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hollandsmushroom · 3 years

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EAT ME

JJ Maybank x Reader

Summary: Smut, pure smut with a tiny but of plot if you look with a magnifine glass

Word count: 2.1k

The two of you were out on the HMS Pogue with the rest of the guys and you were sitting there, your legs slightly spread as you eyed JJ, your core unintentionally starting to get slick. He was shirtless and laughing at something John B. had just said, his abs flexing as his chest shook. You looked away, knowing that you couldn't take it much longer or you might just snap, you watched as the reds swayed in the wind took a long sip of your beer, searching for any distraction from the growing heat between your legs. JJ looked over at you, an air of worry overtaking him as he saw your demeanor, slightly shaken, bouncing your leg up and down, even with thr concern he couldn't help but admire as your thighs jiggled. He quickly realized that his worry was missplaced, his eyes fell upon your heat, a wet spot forming on your maroon swimsuit bottoms and your lip trapped between your teeth as you looked anywhere but him. He smirked to himself as he stood up. Walking towards you and placing himself in the empty space next to you on the edge of the boat, his shoulder pressed to your.

"You okay, baby?" He hummed, rubbing his hand up your inner thigh

"Yeah, totally" you said, still not meeting his gaze. His finger flicked out, gently running over you folds through your swimsuit. A moan caught in the back of your throat, you coughed instead, as to avoid the attention of the other pogues.

"JJ," you muttered in a warning tone as his finger kept softly grazing over your clothed core.

"Hmm" he grinned at you, proud of how he made you feel, "What made you feel like this, who made you this wet?" He just wanted to hear you say it, that he made you this much of a mess but you didn't want to give him that, not as he was taunting you in front of your friends.

"John B. I mean look at those abs," you hissed meeting his gaze. A fire lit behind JJs eyes as the words sank in.

"Is that right?" He spoke, standing up from his seat next to you and going to it the wheel of the boat.

"Guys, we gotta go home, Y/n isn't feeling well" the rest of the pogues looked at you concerned but you just waved them off, knowing what JJ was up to.

"Its just heat exhaustion, nothing laying down in a cool room wont fix," you assured them. You were back at the Chateau within minutes, JJ gathering your stuff and walking it to your car.

"Bye guys," you called out to the pogues, reaching for the driver's side door but JJ stopped you.

"Nope, you're not driving, even though you made up the heat stroke thing, you look a little flushed" he chided cupping your pussy, you gasped at the sudden contact nodding as you made your way over to the passenger side. As soon as you sat down JJs hand was on your thigh, massaging the flesh as he pulled out of the drive way and started back to your house, knowing you're parents were at work and the house would be empty.

You sat in silence, too focused on the boys hand on your thigh to come up with words, god did JJ make you flustered. His hand started making it's way further up your thigh until he slid his fingers under the fabric of your swimsuit bottoms, tapping your clit causing you to jolt and let out a string of curses. You looked at him, his jse clenched, eyes on the road, knowing all he wanted to do was look at you. He tapped you clit again, this time you arched your back out and closed your eyes.

You pulled into your drive way, your hand immediately finding the small plastic fob and pressing the button to release you from the seat belt. You grabbed your things and followed JJ to the door seeing as he still had your keys. He quickly unlocked the door, reaching back and grabbing your hand, he pulled you into him, lips attaching to his as he kicked the door closed. You dropped all your stuff right there as he started walking the two of you to your room, his hands tracing your sides, running underneath the cup of your bikini top and grazing over your hard nipples making you gasp into the kiss, you could feel his smile in response. As soon as you reached your room his hand left your breast, reach around behind you and skillfully untying the bikini from you, it quickly fell to the floor, your bare breasts pressed against the ratty grey shirt that he wore. His lips left yours and dragged down your body, kissing his way down your neck, sucking each of your nipples before continuing farther down, he left a trail if wet open mouth kisses along the hem of your bottoms before he pulled them down and standing back up.

His hands on your shoulders he pushed you back, your knees buckling on the edge of the bed making you fall back onto your mattress. Looking you in the eye, he placed a knee between your spread legs, dragging a hand up your thigh to your heat as the other hand propped him above you. His fingers danced centimeters from your core but not quite touching it until he did, his fingers delving deep inside of you as he stared you in the eye.

"Now, Y/n, I'm gonna ask you one more time, who made you this wet?"

"Oh fuxk, JJ you did, you made me this wet" you moaned at the feeling of his fingers in you, but as quick as they were in you they were gone and JJ wasnt infront of your face and more, his head was between your legs, grapping your thighs and pulling you so your butt was almost off the edge of the bed, putting your legs on his shoulders and grabbing your ass with both hands.

"That's what I thought" his breath fanning over your sensitive heat making you twitch, but the twitch quickly morphed into a jolt as he went in, his mouth licking a hot stripe through your core.

His lips attached to your clit, sucking harshly on the bundle of nerves, your hips jerking up against his face once but he place a calloused palm on your lower belly, keeping you still.

His other hand that had previously been grabbing your ass, traced it's way up your leg, from your foot to the back of your knee and the soft flesh of your inner thigh, finally dancing in the crevice between your folds and thigh, you twitched slightly at the delicate touch, fingers moving to just below his chin, separating your folds and tracing your entrance. He dipped the tip of two fingers in, like he had earlier, but this was different, there was intense action behind his movements. Pushing his fingers out, spreading them just enough to stretch your walls before pushing himself knuckle deep in your cunt.

"JJ!" You screamed, thighs locking around his head and the sudden fullness, his knu keys dragging against your walls as he started to pump JJ's fingers in and out. The noise it made was vulgar, your juices, his tongue, your moans, his fingers.

You grabbed down to between your thighs, tugging on his dirty blonde locks, pulling at it from the roots causing him to moan in pleasure into your pussy. The sudden vibration, the rapid pace of his fingers fucking you, and his slightly chapped lips sucking on your clit, flicking under the hood with his tongue, sent you over the edge suddenly. A feeling like no other youd felt took over your body, thighs shifting around JJs head but he didnt stop his work, in fact it made him go harder, his teeth grazing over your swollen bundle, biting softly and sucking it from. stern his teeth, fingers still pumping in and out of you at a rapid pace, milking your orgasm for every ounce of pleasure he could make you feel.

When you finally came back down, back flattening against the mattress as your back straightened from the arch it had been in. Your chest rose and fell steadily causing your breasts to jiggle, something that didnt go unnoticed by JJ as he reached out and tweaked a nipple causing your eyes to snap open and look at him.

He looked wild, his face was slightly wet from your juices and some had even dripped onto the collar of his shirt, his hair was a mess from your fingers carding through it, his lips were plump and swollen, redder than they usually were, but the thing that caught your eye was the bulge in his pants, a wet spot on the cloth that covered his tip as he leaked precum.

You sat up, breasts falling as you did, JJ also eyed this, just as he had the jiggle when you were panting. Reaching your hand out you hooked your fingers in the waist band of his board shorts, pulling the down to leave him exposed. His dick seemed to be throbbing, precum covering the tip. JJ took his shirt off as you admired his cock, leaving him stark naked in front of you, you're favorite sight to see. You pumped his dick a couple times, smearing the precum across the tip of his dick with your thumb, his head fell back as you did this a hoarse moan leaving his lips.

"Fuck me" he groaned, biting his lip.

"I intend on doing that" you giggled, looking up at him.

"Yeah?" He asked prompting a nod from you, "Well I was planning on fucking you" he chided

"Well good thing it's a team effort" you whispered as he bent down, lips close to yours, almost touching as you spoke.

"That is a good thing" his lips crashed against yours, the force of the kiss pushing you back down onto the bed, lips abs tounges clashing as your body's pressed against each other. He had one had cupping your cheek, stroking the soft skin with the pad of his thumb as the other hand slid down between your bodies, grabbing hold of his dick and positioning it at your entrance.

He pulled back, looking into your eyes for assurance which you gladly gave him. He pushed into you quickly, a short gasp escaping your lips, his fingers were one thing but his dick was entirely another. Your walls stretched further, and it felt like amazing. JJ started to move, his hips rocking against yours as he held himself above you, watching your face as he fought to keep his eyes open, the pleasure instinct being to close them. He like watching you, your eyes clamped shut as you but your lip, hands looking for anything to hold onto, something to ground you from the pleasure of his dick in your cunt. Your hands found his shoulders, nails digging into the flesh leaving light crescent shaped marks on his biceps. You were both sensitive, but that didnt stop JJ, his hips picking up speed as your walls pulsed around him, he could tell that your orgams was building so he held back his, fighting through it, his hands making fists in the blankets.

You felt him in you, the sensitivity you had already felt and the closeness to the man you love adding to the rapid nature of the building of your orgasm. You knew that neither of you could last much longer but god did it feel so good. The fire lit in the pit if your stomach threatening to spill at any moment and flow through your blood stream, igniting every nerve ending in your body with an inescapable pleasure.

"JJ I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum" you barely got the words out as the world shut out completely, your body engulfing in the flames of ecstacy as JJs did the same above you, your walls squeezing him tight as he came deep inside you. The both of you stayed like that for a while, hips still rocking as you rode every moment of your highs together.

He soon pulled out falling onto the bed beside you and pulling you into his bare chest, he placed a soft kiss on your forehead as he brushed some hair out of the way.

"I love you, Y/n" you turned your head up, looking deep into his eyes.

"I love you too, JJ"

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equestrianwritingsstuff · 3 years

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For the sickness prompts, maybe 'bed bargain' with villain as character a and hero as character b? Love your writing, and I hope you're having a good day :)

Thank you so much for the ask. In reference to this ask game.

Bedtime Tantrums

Warnings: fever and annoyed caretaker

Hero scrubbed at the pan, trying to get the caramelized juice from the blueberry crisp. Her fingers hurt, her nails cracked, and little cuts stung with the dishsoap.

She let out a distressed whine, glaring at the pan before slugging it with a sharp punch. It bent, showing the imprints of her knuckles. Then she sunk to her knees, lolling her head against the white tile of the sink.

It had been a long, taxing day. First off, Villain appeared at her doorstep just before he passed out in her arms. She had dragged him all the way to her bed and ripped off his soaked, half-frozen clothes. He woke up from there and couldn't seem to go back to sleep- either from the discomfort of fever, or from another type of delirious intentions.

Until, finally, he exhausted himself to the point of sleeping once more, so Hero decided to decompress with some baking.

Though, the aftermaths of said baking, were not relieving of her annoyance whatsoever.

Gosh, was she tired. Part of her wished that she was the sick one in this situation. If she was sick, she would be at least courteous towards her caretaker and actually stay in bed.

"Hero?"

She groaned, rubbing her eyes. Not again...

"Hey dear," she stood up and approached Villain with a kind tone to her voice. "Why aren't you in bed?"

"Couldn't sleep," Villain whined. His face was unnaturally pale, eyes red with dark bags. He seemed to be having a hard time staying vertical.

"I think you can try harder," Hero cooed, pressing the back of her hand to Villain's forehead. He completely melted into the touch, nearly falling forward.

"Hey, hey, hey," Hero grabbed his shoulders and steadied him. "I got you." He looked at her with tear-filled eyes.

"Hey," Hero whispered, once again gingerly touching his face. He sighed, falling into the touch again.

"Okay," Hero grunted. "You're exhausted, so it's time to sleep. Okay?"

"Mmm no," Villain slurred, knees shaking. Hero sighed and pulled him into her, supporting all his weight. His face found itself laying on her shoulder.

"What will make you go to bed?" Hero murmured, bringing a hand to card through his hair.

"Food."

"You're hungry?" Hero asked, slightly dubious. He couldn't even keep down some water earlier before coughing and throwing it up.

"Mhm." Villain nodded weakly, collapsing even further into Hero. She adjusted her weight to hold him in the awkward embrace.

"Honey, you couldn't even manage to keep down water," Hero whispered. Villain groaned, a tired protest.

"Food," Villain begged, voice raspy and wheezy.

"Okay. I have some crackers. Want some crackers and then we can sleep?" Hero asked, crossing her fingers behind his back.

"'Kay," Villain whimpered, then completely went limp in her grasp. Hero swung her arm underneath his knees and his back, and lifted him up. He found a comfortable place to rest his head on her bicep and stared up at her with dreamy, unfocused eyes.

"Are you sure you want to eat?" Hero asked, carrying him over to a cupboard. He looked like he was about to doze off any second.

Villain's eyes drifted back into the present, observing Hero with contemplation before whimpering something that sounded close to a yes.

Groaning under her breath, Hero opened the cupboard with her teeth and pulled out the cracker box with them also. In her improvised way, she carried both the box of crackers and the barely conscious person to her couch. She set Villain on there with his upper body in her lap, head resting on the armrest. He squirmed until he got comfortable. Hero reached over, grapped the remote, and put on a tranquil, sweet movie with absolutely no action.

"Okey dokey," Hero said and took out a cracker. She cracked it in half and offered it to Villain's slightly parted mouth.

He nibbled at it before taking it, chewing slowly. When he refused to eat more, Hero thrusted her own hand inside and started eating them.

"Okay," she said, voice muffled from still chewing. "Bedtime."

Villain mouthed something incoherently as his eyes drifted shut. After a minute or two, his breaths slowed entirely.

"Thank God," Hero wiped her face with her hand, looking down at her ward.

#sick villain #feverish villain #tired villain #exhausted villain #delirium mention #passing out mention #exhaustion #hero caretaker #tired hero #tired caretaker #heros and villains #hero x villain

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tuiccim · 3 years

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Pineapple Juicy

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Word Count: 700ish

Warnings: Smut - NSFW 18+ Only!

A/N: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club drunk drabble clean up / Divider by @whimsicalrogers

"Hey, babe, I'm making a grocery list. Is there anything you want?" You ask Bucky as you lean against the counter.

"I'm, yeah, could you buy some more pineapple juice?" Bucky asks, not quite meeting your eyes.

"You just got a bottle a couple days ago. I didn’t know you liked it so much.”

“Uh, yeah.” He gives a tight smile.

You narrow your eyes at him, “What aren’t you telling me?”

“What? Nothing!”

“Barnes…” You cajole.

“It’s nothing...really. It’s just, I heard that pineapple juice makes it taste better.” Bucky blushes.

“Makes what taste better?” You are trying desperately to hold in your giggles.

“You know…” Bucky frames his hands around his crotch.

“Cum?” You giggle.

“Yeah…”

“And you were drinking juice so ‘it’ would taste better for me?” You press Bucky up against the counter.

“Yeah. You always taste so delicious. Wanted to make sure I did too.”

“Mmm, baby, then let’s test this theory out. You’ve been drinking it for two days straight.” You smile up at him as you sink to your knees. You make quick work of his belt and then slowly undo his jeans, all while looking up at him. Your mouth is watering for him. Pulling down his jeans and boxers until his cock is exposed, you lick your lips.

“You’re so beautiful looking up at me like that, Doll. So beautiful.” Bucky groans the last word as you slide him into your mouth. You moan as you taste his skin, the familiar feeling of his weight on your tongue. He throws his head back as you swirl your tongue around him. Your hand comes up to cup his balls and you slide a finger under them to massage his prostate. Bucky thrusts into your mouth, “Fuck, Doll. You’re so good.”

You relax your throat and suck him all the way down. Bucky’s hands grab onto your head as he groans out, “oh, fuck.” You let him fuck in and out of your mouth. As you feel his balls tighten in your hands, signaling he is close to release, you pull back and swirl your tongue around his head.

“You gonna come for me, baby? Come all over my tongue?” You ask as you pump him with your hand and swirl your tongue around him.

“Yes. Fuck, Doll.” Bucky groans as his release splashes across your tongue. You lick and suck and taste every drop.

“Mmmm,” you moan, “you taste so good, baby.”

“That was incredible, doll.” Bucky tucks himself back in his pants and helps you stand.

“I don’t think the pineapple juice does anything but you still taste fucking delicious.” You say as you press against Bucky.

“I noticed you drinking some yesterday. My turn to taste.” Bucky says as he throws you over his shoulder and heads to the bedroom. He throws you on the bed, rips your panties down your legs, and pushes your dress up. His palms splay your legs open and he licks over your core as if trying to devour you. His open mouth covers your clit and he swirls his tongue while flexing his jaw. You grap the sheets under you as your moans fill the air, “fuck, Bucky! Oh, God, oh, God!”

The intensity of his mouth working over you leaves you a moaning mess as you writhe under him. He’s eating you as if starving, as if he’s never had anything that tastes as good as you. Two fingers press into you and you lose your breath for a moment. ”Oh, fuck, fuck, I’m cumming!” your entire body spasms as Bucky works your through your orgasm. His tongue continues to lave over you even after the first orgasm is spent. Slowly, he builds momentum again. Each press of his tongue over your clit pulls whimpers from your lips. Your hands release their grip on the sheets to tangle in his hair. Bucky sucks your clit and you throw your head back.

“Oh, God, baby, it’s so good. You’re so good. Fuck.” Your voice’s pitch goes up as Bucky curls his fingers inside you finding your g spot and digging them into it deliciously. His tongue works double time on your clit and you feel your orgasm building strong. “Oh God, Oh God!” Suddenly, the coil in you snaps and you buck your hips involuntarily as you squirt over Bucky’s hand and face.You pant as you come down from the high.

“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Bucky smiles as he licks his fingers.

“I think pineapple juice is my new favorite drink.” You giggle.

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jean-does-not-have-a-horseface · 3 years

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Only Time Makes It Human 3

Part 1 | Part 2

A/N: hi and sorry for the long wait, I had to squish my brain real hard to get this chapter out, but I hope you like it, I decided a chapter about growth wasn't enough and y'all gave me an idea for angst so I just splashed it there and we'll delve into it more on the next chapter. 10/10 the idea works well enough for me to bring Levi and reader together even more. So don't call me out on being random. This is raw, un fucking edited, I'll edit later 💗

Pairing: Levi/ Reader

Tags: modern au, college au

Warnings: mentions of blood

Special kudos if you figure out why I used this gif ;)

The problem with your feet being numb in the morning when you woke up wasn't supposed to phase you as much as it currently did, but the weathering cold that had barged its way to your room silently begged to have you feel something other than the everlasting whirlpool of regret.

Which was -unsurpisingly- something you had been spiraling into a lot lately.

Your ringtone -or rather the caller that had caused it to go off- nontheless remained mercilessly unforgiving to your current condition. The brute vibrations that accompanied your once favorite song ripped through the air and bounced on every wall inside your room before it wooshed inside your eardrums.

You fucking finally had to change that ringtone, you thought.

Your feet, moist and heavy as they buzzed with the aftermath of the coma-like sleep you had just gone through, struggled to wiggle from underneath the comfort of your blankets. Your hands instinctively rubbed the underside of your nose as you sniffled all the cold of the room around you. Throwing the blanket off of you, you groaned at the non stop ringing of your phone.

The few steps to your desk felt like an eternity of having to walk with a badgy weight on your feet, but the faint feeling in your body didnt come to an halt even after you picked the device in your hands. Your eyes couldn’t really adjust well to make out the ID of the caller, of course, sleep hadn't rubbed off your eye lids yet, but still you slid the emerald button to acceptance with no resistance.

“Hey” you sleepingly moaned.

“Hellooo! (Y/n)!” Hange called enthusiastically for the other line, her joyous voice piercing your eardrums “Where are you booo?”

“I just woke up why?” you yanwed.

Pacing your eyes around your room you noticed the dull daylight creeping in through your blinds, signaling the gloom of another potentially snowy day for Trost. You blinked as you took notice of the few articles of soon to reside in the laundry bin clothing as well as the dress that hung from your closet door.

And then, it all snapped.

“Oh. shit!”

Anxiety rushed through you like a bullet to the gut, gushing numbness and waves of cold sweat from the point of impact. Forcefully, you ripped your phone off your ear and double tapped at screen to make it light up. The date read December 25, and below it, laid numerous notifications of your alarm and even a pop up reminder from last night to not forget the food you had to take with you.

Thinking back to that, your head started spinning like crazy, the familiar, yet bizarre feeling of your stomach dropping overtaking you. You hadn't cooked, rather, you had spent all night drinking and sulking on your own, cursing yourself for all your choices up to date.

"Yes, oh shit!” Hnge laughed “Oh! You forgot?”

"Hangeeee stop screaming oh my god no I didn't forget, I'm on my way okay?"

A little yelp came out of your mouth as the cable of your charger prevented you from taking another step closer to your bedroom door; letting out a curse under your breath though you quickly unplugged your phone, and rushed over the mess of your room and out to your living room.

"But you said you just woke up."

"Ahhh," you scratched your head, feeling your loose t-shirt sliding down your shoulder "no!" You said, then in a sterner voice you repeated "No! I uhm, I was just-"

Your poor excuse to communicate after having just woken up didn't startled Hange. If anything, she seemed to find it amusing because she burst into joyous, bubbling laughter at the sound of your despair. And you couldn't blame her for it; were you under any other circumstance you would be laughing with yourself as well.

"It's fine. Erwin and I are making a cake for shorty so if you want to cook here you have plenty of time yet. I'm going to say it though, we could really use your pastry skill."

You let out a sigh as you took your phone off your ear and pressed on the speaker icon. Your hands worked fast to grip onto the hem of your shirt and then, even faster, they managed to pull it off of you in shift movements.

"I'm just going to have a shower, dress up and I'll be on my way. It shouldn't take more than 30 minutes."

Hange exhaled in utter relief through the phone and you could practically feel her sheepish smile as Erwin shouted a big fat 'thank you' from the depths of his kitchen. Bringing out a hand to grap your shower cap -the only shower product you loathed using- you ripped the cap off its place on your cabinet and messily shoved all of your hair in it in rushed movements.

"Got any questions before I hit the shower Hange?"

"Please ask her" Erwin was heard and you cocked your head to the side at the sound.

"No Erwiin, we got it under control okay?"

"No we don't."

Shaking your head to prevent yourself from zoning out, you clicked your tongue before opening your mouth to address your two friends. Asking as to what they were referring to was easy, although it was obvious that Hange felt confident in succeeding in the task Erwin was referring to. Knowing Hange though, you thought you could guess perhaps what exactly was going on.

"Please don't mix food coloring with spinach juice to make the cake green like two years ago."

Erwin's laughter was pretty much evident through the other line as Hange went on blubbering about how she wasn't going to do it again giving extreme emphasis as to why she couldn't understand the reason it tasted bad in the first place but would go with what you said nevertheless. At that point Erwin was laughing hysterically, telling you how Hange was once again, indeed, thinking about it and the sound of his laughter grew even louder than Hange's words.

"Do you have food coloring?"

"Yes Hange I have food coloring."

"Plea-pleaee bring some. Dammit Erwin what's gotten into you- gotta go (y/n) see you in a while."

The beeping sound from the other line left you little to no time to properly reply to your friends with a much wanted greeting, though, you didn't think much of it. You were going to spend the whole day with them, so getting upset over not getting the chance to say goodbye over the phone wasn't something that should have caused guilt to spurt in you.

But surely, this wasn't the only cause of your overly bubbling guilt. The actual cause of the knot in your gut laid to the fact that within the time span of two weeks you had managed to to drag Levi and yourself into a rather steep rabbit hole. There was going to be a serious impact of your relationship with your friends had the two of you made it known to them; everyone would scold you -and they'd be right at that- and maybe this time they'd pick sides as to what wrong or not. And you didn't want that.

Although you secretly wished everyone went with Levi. Or at least you had come to the conclusion that that was what you deserved.

You had been feeling bothered and repulsed by what had caused you to make out with him that night, given the fact that you had been the one that initiated the kiss. And just as much, you had been feeling furious over Levi allowing this to ever happen. But looking back at it now, you couldn't say you regretted getting close to him even in such way. And that was probably the most infuriating thing of all.

Nevertheless, there was also the fact that you would be seeing Levi today and frankly you didn't know what to do with that. Should you act like everything was fine? Should you simply ignore him? Was Petra going to be with him?

Speaking of Petra it would be best if you straight up let her know of what had happened. Acting shady with another woman's man behind her back was outrageous for anyone to do and you hated being in that position like the next person.

Your stomach twisted dangerously at your spiraling thoughts, but you chose to ignore the tight knot, attributing the loud growl you had heard to one caused by your excessive hunger.

Perhaps, your shower was going to help you sort out your thoughts and intentions.

With a twist of your wrist the water started sprinting out of the tap in your shower. Your eyes were fixated on your phone, your thumb roaming through Spotify in hopes to find the perfect song to company your bath with. You simply said good for a Christmas playlist that Spotify suggested, tapping on that, a list of numerous jolly songs popped up in your screen and you simply pressed the big shuffle button before putting your head on your cabinet.

The walk to Erwin's house was very much and as previously expected, quiet. The sidewalks on your way were all covered in sugary white snow, decorating each different apartment complex in the non urban side of Trost along with the standard holiday decorations.

Taking a deep sigh you brought the back of your finger to the metallic button of Erwin's doorbell. Blinking rationally, you looked around at the marble front door frame of his apartment complex, your blood subtly rushing to your feet. You dragged the tip of your combat boot over the snow, curling your toes on the fuzzy material that covered the inside of the shoe.

You were beginning to become impatient as you waited on the doorframe, Erwin was taking way too long to open the door and you were practically freezing out there; the dress you wore did almost nothing to keep you warm. Despite you taking precautions by wearing a cardigan and the leather coat that you had snatched from your brother, the cold still pierced through your sheer black pantyhose, as if your efforts to stay warm were ridiculous.

The sound of footsteps was what startled you next but still your head didn't turn to the source of the buzzing noise. Your nose simply nuzzled to the scarf you had wrapped around yourself as you rubbed your face onto its warm fleece material.

"Uh, hi."

This time you could help but turn around to check who had thrown a greeting at you.

A familiar puff of ginger hair greeted you as you snuck your nose out of the edge of your scarf, two big and round hazel eyes stared right at you as you blinked rapidly back at them.

Great. Just great.

"Hey."

Petra wiggled her nostrils once to the left and then to the right, seemingly scratching the awkwardness in the atmosphere away. She blinked her eyes a few times into yours, her lips pursing together slightly as if she was coming up with a good comeback to your greeting, yet it never came.

"uhm, what's up?"

Your fingers slightly clutched the edges of your coat, crossing over your chest as you felt your jaw start clattering. Your pupils gathered at the corners of your eyes, catching small glimpses of Petra as you eyed her up and down.

She too had opted for a cardigan and a dress. A very safe choice if you were in a place to express your opinion but hers, despite being adorned with numerous tiny and dainty coral and red flowers, looked so thin and tule like and it barely covered her thighs, so much that you felt a pinch of concern run through you that you were slow to decide on whether you wanted to brush off or not.

"I'm.. good." She managed to let out, but you noticed how her lip trembled.

She was definitely shivering, if that wasn't concerning enough you didn't know what was, and she looked so frail and out of place that she could definitely beat you at it. Plus, the lack of a warm jacket struck somewhat of a nerve at you. Even feeling so much guilt over being in her presence you couldn't help but feel your motherly friend instincts wash over you; why wasn't she wearing something warmer? And why were you seconds away from taking off your jacket to offer it to her when you knew she wouldn't even accept it.

"Damn, Erwin's sure taking long, do you want my jacket?"

"Uh-"

Once again and mostly out of instinct, your finger tapped over the metallic button, covered by the edge of your sleeve. Suddenly, the familiar buzz of the intercom growled in your eardrum and you shook your head to its direction automatically.

"I'm so sorry!" Erwin said. "Come in!"

"Hey Erwin!" Petra spoke before you had a chance to say your wanted reply.

Even if you couldn't see him, you knew how shocked of an expression he was wearing.

Taking the few steps into the apartment complex's yard, you rushed to the next door and waited for the known buzz which signaled that Erwin had finally let you inside. With awkwardness spread over your face though, you pushed your lips into a thing line, holding the door back as you signaled to Petra that she should be the first to come inside.

"Thank you." She muttered.

"No prob."

You watched as Petra hesitated to push the elevator button; with a set of trembling fingers her palm rested only a few inches before the metallic button that was lit in a red arrow. With another smile you came closer to her and went to check in which floor the elevator was currently at. Whether she flinched intentionally or not, you didn't know.

"Wanna share a lift? It'll be a while till it comes down again." You offered.

"Uhm, yeah okay."

Once she responded, Petra tapped onto the elevator button with her thumb.

Petra looked at you and clung onto the edged of her cardigan once again. You took notice of how she looked a little more casual and unkept, despite being dressed on point; the lack of a jacket and her tousled naturally wavy bob betrayed an unwillingness to be present to today's event and it's was painfully obvious.

"I'd like to" Petra hesitated, "I'd like to talk to you about something."

"Oh sure, what is it about?"

"It's about Levi."

Dead silence fell as Petra didn't dare turn her gaze to your direction. The little screen over the elevator button still showed that your lift was taking long to come down as if it mocked you, but you couldn't find it in you to tap into the button once again.

"Would you like to grab some coffee with me tomorrow?"

Tomorrow.

To say that you were panicked would be an exaggeration and probably a degradation to Petra's feelings. Her breathing was heavier than your own, frankly because for her it must have been even more uncomfortable than it was for you. You couldn't blame her for that.

Nonetheless you couldn't help but be genuinely curious as to what she had wanted to tell you? It was evident that she knew something. What's slipped you was whether or not she want to bash you for your actions.

She had every right to do so.

"Yeah. Of course, uhh, tomorrow sounds good."

....

Christmas day wasn't as bad as you had expected it to be when Hange had announced to you that Levi would be coming alone with Petra.

For starters, the food was in plehtora; Erwin had cooked your jolly favorite roasted chicken, Mike and Nanaba had brought an enormous plate of their creamiest, most mouth watering souffle, Levi had made some god tasty pumpkin soup and Hange had taken actually good care of fixing a custom non alcoholic cocktail to each one of you.

All of this drool worthy deliciousness had caused, and non surprisingly at that, your body to submit in that peaceful demi slumber that tagged along with the fullness of your tummy. Frankly, it had been so long since you had enjoyed such a good meal and you didn't think you would be enjoying another one until Mikasa's birthday.

Thus, the cool evening sir that entered the room when Erwin opened the window door to the balcony, found you laying on the floor right next to the tangerine fire that danced in the fireplace. You could faintly feel Nanaba's hand scratch at the roots of your hair, her almond tipped nails slowly running in purringly mellow lines over your sculp that sent you to pure delight.

Levi's eyes danced over your form more than he'd like to admit so. Ever so slightly his pupils would travel up and down your thighs and calfs, examining the material of your sheer back pantyhose but whatever emotion overcame him wasn't the animalistic lust he had expected to feel.

He felt rather guilty. And not only for staring at your legs. For bringing himself upon the situation he was in.

It wasn't easy to think with a throbbing head but in Levi's world this poor condition was translated as a prompt to try to get out of whatever shithole he had found himself in. Maybe. Because there was also a certain part inside of him that bashed him to no end about his previous and degrading actions to both Petra's and his person, which part he completely and rationally justified.

With a quick glance at Petra, Levi brought his hand to his face to hopefully wipe any of the numbness his guilt had got him feeling. Petra seemed to enjoy herself as per usual. With her soft smiles and the mellow sway of her hair over her shoulder, she'd often reach for the hem of her white wooly cardigan to cover her shoulder while cooing into the soft material and onto the side of the couch she was seating in.

It would be hard for anyone to guess that the two of them had broken up.

She was unsurprisingly sitting as far off him as she could; the fact that they hadn't announced to anyone they had broken up because they didn't want the Christmas party at Erwin's to be ruined didn't mean she owned Levi to act like his faithful and bubbly dog.

It happened that night after he had stood her up at the movies.

Levi had gathered all of his determination and had managed to push all thoughts aside from the back of his brain, as he was despairate to ignore that feeling your make out session had brushed on him. He had walked up to Petra, all dissolved and stoic, his chest swelling with anxiety. He had stared at her with an agape mouth, he had been muttering words so honest that he felt were fatally brute and Petra had digested them all without any difficulty.

And before he knew it, he was over and done.

Petra hadn't cried, she hadn't wept, she had only answered him with a smile that she'd rather just be friends with him if things weren't going to work between them.

And to an extended it tortured the ravenette, mostly because he remembered the hurt look in her face before she had managed to hide it with her usual mellow smile.

Taking another sigh, Levi stared at Petra's hand while she played silently with the lettuce hem of her dress. Her hazel orbs were fixed on you, who laid before the fireplace like a stray cat on the tire of car during a snowy day. Levi couldnt exactly place the exact emotion behind Petra's expression, though it would be perceived by most as a saddened one. There were specs of regret gathering at the corners of her eyes, reluctance gathered at her slightly puckered lips and a hint of determination to the front tips of her eyebrows.

Maybe Petra's inner strength was something that Levi deeply admired.

Levi made no effort whatsoever to reach out to her to ask what was going on, not even to show some seemingly convern. The more he looked at Petra, the more it felt utterly wrong for him to simply stand next to her, knowing what he had do behind her back. Whether he loved her or not, it wasn't like him to be caught up in such stupid drama.

"Shorty!"

Levi looked up to an enthusiastic Hange with much tousled hair and a big grin on her face that spread from one ear to another. With another, more thorough glance, he quickly became aware of the cake in her hands; a cake covered in white frosting, decorated with soft pastel green letters that wrote a simple birthday wish to his person. He couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"For you!" Hange smiled further "Erwiiin, come light up the candles!"

Looking around the room he noticed how all of his friends' gazes were on him. Mike and Nanaba remained cuddled on the couch opposite to the one he was on, Petra was mellowy smiling at his eith her cherry lips pressed into a thin line and you were fiddling with what seating arrangement was most comfortable for you at the moment.

"We're celebrating another year where you went up in age and down in height, how delightful." Mike commented, causing laughter to spark between the small group of people around you.

After the spur of happiness died out your eyes met with Levi's, briefly and then they traveled anywhere else in the room altogether.

"Let's light up the candles!" Smiled Erwin as he flicked the small metallic button of his lighter.

"I don't want too many, shit. The last time you took my lungs out."

"Not our fault that you're old Levi!" You spoke, earning a half smile by the ravenette.

"Very old!" Hange agreed.

"Tch, I'm only turning twenty six shut your shitty mouths!"

The warm light of the fire licked each waxed strip of wick that hung from the candles, illuminating Hange's face in warm orange light. Once done with lighting up the candles, Erwin plopped himself in between Levi and Petra, crossing his hands over his knees as he shifted his bottom in the most uncomfortable seating on a couch you had ever witnessed.

You merely caught a glimpse of Hange kneeling before Levi as you dragged your gaze over to Petra, fixating it on her for the thousandth time this evening.

There only was one thing in your head that bounced between the crevices of your brain like crazy. Just one simple words that held so much behind it.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow you were going to apologize to Petra and try to make amends. Being the despicable toxic person you had turned into didn't suit you. Owing up to your mistakes was the first step to redemption and you weren't afraid to take it.

As you fell into a spiral of thoughts and guesses about tomorrow though, you couldn't help but subtly ignore the cheerful sing alone to Levi's birthday song.

.....

"Thank you for coming!"

Petra's hair was messily swaying all over her face, falling a direct victim to the frozen December air, yet she smiled as if nothing was going on.

The park around you was covered in snow. White was primarily the color that was plastered on everything, save for the dry stems of trees that were once covered in forest green leaves.

Your peeping hot coffee did nothing to warm up your hands, despite your best wishes and in the moment you had called victim to some specs of jealousy over Petra's gloved hands as they rubbed soothing over her own coffee.

"Of course, I had been meaning to talk to you as well."

"Oh you did?" Petra spoke with her eyebrows following the little surprise that was masking her tone. "To be honest, I didn't think you'd come."

"Yeah about that-"

"Can I please go first?" Petra cut you off.

Her huge hazel eyes that blinked into yours from your left side left you little to no space to deny her wish. Thus, by taking a sigh, you pushed past the quick beating of your heart and gestured her to go first with a kind smile on your face.

"Okay oof, thanks!" Petra huffed "look. Levi and I broke up. Now I know that you'll say it doesn't concern you, and frankly it'd be ideal if it didn't, but I know it does, because Levi explained to me what happened."

At that Petra slightly paused.

Naturallye first thing that came to your mind was the need to express an apology. Although, you weren't that sure if Petra would perceive the apology as sincere, you felt like you ought to give one to her. Yet her eyes blinked into yours further as she took another turn down the path you were walking on and you wordlessly followed asuit.

"I love Levi you know," she sighed "but Levi loves you. You're not over each other and it's painfully obvious, I mean you did just collided to eachother quite literally, not giving a single care about whether you couldn't have each other or not."

A sheer red colored tint painted your cheeks at her words.

Your skin pricked you, burning up a stingingly painful path to all of the pores on your face as shame took the form of an earth shattering wave. Your heart started heaping beats, hollering into the depths of your chest and you could hear it bounce inside your eardrums as if your whole body was hollow save for the jolting organ and the echo of the sound it made was bouncing around each fleshy wall.

Petra was right and you couldn't help but accept but stand the as she was lightning you with her words.

"It hurts to see that someone that I love doesn't love me back but it hurts more to see that you two are very miserable without eachother. I really thought you were a bitch you know."

At the sound of that, you let out a startled laugh.

"Me?"

"Yeah, you just gave us looks when we'd shoe up together somewhere or you'd simply leave, but I don't like turning my back on people and judging them like that. I'm in no place to judge anyone a coping mechanism."

Petra sighed. Her fingers curled strongly onto her cup, while her left palm went to support the cup by the bottom as she angled it on her lips. She made a tiny gulping noise as she drank a sip from her latte, her nose crinkling up as the hot beverage brushed over her sensitive tongue. In turn, you sipped similarly, mimicking Petra just hoping it would serve as a sign for her to go on with her speech.

"I might be hurt, but I vouch to help you and Levi resolve what's going on and get back together."

"You do?"

"Mhm"

"Petra I, I don't know what to say you- you're a literal angel." You admit and the guilt in your stomach only growled in its awakening.

You and Levi had hurt a wonderful person. Petra didn't need to be nice to you, she didn't need to offer to help you with anything but once you made yourself step inside her shoes you were able to see why she had perceived you the way that she initially had.

"I'm sorry."

Your voice was silent and stripped of any emotion other than shame yet Petra was beaming at you in response.

Her warm smile was elegant and comforting as she stared at you, taking another gulp of her drink with a soft giggle. Your eyes were locked with hers, saddened (e/c) irises staring into her hazel ones, as she smiled even more little by little.

It was strange.

There was a different kind of bubbling inside your chest and you knew because your heart wasn't hammering anymore, not was your stomach trying to be ripped apart in tiny pieces after it vored into your other intestines. You felt serene, at peace even.

It clicked to you that this is what must feel to be forgiven.

"It's fine, plus you guys kinda deserve each other." Petra laughed at your chocked inhale, pressing a comforting, gloved palm to your shoulder. "I'd rather find my happiness when I'm not in between two people that struggle to find theirs."

Petra nuzzled to the comfort of her jacket, giving you a scrunched up bunny smile. You knew it's not that she hoped you could be best friends after this. She simply wanted to make sure that she could do her best to help two people find happiness. And it wasn't all that bad, you figured. You didn't know what you would do were you in her place.

In a way, you admired Petra for being so strong.

"Besides, girls shouldn't bring down other girls."

"Yeah, and I'm sorry about what I did behind your back. I own up to my mistake. I can't take it back but I can promise that I won't become this toxic ever again."

You shot an apologetic side smile at her as you followed her tracks.

Taking a new look in your surroundings, you deeply inhaled the cold air, filling your lungs in shivering winter freshness. A few specs of snow were adorning Petra's hair as the fell from the sky in a dainty manner, licking the stray threads that popped from her wooly gloves.

There definitely was a commotion a few blocks away. You could hear sirens go off not so far from your spot but you chose to ignore them, it was typical for a city person to filter out unnecessary noise, and having to live in Trost added tons to what you had to filter or not.

"It's December twenty six and the two is back to being a Mayhem." Petra sighed.

"It's like we're Gotham or some shit."

"Gotham?" Petra blinked at you, earning a gasp from you.

"Step one to being the friend of someone who's majoring in comics-"

"Oh, friends yay!"

Shaking your head, to ignore the child like enthusiasm, you continued, "Please know the most well known fictional city, it's Batman's city too."

"OH!" Petra's mouth fell agape as she took in the information, but she quickly giggled again as she saw that you easily took a gulp of your beverage "you're right."

For what seemed like a second you felt at peace once again. Petra bubbled about how she wanted to apologise to Levi about her rather cold behavior last night, and explained in the most non detailed way how it was the memory of the passing of her mother that had caused her to become this grumpy.

"Don't worry Petra! But beware, you could be turning into Levi version two point oh and-"

A loud sound startled you, sending both you and Petra back a few steps. Dumbfounded, you stared at each other and around you, locking eyes with different by passers that were just as shocked as you.

"Maybe we should go back!" Petra suggested. You simply nodded, hearing a good amount of running footsteps coming to the direction of the block you were in. In any way, getting caught up with a manhunt wasn't in your plans for today

"Yeah maybe we shou-"

Your words were cut off absurdly, harshly and shockingly all together. As gunmetal orbs locked with yours, your eyelids shot open, hour mouth dropping to the snow covered concrete.

"Levi?"

Wait, Levi? That was actually so random

Before you could manage to process what was going on around you, or why on earth Levi had just popped up from the alley right across you another head splitting sound filled the air.

Levi -yes, this was indeed Levi, you just didn't really know how to process this- collapsed on his knees like a rag doll, his torso and head giving in to the exhaustion of his body. Once he fell, you stood frozen, shieldimg Petra with one hand as the two of you watched in horror while crimson started littering the sugary snow.

"Call an ambulance." You spoke dryly, eyes still wide with horror.

The people who had seemed to be after Levi quickly fell onto the hands of the hands of a handful of police men who were on their tracks, but you couldn't care to look at their faces. You just run towards Levi, always followed by a petrified Petra, your feet giving in as you kneeled right next to him, your fingers gingery ghosting over him just to inspect what was his condition.

You listened as Petra spoke with the emergency center in horror, explaining what was the scene before her eyes while struggling to keep herself from trembling.

"What's going on?" Shy muttered once she detached the phone off her ear.

"I'm pretty sure now is not the right time for a story, but Levi used to be in a street gang in his teens."

"Oh boy."

Oh boy indeed.

Here's your gentle reminder that constructive criticism makes me cry because I'm a baby

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deviliciousdev · 3 years

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MBTI✨Teaching The Commander the Art of Doing Nothing.

entj (the commander)

intp (the logician)

couple

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[in entj x intp's apartment]

entj: [coming into living room from office, putting hands on hips] so, i've been to the gym, paid all the bills, reorganized the kitchen, cleaned above the cabinets, fixed your sock drawer, and finished the book on indoor plant care... and watered all the plants and repotted three. *sighs* and it's only two in the afternoon on monday... what the hell am i suppose to do for the next six days... ugh i hate "corporate mandatory sabbatical" okkkk just because i've gone two years without using my vacation days and may have yelled at colleague for eating my salad. all of a sudden, i need "time off to relax" pfftt. 🙄

intp: [laying on couch with a bag of doritos on their chest and their boston terrier asleep on their legs🐶] woah, woah, woah. entj. you really need to learn the art of doing nothing. and your first lesson is that all that crap you did today, i mean that's like A WEEK'S worth of stuff, ya gotta spread it out.

entj: the... art... of doing nothing... seriously...

intp: hey, hey, you think this level of stagnation is EASY oh no, this is an art ok. and it will take years of training with a master to truely reach this state. 😌

entj: 😐🙂 [trying not to laugh]

intp: luckily for you, kid, you have a master of straight up chillin, right at your fingertips 😏

entj: oh my god... idk, stagnation is not really my thing.

intp: [leans up slightly, intensely stares into entj's eyes] come to the dark side... we have doritos... and... oreos...

entj: 😄 i can't believe i'm going to say this, but fine. intp, teach me how to do nothing.

intp: [evil voice] exxxxccccellent 😈 now for your first task as my new apprentice, you must retrieve the oreos from the pantry. also the goldfish... and the m&ms... and two juices, dealers choice. actually can i have a lemonade plz, and get whatever juice you want.

entj: 😑

[after entj retrieve's snackages and joins intp on the couch]

intp: [grabbing their lemonade from entj] what juice did you get??

entj: aged grape juice.

intp: aged grap- [sees entj is hold a unopened bottle of red wine 🍷] ahhh, good choice.

entj: 😉 ok now we've got snacks what next.

intp: the next step would be to watch the television.

entj: that's it?? we watch tv all the time how is this any different?

intp: [laughs] ohhh kid, do you have A LOT to learn. let me rephrase we are going to binge watch.

entj: i haven't done that since college when i broke my leg... and i'm usually too busy now a days. so what are we going to watch??

intp: [evil little grin] we shall watch one the best shows/book series ever created... from the mind of George R.R Martin... based on the book series A Song of Ice and Fire... Game of Thrones![excited squeal]😁

entj: ya know i've always meant to watch it but i've never had time... so that's actually perfect. how many seasons are there??

intp: eight. and the episodes are each an hour long. 🤓 [pressing play, theme song starts blaring]

entj: 😳

[many hours into the binge watching later...]

entj: [eating oreos out of package on their chest, drinking wine out of the bottle with their legs on intp's lap] [major character death @ the end of season one] OH! OH MY GOD! WHAT THE FUCK! NO, NO, they did not just kill one of the main characters off! OH MY GOD!

intp: ohhh my sweet summer child... [if u watch GOT you'll get the reference] this is just the beginning... so, umm, do you like it?? [nervous, hoping they do but attempting to act like it's not a big deal]

entj: they just killed off a main character, there's like 4 different plot lines all happening at the same time, and it's really gory... this is the best show i've ever seen! can we do season two??

intp: patience my apprentice. first we must replenish snackages. then season two 😈.

entj: oh good because this ones kicked it [taps on empty wine bottle]

[after replenishing]

entj: ya know i wasn't sure about this whole doing nothing thing but... it's kind of liberating 😊.

intp: welcome to my world babe. [clicks and makes finger gun] so... season two?

entj: [as theme song starts to blare] LETTTTSSS DOOOO ITTTTT!!!!

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sciatu · 4 years

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VENDEMMIA IN SICILIA

Tutto si muove e scorre con il vento. Il vento porta le piogge nella primavera perché le viti si nutrano e da scheletriche forme diventino rigogliose di foglie e di acini. Il vento fa scorrere le nuvole d’estate e gli acini si ingrossano ed addolciscono, risplendono al sole, si cullano nel canto delle cicale e nel volo delle vespe golose di acini. Tutto scorre a fine estate, il sole ancora domina ma l’aria è addolcita dalle piogge d’agosto ed è il tempo della prima vendemmia, così si raccoglie l’uva, a seconda delle usanze e delle necessità e quella che era acqua che scorreva dal cielo, ora divento succo che gioioso, spumeggiando, scorre fine al silenzio delle botte. Tutto scorre nel buio delle cantine o nei grandi tini di acciaio dove i maestri del vino seguono i vagiti del succo. Tutto scorre nel vento che porta invisibili lieviti ed il succo fermenta con un canto sottile e continuo fatto di infinite bollicine che fanno schiumare la botte e donano al vento profumi chimici, intensi e vitali. L’acqua della primavera, il sole dell’estate, il continuo lavoro dell’uomo, l’essenza della vite dono di Dio, si trasformano in vino giovane e vivace, leggero e felice mentre tutte le vigne che apparivano immobili sotto il sole e la pioggia o l’afa di agosto, riprendono a scorrere secondo il loro tempo e nell’appassire delle foglie e nel seccarsi dei rami, si attende il giorno di San Martino, quando il vino nascerà e la vita sacra e profana, con lui scorrerà nel cuore degli uomini a donar loro, pace, piacere, poesia e follia come fa ogni donna e più di una donna.

Everything moves and flows with the wind. The wind brings the rains in the spring so that the grape plants feed and from skeletal forms they become luxuriant with leaves and berries. The wind makes the summer clouds flow and the berries swell and soften, shine in the sun, lull themselves into the song of cicadas and the flight of greedy wasps. Everything flows at the end of the summer, the sun still dominates but the air is softened by the rains of August and it is the time of the first harvest, so the grapes are harvested, according to customs and needs and what was flowing water from the sky, now it become juice that joyful, bubbling, flows to the silence of the barrel. Everything flows in the darkness of the cellars or in the large steel vats where the masters of wine follow the whistles of the juice. Everything flows in the wind that brings invisible yeasts and the juice ferments with a subtle and continuous song made of infinite bubbles that make the barrel foam and give the wind chemical, intense and vital aromas. The water of spring, the sun of summer, the continuous work of man, the essence of the graps, gift of God, are transformed into a young and lively wine, light and happy while all the grape plants that appeared motionless under the sun and the rain or the heat of August, start to flow according to their time and in the withering of the leaves and the drying up of the branches, we await the day of San Martino, when the wine will be born and the sacred and profane life will flow with it in the hearts of men to give them peace, pleasure, poetry and madness as every woman and more than one woman does.

#Sicilia #Sicily #sicilian wine

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langdons-little-witch-bitch · 5 years

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In the dark of the night

(gif by @violadvis)

Summary: Gathered around the bonfire the creepy story being told scares you, but Xavier has his own way of comforting you.

A/N: Y’all can thank (or blame 😅) @itsmelunamoon for this. Our conversation about the gif above inspired this little OS.

Since the season didn’t aired yet this is nothing valid. The characterization is solely based on my imagination of how he’s gonna be like after seeing the 2 trailer. Idek if that’s really gonna be his name, but we’ll see. I can tell I already love this precious lil fuckboy 😄

Also I finished this around 5am so it’s probably not the best 🙈

(English is not my first language)

Pairing: Xavier Plympton x fem!reader

Warnings: NSFW, smut, fingering, public sex, unprotected sex

Word count: 1499

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The crackling of the fire held a comforting effect compared to the disquieting noises that echoed through the nightly wood. The screech of a distinct owl, rustling in the brush, branches snapping. A shiver run down your spine. From the upcoming cold or fear?

It was your free evening, but instead of just relaxing in your cabin your roommate convinced you to come to the bonfire with the other new counselors. You all gathered closely around the warm fire, grilled marshmallows, drank some booze that one of the guys had smuggled in the camp and now one of your co-counselors was telling a spooky story about some psychopath that was rumored to roam this forest and slay people with a huge knife. Just one of those classical bonfire stories to frighten people, nothing to worry about, you told yourself. But you couldn’t help feel a bit at unease.

Suddenly you felt someone sit down next to you on the big branch. Confused you looked to your left where you expected to discover your friend, but she was gone. You were so focused on the story and your own thoughts that you didn’t noticed her leaving. Instead of her small face, surrounded by hazelnut hair, you looked at the sharp features of Xavier. The blonde had propped himself on the wood casually, legs spread widely as he leant into you closely with a smug smile on his lips, his little earing glistening in the light of fire.

“Are you scared?” he asked with a hint of amusement in his deep voice.

“N-No. Why would I?” You didn’t wanted to admit that the whole situation, the scary story plus the surroundings do creeped you out a bit. You thought he would laugh at you.

“Mhh are you sure? You are shivering.” He leant in closer, his arm resting behind your back, not fully touching just brushing against it.

“It’s just getting cold, that’s all.” you tried to brush it off.

“How about I warm you up a bit then?”, his voice low and seductive, his hand suddenly on your thigh caressing your skin.

You swallowed hard, the whole situation overwhelming and confusing to you. He was so close, his arm now grapping around your waist, his lips close to your ear, his warm breath making goosebumps erupt on your neck running down your entire body. His nose brushed your cheek lightly, his smell intoxicating. You couldn’t think straight anymore. What the hell is happening here? you asked yourself.

Never would you’ve imagined of finding yourself in such a situation. You and Xavier weren’t close or anything, neither did you thought he would be interested in you. You shared a bit small talk about the work at Camp Redwood here and there, that’s it. He was loud and confident, always center of attention, a bit cocky. The complete opposite of you. Not to forget he was kind of a fuck boy, always flirting with practically everyone. Especially the camper were constantly gushing about him, throwing themselves at him. Not that you could blame them.

Xavier was incredibly handsome. Soft, fluffy, blonde hair with those cute little strands falling on his forehead. Dazzling blue eyes, that shimmered like the lake in the sunlight. Plump, pink lips that almost always held an arrogant smirk. A sharp jawline that could cut through glass. And you couldn’t help but stare at his thick thighs and firm bottom whenever he wore those super short, tight shorts.

“What do you say, how about we get away from here?” his smooth voice abruptly pulled you out of your train of thoughts.

You looked at him slightly shocked to find him wiggle his eyebrows suggestively at you. The silly gesture made you laugh softly. Sneaking away in the middle of the night to god knows where probably wasn’t the best idea, but the liquor from earlier and Xavier’s proximity made your head spin so you couldn’t think straight. You just nodded your head, and he immediately snatched your hand, leading you away from the bonfire, further into the woods.

“Where are you going?” you asked concerned.

“Somewhere more quiet of course.”

“Why can’t we go back to our cabins, they’re all empty now.”

“Nah there are way too many people at camp. I’d rather be alone with you.”

He suddenly turned around and backed you up against a tree, his arms trapping you, making you gasp. You could barely make out his face in the dark, the only source of light was the moon shining through the branches of the trees.

“I just don’t think it’s really safe out here.”

He started laughing. “Why? Because of that silly story? Don’t worry sweetheart. I protect you from the big, bad serial killer.”, he grinned, leaning his head down to catch your lips with his.

The kiss was a bit sloppy but nice. His lips were soft and warm, and you could taste the faint peppermint flavor of the gum he was often chewing. His hands found your waist and yours wrapped around his neck while the kiss deepened, becoming more passionate. Tongues swirling together, teeth nibbling at bottom lips. Xavier released a low growl as he pulled you in even closer, rubbing his growing bulge against your covered core. You moaned softly, your hands gripping at the back of his hair.

“Fuck I want you so bad,” he whispered huskily in your ear, taking your top and bra off hastily. His eager hands roamed your upper body, groping the tender flesh of your breasts while he kissed and sucked at your neck. Soft whimpers and moans fell from your lips at the feeling of his lips and hands caressing your body. One of them made it’s way down your stomach past the waistband of your shorts and panties. A loud moan escaped you as he started rubbing your clit.

“So wet for me babe,” he stated with satisfaction, your arousal coating his hand. He slowly inserted one finger, thrusting at a slow pace at first until he felt you grind down on him, the feeling of his long, slender finger caressing your inner walls so good. But you needed more. As if he could read your mind Xavier added a second finger. His thrusts at a steady pace now, his thump circling your sensitive bundle of nerves, while his lips had started sucking at the swell of your breast, before paying attention to your hardened nipples. The sounds of your pleasure resounding through the forest. Thankfully you were far enough away from everyone else, so no one could hear you. As Xavier hit the right spot deep inside of you, you let out a small scream.

“Fuck, right there. Feels so good.”

Just when your body started trembling from the pleasure and you were about to reach your high, he retracted his hand.

“What the fuck?” you panted.

“Sorry babe, I can’t wait any longer.” He worked fastly at his belt, pulling his pants and boxers down to free his neglected and rock hard length. A relieved moan escaped his lips as he wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking it. You bit your bottom lip at the marvelous sight, your heat throbbing with want and anticipation.

Xavier pulled your bottoms down and grabbed your thighs, hoisting you up against the tree. The hard bark grazing your skin, making you hiss slightly in pain. You wrapped your legs tightly around his hips. He rubbed his length against your core, moisturizing it with your juices before pushing inside. He groaned deeply at the feeling of being buried in your warmth. He started rocking his hips into yours at a rapid, eager pace. Your hands clawed at his shoulders as you meet his thrusts, trying to keep up with his rhythm.

Loud moans and pants echoed through the night.

“Fuck baby, you feel so good. So wet and warm.”

He hoisted you up higher against the tree, creating a new angle. The next deep thrust hitting your sweet spot. You moaned out his name.

“Do that again,” he growled, pumping his length in and out of you in a hard, fast pace now, trying to reach the same spot over and over again.

“Xavier,” you squealed loudly, “I’m so close.”

“Me, too baby girl.”

He started rubbing at your clit again and soon you felt warmth flood your entire body, your stomach tightened, your breathing turned into panting before that feeling of complete euphoria took over your entire body and you reached your high.

Xavier, lost in his own pleasure, watched you fall apart. The sight of you, eyes closed in pure bliss, head thrown back, moaning and whimpering incoherent expressions of pleasure accompanied by his name, triggered his own release. With a deep grunt he came hard, his head burrowed in your neck.

“Ah fuck, that was good.”

Just as you were about to reply your shrill scream filling the air as you spotted a dark figure right behind Xavier, a huge knife raised in his hand.

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👋🏽 I just walked in on my little sister ,baby Niece and mother eating raw cookie dough and actually said out loud what would Kai do if he walked in on kaito Kim and his s/o doing this and they were like 🤨 and I was like 😬🤓 later and now I’m requesting this of you and if you can make this happen please 🥺

Oh god this is true family energy XD

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"We bought the damn cookie dough to bake it on Christmas since you brats insisted. Not to eat it... raw." Chisaki growled as he picked the package out of his daughter hand and throw it on the cart again.

"Boo! Mood breaker!" Kaito whined at his father while Kin only pouted at him.

"I had years of that look Kin. From both of your mother and brother. It doesn't work." He lied sternly, averting his eyes to his front while he putted his hands on his pockets while he accompanied you.

You giggled as you pushed the cart and looked for the last things on your list.

"Come on, let them have a bit of childhood memories. I myself eat it raw cookie dough and didn't die." You said while picking a can of peas which Kaito made a face of disgust noticing it.

Baby hate it peas...

"Pardon then angel, but this is disgusting." He said looking at you dead in the eyes "I won't allow my children to do that."

"Mood breaker!" The ten year old whined again as he grabbed your hand while with you other one you pushed the cart.

Thankfully your husband take it from you, leaving only the chore of grabbing both of your kids hands.

"Is three vs one my dear." You singed before your children gleaned in happiness.

"And I said no. My word is law in that house." Chisaki said, not even turning his attention away from his front.

"No, is not." Kaito pouted as he lifted one of his eyebrows at his father.

"We will not have a argument on a grocery store Kaito Chisaki." Kai gave him a one eye glare as he still made his way throughthe store.

You laughed at seing the way your son's eyes rolled while your little Kin tried to lift only one of her eyebrows to immitate her daddy and brother facial expressions.

You picked the little girl up in one arm while the other bringed your son close to your leg as you whisper your plan to then very quietly while Chisaki examine it the validation date of some products... just to make sure.

The kids giggled and when they noticed his father's eyes averting to then they made innocent faces.

"Can you two go and grab a bottle of juice for me and your dad? Is right there." You pointed not much far away from both of you as Kaito picked his sister hand and lead them to there.

"What did you even said to them?" He asked suspiciously at you which you only smiled innocently.

"To behave or they wouldn't get cookies. What else?"

"Suspicious..." he said lifting an eyebrow of his before the cashier catched both of your attention.

"Kaito! Kin!" Both of you called before buying what you got.

Kai lifted hinself from his chair to go to his kitchen... his throat was already begging for some water after the meeting he had...

He entered the kitchen and lit up the lights to find his wife and kids... setting at the table... eating that dammed freaking RAW cookie dough.

"Uh oh." Kin said while letting go of the dough she was eating.

"Mom we were caught." Kaito looked at you serious as ever but the desperation hinted on his tone of voice.

"Code red my children. CODE RED." you said lifting your self up from your chair, never breaking the wide eye contact of yours with your husband.

"You three must be joking..." he said still in disbelief and slightly dissapointment.

"On the count of three, you two run, okay?" You said seriously at them, which your son nodded and your daughter asked about you.

"I will die for you my lovelies. Now. THREE!"

The kids runned through Chisaki to the halls laughing maniacally even before Chisaki could catch them.

"You two get back he-" he was interrupted by your arms and legs wrapping from behind as you jumped on his back making him almost fall.

"Do not punish them!" You mockingly shouted at your husband while he recuperated his balance to not let you and him fall.

"I must, my angel." He growled "You too actually, but now..." He overhauled his hand in front of you while the other grabbed you from behind as he kneeled in one knee on the floor.

"Oh shit." You mumbled, getting out of his back and trying tk run oht of the run to warn your babies, but Chisaki's hand grapped your wrist and pushed you to his chest, making you fall on your butt to the floor as he caged you in one arm.

"CODE GOLD BABIES RUN!"

"Cold gold?" He looked down at you questionably in his grasp.

"It's because the color of your eyes.. you know?" You smiled up at him as he groaned and rolled his eyes in false annoyance.

He putted his hand on the floor, making tremble a little after a wave of concrete followed your childs, which soon both of you heard their yelps and they were dragged back at Chisaki and you.

He caged both of his laughing and squirmings kids along with you, smilling himself at the silly and stupid moment.

Pops coincidentally was passing by and let out a low laugh as hepointed at all of you laughing on the ground.

"What is the meaning of this?" The elder asked still chuckling.

"Grandpop save us!" Kaito shouted as he tried to squirm out of his father arms.

"We eat the raw cookie dough and daddy is mad!" Kin said while being squished by you and Kaito's bodies and her father strenght.

"We deserve it though." You said smilling as Kai muffled kissed your cheek, humming in agreement as your kids gasped at you, felling complete betrayed.

"Well, I won't interrupt then. Don't be too cruel though Kai."

"Not going to promise." He said, muffling bitting your cheek as the kid squealed.

"HEY! WHY ONLY ME GETS THIS?!" you shouted.

"You were the responsible for this betrayal. While both of you." He pinched Kaito's stomach making him yelp in offense. "Just wait and see."

Pops laughed while walking through the halls, thank god that his sucessor had at least changed...

"DADDY HAVE MERCY ON US!" Kin shouted and he could hear Kai's monotonous voice saying 'why should I?'

Ok, maybe not that much... but still-!

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