#gosh this took me some time and was tough

[exhaslo]

Over-Time

CEO!Miguel x Shy/Clumsy!Reader!

Warning: MINORS DNI, eventual smut, slow-burn, mentions of sex, bullying, cussing

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"Dear, (Y/N), you have been selected to join us for a group interview at Alchemax. Please arrive at appointed date and time below. Read and follow all instructions to ensure your interview. We can't wait to meet you."

Unable to fathom what you had just read, a loud gasp escaped your lips instead. All you really read was interview. Everything else blurred out since you were so excited to finally have a chance to leave your current job.

"Oh my gosh! Do I even have the proper clothes for an interview there?! I can't believe it!" You whispered, resisting a squeal.

This was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Alcehmax was one of the biggest companies in Nueva York. Everyone in their right mind wanted to get even a chance to work there. Hell, some people were happy just being a janitor there.

It was all anyone wanted to gloat about. Getting an interview was nearly impossible and yet, your clumsy ass managed to get it. You had prayed to every God you could think of. The questionnaire was a nightmare and where people failed the most.

"Okay, okay! I have to prepare...I have to practice..." You told yourself.

Interviews were hard for you. You were nervous around new people and freaked out when asked hard questions. Glancing at yourself in the mirror, you just smiled. You got this far. You had an interview to take and succeed in.

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"Lyla, have we found anyone decent enough within the last two group interviews?" Miguel asked with a grumble.

Lyla, Miguel's private assistant, just laughed. She took off her designer glasses and placed them on Miguel's desk. Miguel was the CEO of Alchemax. One of the richest men in all of Nueva York, and a man with a quick temper.

"We have some potential candidates for the open slot in Marketing, but no one to replace me for when I go on my vacaaaation~" Lyla sang happily. Miguel felt his eye twitch,

"Yes, I know. You haven't stopped bragging about your damn vacation all week. Would have been nice if you mentioned it sooner-"

"Oh, don't give me that, Migs. I had it pop up on your calendar every week for the past three months reminding you! It isn't my fault you don't look."

"I am a busy man. You know that because you make my schedule," Miguel hissed lowly then pinched the bridge of his nose, "Just-Ugh, I just find me someone who won't try and suck my dick within the first week."

Lyla just snickered as she typed on her tablet, "You need to find someone. Maybe it will make you less of a grump." She mocked.

Miguel exhaled loudly, glaring towards his assistant. It was a good thing that Miguel could tolerate that woman. Lyla was a close friend of his and knew how to push his buttons.

Leaning back in his seat, Miguel closed his eyes as he took the moment to rest. Lyla was going to be gone for a few months. She sure knew how to utilize her vacation time. Hell, Lyla had a tough job dealing with him. She deserved it.

"I just need someone....quiet."

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How could a building give off such an intimidating presence? It was as if all those powerful inside were warding off the weak and frail. The start of a challenging, yet welcoming part of your life. If you managed to do good in the interview.

Inhaling deeply, you gripped onto your folder and finally had the courage to make your way inside. You heard the stories, but Alchemax sure was a force to be reckon with. The inside of the reception floor felt like another world.

You had arrived super early. You were scared of being late and well, knowing yourself, you were probably going to get lost. Hopefully, your clumsiness won't get in the way of your interview.

"Ah-"

Magic words. Just thinking of it alone caused you to goof up. You had accidently bumped into someone while admiring the inside of the building.

"I-I'm s-so sorry!" You stuttered, panicked that you were fucking up already, "I wasn't looking! I'm sorry!"

"It's alright. Are you okay?" The man spoke as you picked up your paperwork that fell.

Tears were starting to form as you thought of running away. Glancing up at the stranger you bumped into, you sniffed and tried to compose yourself. The man before you had bend down and helped with your paperwork.

"No need to be afraid, I won't bite." The man said with a warming smile. You gulped, finding him very attrative,

"I'm sorry again."

"Oh? An interview?"

"Ah, yes. I'm a little early, but since I've never been here I wanted to make sure...I wouldn't get lost," You admited as he handed your paperwork, "Thank you. My name is (Y/N)."

"Miguel,"

You stood up, staring at the towering man before you. That name sounded familiar, but you were so focused on your goof up to remember. Everyone was probably staring at you, laughing and knowing that you were probably going to flunk the interview now.

"Come, I'll take you to the floor you're going to be at. There are drinks in the lobby once you arrive. Help yourself."

"Ah, thank you."

You were just lucky to have bumped into someone as nice as Miguel. If it were anyone else, they would have probably made you feel worse than you already do now.

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Miguel stayed quiet as he led you to the elevator. He won't lie that it was slightly amusing to find someone who didn't immediately recognized him. That and quite refreshing. Miguel wondered what you would think if you found out that he was the CEO.

Glancing ever so slightly in your direction, Miguel couldn't help but smile. It was like you were in your own little world. You were fumbling with your fingers while you had a slight look of panic on your face. Honestly, that was how people should look for an interview.

Alchemax was not a place to enter with confidence.

"What position are you applying for?" Miguel asked, wanting to ease your nerves.

"Oh!" You gasped lowly, "Marketing."

"Hm. How good are you with planning and scheduling?" He asked casually. Your shoulders raised slightly,

"I, um, I like to...It's easier for me when I have everything in an itinerary. Makes for unnecessary distractions and delays. I find myself at ease with a schedule," You admitted with such a carefree smile.

"And organization?"

"If I'm not overwhelmed I'm great with organizing things." You chirped, "Oh, um, will I get a lot of people talking and asking me questions if I do get hired here? I...I'm just a little shy and if I get overwhelmed I do tend to be clumsy."

Miguel resisted a chuckle, finding you quite entertaining. After another second of silence, Miguel watched as you gasped and covered your face with your folder.

How cute.

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How embarrassing!

Just because he was a handsome face and kind to you, doesn't mean you could get comfortable! It took you hours to practice talking to yourself in the mirror to prepare for an interview and now you were blabbing away nonsense to a stranger!

Feeling the elevator come to a stop. You gasped lowly, admiring the lobby before you.

"Here is your stop." Miguel spoke.

"Thank you," You bowed your head slightly, still embarrassed from rambling off.

As you stepped off the elevator, you gulped. Nerves started to kick in as you took your first step to a better future.

"Oh, and (Y/N)," Miguel called out, causing you to turn, "Best of luck."

"T-Thank you!"

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@timidquindim @decentsoupperson

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #spiderman 2099 #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel spiderman #miguel x you #miguel o'hara smut #miguel spiderverse #atsv miguel #across the spiderverse

[6gumi]

can’t afford to fail.

synopsis ﹒your arrogant n self centred professor helps you get your grade up !

pairings ﹒dr. ratio x f!reader

cw ﹒nsfw MDNI. professor x college student 、mild age gap (dr ratio’s abt 28 while reader is 19-20) 、degradation 、desk s3x 、he’s a lil mean here :( 、use of nicknames 、pussy slapping (there ws like . . two!) 、t!tplay 、dirty talk 、reader implied 2 be smaller 、slight spanking 、unprotected s3x

note ﹒been too long since i wrote anything n i thought abt this . . i’ve BEEN thinkin’ abt it for awhile n i jus get so . . i get so giggly thinkin’ abt it LMAO i hope this is fine ! let’s hope i proofread in time ! reblogs r highly appreciated, feel free 2 send me an ask ! — millie ♡

“utterly ridiculous.” dr ratio replied mockingly, an eyebrow raised as his taller form towered over yours, his gaze on you was firm and serious, like he was trying to scare you away. “do you see what i’m seeing?” he raised up one of your marked worksheets you handed in the other day, in pure honesty . . it wasn’t even your fault! you wanted to curse at him for not even bothering to give you and your fellow students more time to study, it was his fault in the first place for making you all stress! that’s what you wanted to say, but he would’ve had your head for that.

“ . . . yes prof.” you muttered with a small nod.

“tell me what you see then.”

you glanced up at him, your eyes slowly trailing from him to the paper he held . . failed?! again?? gosh . . you knew this would happen either way, you wanted to scream, clench your fists and beg for another retake but knowing the type of professor dr ratio was, you knew you weren’t getting any of that, no . . not anytime soon.

“ . . i didn’t do that good.”

“—didn’t do that good is an understatement, you did terrible. your idiocy is all i see written on this fail-worthy of a sheet, your work habits in class are worse than those other idiots i teach.” the professor sighed and steepled his fingers, leaning forward. “why are you falling off in my classes? are you afraid of asking me for help, is that it?” his eyes narrowed with a condensing glare, the tension in the room grew heavier.

yeah well . . if i ask you for help, you’d insult me and get annoyed anyways, was what you wanted to say. i mean, you weren’t wrong . . you were certain dr ratio had some sort of short temper or something, no matter what he says or what you do, he is the last person you’d ask for help. “someone with major idiocy like you should be grateful i’m taking time out of my day to speak to you about your dismissive performance, you know how much people would kill to have my attention right now?" dr ratio’s voice took on a harsher tone as he watched you react to his words. “even your classmates are so much more adept, why are you even in my class?"

your body jolted at his words, no matter how tough you tried to act you were secretly trying your absolute best to hold back the tears that threatened to leave your eyes, it was hard to take in his words . . it’s hard enough to not be his top student!

dr ratio’s eyes widened slightly seeing how your body jolted at his words, he took a quick breath and thought about how he would address the situation with you with a more gentler approach. "please, humor me." he took a deep breath, trying to be patient and understanding with you. he was already noticing a slight difference in your behaviour. "i’ve spent nearly a decade teaching in this institute," he continued in a slow yet low tone, “i promise you, i know what I'm talking about. how about i help you right here right now and let’s see where to go from there, got it? tell me what you don’t understand and what you do understand.”

“ . . alright.”

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. . it seems you both had a different idea of “helping”. you hated yourself for enjoying it, he was your professor for heaven’s sake! now you were on your knees, your mouth wrapped around his wet cock as soft grunts left his lips. you couldn’t lie . . he looked absolutely stunning from this angle, the way he threw his head back when you swirled your tongue around the slit of his dick. dr ratio groaned, his voice deep and husky as he leaned closer to see how well you were sucking him off. " . . . u-ugh . . fuck, this mouth of yours needs to be punished . . considering how many times you talked back to me in under an hour.”

before you could pull away from his cock on your own, dr ratio’s free hand slipped downwards, grasping firmly at your head, tugging it upwards. you were roughly pulled away with a gasp, you were almost out of breath as your professor pulled you closer against his chest. “a slut like you needs to learn how to be fucked properly. maybe that’s how i can help you, fuck the information in you.”

he leaned down, his lips brushing against your neck before trailing upward, his tongue tracing along your jawline and then claiming your lips forcefully. his hands moved downwards, his cock throbbing even harder in his pants. he stepped closer, reaching out to fondle one of your breasts, squeezing it softly before running his thumb over your hardened nipple . . massaging them firmly as your tongues tangled together, your moans muffled by his mouth. dr ratio’s eyes widened in awe as he pulled away from your lips, a line of saliva connected your lips and his as he admired the sight of your breasts, now fully exposed for him to feast his eyes upon. he bit his bottom lip, unable to tear his gaze away from them as they were truly a sight to behold, heavy and perky, nipples erect and begging for attention. “tell me, [name],” he licked his lips, reaching down to flick his tongue against one of your nipples.

"why can't you be as skillful as the others? do you not have the intellectual capacity?" he smirked against your nipples, watching you intently as he waited for your response. “you’re nothing but an idiot, are you not? can’t even pass any of my damn classes.” he stepped closer to you, placing one hand on your shoulder, gently pushing you towards his desk. "undress yourself slowly," he commanded, his voice husky with desire.

“ . . prof, we can’t do this . . i’m your student, you’re my professor, you’re seriously overdoing this—“

“do you want to fail my class completely or not, princess?” dr ratio muttered, raising a brow. “do you even understand the situation in front of you? you’re a failing student and should be begging me for help.“ he grabbed you by your thighs, roughly slamming you on top of his desk. “you know what you should be doing? you should be on your fucking knees, groveling for me to give you a second of my attention. instead, you're refusing to let me help get your grade up. besides . .” he leaned in closer against your ear, bringing his voice down to a whisper . . “i know that a dirty slut like you is enjoying this as much as i am.” he raised his hand, slapping your cunt that was clothed by your pink panties as hard as he could. “show me this pussy or it’s an automatic zero.”

your eyes flashed with shock and a hint of pleasure, dr ratio’s voice seething with contempt as it sent shivers down your spine . . it was obvious he wasn't going to let this go easily. you gave in . . wrapping your arms around his neck, “ . . prof . .” your face flushed red, nuzzling against his neck. “can’t . . ‘s embarrassing—“

“veritas.”

“ . . pardon?”

“call me veritas, moan it while i fuck you.”

your professor’s heart skipped a beat at his own boldness, his hand slipped down towards your lower region, grasping firmly at the hem of your skirt and tugging it upwards, revealing your lacy black underwear underneath. with one swift motion, he ripped them apart, exposing your wet glistening pussy to his hungry eyes. "sit on the edge of the desk," he ordered, his voice low and commanding. "spread your legs wide and let me see that pretty cunt.”

you bit your lip, gazing up at him with those sweet eyes of yours as you were hesitant to even do anything under those hungry eyes of his own, “ . . do i have to? that’s . . that’s too embarrassing.”

“do you want to completely fail my class or not?”

wincing at his words, you slowly obeyed his demands . . spreading your legs with a sense of embarrassment and shame as he humiliated you completely, it was like . . he wasn’t even aware he was humiliating you! spreading your legs in front of your own damn professor? you didn’t even know what was going on in your mind at this rate! but yet . . your pussy pulsed around nothing, you craved for this and you hated that the most. the dark haired male reached down, unfastening his own pants and boxers in one swift motion, revealing his massive cock, veined and thick, dripping with precum . . it stood tall and proud, ready to claim whatever it desired, you weren’t even sure if it could fit.

"turn around," he ordered, keeping his tone low and seductive. "show me your ass." you obeyed, slowly hopping off the desk as you bent over . . your ass in his full view. your body flinched, eyes wide as he gave your cheeks one mean yet harsh slap. “try and guess how many times you nearly failed my class.” his hardened member brushed against your entrance teasingly, he couldn't resist anymore. with one swift motion, he positioned himself between your spread legs, aligning his cockhead with your tight hole from behind. “go.”

he pushed slowly, his head sliding past your tight ring of muscles, eliciting a soft moan from you as your eyes rolled back . . your pussy spasming around his thick cock almost instantly . . it was like it belonged there. “p—prof . .”

“ah ah.” he shoved his fingers inside your mouth, pressing the pad of his fingertips against your tongue. “what’s my name, slut? tell me. what did i say.” dr ratio pushed forward, stretching your hole even wider than before . . filling you up inch by agonizing inch. you couldn’t lie, each thrust of his felt like heaven, as if you and him were finally becoming one.

“v—veritas . .”

“good fuckin’ girl.” once fully buried to the hilt, he paused, taking a moment to savour this forbidden moment. his hands gripped your waist tightly, holding you steady as he began to move rhythmically in and out of your wet cunt, hitting your g-spot with a sense of urgency and desperation each powerful thrust. “guess how many times you almost failed my class, come on . . speak up, or are you giving up already?”

“ngh . . three?”

“wrong.” SLAP!

he ran his hand down the fat of your ass, slapping it loudly as you could feel the sound reverberating through the entire room . . your tongue lolling out your lips as another slap came down, even harder than the first. “keep guessing.”

“ah!— u-uhm . . five?” you moaned at the mere feeling of him picking up the pace, his hips rocking in sync with his thrusts. his cock throbbed harder inside your tight channel, stretching and massaging your insides in a way that drove you both wild with pleasure, it’s like . . he was trying to fuck you dumb, fuck you till you couldn’t think. “wrong again.” his voice ran through your ears, moans and gasps filled the room yet muffled by each loud thrust. sweat trickled down your professor’s back as he increased his rhythm, pounding into your hole faster and harder, building towards climax until the tip of his cock slammed against your deepest areas.

his hands roamed freely over your body, cupping your breasts roughly, pinching and tweaking at your nipples until they stood erect and hardened once more. dr ratio bit down on the flesh of your neck, leaving a mark that would serve as a reminder of this moment later on. "see how good i’m fucking this pussy?” he growled, his voice hoarse with desire. “come on, keep going . . stay focused.” he was lost in the feeling of your cunt, pounding into you like it was his last as his thrusts become even stronger as he reached his peak again. dr ratio groaned loudly, his cock throbbing violently inside you as a huge glob of cum shot out, yet his thrusts never yielding.

“mmh . . ah! veritas . . please!” his hands roamed over your body, trailing along your arms and shoulders, stopping at your pretty breasts once more. "fuck, this is the best pussy i’ve ever fucked.” he panted, pulling on one nipple, then the other in turn. "so fucking perfect." your moans and gasps became louder, filling the room with a symphony of pleasure. your bodies moved together in sync, hips rocking in harmony with his thrusts.

SLAP! “come on, baby.”

“s—six . . seven?! fuck . . ah!” piles and piles of paper fell off his desk when you were pushed forward, back arched with your eyes rolled back. “veritas . . i think this is enough . . someone’s gonna hear—“

veritas chuckled mockingly, his eyes glowing with malice as he grabbed hold of your chin firmly, tilting her head back in submission. his lips crashed forcefully against your own, tongue thrusting into your mouth roughly, claiming ownership over your body. "oh, i think you and i both know this is far from enough," he growled between kisses, his hands roaming freely over your lithe figure. "you know damn fucking well . . you don’t want me to fail you, right? so, accept it. your body’s damn made for this, princess . . see how well your body is responding to my cock? c’mon. look at me directly and tell me straight up you don’t enjoy this.”

drawing out soft whimpers from your throat, your professor continued his dirty work on your sensitive spots until you squirmed helplessly beneath him, unable to resist any longer . . your voice stuck between your throat as you couldn’t even find the right words to retort, accepting the way he took you against the desk, his rough thrusts forcing you to push your body against the cold surface as a puddle of cum formed on the floor from your professor’s previous orgasm, so fucking messy . .

“my point taken.” he savoured the feeling of being deep inside your warm, wet hole . . he knew he was gonna have dreams of this pretty cunt of yours, each time he pulled back, a low growl escaped his throat as your bodies slapped together, creating sounds of lustful pleasure. veritas’ hands gripped your hips tightly, holding you steady while his cock continued its relentless exploration of your gummy walls. in sync with each thrust his hips rocked against yours as well, grinding his pelvis and your ass together, the sensation was unlike anything either of them had ever experienced before . . raw, primal, and addictive. you couldn't think but respond to him with your body, your moans becoming more pronounced and needy.

“listen to me,” dr ratio gave your ass another mild smack. “you’re gonna take this dick while you tell me exactly what you’re having trouble with in class, understand? ‘gonna fuck everything through your head just like i said . . afterall . .”

“you can’t afford to fail, can you?”

#millie’s writings ✔︎ #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #dr ratio smut #honkai star rail smut #dr ratio x reader #hsr smut #hsr x you #hsr x reader #dr ratio x you #he’s so dreamie . . . he is. soo dreamie . #dr ratio is so dreamy . . it’s acc phenomenal (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)

[webberbaby]

His little Stripper <3

pairing- Colby Brock x fem!reader

summary- a stripper catches the eyes of a handsome man, has a lotta fun

warnings- a lil angsty, some hardcore smut lol, cute lil ending

word count- 3k or sum? maybe 4k, LMAO

a/n- been a long time since I’ve written, enjoy

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The whole studio was bouncing, the bass rhythmically played throughout the club. Swimming inside the walls, almost enticing you in. The night was young and had only just begun, it was a start to a long night. Here, I was treated almost like royalty, all the other dancers liked to roll their eyes or make snarky comments because they didn’t like the way I hogged all the attention, I was young and that’s nothing I could help.

You could say I was a good dancer. One of the best.

Brittney. I only had one friend in this place, the rest would only batter their eyelashes to get a hand on your earnings. Not Brittney though. She was a sweet, honest girl that just needed the extra cash and in complete fairness, that’s what we were both here for. We were both the youngest in this place. University costs an arm and a leg, there’s no lie in that. It was a hated industry, but the world is a tough place to make a living.

“Girl! You gotta get out there! it’s thriving with old dudes that have a TON of money!!” She heaved, slumping on a swivel chair next to mine, with a wide-eyed expression painted across her makeup clad features. I glanced at her through the huge mirrors stuck to the smoke stained walls, with a slight smirk finishing up on my cherry red lipgloss, “Oh yeah? Sounds just like every other night.”

“Well, I did see these couple guys around our age, maybe older, they were sooo hot.” Brittney explained, emphasising their good looks, applying makeup to her smudged areas. She seemed skittish, almost like she was eager to get back out there. This time I’d turned to face her, making my blonde hair a bouncy, wavey look. Being expressive with her hands, matter of factly she had said, “I sooo wished they’d came over to me, that brunette guy was soo handsome, so mysterious too. I’ll have to show you when you get your ass out there! I’d give that man a dance for free any day.”

I giggled, never hearing her talk like this made me believe these men were as handsome as she said they were. Maybe I’ll have to see for myself. I began to slip my cherry red heels on, glancing in the mirror, puffing my hair out. I had styled it in to an 80’s blowout type look, just more modernised. “I believe you girl, it’s been a while since we’ve had a looker come here.”

“Man, you look like a whole full course meal looking like that, Y/N. You have more of a chance than me at getting that handsome devil in a booth. Gosh, you’re so sexy!” Brittney huffed, looking at me with a sad but hopeful expression.

I grabbed her hand, pulling her out of her chair. Cupping her face with my hands, I said with confidence, “God is a woman, and you my friend are a fucking goddess! Now let’s get out there and make some fucking money!” She smiled into my hands as I then spun her around, seeing the sparkles on her little outfit shine.

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I stood behind Brittney as she peeped from behind the big, draping, scarlet red curtain that lead out to the runway. A shiny pole awaiting us. Britt had kept an eye on the stage as I was trying to skim the crowd for the one who looks like they had the most cash with them. “Oh! Gabriella’s almost finished her dance, god blue is NOT her colour!”

“Brittney! You have to watch your mouth sometimes, you’ll get in trouble if someone hears you!” I wispered harshly, playfully jabbing her arm. She moved over a little so I could get a better look of the crowd. Taking me by surprise, a pair of striking blue eyes caught my own as I swiftly shut the curtain, almost knocking Britt over, “Holy shit.”

“What? What!” The brunette nudged me out the way as I took a step back, body running cold. I heard her muttering as she closed the curtain as quick as she re-opened it, turning to me. “Oh my God, that’s him!”

“Shut up! I’ve never seen him before, I can’t dance infront of him, he’s too pretty to be here! What’s a guy like him doing here?! God!” I gulped, walking back and forth on myself, finding my nerves getting the better of me of me. God, his dark brown hair and that shiny earring glistening in his ear, the black button up, the shine on his rings and tattooed arms, man. I’m used to dancing for 40+ year old guys, not actual good looking guys my age!

“Are you being serious right now, Y/N? You’re the hottest one here, if Gab’s can flaunt it then you definitely can too!” She exclaimed assertively, stopping me in my tracks, hands on either side of my arms. Pointing her finger in my face.

“Hey sluts, they’re waiting.” A scratchy, unbothered voice had sounded as the clacking of heels sounded down the set of stairs held by the stage. We both rolled our eyes as she swang her hips side to side, sauntering away from us.

“Ugh, whatta bitch.” We muttered in unison, breathing out a laugh. Britt gave me a subtle peck on the cheek, something she always did to calm my nerves before my journey to the pole, “Knock ‘em dead, Y/N”

As she turned my track on, I took a deep breath, pushing my boobs up a little, feeling the deep red lace against my body. Promiscuous sounded, by Nelly & Timbaland. As much as it is a corny song, the boys loved it.

Whipping my hair over my shoulder, I winked at my bestie, and started my walk. The giant curtains opened as I started to strut. The dim lights only lighting up solely on the pole. My confidence returning as my hips swirled to the beat, winking at thirsty men in the crowd. I raised my arms leaning my head back touching my chest.

I made my way over to the center, strutting around the shiny metal pole, caressing it gently. Placing my heels accordingly on the polished platform, stepping on dollar bills everywhere I walked. “Promiscuous girl, you’re teasin’ me. You know what I want and I got what you need.”

I raised my leg on the pole letting my body drape around as my arm held my balance along the pole. As I smoothly came to the bottom of the glistening metal, I spread my legs one infront and one behind, bouncing slightly. Rolling onto my next move, the same pair of blue eyes caught my attention, I couldn’t help but stare for a second, which felt like minutes, as I got behind the pole, he winked at me.

Which took me by surprise as I blushed. I gulped and returned the wink. I blew a kiss at this man, as I slut dropped down the metal shaft, licking up it. Keeping eye contact, his mouth agape. When I grew confidence, I also grew dirty. Giving what these men came to see. “Have all my money!”

One man shouted, another had exclaimed, “I want you to ride my face, please! Be my dirty little girl!” I smiled politely at these men, knowing full well they probably have wives at home, most of them having a ring on their marriage finger. Bastards.

As I danced around the pole, I let my hips do the work, shaking them around in a sexy way. Left to right, innocently dancing. Mouthing the lyrics, shutting my eyes ever so slightly. With my back to the pole now, I had slid down it, mouthing the lyrics, “I’m all alone and it’s you that I want!”

Motioning this handsome blue eyed boy to me with my fingers, in a ‘come here’ type of way. Hoping to entice him, or just playfully tease him. He was leaning against the bar, eyes glued to me. I’ve felt his eyes on me the whole dance. He had this dark smirk on him, looking me up and down with these hungry eyes. Turning his full body towards me now. He mouthed, “Oh yeah?”

In return, I sent an innocent wink his way, with a smile this time. Getting on my feet and swinging around the pole one last time before subtly dropping down, against the cold metal, arching my back as I pushed my hips towards the pole, not letting go. The lights going dark once again as my time came to an end.

I blew the crowd a kiss as I took one last glance toward the bar, the man that had captivated my full attention could not be seen. My heart sank a little as I turned on my heel, forming a strut down the walk as the curtains closed behind me, the money being collected as I had left the stage that I had now earned.

“Eeek! Y/N! You did so good! How am I supposed to follow that performance up?!” Brittney squealed, high fiving me.

“You’ll do even better than me, I’m sure of it!” Giving her praise, she was the one thing that got me through this place, she deserved more confidence. “ I’m gonna take a walk on the floor, gonna get a drink! Go get ‘em tiger!”

As much as I was there for my girl, I desperately wanted to see if this man had stuck around.

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Venturing onto the men-riddled floor, I tried to keep my composure. This was when my nerves got the better of me, you’re looked at as a piece of meat when you’re of the floor. Up on the stage, you feel as though everyone’s below you, literally. You’re on top, nobody can touch you up there.

I found myself at the bar, just asking for a lemonade to pass the time, a kind, older woman had served me. She was one of the nicer workers that resided here, “Would you like a cherry in there too, Y/N?”

“You know me.” I softly said, giving her a thankful smile. Some saw me as the baby here and some saw me as the queen. It was a weird place to be, I just appreciated the kind ones. She gave me a wink and went on her way to make me a the simple concoction.

“Y/N. What a name. Pretty, too.” A deep, husky voice sounded from next to me, as I felt his eyes burn into the side of my head. I turned, slowly looking up at him, his tall, dark frame leaning down on me. I gulped. Those familiar blue eyes keeping ahold of my attention, his warm smile sounding, “Hey, I’m Colby.” He took my hand and kissed it gently.

“Y/N. Hey.” I shyly ushered out in one whole breathe, as I glanced down, my hair falling infront of my face. He was gorgeous, a true beauty. I must be lucky for someone like him to be able to approach me.

“Yeah, I know” He chuckled. I blushed as he heard the lady behind the bar already address that. Don’t screw up now girl! “Is that your real name? I know ladies like to have a disguise around here.”

He observantly mentioned, smirking too. I was at a loss for words, Colby was so captivating, I was lost in his celestial, lapis eyes. His chestnut hair cascading infront of his eyes ever so slightly. “It is, does that disappoint you?”

I decided to be honest, maybe he’d find that attractive in its self. After all, he was honest with me. “What? God no, I think you’re stunning, and your names just the cherry on top!”

Colby ironically exclaimed, as my drink was placed infront of me. The lady looked at both me and him and smiled, raising her eyebrows at me. He glanced at my drink, taking the cherry. Swivelling it in his grip, he glanced at me. I looked up at him with my doe eyes, as he popped it in my mouth, plucking the stem from the cherry itself. “Good girl.”

My heart started to race as he reached his hand out, ushering me closer. As I went to take his hand, a loud roguish man approached me, grabbing me by waist, immediately yelling in my face, “Are you gonna dance for me or what? Huh?”

The alcohol definitely playing its part, I glanced to security, they hadn’t seen the commotion yet and my heart was jumping out of its chest. He towered over me demanding, impatiently waiting for an answer. “Sir, please don’t speak to me like tha-“

“I can speak to you how the FUCK I want, don’t you dare think for a second that your better than me or anyone’s gonna save your pretty little ass, you do what I tell you-“ a huge thud landed as I was swiftly pushed back, the man in front of me collapsing to the ground. Colby had lunged at the drunken man. Angered, he had hit him square in the jaw, a tooth rolling around on the floor. A splash of blood on already red heel.

My breath hitched in my throat, still no security in sight, the music too loud for anyone to really give a shit. Colby had picked this man up by his shift, as though he weighed of nothing, he hissed in his face, “Beat it.”

The man was dropped to his feet and quickly scurried away, as if he saw death itself. I watched as he was out of site, a warm touch against my chin snapped me out of the trance I was in. Startled. “Are you okay, beautiful?”

Gazing into his eyes, hard to look away, I stuttered out, “I-uh, yeah. Thank you.” I placed my hand on his chest trying to gain my breath back, it all happened so fast, a boldness took over me, the sheer sign of strength made so effortlessly was almost overwhelming, “Wanna get out of here?”

I felt his heartbeat pick up every so slightly as he huskily said, “Lead the way, Y/N.”

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Of all places, I lead him to one of the private booths, the expensive, champagne riddled rooms. I shut the curtains to the room, letting staff know that it was occupied. The curved couch was a sparkly red, that had a pole in the middle as well as a love seat. The circular table had three bottles of champagne in a bucket of ice, recently been placed there. Lights had become dim since I’d closed the curtains and there were little sources of light emerging from under both seats. Colby had poured a drink for me and himself, keeping them set down on the table, he approached me with a smirk on his face, “What brings us here then beautiful?”

“I wanted to thank you back there, you were so brave.” Placing my hand on his chest once again, ever so slightly pushing him backwards, towards the curved seat, trailing my hand downwards. Batting my eyelashes at him with my big doe like eyes, I pouted, “So strong.”

His legs hit the textured couch, falling back on, eyes never straying from mine once. I began to crawl on top of him, in a straddle position, feeling himself twitch underneath me, “I-That was nothing back there, a beautiful girl like you shouldn’t have to take that shit.”

He insisted while taking in my body, my looks. Colbys hands began to travel up and down my lacy, deep red piece, taking it all in, breathing a little heavier than before. Muttering, he shifted a little from under me, looking back up at my eyes, “Fuck.”

Smirking slightly, I leant forward, giving him an eyeful of my cleavage, whispering, “I’ll make you feel good, Colby.” His breath began to hitch as I began to kiss up his jaw, his eyes darkened as he lifted my face, gazing into my eyes. His plump lips were begging to meet mine, he took a quick glance at my lips and mumbled hastily, “You’re making me crazy, beautiful.”

And with that he crashed his whiskey stained lips into my cherry tasted ones. Hunger was taking over and I grew to want him so badly. His great hands found their way to my back, travelling down and cupping me, grabbing me ever so slightly but enough for me to moan into his mouth. He seemed to like that. Swiftly, he took my laced bra off with one quick motion, making me gasp.

My hands got the better of me and I started unbuttoning his shirt, almost frustrated that it wasn’t coming undone quick enough. He pulled away, picking me up, his hands under me, straddling his waist now, “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

The blue eyed boy had laid us down, I was now laying on the love seat, he towered over me, looking me up and down, ready to feast. Colby stood there, with his shirt unbuttoned, his abs glistening from the sweat we had just created. He looked godly in this moment. He quickly took off his jeans, his member almost throbbing to be let out. I gulped as he looked bigger than anything I’d ever seen.

He lowered himself down, and kissed me passionately, still hungry for more. My hands roamed freely, helping him take off his shirt completely. With this motion I quickly flipped us, wanting to be on top of him. I begged, “Let me please you, Colby.”

Impressed at my strength, Colby had stifled a moan as I started to leave hungry kisses down his chest, until I got to his boxer line. I looked up at him through my lashes, as he nodded with approval, removing the clothing. His thick member throbbing. I gulped, taking in his size, he was fucking huge.

“Fuck.” I muttered as I teased him, licking up his shaft, keeping eye contact with him as he propped himself up on his elbows to get a better look. I wrapped my hand around his member, kissing the tip.

I began to take him in my mouth, bobbing my head up and down and sucking slightly, wanting him to feel euphoric. His sweet moans filled my ears, making me work harder for him. Wanting to make him feel better than ever. “You’re such a good girl, Y/N.”

Seeing his eyes roll back as his shaft touched the back of my throat was enough to make me moan, knowing I was doing a good job. I was a good girl. His good girl. Colby’s hand traveled to the back of my head, grabbing my hair slightly bobbing my head. It felt so good. “You like that baby girl?”

I nodded quickly, not wanting to disappoint, all of a sudden feeling really submissive. As I carried on sucking it for a little longer, Colby pulled my hair back and away from him gently making me look up at him, he muttered, “C’mere baby.”

I did as he asked, waiting for what was to come. Colby got on top of me, his chain dangling infront of my face, his arms looking as muscular as ever as he towered over me, I felt completely under his spell and I was more than ready for what he was about to do to me.

He caressed my breasts, with both hands as I started to breath heavier, trying to keep it together. His eyes flickering towards mine and my bare chest, he muttered sweet nothings as he latched onto them, kissing them. Sucking them. I couldn’t help but moan at the way his tongue moved against my body, “Colby!”

“Shh, baby. You sound so fucking good, but we can’t get in trouble now, can we?” He muttered against my breasts, knowing full well we’d get in big trouble as clients weren’t supposed to be touchy let alone all over each other. He was far from being a client, but I would definitely get kicked out immediately for this behaviour. I groaned out of annoyance, frustrated with pleasure. He began to bite them ever so gently, putting my hand over my mouth to shuffle my moans. Colby had made him way down to my panties, asking for approval, granting him access. He swiftly took them off with ease, “Fuck you’re so perfect.”

“Are you ready baby?” He huskily marvelled, admiring the mess he had made me into, touching himself. His hair stuck to his forehead a little, his muscles glistening all over, his tattoos made his aura dark and mysterious but he seemed like a complete utter dream. In response, all I could manage was a swift nod, with impatient, hungry eyes.

He lined his huge member up with my already wet folds, awaiting the small pain that came with it. He came down closer to me, kissing me roughly and pushing himself into me at the same time, causing me to melt into his mouth, both moaning loudly. My hands traveled up to his hair, getting tangled in his locks. His motions were euphoric and heavenly, making my back arch with every move. Colby moaned roughly into my neck, kissing it and nipping at the skin with his teeth, leaving slight bruises as he trailed.

“Fuck, you feel so good Y/N.” My nails scraped along down his back, marking him as equally as he did me. He couldn’t keep back his moans as they sounded through my body. Unwinding. As is pace quickened, my orgasm started to grow nearer. I couldn’t hold it any longer, he was making me feel pleasure like I’ve never felt it before, “Colby, I’m so close!”

“Fuck baby, don’t come until I tell you too. I know you’re a good girl. My good, good girl.” He quickened his pace and became a little rougher with his thrusts, making me into a moaning mess. He couldn’t bring himself to tell me to be quiet anymore, he loved the way he was making me feel. He moved so he could put my legs over his shoulders, making my climax come quicker, “Colby, please!”

“Oh baby, I’m gonna come too.” He muffled tensely, his thrusts getting sloppier, I looked at him with pleading eyes, muttering and begging, Colby looked at me with pleading eyes, “Come for me beautiful.”

With that, I had unleashed my orgasm, coming undone at his command, moaning his name as I rode out my high. I started toying with my breasts to get him closer to his climax, wanting nothing more but the warm fill, “Colby, please come. Please!”

Not even a moment later he came undone too, filling me up with his come. We were both messes, moaning into each other as he collapsed on top of me, pecking my neck as he collected himself. He rolled over to the next of me, putting his arm underneath his head and one out for me to lay on. We were both panting like sick dogs. I propped myself up on my elbow, my head resting against my palm.

“You know, I’ve never seen you in here before.” I muttered, playing with a strand of my hair. I pondered it, because he was a beautiful man, a young man. A man that didn’t suit these kind of places.

“I thought you’d ask, it’s a good friend of mines birthday and we all thought it would be a good surprise to bring him here.” Colby chuckled, looking into my eyes. He reached out for my hand and placed it on his chest, his heart still erratic. “You are beautiful though, Y/N. I meant what I said.”

“Thank you. You’re not too bad yourself.” I giggled, him faking a hurt expression, giving me a pearly white smile, something that made me melt on the spot. His crinkles next to his eyes matching perfectly with his happy looks.

“A pretty girl like you, how’d you end up here?” He looked at me sincerely, wanting to know me a little better. I didn’t think he’d ask, making me feel slightly embarrassed that I have money issues.

“Oh it’s nothing, just- university won’t pay itself, you see.” I said with honesty. glancing down at my hands down, playing with them.

“University? That’s incredible, I can’t imagine how expensive that must be, I guess I can understand.” I looked up at him, he seemed genuine and I melted into his gaze, I gave him a small smile. Appreciating his kind words. Mouthing a ‘thank you’.

“You know,” propping himself up to really look at me this time, grabbing the two glasses of champagne on the table. Handing one to me, “I would really like to take you out, get you away from here eventually.”

“I would really love that.” I blushed, him smirking in return.

“It wouldn’t be classed as inappropriate to maybe cheers to this? A new beginning, potentially?” Him raising a glass.

I giggled, feeling a sense of happiness and fulfilment. Cuddled up with a man you feel like you’ve known forever, chatting, getting to know each other and just sealed a date with, raising a toast to a new beginning. “Cheers.”

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a/n- omg I had no plan for this just a thought, one thing led to another and BOOM. hope you enjoyed lol I never know how to wrap up endings

stay sweet x

#colby brock #colby smut #sam and colby #xplr #colby brock smut

[kungfubarbie101]

Mate- Neteyam x Fem Reader

content: nsfw/smut ,p in v, slight fingering (f receiving), male & female orgasm, aged up 18+

“Neteyam where are you taking me!”

He only laughed at you as he pulled you through the forest. You heaved a breath as you ran with him, almost tripping at the pace your going.

You looked around seeing atokirina’s sprouting around you, some even connecting slightly bouncing off of your skin as your ran with Neteyam. You smiled looking at the them float around as you get dragged away from them.

He stopped the two of you causing you to semi crash into his shoulders. You groaned rubbing at your nose. You looked around the two of you to see where you ended up at. You don’t recognize this place at all.

“What is this place?”

“Tree of Souls”

Neteyam says looking over at you as you made your way up to the large tree, the tendrils raking over your shoulders, the purple gleam reflecting off your blue skin. Neteyam followed beside you not leaving his graze from your figure, watching your hips sway as they walked, your arms extending to touch the center of the tree. Watching your eyes close feeling the senses of the tree go to you.

Neteyam couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. You where an angel to him that he never wanted to take his eyes off of. It wasn’t just your physical features that had him down bad for you it was the fact how tough and strong you where for being just a soft and kind person to people of Pandora and specially to him. He admired that from you. He loved how caring and how protective you can be beside him. For your features he loved how your nose scrunched as your laughed at his jokes, your sharp teeth flashed as you smiled at him.

You have this boy begging on his knees for you.

Your fingers spread apart as you let go from the tree, looking over at him with that smile he absolutely adored.

“Come here and sit”

Neteyam motioned you over to the spot in front of him. He looks up at the tree, watching how how it’s tendrils sway slowly back and forth.

“I use to love going here as a child with my mother. She’d tell me this was the place to have your prayers listened and sometimes answered”

He stated, his eyes glistening, atokirina’s swarming around the both of you, making you chuckle as one bounces off of Neteyam’s nose. His eyes looking back down as he heard your laugh, blushing.

He took one of the tendrils from the tree in his hand and connected it with his queue making tsaheylu, his black pupils growing once he’s connected, he sighs looking back over to you seeing as you follow what he’s doing. A small gasp left your lips as you connected your queue to the tree you felt somewhat tingly inside as you connected as one with the tree. You could hear chants and songs raiding off from the tree in your mindset. Your ears dropping in concentration, listening deeply more, peeking as the chants get somewhat louder like they where calling you to them.

“Oh my gosh”

He chuckled at your facial expressions you where making and how confused you where trying something that your not use to feeling, as it was your first time. He turned his body to face yours as you unconnected your queue from the tendril, scanning your eyes to Neteyams face, his face full with a kind of lust, as he spoke again.

“My mother has said since I’m truly part of the people now, I can make my decision to choose a women to mate with. To spend my life with and bare by children to, a women who’ll stand by my side”

He moved closer to you. His only thoughts right now are you being that women he mates with.

You don’t get the hint really, since this whole being someone’s mate thing was a blur to you. You haven’t really thought about having to be mated with someone anytime sooner. In your head you hoped he’d chosen you to be his future mate, since your eyes would only see him by your side but at the same time this women talk is making you think he’s thinking about another woman to ask. His body language and how he looks at you makes you differ about that conclusion, plus he literally took you to a place where the na’vi’s come to mate, so how is that not more obvious he might have those feelings about you as you felt about him.

Your ear flattened over thinking your thoughts.

“And I’ve already chosen…… but this women has to choose me to”

You reach your hand and place it on his shoulder, softly smiling at him, your lips glancing over his lips and back up to his eyes.

“She already has”

You say as you leave no space between the two of you, kissing him softly, the kiss turning rough as Neteyam tries and deepens the kiss. His hands roam the sides of your waist, pulling you onto his lap to straddle him, his index fingers gliding to your lower back. He breaks the kiss to grab his queue, earning a shocked look from you. You take yours out, he slowly starts to connect his with yours already making the big decision to be connected with you, but you pull yours away, making him look at you concerned ‘did your thoughts change?’ You had a weird expression on your face he couldn’t place and he was hoping you weren’t going to change your mind as when you kissed him, it made him feel like you wanted the same as he did.

“Neteyam, are you sure I’m the one you want to be mated with, I mean, there are other women you can choose from…”

He looked at you in disbelief. He took his hand and placed in on your cheek pulling you into a kiss. He let go and looked deep into your eyes, looking as your expression softened.

“I’m very sure of it, I’ve loved you since we where both young na’vi’s, and I want you to be the one that carry’s my children, and stands by me. I’ve thought about this for a long time till it was the time I had to make my mind of choosing a women. (your name) your the one I’ve chosen and only you…”

You smile at him lovingly as you grabbed your queue and held it out for him to connects his to your. He puts his queue against yours to make them interlock into one, making the both of you gasp as you felt on another’s emotions, thoughts, and love as you kissed one another, your lips interlocking as they where made for each other.

Neteyams hands gripping at your waist to to grind against him, your hands wrapping around his neck. Your breasts pressed up against his chest. He whimpers at your bold move, pulling at his hair, he arch’s his now forming bulge up more against you. You grin as you can feel him.

“Feels like someone’s getting needy”

You giggle as he huffed. You slither your hand down to his bulge now rubbing him through the fabric covering him. He leans his forehead against yours giving you a look of ‘please do more to me’.

Your free his hardened dick out of his loincloth. You look at his penis, his tip was a light soft pink blue, his shaft a light blue having soft visible strips like how he has on his skin. You look up into his golden yellow eyes as your eye brows knit together making sure he’s alright with you touching him.

“Touch me (your name)…”

He whimpers out to you daring not to look you in the eyes as you use your thumb to trace up the slit of his tip, causing a shaky moan from the boy. Pre-cum leaking lightly from the tip, you slowly pump his member in your hand. He grips the back of your inner thigh, trying to hold his composure as your fucking him with your hand. Your speed stays mild as you glance at how his half lidded eyes watch your hand pumping up and down against his dick.

“Faster (your name)…..faster….“

You quicken your pace, your vagina getting wet. His left hand gripping apart your ass cheek as rakes up to your clothed vagina with the other hand feeling just how wet you are, he starts softly rubs your clit through your loincloth, as you pump his dick. His finger pushes the cloth aside, putting index finger against your cunt, your wetness coding his finger as he rakes it back and forth against you.

Your clit pulses as he feels pleasurable waves hitting it as he starts rubbing his fingers into you. Your eyes close, pumping Neteyams dick slowly, feeling your legs weaken and tighten. His middle finger now enters your slick walls, making your gasp on how rough he slid it in. 

“Neteyam….. I’m making you feel good right now”

His dick started to twitch as he heard those sweet low moans come from that pretty mouth of yours wanting to hear more of them. He added another finger into you, your eyes widen a bit as he then hooks his finger against your walls making your vagina tighten around his finger, making Neteyam chuckle at your now pleasured body, your hand still pumping up and down against his dick. He starts rubbing your clit with his thumb, making you grip his shoulder with your free hand. His hand gripping the back of your thigh pulling your lips of your vagina apart more, a small gust of cold wind hitting your hot pussy.

You wasted no time of letting go of his dick to push him down on the ground. His fingers slipping out of you. You made Neteyam let out a grunt as he fell onto the floor looking up at you as he watches your hand grab around him, giving him a few small pumps before sliding him into your wetness. His dick stretches your vagina causing a loud gasp come from your mouth.

Neteyam moaning at the pleasure he feels from your insides. He’s breath hitched as he watches as you bounce on top of him, your hands on his chest to keep you steady, watching how your breast would move at how quick your riding would get.

Your head slightly drooping down. Neteyams hands grips at your thighs as he moans out your name, telling you your doing such a good job riding his dick, how pretty your look bouncing up and down on him.

Moans, wet kisses and sex aroma clouds the two of you, you and Neteyam feeling pleasure from each other like never before. His hands roaming up to your breasts foundling them as he curses small hold-back moans in his voice.

“(your name)…..I feel like I’m going to cum…”

Neteyams lets out a quaky moan as you go faster. He grabs you to pull you up into a face off position, where he can watch you cum for him. You place your arms around his neck as you continue riding. Neteyam moans out as he reaches his high, feeling sensitive from you keep riding him until you meet yours going slower and faster. He takes a notice of how sloppy your hips are bucking against him as you try to get to your reaching orgasm. He reaches down to give you more, rubbing his thumb up against your clit, giving you an extra feel good sensation. Your head tilts back from the extra pleasure forming, your moans filling the surroundings.

Neteyam looks at you his eyes focusing on how your beautiful face expressions, your mouth gaped, and your eyes closed with your eyebrows knitted together. He watches as your nose crinkles up as you reach your climax with your head slightly drooping forward, your clit throbbing and vagina walls clenching against Neteyams dick, your hips still slowly grinding on him finishing yourself off. You sigh lifting your head up to look at your mates face, both of you sweaty and hot from sex, resting against together and whispering sweet nothing to each other, especially Neteyam.

He grabs your face from his neck, looking into your lustful eyes.

“I see you”

He states, smiling at you lovingly as you reach and caress his cheek with the palm of your hand

“I see you, my Neteyam”

#neteyam x reader #avatar neteyam #avatar 2 #avatar 2022 #neteyam #neteyam smut #neteyam x y/n #neteyam x you #neteyam sully #sully family #mate

[spinningwebsandtales]

Imagine Taking A Relaxing Bath With Yami

Yami Sukehiro X FemReader

Rating: T+

Warnings: Suggestive themes, mentions of nudity, flirting, and I believe Yami is a warning in himself

Word Count: 1k

(A/N:) Oh my gosh y’all! The Black Clover movie is sooooo good! It made me realize how much I miss the anime! I’m keeping up with the manga and reading the chapters as they are released but man there are so many things I want to see come to life! Hey Black Clover studio new season when?! Anyway my magical husband is back (he needed more scenes but honestly I can’t get enough Yami anyway) and I need some self-indulgence stuff! XD So bear with me as I go insane! ~Countess

The Black Bulls had been your home for awhile now and you had seen many battles. Some tough. Some easy. The other members felt like family and you grew closer to each and every one of them every single day. Yami was a different story as you were in a relationship with the dark haired captain. While he seemed rough and crude, he was actually a caring man that showed how much he cared in different ways. He always seemed to in tune to your needs or how you were feeling. While he wasn’t much into PDA, in private he made sure to make up for it tenfold. You couldn’t complain about your life and you enjoyed all that being a magic knight had to offer. But it wasn’t easy all the time. Missions were rough and you did get hurt several times. It was the aches the next day that had you trying to rest to get well enough before the next mission.

Your body was covered in scratches and bruises were beginning to mar your skin. Yami had been out the majority of the day as he had a meeting with the wizard king. He took the loudest Black Bull members with him as well, leaving the base quiet enough that you could get some much needed rest. 

Night was covering the sky and still Yami had yet to return. At first you had been concerned that he was hurt or finding the company of other women. But you were quick to find out Yami was strong and not that type of man. Though he did enjoy gambling too much and if you went to look for him, you normally found him gambling all his earnings and then some, away in some seedy tavern. So instead of worrying, you decided to ease the aches by taking a much needed hot bath. Grabbing the few supplies you kept for your personal use, you went to the bathing room of the base. There was two different areas, one for the women and one for the men. Naturally you went into the women’s bath and the steam that greeted you had you relaxing just from the feel alone. 

All the tension melted away as soon as you hit the hot water and in mere seconds you were submerged up to your neck. You hummed softly stretching your joints and wiggling your digits in the water. You hadn’t been soaking long when the door opened. You weren’t facing the doorway and you couldn’t really see due to the heavy fog of steam, so the only option was to call out the name of the person you thought it could be.

“Vanessa?”

The clack of a wooden tub and a rough chuckle split the air, “Not even close sweetheart.”

You couldn’t get turned around before Yami was kissing the back of your neck. His large hand keeping your hair out of the way of his affections.

“Yami,” you whimpered.

“Mmmm?”

“This is the women’s bath you perv.”

Yami only chuckled and you braved turning around. Relief flooded you at seeing he was a little decent with the loincloth still wrapped around him. Though it made you realize your situation as you were naked as the day you were born. While he was occupied you grabbed the towel you’d brought to dry off with and wrapped yourself in it, to save a little bit of your womanly modesty. Yami had rinsed himself off and didn’t take long on getting in himself. Like you he was tired and sore and the hot water was doing wonders for his body. While you were happy to see him you stayed on the far side of the bath giving him enough space. Yami didn’t like you so far away, so while you were occupied lathering a cloth with soap he made his move. You squeaked when you felt his large hands grasp your waist and unceremoniously plopped you into his lap with a splash. You fought causing water to go over the edge of the tub, but Yami held firm refusing to let you go.

“Do your thing I’m not even here,” he grinned before nibbling at your bare shoulder.

“It sure feels like you’re here,” you retorted. 

You couldn’t be mad at him though as you felt safe in his arms while the warmth of the water seeped into your bones. Yami continued to kiss you while watching you scrub at your arms and legs, getting yourself clean. You rinsed off, splashing Yami a little in the process. You were about to get up when he opened the back of your towel. Before you could protest he shushed you quickly, taking the cloth you had used and started to wash your back. You melted into his touch as he got where you couldn’t reach. His fingertips blazing a trail down your spine, you shivered despite the heat. When he was done, Yami spun you around so you could face him. Your towel barely holding up as you kept a hand pressed to your chest. His warm gaze lingered on your lips before he leaned in and took your mouth. You moaned loudly, clinging onto the giant of a man that you called yours. Your senses filled with Yami. His touch, his breath, his skin, everything. You begin to lose where you ended and he started as he starved for your taste. The water suddenly became too hot and you couldn’t take it much longer. Yami sensed your desperation and pulled away. He chuckled at your dazed look while helping lift you from the water. He got you a dry towel and turned away, leaving you to change into something decent. When you were done, Yami had changed into a fresh pair of sleep pants. He took your hand, leading you out of the room and towards your and his shared bedroom. Your aches had finally left your body and you were ready to go back to work. Though you were sure you were going to need another bath to ease yourself of the pains if Yami had his way tonight. There was a high chance he would get what he wanted, as you couldn’t say no to your beloved captain.

#Yami Sukehiro X Reader #Yami Sukehiro / Reader #Yami Sukehiro #Black Clover #Yami Sukehiro Imagine #Black Clover Imagine #Imagine #Not My Gif #My Writing

[jae-bummer]

For You, the World

Request: "You and your bias run into your ex." This with Bang Chan please? 🥺🥺

Prompts:

15) You and your bias run into your ex.

Pairing: Stray Kids Bang Chan x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

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"Baby," Chan hummed, resting his palm on your hip. "Quit fidgeting."

"I can't help it," you grumbled. "I don't want to be here."

"That's not what you said when you bought the tickets," he smiled, pressing his forehead lightly against your temple.

You took a deep breath and allowed his presence to calm you. "I know. When I got the tickets, my intent was to make my enemies rue the day they ever underestimated me."

Chan let out a full laugh as he pulled away from you again. "I thought you said that you wanted to look hot and successful in front of your high school bullies?"

You rolled your eyes. "Same difference."

He was right. You had been excited to buy the tickets to your high school's alumni event. The opportunity to flaunt how well your life was going was too tempting to pass up. Now that you were here though, you just felt queasy and defeated. What if the same people who had made you feel so small were in the position to do so again?

You wouldn't give them that power. You couldn't.

Making your way up toward the fold-out table where you would exchange your tickets for name tags, you shuddered. The previous class president and head cheerleader sat side by side.

Sensing your unease, Chan's hand immediately found yours and gave a tight squeeze.

"Name?"

"Y/N," you croaked, looking anywhere but at the two people sat in front of you.

"Y/N..." the cheerleader cooed, sliding her finger down the iPad in front of her. "Oh my gosh, Y/N!"

Looking down in surprise, you immediately clocked the malicious joy in her smile. "Yeah, hi."

"You look soooo different!" she purred, making a show of looking you up and down. "And look at that, you lost some of that baby fat! Well, I guess it wasn't really baby fat if you still had it at graduation..."

"You lost weight too," you muttered, lifting a brow. "About 160 lbs worth I believe?"

"What?" she gasped, her hand fanning across her collar bone.

"I believe his name was Steve," Chan piped in with a flawless smile.

You looked over with wide eyes.

"I have Instagram, I know things," Chan said so only you could hear.

"Stevie and I are still close," the cheerleader insisted. "We just couldn't make long distance work."

"It was probably hard to make your sidepiece work in the relationship too," you sighed. "Tough break."

She spluttered, looking from you to Chan. "I don't know what you mean."

"Sure, you don't," you nodded. "Can we get our name tags please?"

Glaring, your old classmate thrust a sticker in your direction. "One for you-"

Turning to Chan, she narrowed her eyes, giving her best attempt at being sultry. "And one for...Chris?"

"Thanks," Chan deadpanned, taking the sticker from her extended hand.

"I don't remember you in our class," she said breathily. You could only roll your eyes. She sounded ridiculous.

"I wasn't," Chan said simply, tugging you along.

You couldn't help the zap of victory as you began to walk away. Not only had you owned that entire exchange, but you had your amazing boyfriend by your side, assisting in the shutdown. That couldn't have turned out any better.

"Thank you for coming with me," you said quietly, allowing him to escort you to an open area where old classmates had begun mingling.

"You don't have to thank me," Chan said happily. "I've got you."

Smiling weakly, you prepared yourself for whatever else was to come. Logically, you knew the evening wouldn't be that bad. After all, you did actually have some friends when you were in school. Just because you imagined yourself to be a social pariah at the time didn't mean that was the actual truth.

Settling in at a table toward the back of the room, you were content with people watching for a while. You felt entirely in your element as you gave Chan the backstory of every person that came across your path. Chuckling and gasping at the appropriate times, you knew your gossipy partner was enjoying the evening as much as you were.

"Are you thirsty?" he finally asked after you had finished a particularly long story about the school mascot getting kidnapped by the Latin club.

"If I plan on talking more shit, I could probably use a beverage," you grinned. He smiled in response and nodded. Untwining his fingers from yours, he hopped up from the table and headed in the direction of the bar.

Humming along to the music pumping through the background of the room, you continued to casually watch the people around you. It was surprising to see just how far everyone had come in the few short years since you had all known each other. You had been such a tsunami of emotions as a teen, it was an odd feeling to see these people through a different lens.

While you had mentally prepared to face friends and foes alike, you had not factored in the continued existence of ex boyfriends. Sure, you had social media stalked plenty of people you had dated in the past but having them here in the flesh was another endeavor entirely. It didn't take long for an entire body shiver to overtake you as you locked eyes with someone you would prefer to have never thought about again.

Jun encompassed everything you wanted to forget about high school. If you toted around words like "high school sweethearts" that would have been the apt description for the two of you. While you spent quite a lot of time falling head over heels for him, he had been busy fostering relationships with at least a handful of other people. He made you into a joke and you would never forgive him for that.

But of course, he was making a bee-line in your direction.

"Why is he even here," you muttered. He had supposedly moved to a different country after graduation. With absolutely no social media footprint, you just assumed he wouldn't be easy to contact.

"Y/N," his familiar voice sighed, a few tones deeper than it once was.

"Jun," you acknowledged stiffly.

"Can't I get a hug?" he asked, his arms slightly extended.

For as good looking and smart as he was, he sure couldn't read the room.

"Depends, do you have any communicable diseases I should be made aware of?" you muttered, glaring up at him.

"Come on," he chuckled. "You don't still have hard feelings, do you?"

You blinked in shock. "Hard feelings?"

"We were kids!" he smiled. "Can't we leave the past behind us?"

You opened your mouth to respond, only to close it again.

"I couldn't have been that bad," he prodded, taking a step toward you. You sat in horror as he began to close the space and wrap his arms around your shoulders. Pulling you into a weird, seated hug, he spoke quietly. "I don't remember the specifics of why we broke up, but I do remember how much I cared about you."

Groaning, you pushed at his chest to untangle yourself. "We are not getting into this right now."

Setting a cup down a little too hard on the table, you watched what you assumed to be Coke Zero slosh onto the white tablecloth. "Is he bothering you, Y/N?"

You breathed a sigh of relief at Chan's appearance. He had crept up behind you. Assuming he had heard the bulk of the exchange, he had likely stepped in when he felt it to be the appropriate time.

"No," you ground out. "He was just leaving."

"Jun," your ex said, ignoring your comment and sticking his hand out toward Chan.

Chan grabbed it a little too tightly, causing Jun to wince. "Chris."

"Is this your new guy, Y/N?" June asked, tilting his head. "Thought it would be someone taller."

Chan let out a small scoff of a laugh. "You don't have to be jealous, mate."

"I've gotta have, what, at least 8 inches on you?" he continued, trying to goad Chan.

"I'll give you that. I'm short," Chan sighed, letting his palms rest on your shoulders. "But ugly is kind of a dead end. What do you plan on doing about it?"

"Enough," you groaned, surging to your feet. "Jun, please crawl back into whatever dark hole you have emerged from."

"Aw baby," he grinned. "Don't be like that."

By his simple statement, you were transported back to being a teen, getting gaslit when the word hadn't even been popularized yet.

"I'm not your "baby,"" you choked, frustration dangling you close to tears.

"You didn't say that when we were in the backseat of my Mazda," he continued. "Or did you forget about that? We made so many good memories together, Y/N."

It felt like something foreign had taken over your body as white, hot rage filled your senses. He was not only trying to embarrass you, but make Chan feel uncomfortable as well. How fucking dare he.

Swinging your arm back, you landed a harsh smack across his face.

Turning on your heel, you stomped off in the direction of the exit. At the edge of your hearing, Chan spoke sternly. "Don't you dare even breath in Y/N's direction again. Understood? You'll wish a smack was the least of your worries."

The feeling in your chest didn't let up until you had pushed your way through the door and felt the cold night air hit your burning skin. You didn't realize at what point you had actually began crying, but your cheeks were wet.

"If you want me to go back in there and make him regret ever attending high school with you, tell me now," Chan said, not far behind you.

"Chriiiis," you moaned, turning to face him. "That won't help anything."

"Who says?" he chimed. "You'll feel better, I'll feel better, and he'll feel worse. It's a win-win-win."

You chuckled, wiping at your eyes. "I appreciate the offer, but no."

"Well, just know, it still stands," he sighed. "I wouldn't hesitate to burn down the world if it meant you felt better when I was done."

"Noted and appreciated," you sighed, collapsing into him. "But I think we can keep the matches tucked away for now."

Wrapping his arms around you, Chan rocked you slowly from side to side. "I am so proud of you," he whispered into your hair, tightening his grip around your waist.

"For what?" you sniffed. "I lost my shit."

"There was nothing wrong with your behavior, love," he cooed. "I'm proud of you for being brave in the face of adversity."

"I'd hardly call running into old schoolmates "adversity," Chris," you groaned, tucking your face even further into his chest.

"I would," he said definitively. "And I won't hear any arguments about it."

"Fine," you swallowed, leaning back to look at his face. His eyes were warm as he assessed you. Reaching up, he wiped a wayward tear cascading down your cheek. "Why do all of my emotions have to be directly attached to my tear ducts?"

"Just lucky like that, I guess," he smiled. "How are you feeling?"

"Tired," you croaked. "My social battery is reaching critically low percentages."

"Let's get you a reset then," he nodded. "Couch nest and take out?"

"You know my love language so well," you hummed. "Thanks again for being here tonight."

"For you, the world, Y/N."

#bang chan #stray kids #skz #chan #skz chan #skz bang chan #bahng chahn #christopher bang #bahng christopher chahn #stray kids chan #stray kids bang chan #bang chan fanfic #bang chan au #bang chan x reader #skz x reader #bang chan x you #stray kids x reader #stray kids x you #bang chan imagines #skz fanfic #stray kids fanfic #bang chan fluff #bang chan angst #skz fluff #skz angst #stray kids fluff #stray kids angst #skz imagines

[cranberrv]

Hey boo, I was wondering if u could do hcs or a short story of Darry dating a girl that sings at a bar/diner and going there with the gang, and she sings and maybe works the counter? Or just Darry hcs or a story in general.

be my baby

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ in which darry watches you sing (not proofread)

- the dingo was getting boring, so the gang decided to try out a local diner on the west-side

- darry was against it, there was a huge chance someone could get jumped and he didn’twant to deal with that

- but all that worry went away when he saw you

- you were on a small stage in the diner, singing “be my baby” by the ronnettes. the gang had conveniently come during a live music show

- the entire lunch, they all got weird looks, being greasers in a soc diner, but darry didn’t even care

- he never took himself as a “love at first sight” kind of guy, but there was just something about you..

- caring eyes and a calm aura was all he needed, and you had it

- maybe you recognized him from when he was friends with socs, because you gave him a small wave as you sung

- or maybe you were flirting.

- either way, he found himself unable to look away, like there was an invisible string connecting you two

- “ooohh, darry is down bad!” the gang teased when they noticed him

- “oh shut it, boys” he responded, adjusting himself to finally look away from you

- after you finished singing, you went back to your regular job working at the counter as another person began in the background

- they all finished eating and went to pay at the counter, where you were

- the boys shoved darry to the front to pay, and he glared, but did so

- “cash our credit?” you ask him

- “credit is fine,” he answers, scrambling for his wallet before tapping on the machine “um, you were really good, by the way” he adds

- you thank him and smile “do you like the ronnettes?” you ask him

- “they’re not bad.” he answers

- “i’ll tell you what,” you start. “i’ve got two tickets to the ronnettes for next month, and i’ve been looking for someone to go with. and i know who you are, you used to be friends with paul. you’re sweet. so do you want to come with me?”

- he’s not shocked you know him, a lot of people do. “i mean, i’ve got two kid-brothers i gotta look after…” he hesitates.

- sodapop groans. ”just go for it, darry!” he pats his back and turns to you. “he wants you bad, man, don’t start pitying him.”

- you smile at sodapop a bit then turn to darry. “it’s really fine if not, you’ve gotta take care of your family, i get it”

- oh my god, you’re patient too????? you’re perfect

- he’s silent, and ponyboy and sodapop are still insisting to darry that they’ll be fine without him for a night

- you speak again, “how about this: we don’t go to the concert, i’ll take a friend or somethin’, and we can hang out some other time. i think you’re cute, i don’t care what we do as long as we do something”

- gosh, you were confident. “yeah, alright, that sounds good.”

- he was tough to crack, a constant barrier is around him so he can protect himself in order to protect his brothers, and it may take a while to break

- but my god he is exciting to hang out with you!

- sodapop spends the next few days telling him how to treat a girl, and darry has just learned to tune him out

- long story short, you two spend some time at the park, just talking and bonding

- …and then you go out again

- and again

- and again

- and then he starts visiting you at the diner, especially on tuesdays, when it’s open-mic night

- he loves how you treat his brothers. you and sodapop bond over the fact that the ronnettes is both of your favourite band, and you’re so patient and kind and help him out with taking care of them

- darry loves his cute diner girlfriend!

#the outsiders #darry curtis #darrel curtis #darry curtis fluff #darry curtis headcanons #darrel curtis fluff #patrick swayze #the outsiders headcanons #the outsiders x reader #the outsiders darry

[ilikereadings]

A day on the water

Summary: Penny and Maverick invite you and Bradley for a day out on their boat

Warnings: just pure sweetness and fluff, nothing dirty, water/big bodies of water, use of Y/N

Words: 1.3k

Note: this is my first time writing anything, if there is anything I can improve please let me know! Hope you enjoy :)

❗️I wrote this all myself please don’t repost❗️

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Work for Bradley had been more on the heavy side this week, so when Penny and Maverick had invited you and Rooster on a day out on the water on Penny’s sail boat, he was quick to accept the invitation. When Bradley had told you about your plans for Sunday with Penny and Mav, you were more than thrilled.

Saturday night you and Bradley had a night in, watching your favourite movies and just embracing each other to decompress after a long week of work. Then Sunday rolled around and you were so excited to get to spend a day on the water with Maverick, Penny, and especially, Bradley. Although you and Bradley were in no rush, you packed everything up for the day an hour and a half before you left.

Around 12:30 you and Bradley got to the dock where Penny and Mav were. You were wearing your bathing suit and one of Bradley’s shirts, which was so big on you it went down half your thighs. Rooster was wearing his swim trunks which were pineapple print, and one of his dads old Hawaiian button up shirts. When you got on the boat, Penny greeted you with a hug while Maverick gave you a warm hearted smile.

You talk to Penny as Bradley heads over to Mav to talk to him. “Oh my gosh Penny, you look great! Thank you for inviting us!” You start the conversation. “It’s no problem really, Pete was telling me that Bradley was having a tough week at work and we haven’t seen you in a while, so I thought we should make it a double date!”

After a little chit chat, the boys untie the boat from the dock, and you all take off. Penny had put on a mixed playlist and ‘Dreams’ by Fleetwood Mac started playing. You smiled contently as you made your way to sit down on one of the benches. When you were seated, you took your shirt off and grabbed the sunscreen from your bag. As you started to apply the sunscreen Bradley had started making his was to you. You had decided to wear a simple but cute blue bathing suit, showing a little cleavage, but not too much because you wanted to be more modest than some of the other bathing suits only Bradley gets to see. You look up at him with a sweet smile and he leans down to you to whisper “You look good y’know?” His face changing to a more lustful look. You smile even bigger and hit him playfully on the arm and quietly scold him. “Bradley Bradshaw! We are here to spend time with our friends, get your mind out of the gutter!” Bradley starts laughing which makes you start laughing as well. Both of you calm down, and Bradley offers to put sunscreen on your back.

The four of you collectively agree to stop for a bit in the middle of the water to relax for a while. “Y/N, wanna come help me get lunch ready?” Penny asks, once the boat is anchored down. “Of course! Be right there!” You reply. Turning and kissing Bradley on the cheek before getting up to help. You only take a few steps away before Bradley shouts out “Lookin’ good honey!” You turned and gawked at him, your face flushed, Bradley and Maverick trying to hold in their laughs at your expression. You continue on to help Penny get the food out of the containers and onto some paper plates to eat.

After you all had ate, everyone was just relaxing, listening to music, watching the ocean, and talking a bit more. That’s when ‘Great Balls of Fire’ by Jerry Lee Lewis came on and you just had to get up and dance with Bradley. So, you stood up and grabbed him by the hands pulling him off the bench and into an open space of the boat. You of course knew the meaning of this song to him and Mav, but you also loved this song and wanted to dance. As you and Bradley danced to the song, the four of you sang along and laughed throughout. During the verse,

“Kiss me baby.. Mmmm feels good”

Both Pete and Bradley kissed their girls tenderly on the cheek. As the song ended, Bradley wrapped you up in his arms and spun you around with a smile big enough it was making the corners of his eyes crinkle. When he set you down, you wrapped you hand around his waist, lean up on your tip toes and connect your lips to Bradley with pure love. You took it all in as he sweetly kissed you back, but then you feels his hands creep up you sides.. and he starts tickling you. You burst out laughing and pull away from him, trying to pry his hands off of you. While Bradley continues to tickle you, he lifts you up and walks to the edge of the boat. You quickly catch on to what he’s doing and start playfully hitting him saying things such as “Don’t you dare Bradshaw!” And “I’ll get you back you Rooster!” And finally.. Bradley drops you off the side of the boat, but before you fell too far you grabbed him and pulled him in with you. You both fell into the water giggling and soaked. While Bradley swam over to you, Penney and Mav came to the edge of the boat to make sure you were okay. The only confirmation they needed was hearing your love filled laughs. When Bradley swam over to you he pulled you in, kissing the top of your head and giving Mav a thumbs up. You turned to Rooster and tried to look mad at him, but the more you looked into those brown puppy dog like eyes, your face lightened and you pulled him in for another sweet kiss on the lips. Tasting the salt water on his lips, you moved yours hands to the bottom of his hair on his neck. Then you heard someone say from the boat “Get a room will y’a?!”, you and Bradley separate and looks up to see Penny hitting Pete on the arm while Maverick was chuckling to himself. Just to show Mav, you quickly threw yourself onto Bradley, jokingly sloppily kissing his face and shoving the both of you underwater. When you came back up you swam to the ladder and got back on the boat while teasing Maverick by saying “That good enough for you?” Maverick just shakes his head and laughs at the two of you looking like wet dogs. Bradley notices how you start to shiver a little, he slowly slides his arm around your shoulders and guides you to the bench you were on before and sits you there. He goes into the bag you had packed nice and early this morning and got the towels out. He wrapped your towel around your shoulders and his around his hips. Bradley sits down next to you and once again puts his arm around you and starts rubbing your arm and bringing you in closer to him to try and warm you up. A little smile creeps up onto your face as you snuggle into his side and rest your head on his shoulder. You look over to Maverick who also has his arm draped over Penny’s shoulder, he smiles widely at you. “You don’t know how happy it makes me seeing you two together. You remind me so much of Carole and Goose. The way Rooster cares for you, Y/N and how you guys goof around together. It makes me miss your parents Rooster, but it makes me feel like they’re still here, their spirits in you two.” Maverick admits. You couldn’t help the happy tear that fell down your cheek onto Bradley’s shoulder. Bradley looked at you, then kissed your forehead. “I love you so much Y/N/N” Bradley says to you. “I love you too Bradley” you say back with the sweetest smile and a peaceful look in your eyes.

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Thank you for reading!! If you have any suggestions for change or improvements let me know! I hope you enjoyed!

#bradley bradshaw imagine #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw x female reader #bradley bradshaw fanfiction #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw #miles teller #tom cruise #top gun fanfiction #top gun #top gun maverick #pete mitchell #pete maverick mitchell #rooster imagine #rooster x you #rooster x y/n #rooster x reader #rooster top gun #fluff

[flymetosnarryland]

A little progress.

I'm working on "Infraction." My precious baby, uh. This art is part of it in a way. Eileen Prince and Tobias Snape. When people are falling in love everything seems easy, but then life happen.

(I'd like to talk about how things are going with Infraction.)

I'm back on it since couple of weeks and working on it is intense (my brain is literally boiling). I don't think I ever planned a story for that long. The first idea has born 6th January this year. I was writing down (like crazy) everything I wanted to be in this fic. During first months it was chaotic and messy, but brought me so much joy. When I've had everything that (I thought) I needed, I wrote first chapters, yeah. And then shared them, because was so excited about all of it and just couldn't wait. Gosh.

Now I... hm... well, maybe not "regret" it, but I think, I totally should have wait. Why is that? First thing first, this story is not ready yet for being written in, you know, final version. It's too fat, lol.

I may want too much from it. There is a lot, like, seriously, A LOT of things to cover. First notes took me around 80 pages and it had many gaps in it (too much if you ask me). Things I needed to figure out and fill in, in the same time making everything work together. Because this Snarry is not sprinkled with crime. It's filled with murder, political shenanigans, family shiteshow and tough, not always appropriate, love. There are secrets and lies, blackmails and history that matter. Backstory of many people, whose actions over the years supposed to bring us to the point where we are now. And, you know, all of it gives me the thrill. First time in my life I feel like a true Puppet Master.

So, couple weeks ago I started to write a proper outline, if I can call it like that. To put everything in order and, going from the very beginning, to fill all the gaps. To answer all the questions I was asking myself in notes. To figure out the missing clues, some details without I couldn't go further and with that - to find out how characters will change facing new situations. How they will grow (I really love this part). Sometimes I think, "why am I even doing it?" I could just write some cosy, little fic where Harry and Severus' silly problems would be the main goal of the story. Like, focusing on them should be enough, right? Why am I going for all the other things, if I just want them to shag and have their happy end after all? 😂

Well, if it's not for fun, I don't know the other reason. The level of excitement is just incredible. I don't know, if what I'm writing is good or bad. If it really has sense, because I've always seen myself rather as a potato, not as a great mastermind who can plot some good shite, you know. That said, "Infraction" feels even more challenging that I ever thought it will be. But I feel deep inside that I can do it. Going step by step where the main plan leads and... it just feels good.

I've started in October 1989. Now I'm in January 2011. It means that I managed to finish everything that happen before the fic starts, lol. And, actually, I almost covered the first part of the book. So, two more to go? Hehe. It'll take time, yes. It's crazy how much I want to continue writing the main chapters, not only swim in the plan-phase. Drawing the series of "Muggle London" art helped me a lot with easing this itch. However, it's still there. I know, though, that I have to finish it. The whole outline, I mean. Without it, things can go south.

That said, I can't tell how long it will take. Couple weeks? Maybe months. This is really... a lot of work and I want to be proud of it. Even more so, because this fic means a lot to me. I know it may not be, you know, mind blowing or something. But I hope that giving it all my love, it could be, you know, not that bad for reading, hehe.

#Infraction #Muggle London #Eileen Prince #Tobias Snape #personal #talking about writing

[nottsangel]

guess who — poly!dragonott

pairing: Draco Malfoy x fem!reader x Theodore Nott

warning(s): smut, vaginal sex, anal, double penetration, cursing, unprotected sex, creampie, oral sex (f. receiving), masturbation, polyamorous relationship, fingering, dirty talk, overstimulation

summary: your boyfriends are too excited to play a little game with you. are you able to earn your orgasms?

word count: 1.3k

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Finally, after a tough week of exams, some time for yourself. You were sitting on your bed, reading a book you had been dying to read all week, when both of your boyfriends unexpectedly burst into your room, surprising you.

“Fucking hell, don’t scare me like that!” you snarled at them. Theo and Draco both looked at each other with a smirk on their face, making you raise your eyebrow at them in confusion.

“We got a surprise for you, darling” Theo began as they both moved to your bed and sat next to you. Draco then took a blindfold out of his pocket and flung it in front of your face.

“We will try something… different tonight” Draco elaborated as he gave you a kiss.

“What? We’ve used a blindfold plenty of times before” you remarked, unsure of how this was anything new. Theo took the book out of your hands and placed it on your nightstand before kissing you passionately. Draco helped you in lying comfortably on your back while slowly wrapping the blindfold around your head.

“Hmm, yes. But tonight we will play a little game. We will only let you cum if you can guess who is pleasing you” Theo whispered into your ear as you licked your lips in anticipation. Gosh, you were completely intrigued by the idea. Your boyfriends were great at coming up with new ideas for in the bedroom. It wouldn’t be that hard to tell them apart, right?

“From now on, we won’t talk anymore” Draco stated as they both started undressing you. It was such a different experience to feel both of their hands up and down your body without your sight. It gave you goosebumps all over your body as your cunt grew wetter and wetter.

You heard one of them sitting next to you, his hands slowly moving from your breasts to your throbbing core. He skillfully rubbed circles on your clit before pushing two of his fingers into you at the same time, causing you to arch your back and moan, loudly. He started to move faster, nearly making you forget what you were supposed to be doing. You were thinking hard but remained clueless about who it might be until you felt the cold touch of Draco’s rings. Aha, got ’em .

“Draco! It’s… it’s Draco!” You proudly exclaimed, although with great difficulty, given how near you were to your release.

“Wrong” Theo said as you felt the fingers leaving you, making you feel empty. No, it couldn’t be. Draco was the only one who wore rings. You were ready to say something before you released that Theo must’ve taken Draco’s rings just to trick you.

“Oh, you dickhead!” you fumed as you heard both of them snicker, just now realizing how they’re playing this game.

Right after that, you felt one of them get in between your legs, hands on your thighs. You gasped when you felt a tongue touching your swollen clit. God, it felt so good. But, right. The game. You had to focus. It must’ve been Draco, considering that Theo had already fingered you. You knew Draco would be too impatient to let him go two times in a row.

“It’s… Draco!” you stammered, a bit uncertain this time.

“Hmm.. good girl” Draco praised from between your legs. You felt proud of yourself this time, especially since you felt so close to your release. Draco’s tongue moved at a short and quick pace over your clit, you could practically feel his cocky smirk. Your hand grabbed his hair as your climax hit you, causing you to let out shaky breaths. It felt incredible, as usual. Draco was amazing at giving oral. But… Draco didn’t stop. It was becoming too much now, your sensitive clit being assaulted by his tongue.

“Draco…I- I already came” you whimpered, the overstimulation almost forcing you to push him away as you felt another orgasm approaching.

“Well, we didn’t say how many orgasms if you got it right, now did we?” Theo whispered into your ear, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine. Draco’s tongue moved rapidly as another orgasm hit you, even more intense this time, causing you to moan his name a little too loudly.

“Such a slut, isn’t she, Theo?” Draco moved away from your legs before you heard a belt unbuckle. You were trying your hardest to figure out where the sound was coming from but you couldn’t focus as you were still coming down from your high.

“It’s like you want everyone to hear you, love” Theo groaned before kissing you. You then heard another belt as well, making you even more confused. Before you could think about it any further, you felt either Theo’s or Draco’s cock teasing your folds. He didn’t waste any time as he slid right in, with ease as well given how wet you already were. So big. Whoever was inside you moved at a steady pace while you tried your utmost to figure out who it was, with much difficulty as the pleasure was too overbearing. You figured they wouldn’t let Theo fuck you now because that would be too obvious, so you went with Draco once again.

“I- I think it’s Draco!” you said hesitantly, hoping he would let you at least finish once more.

“Aww, too bad, baby. I’m right here” Draco teased from right beside you, gently stroking your face while Theo was still fucking you. You felt disappointed and they picked up on it right away.

“Don’t worry, darling. We will let you cum” Theo assured, not slowing down whatsoever. You felt a glimmer of optimism yet again.

“Only if you take the both of us” he added shortly after, surprising you as your eyes widened underneath the blindfold. You were just a little apprehensive about the idea, but more than willing to try it. Anal wasn’t something new to you, so it would be fine you figured. Besides, having them fucking you at the same time? It sounded like heaven to you.

“Okay! I want to do it” you desperately said, feeling the anticipation raging through your body. Theo quickly flipped you around as Draco got underneath you, placing you on top of him. Draco guided your hips as you sunk down on him while Theo positioned himself behind you. You heard Theo grab the lube as he rubbed himself with it before entering you as well. Oh my fucking god. The feeling of being stretched out by both of your boyfriend’s cocks at the same time. It was unlike anything you'd ever experienced before. It was indescribable how good it felt.

Your mouth fell wide open as both of your boyfriends began to move at a slow pace, making sure not to hurt you in any way. Your head felt like it was spinning at this new sensation. They both began to increase their pace, causing you to see stars.

From behind you, Theo's fingers reached your core, massaging 8-figures on your sensitive clit. It was becoming too much when both of them hit that one spot inside of you, sending you over the edge. You moaned loudly while your nails dug into Draco’s shoulders before you collapsed on top of him. Not much later, they both came as well, emptying themselves deep within your holes, causing you to whimper in overstimulation.

After all three of you came down from your highs, Theo quickly grabbed a towel to clean you before lying down next to you and Draco.

“That was… so good. Are you guys okay?” you questioned, trying to catch your breath.

“Are you really asking us if we’re okay?” Theo said, laughing a bit as Draco added, “Darling, that was fucking amazing”

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you ain't woman enough

☆ EDDIE MUNSON'S MASTERLIST ☆

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Summary : some crazy diehard fan claims to steal your man, of course- you won't let that happen

Word Count : not too long, I hope

Warnings : 18+ Rockstar!Eddie Munson x FEM!reader, language, reader and Eddie are both (25) also they're MARRIED to each other, no use of y/n, Gareth is (18), Jeff is (20) mentions of a fan having self-harm history, the lunatic fan (I named her Delancy, she's 18) can be very invasive, disrespectful, delusional and too obsessed with Eddie, alcohol consumption, mentions of pregnancy at the end, I think that's just it tho

What to Expect : angst and fluff teehee

Note To Reader : guys, you're not going to believe this because my fever just bounced back again making me suffer once more 💀 (but I'm good right now don't worry)

Author Note : LOVE LOVE THIS SONG SO MUCH- OF COURSE YOU KNOW I'VE HAD TO MAKE A FIC WITH IT ;)) (idk if I feel satisfied about this fic but here it goes)

You and Eddie have been together for ages

A bit dramatic, isn't it?

But no, seriously, it's like you spend a lifetime every minute, hour and seconds being with him

Since high school, Eddie thought it's cruel joke when you talked to him for the first time

He had a bit of time to grow on you back then, but when you finally get to know him when he unsheds his layers of showing the tough act to people at school

He is actually very sweet

That's where it all took off

You're always been there

The Hellfire Club campaigns, The Hideout sessions, the best part is that you we're also there when he got his long-awaited diploma

Wayne loves you, gosh, Eddie can still vividly remember the teasing moments that make him so freaking embarrassed when it revealed that Eddie has a crush on you

It's the most silliest confession that you both shared to each other, giggling at the same time

It's also wholesome in a way that you feel like yourself when you're with him than you're own

That's says something

You watch him grew to become one of the highest paid rock bands all of time, Corroded Coffin

Back in graduation in college, he said that he'll marry you and you'll be on his side while he's touring around the world

The words you told him never left his mind

"Always keep your dreams alive, Ed's"

You both love metal music, films, obviously certified nerds, always excited when you're both talking about your favorites

I mean- what's not to love?

"You're ready? sweetheart?"

"Yeah"

You gave him 360° turn to your full ensemble for the tonight's show

Oh, he was stunned at it, he takes a minute to process

"Well?"

"You look fantastic- I mean- hot, super super hot"

You snort "Okay, let's go rockstar"

You've prepared yourself for this since the beginning, the moment that Eddie got himself big time at a record label

You know what you're in for

You're ready to face it all, the tabloids, loads of paparazzi everywhere, awestruck fans that recognize the both of you walking in the streets of L.A

You also know once you entered this business, there's no longer privacy that you knew before

The fandom that Eddie has is like a freaking movement almost like an activist, every false lies, rumors, gossips, they defend him with his bandmates

You adore them, really, grateful for it

The head of the official fanbase of Corroded Coffin is really nice and respects everyone of you, even treat you like normal human beings

They organized parties when it's time for an occasion like Corroded Coffin won a Grammy, New Year's, when someone in the band has a birthday, it's really great

Sometimes, you wish every fan is just like that, or sometimes even not a fan, you wished they'll treat you kindly

While eating lunch with Eddie at a local diner downtown

"You know, there's a young girl keeps looking at our spot for like 30 mins now" Eddie is wearing Ray-Ban black sunglasses as he quietly speaks as he takes a sip of his coffee

You had a mouth full of philly cheesesteak as you turned around to find what your husband is referring to

There, you spot her, when you catch her eyes, she simply look away shyly

You hum as you shrug "It looks like she wants to say something"

"Oh, boy, here she comes"

Before you can react to what he just said, she's now standing to where you both seated but she gave a distance for personal space that leaves an impression to the both of you

Eddie caught a glimpse of the young girl's wrist with marks of healed pocks, you saw it too, he watches her intently but when he saw how genuine her eyes are, he knows this isn't some weird fanatic

You cleared your throat as you smile at the young girl

"Uh- hi, I'm so very sorry, if I made you both uncomfortable but I- I just want to express my gratitude, your songs really helped me a lot and ever since I stopped doing it for 5 years already and I feel a whole lot better and uh- your love story has always been my favorite- it's very inspiring and I've always been looking up to the both of you and uh- yeah thanks for everything" she leaves at that

the young girl went on and on with her slightly ducked down too shy to even look at the both of your eyes

"That's really sweet" you say with twinkling eyes as you kept your eyes on the young girl

"Wow, see- this is why I'm doing this! I will keep on making music when something like that happens! I can help people!" He beams exhilaratingly with a smile

"Eddie, haven't you realized you've been doing this since highschool?" You hold his hand across the table

"Yes, I know and I will do what I do best" he winks and you by that look

You know he's gonna make this interaction memorable

"Hey, kid"

The young girl almost can't believe the Eddie Munson called her out

"We appreciate you so much" he says as he picked the whole new latest album from his bag

Young girl is appalled, felt weak on the knees almost, you giggled at her reaction

To make everything go insane, he even signed the album cover

You hand it out to her "We're so proud of you"

She takes it with shaky hands as she laughs "I-I'm sorry, I'm freaking out inside, thank you so very much"

"You'll be the first person to hear it"

"I'll listen to it once I get home, I will never forget this day in my life!"

You and Eddie both chuckled "Treasure it, sweetie! You deserve it!"

"I love you both so much, you have absolutely no idea! um- I'll be attending your show this coming Saturday" you shyly added with a grin

You squealed as you look at Eddie with excitement, he took his glasses off

"That's very metal, dear" he makes a rock n roll sign as the kid does the same time, both shared laughs

You watched the kid happily as she runs over to her parents with the album in hand as they become starstrucked when they saw both of you, waving at their daughter

You sigh in content "Isn't that just awesome?!?" You slam your hands on the table feeling giddy

Eddie throws his head back in laughter as his mind replays the endearing interaction earlier

"My manager is going to kill me after this"

"Oh, yeah right- you weren't supposed to reveal your latest album yet"

"I doubt it she'll not spread it to everyone"

"I'll drink to that"

Turns out, both of your guts we're right, the young girl didn't leaked the whole ass album for the whole world to hear

The tour was going fantastic, the crowd roars, screams, cheers everyone is going nuts once the band came out the stage

The after-party is your favorite part when the set is done, it's just you, Eddie, Jeff and Gareth hanging out

It's like old times, the difference is that all of you are a part of public figures now

But, no, never once or anyone of you let that get into your head, you don't want to believe or let yourself be aware of that "I'm a celebrity and you're nothing" type of shit, all of you remained humble since day one

No wonder why people adored you so much

Jeff finished his degree last year, now he's got himself a babe beside him, Gareth only have 2 years left at his college

He is so sick of it already, but he won't stop until he finally graduated

"Now, I get it why- Eddie feels so fucking drained after college" Gareth groans as he sats down next to you

"But my tutoring while on the tour bus helped, right?" You gave him an sympathetic smile

He smiles tiredly "Yeah, I'm just so exhausted but I'm almost there"

"That's the spirit!"

"Man, I don't know how you do it, are you getting enough sleep?" Jeff chimes in as he drinks his beer as he awaits for his friend to answer

"I don't even remember when's the last time I got a good night's sleep"

"Your time has run out" a voice rudely interrupted your conversation

You, Jeff, Gareth turn around at the girl who is standing closer to you

Jeff and Gareth shared confusion looks to each other

"Excuse me?" You say as look at her directly

"I said he's done with you"

"Who?"

"Eddie"

Jeff makes a face and Gareth is unamused, offended by it

You tried your best to be polite as you wave your hand in front of her dismissively, maybe it's just some girl who mistakenly thought you're someone that she knew

"He doesn't love you anymore"

Who is this person? You think to yourself

You laugh incredulously as you lean forward, Jeff and Gareth looked at you and thinks why you're aren't doing anything to be mean just for once

They're watching the nicest argument ever

"You have to let him go" she says as she crossed both of her arms

"Why would I do that?"

"So, I can take him"

You, Jeff and Gareth looked at each other with knowing looks as you tried to keep your composure stable

The bartender is clearly knows what the fuck is going on and couldn't help but to bite back a laughter as well

"Ooh- okay, hot shot- gimme a sec" you say with a mockery on your voice as you bit your lip to stop bursting to any second

You kick Jeff and elbowed Gareth to stop them from snickering

"Hey, Francis" you paid for the tabs, you treat the guys for the drink tonight

"You didn't have to-"

"I insist, you always gave me fine drinks and you never let me pay? Come on- take it"

The older man smiles and sighs and muttered a small thank you

All of you go down to your rotating circle chairs, but before you left her, you twirl around with a teasing smile

She became annoyed at you, you didn't even know what the hell she's annoyed at you for

"Sorry to burst your bubble, you can't do that"

"What makes you think that I can't?" She snaps and it makes you amused

Jeff and Gareth make a teasing "Oooh's" as you flipped the guys off behind your back

"Because-" you looked at her from top to bottom

She really wasted her beauty for pulling a stunt like this?

"You aren't there yet"

You know, she ain't gonna understand that phrase because she's young, you didn't even bother to explain what it means so you turn heel and left her at it

You wiggle your fingers at her as you wave goodbye and she watches the three you finally booming the streets with the loud cackles

At the backstage, 10 mins left before the show starts

"Eddie! Stand still!" You say as you fix his outfit

"I've been performing for years and I still get nervous" he says with a unsure smile

"That's totally normal, Eddie, once you get out of there and feel all of the people energy and literally once you start singing? You'd be great like you always do" you say as you finish doing touch ups to his look

He didn't replied, he instead hugged you

"Oh" you got startled at his sudden action but you melt with it

"Thank you, sweetheart"

"Anytime, Ed's"

A frequent knock is going on the door, almost breaking it, he swung it open- he got cutt off by someone

"Alright, alright! I'll be there-"

"Where have you been?!? I've looked for you everywhere!"

"What-"

"Didn't you missed me?!?"

You lean onto your side of the doorframe with arms crossed as Eddie looked at you for help almost like he's saying "Do you have any idea who is this person?!?"

The young lady who you encountered last night meet your eyes, you swore you saw the fire ignited once you came into the frame

"What is she doing here?!?"

Eddie is so perplexed as he continues to look at the random girl and you just smirk to yourself

She reached for Eddie's hand as he became so stunned at her action and you raised both of your eyebrows at her boldness

The audacity of this person is wild

"Honey? Care to explain, please?" Eddie is obviously trying to let go of the grip that she's holding onto him

"Oh, I just met her last night and how rude of me not knowing your name- if you even had one" you sarcastically speak up, it's very comedic to watch her face crumpled up to your smugness

"It's Delancy"

"Yeah, right- Delancy!" You act like it was the most interesting information ever

Eddie is watching you with a wolfish grin, he finally understood it

"I'm here to support my boyfriend" she lOviNgLy looks up at Eddie, the situation doesn't even get worse from there as he looks at you through his bangs as he purses his lips together

"Sweetie, before you can get to him, I'll have to move over and I'm gonna stand right here"

"You can't!"

"It will be over my dead body"

Eddie finally got away from the hold as he looks at her with fake sympathetic smile with a pout as he throws both of his hands in defense

You glanced at the corner and saw the security guards probably looking for her

You lean closer as you say "So, get out while you can" you nudge your chin towards the guards and she panic as she runs away

"Oh my fucking god" Jeff jogs as he tries to catch up his breath

"Give me a minute" Gareth holds up a finger as he pants

"So, she's the girl that you little shitheads talking about, huh?"

Both of the young men nod as they chuckled slightly

"Can't believe she got herself inside" you scoff as you shake your head

"Hmm, maybe there's a way to end this ridiculousness" Eddie smirks as all of you looked at him in confusion

The show is exhilaratingly amazing, Eddie called out for you, is this his plan?

You shyly get up on the stage as the crowd cheers for your name

Once you walked closer to Eddie he pulled you in for a kiss

You're surprised but managed to recover as you wrap your arms around him as you kiss him back

Jeff whistles as Gareth clapped aggressively

The whole crowd screamed harder as Eddie pulled you closer more to him as if that were possible, you became flustered as you break the kiss from running out of breath but Eddie?!? Kept stealing kisses as you giggled

"My beautiful wife everybody!" Eddie announces in the microphone not caring if your lipstick is all over his face

"Thank you guys for the insane night! We love you! We appreciate all of your support! Take care and we'll see you soon! Keep on rockin'!" Eddie left with that as Jeff and Gareth came onto your side as they join you for a bow before all of you waved goodbye and exit the stage

The interview is happening in the morning after the last night's show

"Have you heard about the rumor? There's basically a young girl claiming your husband, Eddie, to be as her boyfriend? What is your comment about this?"

Gareth chimes in with a smirk on his face as he leans over to steal a moment in the camera "No comment" he says as Eddie, Jeff snickered as you chuckled as well

"Yeah, I did, I even interacted with her- she seems....interesting"

"Interesting for a therapy" Jeff adds as the three man crack up to his joke

"She even said that Eddie looked at her at the concert last evening" the interviewer spoke up as you can watch Eddie genuinely reacted to this

"Oh my god" Eddie rubs his face as he hides his face buried on his palms as he tries not to laugh

"Well, a man looks at things sometimes that he doesn't need, I think she's referring to what happened at the backstage-"

"I took a second look-" Eddie narrows his eyes at you

"But he's in love with me" you point to yourself ignoring your cheeks blush

"Exactly" Eddie grins as you held his hand

"She even said that the kiss that happened was a fake"

"I don't know where that leaves her" you shrug at the interviewer

"You know where you stand"

You chortled at the interviewer's remark, knowing that this will even more pissed her off

"Precisely, I know where I stand" you agree as you nod

"And there you have it, folks, The Corroded Coffin, it's such a delight to finally to get to talk to you all and the man of the hour, Eddie Munson with his wife, Jeff and Gareth the icons behind the band, Thank you for tuning in!" The interviewer wraps it all up

"Please, do invite your fans to come on over to your tours"

"it's our pleasure, to share our music around the world and all we wanna do is just inspire people" Eddie smiles at the camera while he always pulled you into his side, you love that he never fails to show you off

As the airing ends, Eddie whispers to your ear

"Let's make her even more furious" Eddie bites his lips as he could think for a conniving idea

You snorted at him with a playful smile

"Telling to everyone that you're having a baby" he winks

"Eddie!" You push him playfully on the chest but he laughs as he carries you and spins around at the studio

But he ain't wrong with that, you'll even consider it later ;))

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[lixiepixiedust]

College Dirtbags

pairing — collegeau!jeongin x f!reader

word count — 1.3k

warnings — she/her reader, friends 2 lovers, suggestive themes, FLUFFFF, mentions of alcohol, mentions of vomit, lemme know if I missed anything

summary — Y/n and Jeongin have always liked each other since their first year at uni. It's so obvious it hurts to watch. After a crazy party together, embarrassing videos get revealed the next morning that finally breaks that barrier of friends.

11:30 pm

"Stop, what the fuck is that?" Your mouth hung open. "This has gotta be fake."

"It's very real to me," your friend blurted out, laughing. "You were crazy last night."

You grabbed her phone and replayed the video. The party lights were all over the place, making it tough to see, but there you were—Jeongin and you, eating each other's face. You vaguely remembered some flirty moments with him, but seeing it on video was a whole different story.

Since your freshman year at university, Jeongin had been your crush. You ended up in the same friend group and got pretty tight over the years. You wouldn't call it tension between you, but your connection was different from the rest of your friends. In big groups, you'd exchange glances and have these one-on-one conversations in the group chat which would often annoy your friends. It was kind of hard to explain.

Your friend group, about six of you, usually went to frat parties and nightclubs. And here's the thing—Jeongin and you were always the DDs. Not because you were pussies who didn't drink, but because you didn't trust anyone else to handle it. You learned the hard way that leaving the keys with someone else could turn into a disaster. One time, during your first year, someone else assured you that he was gonna be your sober driver, and things went into shit. He convinced you that he had his license when you would probably drive better than him while being drunk. In the end, you got stopped by the cops, and they quickly found out you had been underage drinking.

However, last night was different. One of your friends had some health thing going on, and he was on some prescribed medication for the next couple of weeks. You forgot the whole story, but the deal was, he couldn't touch alcohol or caffeine, or it would mess with the effect of the pills or something. This guy was older, always reliable, and he'd driven you around plenty of times. So, without a second thought, you put him in charge, trusting him to be the driver for the night, giving Jeongin and you the chance to finally kick back and have some fun.

The party got you completely wasted, and Jeongin was no different. So here you are, with a steaming bowl of hangover soup, leaning against your best friend's shoulder, and subjecting yourself to the videos from last night.

"Wait, look at this one," she snorted.

"Oh no, what is it?" You braced yourself.

You glanced at the screen and cringed as you witnessed Jeongin and you going at it in the back seat of a moving car. He pushed you away, scrambled to the front, rolled down the window to throw up, then nonchalantly rolled it back up and resumed making out with you. Your hand instinctively flew to your mouth as you fake gagged.

"My gosh. He shoved that tongue down my throat right after he puked? This is not funny anymore," you stood up, took your empty bowl to the sink, and returned to your friend on the couch.

"Oh, come on, Y/n. You're missing the point here." She said with a chuckle when you raised your eyebrow. "He sees you the same way. You two basically exposed your feelings to each other."

You rolled your eyes, not fully grasping the gravity of the situation. "Exposed? More like embarrassed ourselves. And plus, he was drunk!"

"Well he wasn't drunk enough to be clueless of who he was kissing." Your friend chuckled, shaking her head. "Look, maybe it's not the most romantic way to figure things out, but it's out in the open now. You both let your guards down last night, and honestly, it's kinda cute."

"Cute?" You scoffed, still cringing at the mental image of Jeongin and you in the back seat of a moving car.

"Yeah, cute. I mean, I think about it, he didn't stop after puking, did he? If anything, he came back for more," she teased.

You sighed, realizing there might be a silver lining in all the chaos. "I guess, but what if things get weird between us now?"

"Hey, if anything, it's a sign that there's something there. Maybe just talk to Jeongin about it, you know? Not under the influence of alcohol. And definitely not in our group chat where everyone can see it."

You scoffed and nodded, considering her words. "I guess."

"Text him now," she suggested, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"I don't know," you whined, your voice muffled as you stuffed your face into a pillow and flopped onto her lap.

She chuckled, patting your head. "Come on, Y/n. The longer you wait, the more awkward it'll get. Just shoot him a casual text, talk about last night."

You sighed, lifting your face from the pillow. "What if he doesn't remember everything, and I end up making it even more awkward?"

"Then at least you'll find out where he stands," she said, giving you a reassuring smile. "Trust me, it's better to know than to be stuck wondering."

With a reluctant nod, you reached for your phone, fingers hovering over the keyboard. After a contemplative moment, you began crafting a message: "Hey, Jeongin. There's some stuff we should talk about. How about grabbing coffee later?"

You glanced up at your friend for approval, hoping this struck the right balance between casual and intriguing. However, she shook her head, a playful smirk on her face. "Don't be so dry with him. It's like you're warning him of rejection!" You sighed, taking her advice to heart. "Just be you."

You looked at her, a bit confused, before slowly nodding and diving back into your phone. "Jeongin! Did Felix show you the videos from last night? I can't believe that happened. What are you up to today? Wanna meet up?"

You showed it to her again, and she took your phone, making a sly adjustment before sending it off without warning you.

"Hey!" You grabbed your phone back and looked at the screen.

She had changed "Wanna meet up?" to "I want to see you."

You rolled your eyes but couldn't help but grin. "Subtle, very subtle."

She winked. "Sometimes you've got to be a little direct. Let's see how he responds to that."

Minutes later, your phone buzzed with a new message from him.

"Hey, Y/n! Felix blew up my phone this morning. I'm free for lunch, want to go to the market?"

You couldn't help but laugh at his response. It seemed like your friend's subtle change hadn't gone unnoticed.

"Sure, that sounds good!" You quickly replied, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves about your impending conversation.

As you made plans to meet up, you couldn't shake the thought that maybe being a bit more direct wasn't such a bad thing.

Later that day, you found yourself strolling through a vibrant food market with Jeongin, the tantalizing aroma of various street foods filling the air. The atmosphere was relaxed, and the lively chatter of other market-goers provided a comforting backdrop to your conversation. It was a surreal moment, acknowledging the unspoken feelings that had lingered between you for so long. The chaotic events of the night seemed to have paved the way for a conversation you both needed.

Jeongin looked at you with a thoughtful expression. "You know I've always liked being with you."

You nodded, "Yea, there's been this thing going on between us for years."

He chuckled. "Maybe it just took a wild night and some embarrassing videos to finally bring it to the surface."

You turned your head towards him. "I'm glad it did. It feels right, doesn't it?"

"I wouldn't change a thing." He gently bumped his shoulder against yours. "So, what now?"

You smiled, feeling a sense of newfound clarity. "I think we should see where this takes us."

He nodded in agreement and threw his arm over your shoulders, planting a kiss on your head.

"I can't believe you made me taste your vomit," you teased.

"You're lucky I didn't throw up in your mouth," he countered, a playful glint in his eyes.

You both burst into laughter, the shared humor easing any lingering awkwardness. As you meandered through the market, the playful banter continued, weaving a comfortable atmosphere between you. The crowded stalls, colorful displays, and enticing aromas provided the perfect backdrop for a moment of connection.

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[littledigits]

Hello..

Not sure if this is going to makes sense..... but

How does one approach studying Timing and Spacing in animation ?

Like, how would you go about taking notes/

Or observing and studying Spacing and Timing of an animated scene mindfully, so you could apply it to your own work.

Do people just watch an scene they like on something like youtube, and go frame by frame, noting down how many frames have past between each keyframe as well as the spacing by thumbnailing them down ?

I'm honestly kinda overwhelmed, and frustrated cause I have a hard time nailing down the kind of timing I want (specificlly getting that 'snap' kinda feel)...

I don't like how 'floaty' or 'smooth(?)' things tend to turn out when i try to animate ;-;

IT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE. My friend I give you big support vibes cuz I had such a hard time understanding timing and spacing. It comes easier for some but not others and thats ok. I had to learn how to be boring with it before I got comfortable enough to experiment and I can still easily get stuck in my box. I would say that reference is a HUGE PART of making animation work. Over time you can build up your mental library and you may not need as much and just go off of your own thought process but thats something you build up to. And most people when they start will find things either can be jittery or too even, and thats just part of training your eye! Snappy animation can be tough too ! but thats why learning from it is GREAT. Gosh theres so much you can learn from frame by framing things - especially classic hand drawn stuff. So i 100% would recommend finding some ref of the style you want to emulate and just try it out and 100% -figure out how many frames in between , seeing just how much they manipulate the pose, anything really! Its not about getting it all right, its just about breaking it down and learning a few things at a time and going 'OH maybe ill try that out next time' I think you going ' hey this feels too floaty and isint the vibe' is you exactly describing what the problem is. Your in-betweens are probably very evenly spaced out- but thats a really common problem when people first start. But the solution is just as you said - REF. And in animation that is more of a part of the job then anything honestly, same with storyboard. and learning a lot from eachother. I FEEL YOU THOUGH. I was there too, and it took me longer then others to be able to get what I want. But you're on the right track , just dive in to doing that good good frame by frame and then trying it out yourself ! here are some links that you may find useful as well ! https://gingercatsneeze.tumblr.com/post/145037677357/1-ah-fai-was-a-chief-animator-for

HOPE THAT HELPS ! <3

#IT TOOK ME AWHILE TO EVEN -LIKE- ANIMATION BUT NOW I LOVE TALKING ABOUT IT

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ok ok going right into it… so kate callahan x fem!reader SMUT. dom!kate PLEASE. either r and kate are married and meg is at a friends house so they finally get time alone orrrrrr kate does an interrogation and r gets really turned on seeing her being all demanding and badass

In Action

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Kate Callahan x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 5.5k+

Summary: You had never seen Kate on the job. When you came in to bring her lunch you finally got the opportunity and what you saw sparked something in you. Lucky for you, Kate wants to explore that spark.

Warnings: dom/sub dynamic; top!Kate; bottom!r; degradation kink; praise kink; slight bondage (r gets tied up with a belt); marking; cum marking maybe?; fingering (r receiving); clit play (r receiving); masturbation (Kate); if there's stuff I forgot please tell me

A/N: I'd just like to say Kate's first episode... that's the vibe of the interrogation going on in my mind. With the limb guy. Anyways I didn't know exactly how to tw this so if there's other language I can use please let me know!

(not my gif; credit ropoto)

You were just surprising your wife with lunch. That was your only goal for the day. She was working a case that was actually close to home so a little drive was all it took to get to the police station that the team was helping out. What you didn’t expect was for her to be in the middle of a riveting interrogation when you got there. 

Okay, maybe you should’ve double checked but you wanted to be sweet and give her a little boost to her day. You figured if she was out, you’d just leave it for her. So when Morgan asked if you wanted to see your wife on the job– Well, it caught you off guard. But you didn’t say no.

He led you to the room that separated you and others from the suspect at hand. You had hesitantly asked if you were allowed to even be in there and see what you were seeing. He just grinned and shrugged, saying probably not, but Kate was having a tough day so for you to immediately surprise her when she was done would make it better. Reluctantly, you just agreed with that and stood, watching in awe as your wife did her job. 

Watching Kate was… something else. This was a side of her that you knew she had, but had never really seen. The way Kate leaned on the table across from the suspect and commanded the room was a sight that had you entranced. Even with the one way mirror separating you from her, you could feel the electricity radiating off her as she showed the other person who held all the cards. It was like you were under some sort of spell. You couldn’t tear your eyes away. Never had you seen Kate really in action, but now you made a mental note to try to see it way more often. 

When Kate was done you had to literally shake yourself out of the trance she put you in. It should’ve been embarrassing to just stand there next to Morgan, face flushed and jaw dropped, but you couldn’t care less. It was hard to care about anything other than the mental image of your wife bending you on that exact interrogation table and just…

No, you had to collect yourself. You gulped hard when Kate turned from the suspect and moved towards the door. Your knuckles squeezed around the bag of food and you waited anxiously to see her. 

When the door swung open and Kate was met with you, it was like her whole demeanor instantly changed. The hard, down-to-business look in her eye was replaced with softness and immediate joy. You smiled back at her when a bright grin spread across her lips, but you hated to admit that you missed the side of Kate you just saw already. 

“Hi,” Kate beamed. You stood there, still smiling but lost in your own head. 

Morgan nudged your shoulder with a light chuckle and you blinked a few times, trying to shake yourself out of your stupor.

“Oh!” You jerked the hand that held her food forward abruptly. “Food! I- Gosh, I mean, I brought you food.” Damn, you haven’t been this flustered around Kate since you first started dating. 

Kate took the bag happily and walked you out of the station, leaving behind Morgan who had a stupid grin plastered to his face. 

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When you got home from dropping off your wife’s food, the rest of the day was spent in some kind of haze. A haze that, well, you could only describe as extreme need for your wife to get her ass home and do all sorts of things to you. 

What really sucked was that, no matter what you did, you were still utterly fixated on what you saw from Kate today. You tried a movie, no luck. You tried to clean, definitely no luck. Hell, you even tried to organize everything in your closet by color and style and still your brain just kept going back to Kate and the way she commanded that interrogation room. And then once you thought back to that your mind started to wander to new places. Places that were mere fantasies and definitely not something you’ve done with Kate in the bedroom… At least not yet. 

Wait no. If Kate knew you got off on the way she worked wouldn’t she think you were weird? What would she actually think of you? Honestly, you didn’t even know you had this kind of interest in power dynamics until you saw just how well Kate could command a room. All you’ve been thinking about was swapping places with that man and letting Kate have the upper hand. You’d spill all the information she needed if that was the case.

Was it twisted that you wanted to switch places with a potential unsub? Maybe, but not in the violent murder-y way that would end you up in handcuffs in a police station. Just in a way that lets your wife slip into work mode and take control of the situation, and subsequently, in control of you as well. So the real question was: How do you make this fantasy a reality in a way that doesn’t involve an actual police station? Could you even live out this fantasy? Kate tried so hard to not let her work come home with her. In and out of the bedroom, she was soft and kind and sweet. Not once was she rough or controlling. But god, after seeing her today, did you want her to be so badly. 

Hours flew by and you were still stewing on it. Even when Kate finally walked in the door, your mind was immediately flooded with the memory of what you saw today. Kate greeted you innocently as can be, of course. It was all usual behavior from your wife; it was just that you were being the one acting weird. 

The minute you saw her, your face flushed. It made it even worse when she wrapped her hand around your wrist to pull you closer to her so she could plant a kiss on your cheek. You tried to duck your face to hide from her, but Kate was always perceptive and gave you a curious look that told you she knew something was up. 

From then on, you tried to avoid Kate like the plague. Any time she would settle in a room, you’d scoot far away from her. When she wrapped her arms around you from behind as you prepared yourself a snack, you jumped out of your skin and tried to not-so-smoothly back away. Kate wasn’t hurt by any of this, just more and more intrigued. As Kate tried to figure out what had gotten into you, she thought back to the last time you were this shy. It was probably the first night you two spent together. Kate couldn’t help but smile at the memory. You were never good about asking what you wanted, but lucky for Kate she could read you like a book. It’s what made you two work. So when she figured out what you wanted was to be more intimate with her, sure she teased you a little, but she ultimately gave you exactly what you wanted. 

So now, Kate’s new goal was to figure out what this new mystery desire was. It was quite cute really, the fact that you still would get so shy around her even after a few years of marriage. Kate knew, deep down, you were comfortable with her, but you also could have these little moments where you could be so innocent and oblivious. It was endearing to Kate. If she were being honest, it made her almost want to be a little mean, just to see how you’d react. Of course, she never pushed it. She would give you anything you wanted, as long as you made whatever you wanted clear.

Kate kept watching you for a couple hours until it had gotten late. When you shot up and decided to get ready for bed, Kate thought it was an avoidance tactic. So, when she said she would join you, she bit back a smirk when you looked like a deer caught in the headlights. The whole time she’d been home, though, she had been mulling over what could’ve possibly been going on in your mind.

It took her about an hour of watching you and going over her possibilities before she got a very big hunch at what was making you so flustered and jumpy. See, when you decided to make a snack that’s when she connected the dots. What was different about today? It wasn’t that you had brought her food at work. No, you’ve done that before. It was what you witnessed when you brought it.

You had acted so anxious when she finally came out of that interrogation room. The way you jumped and handed her her food before scurrying away had already piqued her interests as to what could possibly be going on in your mind, but finally she had an epiphany. In the years you two had been together, had you ever really seen her on the job? Kate couldn’t recall a time that you really had. 

She had always been careful to show you her softer sides. While Kate didn’t think it would scare you away, she still wanted to be careful. Sometimes you could seem so fragile. While part of Kate wanted to really test that, a bigger part of her wanted to protect you at all costs. 

Tonight, however, she was starting to think holding back on you was leading you both to miss out on an experience that could be quite… enjoyable for both of you. Kate decided, as she followed you into the bedroom, that she would just have to test that theory and see if she was right about it all. 

“So, about today,” Kate’s voice broke the nervous silence as she followed you closely into the bedroom.

While you knew she was following you and even said as much, it didn’t stop you from jumping out of your skin. Of course, she would want to talk about today. It’s not like you were necessarily subtle about your weird mood. 

“When you brought me food…” Kate went on. “How long were you watching me?”

“I- Well uh…” You couldn’t get the words out. How long had you been watching? Not even that long. So the fact that it had you so flustered from just a short amount of time watching your wife do her job was that much more embarrassing. 

Kate crossed her arms and arched her eyebrow as she watched you struggle for an answer. You could see the growing smug smile come across her face as yours most likely turned a few different shades of red. 

“I mean- At least maybe ten or fifteen minutes.” You finally were able to blurt it out. Kate just stayed standing there, her head nodding slowly, as if you gave her some sort of insight that she was looking for.

And that’s exactly what you did. The more you got flustered the more it confirmed Kate’s theory. 

“Uh-huh,” Kate just nodded again. “And what do you think about what you saw?” Kate’s head cocked to the side and she gave you the most unreadable look. She still had a bit of a smile on her face, but you could tell that there was a determination behind her eyes. 

“Well-” You stopped. Why was she asking you this? If it was a question gearing up for a serious talk, things would be different. She’d sit you down and have an open discussion like the two of you did when you had concerns about her taking the BAU job. The way she phrased the question this time was different. It was almost playful. “It was uh… interesting?”

“Oh just interesting?” Kate grinned at you from across the room. “Are you sure that’s all you think about it?”

“I mean- I-”

“You liked what you saw, didn’t you?” Suddenly, Kate’s whole demeanor changed. She looked at you with hooded eyes and a devilish smile on her lips. Your mouth opened and closed a few times, trying to form words, when all you could do was stare at her with wide eyes. You were caught. 

Embarrassment flooded your whole being. What stopped you from panicking and throwing every excuse you could at the situation, though, was that Kate seemed more pleased with it than shocked. 

“You liked watching didn’t you?” Kate purred as she took her sweet time making her way to where you stood. The shift in Kate still had your head reeling, but you were catching on quickly. Kate wanted you to like what you saw. She was loving the fact that you had a very visible reaction to learning about this new side of her. “What was it that got you like this?” She stopped right in front of you, circling you slowly. Her hands brushed against your shoulders as she made her way behind you.

“Was it the way I spoke?” She whispered in your ear, her hands running down your sides from behind. “Do you like it when I’m a little… mean?” You felt her whole body press against your back as she kept running her hands practically all over you.

“Or…” She hummed, her hot breath on your ear making you shiver. “Was it that I held all the power? Hm?”

Your mouth opened, but no words could come out. She had your heart pounding in your chest and your cheeks felt hot from how much you were blushing. She had your number down. It was both those things. Definitely both. 

“Or maybe, you liked it all? Is that it? Did it make you wet seeing me in charge like that? I bet seeing me at work just had all sorts of dirty little thoughts flood your mind. I’m right, aren’t I?” She really could read your mind. Her hands were now practically pawing at your chest through your shirt and you could already feel your nipples harden through the fabric. 

Kate let out a low, smug chuckle when you barely even nodded your head. In a flash, she spun you to face her and the mischievous look in her eye told you she thoroughly enjoyed learning this new little fact about you. 

“Well, if that’s the case then why don’t we see just how much you enjoyed it, shall we?” Kate’s hand was immediately making its way down your body and straight into your panties. Her fingers pressed hard against your clit for a moment before running down between your folds. You gasped in both shock and pleasure at her sudden move. Part of you felt like you should be ashamed that this new side of Kate had you already turned on so much that Kate could literally feel it, but the other part of you just wanted to see more of this. 

“Oh, you really like seeing me in charge, don’t you?” Kate’s voice was low as she spoke, her eyes never leaving yours as she pulled her hand from your pants. You, however, had your eyes glued to her fingers as she brought them back up slowly. Two fingers pressed to her lips before she parted them and sank them into her mouth slowly. She was making a show of it and you couldn’t help the wide-eyed look you were giving her as you listened to her let a soft moan out from around her own fingers. 

She removed her fingers with a pop, her pupils blown and eyes full of hunger as she looked you up and down. You just gulped, shifting where you stood as you waited for her to do something– anything to ease the nervous tension in the room and the horrible ache that was starting to occur between your legs. 

“Kate-” You began to say, but she cut you off by placing the same two fingers that were just in her mouth right onto your lips. 

“Shhh, I’m in charge tonight. Got it?” You nodded your response and Kate’s devious smile came right back to her face. “Good. Now, you’ll be a good girl for me and do exactly what I say.” All you could do was nod again. 

She pressed her fingers harder to your lips and you took the hint before she even had to say anything. “Suck,” She whispered, but you were already parting your lips and taking in those same fingers. 

Kate immediately bit her lip to keep her face a bit more neutral and to seem more in charge, but it was hard not to react. When she saw how eager you already were to please her and to let her help live out whatever fantasy she knew you had going on in your mind, she was just so giddy. She pressed her fingers down a little on your tongue and felt you suck harder on them. If she was being honest, this alone had her wet for you.

Her fingers very slowly and slightly pushed in and out of your mouth and your hands went to clutch at her shirt as you kept sucking on them. The flush on your cheeks was very evident and your eyes fell closed as she kept doing what she wanted. But then suddenly, she removed them from your mouth and your eyes snapped back open to watch whatever Kate had planned for you next.

She took two steps back and you could tell the wheels were turning in her mind as she carefully planned out the next steps she would take. 

“Strip and get on the bed,” she ordered and your hands immediately fell to your pants, shimmying them down and off of you before moving to your shirt. You stood there, completely naked besides your panties in front of a fully clothed Kate. For some reason, even though she had seen you naked countless times, this time you felt incredibly shy. Purposefully, you decided to leave your panties on and your hands went to your chest to cover your breasts in front of Kate’s hungry gaze.

“Do I have to tell you in more detail? I told you to strip.” Kate’s tone was harsh, like she was reprimanding you, but deep down you both knew this was part of whatever new game you two were playing. “Take them off. Now.”

You jumped at the sharpness in her voice and immediately did as you were told, wriggling out of your panties in record speed. Then, you remembered the second part of her orders and planted yourself directly on the bed. 

“Better,” Kate hummed her approval as she stalked towards you. “But I want you further on the bed. Lay down for me and spread your legs.”

Without hesitation, you did exactly what you were told. Scooting yourself on the bed before laying down, but still propping yourself up on your elbows so you could see Kate’s every move. She didn’t exactly wait for you to spread your legs before she started to kneel on the bed and spread them for herself. Your eyes met Kate’s as she took one hand and again ran her fingers through your folds. 

“Are you enjoying this?” Kate husked as she started to circle your clit with her finger tips. You nodded, but then Kate’s fingers stopped. “Use your words.”

“Y-yes,” was all you could manage to squeak out. As long as you two had been together, you were still feeling too embarrassed to admit how much you were loving this side of her.

“I’m going to need a little more than that.”

“Yes, Kate, yes I like it! Can you just please keep touching me?”

“Shhh, shhh remember who’s in charge.” Kate’s fingers resumed their movements against your clit and your head finally fell back on the pillow. “Don’t worry, baby, I’m going to give you exactly what you want.” 

“U-uh huh,” you murmured as your hips began to move with her fingers, trying to gain more traction. Your eyes had slipped closed again and your mouth hung slightly open as her fingers kept their steady work on your clit. As embarrassing as it was to admit, you were already getting close just from the way Kate knew how to play with your body mixed with this new attitude of hers. 

She could also tell by the slight tremble of your thighs and the way your breathing picked up. but she wasn’t done with you just yet. Her fingers stopped once again and you let out a frustrated huff that she didn’t miss, but was proud when you didn’t whine or question her actions. Good, Kate thought. It seemed to her like you were willing to give her all the power tonight, just like she wanted and knew you wanted too. 

“Wait.” Kate said as she shuffled back from you on the bed. A devious grin spread across her face. There was a look in her eye that told you whatever she was planning was going to be something very new. Newer than any of what’s already happened tonight. “There’s something missing here.” 

Kate moved, swinging her leg over your body until she was straddling your waist. She looked down at you for a moment, balancing herself on her knees as she did. Then, her hands fell to the belt of her jeans. 

“I don’t have cuffs,” Kate said more to herself than you. “So my belt will have to do.” 

The look of shock on your face was definitely evident to Kate as she began undoing her belt.

“Hands together and up. Grab the bar of the headboard, okay?” You knew the last part of that was more of a question than a demand. It was Kate’s way of checking in with you, telling you that you could stop and say no if you wanted to. It was soft and subtle, but you knew each other well. If this was something so new for the both of you, you knew that Kate was prepared to keep an eye on your reactions and halt the whole thing if you indicated even the slightest bit of discomfort. So far, discomfort wasn’t what you were showing at all, just a nervous anticipation for this new side of Kate and an embarrassing excitement for your own responses to it.

So, when Kate asked the question, to show that you were still all in you did what you were told. You raised your hands up, scooting yourself down so they could be stretched flat onto the pillow above your head when your fingers wrapped around the head board. 

“That’s my girl,” Kate praised before tugging the belt out of her belt loops in one swift motion. She then leaned forward, her whole upper, clothed body pressed to your naked one. Her chest was pressed to your face, slightly suffocating, but you didn’t mind. Her hands made quick work of securing your wrists together. You would’ve been shocked at how speedy she was at that had you not been focused on the fact that you were disappointed she was still clothed and pressed to your face. If only you could just have her in your mouth…

“Keep your hands there,” Kate ordered as she pulled back from you. You already felt the strain on your arms for having them stretched above your head, but you were determined to do exactly as she said. If you were being honest, the fact that your wrists were bound was already doing something to you that you didn’t expect. You pressed your legs together as you looked up at where your hands were resting above your head. The image of her belt keeping your wrist snug and locked together would forever be burned into your mind in the best kind of way. 

“I thought I told you to have your legs open for me.” Kate’s hand, now free from restraining your wrists, reached back to give your thigh a hard smack. Your whole body jumped at that, but you couldn’t deny the flood of wetness that immediately followed. 

“I- I’m sorry.” You were practically panting at this point and Kate hadn’t even really touched you yet. The way she was being so commanding and powerful was just turning you on beyond belief. 

“You should be.” Kate’s voice was condescending, but the smirk on her lips was back as she scooted back and leaned on her knees just to watch her handy work. She was enjoying this way too much, but you just looked so good this way. Your wrists were bound, your chest was heaving, there was a faint red hand print from where she had smacked your thigh, and she could even see how wet you were for her. It was all such a beautiful sight to Kate. Not only that, but it really did make her feel powerful in a way that no interrogation ever had. Yeah, maybe the unsubs were at her mercy when she commanded the room, but they weren’t happy about it. This was different. You willingly gave up your power so that Kate could take control and do to you whatever her heart desired. It was exhilarating. 

Kate took a beat or two more to really soak you in before she suddenly pushed herself up and off the bed. To your delight, she immediately started stripping herself of her clothes too. You watched eagerly as everything came off before she returned to you on the bed. This time, as she made her way to you, she made sure to stop when she was straddling your stomach and pressed her body down.

Her hips began a slow drag against your skin and your breath hitched when you felt her wetness on your own stomach as she moved against you. Knowing she was just as wet as you were had you squirming underneath her even more, but it only got worse when you watched as Kate moved her fingers down to her own clit and started touching herself while she moved her hips in a slow pace against your own body. 

“It’s killing you, isn’t it?” Kate was slightly breathless as she spoke, her fingers working fast against her own clit. “Is it that you can’t touch me or that you want to be touched?”

“Both,” you practically moaned as your eyes stayed glued to Kate’s fingers. Above you, Kate let out a sarcastic laugh before moving her fingers lower. You watched with what you would probably guess was a pitiful look as she sank down onto her own fingers and started to ride them on top of you.

Without realizing it, you let out a pathetic whine, which just spurred Kate on more. 

“Good girls wait,” Kate taunted as her body moved faster on top of you. You could tell she was already close. The sight of you had gotten Kate so wound up that she knew it wouldn’t take long. Just long enough to drive you a little bit crazy. And, fuck, was it working.

With a shutter running through her whole body, she came on top of you. The moan she had let out when she came mixed with the way her body moved was a beautiful sight and you struggled to keep your legs open for her when all you wanted was some sort of sensation to make yourself feel better from the extreme arousal you were experiencing. 

After a moment, Kate moved down your body, still kneeling as she placed herself between your legs. “Look at you,” she teased. “You’re such a mess.” Your face flushed even more as she took the two fingers that were covered in her own cum and wiped them clean on your inner thighs. You really were a mess, she wasn’t lying. Your stomach glistened with her wetness and you were sure, by now, that your own was dripping from your pussy. It didn’t help that you were already breathless just from the sight of your wife coming on top of you and the fact that your whole body was practically shaking with desire for her to finally make you cum too. 

“Kate, please,” you whined, your head craning up to give her your most pitiful look of need that you could possibly muster. 

It must’ve worked, because finally Kate’s fingers were back to touching you. Her fingers played with your clit for a moment as she again crawled towards your body. Suddenly, you found her naked form pressed to yours and the sensation of that made your head swim. With the hand that wasn’t on your clit, Kate was pushing one of your legs until you could spread even more open for her. You felt a burn in your thighs as she pushed your legs to spread more than you thought  you were capable of.  

Her fingers trailed down from your clit, through your folds, until she was finally circling your entrance. You held your breath in anticipation of finally getting what you wanted, but Kate was still in the mood to tease you. She dipped her finger tip inside you before going back to lightly brushing her fingers through your folds again. A groan of frustration fell from your lips before you could stop it and all Kate did in response was laugh.

Then, when you weren’t expecting it she finally gave you what you wanted. Two fingers slipped into you at once, pushing into you as deep as possible. You cried out and all Kate did in response was pull her fingers out, only to slam them back in. When you repeated the sound it was like it spurred Kate on even more; she kept doing that. Fucking you in a slow, but hard way she hadn’t before. With Kate knuckles deep inside you, you weren’t able to keep yourself quiet in the slightest. You thanked your lucky stars Meg was at a friend’s house because you knew the moans Kate was drawing from you were echoing throughout the entire house. 

Kate shifted gears, using her own body weight to put more power behind each pump of her fingers. Her body was moving against yours and your fingers were tightening around the headboard. It was moments like this where you wished you could grab onto her, but the added idea that you were bound and helpless to the way she was currently fucking you just made everything all the more intense. 

Her pace was steady, but the strength she put behind it was unforgiving. Her mouth was busy too; tongue and teeth going over both your nipples and all over your neck. In the morning you were sure you’d find tons of angry bruises and bite marks from the way she was treating your poor skin. You didn’t mind one bit though. Your legs trembled around Kate and you felt your walls tightening around her fingers as she kept fucking you. 

It took her curling her fingers inside you and hitting that one spot that she knew always drove you crazy for you to practically scream her name. All the while she kept cooing things like “good girl” and “love the way you feel around my fingers” or other things that would otherwise make your cheeks flush if they weren’t already. 

After a few more powerful pumps of her fingers, you finally fell apart. With a guttural groan you came hard all over her fingers. Your head slammed back onto the pillow and your hands gripped at the headboard so hard your knuckles turned white. Kate was still giving you praises as she slowed her fingers and let you come down from your orgasm. 

“Wow,” Kate sighed as she watched your body relax again.

“Yeah, wow,” you said breathlessly, your eyes still shut as you tried to compose yourself. “That was… just wow.”

Kate chuckled, leaning up on the bed again. She moved and finally freed you from your restraints, gently massaging at the skin that was slightly angry from how tight her belt had been on your wrists. It also didn’t help that you weren’t exactly still while Kate was practically fucking you into the mattress.

“I know,” Kate smiled as she kept your wrists in her hands, moving and stretching your arms for you to get rid of any stiffness. “I should have you come by my work more often.”

You just nodded eagerly. Words were a struggle when you were still coming down from what was possibly the strongest orgasm Kate has ever given you. Still, you wholeheartedly agreed.

Kate let out a soft laugh at your apparently eagerness, before getting herself up and off the bed. She still had one of your wrists wrapped gingerly in her fingers as she tugged you to sit up. “But for now,” she said as she helped you stand on wobbly legs, “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

You followed happily and Kate couldn’t help the triumphant smirk at the fact that you were still just so willing to please. Tonight definitely wouldn’t be the only night she’d test how obedient you could be. As she pulled you to the shower, Kate made a mental note to buy a few things and see just how much she could test this theory…

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Where Were You? Part 2

F!Reader x Benny Miller series

Summary: following her father's death, Clara Davis returns home to Florida in an attempt to bring some normalcy back to her life. Yet, the people she's been avoiding for five years just might be the people she's been needing to be around all along.

Warnings: mentions of death, smoking, language, drinking, mentions of abuse (vague), age gap.

Part 1

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It has been a week since the run in at the bar with the guys. You haven’t seen them since but life hasn’t been any easier. In fact, it seems to be worse. When you returned to Florida, the only place you knew to go was back to your mom’s house. She wasn’t too happy upon your unexpected arrival but she was understanding enough to let you back into the house. You agreed that you’d take the guest bedroom and pay for a portion of your rent.

While it was nice to have a roof over your head, that didn’t mean that you mom made your life enjoyable. She made sure you knew how tough it was on her to welcome her adult daughter back into the house after not hearing a peep from you for five years. Arguments happened frequently and sometimes you went days without talking to one another, even at the dinner table.

Then, after a long shift at the bar, everything boiled over. The argument was the same as always but this time, she managed to really get under your skin.

She had caught you smoking a cigarette on the back porch. You knew she wouldn’t appreciate it but after your shift, you needed something to take the edge off.

“I can’t believe you!” She yelled. “Cigarettes? Really? What’s next, drinking a six pack a day? Turning into a drunk? You gonna turn out just like your father.”

And that’s what did it for you. She went there, whether she meant it or not, those words stung you worse than a bee sting.

“Oh my gosh, mom.” You retort. “You did not just say that to me.”

“Is this what you did all these years?” She continues to yell. “Waste your life away for something so worthless? You’re just like Tom.”

You knew she was mad when she said ‘Tom’ instead of ‘your father’. She was pissed at you and you were pissed at her. Infuriated even.

Wanting to listen no further to her you get up and run to your car and start the engine. You weren’t sure where you were going but you sure as hell weren’t going to listen to your irate mom lecture you for another minute.

You drove until you found yourself parked in the driveway of a house. A house that your muscle memory brought you to. Or maybe, it was just your memory that brought you here.

Your feet guided your body to the front door of the house before ringing the doorbell. An action you regretted as soon as your fingers had pressed the button. An internal battle played out in your mind. Part of you wanted to hop back in your car and leave. But the other part of you just desperately needed to see a familiar face.

A moment passed before the door opened.

Frankie’s smile dropped as soon as he saw you standing on the front patio. His eyes searching for a clue as to what brought you here.

“What’s wrong?” He asked stepping out onto the patio to join you.

You opened your mouth to speak but no words came out. How embarrassing. You started to cry as you tried to formulate words.

“Mom and I got into it again.” You said between sobs. “And she- she-”

You couldn’t even get the rest of your sentence out before the sobs took over again. Frankie hesitated for a second then pulled you in for a gentle hug.

“I’m sorry, Clara.” He says soothingly, trying to get you to calm down just a little.

“Would you like to come in?” He gestures towards the door. “The guys are over tonight to watch the game but you can stay in the kitchen if you’d like? I can get you some tea started?”

“Oh my gosh, I didn’t know you had them over tonight. I can leave.”

“No, it’s alright, we don’t mind.” Frankie says reassuringly.

He guides you inside the house. The house you had been to countless times before with dad when you were a teenager. Many fond memories of game nights with the guys flooded your mind as you walked in.

The moment the guys saw you and your tear stained face, the living room fell silent. Frankie ushers you quietly to the kitchen and begins to boil a kettle of water for tea. You take a seat at the kitchen table. The same one you had won countless Monopoly games and worked on homework at. The kitchen was all too familiar to you, as was the rest of the house.

Frankie stands at the stove, his mind working on what to say, if anything. He knows you’re in a delicate position right now and he knows how desperately you need someone. But he knows that just like your dad, you can shut off once a wrong word is spoken.

So, you both remain in a comfortable silence. The guys in the living room return to speaking, but at a whisper. Everyone is now walking on eggshells, unsure of what to do next. You’re here and you’re not running away, even though part of you still wants to.

Once the water boils, Frankie pours the water in a mug with a sachet of your favorite lemon ginger tea.

He remembered.

He sets the mug down in front of you and places honey and a spoon down next to the tea. He senses that you just need some space to settle down. So, he quietly returns to the living room.

An hour must have gone by before the guys’ voices return to normal and the conversations continue. You still sit in silence mulling over the events of today.

If only dad were here you think as you finish off the tea. He’d know what to do.

The air feels thick all of a sudden so you decide to go out back to the deck for a breather. You quietly open the door, not wanting to draw attention to yourself, and you slip out back unnoticed.

You sit on a chair and pull out a cigarette and lighter. You know Frankie wouldn’t mind.

As you smoke and look up at the sky and notice how clear the night sky is. You can see all the stars and they seem brighter than you remembered. Minutes pass by before the door creaks open. Your alone time interrupted.

It’s Benny.

He sits next to you and waits a few moments before speaking up.

“You got an extra?” He asks.

Your head whips to the side to look at him. Your brain not immediately registering that he’s asking for a cigarette. You nod and hand him the pack. He pulls out a cigarette and grabs your lighter that you laid on the side table.

He takes a couple drags before you take your turn to speak.

“I didn’t think you were supposed to smoke with your training and all.” You say wondering why an MMA fighter like him would smoke.

“One won’t hurt,” he begins “as long as you don’t tell Will.”

He chuckles. Will has always been very proactive in making sure Benny was in tip-top shape when it came to fighting. He made sure Benny always had a balanced diet, exercised well and kept his body clean from anything unnecessary, like cigarettes.

You offer Benny a small smile and then look back up at the sky. He does the same.

“I never noticed how bright the stars were at night.” He says mesmerized by the night.

“Me neither. It was never this clear in South Carolina.” As soon as those words leave your mouth, you realize you slipped up.

Benny straightens in his chair after hearing this.

“So that’s where you were.” He says.

Shit. What happened to keeping your cards close to your chest?

Silence fills the void again. You wish you could take back the last minute and let it never happen. Alas, here you are.

“Why’d you leave, Clara?” Benny asks.

You weigh your options of what to do next before speaking.

“I didn’t know what else to do, Benny.” You say plainly.

“What do you mean?” He responds. “We were all here.”

“I was scared, okay?”

“We were too, especially when you left.” He says stomping out his cigarette.

“You were scared? How do you think I felt?” You say taking offense to Benny acting like he was a victim.

“What?” He’s confused.

“My dad died.” You say.

His expression turns flat.

“I didn’t-”

“My dad died. While on a trip. With you.” You pointedly say. “What else was I supposed to believe?”

“We told you we didn’t kill him.”

“I was sixteen, Benny. Sixteen!” Your voice begins to rise a little as you continue to speak. “One week my dad is telling me that when he gets back he’ll take me prom dress shopping. And all that week I’m waiting for him to come back only for you guys to return without him.”

Tears start to fall down your face the more you recount the painful memories.

“He goes on a trip with you guys, he dies with you guys. I didn’t know what else to think!”

Benny sits silently allowing you to continue speaking, knowing better than to interrupt you now that you’ve finally opened up just a little.

“You know, the only dress I got to buy was a black one for his funeral. I missed my prom because I refused to buy a dress without him. He promised me that and I never got that.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” Benny finally says.

“Of course you didn’t. Nobody cared to then.” You say sourly.

“But why did you just up and leave?”

“I was hurt… by everyone. I didn’t know who to trust. It hurt to be here.” You respond.

“So where did you go?”

“South Carolina.” You opened the can of worms now. You’ve got to tell him.

“I didn't know who was with me or against me so I figured, I could just start fresh. I missed my high school graduation. The minute I turned seventeen, I signed up for the army. I went to basic training and cut everyone off. Well, almost everyone.” The story flows out of you before you have a chance to think about what you’re saying.

“I thought that maybe joining the Army would help me feel closure about losing dad. Or at least it would be a way to honor him. I don’t know what I was thinking but that was the answer, at least for a little while.”

As you talk, Benny listens intently, genuinely listening to your life story.

“So I joined the army and went to basic in South Carolina. I made a few friends there but… I don’t know. It was good for a while. But then two months in everything became too much. Everything reminded me of dad. I couldn’t do it. Almost everyday I had panic attacks and I kept thinking of how he died and I couldn’t help but wonder if I’d go the same way. Would this be by demise?”

As you talk Benny just nods.

“Soon enough my sergeant suggested I leave while I can. That hurt to hear. Cause it’s almost like they’re saying ‘you’re too weak to be here’ and that’s how I felt. I felt weaker than ever. So, I left.”

As you finish the story you go to grab another cigarette but Benny snatches up the pack before you can get one. He gives you a look as if he’s saying you need to lay off the smoking. He’s not wrong.

“But that was only a couple months” he starts “what happened then? How’d you end up back here?”

You sigh heavily, the next part a thorn in your side and something you haven’t told anyone. Not even your mom.

“Well, I said I made friends, right? There was this one guy I met in basic. We became close, more than friends. When I left, he left too. And when we left, we moved in together and shared an apartment because we both had nothing. We got jobs and started working for a future together. About a year in, he said he wanted to marry me. I wanted to marry him too. So, he proposed. But we knew a wedding wasn’t in our budget for at least another year or two.” You stare blankly ahead as you dish out your ugly past to Benny.

“I worked odd jobs here and there in South Carolina. Bartending was the only thing that I enjoyed, I don’t know why. He picked up jobs here and there too. But soon those jobs turned into other girls. I guess I got so focused on affording a wedding that I didn’t let that bother me too much.”

You try to end the story there not wanting to talk aloud about the next part. But Benny being curious and concerned he asks “Why did you leave?”

“Oh boy, I’ve never told anyone this.” Here goes nothing you think.

“As soon as he started getting with other girls, things turned sour between him and I. Like, really sour.” All of a sudden you feel a lump in your throat and your hands feel really clammy.

“I guess it was worse than I thought because whenever people saw me at work they always gave me a pitiful smile when they saw my arms or legs or neck. I guess the bruises were worse than I imagined. One day it got to be too much so I packed all my stuff up and drove. I didn’t have a plan of where but I ended up here.”

As you let out the breath you had been holding in, you look at Benny, who’s already looking at you. His eyes searching your face for emotion, your stoicism making it hard for him to decipher.

“I’m so sorry, Clara.” He finally says still trying to find the right words to say. “We tried to reach out but none of us ever got through.”

“Frankie did.” You say. “He was the only one who actually tried. I never answered him but for five years he tried.” Your mood turning suddenly bitter.

“I’m sorry.” He repeats.

“I know.” You say simply. “I know.”

“So… the bar. How’d you land that?” Benny asks trying to find a conclusion to your story.

“It was the first place I stopped in when I came back. Larry knew me immediately when I walked through the door. I guess he knew me because of dad. I asked if he was hiring and he gave me a position and said I could work as many hours as I needed.”

“And your mom?”

The mention of your mom shifts your mood and Benny realizes that. A sore topic but a necessary piece to the plot.

“She wasn’t happy that I showed up on her doorstep unannounced but she was happy I was still alive, I guess. I’m barely her daughter anymore because she treats me like a tenant.” You say.

You don’t need to say anymore about mom because Benny seems to understand everything when you say that.

“I’m sorry we weren’t there for you when you needed us most. That’s such a dick move on our end.” Benny says.

You purse your lips into a small smile in acknowledgment of Benny’s apology.

“And I’m sorry we didn’t know about… him.” Benny says referring to your ex fiancé.

“You had no way of knowing.”

“But still. You’re our little Clara. We’re supposed to protect you.” He says.

You grimace at being called ‘Little Clara’, a nickname you hadn’t heard since you were a teenager. But the sentiment was what mattered. Benny saw the way you reacted to the nickname.

“And I know you’re not ‘little’ anymore but you’re still Tom’s daughter and part of us.” He said trying to convey his care for you without sounding too over protective.

“We were so worried about all those years and it tore us up not being able to get in touch with you just to know you’re alive. Frankie took it the hardest out of us all, I think.” He continued.

“When we couldn’t find you, it felt like I- or we failed you. The one person Tom cared about most we couldn’t find.” He shakes his head as if he’s shaking off the memories.

“I’m sorry I acted the way I did at the bar.” You say. “It was wrong of me to be so cold.”

“Don’t apologize, Clara.” Benny said. “I would’ve done the same if I were in your shoes.”

You nod and softly smile at him, grateful that he understood your feelings, even just a little bit.

After a few moments, the back door creaks open and Will pops his head out. He quickly analyzes the scene in front of him before saying “The game’s over Benny.”

In an attempt to not rush any breakthrough that had happened between Benny and you, Will quickly ducks back inside.

You check your watch and see how late it is and realize how long you and Benny had spent outside talking.

“Well, I better head out.” Benny says as he stands up from his chair. He looks back at the sky then back to you.

“Please don’t be a stranger, Clara. We really are here for you, whenever. I mean it.” He says looking at you deep in your eyes. He’s sincere. You feel it and it’s something you haven’t felt in a long time.

You offer Benny a small ‘thank you’ as he makes his way to the door, leaving you alone on the deck again.

The heart-to-heart you just shared with Benny left you feeling satisfied and something else, but you couldn’t put your finger on it.

You were so lost in your thoughts you didn’t hear Frankie open the door and walk towards you until you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“You don’t have to leave, but it is getting cold out and late.” He said. “There’s a blanket and some pillows on the couch.”

You stood up from your seat and faced Frankie. You hug him. He’s surprised a little but hugs you back.

“Thank you.” You say.

“Anytime, C.”

Gosh, you hadn’t heard that nickname for a long time. It was Frankie’s special nickname for you ever since you could remember. You felt at peace hearing it again.

After a long day of events, you turned in for the night and took up Frankie’s offer for the couch. Sleep took you over as soon as your head hit the pillow.

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A/N: My requests are open for blurbs and imagines!

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Always you- 141+König

This is based on a request:

GN!Reader, cheating, angst? (idk anymore)

How 141+König react to them cheating on reader.

Backstory to make us both cry:

The love of his life, the one who waited for him. It was just you and him. It wasn't a perfect life, that is true and he promised you it wouldn't be. "I Can't promise picket fences or walks around town on sunny afternoons." he said, sitting across from you. "I know, no one can, but I know what I feel for you and it's not something I can have with anyone else, I'm not willing to leave just because you cant promise that. I don't want to be with no-one else but you." your hands delicately caressing his face. And it was true, the relationship wasn't perfect, nothing was, but he made things feel like heaven. The way he held you close when either of you had a bad day, the way his presence was comforting enough.

You knew you'd never love a man like how you love him. How his nose scrunches when he dislikes something, how he smiles when you kiss him. It's too unreal. And you, gosh, you were the reason why he fought so hard to always come back home. Home...yeah home, he whispered to himself. The way he felt so vulnerable around you, how he felt safe. He loved how you would hold his hand. He swore he must be dreaming, how can a creature like you, love him? You deserve the best things in life, he thought as he watched how every time he came home, you were there by the door.

He came home after a tough mission, you as always waited by the door. He dropped his bag and wrapped his arms around you. "fuck..I missed you so much." He said, it was so soft, almost like a whisper, his head nuzzled against your neck. He's home.

After a few days, he and his friends went out, he tried convincing you to go with him. "I have some work to do, besides you need to have some fun without me." you kissed his cheek. And he soon was on his way out. You worked on a paper for work, you kept your phone on, waiting for him to call you to pick him up. But he didn't call all night.

I'm wasting my time

when it was always you,

chasin' the high,

but it was always you

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Ghost:

He was nearly blackout drunk, he wasn't thinking at all about the consequences when his mouth was on another person.

He liked it, it was something new, it was fun. The person took him to their place, all night he spent touching them, making them feel good.

Simon woke up around 5 am, a random person snuggling them. Their hands on his chest, just like you would rest them.

His head ached, it wasn't good, his eyes scanning the room, it wasn't your bed he was on, not the same bedsheets, or the same room. He got up and quickly changed and walked away from that strangers bed.

"Fuck fuck fuck." he whispered to himself, cursing his own name. "why simon, why did you fuck up!" he couldn't face you, not now. So he went to a coffee shop, he sat there in his sorrow, wiping tears as he thought of what he did.

"you okay?" asked an old man. "no, I fucked up." his eyes fixed on the piece of jewelry you gave him. It was a thing now, if he went away, you'd give him a necklace, ring or bracelet. "a piece of me while you're out there." He cried even more, remembering your soft words

"if you love them, then go on and tell them, be honest son." the man patted his back and walked away.

But he couldn't face you just yet, he still felt the other person on him. He felt dirty.

It was hate he felt, disgusted he would do this to you. He couldn't even touch himself, even if he was itchy, he didnt even dare scratch.

He walking along an empty road, thinking of you.

"I'm sorry, im sorry for what I did," his voice low, soft sniffles coming from him. He repeated this like a mantra.

A trained soldier, a man who hated lie, who betray him. And now here he was, laughing at his own mistakes. He was going mental.

He was alone with his thoughts and the worst part is that you aren't there to help them go away.

Price:

He wasn't the type to get drunk and flirt with anyone. Not since you came into his life, he was so respectful, always pushing strangers off of him. "I have a spouse waiting for me." he'd tell them.

This time he didnt say that, instead, he let them kiss him. He gave in, took them to his car and had a party of his own.

When it all ended, he sat there. The stranger put their clothes back on and walked off.

Now it was just him, he stared at the wheel.

He gasped once he realized what he had done. God he hated himself so much right now.

He pictured you, waiting by the door, looking at your phone just waiting for him to call you. "pick me up." he would've said, he would sit in his car and wait for you, the next morning you two would go pick it up. Having breakfast at a diner. But not this time.

He just sat, his hands brushing his hair out of desperation. He was so stressed.

He knew you'd be upset if you knew he was driving while intoxicated, so trying to at least do some good, he got off, locked the car and walked away.

As he made it closer to an open field, he screamed, letting all the anger and pain he felt leak out.

He then fell to his knees, crying as the cold night passed him by.

He laid on the floor. Trying not feel a thing, as his tears choked him out.

It was the worst kind of pain, his own heart begging for mercy.

"please..please.." he whispers, his voice shaky and unstable "please dont leave..please" it was as if he was a little kid all over again.

Gaz:

It wasn't like him to break promises, especially when he was breaking the ones he made to you.

He drank and drank, drowning in the alcohol, he wanted to let go for once. But if he knew he'd mess up this much, he would've never left you back home all alone.

When his lips met the strangers lips, it was indescribable, he wanted more, urged for more. By the morning, he walked back home, thinking of all that happened that night.

He wiped the tears that fell from his face.

"I'm so stupid, stupid, stupid." he hit himself a few times, each slap getting weaker and weaker.

He thought of how you'd react. You had been in relationships where you'd been cheated on, he assured you he wasn't like any of them.

You kept him like an oath, but all he had ever done was tuck you away, like his own little secret, a secret he had fucked up.

He threw up. It was remorse he was feeling by now. Never had he ever felt this way about something so awful.

He was a soldier. He was a human. He was a cheater.

All he ever wanted was to have a life with you, and now that future was far from reach.

As his own tears fell down to his face, he sat down, staring into the nothingness. It was pity that he was feeling, pity for how much one an idiot he is.

He wish he could get enough courage to face you and tell you what did, but that even then, courage couldn't help get out of this one. Nothing could. So he just sat and waited. The sun rising through and he was still there, like an abandoned dog, waiting for its owner.

It was a mistake. That wasn't a lie, but why did he like it? why did he think of you but felt nothing? Could it be he was just numb? or maybe it was his own heart begging for this everlasting pain to stop.

Soap:

It was no lie when he said that people are usually just attracted to him for no reason, he joked about it multiple times. But at the end of the day, he was yours and no one else's.

He was a little upset that you had said no to him, but he still had fun.

He was too drunk to think straight. In his own words "natural flirt" and this time this advantage had failed him, the person started to get hot too soon. But he didnt stop it, not until it was too late. He kissed the stranger, but he soon pushed them off.

He walked away from the bar. Yes it was something so small, but he knows you, even if he flirts with others you'd be upset/ jealous.

You and him had a talk a while back. "I think if it's not with your partner, then yes it's cheating." you said, he took notes, always flirting with you, ignoring the strangers that walked up to him. "I'm with someone, piss off" he spit out.

That would earn kisses from you, but this time? he was afraid of the outcome.

So he did was he knew best, he called Price. Poor man stayed up with him, listening to him cry and curse his whole existence.

By 4am, he had picked up another bottle. He drank from it as his life depended on it. He cried and cried. He wished his mother were there to yell at him.

"r/n, please." he begged as he looked up...he swore you were staring down at him while he was on his knees.

He walked home, he knew that if you were in the same position, you'd tell him. And now here he was, standing in front of you. his eyes red and puffy.

You tried to hug him, but he pushed you away, saying he doesn't deserve your gentle hands on him, he walked into the bathroom, and for a whole hour he cried in the shower. Water dripping down off him. He got out and told you about the whole thing.

He was a sobbing mess by 7 in the morning. He told you he understood if you wanted to end things now. He wouldn't blame you for anything

But what he did do was apologize, every sentence you spoke was followed by a soft and shaky sorry from his part.

König:

He didn't like to go out much, especially not without you. But this time, his team would be there, celebrating a victorious battle.

He got carried away in a stupid competition with one of his mates. He was so drunk he couldn't form words.A handsome/gorgeous stranger tapped his shoulder, and after some weird conversation, they were onto of him.

He mistook their flirting with kindness. His team knew it them moment the poor man was just talking about you to them. Because for seconds he swore he saw you there in front of him.

He pushed them off, running out to the alley of the bar. His breathing started to become uneven. His was dizzy, too dizzy for his own good.

He knelt down, his hands on his thighs. Silent cried came from him. He wiped the tears and sat down.

It was nothing but a mistake, if only he would convince you he didn't mean to kiss them.

But this was too much for him. He stood up, barely balancing on his feet. "r/n?" he looked in front of him. "liebling, I am sorry..please..please tell me you saw how they kissed me." he begged at the air, approaching the figure.

It was the alcohol that was making him see things.

And after much struggle, the team found him. He was staring at the road.

"C'mon, you have to get to your partner." a friend said, all he did was push them off.

He started to get aggressive, his pushes becoming punches. It took all of them to put him to the ground. They knocked him down and he felt at peace, his body finding a new pain to cure.

And as his face rested on cold ground, he cried once more. "I love r/n...I love them."

"we know..." his mates finally calming him down..."please tell them I love them." his voice now soft

Should've never let you go, my baby

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A/n: ok so this might've not been the best..but at least it was something..also happy GP weekend!

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