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yawneon · 3 months

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PROJECT : REBUS !

a/n : my second little fic thingy on this app 🤭 i’m writing this at 4am, sorry if there’s any little mistakes. (i’m feeding my own mattheo riddle delusions)

pairing : mattheo riddle x gn!slytherin!reader

summary : you hated mattheo riddle, loathed him almost but all shit hits the fan when things go missing in your and his dorm, so the only logical thing to do is to band together and find out what in merlin’s name is going on.

!!! : sherlock holmes era, im funny i swear, fluff, enemies to teammates to lovers, im gonna write this one longer promise, a little bit on y/n (we love them), nicknames, references of non-canon slytherin characters (lorenzo berkshire, mattheo riddle.. obviously 😭😭), half-blood reader, mattheo is annoying

part 1! / …

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it wasn’t out of the ordinary for mattheo riddle, son of the dark lord, to be annoying you in some way. it was his hobby, (or atleast that’s what he’d like to call it). no matter how many times you tell him to fuck off or leave you alone he just could never grasp the idea of it, it was out of his nature to leave you alone because it was like you two were made for eachother (again what he would like to describe it as).

“back off riddle.” you warned. you were currently at a slytherin party, your team had just won the quidditch match and your whole house seems over the moon. well everyone but you.

“come on, jelly bean.” mattheo looks at you with a shit-eating grin on his face. he pokes your side causing you to swat his hand away in an instant. it was hard to hear him over the blasting music and the sight of blaise on a table singing his heart out but you just knew that whatever he said was a teasing little snarky comment. “riddle.” you warn again giving him a stern look, “just one dance cookie and then i’ll leave you alone..” he gives you a fake pout, his bottom lip jutting out. looking him up and down you fake gag causing him to pout even further, a cheeky smirk ghosting on his lips.

you roll your eyes at him and your legs move away from him (for what felt like the fifth time that night ((it was.)) and he tries to follow you to annoy you further but he’s interrupted by a soft hand on his forearm pulling him, with one quick look to the hufflepuff student who somehow found themselves snaked into the party. his gaze leaves you as he’s quickly distracted by the person and you keep walking. it was going to be a long night obviously so since they had only just started.

you find yourself stood with your friends pansy, daphne, theodore, and draco . you stood around drinking a mystery concoction made by lorenzo and you wonder to yourself who the fuck gave him the job of making these drinks. “these are deadly, merlin.” you groan wincing at the burn in your throat as you swallow the liquid in the cup. pansy snickers at your comment bringing the red cup to her lips, “i mean yeah look who’s behind them.” she laughs taking a sip. “hey [name], are you and mattheo like a thing?” daphne ask, fiddling with her golden necklace that hung around her collarbone. you almost spit your drink out and the two boys around you chuckle at your reaction. “why would you ever make such an assumption?” your face must contort into a disgusted confused mix because everyone around you starts chuckling to themselves.

“well, i’ve got a friend in ravenclaw and i’d think they’d be a great match. it’s just that he’s always around you so i just assumed you guys were i don’t know.. into eachother?” daphne smiles shyly, her intentions seem true and you knew that she doesn’t like mattheo since he’s not really.. her type. “daphne..” you put a hand on her shoulder comically, “you can have him.. on one condition.. you make sure he never speaks to me again.” you snicker, daphne beams and nods profusely promising you that you will not be disappointed.

you and mattheo had been what seemed like enemies since like forever. the first thing he did to make you hate him was when he dunked your head into a volubilis potion in first year causing you to sound like a chipmunk for 3 days and since that day you have never had a break from mattheos constant efforts to humiliate you. first it was the potion, then pushing you off your broom, setting your robe on fire in transfiguration, the list goes on really. but mattheo continued to play dumb all the way up to sixth year. it was weird, the fact he acted absolutely oblivious, but you thought he was just teasing you again.

the night died down slowly and after about 3 hours of talking, laughing and drinking you head back to your dorm. you arrive at your dorms door, met with it slightly ajar. you think that it was weird before venturing onwards sinking yourself into the chair at your desk, you were a lucky student, having a dorm to yourself was a blessing. hearing daphne’s and theodore’s constant complaints on snoring, messiness and fights you found yourself encapsulated in the warm fortunes of being able to have a room to yourself, (even if it did get lonely).

sitting up from the wooden chair, you shower and change into more suitable sleeping attire which was obviously your pajamas you brought from home accompanied by slippers. you fall into your bed with a tired sigh, your eyes wandering over your dorms ceilings, then walls, the lights, the desk and your jewellery stand in which your rings that your family have kept as an heirloom for years centuries were missing.

they were missing.

the. rings. were. missing.

you sit up from the bed in a comical way, you could’ve sworn there were onomatoepias surrounding the air around you. jolting up quickly you rush to look for the rings. you check in the holder, on the desk, on the floor, in the blankets, under the pillows, anywhere you could think of. if you were found to have lost your prized family heirloom your mother would have your head on a stick and you would be fed to the dogs. you HAVE to find the rings. even if you died doing it.

you were searching for that shit, like it was your life elixir. as if it was the elder wand. people would hate thought you were crazy by the way you were looking. it was funny almost seeing someone squirm and rush around such a small area. your sheets were being yanked off your bed and your chest at the foot of your bed was being emptied and rearranged. you looked like you were on drugs, it was bad. you looked like a lunatic, it was horrid. but you gotta do what u gotta do..

to say you were panicking would be an understatement. you were frantic, desperate even. you were on all fours checking every single crevice and crack of that room 15 times over just for there to be nothing. it hasn’t even been an hour since you stepped foot into your dorm. your eyes are wide with anxiety sinking in and you unconsciously start pacing your room.

your mind runs laps thinking about any and every possibility. maybe they grew legs and walked away, maybe there was no rings in the first place and you were just crazy, maybe you’re family was crazy. maybe nothing was real like ever.

you paced up and down your room, hands in your hair basically clawing at it thinking of every scenario possible and every single step you took that day.

1. you woke up.

2. you went to the bathroom and did your business.

3. you changed into your uniform.

4. you checked the rings were still there, they were.

5. you went on about your day.

every single day you check the rings are there. you wouldn’t wear them incase they got damaged so you settled with keeping them on a porcelain plate next to your notebook. every single friend and basically everyone in your year knows how valuable they are and you would a word (avada kadavra) anyone without hesitation if they touched them so no one ever did.

well there is one person that might have and would if he felt especially annoying that day.

you found yourself pounding on mattheo riddles dorm door. the knocks echoed throughout the hall. some partygoers are still hung around in deep conversation, lorenzo seems to be off his shift as the bartender and he is seemingly in his dorm.

you wait for an answer at the door for what feels like eternity (2 minutes) and you being hammering at the door next.

a muffled voice pleads for you to stop and blaise opens the door groggily, fatigue from the party taken over his state of mind.

“where is he.”

“where is who?”

“you know who blaise.”

blaise looks behind him, looking over the beds in his dorm. enzo is in bed, and blaise just got out of his. he looks at mattheos bed and its unmade but its empty.

“not here.” blaise sighs, wiping a tired hand over his eyes.

“then where is he?” you grumble.

“astronomy tower maybe, he likes taking a smoke out there at night. to see stars or some sappy shit.” blaise replies.

you thank blaise quickly and you apologise for the intrusion before quickly picking up your feet from the floor and going to the astronomy tower.

the halls of hogwarts when it was empty were always cold and a bit uneasy when you walk through them at night. knowing that there are ghosts in the walls and there might be other students or things around frighten you but the only thing your running on right now is the drink lorenzo made and pure anger.

your slippers tap on the tile beneath your feet echoing through the walls. you twist up the astronomy tower stairs quickly and you silently enter the icy breeze of the open class. the smell of smoke quickly comes over you, foretelling you that your target was indeed here.

“riddle.” you growl looking at the boy. he felt as if your eyes were piercing holes straight through him and he turns around slowly cigarette still in his mouth. mattheo’s eyes were wide and his face looked guilty.

“i swear whatever theo said he’s lying.” mattheo blurts out quickly. his eyes trail down to your slippers up your long fuzzy pajama pants and then to your night shirt, a quiet smile grows on his face but he’s quick to hide the pink on his cheeks with a snarky remark. “cute outfit, [name]” he laughs taking a long drag of his cigarette.

“did you steal my stuff mattheo?”

“who?” he replies, his lips curl into a smile.

“what?” you make a weird face at him, “did you steal my things?” you say again.

“you said my name.” he laughs out softly his eyes meeting the sky above him. “also no.” mattheo sighs out.

you walk to the ledge of the astronomy tower where he stood and you lean your elbows against the chill metal. “riddle-“ you try to begin but your cut off instantly, “mattheo.” he says. “call me mattheo please.” he says almost shyly, you narrow your eyes at him before shaking your head giving into the boys request.

“mattheo i really need you to be honest with me okay?” you turn to look at him, “did you steal my stuff?”.

“i didn’t [name].” he looks back at you, “right.” you reply, slight mistrust laces your tone but mattheo ignores it as he finishes up smoking his cigarette.

“im being serious!” he whines, the top of the cigarette being dragged across the railing. you give him a nod, coming off a tad sarcastic but mostly trusting.

“my stuff went missing too.” mattheo blurts out, he looks at you breathing out a smoky sigh. you look at him puzzled, you squint your eyes at him trying to read his expression.

with your squinted eyes and mistrusting expression an idea pops up into your head.

not one you like and most definitely not one you’d pitch to mattheo riddle.

but it was better than just sulking around.

“well if we both got robbed, on the same night what are the chances it was the same person?” you sigh out your eyes drawing to the stars above you.

“high?” he replies,

“so as much as i hate this- why dont we help eachother out and look for them together.”

“are you asking me to become your detective partner, honey bun?” he teases you with a sly grin.

“don’t make me change my mind riddle.” you glare at him.

“fine.. i will since your prrrractically begging me to ~” he smiles childishly, a slight gleam in his eyes.

you roll your eyes and groan,

this was a bad idea.

@yawneon

#mattheo riddle #hogwarts #thank you yasmine amaro #harry potter #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle x you #mattheo riddle is annoying #slytherin boys #slytherin

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junkiespromise · 1 year

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the eras - masterlist

Twenty two stories inspired by the lyrics from all Taylor Swift albums.

drivers: mv1, dr3, ln4, sv5, pg10, fa14, cl16, aa23, eo31, lh44, ms47, cs55, gr63, op81.

note/warnings: english is not my native language, so there will probably be some spellings mistakes, even though i will try to have as least as possible. Also, you can request from any of drivers above with whatever songs you want that has not been asigned to a driver, if the song is followed by three dots then you can leave a request for that song. Please read the specific warnings for each story as there will probably be some angst and some topics you may not be comfortable reading :)

PS: I will also be posting other stories and social media Au's and if you want to request for any other song for taylor or any type of Au/imagine freely do so. :)

If you want to get tagged on the next stories just leave a comment and I will do it

Teardrops on my Guitar | pg10

They had been friends for years, her always yearning for him to look at her like she did just once but he never did and she wishes that the girl he loves can adore him like she does.

Tim Mcgraw | ...

"And i was right there beside him all summer long. And then the time i woke up to find that summer gone"

Superstar | ms47 (2.4k words)

Where two young kids fall in love but the world one of them is involved in seems to be against their happiness.

The Way I Loved You | ... & ...

"And he says, you look beautiful tonight, and I feel perfectly fine. But i miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain"

Enchanted | cs55

At one of those fancy parties they met, those where she had to be introduced to everybody with a shaking hand or a nod. But she left with a tingling sensation and the need to know more about him.

Back to December | dr3 (soon to be made a series)

She knew that if she could go back in time she would re do everything a do it right this time. But she can't and now she only has those memories left.

Begin Again | pg10 (2.0k words)

All the love she ever knew was one that hurted and burned but at a Parisian coffe shop on a wednesday she realized that maybe that was not all that love had to offer.

Stay, Stay, Stay | mv1 (requested)

"Before you, I'd only dated self-indulgent takers, who took all of their problems out on me, but ypu carry my groceries and now I'm always laughing"

You Are in Love | ln4

Best friends, that's what they called each other, even with the dances and pictures in offices they still called each other that. But a drunk call on a late night might change everything.

Wildest Dreams | sv5 (requested)

"You'll see me in hindsight, tangled up with you all night, burning it down. Someday when you leave me, I bet these memories. Follow you around"

How You Get The Girl | ln4 (requested)

After months of back and forths and unofficial relationships he finds himself infront of her house completely soaked but with the intention to work things out

Style | ...

"And when we go crushing down, we come back every time, 'cause we never go out of time"

New Years Day | lh44 (requested)

"Don't read the last page, but I stay when it's hard, or it's wrong, or we're making mistakes I want your midnights, but I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year's Day"

Gorgeous | ms47

He can't quite understand what he's done to her as she seems to despise him so much, if he only knew the reason why.

I Think He Knows | ln4 (requested)

"Lyrical smile, indigo eyes, hand on my thigh We can follow the sparks, I'll drive. So where we gonna go? I whisper in the dark. Where we gonna go? I think he knows"

Cornelia Street | lh44 (requested)

"Windows swung right open, autumn air Jacket 'round my shoulders is yours We bless the rains on Cornelia Street Memorize the creaks in the floor"

The Lakes | sv5

When the world seems to haunt them they find themselves looking for each other on the toughest times

Mirrorball | mv1

Where he tries to do everything to please everybody but when he's with her he can be his true self.

Gold Rush | cl16

Her mind can't understand why everybody is so infatuated by the Charles Leclerc until she finds her heart fluttering when he's around and can not explain it.

Ivy | lh44

Where she finds herself in the claws of a love less relationship and even knowing it's wrong she goes to seek comfort and love in the arms of another

Midnight Rain | ...

"My boy was a montage, a slow-motion, love potion. Jumping off things in the ocean I broke his heart 'cause he was nice"

Maroon | cs55

The rise and fall of a short but, oh, so, ardent relationship, between two strangers who one night met and became more than that.

♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡ ♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡

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pedroshotwifey · 6 months

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Hungry Like The...

Pairing: Werewolf!Frankie Morales x AFAB!Reader

Word Count: 3.6k

Tags/Warnings: Smut, PIV sex, oral sex (f receiving), fluff, established relationship, no use of y/n, Frankie has a monster cock, im missing stuff but I want to go to bed so...

Summary: You and Frankie decide to attend an 80s themed Halloween party. Through all of the excitement, you must have forgotten what day the full moon falls on.

A/N: I'm gonna go ahead and say that I rushed the absolute fuck out of this one, but I think it turned out pretty good. I really kind of jumped outside of my comfort zone with this, so I'm kinda proud that I did that. That being said, please feel free to call me out on anything that might not make sense or anything that I should change at all because I'm half clueless with this kind of stuff. Please consider reposting and/or liking. Thank you for reading and HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! <3

***

You have no idea where Frankie snuck off too.

He claimed he was going to get the two of you more drinks, but that was about ten minutes ago. You’re well aware that it should have taken less than half of that for him to find his way to the refreshment table, pick up some drinks, and bring them back to you.

Right now, though, you’re too blissed out to care—not that you have much to worry about with your loving boyfriend anyway. The lights are almost blinding as you spin around beneath them, but they transform into a nice glow thanks to the buzz you’re sporting. “Mony Mony,” is blaring through the speakers and you're in your zone as you swing your hips to the beat.

You’re glad that Frankie had suggested that you two attend this party specifically. The only requirements were that you had to dress up as an 80’s character in order to fit the era the party revolves around. 80’s costumes, 80’s music, 80’s decor. Luckily for you, the 80’s is one of your absolute favorite decades, and you’re pretty sure Frankie knew that when he signed the two of you up.

The dance floor is packed with people to the point where you can’t stretch out all the way without bumping into someone. Usually, that would irk you, but you can’t find it in you to mind tonight. It’s not like anybody else does.

As you snap your hips to the beat, you look around at all the different costumes in the crowd. You see a handful of Star Wars characters, a couple of Freddy Kruegers, some Ghost Busters, and—of course—a shit ton of Madonnas. The rest, for the most part, are pretty original.

You’re pretty proud of your own costume, to be honest. You had spent a couple of weeks configuring a custom-made Storm costume. You’ve been an X-Men fan for as long as you can remember, and it made you so happy to try on your costume for the first time a few days ago. It’s pretty damn spot-on.

Frankie, on the other hand, had insisted on being a werewolf. Like turning into one once a month wasn’t enough already. You had simply rolled your eyes and asked him what he had in mind so you could make his costume. It was worth it to see the way he lit up, even though he’s cutting it close with the party’s theme.

After the year he had, he deserves to be happy—even if it means you have to endure his stupid jokes every now and again. When he gets tipsy, his goofy humor always makes an appearance. It’s one of your favorite parts about nights out with your boyfriend. He never fails to make you laugh.

Just as you begin to worry that he might have gotten lost in the crowd, you feel a hand spin you around. You’re getting ready to tell someone off until you come face to face with those irresistible brown eyes.

“Hey there, Hermosa,” he says as he cuddles up to you, swaying you to the song. “Having fun, sweetheart?”

You giggle as he bends down and nuzzles his face into your neck. Glancing down, you almost aren’t surprised to see that he doesn’t have any drinks.

“Frankie?” You ask casually as you throw your arms around him.

“Hmm?”

“Did you find the drinks?”

Suddenly, he stops moving and stands up straight again, a playful smile plastered across his face.

“Guess not,” he says. “Found something to eat, though,” he winks and you playfully roll your eyes as he throws himself back onto you. As the song changes to “When Doves Cry”, he begins to dance with you. Frankie has never been the best dancer, but it's better this way. Neither of you take anything seriously as you push and pull your bodies together, giving eachother flirty kisses every now and again.

You laugh as you bump into someone and flash them an apologetic look. Frankie really loves to bring out your careless side. You honestly didn’t know you were capable of being so care-free until you had met him. Sometimes he makes you feel as if nothing else matters but you and him. It’s times like these that you really realize just how lucky you are to have him.

“Alright, baby,” Frankie says after a moment, bringing you out of your thoughts. “I’m going to go get us those drinks now.”

Instead of answering him, you get up on your tip-toes and kiss him. He begins to wrap his arms around you again, but you gently push him off, giving him a faux stern look.

“Alright, alright, I get it, baby, I’m going!” he says over the music before turning around to scamper away.

You have to suppress a giggle when he jolts as you deliver a light slap to his ass. He turns just enough to flash you a dirty look, and you give him one of feigned innocence in return, well aware he’ll get you back for that eventually if you continue to tease.

“Hurry up, wolfboy!” you shout after him.

***

Alright, you’re actually about to be pissed this time.

There’s absolutely no way he lost you—or rather, you lost him—twice. He has to be playing with you, right? Whatever, if that’s the case, two can play at that game.

You’ll just pretend like you don’t even notice something is missing. Maybe once he sees you where he left you, completely unaffected by his absence, he’ll stop being such an ass.

Perfect. Perfect plan.

You shake your head and dance as the song ends. You can have fun by yourself if your boyfriend wants to be immature.

Well, it would have been a perfect plan.

As if he could somehow read your mind—which you almost wouldn’t doubt at this point—you spot Frankie in your vision once again. However, this time, he’s not coming over to you.

He has a familiar dark look in his eyes that immediately soaks you, despite yourself. You stop dancing because as quick as you see him, he’s gone again. You spin in a panicked circle as the song changes to one by Duran Duran. You almost laugh at the irony as “Hungry Like the Wolf” blares through the speakers.

Your phone buzzes in the small pocket of your bodysuit, and you pause your quick search to look at it. Your brow furrows as you see that it’s a text from Frankie. What the fuck is he playing at? Quickly, you unlock your phone and open your messages.

“Better start running, baby,” the text reads. You look up, your eyes frantically scanning the crowd around you. Maybe the song choice isn’t so ironic after all.

“Don’t let me catch you… feeling hungry like the wolf tonight…”

You don’t stop to think before you make a mad dash toward the exit, your heart dropping to your stomach as you go. You get some pissed looks as you shove through people, your heart hammering in your chest and your eyes darting every which way.

You have no idea where he could be at this point. Maybe he’s somewhere inside, having missed your exit. He could be trailing right behind you, ready to grab you at any moment.

Soon enough, it is revealed that he is, once again, always one step ahead of you. As soon as you step out of the doors, a large body is engulfing yours and carrying you to a secluded spot on the patio, though there’s nobody outside anyway.

You would scream if not for the large hand that covers your lips when he grabs you. You know it’s Frankie, of course, but the exhilaration that comes from the scare really adds to the game the two of you just started.

You ignore the heat simmering between your legs as he sets you down on your own feet and removes his hand from your mouth. Neither of you move, you don’t look up, he doesn’t crouch down. You just stand there, breathing heavily as Frankie embraces your figure.

You can’t help but lean back into him, letting your guard down probably isn’t the best idea right now, but you can’t find it in you to care about that fact at the moment.

The fresh air feels nice on your heated cheeks, but Frankie's front against your back feels even better. The music continues to play faintly behind you as you sway side to side, Frankie’s arms wrapped tightly around you, his head resting on your shoulder.

You swear you could stay here forever. Actually, you could stay anywhere, as long as you had Frankie. But right now, you can’t imagine anything more perfect than this. As long as you have your boyfriend’s arms around you, you would do anything or go anywhere he wants to.

Your body may be his, but you decided a long time ago that your soul belongs to him as well. He can pick it up and do whatever he wishes with it, and you know he could never do anything that would cause your trust or love for him to dull.

“Look up, sweetheart,” Frankie’s soft voice brings you out of your thoughts, making you open your eyes. You hadn’t realized they had slid shut in the first place.

The sight of the full moon high up in the night sky confirms your suspicions. Frankie’s going to turn tonight.

Fuck, you’re screwed, your subconscious automatically screams at you.

You can't miss the way your panties dampen as the thought crosses your mind. Your body stiffens as you fight the urge to run, the adrenaline getting the best of you.

Frankie must feel the way you tense up because his arms immediately tighten around you.

“It’s alright, hermosa,” he whispers into your ear. “Just means we’ll have a bit more fun than usual.”

You try but fail to stifle your grin at his menacing tone. Just because you know you’re screwed doesn’t mean you don't enjoy it.

“Probably got less than ten minutes now,” Frankie says far too casually. “Let’s pick up on our little chase, yeah?”

He lets you out of his grasp this time, and you turn around to give him a peck on his cheek, allowing your hand to brush past his erection as you pull away. The touch is just enough for Frankie to grit his teeth as he hisses out. The warning glance he gives you makes arousal burn deep into your core, only serving to make you more excited.

“I’ll give you a head start, sweetheart,” he says, his tone giving you a warning, “I’d take it if I were you.”

With his word, you spin on your heel, ready to plummet into the forest, but you only get about a foot before he has a large hand wrapped around your wrist. Your heart beats louder in your chest as you turn to look at him, his eyes dark with lust.

“Don’t let me catch you this time,” he says, pulling you close enough for his lips to flutter across your ear as he speaks. “I won’t go easy on you.”

You ignore the shiver in your spine as you pull back as much as you can.

“Maybe I don't want you to go easy on me,” you whisper back, earning a slight growl from Frankie. He lets his hand linger on you for only a moment more before letting go, this time allowing you to back away.

“Don’t push yourself too hard then, because I’m going to fucking exaust you when I catch up.”

You smile before turning once again, pushing yourself into the trees without looking back.

***

The sound of your heartbeat is deafening as you run through the otherwise silent forest. The steady pitter-patter of the organ combined with your ragged breathing and your frantic footsteps make a horrifying symphony. Even those sounds seem muffled, though, with the amount of pure adrenaline that courses through your veins and drowns out your senses.

Frankie can’t be too far behind you now. You guess you’ve been running for about fifteen minutes. There’s no doubt that he has turned at this point; he proved it with the howl you heard bellowing through the woods a couple minutes ago.

Since then, you haven't stopped to take a breath. There is pure fear in the fact that you have a beast on your trail, but also excitement in knowing what will likely happen once he catches up.

For now though, fear is the dominant emotion. It’s prominent enough to keep you going even as your hair gets tugged by branches and your skin gets scratched and torn by twigs and thorns. None of it seems to matter right now just as long as you can keep your distance from the monster hunting you down.

Suddenly, you hear a snap from somewhere behind you. The noise is sharp, a twig snapping beneath heavy weight. It reverberates all around you, sending a shiver down your spine. Soon after, You pick up on the steady thumping of what sounds to be an animal hot on your tail.

The sound gets closer and closer even as you push yourself to run faster. Your entire body is shaking and you can feel tears welling up in your eyes. You can practically feel Frankie’s breath on your neck, the sensation almost more powerful than the ache overtaking your legs and abdomen.

“Please, leave me alone!” You cry out the plea over your shoulder, your voice bordering a sob. Your gut is curling with a mixture of panic and arousal. The responding growl makes the tears you have been holding spill over and your knees buckle.

For a second, you’re worried that you might fall, but you’re pushed into the ground before you have the chance to do it yourself. The weight of Frankie pouncing on top of you knocks the wind out of you, a sharp cry leaving your lips as your breath is taken.

In the time that it takes you to get your breath back, Frankie has your bodysuit torn enough to pry off of your shaking body, and your lacy panties shoved–or ripped–down your legs. Luckily, the bodysuit was the cheapest and easiest to find component of your costume. You can feel a whisper of his claws against your skin as he drags scraps away from where he needs you most.

Your arms flail wildly, your fingers trying to grasp a handful of fur from the beast atop you. Frankie sees what you’re trying to do, and with a growl, he ducks down and slides toward your feet, away from your hands.

Before you can question what he’s doing, you feel something thick, wet, and warm against your bare, soaked cunt.

A high pitched moan tumbles from your lips as Frankie drags his tongue across your pussy before dipping it into your core.

The hot muscle digs deep into your cunt, curling once it's in all the way. You can feel his nose bobbing up and down against your ass as he starts to work his tongue in and out of your cunt.

“F-Frankie, fuck!” You scream, feeling your orgasm building embarrassingly quickly.

The way his tongue swirls and scrapes against your walls is absolutely delicious, and that combined with the tip of the muscle prodding against your g-spot? You’re fucking done for.

You’re writhing as Frankie brings his tongue out to swallow down the slick he’s collected, and you can feel the way a combination of your arousal and his saliva leaks out of your pulsing cunt, coming down to collect at your clit and make you shudder. You’re so close to coming, a warm feeling that can only be described as pure euphoria making a home deep in your lower abdomen.

Almost as soon as he was gone, Frankie shoves his tongue back inside of you, meticulously prodding all the right places. You’re gasping and moaning so loud you have half the mind to feel bad for whatever critters might reside in these woods.

That thought passes quickly, though, once you feel yourself returning to the edge. Frankie flicks his tongue one more time and you’re suddenly convulsing around him. The high seems to go on forever, your toes curling and your fingers grasping at the leafy ground in front of you.

The beast doesn’t pull away as you come, instead, he allows you to rock your hips back and forth in order to prolong your pleasure for as long as possible. You don’t even notice that you moved your arm until you feel one hand entangled in soft fur, your subconscious mind telling you to hold him to you.

You hear Frankie whine from behind you and you have to suppress the urge to giggle. He’s always liked it when you tug at his hair, and apparently, being in this form leaves no room for exceptions.

Your body goes limp as Frankie backs away from you, making it easy for him to nudge you to prop you up where he wants you. Hands and knees, of course. He wastes no time in getting into position behind you, crowding you in with his massive form.

The tip of his cock feels massive against your swollen cunt, but it only takes a few swipes of the beast’s hips before he is notched into your entrance. With one more thrust, he’s pushing in all the way, making you scream as your pussy stretches to accommodate his girth.

Frankie lets out a series of whimpers as he starts a brutal pace, not giving you a second to adjust. Your hands come up to grasp above his paws, which are positioned on either side of your head, and then up a little.

“F-Frankie!” Your moan comes out more like a screech, the pain quickly turning into a sick pleasure as he rips you open on his cock. Each time he thrusts, it’s accompanied by a puff of breath which fans out across your cheek.

The sound of his whines and ragged breathing mix with the squelching noises coming from your cunt and the panting coming from your lips, everything combined making the filthiest symphony you’ve ever heard.

Your second orgasm starts to build rapidly, your cunt beginning to flutter around Frankie’s unforgiving length. With each punch, the tip of his cock touches something heavenly within you, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

You’re pretty sure you’re drooling, but you find that every limb has turned to jelly, preventing you from bringing your hand up to check. If not for the monster above you impaling you on his length, you would likely be flat on the forest floor right now.

Every thought that had previously occupied your mind is forced out of you as Frankie effortlessly pries another orgasm from you. He doesn’t slow or pause as you squeeze around his cock like a vice. If anything, it only spurs him on and gets him going faster, if that's even possible.

With each slam of his hips, you feel your body being sent forward, only stabilized by your palms, which are somehow still firmly planted on the ground.

‘Oh god, Frankie,” your voice sounds hazy to your own ears. “F-feels so fucking good, Francisco.”

You hear him grunt at the sound of his full name, something you usually only call him in bed—or in this case, in the middle of nowhere.

It does feel good, his cock feels absolutely massive. You know that it is definitely bigger than when he’s in his human form—the size of which should be considered supernatural in it’s own way. Right now, though, he feels bigger than ever, thicker, longer. The only thought occupying your mind at the moment is how badly you want to suck his cock.

How the fuck does this man fuck you so good to the point where you fantasize about giving him a blowjob while he’s already inside of you? Next time, you’ll have to get his dick in your mouth before he shoves it into your cunt.

Your eyes droop as your second orgasm morphs into a third, your body growing weaker with each movement from Frankie. You ignore the shaking to spread your legs wider to allow him better access, which results in him getting to a deeper spot with the new angle.

Your mouth drops open as you begin to come again, a silent scream getting stuck in your throat. This time, as you constrict around his monstrous cock, you can feel his hips stutter. He’s getting close, which is probably a good thing considering you’re about to pass out from both pleasure and exhaustion.

“C-come on, Frankie, f-fill me up,” you command through moans. It very obviously eggs him on because before you know it, he’s stilling inside of you, howling into the trees, and blowing his massive load deep into your core.

The feeling of his cum painting your walls is fucking heavenly. Spurt after spurt of his warm seed fills you to the brim until it eventually starts to seep out around the base of his cock. If you thought you had felt full before, that was nothing compared to now.

Frankie gives you a few minutes to calm down before he starts to lower himself to the ground, laying on his side and tugging you with him. Your body and mind are equally compliant with his request.

As your eyes shut once again, you can feel Frankie starting to shift behind you, probably making his transformation back to his human form. Try as you might, you know you won’t have enough energy to wait for him to be done, so you make the most of it and snuggle into his soft fur. You know that you’ll wake up safe and sound in your bed, tangled with your kind, attentive, and very much human boyfriend.

#pedro pascal #fan fiction #ao3 #smut #pedro pascal smut #frankie morales #triple frontier #frankie morales x reader #pedro pascal characters fanfiction #werewolf #werewolf smut #halloween #happy halloween #one shot #pwp

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dreaming-of-lu · 7 months

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Heyo can I request Warriors Link with a Fairy!Reader (like those great fairies). I don't know much about him but he pretty not gonna lie. He's in his pretty boy era ✨️ ✨️

ngl, Nintendo did NOT have to make the fairy in Hyrule Warriors look that good, but by god, they did. Warriors is always in his pretty boy era.

'Well, this is something new.'

Wide cobalt blue eyes flickered from place to place, tree to tree, fairy to fairy. The area looked like something ripped out of a fairytale and placed within the grounds of Hyrule, hidden deep in the forest away from prying eyes and unwanted visitors. It reeked of magic, heavier than the others, forewarning him to dare place harm upon the sacred land should he do so. The closest town, he presumed, was about miles away, with how deep he went.

He was tired. Worked to the bone that he couldn't bring himself to care that he was far from civilization, far from the battle that transpired a few minutes or maybe hours ago.

'Might as well take advantage of this before I'm thrown back into battle again.'

With careful and timid steps, he walked across the moss-covered pathway towards a white marble fountain, the edges encrusted with gold and pearls that twinkled in the light that danced through the tree leaves. Different kinds of floras he never saw before lined the fountain, ranging from red to tall yellows to soft peach. Crystal-clear waters beckoned like a siren for him to dip his toes into the fountain, lily pads floating and bobbing with fairies dancing along them.

Closer, he comes to the fountain, quietly settling himself on the edge, releasing a tired groan as he pulls the leather boots off.

"I see you've found my fountain,"

Link's arms flailed out, feet stumbling and tripping over each other til he slipped back into the waters with a shout.

"Wait a minute, that's not what happened!"

Loud laughter rang out, hands slapped against their thighs at the sight of red framing the notorious captain's cheeks toward his ears. He had a pout form on his lips as he stared up towards the great fairy that hid their twitching lips behind their hand. A stifled giggle, their eyes twinkling,

"He came out looking like a soaked rat," they chuckled.

"Now that's just unfair," Warriors whines.

"I only jest, darling," they place a kiss against his burning cheek, smoothing his hair back into its neat place.

"Well, that is one way to meet a great fairy," Hyrule giggled.

"Don't start!"

#.bea's writing #linked universe x reader #lu x reader #lu warriors x reader #link x reader

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whoslai · 10 months

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goodmorning i just woke up and this came to me in a dream🤭

harddom/meandom! sunghoon and reader being childhood besties who started dating after they joined enha and sunghoon gets jealous when he sees reader's performance with another idol so when reader gets home he doesn't even let reader take their shoes off and fucks them right there and then for hours till reader forgets their own name forgets how to walk *slides down a wall dramatically*

i'll leave the rest upto you🧎🏻‍♀️

also can i be the 🐻‍❄️ anon?

send hard thoughts 🤗🤗🤗

let’s say you and jake were partnered up to do a sensual dance duo perfmorance at 2023 MAMA. you and sunghoon had been secretly dating ever since dimension dilemma era. it was going well until he began to consistently get jealous over you interacting with the other meme bars. it even got to the point of you and him bickering back and forth over the smallest things.

jumping forward to MAMA, you and jake had been practicing for the performance you two would give before enhypen came out to showcase their new album. only, it wasn’t your most “average” performance; you’d been styled up in a skimpy dress, it barely covered your ass and jake’s top exposed almost the entirety of his chest. you two weren’t complaining, but of course sunghoon was off to the side silently writhing in anger towards jake’s lingering hands on your body. as soon as your performance was over, you had to quickly jump back on stage to perform with your group. while dancing, you noticed that sunghoon refused to even spare a glance at you, making you wonder if you’d made him upset. and your worries we’re only confirmed when your MAMA ended, and sunghoon dragged you back to the dorms, shutting you both into his room while throwing you onto his bed, not even bothering to remove your dress nor your shoes.

“s-sunghoon…” you whined, frantically holding onto whatever your hands could find as sunghoon forcefully pinned you down on his bed in your shared dorm, slamming himself into you from the back. “slow down, please…”

“slow down?” he laughed, “why the fuck should i?” his hands grabbed a handful of your hair and tugged you backwards as his thrusts became more and more powerful as his tip repeatedly slid against your g-spot. “you didn’t tell jake to slow down while his hands were on your thighs.”

tears fell from your eyes as your body writhed in pain and pleasure, unable to formulate anything to say in retaliation to his angry accusation. from his dick pistoning through your pulsating walls to his balls slapping against your throbbing clit with every thrust, you were completely at a loss of words.

you came undone on his cock, your body convulsing as you were being driven into overstimulation with his never ending thrusts. “that’s right.” he mocked, bringing his lips down to your ear. “and you’re gonna cum over and over again until you learn that jake shouldn’t be touching what’s fucking mine.”

and of COURSE u can be 🐻‍❄️ anon!! welcome <33

#enhypen smut #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen hard hours #sunghoon smut

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skz-bibi · 5 months

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(🔴) ... [ NOW PLAYING ] [ STAY-MADE ] BIBI DURING ROCKSTAR ERA !

*(intro)* top five moments of bibi during the rockstar era

➩ CLIP #1 PLAYING… 📼 !

( recording behind the scenes )

*bibi walks in the door* "oh no" *bibi is offended.* "oppa is that the first thing you say to me?" *pinches the back of changbins neck* "yah! stop doing that" *walks inside of booth* "the mic is already low , changbin oppa must've been in here before" *everybody in the room trying not to laugh* "yah! you want to die?!"

*bibi finally getting ready to sing* "okay let's start" *tries to rap hans part in topline... it's not even in the right album😭* "bibi im gonna kill you" *cheeky bibi* "bibi" *big bother chan steps in* "okay okay , let's start" *does it right on the first time* "as expected our bibi is the best" *hair flips* "okay your hair isn't healthy enough for that" *changbin PLEASE😭💔* *shocked bibi* "why would you say that, MY HAIR IS PERFECTLY FINE!" *its not baby and that's okay*

➩ CLIP #2 PLAYING… 📼 !

( interacting with fans before the stage )

*sees a fan holding another fans hand* "you two are together?" *she so damn nosy😭* "that's your boyfriend?" *looks at couple... thumbs* "what a good looking couple" *straykids are confused* "bibi what?" "aren't they good looking?" *points*

*looks at them again before filming , finally noticing* "you're not here for us!" *bibi exposing the boyfriend😭* "that is a aespa lightstick" *the boys are cracking up* "break up" *everyone gasping* "im joking , aespa i love you" *starts singing drama* *and we got the challenge right after so a win is a win*

➩ CLIP #3 PLAYING… 📼 !

( cute seulbi moment ft. skz being annoying )

*bibi alone: independent baddie* *bibi with jeongun: suddenly can't do a damn thing🤔* "can you do this?" *pointing to her lip ring* "what's wrong with it" "it's loose" *changbin witnessing the whole thing and getting it on camera* "is it tight enough?" *begins to fix her fly away hairs*

"you're such a mess" *everybody just witnessing this cute scene* "your hair came out nice today" *straykids trying not to squeal* "really?" *straykids just can't hold it anymore* "ah cute!" *both of them are embarrassed* "our maknaes." *shy jeongin* *confused bibi* "weirdos." *dragging him away* "they do this all the time , we finally caught it!" *never seen a group of people excited about a relationship that's not theirs😭*

➩ CLIP #4 PLAYING… 📼 !

( bibi playing around too much during dance practice )

*bibi has the zoomies* "bibi time to dance" *chan being bibi's personal kindergarten teacher* "bibi" *finally stops* "time to dance" "okay , lets go!" *they finally start dancing* *everything is going good until bibu forgets to dance mid song* "ah!"

*bibi smiling trying to make them forget* "we knew you would forget it" *lee know throws her over his shoulder* *bibi is in air jail, they've air jailed the duck😭* *she just lays there* "will you be good and pay attention?" *nods* *sits her down* *bibi smirk* "i was joking" *takes off again*

➩ CLIP #5 PLAYING… 📼 !

( bibi gossiping during a fancall )

*fan telling bibi about how their boyfriend hates when listens to straykids cause she spends to much time with it* "is he serious?" *bibi is upset* "and why doesn't he just listen to it with you?" *she curious now* *fan says he doesn't like the things she likes*

*staff tries to call next* "wait a minute , is he you know?" *makes a gesture* "handsome" *fan shakes head* *bibi sits back* "that's not enough , drop him,, bye!" *bibi and her plans to make all her fans single*

*(outro)* every era bibi just gets even more unhinged and we love it...

©️SKZ-BIBI

#bibi ( 樂- star era)#stray kids 9th member #stray kids female addition #stray kids female member #kpop female addition #kpop addition #kpop female oc #kpop extra member #stray kids extra member #stray kids ninth member #9th member of stray kids #9th member of skz #skz 9th member #fictional kpop community #fictional idol oc #fictional idol community #fictional kpop idol #fictional kpop oc

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Noah and his not so gamer girl imagine cause I'm bored and have a bunch of ideas to share with the world. hey Siri, play Video Games by Lana Del Rey.

you're not the type to spend free time playing video games. it's just not exactly your form of escapism, you prefer listening to music, dancing, watching movies and tv shows, cooking, even crying your heart out over tiktok videos with cute puppies, basically anything. but playing games? not really. and it's not because you suck at it, nah, absolutely not. or is it?

but Noah loves video games and sometimes you're in a mood to share his passion despite the lack of fast reaction, coordination or even gaming experience. it doesn't matter. more so, this is the only time being really bad at something benefits you.

this is his chance to be your knight in shining armour and he gladly takes the opportunty. he's gonna carry you the whole match/round/level/quest/whatever that is if you're struggling without making you feel useless. oh, you can't progress through that one hideous quidditch match in an old Harry Potter game? don't worry honey, he's gonna take care of that while you can sit beside him with you cup of hot chocolate and chill.

actually, this level is worse than he thought, so you sit there for half an hour watching him cursing the game, the broom, the whole existence of the world and it's the funniest thing ever. streamer Noah was and still is your favorite era of his and now you have an exclusive access to it irl.

remember Among Us? this may be the only game you're good at. not just good - excellent, you're a pro mind gamer. whenever you get the imposter role you make sure to either kill Noah first just to mess with him while he's screaming 'I knew it' down the hall or to keep him alive til the very end acting soooo very innocent that it blows his mind to find out it was you all along.

Noah, however, is still in his knight arc so he keeps you alive because he just can't do it to you. that makes him lose all the time because everone knows if you're still running around it's him not being able to kill you again. or when he's a crewmate and gets killed, his little ghost follows you everywhere you go as your little guardian angel. it's sweet but he could be a bit more helpful in his afterlife doing the tasks to help you win sooner though.

you have this love-hate relationship with horror games. you're intrigued and scared as fuck at the same time. Noah is not there to make it any easier for you. he loves to jumpscare you out of the sudden. he swears he's not gonna do it again and still proceeds to scare you one more time when you're fully relaxed and least expect it just to hear you screaming at the top of your lungs. once you got so scared you threw your controller across the room and broke it. he promised to stop doing this shit. of course he lied. this bish!

he's so unserious when you two boot up The Sims. his character never looks like him, he creates the ugliest mf with the weirdest clothing choices and insists to romance your character because who else? then, when you get to make your sim and spend like three hours on it, he patiently waits and says it's cute but not as beautiful as you are even if it's an actual virtual goddess on your screen. then you two sit there and plan how your sims are gonna live and somehow it always ends up with planning your actual real life together - the cabin, the dog, the kids and their names, all this lovely stuff.

ANON AGAIN???? Girl I had a long work day and this honestly helped me to unwind THANK YOU I NEED TO SEND YOU FOREHEAD KISSES. HOW DO I SEND SOME THROUGH THE SCREEN????

#bad omens #noah sebastian #star’s anons✨#bad omens cult #noahsebastian #badomens #bad omens band

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carlisles-girl · 5 months

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So I was wondering if you can make Caius headcannons with a mate who is swiftie and who is a fan of Lana Del Rey, a female mate pls

a/n: of course !! i love taylor n lana <3 he’s so ultraviolence

Caius With A Mate Who’s A Fan of Taylor Swift and Lana Del Rey

Caius would probably prefer listening to Lana Del Rey more than Taylor Swift whenever you play music.

It’s not that he doesn’t like Taylor’s music, he just prefers the production of Lana’s work more.

He’s definitely an Ultraviolence and Honeymoon girlie.

Caius supports your love for your favourite artists, on the condition you don’t love them more than him.

One time you joked that you loved Taylor and Lana more than him and he didn’t join you for dinner for 3 days.

Tells you that he should be your favourite musician because he can play almost any instrument, but he prefers playing piano.

When ‘Snow On The Beach’ was released, he learned how to play it on piano for you.

“I hope you like this, mia amore.”

He would prefer the albums ‘folklore’ and ‘evermore’ from Taylor, but ‘Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)’ is definitely his guilty pleasure.

He likes listening to the instrumentals from Ultraviolence and Born To Die.

Definitely appreciates the poetry that’s Lana’s lyrics.

“How could a mortal write this?”

Loves Taylor’s lyrics on a story-telling level.

“Timeless is so us.”

“What does that mean?”

Gets tired when you play the same songs over and over again.

“Mia amore, please play something else.”

“I thought you liked this song?”

“You’re making me hate it.”

You best believe he got you tickets to The Eras Tour.

“Oh my god, did you like, give a limb for these?”

“… Something like that.”

He wouldn’t hear the end of you talking about what you’re gonna wear for weeks and weeks.

“Darling, please. It’s a few hours in one seat, not a ball.”

“Might as well be.”

Caius matches his outfit with yours to be supportive.

Is very confused when you yell the lyrics to All Too Well.

“Don’t I treat you better than how Jake Gyllanhaal did Taylor?”

“How’d you know that?”

“Something about a scarf.”

Has bought you every edition of every Taylor and Lana album ever on vinyl.

He actually managed to get a copy of the Lust for Life heart-shaped vinyl for you.

Listens to Lover and thinks of you when you’re away.

Aro found him sitting in his office with that song playing and asked if Caius was alright.

“Are you alright, dear brother?”

He’d put a hand on Caius’ shoulder knowing Caius wouldn’t tell him verbally and immediately understands.

“They’ll be back soon.”

“I know.”

Isn’t a big fan of pop, but endures it for you.

He would never ask to put on anything that you like, but would secretly hope that you will.

When the love songs come on, he’ll dance with you if you’re up for it.

Lover, invisible string, willow, and Timeless, are his favourite Taylor Swift songs to dance to with you.

Religion is his favourite Lana Del Rey song to dance to with you.

The gifts he gives you are very catered towards your love for Taylor and Lana.

As well as his declarations of love; he often quotes their songs.

“You’re my religion, mia amore.”

#caius volturi headcanons #caius volturi x reader #caius volturi oneshot #caius volturi imagine #caius x reader #caius twilight #caius volturi #twilight #twilight imagine #twilight imagines #twilight oneshot #twilight caius #volturi kings #volturi preferences #volturi #taylor swift #lana del rey

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atlantis-area · 1 month

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TAEMIN Ending Fairy (이데아 (IDEA:理想), 210131)

#SHINee #Taemin #Lee Taemin #Idea #giffedbyme #solo: taemin #era: never gonna dance again #other: ending fairies #analook #skyehi #dailyshinee #kpopccc #kpopstages #ksoloists #malegroupsnet #ultkpopnetwork #dailybg #The Ringtone #smsource

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yukina-otome · 7 months

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Chevalier Romantic route rantings

Warning: This post contains spoilers about Chevalier Michel's route. More specifically his Romantic ending.

Sooooo, it is extremly rare for me to criticise Cheva's content. After all, as his absolute stan, i love everything this man does.

BUT i admit that I am not a fan of his romantic ending.

The reason is simple. But first of all a little summary of the events, for does who do not remember or for does who have not played the route but dont mind spoilers.

MC is with everyone at the battlefield. The campement where she is, is attacked and this is when the two ending branches.

In this I will only discuss the romantic one.

So, in the romantic ending, MC gets stabbed by a poisoned knife by the anti war faction and obsidian. They use her as a hostage and says 'if you want the antidote you gotta hand her off'. But Genius Cheva figures out the poison and have the antidote made badabim badaboum.

(Honestly I would have prefered it here if Clavis was the one who found the antidote, and Cheva being impressed by his brother's abilities, after all Clavis was the one who has been studying poisons. But this is not what this post is about so let's no dwell on that)

So MC is cured, Cheva goes to beat the anti war faction with his FIST, because MC says no Stabby stabby. And he somehow makes Obsidian sign a peace treaty and VOILA, war is over.

(Yes, the political plot of this game is extremely stupid, DO NOT start me on that, or this post will never end)

Soooo, MC and Cheva goes back to the castle, where MC is healing. Chevalier stays by her side most of the time as they spend quality time together. And before they know it, there only very few days left before MC has to choose a king, leave the castle and never see cheva again.

So MC asks Chevalier for one last favor, she wants him to dance with her. He accepts and they head to the ballroom where they have a very impactfull moment where MC tells him she is gonna choose HIM as a king and she tells him her reasons which leaves him speechless and i would say touched.

After that there dance ends, and MC start acting like Booboo the clown as she starts rambling, she tells cheva they should have a meal together sometimes before she leaves and turn away from him to hide her tears.

As of now, everything is fine. I have no objections to this developpement. But this is where it ticks me off.

Cheva hug MC from behind and literally ask her TO SLEEP WITH HIM!

Yes yes, he says dinner but he says he is famished and his hand touch mc's body subjectivly.

MC might be as dense as the mariana trench but she's not stupid and she agrees to the hanky panky.

And BIM BADABOUM they smash, in the trill of the action, mc asks him if he will remember her and he says NO which is obviously a lie. And that's literally it. They separate for a year and you guys know the rest.

Now you might ask, what do you not like about this, Yuki?

And i would say many things:

First, HOW DARE HE ASKS HER FOR HER FIRST TIME JUST LIKE THAT, MY CHEVA WOULD NEVER WTF. Remember everyone, this is not 21st century, it's literally around 1500 and around then a woman virginity was EVERYTHING to her. I was like well maybe the ikepri author created the ikepri universe differently and its not a big deal but silvio's romantic ending proved otherwise. I'm not gonna go into the details, i'll just say a woman first time is IMPORTANT. And Cheva most likely knew that. He would never ask her for it in such a way. Specially knowing he could not be her lover. It was one night only between them.

Also it is very irrational and the way cheva asked for it seemed calculated which i hate. I mean, there are no contraception during that era. Surely both knew what could happen after that night.

Then there is how that first time was written. It was only a few sentences and during the whole act MC was crying and all while Cheva was all smug saying 'You like that, don't you?'. I would have liked it if he showed some vulnerability in that moment. And don't tell me 'This is cheva we are talking about, he is not capable of doing that', he actually did in the dramatic ending.

This was supposed to be such an angsty dramatic scene, if only they gave it more attention it would have gave his route more dept and made the ending all the more satisfying.

THIS is how I think things should have happened:

-After the dance, MC still acts the same and says they should have a meal together.

-Chevalier agrees and says then let's have dinner together.

-MC accepts and they have dinner in his room. MC is nervous since this is her first time alone with him in her room since he knows of her feelings and it makes her hyperaware of him. Specially that whenever she look up at him she sees he is already staring at her. Like he wants to commit her to his memory.

-Cheva sees that and starts talking about a new book to calm her down.It works and soon enough they are sitting together on his bed and reading the book together in silence.

-Chevalier's reading speed is higher than hers and whenever he is done he just stares at her as he waits for her to finish the page.

-MC finish a page and look up toward Chevalier to see if he's done with it, but when she does he is already looking at her and there eyes meet.

-They stare at each others soul for a very long time in silence before they kiss, none of them knowing who made the first move.

-The kiss soon turn into a full makeout session on Chevalier's bed and the book fall to the floor in a tud.

-This bring Chevalier to his senses, it is not like him to act so irrationnaly.

-He pulls away from MC, but she pulls him back and that was all he needed for his logical facade to snap.

-They make love and as MC cry her heart out she sees that Cheva's usual ice cold expression is nowhere to be seen.

-His walls are completely gone and at that moment she has the REAL Chevalier in front of her.

She says she loves him but he does not answer her back. He knows that if he says it, it's gonna make even more difficult for her, so he just hugs her to him instead.

And that's how it ends.

What do you guys think? I'm really interested in you guys's opinion on this topic.

#otome #otome game #ikemen series #ikemen prince #michel chevalier #ikepri chevalier #ikemen prince chevalier #cheva #chevalier michel #ikepri #ikeprince #ikeprince chevalier #ikemen chevalier #ikepri chevalier michel #ikemen prince chevalier michel

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samssluttybangs · 2 years

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this era of sam is so important to me cause he just looks so college boyfriend. like yes he’ll pass u notes in class just cause u look so pretty and he had to let u know. always accidentally falling asleep in ur dorm and getting yelled at by the RA. when he doesn’t have class he’s waiting outside of the class ur in with pretty flowers and coffee (just the way u like it cause of COURSE he has ur order memorized) for u. staying up late together going over flashcards until either the answers are absolutely burned into ur brains or u two fall asleep heads down in ur books. having picnics in the courtyard and reading together while watching the sunset. his ruffly, messy hair that u cut for him once freshman year (and u did so well he begs u to do it again). him getting all fake mad at u cause u left a hickey on his neck during ur last lazy makeout sesh and he “can’t go to class like this they’re gonna think i’m… i’m like a frat boy!!” dragging him to parties and watching him finally let himself let loose and get drunk and dance (terribly) while u just smile and laugh. watching him get high for the first time and he just will NOT shut up about some weird mayan god you’ve never heard of. having sex for the first time together and it’s just so romantic. it’s slow and gentle and there’s music and candles and he just looks at u with so much love in his eyes and holds u so close to him. complaining about ur mean teachers to him and he just nods and agrees with everything ur saying cause no matter what he’s always on ur side.

#sam winchester #spn #supernatural #winchester #season1!sam #sam winchester x reader #sam winchester x you #he’s so perfect and i love him so so dearly #he means more to me than most things

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unclewaynemunson · 1 year

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Sequel for the regency era steddie post i made :)

They had danced until sunup, with no one but the horses as their quiet witnesses. And when the first morning light started to drive away the shining of the stars, Steve had said goodbye to Eddie with a kiss. A dangerous, but oh so delicious promise.

'Steven.'

And that one word is enough to make Steve realize that his parents know everything.

He freezes, the eggs he was just eating twisting in his stomach as he looks up to his parents taking their seats next to each other at the other side of the breakfast table.

'We saw you. With the stable boy.'

Steve opens his mouth, not even knowing what he will say; whether he will try to deny it, or tell them he loves Eddie, or –

'We love you,' his mother says before he can even start his sentence. 'And he – she – looked wonderful. You looked so happy, Steven, both of you... But this world is not a kind place for people like you. You have to be careful.'

All possible words die on Steve's tongue. He had expected a lot of ways in which this could go – but not this. Never in a million years.

'Do you want to be with him?' his father asks.

'I can't.'

'Do you want to?' his father simply repeats.

And Steve nods. Of course he wants to. There's nothing he wants more than that. He wants it so bad that he cries himself to sleep every night, because he has always known that it could only go spectacularly wrong, that they were getting increasingly reckless as they were falling deeper in love with each other, and that there could be no happy ending waiting for them down the road.

'You should know, Steven, that if you have money, and status, everything is possible,' his father says. He wraps an arm around Lady Harrington. 'Do you remember how your mother and I met?'

Steve crosses his arms. He heard that story many, many times.

'You fell off your horse. She was the kitchen maid, saw it happen from the window, and tended your wounds while she laughed at you.'

Both his parents smiled at the memory, matching mischievous twinkles in their eyes.

'She was fearless.'

'Well, you were indeed ridiculously clumsy, so I still stand by it. Wasn't gonna waste a good laugh, dear.'

'The point is,' Steve's father continues, directing his attention back to his son, 'People talked. Hell, it's been more than twenty years and they still do. They always will. That's why we raised you here, sheltered and safe from the world. They talk about us, and they'll talk about you. You should never let that stop you, Steven. Not if you love someone.'

But Steve clenches his jaw. 'It's not the same.'

'Is it not?' his mother echoes.

'No!' he exclaims. He knows he shouldn't raise his voice, but he hates how they plainly ignore the painfully obvious. 'You're – a woman! And Eddie isn't!'

But his mother seems unimpressed. 'So why was he wearing a dress, then? Wasn't she the most beautiful woman you've ever seen?'

He feels his cheeks heat up. His mother is right about that, for sure.

'She was,' he whispers.

'Nothing is impossible,' his father says again. 'Not if you have money, courage and creativity. You have plenty of the first. And by the looks of it, both of you are overflowing with the last two.'

He looks into his father’s eyes. ‘I won't be able to give you an heir.'

Lord Harrington scoffs. 'You think I care about that?' he says. 'All I care about is my son's happiness. You'll figure something out. Maybe it won't be our own flesh and blood living between those walls after you, but that's not our future to worry about. I am not a greedy man. I’d never ask for more than your happiness, Steven.'

'You'd really be... okay with that? With me and - and Eddie? You don’t think it’s wrong or -'

‘Listen to me,’ his father interrupts him, urgency coloring his voice. ‘Don’t you ever let people tell you anything like that. Don’t you ever let anyone make you believe that loving someone is wrong. They don’t know the half of it.’

'Like I said, you have to be careful,' Steve's mother continues. 'But I trust you will be. You should tell Eddie he can borrow as many of my dresses as he wants.'

#giving steve good parents for a change #it's what he deserves okay #don't mind me rambling about stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #fruity ficlet

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