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ailelie · 11 months
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Note: If I tag something as 'plot bunny' feel free to steal it. Just send me a link when you've posted whatever you've made from the idea.
However, if it is tagged not!fic, do not steal. If you want to play with some of my not!fic, message me. I'll probably let you, but I'll want a credit somewhere. I don't care about credits for plot bunnies as long as you send me a link.
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superstarlightt · 2 years
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⋆ fic policy ⋆
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i am obligated to deny any request that makes me uncomfortable, no matter how polite you are in your request
please be as specific as you can in your request if you want certain things to be included, i am not a mind reader
please be patient when waiting for your fic, i have multiple fics i am writing for on my other platforms and i am trying to get my professional writing career kickstarted
one request per person, i will delete any other request from you except the first one you send if you send multiple at once
like everyone writing erotica, i have limits of what i am willing to write and those include watersports, pegging, domestic violence, necrophilia, pedophilia, vomit, vore, scat and foot fetishes
my ask box is open for prompts and i highly encourage you to submit prompts, especially prompts that are very underrepresented on here, as my aim is to write for the readers who don’t have as many relatable fics to escape to
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⋆ who i write for ⋆
everyone i write for is of legal age !!
game of thrones universe
jon snow
robb stark
tormund giantsbane
samwell tarly
sandor clegane
jaime lannister
sansa stark
arya stark
brienne of tarth
daemon targaryen
aegon targaryen ii
aemond targaryen
rhaenyra targaryen
marvel cinematic universe
steve rogers
bucky barnes
sam wilson
peter parker
pietro maximoff
wanda maximoff
natasha romanoff
yelena belova (platonic only)
maria hill
mj watson
stranger things universe
steve harrington
eddie munson
jonathan byers
dustin henderson
lucas sinclair
mike wheeler
will byers (gn!reader only)
jim hopper
jane 'eleven' hopper
robin buckley (fem!reader only)
nancy wheeler
max mayfield
the hunger games universe
peeta mellark
finnick odair
gale hawthorne
haymitch abernathy
katniss everdeen
primrose everdeen
johanna mason
lucy gray baird
riverdale universe
jughead jones
sweet pea
fangs fogarty
archie andrews
toni topaz
betty cooper
cheryl blossom (fem!reader only)
veronica lodge
harry potter universe
harry potter
ron weasley
draco malfoy
fred weasley
george weasley
neville longbottom
cedric diggory
remus lupin
sirius black
james potter
peter pettigrew
newt scamander
jacob kowalski
hermione granger
ginny weasley
luna lovegood
lily evans
marlene mckinnon (fem!reader only)
dorcas meadowes (fem!reader only)
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Katya dies. Katya lives. Katya fakes her own death, which is a metaphor for dying, even if she survives. Note that we never see Katya after her fake death is reported to Goncharov, because the movie is not interested in Katya’s survival; it is interested in her loss. Note that it can be argued this lacuna is of no particular significance, given that we never see her before that, either, because the movie doesn’t exist. Note that Goncharov never sees her, really: note how often in their scenes his eyes are somewhere else, how rarely their conversations fall into the familiar visual rhythm of shot/reverse shot (compare with his exchanges with Andrey, particularly just before the scene on the bridge). Note how often this has been true, on screen and off it: that a husband never really sees his wife. Note how often the effect of cinema as an art form has been to document that men never really see women. They see their mothers, they see sex, they see their desires and their failures, their potential and their shame, their delusions of grandeur and their grubby biographies laid out side by side. They see the airbrushed ad campaign and the unsmooth reality of flesh laid out side by side and they look at the lie and say That one, I want that one, and then they win an Oscar for it. They see themselves. Narcissus at the pond. (There is a story from an ancient land, a story of a love more passionate and powerful than the human desire to survive: A girl loved a boy. A boy loved himself. He couldn’t understand that she was always trying to talk to him; she couldn’t understand that he would never try to speak to her. Their love killed them both.) Note that moment at the start of the bridge scene, before everything falls apart, where we see their reflections in the water, just long enough to note that his eyes are on his wavering image, and so are hers. Note that Goncharov doesn’t see her, because he doesn’t see women as people. Note that Goncharov doesn’t see her because he’s not in the movie because the movie doesn’t exist. Note that actually it’s Goncharov and Andrey on the bridge, because Katya by that point is dead.
did i lose it and write like two thousand words of uh idk some cross between an experimental prose poem and a deranged shitpost about tumblr's current favorite inside joke? well that's none of your business but if you are nosy then yes i did post it on ao3 because of my personal spiritual policy against censoring my own derangement
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pinkrelish · 5 months
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Let me tell you how I SPRINTED to Canva when I got a ~vision~ for yes policy covers (an eddie version and an adrie version...)
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I'M SCREAMING SCREAMING SCREAMING 😭 THE BRACELETS ARE SO FRICKIN SWEET I'M 😭 IT'S PERFECT 😭 THE LITTLE MOUSE AND THE CHARMS AND THE SCRIBBLES WITH CRAYONS ADRIE DEFINITELY TESTED ON THE TRAILER'S WALLS AND DOORS FIRST
and, y'know, thinkin' about eddie's callused hands being all greased up from those wrenches in the first one, his thick forearms from crankin' tools all day 🥴
this was so kind of you!! they're so sweet, and i love you! thank you so much! i'm giving you so many smooches.
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haveyoureadthisfanfic · 3 months
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Summary: The Magnus Institute hires a Data Protection Officer during season 3. He sets about diligently booking in meetings, writing policy documents, and training all the staff in the importance of confidentiality. Now if only he could get hold of the Head Archivist, who seems to have vanished again... (Jon is only trying to save the world, but apparently some people think he should still be doing his day job.)
Author: @shinyopals
Note from submitter: This fic is best read with custom work skins enabled.
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albatmobile · 1 month
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romance and return policies pt. 6
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final part of this ask!
[1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] || ao3
𓅪 Rated: E | 11.1k includes: alternate universe no powers, modern au, eventual polyamory, eventual relationships, eventual smut, gamestop au, spitroasting, orgy, oral, dp, fingering, bdsm, rope play, bondage, creampie, squirting, multiple orgasms, aftercare, orgasm control, strap on, alien dildos, xbox controller as a vibrator, pillow fight
𓅪 established roy harper x koriand'r eventual: jason todd x reader, Roy Harper x reader, koriand'r x reader endgame: Jason Todd x reader x Roy Harper x koriand'r
A few days after your joyride into town, all three of them come to annoy you at work.
You don’t even bother with menus as you ring in their order before they can even sit down.
“So, if you’re all here, who’s running GameStop?”
It’s an unfortunate skill you have, making Roy spit liquid out of places that liquid shouldn’t. This is another prime example of the phenomenon.
He loses it, choking out the sip of water he’d been taking mere inches away from your uniform. You and Jason wear similar looks of disgust but quickly join in on Kori and Roy’s rambunctious laughter. 
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Pam stops by, giving everyone at the table a thorny glare. She’s warned you many times that she doesn’t like your friends coming in and loitering, but you don’t give a fuck. She has you working not doubles but triples and somehow always misplaces your check, so getting paid takes twice as long. Right now, you’re the only one doing inventory and, for some god awful reason, the only person cleaning the toilets. Anytime you bring any of this up to her, she just reminds you that your restraining order is keeping away one of her best clients.
The fucking cunt.
When you tell them this much, Jason and Roy share a look.
Finally, Roy speaks, “It’s really time you join our cult, gorgeous.”
“Is that why you guys all came in?” You ask jokingly. “Is this a GameStop intervention?”
“Of sorts,” Jason starts. His deep voice leaves you to flush. 
“ORDER UP!”
You’re shocked out of your stupor and quickly back away from the table with a sheepish smile. You return with their food and quickly get swept up into the random 10 AM rush. 
Soon, you’re packing them up, wishing they could stay longer. The last thing you need right now is for Pam to assign you to empty out the grease trap, though, so you suppose it’s all for the best. 
You haven’t yet taken your break, so you follow the trio out to the parking lot, giggling with Kori over her newest Animal Crossing villager. Roy has his arm around her tan waist, with his knuckles brushing up against your hips with every step. You don’t realize you’re biting at your lower lip until Jason emulates Roy and wraps his muscular arm around your waist. Your mouth drops, then quickly shuts, but not before he can notice. 
He chuckles lowly, squeezing you closer against his side as the four of you come to a halt in front of Roy’s Mustang and Jason’s bike, though not before his assured gait can falter.
You eye the raven-haired man curiously, noticing how antsy he seems, “What’s up?” Does he have to shit or something?
“Nothing,” He runs a sharp hand through his dark hair as he focuses back in on Kori’s Animal Crossing rant.
You raise a dubious brow but allow him to lift you onto the hood of Roy’s red coupe. Roy easily jumps up beside you, with Kori stepping inside his spread legs to continue the tour of her island. Meanwhile, Jason looks off toward Main Street with a distant look in his emerald eyes.
You watch as Jason and Roy share another look before you finally bite.
“I feel like I’m missing something,” You say, noticing how all three look guilty. You’re even more confused now. “What?” Kori looks at Roy, who looks at Jason, who purposefully avoids your gaze. “What!?”
Roy runs a loose hand through his fiery locks as if to say you’re not going to get any answers from him. Instead, you turn to Jason, who’s shoved his hands deep in his pockets.
“S’just that,” He kicks at the pavement, ducking his head as he does so before meeting your gaze head on, “We came in to ask if you’d want to go on a double date tonight.”
Your eyes widen, not missing the implication that you’d be Jason’s date and that the four of you’d all probably end up fucking again. You already know your answer is yes, but you don’t want to seem too eager, god forbid.
“Yeah, I can do that.” 
You definitely don’t mind that this is steadily becoming a thing.
“Cool,” He says with a small smile that Roy’s wolfish grin easily dwarfs.
“We are on for tonight, then?” Kori asks you sweetly. She sets her Switch down next to Roy’s thigh on the hood to take your hands into her large ones.
“Yeah,” You nod bashfully, squeezing her hands lightly as you do.
She beams, squealing as she draws you into a suffocating hug, then smooshes Jason in Roy in as well. 
“Pick you up after your shift?” Roy asks, smirk still evident on his freckled cheeks. “Your place?”
“Yeah,” You look at Jason, noticing his blush is as hot as yours feels. “Sounds good.”
🎮🎮🎮🎮
At home, you’re freaking out.
What the fuck are you supposed to wear? None of them had mentioned any plans and you’d been too starstruck to ask for more details. This is exactly when Kori texts you asking if she can come over and get ready with you. Butterflies fill your stomach as you agree.
Though you’d all fucked, this felt so much more intimate, like you could somehow fuck everything up with this date alone. You really like all of them, but you don’t know necessarily where you all stand. Are you dating Jason and Kori and Roy are dating and sometimes the four of you fuck? Or did it go deeper? Were you all together?
Kori arrives minutes later, hands full of an abundance of colorful fabrics, “Hello, friend!” She gives you a big smooch on the lips as you welcome her inside. 
It happens so fast, you don’t have time to reciprocate before she’s high-tailing it up to your room and throwing off her clothes. You gulp at the sight that greets you when you walk in.
“What’s up?” You ask, feeling anxiety seep over you. The pressure of the date, coupled with all the unknowns leaves you reeling. Now Kori’s here and you don’t even have the ability to freak out in peace. No, you have to pull it together before she notices-
“Are you alright?”
Shit.
You gulp as she approaches you. She bends down so she can cup your face in gentle concern.
“Just really nervous,” You manage to supply. Your eyes search her neon ones for salvation, something she easily grants.
“I am nervous as well,” The way she says your name makes you weak in the knees. Luckily, she’s there to support you. She guides you to the bed where all your vetoed outfits have landed and helps you to sit. 
“I don’t want to mess anything up,” You confess.
“You couldn’t,” She assures you, tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear. “We will have the best time,” She beams, taking your hands within her own to bounce them. “I promise.”
You somehow believe her and allow your anxiety to slowly ebb. 
“Where are we even going, anyway?”
She gasps in excitement, “Jason has planned a picnic!”
“For the meteor shower?” You remember him mentioning it a few days ago, but hadn’t realized it would be tonight.
Kori nods, getting up to go through the pile of your clothes, “I think this would look lovely on you. I know they’ll both like it, too,” You blush, ducking your head before she can see, but it’s too late.
She crawls across the bed toward you with a black, tight cotton dress. It’s long sleeve which will keep you warm when the sun goes down, yet the front is low-cut enough to show off some serious cleavage. It’s perfect.
You take the dress from her outstretched form, sighing when her warm forehead rests against your own. She has her eyes closed, so all you can see are her long, red lashes splayed out across her sun-kissed skin. 
God, she’s fucking perfect. 
You allow your eyes to close, eyelashes tickling against her own as you melt against her.
All worries are expelled as her acrylics rake up and down your back, engraving your skin with her want. Her swollen lips make quick work of the rest of your anxieties as she lays you down with all the assurance in the world. You know everything’s going to be all right; she makes sure of it.
By the time the two of you are dressed, your legs are shaking, though not from nerves.
She’s wearing jeans and a cropped hoodie that shows off the slightest sliver of her toned stomach as bounds down your steps toward your dates. Both men step out of the coupe as soon as they see the two of you approaching to greet you. 
Kori’s in front of you, so they greet her first. Pulling her in for a tight hug as you finish locking the door. 
Your nerves settle as a low static across your movements once you hear their chatter and you accidentally drop your keys. Before you can even bend down, Jason bounds your way to pick them up for you, sending you back to the night of your first date.
He holds the keys, taking your hands in his as he steps back to take you in, “You look incredible.”
You smile, feeling the tell-tale sear of a blush staining across your cheeks when he leans in to give you a chaste kiss. You deepen it, but only slightly. Roy wolf-whistles, effectively breaking the two of you apart. 
Jason leads you over to him where the redhead immediately pulls you against his firm chest. You can’t help but laugh at his goofy grin as he runs his freckled hands up and down your curves in appreciation. He bites his lip as if to prevent himself from doing… well, you don’t exactly what goes on in his perverted mind, but you know he’s obviously thinking about something.
Just like last time, the four of you pile into the car, racing through the desolate desert streets just as the sun threatens to completely vacate the sky. Stars have begun to twinkle in the leaking indigo of the sky as you rev off further into the dying embers of the landscape.
“Jay and Star picked this place out for us, babe,” Roy says as he finally pulls off the road. “It looks insane, trust me.”
You and Kori bounce in their laps as you traverse the rocky terrain closer and closer to the mountains on the horizon. You continue to sing along to the radio with them until you can no longer ignore your impending thoughts. 
You eye the desolate landscape skeptically, “Please tell me you guys aren’t taking me out here to murder me.”
You’re currently in the middle of nowhere and severely doubt that anyone would be able to find any of you out here this far off the road. Where are they even taking you, anyway? It’s all desert no matter how far out you drive.
Finally, Roy jams on the breaks, twisting the wheel as he does so in a way that spins the car around with a screech. The Mustang rocks back and forth from the momentum as it settles into park right next to a group of desert trees. You’ve got a white-knuckled grip on Roy’s shoulder and the door, hating the way he throws his head back and laughs so effortlessly at your plight. Kori, on the other hand, giggles in delight at his blatant peacocking. 
The men help you and Kori out of the car before leading you over to the grassy knoll under the trees that offers a picture perfect view of the gleaming night sky.
A huge, fluffy blanket’s been laid out as a base, with tons of soft pillows littering the edge of it. Tiny lanterns with fake tea lights have been scattered across the area, casting an intimate glow over the whole setup. 
“It’s beautiful,” You turn back around to face them with awe evident on your face. “Thank you,” You breathe as you draw them all in for a group hug. 
You still don’t know if this is a date for you and Jason with Kori and Roy or if it’s for all of you. What you do know is that it’s the most thoughtful thing anyone’s ever done for you.
“Took forever to find a good spot to watch the shower tonight,” Jason pulls out a large picnic basket from the trunk before taking your hand in his and leading you over to the blanket. “Plus, Kori wanted trees. Felt like a goddamned safari looking for this spot.”
You laugh, letting him lead you over to where Kori’s propped up on the blanket under a tree. 
She adjusts the pillows as you near, moving one behind her back and the trunk before clearing room for you. “Do you like it?”
Jason and Roy guide you down to sit between her legs as they finish spreading out the food.
The way she looks with the moonlight melting across her tan skin skin, you can’t image a better location.
“Everything’s perfect,” You answer with a sheepish smile, ducking your head before she can see your blush.
Kori begins running her acrylics through your hair, softly humming something you can’t quite make out. The vibrations send shivers of happiness across your skin. 
She’s so beautiful.
“What did you end up making for us, Jason?” Kori asks, stirring you from your daydreams of her.
“You cooked?” He’d mentioned to you that he liked to cook before, saying the next date he’d have to make you something. You guess he’s stuck true to his word.
He’s so perfect.
“Roy helped, too, I guess,” He shrugs nonchalantly, though his raging blush tells you everything you need to know.
“You did?” The redhead throws a wink your way at your question.
He’s so captivating.
You’re falling for them. Falling hard.
You’re entirely enamored with each and every one of them.
“If giving the chef a blowie counts, then yeah,” He jokes, but there’s an obvious anxious edge to it. Both he and Jason seem to gauge your reaction.
“Oh?” 
You didn’t mind at all. You feel no jealousy in the slightest, especially considering his girlfriend had just swallowed your come not even 30 minutes ago.
“We had our own intimacy as well,” Both men’s ears perk up at Kori’s statement.
“Oh, worm?” Roy asks in disbelief.
“Worm indeed,” You nod sheepishly looking down at the blanket. You feel all eyes on you and decide to take a leap of faith. With a sigh you ask, “What are we?”
Cue Roy’s signature spit take.
Jason is his unamused target, it seems. His button up is now covered in grape soda, leaving him no choice but to remove it. You can’t help but stare, something he notices with a loose hand through his hair. He looks away shyly but it only spurs you into action. 
You caress his jaw, drawing his attention back your way as you search his eyes for an answer.
Surprisingly, it’s Roy who supplies you with one.
“I- we, want this situation between us,” Roy gestures between himself and Kori, then between Jason and you, “to be… More permanent,” Roy turns to Kori, who nods earnestly in agreement. 
“All of you?” You question in astonishment. You can hardly believe this is all actually happening. 
So, it hadn’t all just been a one-off event, then.
You can’t stop the beaming grin that spreads across your face.
“If that’s what you’d want, too,” Jason’s gentle voice soothes the butterflies you feel thrashing around your stomach.
You attempt to keep them waiting some, not wanting to seem too desperate, but you can’t help how your response spills out of you.
“Yes,” You breathe. “I’d like that a lot.”
It’s as if a dam’s broke.
The four of you take turns kissing each other, feeling out how it feels to just be. 
To be here; to be with them. It’s all perfect.
The chasteness of your movements soon lose their tentative nature, becoming more hasty, edging deeper as you take turns melding against their bodies.
To further the officialness, Kori strips your dress off of you, leaving you in your black thong in front of all of you dates to see.
“Oh, shit,” Roy bites at his lower lip, smirking Jason’s way before nodding to Kori.
“I told you they’d like it,” She whispers to you, wasting no time in pulling off her jeans. It’s not enough, though. You need to see more of her. 
You gently kiss her, heads bobbing in perfect time with each other’s tantalizing movements. Your hands slowly slip into her bra, squeezing gently around her lofty breasts before coaxing them out of her bra and into the chilly night air. She pulls away with a light moan, lifting her cropped hoodie for you to get a good look at what’s been haunting your wet dreams.
You know exactly what you want.
You shimmy backward, positioning yourself between her long tanned legs. You want to hear how much she needs you, “You want me to eat your pussy? It’s only fair I return the favor,” You bite at your bottom lip as you nuzzle into her juicy cunt. “Right, Kor?” You look up at her from where your face is pressed against her panties. Her sweet smell permeates the fabric as you tease your tongue against it, creating a wet spot that her arousal easily doubles.
She gasps and it’s then that you hear the tell-tale sign of zippers from behind the two of you. She looks starstruck, giving an all new meaning to her nickname.
“Please,” Comes her breathless plea.
You finally push past her panties to taste her slick want, reveling in how she squirms against your hold on her hips. 
You’re on your knees, trapped arching between Kori’s long legs when you hear Jason clear his throat. You give one long lick up Kori’s twitching cunt before turning around with her slick dribbling down onto your chin to where Jason and Roy have sidled up behind you.
Roy rubs his hands together greedily with a wicked glint behind his verdant eyes as he crawls closer to you, “Can we touch you, beautiful?” He tilts your chin up as he awaits your answer. 
When you nod, he easily descends upon your lips, placing a sure hand behind your head as he deepens the kiss into something absolutely filthy. As soon as you break apart, you draw Jason in for a wet kiss of his own. You get lost in his touch, only coming back to the moment when Roy groans as he fists himself to the erotic sight splayed out in front of him.
Kori guides you back to where you’ve pushed her underwear aside. You allow her acrylics to tangle in your locks as she forces your head back down against her arching hips. This time, when you bend down you spread your thighs even wider to grant Jason and Roy better access as you makeout with Kori’s perfect pussy.
“Shit,” Jason’s rough hands travel up the globes of your ass while Roy’s smoother ones trail up your spread, inner thighs.
Kori gasps as you flick at her clit then quickly move to tease her entrance with the tip of your tongue. You flatten your tongue, dragging it across her length and repeat the motion until she whines for you to stop. You slurp the combination of drool and slick as you pull away with a pussy-drunk smile. She meets it with a panting, dazed one and removes her hand from your hair to push her own out of her eyes.
“Ah!” You startle forward into Kori’s tits as Roy finally breeches your entrance with his index finger. 
“Eat our girl out, Jay,” Roy motions for Jason to lie down under your spread form to get a better angle. You can’t deny that the new nickname drives you crazy in the best possible way. “Show her she’s ours.”
Before he follows Roy’s commands, he draws the redhead in for a teeth clashing kiss. He pushes Roy’s cap up to get a better angle before discarding the offending article all together.
Jason’s calloused hands draw another moan out of you as they assuredly grip your hips to keep you in place while he unleashes teasing licks against your pussy. Meanwhile, Roy remains on his knees so he can slowly push his thick finger into your tight heat. You exhale shakily as you back against his taunting, forcing his knuckle to finally sink inside of you with a whimper of relief.
Kori draws you back to her. You’d know that look anywhere- she’s ready to come.
“I want you,” Her breath hitches around your name while your tongue steals the rest of her coherent words until she’s a withering mess under your touch. 
Her pornstar worthy moans ring out across the landscape like a beautiful symphony. Kori’s wanton noises couple with the wet whines you’re unleashing against her folds until the two of you create the lewdest duet this desert’s ever heard. 
Roy continues to finger you while spreading your ass and positioning himself so he can eat you out from behind at the the same time as Jason does from underneath your splayed thighs. The two men seem to be in competition of who can make you moan loudest while also testing what leaves you withering under their touch.
“Jay,” Roy’s deep voice sends vibrations across your sensitive pussy. 
You halt in your ministrations on Kori to turn your head and watch as Roy slurps your arousal into his mouth. You arch with a breathless moan at the contact, the sounds breaks as you watch Roy duck over Jason’s mouth to spit your slick into Jason’s expectant mouth.
Your thighs shake, wanting to close before you can come but Jason won’t allow it.
Kori rubs at her clit, easily becoming distracted by the salacious scene unfolding in front of her until you once again descend upon her wet folds. She arches against the tree as she begs you for release, tugging at your hair as she draws closer and closer to the edge.
Panting, she draws you against her lips for a sloppy, uncoordinated kiss. 
“Fuck, Kori,” You groan against her plump lips, feeling your own impending orgasm drawing near. “You’re so fucking hot, I-“
She cuts off your rambling with another wet kiss. Her tongue flicks out to tease yours before sucking it into her mouth with a lewd slurp. Your hand works alongside hers to leave her shaking and whimpering against your lips as she comes undone by your hand. You smack her cunt, eating the groan she feeds into your open mouth as she rides it out.
You don’t have time to take pride in the panting state you’ve left her in before Jason and Roy threaten to leave you in one of your own.
Kori continues to smear her lipgloss across your puffy lips and moves in tandem with Jason to flick at your nipples. It’s when she grabs your ass from where she sits (yes, she’s really still that tall) to spread it for your men.
“Absolute fucking slut,” Roy grumbles against your aching cunt. “Such a good girl, baby,” You whimper in response, feeling your body tense with anticipation of your building orgasm. “Jason, I think she wants to come.”
“You want to come?”
You nod desperately, realizing too late that he can’t see you. The only response he needs is your desperate cry as both men double down on your dripping pussy. The sensation leaves you helplessly bucking against Roy’s fingers as they curl and squelch inside you for relief.
Kori eats your moans as they echo against your messy tangling of lips and tongues.
Jason’s fingers take over for Roy as he stands and thrusts his throbbing cock in the middle of your sapphic kiss. You eye the redheads with half-lidded eyes as you share Roy’s cock with your girlfriend. God, it feels so nice to say. After only a few moments in your mouth, Roy pulls out and releases across Kori’s and your expectant tongues.
“So fucking good to me,” Roy pants as he splatters the last of his come across your faces with a shaky groan. “Best fucking orgasm ever, swear it,” He says as he encases his lips around yours, swapping his come between your mouths before moving to Kori to do the same.
Jason moves out from under you, offering your knees relief as he lays you back against Kori’s stomach to fuck into you.
It’s a slow and cruel pace, only made crueler by how Roy and Kori touch you like they already know where you want to be touched. Each redhead takes a side, Roy sucking your tit into his mouth while Kori’s mouth draws you in for a kiss. Her acrylics tickle at your other erect nipples until you’re arching off of her and into Jason’s thrusts.
“Just like that,” Jason growls your name. “You’re so fucking tight.”
It’s when the two redheads move their attention down to your clit that you know you’re fucked. Roy spreads your folds with two fingers, watching as intensely as Jason does as his girthy cock disappears in and out of your squelching hole.
“Fuck- please,” You whimper. “I need to come, baby-“ Without warning, you arch off of Kori. Neither she nor Roy stop their jerks against your clit as you slip off Jason’s dick with a gush of liquid.
You’re wriggling in Kori and Roy’s arms as Jason releases across your expanding and retracting stomach as you pant out the remnants of your orgasm. 
“Did she just squirt on you, Jay?”
Jason snorts, looking down at his dripping cock, “Think so, Harper.” His deep voice sends waves of aftershock across your body while his steady hands draw you against his naked chest for a toe-curling kiss.
By the time you’ve all come down from the high, you realize the meteors have already begun streaming across the night sky, disappearing off behind the darkened valleys that lie ahead.
🎮🎮🎮🎮
You didn’t want to go home after the shower. There was no pressure to stay over but you wanted to. You’re all official now and you want to make it official over and over again.
That’s how you ended up in their bed, facing Kori on your knees as Roy pounds into her in the same position Jason has you in. With Kori’s great height, the width of the bed is entirely too short, meaning you’re panting against her neck as she leaves bruising kisses against your delicate collarbone. 
With one hand on the bed, your other hand tangles in her fiery hair. She gasps into your mouth, grasping her free hand against your shoulder before slowly moving it lower. She caresses your tits as they bounce from Jason’s unforgiving teasing. He continues to draw desperate mewls from you as he fucks you with just the tip until your arousal visibly drips from your cunt onto the curve of his erection.
“Jay,” Roy breathes as he leans across Kori’s back to makeout with you. His hips continue shallowly snapping into Kori’s heat all the while. “Stop teasing her before I take over and give her what she really wants-“ 
Before he can finish his statement, Jason pounds into you twice, leaving you reeling for more. Instead of giving it to you, he holds your hips steady to prevent you from bucking back against him.
“I want to try something,” Jason pats gently at your side and gestures for you to mount Kori.
You don’t question it. You give her one more kiss before she flips from her knees onto her back so you can mount her. Meanwhile, you crawl across the mattress toward Roy who stands behind her. You make a show out of straddling Kori’s long torso, presenting your ass to Roy so that your ass is now flush against Roy’s hairy pelvis.
All three of you face Jason who’s kicked off his jeans completely. His wanton eyes take in the three of you darkly as he moves onto the middle of the mattress, precome leaking from his red-tipped cock.
“You want to watch me fuck them, Jay?” Roy bites at his bottom lip as he greedily stares down at the two pussies in front of him. Roy always finds a way to render Jason speechless, this being one of those moments. “Alright,” Roy jiggles your ass, watching as the movement causes your clit to rub against Kori’s underneath you. Your moans ring out in unison, spurring movement from both men.
Before you can blink, Roy’s sinking inside you from behind with Jason’s cock gagging you from the front. 
Your eyes roll to the back of your head when Kori’s delicate hands fondle your tits, licking teasingly at your nipples as you take both of their dicks at once.
Is this heaven?
You’ve never moaned so loud before, feeling all inhibitions slip away with every thrust into your fucked-out form.
This is the first time you’ve felt Roy’s dick in you and holy shit are you going to need it in you more.
“Sharing so nicely for us,” Roy grunts as he pulls out of your slick cunt only to thrust it into Kori’s ready pussy beneath yours. “Is this what you wanted, Jay? To see my dick in their pretty little pussies so you can get off-“ 
Roy cuts himself off with a carnal moan as your tight heat welcomes him back. He rewards you with a sharp smack against each ass cheek followed by Kori’s soothing hands as she spreads your cheeks further for the redhead. Her long nails leave loving indents against your skin, only spurring your pleasure on further.
While Roy switches between your cunts, Jason alternates between your willing mouths.
“Shit,” Jason groans, pulling Roy in for a clashing kiss above you and Kori’s panting forms. “I don’t think I can last much longer,” Jason’s breath comes out shaky as he fucks deeper down your throat.
You’re slowly getting used to Kori’s intimate faces, enough to realize she’s close. You know you feel your own orgasm threatening to spill onto Roy’s jerky movements, but you hold strong.
You and Kori edge each other by playing with each others nipples and making out. Eventually, she rubs your clit and you attempt to return the favor, but your arm is too short to reach hers. She just chuckles lightly and whispers against your ear for you to enjoy. You swear you almost come right then and there.
It’s a chain reaction. 
Jason pulls out of your mouth with a lewd ‘pop’ and emulates how Roy had come at the picnic. His sticky want coats both Kori’s and your tongues and even manages to splatter across your eyelashes. With Roy fucking into Kori during this, she follows Jason with a sweet sigh as you and Roy send her over the edge with your touch.
With Jason and Kori out, Roy doubles down on you. His strong grip secures around your hair, snapping your head back so you can look at him with every jerky thrust he shudders into you.
“Fuck me, please,” You beg, moaning when Kori picks up the pace on your clit and Jason’s mouth moves to encircle your tits with bruising care. “Roy!”
“You take that shit,” He grits against his teeth as he makes you come undone like never before. “Just like that, baby. Good girl,” He praises you as you cry out in pleasure.
Your orgasm wracks over you in dizzying waves that leave you wrecked and begging for his come as you buck against his thick cock. He obliges with a noise you’ve never heard from him before. He pulls out, jerking his cock as his come spurts onto your twitching cunt. The sticky arousal oozes and drips down from your cunt onto Kori’s in an erotic display that leaves Roy’s cock twitching. 
Kori’s lithe fingers trickle down, using the thick substance as lube on your pulsating clit and ultimately sending you over the edge.
Once you come down from another orgasm, you fall into the pile of their spent bodies.
“This bed’s too small for this shit,” Jason and Roy snort while Kori merely draws you closer to her body.
“So, I think us bribing her with nerd shit worked, y’all,” You can’t help the laughter that spills from you as they all tiredly high-five each other over your come-covered body before cuddling around you. “You know this means you have to come work with us now, right?” Roy nudges you gently in the butt, “This is officially a cult and we’re taking over the world one GameStop at a time, are you up for it, cadet?”
“Roy,” You turn your head to the side to face him. “Are you trying to make me vote you out of the cuddle pile Survivor style?”
“Yeah, say my name just like that, gorgeous,” He purrs against your ear, completely ignoring the rest of your sentence. “S’long as you promise to quit that shitty fucking job you have for the shitty fucking job we have.”
“It’s not that bad,” Jason mumbles, running his hands through your hair delicately. As you’ve gotten to know him, you realize it’s his way of saying he also wants you to quit your diner job. “They’ve been bugging me to hire someone new, anyway.”
You nod, “Okay.”
“Cool,” He nods. “We have dental.” 
You can’t help but snort at his ridiculous idea of pillow talk. Regardless of the squished space, you fall asleep easily surrounded by the ones you find yourself falling for more and more each day.
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Weeks fly by, then months, spending time with the three of them.
From aquarium dates to DIY spa treatments and nail painting weekends, you’ve never had such a blast. You’ve gotten a lot more comfortable with all of them as you all still figure out the mechanics of dating four people at once.
The bell above the diner rings out as Jason and Roy come to pick you up after your final shift at the diner. Next week you’ve been scheduled to train with Kori for your first shift at GameStop.
“Where’s Kori?” You ask as you hop into Roy’s shitty car.
“Her sister’s in town,” Jason replies as he shifts under you in the front seat. “She should be back around dinner, though.”
Roy pats your thigh as he slides into the drivers seat. He gives it a squeeze before revving the engine, “Got a problem with it being just me and Jay, beautiful?”
You obviously don’t. They’d taken turns fucking to you last night while Kori’d been at work.
You ignore his question, noticing he’s missed his turn, “Where are we going?”
“You still need to get your Xbox from your old place, right?”
You feel a certain calculatedness between him and Jason, as if you’re missing something they’ve clearly discussed. However, you push this aside as you make a mental checklist of what’s left. Your lease is up in a week and you’ve been steadily moving into a new place you’ll eventually share with them. 
“That and one extra box of plushies.” You know Kori won’t allow you to donate any. If anything, you figure that they’ll be a nice welcome gift for her when the three of them officially move in with you a few weeks from now.
The place is perfect for what the four of you have going on. 
It’s close enough to town that getting to work will be easy but far enough away that it feels entirely your own. It’s a townhouse with a massive master bedroom, something Jason’s planning to fill with a custom bed for all four of you to fit on. There’s even a four car garage due to the fact that the adjacent townhome isn’t in use and the landlord doesn’t give a fuck. 
You pull up to your old place, sharing a cheeky smile with Jason as the memories of your first time with him come flooding back to both of you. You grab your Xbox and take one last look around. 
A lot has changed since you first moved here, but the change has been good and you can’t complain.
The two of them share an unreadable look as you climb back into Jason’s lap. Before you can question it, Roy’s already peeling off. He’s blasting his college band’s EP at full blast as the three of you jet off under the blazing desert sun.
“You ready, Jay?” Roy asks cheekily.
Jason looks pissed that he’s even asked and refuses to give him a response.
“Ready for what?” You bite.
But all Roy does is smirk, “Don’t worry, baby. You’ll like it,” His freckled fingers tap to the drumbeat against the steering wheel as he screeches down the main streets. His shitty Mustang takes you all the way to the edge of town to your new place.
Roy hops out of the car first, jogging, then sliding across the hood to open the door for you and Jason. The redhead helps you out of the coupe, taking your hand in his and pressing a gentle kiss atop it before doing the same to a begrudged Jason.
“Why are you guys acting so fucking weird?” You ask as they each take one of your hands into their own. Roy remains quiet, forcing Jason to answer you. Jason’s seemed on edge ever since the two of them had picked you up from the diner. You don’t understand why he’s so nervous around you today.
“We have a surprise for you,” Is all Jason says.
The more nervous he is, you’ve found, the quieter he becomes. Whatever the surprise is, the way he’s acting right now reminds you of your first date to the outside library. 
It’s cute.
“Kori helped, too,” Roy adds helpfully as he goes about unlocking the door.
Upon entry, everything looks normal. Nothing’s out of place so you’re still entirely in the dark on the whole surprise. Well, dark in general considering no one’s bothered to turn on any lights yet.
Jason flicks on the light to the stairs and takes the lead, seemingly nervous while Roy trails behind you with a wicked smirk.
From behind you, Roy covers over your eyes as you make land on the second floor, though you accidentally stumble into Jason in front of you because of it.
“Sorry!” You attempt to pry Roy’s freckled hands from your face so you can, you know, fucking see, but he remains resolute.
“Wouldn’t want to ruin your surprise, now would we, gorgeous?”
“Jason,” You beg for backup that never comes.
“He’s not gonna be any help, baby. This whole thing was his idea,” Roy’s breath tickles against your ear as you’re shuffled into a room. “Wasn’t it, Jason?”
“Shut it, Harper,” He hisses. Regardless of his harsh tone, he’s gentle with you as he situates you to sit on…?
“Is this a bed?”
Both men snort at your observation.
“Yeah,” At Jason’s response, Roy finally lifts his hands from your eyes.
You look down at the huge fucking mattress you’re sitting on. It’s easily the size of two king-sized mattresses and would definitely be a comfortable fit for the four of you as you settle into your new shared space. Hell, they’ve even gone so far as to put on the sheets and everything.
You can tell it was Kori’s tall-ass that hung the TV because it’s way too fucking far up the wall, but at least it’s already set up with Roy’s Xbox. The room, no, the entire house needs some more work, but it’s an amazing and exciting start. Definitely a good surprise, you think to yourself with a smile.
It’s obvious that they’d just been over here from the screen that remains idle from the last game they’d been playing. 
“This is,” You turn around from where you are at the edge of the bed to get a better look at the ginormous contraption, “insane. I love it!” Jason seems genuinely pleased by your reaction and seems to finally relax a bit. Good. “I was seriously wondering why you were acting so nervous,” You snort in Jason’s direction.
Instead of smiling, he suddenly seems entirely nervous again.
Weird.
“Oh, that’s not because of the bed,” Roy jests toward a constipated looking Jason. “Is it, Jay?”
Jason sighs, moving forward to crouch in front of you and the new bed, “I needed the dumbass’ help.” You raise a brow, first at him, then at Roy’s cheeky form behind him, “I want to please you.”
You can’t help it, you choke on your spit.
“You do, Jay,” You’re quick to reassure him, completely confused by whatever the fuck’s going on here.
His lips quirk slightly at the nickname, “I know, but I want to try something new; something I haven’t really done before. That’s why I want Roy to be here. I want to learn, but I also want it to feel good for you.”
“Uh,” You’re even more confused than before. “Okay.” 
Jason, however, is saved by the bell as Kori FaceTimes you.
“You have seen the surprise, correct?” The redhead beams at you through the screen. You lift your arm up and fall backwards onto the comfy bed in lieu of a response, “Oh, yay!” She squeals, “You like it, then, yes?”
“Of course, Kor,” She beams at your nickname for her. “I love y-it, so much,” You rush to add the last part to cover up your near slip. You weren’t going to be the first one to say it, especially not over the fucking phone. You go to hand the phone to Jason and Roy so they can say ‘hi,’ but they’re too busy eyeing your spread-out form on the mattress. “Uh, Kori?”
“Yes?” Her wide green eyes look at you with concern.
“Are you somewhere private by chance?”
“Private?” You flip around the camera to show Jason and Roy both donning their bedroom eyes. “Oh,” She mumbles cutely as the screen on her end starts jostling around.
Meanwhile, Roy joins you on the oversized bed while Jason sinks to his knees in front of you.
“You like when I spank you, right?” You nod at Jason, not understanding the connection. “I want to do that and more with you, but I don’t really know how to without Roy’s experience, hence…” He trails off awkwardly. 
He’s not even looking at you, so he can’t see how you beam at his statement.
“Tell her what you want,” Roy encourages in a deep voice. His hand trickle up and down the arm closest to him while the other grabs for the phone. “You want a show, Star?”
“I would love one,” You watch as Kori bites her lip, settling into what seems to be in a bathroom. 
Roy props up the phone in just a way that allows Kori the perfect view of the three of you and the three of you the perfect view of her. As soon as he’s pleased with the positioning, he coaxes you in for a slow, deep kiss.
Your eyes flutter shut as the two men take turns kissing your lips and each other’s. When you go to trail your hand up Jason’s thigh, he stops you.
“We still need a safe word,” Jason mumbles against your lips, eyes searching yours with hesitation as if he’s afraid he’s said the wrong thing.
He hasn’t and you assure him of it with a sensual, slow kiss.
“Red?”
“Simple enough,” He concurs.
Everyone jumps when the console rings out a warning that it’ll be shutting down soon. It’s then that Roy’s face twists up coyly. 
“I think I have an idea,” He quickly shoves on Jason’s sweats, going commando as he picks up his car keys and jogs out of the room at half-mast.
He returns moments later with… “Tape?” 
You’re lost.
He merely hands it to Jason before stripping back down. As he rejoins you on the bed, he languidly drapes across your body to draw you in for a toe-curling kiss. It’s then that you notice the rope as well. 
Your stomach flips in anticipation of what’s to come.
“You remember our safe word?” Jason asks before he rips the tape off of the roll with his teeth.
“I do,” His eyes flash with something you can’t quite place as he uses the tape to secure the controller against your upper thigh. He angles it in just a way that allows the edge of it to rest against your clit.
From there, Roy untangles the rope while Jason turns his attention to the survival game on the screen. The car he gets into vibrates intensely, sending you shooting forward into Roy’s firm chest, “Shit!” Roy’s laughter booms against your smooshed face until he helps you resituate.
“Should I crash the fucking car into a mountain, or something? It’s hard to focus on this and the driving’sall,” Jason cutely turns around, looking at Roy with an innocence the situation should not possess, but you’re so glad it does. “That way when I accelerate it doesn’t have to go anywhere but it’ll still vibrate.”
You and Roy share a look, leaving you to bite your lip. 
Roy snorts, “Sure, Jay.” 
Jason does end up crashing the car, sending the controller absolutely crazy as he does. 
You cry out in pleasure, wriggling against the sheets at the brief burst of vibration. Roy motions Jason closer as he lays the rope across your skin, helping Jason knot and twist it until you’re sufficiently hogtied. The silky rope is tight around each of your breasts, threading down between your pussy lips, then straight through to part your asscheeks salaciously.
Once Roy’s pleased, he commands Jason to slip you over onto your stomach so you face Kori.
Kori licks her index finger nice and slow for you, propping her phone up on the sink to give you all a nice view of her manicured nails slipping through her bush, all the way down to her clit. She begins rubbing slowly, watching sardonically as you whimper against the low vibrations. 
“As much as this is about Jason, baby,” You feel someone lining up behind you and mewl pathetically. Your eyes can hardly focus on Kori on the screen in front of you, let alone the camera displaying you, Jason and Roy. “Would it be alright if I cut in?”
“Fuck,” You groan, feeling the phantom weight of his member bobbing close to your entrance. 
Surprisingly it’s Jason who runs a calm hand through your hair before bundling it up and tugging your head back to meet their faces. Your mouth forms a tiny ‘o’ when your eyes rest upon theirs.
“We need a verbal response,” Jason’s voice sinfully dribbles across your name, you have no choice but to give in to his domineering demeanor.
“Please,” Comes your wrecked response.
“Good boy, Jay,” Roy smirks wolfishly as he drags Jason in for a searing kiss. “I just want a taste, promise, then she’s all yours. Control the remote for me for a sec, okay?” Roy turns his attention back to you with a wicked gaze. “You ready, beautiful?”
Were you ready for him to fuck you when you’ve been waiting for his dick ever since the first break room escapade? 
“I don’t think I can wait any longer, Roy,” You answer honestly. It seems to catch him off guard. His face opens up for you in a way you haven’t seen since he made it official in the desert.
“Really?” Even Jason seems surprised by his reaction.
You bite your lip, nodding coquettishly.
“Jay know this?” Roy asks breathlessly, looking at you like he wants to devour you right then and there. “How bad you want me?”
Your eyes flicker over to Jason, which he takes as an opportunity to rev the game, vibrating the controller.
“Answer him,” The shyness in Jason’s voice is completely gone. You might think he was even upset had it not been for the obvious tent in his boxers.
“I talk about you all the time,” You say as he slinks over your body, hovering over you with his larger form. You feel embarrassed to go on, but Kori’s encouraging coos leave you no choice but to divulge everything. “He asks me if I’m imagining it’s you when he’s fucking into me,” Jason releases a shaky exhale at your admission. “He stretches me out, telling me to imagine he’s getting me ready for the two of you to fuck my pussy at the same time-“
“Shit, Jay,” Roy breathes, turning his head around to face Jason’s blushing form. “Such a filthy mouth. I’ll need to punish you later, won’t I?”
He rolls his eyes, but Roy lets him off easy as he’s more preoccupied with lining himself up. The tip of his cock teases your already slick entrance, threatening to push through and fill you for the first time. You’re reeling when Jason decides to amp up the vibrations.
You arch upward into Roy’s body. Your dazed eyes try to focus on Kori in front of you, but everything feels so fucking good. You’re pretty sure your mouth is moving, but you have no idea if anything coherent comes out once Roy’s tip breaches your tight cunt. 
He pushes in slowly, murmuring sweet things in your ear as he fills your cunt with his girth. Jason’s slowed down the vibrations to nearly nothing so you can feel all of Roy as he fully pushes in.
You’ve just gotten used to his thick cock when Jason makes a demand, “Moan for Kori.”
Roy groans, body shivering inside you as your eyes meet hers on the screen.
You blush, suddenly feeling shy as her half-lidded neon green eyes meet your widened ones. Jason won’t allow it, though as he amps up the controller to a nearly unbearable speed. You unleash an unholy moan, arousal leaking through the cracks in a way that leaves your partners visibly affected.
“More,” Kori commands and you have no choice but to give in.
Roy’s hips pick up the pace, thrusting deeper and deeper with each thrust until you’re wriggling around helplessly in their combined hold. The controller remains high as Jason claims your mouth in an aggressive kiss that matches Roy’s aggressive pace. Each thrust leaves the ropes tugging in all the right places, adding to the already intense sensations you’re assaulted with.
You don’t realize you’re coming until the strength of it forces Roy’s leaking cock out of your cunt. Just like at the picnic, you squirt everywhere, drenching everyone in the vicinity in your want. 
“It’s been so long since you’ve squirted for us, baby,” Roy practically vibrates next to your panting form.
You’re too sensitive and whine until they untape the controller from your thigh but the ropes stay on. There’s no time for recovery before Jason stakes his claim on you.
Jason tentatively fucks your dripping cunt until Roy’s gentle encouragement spurs him to shove his fingers in your mouth. Your tongue lulls out of your mouth in response, wanting- no, needing to be filled. The way you feel, coupled with the way they’re talking about you like a fucking object leaves you reeling.
“Kori,” You whimper as she watches you sardonically through the screen.
“She can’t help you, babe,” Jason’s husky voice groans against your ear. “You want Roy’s dick?” Your lulled tongue drooling is the only response the redhead needs as he lines himself up with your open mouth.
“If it gets to be too much, just snap your fingers, okay?” You nod gratefully.
It’s not too much at all. In fact, it’s everything you need and more.
You’ve never tried consecutive orgasms before, but damn if you didn’t feel like you were about to come again. This time it builds with an icy tremor across your hot skin, blossoming across your face all the way down to your lower stomach.
Kori’s fingers speed up on the screen. She’s wet as fuck. You can hear it with every slick flick of her fingers against her creamy cunt. It’s all too much and entirely not enough.
“Mmph!” You groan against Roy’s cock as Jason drills into your g-spot. Each thrust tightens the ropes around your body in the most delicious way. You wriggle your ass helplessly in the air as you take their wanton ministrations.
Your eyes tear up as you take Roy’s impressive length deeper down your throat, attention on Kori as you near closer to coming undone again. Roy pulls out, smacking his dick against your cheeks and drawing the tip teasingly across your swollen, fuck-doll lips.
“You like Jay’s dick?” Roy smirks down at your lucid face. When you don’t respond, he tugs at the hold he has on your hair. “Answer us,” He demands, teeth gritted in arousal as he awaits your answer. 
“Feels,” You pant, moaning when Roy smacks your face lightly so you focus on finishing your sentence. “So good, Jason. Please!” You beg as his hips snap flush against your tight hole. “Feels so fucking good, baby.”
“You want to come?” Jason takes over control of your hair from Roy as he snaps your head back to force you into a dizzying kiss.
You nod, gasping as you pull apart, “Please, Jay.”
He groans at the nickname, doubling his efforts on your pussy.
“So beautiful,” Kori praises 
He doesn’t last much longer. His hips snap into your tight heat a few more sloppy thrusts before his hot come fills inside your cunt deep. He groans, smacking your ass like you showed him you like as he pulls out. Roy doesn’t let too much come escape before he flips your sensitive come filled cunt around for Kori to see.
She wanted a show, so you’re going to give her one.
“Talk to her, Star,” Roy prompts as he fingers all the come that’s fallen to your thighs back inside your pussy with a lewd squelch. You pull away from him slightly, spurring slight concern, “Are you okay, baby? Do you need to use the safe word?” You shake your head with a gentle moan as you settle back toward him. “Are you sure?”
“Verbal,” Jason warns you.
“Yes, I’m sure,” You wriggle back even more toward Roy’s dripping fingers as if to prove your point.
Jason praises with a light kiss to your brow, “Good girl.” His eyes, however, are entirely focused on the mess Roy’s pushing in and out of your tight cunt.
“I wish I could taste you,” Star whimpers quietly into the speaker.
Though you can’t see her from your position, her voice is enough to send tantalizing shivers down your used body.
“Film this shit, Jay,” Roy eagerly hands the phone to Jason to film Roy fucking Jason’s come into you until Roy’s soon joins the mix.
You’re panting, entirely exhausted, as they show off you’re fucked-out form to a gasping Kori. It’s erotic enough of a sight that she sputters and comes onto her three fingers soon after you’ve been filled.
There’s a light knock on the bathroom door and Kori’s quick to sheepishly wave and hang up. However, she manages to catch the beginning of your orgasm as Jason and Roy lavish you with their fingers and tongues. You come with a muffled cry against the fingers Jason’s shoved in your mouth, releasing against the pads of Roy’s expert fingers.
You’re left groaning in overstimulation when it’s all done. 
They pepper kisses across your heated skin as you come down from the high, mewling all the while. Once you’re more coherent, Roy shows Jason how to remove the ropes that bind you.
“You were so good,” Jason looks to Roy for encouragement that this is what comes next. 
It apparently is because, the next thing you know, Roy’s rifling around in your bathroom shit for lotion. Roy instructs Jason to warm it between his hands slightly before placing it on your tender skin. 
They murmur praises against your ears, pressing kisses along your body as they continue the aftercare.
“How do you feel, gorgeous?” Roy asks. “Does anything hurt?”
“Mm,” You moan as their hands work gently against your body. “I feel really fucking good.”
“Nothing hurts?” Jason confirms.
“Nope,” You pop the ‘p’ as you lazily drawl the word from your fucked-out mouth.
“So,” Jason starts tentatively. His hands still their movements on your skin as if he’s suddenly nervous. “You’d want to try this again?”
“Of course,” You say with a smile, “but next time I want Kori to fuck me with her alien strap, too.”
The look in both of their eyes prove that they agree completely.
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Later that night, Kori interrupts your gaming session as she bursts in with three bags of something that smells incredible.
“I brought takeout!” 
You pause the game to greet her with a chaste kiss that she deepens, “How was your sister?”
“It was good! We got lunch at the new place downtown you told me about,” She presses another chaste kiss to your lips before moving to greet Jason and Roy with much of the same. “Then we went shopping- oh!” She pulls out a red dress from her bag. “I got this for you!”
It’s as red as your cheeks and easily matches the safeword from earlier. You take the dress gratefully, if not sheepishly, “Thank you, Kor. So, you had fun?”
“Mostly,” She hums as she sets out an abundance of steaming boxes. “Sometimes my sister can be…” Kori trails off, as if not knowing the word. 
“Difficult,” Roy supplies for her.
“Yes,” Kori beams in his direction. You help her set out plates while she and Jason dish out enough food to feed an army. “I still had a good time, though. I miss her.”
“I take it you told her about us?” Jason asks, though he refuses to make eye contact with anyone. 
“I did,” She nods, seemingly worried that it’s the wrong answer. 
“And?” He questions.
“She did not care for it, Jason.” 
Jason responds as if on autopilot, “I see.”
Your stomach sinks. You’ve yet to tell anyone back home, but you’d hate to face rejection when you do. Even Roy seems disappointed, though he doesn’t look surprised. Meanwhile, Jason’s wearing his best version of a poker face, though you all know him well enough to see right through it.
Though you obviously feel affected by the rejection, you hate seeing how it wears on your partners. Your not going to let one person’s opinion come between who you’ve really been falling in love with.
You refuse to let Kori’s sister have this affect over any of you.
“Well, I like what we have,” You sit back down at the table, blushing when all three easily follow behind you. “It’s unconventional, sure, but it’s not like we need approval from her or anyone,” You continue on before your anxiety can tell you to shut up. “Besides, us all living together is just the first step of, well, everything. We know what we want for ourselves and we’re doing it, of course people are going to be dicks about it, regardless of the, you know,” You trail off sheepishly as you look around the table at your awe-struck partners, “polyamory… anyway. Never mind.”
It’s completely quiet as your words sink over the sullied mood.
“She is right,” Kori’s the one who ends up breaking the silence. You wait for her to say more and are completely shocked when she does, “I love all of you.” 
You don’t mean to but you gasp. No one’s yet to broach the L-word, so it takes you completely off guard.
“I’ve never been one to give a fuck what anyone says or thinks,” Jason says. “I love you guys, too.” His serious face draws a smile to yours. Meanwhile, Roy looks like he’s just won the lottery.
“I love you all,” Roy quickly spouts.
No one pressures you and you almost consider keeping your feelings to yourself. Almost. 
They’ve all been there for you when no one else was and all they ask for in return is all you could ever ask of them. They’re all completely different and, yet all completely perfect for you. If they’re being this open, you want to be open with them, too.
“So, we’re all in love, then?” You blush, hoping it’s not too obvious but it doesn’t seem to matter regardless.
All of them are up, out of their seats to draw you into a group hug. Tiny kisses are scattered across everyone’s everywhereuntil, eventually, dinner moves to the new bed.
They make good on their word of the strap, something Kori completely dominates you with. She lays behind you as she fucks into you lazily with her ginaormous alien-dick strap. Her hands trail up your body as you flick your tongue against Roy’s, who’s laying on his side facing you while Jason fucks into him from behind, mirroring Kori’s position behind you.
It’s slow and intimate as the four of you meld together as lovers.
When you’re finished, you can’t help but feel a little disappointed. They were all going to go back to their place, leaving you alone for the first night over at the new place.
“What is wrong?” Kori lifts your chin gently, searching your eyes with confusion. Her slow cleaning movements against your skin halt. “Is it me?”
“No, it’s not you,” You snort, turning around in her arms to give her a chaste, reassuring kiss. “Well, kind of,” She quirks a brow, something you find entirely too cute. “I want this to feel even more like our place. I don’t want to stay here all alone,” You end with a pout.
“We were already planning on staying the night, love,” Jason places a reassuring kiss against your forehead.
You brighten instantly, “You’re all staying?”
“Of course,” Jason says at the same time Roy says, “We do have a bed to break in, right?”
“It doesn’t just have to be sex,” You say.
You’re already feeling completely spent after such an adventurous day. All you want to do is snuggle in bed with them, watching shitty movies that Jason and Kori pick out. So, this is exactly what the four of you do. You’re all propped up on the new bed together as some old movie flickers across the screen. Roy had argued for Dirty Dancing, but had conceded to Jason’s pick of Somewhere in Time. 
“Of course you’d pick a chick-flick,” Roy half-heartedly complains approximately 20 minutes in.
“Picked it out just for you, Harper,” Before he can say any more, Roy quite literally hits him with a pillow over the face, “You redheaded fucking cunt,” Jason takes the pillow and smacks him over his head in retaliation.
“PILLOW FIGHT!” Roy swipes the pillow from behind your back, standing on the bed in Jason’s big sweats to smack you and Kori in the face. 
You share one look with her before the two of you are up and joining in.
Roy attempts to get another one over on Jason, but Jason pulls his sweats down and tackles him to the mattress before he can. Roy wrestles with him, attempting to dodge the pillow Jason brings down upon him, but it’s in vain.
You take a different approach. You’re on your knees, giggling with Kori. You lightly take hits at each other back and forth like it’s soft porn as feathers empty out of it and litter into the air. You manage to keep it sexy until you accidentally get one good smack on her. 
Suddenly it’s not so sexy.
Kori’s on your ass in an instant, decking you in the face with a new pillow, sending a new plume of feathers into the already filled air. You double over in laughter, holding up your hands in surrender but she doesn’t concede. Instead, she holds you down as Roy straddles you to finish you off in her honor.
Jason comes valiantly to your rescue. He’s able to get Roy off of you, but when it comes to Kori, he’s fucked. She decks him with two pillows to the face with a super strength you’re convinced she holds.
The pillow fight only lasts so long before is devolves into a make out pile. You kiss anyone and everyone you can get your hands on, writhing against their familiar bodies in the massacre of feathers that now coat the duvet. You and Kori eventually tire and shoo the men off the bed to swipe the excess feathers to the floor. 
With a clean bed and feathered hair, Kori grabs Roy bridal style. She deposits him into bed before joining him under the covers. Jason lifts you in the same way, tucking you into bed next to them with a dopey smile. You end up cuddling in between Jason and Roy with Kori splayed partially over you and the other redhead.
With all of them by your side, you now realize your first observation of this town had been incorrect. Yes, it’s true that, on the surface, the desert lacked life, the caring people you’ve surrounded yourself with definitely do not. No, they make it beautiful, magical even.
Though at first, all you could see was red dust, Kori, Roy and Jason have since shown you the sturdy roots and budding flora that scatter across the horizon. It’s something you may have glanced over in the beginning, but now it’s all you can see. 
It’s different, sometimes dizzying how different your life has become since meeting them, but you wouldn’t trade it for the world. No, you wouldn’t have it any other way. 
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A/N: really sad this one is finally coming to an end! this was the third fic i'd ever written for the fandom and now i'm sitting at 6!
let me know your thoughts or if you'd like to see any dialoge or scenes for this universe! i'd love to make oneshots for it
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just so anon doesn’t feel like they want to kill themselves…i lowkey agree with them
Ur not alone anon
Again, there are HUNDREDS of fics on tumblr/AO3 where Larissa doesn’t have a cock. Are you strapped to a chair with your eyes forced open in a A Clockwork Orange style, anon? Is someone forcing you to read those? Life gets so much easier when you realise that it only takes one scroll to ignore what you don’t like.
Some people like cocks, some don’t. Some will include it in their work, others (most!) won’t. Get over it. Writers publishing FREE content don’t owe you anything.
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The Best Policy
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This is *months* behind, but better late than never, right? Right??? 😂 😭
The last chapter of "The Best Policy" is finally up on ao3! It is full of tenderness and talking about feelings like adults and gentle hands in hair because this was a real "let's see how much self-indulgence we can fit in this baby" moment for me, you guys. Feel free to give this one a miss if you need something less sweet than Robrechts's infamous [redacted] brownies from the first chapter, but if you need a fic that would just like to hug you closely for a little while, this chapter is for you.
xoxo,
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erisenyo · 1 year
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For the amazing @ash-and-starlight who wanted more of the hairdressing sisters from To Open Every Door to Night, To Meet Each Rising Sun and made this beautiful amazing glorious art to go with this story!
The Fire Lord needs a new hairdresser, a grueling process of vetting and testing and background checking. Sokka might know just the person, tough--if only he can find her in the city. And if only he can figure out how to make sure Zuko likes her without revealing the whole, you know. Fire Lord thing.
Or,
Sokka takes Zuko on a date in the city that does not go at all how Zuko expects it to. (At least not at first.)
Featuring Sokka's love of shopping, flirting with your boyfriend, surprise dates, an undercover Fire Lord unexpectedly hearing all the gossip about himself, a few sudden revelations, and the importance of hair.
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cool! lemme just- *goes offscreen and grabs the lighter fluid*
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secondbeatsongs · 1 year
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I love fandom, because I can think to myself, "I know it makes no sense, but wouldn't it be fun if the characters from this 1970s british cop show celebrated Thanksgiving?" and when I look, not only did someone else have the exact same thought that I did, but they had that thought in 1998, and their fic about it is still up online
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sunshinediaz · 9 months
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all things bright and beautiful | 8.2k, teen
fill for @badthingshappenbingo—mistaken identity
“There was a pileup on the bypass,” Bobby explains. “Only a few casualties, but several major and minor injuries. Traffic was rerouted.”  Buck tugs off his t-shirt and pulls on the polo Eddie hands him. “D’you know what happened?”   “A big truck rear-ended a bus,” Bobby answers. “Brakes gave out and the driver pulled over to the shoulder, but not before clipping the back end of the bus hard enough to send it into the other lane.”  Eddie winces, mind going to Christopher before he shakes off that thought. There’s no need for him to go down that road because he’ll only chase useless rabbits. “Who responded?”  “One-thirty-six.”  He hums. “Good hands.”  Bobby agrees, nodding. “We waited until you two showed up to go over the day’s announcements,” he says, dropping his arms and widening his stance and there, that’s the Bobby Eddie loves, all open and warm and inviting like a dad. He smiles, crinkling his eyes at the corners. “Breakfast is almost gone, so you two had better hurry and change.”  “Will do, Cap.”  Bobby heads back up toward the loft, leaving Eddie and Buck to finish getting dressed. They hurry, tugging on pants and buttoning up shirts, jostling each other’s shoulders for a round of giggles just like they do every time they share a shift.  Buck sits on the bench and pulls his boots on. “You know,” he starts, doing up his laces, “kids are almost eight times safer riding in a school bus than in a car with their parents.”  “That so?”  Buck nods. “I, uh, did a little bit of research without you when Chris asked to start riding the bus,” he says, scratching the back of his head. “I know we talked it through and decided it was fine, but I just wanted to be extra sure.”  Eddie smiles, soft and mollified, and combs his fingers through Buck’s hair. “Of course you did,” he says, tipping Buck’s face up for a quick kiss on the forehead. “I love you so much, baby.”  “Good.” Buck grins and lifts up for another kiss, longer and sweeter. “‘Cause I love you, too.”  Laughing, Eddie laces his fingers with Buck’s and pulls him up. They’ve been together for a few years, having spewed their feelings for one another a couple months after they ended things with Marisol and Natalia, and Eddie’s never been as heavy with joy as he is now. He hopes it’s like this, always—fun and free and full of adoration and loyalty. It’ll make for a long, happy life.  They rush up the stairs together, taking them two at a time because everything’s a competition when it comes to them; Chim and Hen see them first, waving and yelling so loud over something Ravi’s apparently said and heckling for their opinion on the matter that Eddie almost misses the sound of his phone going off. He reaches into the back pocket of his pants and pulls it out.  Buck taps his bicep. “Who is it?”  He frowns. “It’s Chris’s school,” he says, pressing the button and bringing it to his ear. “Hello?”  There’s crackling silence on the other end, and then a woman’s voice comes through, shaky but clear, “Is this Eddie Diaz?”  His frown deepens. “Yes,” he says. “Is everything okay?”  “Mr. Diaz,” the lady begins, stops, coughs, and then starts over with, “Mr. Diaz, there’s been an accident."
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Hey! I loved your art of god of explosions soap and alb ghost. Do you have a post going into any of the lore/world building? I love creature aus! If you don't already have a post, I'd love to hear more about it! (Also what's an alb?)
I've not shared anything anywhere yet! Just the two drawings. Not super solid on the world building yet, so I'm gonna wait with sharing that for now until I have a better grip. Do intend to write a fic for these two when I've got some scenes together though!
Ghost being an Alb is generally inspired by the german "Nachtalb". I'm not aiming for him to be precisely that, but it was my jumping-off point. Also I grew up on the 'Alb' spelling, but that might be a regional thing? No idea why in english they quote it only as 'Alp'.
Ghosts abilities aren't something I've completely settled on yet (gotta keep my options open for plot and angst, you never know *rubs hands*), but he's a kind of fear entity.
Alb's are myth's answer to sleep apnea, sleep paralysis, nightmares, and night terrors. As such he sustains himself on consuming dreams (rare) and breath, and causing fear (more effectively when it's during people's rest but also when awake), nightmares etc. I'll probs keep some of the mischief Albs are known for, not that anyone would believe it's Ghost which he finds super funny, and also some shapeshifting.
His body is sand based, as a nod to the sandman (folklore), golden sand being dreams he consumed and black his base being from nightmares/dear. His bed's full of sand. His gear is full of sand. He prefers knives to guns cause guns and sand don't mix and having to keep it all together is so annoying. It's rumoured Ghost can control shadows, but it's actually his own black sand he moves around.
I'm pretty sure the skull mask is his actual face, and him making it gold is bragging about eating dreams (not that anyone would know, but it's enough that ghost knows, and considering that there's a god of dreams they're not exactly easy to get ahold of).
The tag is: #tactax mwii creatures au
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Head empty just Roy and jason being submissive while high with reader ehueheuhe
(Ignore this if you want)
definitely more of this prompt to come in the next chapter!
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𓅪 Rated: M | TW: weed | 1.7k includes: alternate universe no powers, modern au, eventual polyamory, eventual relationships, eventual smut, gamestop au
𓅪 established roy harper x koriand'r eventual: jason todd x reader, Roy Harper x reader, koriand'r x reader endgame: Jason Todd x reader x Roy Harper x koriand'r
It's not your fault you always want the latest games, exclusives and merch for the fandoms you're in. 
In your old town, certain GameStop’s had even banned you from trading due to how much you were in there, something you’d never understand. Other stores sneered at you for always buying up the good shit before the employees even had the chance to stake their claim on it.
Since moving nearly across the country, the new GameStop you’ve started going to definitely seems to be the most chill of the bunch.
It's a small, podunk town in Arizona, which means you never have to beat the lines like you had to in the hustle and bustle of the East Coast cities. The town's big enough to stay somewhat anonymous but small enough that if you visit a place once a week, by week three, everyone will know your social security number.
Needless to say, the GameStop workers know your car by now, as evidenced by the way Roy sees you pull in and attempts to snuff out whatever he’s been smoking.
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You don't normally use their back parking lot, but the DMV next door is extra packed today and spilled over into the shared lot. You figure he’s been smoking a cigarette until you step out of your car and smell it.
“I’m telling,” Is all you say. He flips you off easily.
Roy had always been overly welcoming and easy to joke with right off the bat, something you appreciated since you knew no one here.
“At this point, you may as well fucking work here. Your word would mean more than mine,” You laugh and make gimmie hands, which he goes to oblige easily, then stops. He regards you silently for a moment before looking around, then up at the security camera that he was just out of view of before finally holding out the joint to you. Fucking paranoid stoners, you can barely contain your eye roll. “Didn’t take you for the smoking type, darlin’.” 
“Considering you don’t know me, that seems about right,” He laughs easily at your prickly humor as you sidle up to him in the blindspot of the camera, blushing slightly when your fingers accidentally brush in the hand-off. “My ex was a huge stoner kinda formed a habit that I can’t even maintain.” 
“Money?” He winces only after the question comes out, seeming only then to realize it’s a bit of an invasive question for the circumstances. 
You’ve been coming to this GameStop at least twice a week, though almost always more, for the past few months since you moved to AZ. Whether it be to browse or trade- Roy, a redhead named Star and some brooding dick with a grey streak always seemed to be there (you’ve never seen him wear a name tag, but he seems to be the manager). Regardless, your relationship hardly seemed to go past customer service ever. That is, until now.
Roy doesn’t seem like the type to have a filter, so you know he means no offense. You can’t lie, though; seeing him all flustered is doing certain things to you. 
You snap yourself from your thoughts. 
Roy has always been extra touchy-feely with the beautiful red-headed employee who always offers you kind smiles and excited opinions on your choices. However, she has a special affinity for plushies and always seems to push more on you. At this point, you could run a shelter for plushies with the way their cute dead eyes watched you from the growing pile on your bed.
Who are you to tell this seven-foot-tall goddess no?
“No,” You chuckle lightly as you inhale. “I never learned how to roll.” 
It's a lie. 
A total, complete lie, but you know one thing: men love to think they're teaching you something. Plus, if it means someone will roll you free weed, who are you to turn it down?
“Oh, babe. I’ve got you,” Roy’s silky voice stirs arousal within you as he pulls out the decrepit remains of a smartphone. Android or Apple, it’s too far gone to tell, but the screen still brightens when he bangs on the home button, so it couldn’t technically be considered completely trashed…
“Won’t your girlfriend be mad?” You ask, looking hesitantly at the sharded screen he was pushing your way.
“Kori?” Roy gestures to the store behind the two of you before waving off your concern. “Nah, she’s chill.” 
Kori, huh? She always wears a name tag that says Star, but you should’ve known it's just a nickname.
With all the basement creeps that come in and try to hit on you while you're here, you can’t imagine Kori’s position. Hell, you didn’t want to wear your name tag at the diner half the time if it wasn’t for Pam forcing you to ‘play nice.’
You raise a dubious brow, “I think you misunderstand my question: is Kori single?” 
He snorts easily, eyes crinkling around the scattered freckles on his face. “Fucking figures that I’d finally get your number and you’re more concerned with the redhead inside.” 
“Finally get it?” The deep voice startles you as the ‘Employee Only’ door whips open to reveal skunkhead.
“Get what?” You ask with a tiny tilt of your head.
Name-tagless dude gestures down to Roy’s cracked screen, “We had a bet going on.” 
“Yeah, man. I got the number, but she wants the other babe,” Sexy brooding skunk, fuck- you have to learn his actual name, laughs. “Also, stop spying on me during my break, fucking weirdo.”
“I’m your boss,” He grabs the joint from your fingers and takes a long drag. Your eyes remain wide while his close into green slits, taking you in with the smoke, closing his eyes with the exhale. “How else would I know you’re corrupting our best customer?”
“Corrupting!” Roy exclaims, gesturing to you as his eyes rip open. You immediately hold your hands up in surrender. “She came up to me! You know how the ladies get with this hair, Jay.”
Your face wrinkles in obvious disgust, “Is it too late to delete my contact?”
Roy huffs and yanks the blunt from ‘Jay’ and shoos him, “Jay, you’re ruining my shot, man.”
“Yeah, me,” Jay rolls his eyes and motions you in before retreating back inside. “What do you want?”
This time, you don’t contain your eye roll as you attempt to catch up to his quick pace. “What happened to the monotonous ‘Welcome to GameStop’ I used to get?”
“You’ve got half of my employees stockpiling the good shit for you. That’s what happened,” He glances at you over his shoulder, his usual emotionless eyes glinting with the slightest bit of amusement.
You don’t bother with a response as you follow him out of the elusive break room you’d seen them disappear to in the past.
“Not my fault you only have like four employees,” You shrug with a faux-innocence he sees right through. You’re cute, though, so he’ll let it slide.
“I have three employees and all of them would probably return this overdue shit for you without question,” He gives you an unimpressed look as he underlines the ‘return by’ date on your receipt and flips it around for you to see. “Two days, a bit irresponsible, no?” He exhales dramatically as he clicks obnoxiously around on the computer on the counter before shaking his head. “Don’t know if we can help even a loyal customer such as yourself in an incident like this.”
You don’t know Jay well enough to know if he’s joking or not, but before you can even respond, the bell chimes and welcomes in one of the other usual customers.
“You always come in on Tuesdays,” The man winks at you and starts toward the counter, but Jason shakes his head and points toward the door. “What? I didn’t do anything this time!”
“Buddy, we’ve already talked about you scaring off my customers.” 
“Three strikes doesn’t apply?” He disappears off between the shelves before coming toward the counter again with a box in hand. Once he’s back in sight, your eyes drop to the counter in front of you, wishing he would just leave you alone.
“Pretty sure you’re at your limit and,” He cuts off the man before he can interrupt. “I’m not going to argue with you about my own strike system, so kindly fuck off.” There’s nothing kind about the dark timber of Jay’s voice. The other man seems to think better of questioning the manager who makes the GameStop uniform look like a stripper outfit through his muscles alone.
“Just came here to get this, man,” He drops the box on the counter and you recognize it as the new, limited edition final season statue worth over $400. 
Jason seems to realize this, too and looks to you with a silent apology before quickly checking the man out and personally escorting him to the door after. 
“Just because you’re a big spender doesn’t mean you won’t be banned if you don’t start treating her, let alone any other woman, with some fucking respect,” The look he gives the man is enough to send him scurrying out without so much as a glance back at you.
“Thanks,” You say quietly in the wake of silence that follows the door’s bell. The tinkling noise echoes around in your ears.
“Don’t thank me for shit like that,” His tone leaves no room for negotiation. You say nothing else as he processes the late return without question. 
As soon as he hands you your receipt, Jay walks you out to your car, holding the door open for you, all while making sure the man hasn’t lingered in the parking lot or anything. Luckily, it seems like Jay’s warning has sufficiently warded the creep off. He makes sure you’re completely in your car before shutting your door, then watches you peel out of the lot until your car is a mere fleck in his vision.
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A/N: this was a spur of the moment fic i really had a craving for a gamestop au after i was forced to go in there to return some shit and was like o... i know what i need to do now, hence ^
let me know what you think and check out my pinned for my other content!
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compacflt · 1 year
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first of all, YOUR MIND! your takes are truly refreshing and things that most people don't acknowledge about Mav and Ice.
I love commentary on every post but why do you hide your best insights in the tags?
Question on Cyclone, did he go to the wedding? Did he bring a gift? I'm trying to picture it but can't. Was he even invited?
thank u for the ask! NO cyclone was not invited to the wedding. was there a moment after he found out that they got married when he was like ‘☹️ I wish i were invited’? 100% YES. but ice is not Friends with any of his work colleagues and cyclone was actively antagonistic towards mav during the mission so NO he was not invited to the wedding. Ice, writing invitations: “Hey our policy on Cyclone Simpson is ‘fuck that guy,’ right?” Mav, also writing invitations: “Yeah, fuck that guy.”
he WAS invited to roosters wedding though. As a joke, but he went anyway bc ice was there.
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