucking his nut into me, his pace now slow and soft, before he pulls out altogether.
His hands meet my ass as he holds himself up for a moment, catching his breath. I lay there, spent, feeling his presence disappear for a minute, only for him to return mere seconds later. My legs are suddenly spread, a warm wash cloth wiping up the mess we made, causing me to slightly flinch before sighing in contentment. He cleans me and himself up, before putting me to bed properly, as all of my energy left my body with every orgasm. He crawls into bed with me, wrapping both of us in a blanket, and planting a soft kiss to my lips, my cheek, and my forehead.
“I love you, pretty girl. So good to me, mama.”
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The agreement (Blackmail part 2)
4k3 | Javier Peña x fem reader x Joel Miller (post OB) Chapt summary: you can't get Javi out of your head. You and Joel go back for more Warnings: 18+ mdni. sharing, oral (f/m receiving), unprotected piv, spitting, cum eating, anal play, threesome, double vag penetration, double creampie, degradation. a/n: @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog thank you so much for correcting me again 💕💕💕🫶🫶 And helping me with the title 😭 Playlist | ao3 | series masterlist | masterlist
Part 1
“Look at me, sweetheart.”
You opened your eyes and looked at Joel, whose cock was buried deep in your pussy. He stopped and looked at you thoughtfully. He gently stroked your hair.
“Are you with me, darlin’?”
“Yeah, sure. I'm here, baby.” You put your hands on his hips and pushed your pelvis towards him, so he could continue fucking you.
Joel began to fuck you slowly again, scrutinizing you with his eyes. He slipped his hand down to your pussy and rubbed your clit under his thumb, gently, the way he knew how to do so well.
“Come for me,” he murmured.
In a few seconds you were cuming, followed by Joel pulling out just before jerking off, and shooting his cum all over your lower stomach. He grabbed a towel from the nightstand and wiped you off.
He lay down next to you, his elbow bent and his hand holding his head up, facing you.
"Tell me what’s happening."
“I’m fine, Joel. Just tired."
You had returned from Bill and Frank’s the day before, after your supply trip.
“You’re thinking about him, aren’t ya?”
You lowered your gaze feeling the guilt. 
“I’m…I’m sorry.”
Tears welled up in your eyes, and Joel wiped them away with his thumbs when they started to fall.
“Sweetheart… It’s ok. We went to his apartment after a  mutual agreement. I know that what happened was unexpected. For both of us. But… I liked it too.” He was trying to meet your gaze.
“I shouldn’t have reacted like that. I should have… stayed detached.”
“Baby… it’s not like we can block our emotions. This is the principle of emotions. And isn't it better this way? Rather than fuckin’ a guy who would have disgusted you. I'd rather have seen you enjoying it."
You hugged him and said “I love you, Joel.”
“I love you, baby.”
You hadn’t talked about that night before this moment. Joel showed no resentment. But you were disturbed and had trouble getting the images of the evening out of your head. When you were making love to Joel, Javi's face would sometimes appear in your thoughts.
And you felt guilty.
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You went out to do the planned tasks. You sorted the clothes collected by the patrols, and Joel cleaned the sewers. His task was arduous but it paid the best in ration cards.
You were walking towards your apartment late in the afternoon when you ran into Javi who was obviously going to take his night shift. You hadn’t seen him since that night.
“Hi, hermosa. Miller.”
“Peña”, Joel replied.
“Hello”, you whispered.
“Glad to see you returned safely from your outing.”
Joel grumbled “thanks.”
You tried to regain your composure and said “have a nice day” to Javi. He was looking at you, smiling. You blushed and said “let’s go, Joel.”
You continued on your way, Joel placing his hand against the small of your back and Javi watching you leave.
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Joel and Javi crossed paths the next day.
“Did your outing go well?” Javi asked.
“We’re not friends, Peña.”
"Of course. We're doing business, that's all. You still seem a little tense. More than usual, I mean. Well, you're not exactly the most relaxed man I know,” Javi said with his usual insolence.
"Fuck off." Joel left without looking back.
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The next week, you were finishing your work when you heard “Hi, Hermosa” behind you.
You froze before turning around and saying “Hi, Javi.”
“How are you, Hermosa?”
“Javi… you can’t call me that. It was business, that’s all.”
“Really?” he smiled kindly.
You looked at him annoyed but his soft teasing smile disconcerted you.
“I am available if you need to do business together again.”
And he left. You were stuck in place, feeling your panties getting soaked and said “Fuck!”
When you got back to the apartment, you lay down on the couch and quickly slipped your hands into your panties. You slipped your middle finger into your pussy to recover some wetness before sliding it over your clit and rolling it under your fingers. You put your other middle finger in your pussy and came quickly, feeling the spasms contracting it.
You said “Fuck…fuck!” again.
Joel returned shortly after. He hugged you and asked how you were.
“I saw Javi today. When I was leaving work. We just said hello.”
“You don’t need to justify yourself, sweetheart. It’s ok.”
You had been hugging for a few moments, then he said “you want to see him again, don’t you? Like the other night”
You pulled away and looked at him with wide eyes.
“Joel I… No… No. I don’t want to see him again.”
Joel took your hands and said “I understand why you do baby. Really. The way he behaved towards you… I understand.”
You looked at him questioningly. You couldn’t believe he was saying that to you. Joel had always been a gentle lover, attentive to your desires, but possessive. And there he was, proposing you to see Javi again, with the possible risks that this could entail for your relationship.
He hugged you again holding you close, and said “I love you, sweetheart. I'm not worried about our relationship. We are the survivors of a damn apocalypse, in a QZ where our life is reduced to picking up shit. What if we allow ourselves more? And if we can do it through him, then I'm ok with it."
“I don’t understand why you don’t wait for this desire to pass, baby...”
“Because I don’t want the temptation to consume you and be more difficult to manage. I prefer to anticipate it.”
You hugged him tighter and said “I love you, Joel. But are you sure?”
“100% baby. I loved it too, you know.”
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The next day, Joel went to meet Javi.
“Miller?”
“I’ll be quick. She liked the evening at your place. She liked you, and she’s everything to me. I told her that if she wanted we could do it again. No need to ask if you agree with this idea, I think?”
"Course not. Are you ok with that?”
“I told you, she’s everything to me. So yeah. But no chair for me this time.”
Javi smiled and said “You impress me Miller. I don’t know if I'd be able to do it.”
“You would be.”
Javi smiled. "Tomorrow evening?"
Joel nodded and they went their separate ways.
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The next evening, you arrived at Javi’s place. His apartment was as clean as the last time.
“Good evening, Hermosa. Joel.”
You noticed that it was the first time he called him by his first name.
“Good evening, Javi,” you replied.
“Javier,” Joel greeted him back.
“Come in for a drink.”
He suggested that you sit on the couch while you had a drink. You downed your drinks, enjoying them more than last time, even if you and Joel were slightly uncomfortable.
“Pe… huh… Javier. The conditions are the same as last time, okay?” He turned to you and added “you’re in charge.”
You nodded and Javi added “of course.”
Joel and Javi looked at each other and nodded. They stood up and took off their tops: brown shirt for Javi, denim shirt for Joel. They kept their jeans on.
You wondered where Javi had found such a dated shirt. Oddly enough, it suited him very well.
You looked at them, standing in front of you.
Two men with dark hair, Javi's darker.
Of equivalent size.
Javi was slightly more slender than Joel. His body was more agile, while Joel's was all strength.
Joel, a little older than Javi, stood more hunched.
His face was serious, marked by hardship, while Javi's was mischievous with a sparkle in his eyes.
Both were stunning, breathtakingly beautiful.
And both were just waiting for you.
Javi offered you his hand, and you took it getting up from the couch. You barely dared to look him in the eye. 
Javi leaned down to kiss your cheek, and said “there’s no reason to be embarrassed, Hermosa. The three of us are here because we want to, because the other evening went well. We want to have fun again. Joel and I, as well as you. Ok?
You looked at him, then Joel, who told you “he’s right sweetheart.”
You nodded and smiled, and said “ok.”
You held out your hand for Joel to come closer, and you kissed Javi on the lips.
Joel kept your hand in his as he moved closer to you. He came up against your back and kissed your neck. You moaned. Having these two men against you gave you butterflies in your stomach. You turned to Joel to kiss him while Javi was now against your back with his hands on your hips. He ran his hands up along your breasts and then down to your hips, breathing in your hair and neck.
Joel took off your shirt and Javi unhooked your bra before taking it off. Joel took the opportunity to take your breasts in his hands and caressed them gently. Javi placed kisses on your cheek, then up to your earlobe, his nose brushing against your skin. He moved down to your neck, his hands still on your hips, before sliding them down to your stomach and unzipping your jeans. He slid them down to your feet, kissing your body as he knelt down. You lifted your feet to remove each leg of your pants, as you kissed Joel. Javi stood up and ran his hand over your soaked panties, saying “mmm Hermosa” softly in your ear.
Joel took you by the hand and said “follow me, sweetheart” and led you to the dining room table where he leaned you against it, butt against the edge while Javi took off his jeans.
Joel pulled you closer to him, pressing his crotch against you. He was hard. He kissed you, hands on your hips, before leaning down to your breasts and taking one in his mouth while he caressed the other. He sucked on your nipple and swirled his tongue over it, before moving on to the other.
You looked at Javi then at Joel, waiting for his approval. He looked up at you and nodded. 
You said “Come here, Javi”. Javi approached, his cock erect and hard. You kissed him and took his cock in your hand, running your thumb over the tip and spreading the precum. He growled into your mouth. Joel stepped aside and removed his jeans and boxers, while Javi faced you. He placed his lips on yours and slipped his tongue into your mouth, mingling it with yours as you jerked him off.
Joel moved closer to you and you got on your knees. You looked at them in turn, before taking Javi in your mouth and jerking Joel off. You looked at them again. Joel's gaze was intense. You moved away from Javi before taking Joel in your mouth and jerking Javi off.
“Damn Hermosa… you’re fucking hot.”
“Get up, baby” Joel said before grabbing you to help you. “Sit on the table.”
You leaned against the table and Joel lifted you to sit on it. He spread your legs with his large hands before kneeling between them. “Lay down, baby” he said.
As you lay down, Javi moved closer, jerking himself gently. He said “fuck… Hermosa you’re so beautiful.”
Joel ran his tongue over your pussy and you moaned under his tongue. He spread the folds with his fingers and ran his tongue more gently before coming to tickle your clit.
“Will you suck my dick Hermosa?” asked Javi.
“Yeah, come here, Javi”, you replied.
You turned your head towards him, he was holding his cock at the base. You ran your tongue over it before placing your lips around his tip and caressing it with your tongue.
You felt Joel’s fingers dig into your pussy, while he focused on your clit with his tongue. You moaned, making Javi groan in turn as you sucked his cock further and further, depending on the rhythm of his hips.
Joel sat up and stood up, and said “make her cum Javier.”
They switched places, Joel bringing his cock to your mouth. “Wanna suck your cock, baby”, you said.
“Take it sweetheart. Suck my dick. Make me feel good in your mouth” you nodded and took him in your mouth, before feeling Javi’s breath on your pussy. He ran his tongue, his saliva mixing with Joel’s in your pussy.
“Doesn’t she taste good Javier?”
“Yeah… You taste so good Hermosa. Joel, you're a lucky bastard.”
Joel smiled at Javi for the first time, and looked back at you “You’re doing well, sweetheart. So good for us.”
You looked at him, before lowering your gaze to his cock which was sliding into your mouth.
Javi stuck his tongue into your pussy and was fucking you with it, while his nose rubbed against your clit. He held your legs apart with his hands. You placed your hand on his head, moaning more and more.
“You’re gonna cum baby, right? Come in his mouth baby. Soak his tongue.”
You stopped sucking him as your pleasure mounted, keeping him in your mouth until you came in Javi's mouth. He held his hands tight around you to keep your legs from moving too much and keep you within his reach, continuing to lick you until the spasms stopped. Joel pulled out of your mouth as Javi stood up, and bended over to twirl his tongue over your pussy again. You jumped at his touch on your overly sensitive clit, before caressing his head with your hands.
While Joel helped you get up, Javi went to sit on the couch and said “Come sit in my lap, Hermosa. Facing him."
You walked over to him before sitting on his thighs. He slid his hand up to your pussy, avoiding your overly sensitive clit for the moment, but sliding his middle finger into your hole.
“Come get sucked Joel,” Javi told him.
Joel came closer to you and said “open sweetheart. Stick out your tongue.” You did as he told you, waiting for him with your tongue out. He placed his cock on your tongue, grabbing your chin with his hand to lift it up, and dripped his saliva onto his cock, watching it slide down to your tongue. And he slid his cock into your mouth. Your eyes were fixed on him. Javi grabbed one of your breasts with his other hand, continuing to gently slide his middle finger into your pussy.
You didn't move, letting Joel handle the movements. He pushed himself deeper and deeper into your throat, his hand resting on your head, the other falling down his body.
Javi said “give me a second Joel” and Joel withdrew. Javi grabbed his cock in his hand and lifted you up, pushing his cock into your pussy and you impaled yourself on it “oh god… Fuck, Javi…”
“Missed my cock Hermosa?”
You looked at Joel before answering, who nodded.
“Answer him baby. Tell him.”
“Yeah fuck… yeah I missed it.”
“I missed you too, Hermosa. You have quite an effect.”
Javi lifted you with his hands, and moved his hips to start fucking you. His movements were slow, and allowed Joel to come back into your mouth. You let him resume his pace, your lips wrapping around his shaft.
“Are you still too sensitive, baby?” asked Joel.
“No… I don't think so Joel. It’s ok.”
Joel knelt down and watched as Javi’s cock slid into your pussy. Your wetness slid down to his balls. He came closer and licked your clit with the tip of his tongue.
“Oh god, Joel!” The sensations were indescribable. Javi’s cock was buried in your pussy, your legs raised. Javi held them apart. Joel sucking on your clit.
“Fuckin hell hermosa… you’re so hot. So good for us.”
You placed your hands on either side of Joel’s face and leaned against Javi’s chest, letting him lead the pace. You heard Joel grunting against your clit.
“Fuck… I’m gonna cum again. Fuck…”
“Come on, baby. Come on his tongue and on my cock. I wanna feel you squeeze me again and soak me. Couldn’t stop thinking about it since the other night.”
You came, throwing your head back and squeezing Joel’s head so hard he groaned.
Joel pulled away to look at where your two bodies met and said “fuck baby… such a fuckin’ slut. Let’s go to the bedroom now.”
As you were about to get up, leaning forward to support yourself on your feet, Javi held you, hands on your hips and fucked you at a fast pace “fuckin’ soaked hole...” before letting you get up.
Once in the room, you lay down on the bed and said “come fuck me Joel.”
Joel lay on top of you and thrust into you, making you moan.
Your gaze was fixed on him but you were lost in your emotions. You loved everything about this evening. The way they fucked you, the way they shared you.
You stared at Joel. Intensely.
“What do you want, sweetheart?”
“I want you to…” You bit your lip.
“Tell me,” he said, thrusting hard.
You cried out in surprise, and said "I want you to talk to me. Dirty. Joel, please…"
“Fuck… you want me to tell you what a slut you are? Wanna hear it out loud?”
“Yes Joel…fuck…yes, please.”
"I can't believe you were reluctant to come back here, when your slutty holes just wanted to be filled by both of our cocks."
He grabbed your chin in his hand and added "That's what you wanted? To be filled by two cocks? Mine isn't enough for you, you need two big, fat cocks?"
He brought his hand down and squeezed your throat. His gaze was black. He held you so tightly that you could just nod your head.
“We’ll give you what you want.”
He released his grip on your throat, continuing to thrust into you.
“Javi, I want you in my mouth.”
Javi knelt on the bed, holding his cock in his hand. You looked at him, and stuck out your tongue.
“Fuckin christ, woman,” Joel said, fucking you harder.
Javi placed his cock on your tongue, just the tip. He jerked himself off while watching you, then Joel fucking you. And he slid his cock into your mouth, you rounded your lips to welcome him. He placed his hand on your cheek, and felt his cock through your skin.
Joel buried his head in your neck, kissing it, then came to bite your earlobe. His head brushing against Javi’s hand, before pulling out of you.
“Come fuck her Javi.”
Javi smiled, before saying “you like being shared by our two cocks, huh?” You nodded, looking at Joel.
Javi came and lay down between your legs and slid his cock inside you.
Joel was standing next to the bed, jerking off gently. “You take both of our cocks so well darlin. You’re doing so well for us.”
He walked over and fondled one of your breasts, still jerking off. He leaned towards you and said “open up baby”. As you opened your mouth, he spat in it and clamped your jaw shut with his hand.
“Fill her up javi. Then I’ll fill her cunt too.”
You groaned at his words.
“Look at me hermosa. You're going to get filled by two cocks, like a little slut. Is that what you want?"
“Yes! Yes Javi, that’s what I want.”
“Yeah? Want your pussy filled with both our cum? Wanna feel them running down your thighs?”
You nodded.
"Ok baby. I'll give you what you want.” He picked up the pace and put his arms under your shoulders to fuck you harder. Joel was still jerking off next to the bed.
“Fuck…I’m gonna cum hermosa. Gonna fill this tight cunt.”
He thrusted in two more times before spreading his cum deep inside your pussy. Once his balls were empty, he withdrew, and Joel took his place instantly. He looked down at your folds to see Javi's cum starting to leak out. He ran his fingers around picking some up and stuffing them into your pussy.
“You want both of us, right? Can't miss a drop baby.”
He lay down between your thighs and bottomed out in one go. He put his fingers covered with Javi's cum in your mouth for you to lick them.
“Fuck. Such a slut. With your pussy dripping with the cum from another man. You’re so fucking soaked of his cum and so wet, I'm sure you could take both of our cocks in your pussy."
He growled against your ear, and his words hurried your orgasm.
“You’re such a whore, you know that?”
“Yes Joel…yeah.”
“Tell me what you are.”
“I’m a whore. I’m a fucking whore.”
Javi sat in the chair watching the whole scene.
Joel picked up the pace, unable to stop talking. “Can’t believe it, I thought you were a nice girl who wanted only my cock. But one cock isn’t enough for you anymore, is it?”
You couldn't answer anymore. He smacked your cheek. Not too hard. “Fuckin answer me.”
“Fuck. I want two cocks Joel. I want your two cocks. So bad.”
“Shit… I’m gonna fill you too.”
He grunted before thrusting deep inside you and shooting his load. Your orgasm rushed over you.
“Oh god Joel…” 
He collapsed on top of you, trying to catch his breath.
He finally got up while you were still lying down, and said “come see this Javi.”
The two men were standing at the foot of the bed, looking at your sore pussy, with their cum leaking out.
You heard the curfew sirens and Joel looked worriedly at Javi, who replied “stay here tonight. It's too late for you to go back. The bed is big enough, we’ll squeeze in.” The two men came to join you, each from one side.
You fell asleep.
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You woke up a few hours later, Joel and Javi’s bodies pressed against you. You felt some of their cum still leaking from your pussy but you didn't have the courage to go to the bathroom. Javi was against your back, his cock resting against your ass.
You stretched your ass towards him, at the same time as you took Joel’s cock in your hands, jerking him gently. You felt them wake up at the same time.
Javi’s hand came to squeeze your breast, before moving down to your thigh. He lifted your knee to give himself access to your pussy, and you felt the tip of his already hard cock directly slide into your hole.
Looking at Joel, you saw that his gaze was on you.
“Looks like you don’t need any preparation to take his cock baby? Still full of our cum huh?”
You bit your lip and just nodded, while Javi was pounding in you.
“Don’t stop jerking me off,” said Joel. You resumed your movement, stopped when Javi entered you.
“How is her pussy, Javi?”
“Ruined. I slide in so easily.”
“Mmmm” Joel muttered. Lie on your back Javi.”
Javi withdrew before settling in as Joel asked.
“And you sweetheart, come ride him.”
You moved on top of Javi, before grabbing his cock in your hand and pushing it inside you.
“Is the lube still in the top drawer?”
“Yeah.”
Joel went to get it and coated his cock with it, before putting the bottle down.
"You’re gonna prepare my ass, Joel?”
“It’s not your ass I’m gonna fuck."
“Wait what? I never…”
“There’s always a first time, baby.”
You looked at Javi with a panicked look, but he just said “come on Hermosa. You’re fuckin’ soaked and still dripping our cum from last night. You’ll take us easily.”
Joel kneeled behind you and spread your ass cheeks.
“Fuck… you’re gonna be so full….”
He leaned against Javi's cock, which had stopped his movements. Joel started to thrust and told you to lean on Javi’s chest.
You leaned forward and felt Joel’s cock sink into you.
“Fuck…Fuck! Joel, wait. It's too much. I don’t think I can -”
“Yes, you fuckin’ can.”
He didn't stop. He felt the walls of your pussy adjust to the two of them. He continued to thrust until his balls were against Javi's.
Looking up, you saw the look in Javi’s eyes, who nodded at Joel. And they both moved. 
“Oh fuck… Cant’ believe… God. Cant’ believe I’m getting fucked by two cocks."
Javi smiled and kissed you, before telling you “you’re really doing well Hermosa, you’re so good for us.”
“You can do better, darlin’.“
“What? What do you mean, Joel?”
Joel put his thumb in his mouth and spat on your ass. He caught the saliva with his thumb before applying it to your asshole.
“Shit Joel…”
“Stop whining. I know you like it” and he pushed his knuckle into your ass.
“Fuck..Yeah. Yes I do.”
Joel smiled as he looked at Javi.
You felt full. Two cocks in your pussy, Joel's thumb in your ass.
Joel told you “I’m sure if there were three cocks here, you’d take one in your mouth.”
“Fuck yeah…I bet she would”, added Javi.
They continued for a few minutes, and you heard Javi breathing harder.
“You’re gonna cum Javi? You’re gonna cum in my pussy?”
“Yeah Hermosa…I’m gonna fill you again.”
“Go ahead Javi. Cum in her pussy, and don't pull out until I fill her too. Not gonna be long.”
Your clit had been rubbing against Javi’s crotch for several minutes, and you felt like you were going to cum soon too.
“Fuck… yeah… ‘m gonna fill you Hermosa. Oh… oh god….”
Javi's cock twitched as he came, his cock crushed against Joel's.
“Fuck. I’m gonna fill you too baby.”
Joel growled louder and louder, and you felt Javi’s cum starting to leak out of your pussy.
Joel stiffened and shot his cum into you. 
He collapsed on top of you, still straddling Javi and you came for the last time that night, full of their cum.
Before pulling out, Joel said, “You’re gonna have to help me find more after pills, Javi.”
Part 3
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Lil’ Crush (Lewis Hamilton x Black!Fem Hairstylist Reader)
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SYNOPSIS: Lewis has a huge crush on his hairstylist.
PAIRINGS: Lewis Hamilton x black!fem hairstylist reader (Y/N)
WARNINGS: cursing, slow burn at first, obvious sexual tension, sexual content. RATED R (minors DNI/18+)
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A/N: Just something cutesy/nasty to hold everyone over as I take a step back from writing 🤗
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Lewis tolerated your occasional tardiness at appointments, despite his dislike for waiting on others. Time and time again, you apologized, citing car troubles or traffic or double booking as the reason. But Lewis didn't mind; all that mattered was that you always showed up and delivered exceptional work.
You were skillful at your job, always in a chipper mood, explorative, and knowledgeable about your craft. You taught him the basics on how to take proper care of his hair, telling him what products to use for his specific hair pattern. You were licensed, a continuous learner of the industry, but most of all you weren’t afraid to put him in his place.
Although he hated to admit it, he enjoyed how straightforward you were, telling him off and letting him know that all of his championships, his celebrity, you couldn’t care less about it. Now, if that was anyone else, of course that will be the last time they will be within his inner circle, yet it was you.
They dubbed you “Lewis’ girl”, not meant disrespectfully but because there were rumors that Lewis forbids anyone else from pursuing you. He would never admit it openly, but you were special to him - his confidante. And he wasn't willing to let anyone else have you.
It wasn't possessiveness, just a desire to keep you all to himself. So he came up with a plan, vowing to be honest with himself and stop playing games. But knowing Lewis, it would probably take a while.
Until then, he continued pining - casual flirting here and there that goes under your radar, small gifts, giving you his undivided attention. The works. It was you after all.
Once again, you joined Lewis for another race weekend. Despite your growing fame and clientele, you made sure to schedule around Lewis's busy racing schedule. He always spoke highly of you and his fans loved every hairstyle you created for him since becoming his permanent hairstylist toward the end of last season.
Lewis only gave you the best: from hair tools to flights and hotel rooms, whatever you needed, you received it. After all, you were his girl.
Another race in another country. This time you found yourself in Japan. A first time for you whereas a countless number for him. Lewis flew you out first class and booked you a suite with a view. It was your first time, so you had to have a great experience.
Your hair was in its natural state, perfect spiral curls from your flexi rod set. Lewis loved your hair like this, how it framed your face beautifully and reflected your personality. You were always experimenting with different styles - silk presses, bohemian braids, wigs - and they all worked flawlessly. Despite claiming to not be into fashion as much as Lewis, he couldn't help but compliment your impeccable outfits.
You were in your own world, moving around freely as you listened to a song from one of your many playlists. You just finished washing his hair and was now in the midst of detangling his curls before blow-drying.
Lewis had always prided himself on being a disciplined and focused athlete, but when it came to you, he was powerless. Every time he saw you, his heart raced and his mind went into overdrive, imagining all the ways he could make you moan and scream his name, especially with the outfit that you wearing.
He had a preference for skirts over pants on you, admiring how they showed off your long legs despite being a few inches shorter than him. Your ass looked amazing whether you wore pants or skirts, but there was something about you in a skirt that drove him wild with desire. Many nights, he dreamt of bending you over, reveling in how the skirt would rise up to reveal your thighs and perfect backside. He imagined taking you from behind, delivering mind-blowing thrusts and relishing in the sounds you made when you were near climax. You bent over in a skirt, wet and willing for him - it was one of his favorite fantasies. Another was listening to your sultry voice praising him, a kink he didn't know he had until you comforted him after a tough race. As you paused in the middle of braiding his hair to hold him close and speak softly, it aroused him more than he'd like to admit.
The sight of you in that skirt today distracted him like no other. The way the fabric clung to your thighs, subtly emphasizing your hips and drawing attention to the gentle curve of your waist, was nothing short of intoxicating. He could have spent hours just watching you move, the hem of the skirt brushing against your calves as you walked, offering fleeting glimpses of skin that sent a shiver through him. But he knew he had to control himself, or risk losing all restraint and giving into his desires right then and there.
Lewis sat in his seat, stealing glances at you and attempting to distract himself from thoughts of confessing his feelings. He had been keeping them hidden for months, fearing that revealing them would destroy the strong bond of friendship that had grown between you over the past year. Before meeting you, Lewis was known as guarded by his close friends and family, but your presence had slowly broken down the barriers he had constructed after his breakup with his ex.
“Any ideas on what you want to get done today, or are you open to trying something new?” you ask as you part his hair into four neat sections.
Lewis winces as the comb glides through his tight coils, causing him to shift in his seat and prompting you to gently guide him back.
So tender-headed, you thought to yourself. But it was always worth it for the end result - styling Lewis' hair was one of your favorite things to do. You talked about everything and nothing - work, family, hobbies - and each time, Lewis opened up a little more. Plus, he was easy on the eyes.
He hummed thoughtfully before answering, "Hmm, let's go with the usual fade on the sides and maybe some blonde in the braids."
"Okay, I see you, Lew Lew," you exclaimed, causing him to chuckle.
As you worked on his hair, Lewis couldn't help but admire your skill and grace. You had always been artistic and creative, but watching you braid his hair was simply mesmerizing.
"How's it looking so far?" you asked, holding up a mirror for him to inspect the back of his head.
Lewis tilted his head to the side, admiring your handiwork. "Perfect as always," he replied with a smile.
"Good," you said with a satisfied nod before returning to braiding.
"So how have things been going for you lately?" He asks, breaking the comfortable silence between the two of you.
You pause for a moment before replying, "Pretty good actually. I've been busy with work. I got a lot of new clients."
"That's great to hear," Lewis smiles warmly at you. "You deserve all the success that's coming your way."
Your heart flutters at his words and you feel a warm flush spreading across your cheeks. Lewis often showed such overt affection towards you, but it still made you giddy.
"Thanks," you reply with a shy smile. "And what about you? How's everything been since your last race?"
Lewis hesitates for a moment before answering, "It's been...strange. But good." He reaches up to rub at his neck nervously. "I've been feeling different lately. I was in a sour mood about the car this season, but I’m just trying to enjoy the rest of the races."
"As you should, King," you say, making him grin widely. Lewis closed his eyes in relaxation as you worked on him, massaging oil into his scalp as you continued to section off his hair. He enjoyed feeling your hands on him, how gentle you were. "Don't fall asleep on me now," you reply with a laugh as you catch him dozing off.
"I'm not sleeping, just resting my eyes," he responded, trying to play it cool.
"Mmmhmm," you said skeptically, remembering the last time he had said that and ended up snoring away. "You said that last time and your ass was out like a light."
Lewis chuckled sheepishly. "Well, don't be so good at your job," he teased playfully.
"Bye, Lewis," you quipped in a dismissive tone, rolling your eyes. "Flattery will get you nowhere,” you shoot back with a wink before continuing to massage his scalp.
After a few minutes, you finish applying the hair oil and begin braiding the remaining sections of Lewis' hair. You work quickly and efficiently, your hands moving in sync as if they were made for this very task.
"You never cease to amaze me with your skills," he says sincerely.
"Well, I have a pretty amazing canvas to work on," you reply with a smile, referring to Lewis' hair.
He chuckles before getting serious again. "But seriously though, thank you for always taking care of me."
You pause in your braiding and look at him with concern. "Of course Lewis. You know I'm always here for you."
"I do know that," he says softly patting your arm.
Your heart races at the intimacy of the gesture. Lewis clears his throat and sits straighter in the chair.
"Alright, enough of that," he says, "what are your plans for the week?"
"Well, I was going to hang out here for another day or so then head back home to rest before I travel for another client."
"What do you mean 'stay for a day or so'?" Lewis asked incredulously. "Y/N, the suite is reserved until the end of the week. This is your first time in Japan; don't leave so soon."
I want to spend more time with you, Lewis thought to himself. But he couldn't express those feelings out loud, at least not yet.
"I have to rest, Lew," you stated, trying to sound firm.
"You can rest here," was his response, making you frown slightly. Although you didn't mind spending more time with Lewis, you didn't want to intrude on his personal space.
"What are you trying to do, convince me to stay longer so that you can bother me?" you teased half-heartedly, trying to hide your true feelings.
Lewis chuckled and shook his head. "No, I just don't want you to miss out on all that Japan has to offer. Plus, I would love for you to experience it with me."
His words tug at your heartstrings. You couldn't resist that charming smile and pleading look in his eyes.
"Fine," you finally relent with a smile. "But only if you promise not to bother me too much."
"Deal," he says with a grin before pulling out his phone. "I’m texting the guys now to tell them that you’re coming with us to dinner."
"Of course you are," you say as you finish up the last braid and give it a final spritz of hairspray. "All done."
Lewis rises from the chair and swivels around to face a mirror, examining his new hairstyle with a satisfied grin before turning his attention towards you. "Looks amazing."
"It was my pleasure," you reply with a warm smile.
The moment feels charged with unspoken tension, and for a moment, you both just stand there looking at each other until Lewis’ phone dinged with a text.
He checks the message and his grin widens. "It’s Miles," he informed you. "Looks like they're already waiting for us at the restaurant. You good to go?"
You glanced down at your outfit. You freshened up earlier and was currently wearing a mini cargo skirt and a black bodysuit. Simple yet stylish nonetheless. You nod, gathering your purse and other necessities then slipped into a pair of heels. You followed Lewis out of the suite and into the elevator. The ride down was quiet, but you can feel Lewis' gaze on you, making you shift slightly under his scrutiny.
As soon as the elevator doors open, Lewis leads you through the hotel lobby to one of the hotel’s restaurants.
Lewis fills you in on some interesting facts about Japan and its culture as you walk to your table. You find yourself hanging on to every word he says, enjoying not only his knowledge but also his company.
The rest of the guys are already seated, chatting animatedly amongst themselves.
Miles jumps up from his seat when he sees Lewis and rushes over to give him a hug. "Hey, bruv! Glad you could make it," he says before turning to face you with a warm smile. "Y/N, how are you babygirl? Looking as gorgeous as ever."
"I’m doing great." You greeted Lewis' best friend with a warm smile and leaned in for a hug. The embrace lingers longer than you expected, with Miles holding onto you tightly before finally pulling away. You don't think anything of it, as Miles is just as, if not more, flirtatious than Lewis. However, you can't help but notice Lewis's scowl from the corner of your eye. You then greeted Andrew and Tim, engaging in light conversation with them.
"Seriously, cut it out," Lewis whispered to Miles as he watched you talking to his friends.
Miles looked confused. "I just said hi, I can still talk to Y/N, right?"
"It's not about that, man. Just tone down the hugging and all that." Lewis was trying to keep his jealousy in check, but he didn't appreciate Miles being too touchy-feely. Miles was a hugger by nature, but sometimes he could be excessive.
"Relax, bruv," Miles said quietly so only Lewis could hear. "You need to be honest with her and stop messing around. If you keep dragging your feet, you'll end up losing her to someone else."
"But she--"
"Lew, are we going to eat or are you two going to have a private conversation all night?" you interrupted playfully, causing Andrew and Tim to laugh.
Miles nudged Lewis towards the booth. "Go sit next to your girl and quit being a dickhead."
Lewis chuckled and playfully swatted him away before doing as he was told and sitting next to you. He placed an arm around the length of the seat, engulfing you with his closeness and the addictive smell of his cologne. "Get whatever you want, Y/N."
"Oh okay, big spender," you say as you peruse the menu, your eyes stopping at the wagyu. "What if I want this?"
Lewis made a face of disgust at your choice. "You know how I feel about meat, but if you want it, you can have it."
Smiling mischievously, you pointed out another expensive option. "And this too?"
Lewis shrugged. "Anything you want."
You raise an eyebrow at him and put the menu down. "Are you sure? Because I can keep going."
Lewis laughs, knowing exactly what you’re doing. "Okay, okay. Let’s not bankrupt me. You can get things within reason. I don’t want you to become a little brat."
"I’m almost there with the way you’ve been spoiling me lately," you said. "I mean, who flies out their hair braider in first class?"
Lewis chuckled as he leans in closer, whispering in your ear. "Well, I can't have my girl flying in economy."
"Your girl?" you scoff, rolling your eyes as you continue playing the game with him. Lewis has always been a flirt, and sometimes the two of you engage in playful banter, but it never goes beyond that. A small part of you can't help but wonder if all the rumors about him being great in bed are true, and the thought briefly crosses your mind to take things further. However, your professionalism always took precedence, and you kept a decorum between the two of you. "So what’re you? My Sugar Daddy?"
"If that's what you want, I can definitely make it happen." He wiggled his eyebrows playfully, causing you to laugh and shake your head.
"You wish," you teased, knowing that Lewis was not one to shy away from spending money on those he cared about.
The conversation continued to flow easily between the two of you, with Miles and the others occasionally interjecting with their own comments and jokes. You couldn't help but feel grateful for this moment of normalcy amidst the chaos and hectic schedule of race weekends.
As the night went on and dinner came to an end, Lewis insisted on paying for everything before escorting you out of the restaurant.
"Thanks for dinner," you said sincerely as Lewis walked you back to your suite. "I had a great time."
Lewis smiled warmly at you as he watched you open the door. "Anytime, Y/N. Can’t have my girl out here starving."
"There you go with the 'my girl' bullshit," you say. "I bet you say that to every woman you’re around."
"Nah," he replied. "Only to you. You’re my girl."
You gave him a quick examination, noting how his frame filled out his clothes. He appeared to have bulked up since the last time you saw him; clearly, he had been spending some serious time in the weight room. You were fully aware of Lewis' reputation as a womanizer and didn't want to be just another conquest, yet you couldn't deny his attractiveness. And with him staring at you with such intense focus, you felt yourself on the verge of giving in to temptation.
"Why are you so quiet?" he asked you, pulling you out of your reverie.
"Honest answer?"
“Of course.”
"Just admiring you," you boldly stated, catching him a bit off-guard. "I’m surprised that you never tried anything with me. I mean, we flirt, but it never ends in anything."
Lewis looked at you with a mixture of surprise and curiosity, his eyes searching yours for any sign of jest, but the serious expression on your face told him otherwise.
"Well, to be honest," he began, "I didn't want to overstep any boundaries. You’re my hairstylist and I respect you."
"Is that all it is? Respect?" you inquired, unable to keep the hint of bitterness out of your voice.
Lewis hesitated for a moment before reaching out to tuck a wayward strand of hair behind your ear. "Of course not," he said softly. "I think you're an amazing person. It's just... I don’t want to ruin our friendship or make things awkward between us."
"We're grown adults," you told him. "Trust me, I wouldn't be even considering this if I thought it was going to fuck up everything."
Lewis searched your face for any signs of hesitation or doubt, before finally nodding in understanding. "I know…and you have no idea how much…fuck Y/N…you have no idea how bad I want you."
"Then show me," you challenged.
Without hesitation, Lewis leaned in and captured your lips in a heated kiss. The passion and desire between you two was palpable as his hands roamed over your body, pulling you closer to him. You eagerly responded, your own hands roaming over his muscular frame, feeling every inch of him.
After what felt like an eternity, you pulled away slightly, both of you gasping for air. "Wow," you breathed out, looking into Lewis' dark eyes.
"Yeah," he agreed, his voice low and husky. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time." Lewis rested his forehead against yours and whispered, "Let's take this somewhere more private."
Nodding in agreement, you grabbed his hand and led him inside your suite, shutting the door behind you.
Once inside, there was no slowing down. He lifted you up effortlessly and carried you to the bedroom, gently laying you down on the bed before crawling on top of you. His lips found yours again as his hands continued to explore every inch of your body. You moaned into his mouth as he kissed and nipped at your neck, sending shivers down your spine.
Lewis' hands traveled down to your hips where he began to unzip your skirt. "You don't understand how bad I wanted to do this, especially with how you kept teasing me with these fuckin' skirts," he groaned, tossing the skirt aside before trailing kisses down your chest.
You let out a breathy moan, arching into his touch as his hands found their way under your shirt before he removed it and the bra you wore. His touch was electric, sending sparks through your body and igniting a fire within you. You ran your fingers through his hair as he continued to leave a path of kisses down your body, finally reaching the waistband of your panties.
He looked up at you with dark eyes filled with desire and need before sliding them off of you. You couldn't help but feel self-conscious under his intense gaze, but he leaned in to press a soft kiss against the inside of your thigh, leaving a trail of wet kisses along the way to your womanhood.
"Look at how wet this pussy is for me," he commented as he glanced at your glistening mound. "You’ve been craving a nigga badly, huh?"
You couldn't even form a coherent response as Lewis dipped his head between your legs, his tongue expertly finding all the right spots and sending you into a frenzy of pleasure. You moaned and writhed under his touch, your hands gripping the sheets tightly as he brought you closer and closer to the edge.
When you finally came undone, it was with a loud cry of his name. He didn't stop there though, continuing to lick and suck at your sensitive folds until you were begging him to stop.
"You taste so good," he murmured, licking his lips before crawling back up to kiss you again.
You could feel his hard length pressing against your thigh and couldn't wait any longer. You reached for the waistband of his pants, but he stopped you, shaking his head.
"So impatient," he whispered against your lips.
"Shut up," was your response, making him chuckle. He stood up from the bed and quickly undressed himself before returning to hover over you.
"Tell me what you want," he demanded, positioning himself at your entrance.
"I want you inside me," you moaned without hesitation.
Lewis didn't waste any time thrusting into you in one smooth motion. The feeling of being filled by him was almost overwhelming as he started moving in a steady rhythm. You wrapped your legs around him, urging him on as your nails dug into his back. He groaned as he felt your tight walls clenching around him. He had been waiting for this moment for what felt like forever. He had imagined it a thousand times in his head, but nothing could compare to the real thing.
Lewis started moving faster, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Your moans and whimpers only spurred him on as he chased his own pleasure.
You couldn't believe how good it felt. You had been with other guys before, but none of them could compare to Lewis. He seemed to know exactly how to touch you, how to make you feel like you were on cloud nine.
"You're so fucking tight," he groaned, his thrusts becoming more erratic. "So fucking wet."
He leaned down and captured one of your nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it while still pleasuring you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, wanting to feel even closer to him. The intensity was building inside you and you knew you were close to another climax.
Lewis must have sensed it too because he reached between your bodies to rub your clit while still thrusting into you and sucking your nipples. It was too much and you screamed his name as you came undone again, your body shaking with pleasure.
He followed closely after, his hips stuttering before finally stilling as he spilled himself inside of you.
You both stayed in that position for a few moments, catching your breaths and enjoying the afterglow of sex. Lewis rolled off of you eventually and pulled you close against his chest.
"Damn," he murmured into your hair. "That was amazing."
You smiled contentedly, feeling more connected to him than ever before.
"I can't believe I waited this long," he continued, placing soft kisses along your forehead. "I should have made a move on you ages ago."
You laughed softly and snuggled closer to him.
"Well I'm glad you finally did," you replied, feeling completely happy and satisfied in that moment.
The two of you spent the rest of the night tangled up in each other, talking and laughing until you both fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning, you woke up to the smell of coffee and the sound of Lewis moving around. You stretched and smiled, feeling content and at peace.
"Good morning," Lewis said, walking into the bedroom with a mug of coffee. He handed it to you before sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Morning," you replied, taking a sip of the hot drink. "Thank you for this."
He grinned. "Anything for my girl."
Your heart fluttered at his words, still not quite used to hearing him call you that, but it felt right and it made you smile even more.
Part Two, anyone? Let me know in the comments.
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Hi🌸
I saw that you were accepting requests so I have one for you. How about bringing husband Leon to the reader's high school reunion? The reader is kind of happy to bring Leon to his old classmates but Leon is so handsome and all that your old acquaintances are wondering why your marriage happened in the first place.
I was thinking about Leon re4r or id, but you can choose anyone!🌸
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A Playlist for My Dream High School Romance
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Husband!ID!Leon x GN!Reader
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Plain Jane: this is what you were in high school, though you didn’t really mind since there was more to being the most beautiful or the most outgoing in school. You always thought you dressed well; not the most fashionable but enough to look decent for school. You also looked fine, not too ugly or too beautiful with the round red framed glasses on your face. The lack of romantic experiences in high school sometimes bothered you but you didn’t mind it overall; you’ve seen the drama of high school romance in your classmates and ultimately decided that staying single is the best option for now… though sometimes you envied it when girls received flowers from their boyfriends or when you saw couples fill out the dance floor and slow danced during the prom. As a dramatic teen, you wailed to your pillow about how you’d never find the love of your life because you were too boring and how you’d always be the third wheel for every couple you’ll meet– hell, you were even confessed to because the boy was double-dog-dared to! You swore that you were destined to only daydream about falling in love with the man of your dreams, dancing under the rain or receiving carnival prices only scenarios that unfolded while you’re fast asleep.
Little did they know, they’d have the maker of their dreams to wake up to in the future; scenes ripped out of a romance novel were no longer bound within the confines of dreams. Leon was more than you’d asked for in the best way possible; he is more than just the beautiful combination of blond and blue, no. The first time you saw him, you thought he looked perfect, the epitome of beauty and charm. As you two got closer and he let you into his life and laid bare his scars for you, you saw that he is not a perfect man– far from it actually– yet you still loved him, maybe even more and much fiercely. You understood and listened to all his stories, accepted him for how he is, the same way he did with you.
Leon’s wedding ring momentarily flashed a bright gold as sunlight reflected from the band, his hands on the wheel as he drove you to your high school. A little nervous was an understatement for how antsy you’re feeling, though you found it stupid to feel this way since these people somewhat remember you and you’re just visiting the school– you literally went to this school for four years and managed to survive each time. Leon stopped the car at a red light, upbeat pop music playing faintly on the radio. He turned to look at you and saw you bouncing your leg, eyes focused and brows furrowed as you stared out on the road. You snapped out of the negative flurry of thoughts troubling you, jerking slightly as you felt Leon’s large hand on your shoulder.
“A penny for your thoughts,” Leon says as he sees you mentally pop back into the car with him. “You okay?”
You nod, giving him a half-smile as you place a hand on top of his that was perched on your shoulder.
“Yeah, just a little nervous,” you say. Just before you could let Leon say another word, you decide to speak up about whatever was bugging you.
“It’s a little stupid, I know. I mean– I went to school with most of these people for about 4 years and managed to do just fine. God, it’s silly of me to be nervous–”
“Hey,” Leon softly interrupts. “It’s only natural for you to be nervous about this. It’s been a long time since you’ve seen them and you’re expecting change in how they act and look and you’re not sure in what way they’ve changed.”
“Yeah that too but… you know, what if I’m like– too boring again?”
“Too boring?” Leon says in a confused yet gentle tone. “Honey, you’re not ‘too boring’ and if they think so then they can buzz off.”
Leon’s words caused some confidence to stir within you, feeling a little better about yourself. This isn’t like high school anymore. You got this! You got this!
Since the red light switched to green, Leon had to withdraw his hand from your shoulder and put it on the brake handle for the car to start moving again.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. If someone’s bothering you, just yelp and I’ll beat them up.” Leon joked.
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After a few minutes of Leon driving and hyping yourself up some more, he finally arrives at the school and pulls up into the parking lot. After a few moments of choosing the perfect spot to park, he gets out of the car first in order to open the door for you, which you thanked him for.
You two walked into the entrance and you looked around. Not a lot has changed, not even the color of the paint on the walls though you realized that they probably gave it a fresh coat since it looked much more vibrant than what your memory told you to expect. The lockers were still where they were when you still went to this school but they no longer had the scratched paint and rusting locks, along with the residue of glue from stickers that had been forcefully peeled off.
“Silverlake High School’s Silver Archers,” Leon quietly mutters to himself. “Your school’s mascot is an archer?”
“Yeah. Though we didn’t have an archery club, which I found kinda silly,” you respond.
Leon hums and continues to look at the trophy case, occasionally reading some things out loud.
“Honey look,” Leon says. “I found you!”
He points to a small picture in the case; it was you with your ratty old glasses and a silver medal around your neck, a small trophy on your hands along with some flowers. You lit up as you looked at that image, the memory clear as day; you had won second place in the inter-school extemporaneous speech competition with other neighboring high schools. You shared this fact with Leon, whose eyebrows flew to his hairline as he looked at you and then the case and back to you again, thoroughly impressed.
“I wifed up a genius,” Leon exclaims. “So you managed to win a competition where they asked the world’s most pressing questions and only gave you a minute to compose your answer in front of everybody? And you had to make sure that your answer would fit in 6 minutes? God you’re so cool.”
You giggled a little bit at that, suddenly feeling like the coolest person in this entire Earth. You thought that this win is truly a feat but these facts coming from Leon’s mouth? Your husband saying it? It was as if you were doing his job, saving the world and fighting off the stuff of nightmares with a pistol; it sounded even more impressive coming from him. Now, he was taking his phone out to take pictures of the other awards you’ve won that were displayed on the case.
“Leon, we gotta hurry. The reunion might’ve started already!”
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Luckily, you two made it on time. Like magic, you were less anxious compared to earlier and managed to find the courage to even greet some of your classmates. Leon was proud that you were breaking out of your shell to greet them, really feeling it with each laugh and conversation shared with some old acquaintances.
“Oh? Who’s that? He’s hot,” your classmate asks. “Never seen him around before. I wonder if he’s single.”
You turn around to where she’s pointing, only to see that she was pointing at Leon. Your husband. Oh he sure as hell isn’t single.
“Oh him? He’s Leon. My husband,” you say. You weren’t one to get jealous but to hear your classmate call Leon ‘hot’ and wonder if he’s single triggered a reaction out of you.
She looked surprised, looking back at you and then him and back at you again like a deer in headlights.
“Wait… really? Like you’re really married?” she asked and it didn’t sound like she was ready to ask how you two met; she sounded like she wanted to know how someone like him could marry someone like you.
“Yeah, I can make a quick run to the court right now for a copy of our marriage certificate,” you half-joke in order to hide the growing feeling of hurt.
“Uh, haha…,” she mumbles. “He’s everything actually- like he’s really good eye-candy. You’re lucky he chose you, you know.”
“I’m lucky he chose me? What do you mean by that.” you say.
“What do you mean?” She asks, oblivious to the fact on how mean that sounded. Or maybe she was just playing oblivious.
“Nevermind.”
You retreat from the group walking up to Leon and watch people socialize. Before he can even ask, the emcee for the reunion calls everyone’s attention and says some words but even the volume of that loud-ass mic was not enough to drown out the doubt swirling on your mind. You’re only pulled out of your thoughts when you hear her voice again, this time talking to other people about how shocked she is that you’re married to him, out of all people. The plain Jane married to the absolute 10 she’s ever seen and how it’s a little comical to look at when there could’ve been much hotter women. You also hate how she keeps glancing back at him and giggling, not even sparing a glance at you.
“That woman cannot stop looking at me,” Leon whispers to you as he subtly motions to her.
“Her? Yeah, she called you ‘hot’ and ‘eye-candy’. She’s a little surprised to find out that you’re married to me,” you moodily mumble.
“Why is she surprised?,” he asks.
“Well, look at me and then look at you. You’re good-looking. Really good looking and I’m just here. To them, it would be more believable if you married some model or something. It’s like an ‘oh my god how did this marriage even happen’ moment.”
Leon looks at them, trained eyes staring them down for a solid few moments before turning his gaze back to you. “Well I kind of looked at me and then now I’m looking at you and I think you’re good-looking. Like really good-looking. I have a strong, intelligent, and independent person in front of me and I don’t think they need me but they still let me into their life. Yeah, I’m also having a ‘how did this marriage even happen’ moment’ because how did I get so lucky that out of all the people in this world, you fell in love with me and trusted the rest of your life and the lives after this to be spent with someone like me?”, he finishes. He’s looking at you like you’re the only thing in this world; he probably doesn’t need to look at the night sky in order to admire the stars when you have them in your eyes. The world just melted away into background noise, witness to the genuine love and loyalty Leon yields for you.
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NOTE - Finally got to finish another request, a few more to go so just wait for that :)) I love being on break, can't wait for the summer break so I get to write some more (currently on a week-long break after exams, hopefully i passed with high scores on all exams!!). ALSO IT'S RE4R'S 1ST YEAR ANNIVERSARY WHERE I'M FROM LETS GOOOOO RAAAHHHHH 💪💪🔥🔥 I also got resident evil and dmc shirts I begged my mom for (she had no choice but to say yes /hj). Also I'm starting an AO3 account for devil may cry fics, if anyone's interested ;) That's all and thank you for reading my fics, esp to the anon who requested this- I hope you I lived up to your expectations <33 I <33333 UUUUUUUU
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greensagephase · 8 months
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Miguel O'Hara (Spider-Verse)
★"Nonviolent Communication"★ (ongoing story; 190k words minus one-shots)
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soft!Miguel x SpiderFemReader; Slowburn; Colleagues to Friends to Lovers | After the events of BSTV, you're recruited into the Spider Society. Your boss is distant, works day and night. You can't help but feel intrigued by him despite his coldness. One day he shows up to your apartment after you fail to show up for duties.
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve Part Thirteen One-Shots (First three need to be read between Part Eleven and Part Twelve if reading the fic; Valentine's one-shot needs to be read after Part Twelve!) Thanksgiving One-Shot for Nonviolent Communication Blanca Navidad One-Shot for Nonviolent Communication New Year's One-Shot for Nonviolent Communication Valentine's Day One-Shot for Nonviolent Communication When they Met - short thought on their first interaction
OFFICIAL SPOTIFY PLAYLIST - NONVIOLENT COMMUNICATION
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THANK YOU SO MUCH, IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME!! ❤️ 🥹
☆Part One☆ "No Fever" "A Really Good Cook" ☆Part Two☆ "Two Random Coffee Cups" ☆Part Five☆ "So Serious"
☆Part Six☆ Miguel's Ofrenda ☆Part Seven☆ "Two Hot Drinks" "Merry Christmas" Miguel Receives Food ☆Part Eight☆ Seconds Tick By Miguel is Found
☆Part Nine☆ Recovering Miguel Cleaning Miguel's Face at the Infirmary Grumpy Miguel Eating Hospital Food Scars n All - Reader's view of Miguel! A Helping Hand ☆Part Ten☆ Trying to Not Make a Sound Ternura - Miguel Observing Y/N Peaceful Sleeping Hand Feeding Miguel! Miguel Smelling Reader's Sweatshirt Miguel Peacefully Sleeping Dreamy Sleeping ☆Part Eleven☆ Late Night Kids Talk - Reader and Her Peter Late Night Kids Talk - Reader and Her Peter (Full Version) Caught Dancing "I Wondered if Maybe... I Wasn't Enough" "Mwah!" Pinky Squeeze The Pinky Squeeze, A Sleeping Miguel, and Peter Sketches
☆Part Twelve☆ Pinky Squeeze Thinking ☆Part Thirteen☆ Comforting Miguel after His Nightmare Holding Hands - Miguel and a Reader's Spidersona ☆Other Art☆ Peter and his support for SpiderReader "I Bite" - Animatic Miguel (Possibly) Dancing due to his Record Player - Animatic Mayday's "Miggle" Nickname and Sweatshirts - Ask Thread Promise Me Miguel - AU by a lovely reader Record Player Peter's Photo ONE-SHOTS ART ☆Thanksgiving One-Shot Art☆ Peter B., Mayday, Miguel, and Lyla Miguel and Reader - Various Scenes Miguel Caught Staring ☆Blanca Navidad (Christmas) One-Shot Art☆ "... heard, appreciated, and ... loved." - Various Sketches ☆New Year's One-Shot Art☆ Drying Tears New Year's Photo ☆Valentine's One-Shot Art☆ Various Sketches
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★ Making Tamales with Miguel ★ Fluff ★ Baking Halloween Cookies with Miguel ★ Fluff ★ A November Morning ★ Fluff ★ Double Trouble 18+ ★ 2099 Miguel X Reader X Variant Miguel, adult themes, no plot | You find yourself with two Miguel's. ★ Double Trouble 18+ - Part Two ★ 2099 Miguel X Reader X Variant Miguel ★ Waking Up with Miguel ★ Fluff, short piece ★ Miguel on Peeling an Orange for you ★ Short Drabble, fluff ★ Miguel and His Wife/Husband ★ Short Drabble, fluff
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naffeclipse · 11 months
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For your Familiar AU If you could, listen to Silk by Crywolf. It's incredibly fitting and I may or may of had it on play while indulging in your fics
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I love how perfect this song is for the mood of Double Toil and Trouble. It's so sweet and somber and tender. I also love the chorus turns from speaking of *I* and turns into *You*.
And you'll devour me and finally know this love You will taste it in these muscle cords Feel it in the way I fill you And when the saints of hell surround you all at once You just tell them what I told you "Everything deserves to live on once it's gone"
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jisungsdaydreamer · 11 months
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Love Playlist | SERIES MASTERLIST
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«GENERAL M.LIST» · «NAVIGATION» · «TALK TO ME»
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SYNOPSIS A sweet collection of skz college au stories inspired by bts tracks 💕 (3/8) complete; can be read as standalones, but the stories are all connected!
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CONTENTS
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1. UGH! (Bang Chan)
Release Date: June 2nd, 2023 Pairing: Bang Chan x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, angst, fluff, enemies to lovers, forced proximity Warnings: swearing, mc has autism, misogynistic behavior (not Bang Chan), implications of ableism, bullying, short panic attack description Synopsis: Despite what everyone thinks, Christopher Bang is definitely not perfect. At least, not to you. After the election for Student Council President ends in an exact tie, you and Chris both end up as co-presidents, to your horror. But even though Chris is literally the bane of your existence, you try to remain professional and do your best to communicate with him only when absolutely necessary. But when circumstances force you together, you learn that maybe you and Chris aren’t as different as you thought.
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2. MAKE IT RIGHT (Lee Know)
Release Date: July 24, 2023 Pairing: Lee Know x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, exes to lovers, angst Warnings: swearing, messy break-up, mc has a fear of the dark, mild haunted house/Halloween descriptions Synopsis: You and Minho are the “golden couple” of your university. Well, you were. After letting the pressures of college life get in the way of your relationship, you end in a messy breakup. However, you both share a lot of friends and it’s impossible to avoid each other, so you both ignore your lingering feelings for each other. But love works in strange ways, and now yours needs to be made right.
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3. FAKE LOVE (Changbin)
Release Date: TBD Pairing: Changbin x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, fake dating, friends to lovers Warnings: TBA Synopsis: Growing up, you were always the black sheep of your family. You were never cute enough, or nice enough, or smart enough, and constantly singled out. Your family’s increased pressure on you to be better caused an uneasy rift between you. However, when you are invited to attend your sister’s wedding, you know you will never hear the end of it from your relatives if they find out you are still single. So, you end up taking your friend, Changbin, and he will pretend to be your date. But maybe your feelings for each other are not so fake after all…
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4. BUTTERFLY (Hyunjin)
Release Date: TBD Pairing: Hyunjin x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, strangers to lovers, angst, hurt/comfort Warnings: TBA Synopsis: After a heart-fluttering encounter with an enigmatic boy at a friend’s party, you let go of your reservations and your friends’ warnings to pursue him. Hyunjin may seem like a charismatic, humorous person, but when with you, he literally and metaphorically draws stars around your scars. But such a passionate love at such a young age can be fleeting, like a butterfly. Is it worth the risk?
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5. HOME (Han)
Release Date: May 7th, 2023 Pairing: Han x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, roommates to lovers, friends to lovers, mutual pining Warnings: mild swearing Synopsis: Jisung. Your roommate. Your best friend. The person you call when you need a ride home. The person who brings you ice cream when you’re sad. The person who you tried not to like, but failed anyway. So you bury your feelings. When the stress of impending exams doubles down, both you and Han must lean on each other even more to get through. But on one fateful night, everything changes.
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6. BLACK SWAN (Felix)
Release Date: TBD Pairing: Felix x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, angst, grumpy/sunshine Warnings: TBA Synopsis: Felix is everything you’re not: happy, sociable, optimistic. You’re everything Felix isn’t: grumpy, quiet, pessimistic. You aren’t a bad person, but it’s the circumstances that you face that keep you from enjoying your life, and Felix is a constant reminder of what you don’t and can’t have. When your troubles reach a climax, Felix resolves to help you, and no amount of sassy comments or eye-rolls will deter him.
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7. COFFEE (Seungmin)
Release Date: TBD Pairing: Seungmin x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, strangers to lovers Warnings: TBA Synopsis: Seungmin has never been a relationship person. And no, not even of the casual kind. He prefers independence, getting through college while working at his family’s coffee shop. One day, he’ll inherit the café and finally be able to thrive on his passion, but until then, he’ll keep his head down and work. His plans are thrown off when you breeze into the shop. His heart hurts watching you get stood up on every single date, but there is no way he’s smitten. It’s just customary to spend an extra ten minutes during the morning rush trying to pipe a creamer heart onto your coffee.
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8. BOY IN LUV (I.N)
Release Date: TBD Pairings: I.N x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, unrequited love Warnings: TBA Synopsis: Of course on the one night you let loose, at your best friend’s birthday party, you get too tipsy and end up kissing Jeongin, the guy who sits behind you in your chemistry class. And what makes it worse? You know he has a crush on you, and you definitely do not reciprocate. But no matter how many times you reject him afterwards, Jeongin insists you have feelings for him. But there is no universe where you would have feelings for Yang Jeongin, or his gorgeous smile.
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{Triad AU} Wukong ♡ Crafty Love
This is my own lil take/idea on the Triad AU by @skittlescripts​ - Basically you don't have a double life in my version but are the reincarnation of his love. Just cuz I can only write what my interest chooses to sit on, and it apparently didn't sit well with the by day/nightlife concept hfdngfhdngfd- So it ended up with picking a different path in my head. :'D
Smol doodle drawn by me with my persona cuz it fits more than a random Wukong screenshot. c:
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♡ ~ Fluff ~ ♡
Today was a pretty chill day for your workplace. You did have customers come in, but it wasn't as many as usual. Assuming people were simply busy themselves today, you didn't think much of it. Well, that was until one of your co-workers told you about how your boss seemed to have gotten into some trouble with a member of the local triad. Something along the lines of her having gotten into an argument over keeping the restaurant on their king's turf. But apparently it was a lower member, so he ended up threatening to get a higher-up. And customers who received the news were wary about eating there for a while.
Nothing happened however, so it seemed more like an empty threat from your boss's point of view.
And yet due to what you heard, you were a little bit on edge yourself. Mainly about the potential shut down of the restaurant, making you essentially jobless once more. And you actually did enjoy your job here.
You were the one who designed the restaurant aesthetically, making it feel more welcoming for those afraid of the organization lurking everywhere. And since the restaurant was in a rather shady part of Megapolis, it stood out quite a long. You were also in charge of making to-go packages look nicely. Aluminum animals were littered around the windows for show of your abilities in the crafts of origami and general design.
And it did garner a lot of attention because most passerby found it really cute. Even customers' children sometimes asked if they could make their own little animals with your assistance. But your skills did not make you famous or really be seen. You were quite invisible to the public eye, always sitting quietly in a corner or in the back of the restaurant. In fact, you were so invisible that the two powerful demons that came in later that day didn't notice you folding up another delivery for someone who ordered for pick-up. The customer specifically asked for a fox as a little gift for one of his family members. You yourself were so occupied by your artistic piece and playlist's music that you didn't notice them coming in either.
The demons were talking to your co-worker and were 'kindly' asking for your boss. And of course, your co-worker, terrified as she was, jogged towards the back to get your boss.
"Ugh, why does everyone keep on picking this part of the city for their business?" The monkey with an eye patch questioned while scrolling through his phone, thoroughly bored. He knew this 'talk' wouldn't take long, so why was he demanded to join in the first place?
The other simian leaning against the counter huffed, "Well, they simply don't learn this area is off-limits. I don't even see any reason to keep this restaurant here anyway. We can just scare off every customer if we go the non-violent route." He quickly flipped through the menu, or rather looked at solely the pictures. "Even the food here looks mediocre at best. Killing the people here plus the business would actually be a blessing."
"At least the decoration's nice. I mean, look at this cat!" The black-furred one commented, holding up a miniature kitten made out of aluminum foil he found by the counter.
"Hm, true", the other one admitted. His eyes then glanced around the room's decor... until his eyes landed on you.
You, who made The Great Sage instantly freeze in shock.
You, who was sitting lonely in the corner of the empty restaurant.
You... who looked like an exact replica of his long lost lover, just with different clothing.
His one and only beloved, who managed to tame this beast of a feral demon... until they died to another demon's talons. It caused the Monkey King to snap and make sure this demon would no longer serve as a reminder of what happened. The environment wasn't safe from the encounter either. Unfortunately, he was unable to bring you back, and he had no way of knowing if you would ever be able to reincarnate. But it seems he finally had found you after so many years. And you were the one behind the creation of the only good thing about this restaurant.
The monkey stared at you for so long that his eyes started to dilate and his tail started to slowly swish from side to side. His lips curled into a soft smile as he witnessed your happiness with your work. His friend seemed to notice and followed his gaze.
Ah. Now he understood.
He smirked at his superior's lovestruck expression. Until your co-worker returned, trailing behind your boss, who suddenly seemed a lot more anxious than ever before. The two monkeys gazes snapped back at the two women behind the counter. One monkey seemed amused while the other seemed to have been caught off-guard.
"Yeah, so, we came here because one of my men noticed your restaurant and you were not willing to leave our turf. And we came to settle what he didn't manage to do", the black-furred one stated nonchalantly, his gaze lingering back onto his phone, seemingly searching for something specific.
"Oh Great Sage Equal To Heaven! I beg of you! Please don't kill us!" Your boss pleaded, lowering her head and putting her hands together.
The Great Sage's eyes then glanced back over to you, still vibing to your music and smiling at your crafty little work. You just finished another smaller fox as extra, and he couldn't help but find it absolutely adorable. He then looked back at your boss with a smirk. "You know what? Nevermind, you get to keep your lives and your business."
Confused, yet still frightened, your boss asked him what made him change his mind.
"Simple. You got one amazing and absolutely stunning crafty person working here. Would be a shame if anything happened to your or this business while they still work here~", he answered as his eyes traveled back over to your corner. Your boss glanced between him and you repeatedly before laughing in what one could only describe as a mix of relief and confusion... or concern.
"W-Well, they are a great person, indeed! I assigned them to this task specifically because they don't want to be seen or have to talk to customers. So we- ...huh?" Your boss stopped, watching helplessly as The Great Sage Equal To Heaven approached your seat with his hands in his pockets. Both her and your co-worker were silently praying for your life.
You were still busy with another aluminum animal, when you suddenly felt someone's presence drawing closer. You finally looked up when the person was hovering over you. "Um... may I help you, sir?" You asked as you took off your headphones. What you didn't expect was that the person was a monkey with fancy-looking clothing. He was blushing a little but you were too confused to notice. Apparently you didn't recognize him. He saw it as mostly a blessing because he didn't want the reincarnation of his beloved to fear him. The way you were so casual towards him was what drew him into your past life's relationship in the first place.
"Oh, I just saw your fascinating little crafts and wanted to say you- I-I mean, they look lovely!" He stammered out nervously. You blinked at him before leaning over the table to grab a little aluminum monkey you made before. It wasn't quite as accurate as the birds you've created, but it was still recognizable. You then held up the mini monkey in front of him with a smile.
"Would you like to have this one? It's not great by any means, I'm... still practicing monkeys. I-I hope it doesn't look offensive, otherwise I could-" "It's perfect..." He cut you off, gently taking the animal made out of foil. He would hate himself if he accidentally damaged it in any way with his strength. His claws barely brushed over the softness of your hands, but it was enough to make him feel the tingling sensation you imprinted on him. The Great Sage then gave you a loving smile and a nod in appreciation, "Thank you..."
While the two of you were chatting away about your masterpieces, laughing when certain jokes were made, your boss and co-worker were baffled. They wouldn't have believed it if the scene wasn't playing out right in front of their eyes. The Sun Wukong, Great Sage Equal To Haven, leader of the most feared triad, and immortal Monkey King... was casually talking to a practically invisible stranger without threatening them even once. Or even making them feel uncomfortable.
Were you so oblivious to the fact that you were speaking to a man who could not only kill you, but also destroy everything around you without even trying?
Well, it wasn't so much about being oblivious than it was just about being a decent person. You've heard of the triad, and you've heard rumors of the infamous Monkey King. However, that doesn't mean you would necessarily have to treat him any different to any other customer since you didn't know him personally. You've never even seen the guy until now. And by his looks, you could easily assume it was him.
Meanwhile Macaque seemed amused by the situation. Something only he seemed to have noticed was Wukong's tail wagging happily. Its movement wasn't fast, but it still reminded him of a dog who found its long missing owner. So he couldn't help but take a picture of the scene. It wouldn't serve so much as blackmail, but it would be enough to calm him down with a picture of you if the other simian started to go off again.
And if that wasn't enough, he took some extra pictures of specifically you being happy with Wukong.
"So what you're saying is that if I order food for pick-up or delivery, you would be the one packing it up?" The orange monkey asked, purposefully playing dumb.
"Yeah, unless I'm sick or have a day off. Then one of my co-workers does the packing instead", you responded, pointing in the counters' general direction. Your co-worker let out a nervous squeak before hiding behind your boss.
"Great, so I'll get to see your pretty face a lot more often!" Your face turned a light shade of red at his comment. Too shocked that someone, anyone, let alone The Great Sage would compliment you past your work. He gave you a grin, "It's decided. You can expect me to order food at least once a day."
You blinked in absolute confusion, meanwhile your co-workers were dumbfounded. "Eh?"
"Well, it was nice talking to a stunning and demon-friendly person such as yourself, peaches. But I believe my visitation time's up for today. I hope you're back here tomorrow though." He winked at you at the end, making your blush darken just a bit that he could still notice.
"And don't worry about your business, boss lady", he added as he turned towards the counter with a smirk. "So long as your amazing artist's working here, this restaurant is under the triad's protection. Anyone who tries to get rid of it will have to get through me and my men first." His eyes seemed to darken just a little as his smirk grew into something a bit more sinister. The Monkey King let out a laugh at your co-workers' scared expressions. The dark-furred simian on the other hand huffed in amusement, showing his own fanged grin to the two women. This seemed to scare them a few steps further away from the counter he was now sitting on.
The orange-furred monkey then pulled out a pen and used a piece of unused foil before writing something down on it. He then slid it over the table towards you, placing his other hand on his hips. "Here, feel free to text or call me anytime. And by anytime, I do mean anytime. Feel free to also contact me when you feel unsafe or just want company! I really wouldn't mind showing up in person!"
To be honest, it was actually strange for Macaque to see his old friend act this weirdly. He could tell Wukong was trying to sway and seduce you. But due to how he wasn't trying to do it to manipulate you, and him haven't genuinely done this in hundreds of years, he kind of lost his touch. The shadow monkey could see him struggling as he was a nervous mess on the inside.
His tail gave away his nervous vibes the most. It kept on moving around, curling in on itself, as well as seemingly trying to hold itself back from just wrapping around you for much needed comfort. You glanced at the info written down on the piece of aluminum before gently smiling at him with a nod. "Will do, thanks! It was nice chatting with you too, Mr. Monkey King."
"Please, just call me Wukong. 'Mister' just makes me feel an extra millennium older."
"But you are old, grandpa!" Macaque exclaimed from across the room, earning him a death glare from his ticked off boss.
"You're one to talk, emo dinosaur!" The King snapped back. You couldn't help but let out a small laugh at their childish insults, making the orange-furred monkey slowly turn towards you, his heartbeat seemingly increasing at the sound. He needed to hear your laugh more.
"Anyway, I'll take this with me," he stated as he picked up one the menus from the table, "and we'll be on our way now. See you tomorrow, peaches~" The Great Sage then rather aggressively grabbed the other amused demon by the back of his coat, casually picking him up and carrying him towards the exit, the aluminum monkey still being gently held by his other hand. "Move along Macaque, we don't have all day."
"Until next time, (Y/N)!" Macaque called out as he waved at you as best as he could, still being carried away like a kitten.
...How did he know your name? You only told Wukong during your conversation... 'Man, those rumors about the Six-Eared Macaque having incredible hearing must be true if he was able to hear that', you thought. Little did you know that he already knew your name despite his hearing.
However, from that day on your life's daily routine changed. Wukong would ask for a different order everyday, testing out everything from the menu to see if it was even worth buying more than one specific order everytime. And any food he didn't like he would give to MK to try out. His adoptive son was actually pretty fond of the restaurant's food, to the point where he would either go eat there by himself, with friends or come eat with his dad. Most of the time the triad would only ask to grab pick-up food, but there were days where members would actually eat by the tables. You weren't sure if they only asked for pick-up as to not scare away any non-triad customers, but it did seem to invite in more people each day.
Wukong would sometimes also stay at the restaurant, specifically eating at the same table as you while you were packing up other peoples' orders. He started off pretty nervous during your first conversations, but he quickly became a lot more casual with you. Even his flirting attempts became a lot smoother and would easily catch you off-guard, leaving you a blushing mess everytime. Meanwhile you decided to show him how to create his own little army of aluminum animals.
It might take a while to get you to fully fall for him again, but he would do anything to be with you forever. Even if simple little animal crafts would bring you two closer step by step. Reincarnation or not, he loved you until the day he dies...
Which is saying a lot in his case.
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zvdvdlvr · 9 months
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Can you make something for Wednesday about Her crying and running into r dorm?
⎯ ❝ jellies ❞ | wednesday addams
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☆ - synopsis :: Wednesday wasn't used to emotions other than anger, so when there was an odd sensation in her throat and eyes she goes to the one person who could get her sane again.
☆ - warnings :: crying, female reader, ooc wednesday?, sadness, character death (a fictional character kicks the bucket in a double fictional book), aquarium date >:p
☆ - playlist :: track one ,, track two ,, track three ,, track four ,, track five
☆ - notes :: i want to go to the aquarium with her and let her tell me morbid facts about the sea 😝🫂 MALE READER VERSION HERE! (currently in progress!)
☆ - ver. :: female! reader. [MALE READER VERSION HERE! (currently in progress!)]
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Wednesday sat back in her seat, letting the hard wood dig into her spine. Tiny needles pricked behind her eyes in a particularly painful way while Wednesday struggled to process the words she just read. The raven haired girl felt her stomach seize in body- a sensation that normally felt thrilling but now made her feel overwhelmed in a bad way.
She kept reading. Wednesday's already cold body grew even colder. She gnawed onher lip and couldn't tell why her vision was blurring- unless she was unaware that she was stabbed and was curently suffering from a bad case of exsanguination.
Despite her discomfort in reading on, Wednesday finished the last few paragraphs of the chapter and started to her girlfriend's dorm.
Flinging the door open, Wednesday stood in the doorway of y/n's dorm. Octavia, y/n's dormmate, was out. y/n was on her bed, doodling in her sketchbook while listening to music at a quiet volume. After a few seconds, y/n looked upto see her visitor. y/n raised a brow at Wednesday's expression.
"You look like you were force fed an orange and then got sentanced to the electric chair," y/n blurted. Her eyes widened at her own words and a part of Wednesday wanted to smirk at her girlfriend's statement.
"I would much rather prefer the electric chair than this... Hell," Wednesday spat as she made her way over to where y/n sat. Shoving the bookmarked book into y/n's hands, the eldest Addams child waited until y/n read what happened with her body frozen. "I hate this. My eyes- my eyes feel odd. Like there is somethi- like I got pepper sprayed. I feel..."
y/n eyed Wednesday. "You feel sad?"
Wednesday shuddered. "Yes," she mumbled.
The two sat in silence. Wednesday relaxed slightly, leaning over slowly until her shoulder touched y/n's. She hd her breath and waited for a reaction- exhaling when y/n rested her head on Wednesday's. "I have an idea. It might help to take your mind off of your book, y'know, until you're ready to start again," y/n spoke up finally.
Wednesday
sighed and opened her eyes. "Only if it involves a handful of screaming victims and a knife," she answered half-heartedly.
y/n detached herself from Wednesday and grabbed keys, her wallet, and took a drink of water from one of her water bottles before moving toward the door. "Even better! Let's go, 'Day."
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"Are you allowed to do this?" Wednesday asked with a raised eyebrow as y/n drove down the road, away from the school.
Switching on the radio and her phone, y/n shrugged. "I have my license and a car- pull up the playlist labeled 'late night drives with pookie'- and Weems didn't say I couldn't… It's not like you'd care if we snuck out anyway," y/n smirked, eying Wednesday as she rolled her eyes and pulled up the playlist y/n wanted.
After handing y/n back her phone, Wednesday looked out the window as 'Les' by Childish Gambino filtered through the air. In all honesty, y/n was right: Wednesday didn't care if they got in trouble. It's not like they'd get kicked out for going… well, Wednesday didn't know where they were going but probably nowhere that would get the pair expelled.
"Where are we going?"
y/n smiled at Wednesday's tiny hand unconsciously reaching for y/n's. "An aquarium."
"There aren't any aquariu- oh." They were going out out. Like, out of county probably.
"Do you not want to go?"
No, I want to go. "I couldn't care any less," Wednesday stated, still looking out the window. She didn't see y/n's impish grin as she drove.
About ten minutes into their drive, the lowly rumble of thunder accompanied Lana del Rey's 'Ride'. Night fell slowly, revealing the fading reds and oranges. Wednesday switched between looking at the sky through the window and looking at y/n. y/n had one hand on the wheel and another resting on the centre console.
The drive in total was about an hour and Wednesday would never admit it but she was dozing off. Anyway, y/n got out and pulled a couple twenties from her wallet and put them in her pocket. "Come on, love," she said to Wednesday.
It was still raining a little bit, but the pair didn't mind. As she approached the building, Wednesday observed the stained glass above the entrance. She liked the deep blues and emerald greens and the design. Wednesday just liked stained glass in general.
"Are you looking for any species in particular, Day?" y/n asked happily after paying for both of them.
Wednesday made a mental note to pay y/n back. Yes. "No," she answered shortly.
"Okay," y/n responded in the same tone as before.
The pair passed multiple boring things that neither Wednesday nor y/n payed attention to. Eventually, they both started seeing cooler things. The main three attractions, though, where the piranhas, otters, and jellyfish
They both split apart but made sure to keep within a 10 foot radius of each other. Wednesday wandered to see the piranhas while y/n asked where they were availiable for purchase. After the piranhas, y/n made a point to go see the otters.
Three otters were in the water. Two mostly kept to themselves but the third and smallest otter was proudly showing off. The little guy swam really close to y/n, making her smile brightly at the creatures in front of her.
After prying y/n away from the otter section, the couple found themselves at a door. The door let them down a hall filled with tanks of different species of jellyfish. Wednesday opened the door and they both stepped in.
"Damn," y/n whispered. Because of the late time, there weren't many people at the aquarium, so there wasn't anyone in the jellyfish area.
The lights were so dim you cod probably say they weren't even on. There were small colored lights in the tanks that matched the color that was used to illuminate the words written in the plaque near the tanks that talks about the jelly.
Wednesday awkwardly grasped y/n's hand and they started looking at the jellyfish. Sea nettles, small compass jellies and one tiny immortal jellyfish all pulsed around the water, reflecting the wonder on y/n's features- something Wednesday didn't see much of.
"I love jellyfish, Wednesday Addams," y/n murmured, watching the boneless creatures with soft eyes.
Wednesday didn't know it but she looked at y/n the same way she looked at the jellies. "I am observant enough to know that on my own," she replied quietly. "Jellyfish kill eight times as many people per year than sharks."
"I bet."
A comfortable quiet fell over the two as they kept walking. Wednesday didn't really remember much- she was too busy watching y/n. Wednesday hadn't seen y/n like this ever. It was nice, actually, to see her enjoyment. Maybe she wanted an excuse to leave the school and used Wednesday's… emotions as said excuse. In any case, Wednesday was having a pleasantly calm time.
"Moon jellies," y/n whispered to herself. She unthreaded her fingers from Wednesday's and walked over to the open tank that sat just near the exit. The lighting had gotten brighter, revealing a sign that said 'MOON JELLYFISH- SAFE TO TOUCH! DO NOT REMOVE FROM WATER OR TRY TO CONSUME'. A smaller sign was taped to the previous saying that the attendant will be back shortly.
"Are you going to touch one?" y/n asked, rolling up her sleeves. "They're considered safe to touch because the moon jellyfish's sting isn't powerful enough to penetrate human skin. Just… in case you didn't know," y/n explained.
"I know. I do not want to touch the Aurelia aurita," she answered.
She watch y/n dip her hand into the cold water and let her fingers brush the bell of one of the medium sized jellies. y/n let out a breathless laugh, running a knuckle over another bell of a small jellyfish. "So tiny," she mumbled, twirling her finger around the water above a jellyfish barely even six inches.
"Move," Wednesday said, rolling up her sweater sleeve. She mirrored y/n's actions, petting the jellyfish's bell. Despite the frigid water, Wednesday felt a warmth form in her lower belly that spread up her sternum and down her arms and into her head. She felt the warmth travel down her legs and settle into her toes as she basked in the presence of her beautiful girlfriend.
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"Did that… take your mind off of your book, love?" y/n asked when they slid into a booth of a lone Steak 'n Shake.
"Yes. It did. Th-I appreciate it. Thank you, y/n." Wednesday's stutter made y/n chuckle.
"Of course, darling."
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