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siredtosturniolos · 2 months

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house of mirrors

paring: chris sturniolo x reader

summary: halloween was without a doubt your favorite holiday, always seeking the thrill that comes with being scared. you find yourself going to the house of mirrors by yourself, but you never were truly alone, were you?

warnings: smut! sex w a stranger, mask kink if you squint. (heavily inspired by haunting adeline! a great dark romance book if you’re into that btw)

authors note!: guys this is my first like, fr smut so pls lmk how it is!! (also im new to tumblr and i can’t respond to comments on posts like what???) also hopefully this is proof read enough i kinda gave up lol

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it was october 31st, your favorite time of the year which means your favorite halloween carnival had made its way back to santa monica blvd.

the west hollywood halloween carnival.

it was a tradition for you and your friends to attend every year, and you were typically the first to enter any frightening experience. you love the thrill of being scared, the thrill of not knowing what’s coming next and perhaps you liked it a little too much.

the silent gasps or he pressing of your thighs, was often how you spent your day during these experiences. especially anytime someone with a ghostface mask came in your line of sight

you and your friends had spent hours at the carnival attending various activities and shows having a good time. they had definitely stepped up their game from last year leaving you wanting more.

you see a sign, pointing in the direction of a haunted house of mirrors. quickly expressing to your friends do you wanted to go but they had had enough.

“you’re crazy if you think I’m gonna go through that.” one of your friends spoke, the others nod in agreement

You shrugged. “well i’m going, so i guess i’ll catch up with you guys later.”

“‘kay, be careful and have fun! we will be at the apple cider stand.” one of your friends offered with a smile, before you parted ways.

you kept walking in the direction of the house of mirrors, finding that it became less and less populated as you walked. it was on the edge of the carnival grounds, almost secluded, and you finally found it and saw that there was no one standing at the entrance, allowing yourself to slip inside wordlessly.

you didn’t know what to expect, but you were shocked seeing the mirrors surrounded by black painted walls with a slight red hue from the ceiling from the led lights. cob webs and fake spiders decorated the ceiling.

before you step in any further, you check the time cursing to yourself as you realize the fair is supposed to close in just over an hour.

mazes were one of your favorite things, and you were upset slightly that you had to rush due to not wanting to be stuck here after hours.

it takes all of five minutes before you’re lost, you keep your hands out in front of you preventing you from running face first into one of the mirrors. the feeling sunk in and your heart rate started pumping irradically, your breathing uneven with excitement.

you knew you weren’t alone, as this was supposed to be a haunted house of mirrors, desperately waiting for any signs of life as you knew someone would pop out to scare you soon.

in the distance, you hear a faint shuffling of feet, and you couldn’t help but grin yourself. you just hoped the mirrors wouldn’t ruin the ruin the scare as you quickly glanced around in all directions, trying to spot somebody.

you almost fall face first into a mirror, but you’re quickly distracted as you hear a chuckle. your head snaps up at the sound, your adrenaline spikes quickly pumping the chemical into your heart, and kicking up the speed further.

finding your way past the mirror that almost gave you a nose job you begin walking again.

“why aren’t you a pretty little thing?” a deep husky voice whispered, that seemed to have come from every direction of the room you were in. your limbs freeze, not sure if you were hearing or if it actually was whispered to you.

you keep charging forward, determined to figure your way out before whoever it was in here could actually mess with you.

“where are you going pretty girl?” your jaw drops in shock and a sinister chuckle echoes making your skin scatter with goosebumps from the tone of voice you had heard.

maybe if you keep quiet, he won’t be able to find you in this dark lighting. you quickly resume walking up until your speedwalking through the tricky gaze of the mirrors. you have no idea how far you are, but you’re unsure if you’ve even made it halfway through.

suddenly a tall figure in reflecting across the mirrors, dressed in all black with a ghost mask face on his head. you gasp at the sight, thighs clenching instantly. you begin whipping around just to find more of his reflection as he’s not behind you, but he’s somewhere close.

“stop it!” you bite out, your chest heaving. he doesn’t answer and you’re caught in a whirlwind, my body moving in in circles, desperate to figure your way out and away from him.

“you come here alone?” the man asked as his reflection as he resumed walking.

you swallow nervously, “obviously.” you whisper, still searching for where he is. it feels like you shouldn’t have said that.

“no one here to save you.” he teases you, crossing his arms across his chest as he halts his actions.

your eyebrows raised instantly, “why the hell would I need to be saved? are you going to hurt me?” you incredulously asked, getting another chuckle out of the man.

“no,” he instantly replies before his reflection is completely taken away you spin in circles, trying to see if he’s approaching you. you were bound to throw up due to the amount of spinning you had done tonight.

hi figure suddenly comes back to the mirrors, now missing his shirt and your cheeks flushed at the delicious sight surrounding you.

“i’m going to ruin you.” you take a hesitant step backwards, nearly bumping into a mirror and watching him intently.

his image moves, his body walking in a different direction. is he coming closer? it’s too hard to see, the adrenaline in your system rising to dangerous levels kept you on your toes.

he’s scaring you.

“run,” he growls “if i find you, i fuck you.”

And you instantly sprained into action, running with your hands slightly extended, bumping into mirrors as you make your way through the maze. after a few minutes, you’re already out of breath the adrenaline and fear are getting to you. your chest is constricted too tight.

you couldn’t help but be turned on as you realize you’re lost and trapped with a stranger, who’s actively promising something if he catches you. chest pumping you wait for him to find you there’s no chance you can outrun him, as he works here and knows the maze like the back of his hand.

breath suddenly tickles your ear, sending chills down your spine. you clench your eyes shut at the feeling of his hot body pressing into your back. he keeps his hands to himself for now, but you know that won’t last much longer.

“i’ll scream.” you threaten through a broken whisper. you watch in bewilderment as he slowly lifts his hand and takes off his mask. he was painfully gorgeous. longer brunette hair with piercing blue eyes, perfectly plump, pink lips pouting slightly as he stared back at your reflection.

maybe i can scream for different reasons you thought to yourself.

you quickly turn around to get a real look at him, that isn’t a reflection for the first time tonight. he’s instantly leaning forward and capturing your lips between his the second you turned to face him.

you were fighting with yourself, unsure if you really wanted to hook up with this really hot stranger in the middle of a mirror maze. testing the waters, you bite down on his bottom lip, a deep groan swirls through your mouth, urging you to bite harder.

he tastes like cherry soda. you can’t help but let a low moan slip past your lips at the taste, not expecting something so delicious. you slightly start to back away as you realize how crazy this is, and his palm reaches up to wrap around the back of your head, his fingers tangling in your hair and pulling you impossibly closer.

you suck his bottom lip into your mouth, lost in the taste of him, lost in the weight of his lips on yours. realizing what you’re doing you release his lip from your teeth, and attempt to pull away again.

he doesn’t let you let go and instead sucks your bottom lip into his mouth. he let his teeth painfully nip at your lip, causing you gasp at the sensation, granting him access and allowing him to explore your mouth.

your pussy responds instantly, throbbing from the feel of his tongue. an involuntary moan escapes as his tongue traced yours, and his kiss turns fierce. you’re running out of air so you have to harshly push yourself away from him and stumble back into the mirror behind you, sucking in several deep breaths, your cheeks suddenly trapped between his large hands.

“give me those fucking lips.” he spits before, forcing his tongue back into your mouth. the kiss was so heated you could feel sweat form at your hairline. your hands travel between your bodies, slowly going up his stomach to a firm chest. you roughly push him away, your lips separating with a audible smack.

“stop,” you begged, foggy and confused from the lack of air.

“what did i say?” he demanded harshly, quickly evading your personal space yet again.

“if i catch you, i fuck you.” he repeats slowly as he leans against the mirror behind you looking down on you, “i know you want this, you’ve been watching me all night, baby.” your breath hitches at his words, remembering all the times you had seen him earlier in the day. you had assumed it was several people, as ghost face was a popular character.

your mouth opens, but the words are slow to tumble past your lips, “you aren’t fucking me in here.”

“why not baby? you afraid i’ll fuck you better than you’ve ever had before?” he asked, placing a wet kiss to your neck, making you shudder with pleasure.

with the way he was acting and speaking, you knew you were going to cave soon. this was just out of your realm so you weren’t sure if this is really something you should do.

“i’ll stop if you really want me too, but from the way your body is reacting to me,” he grins down at you, wedging a thigh between your legs and pressing slightly making your hips buck in an desperate need of attention. “you want this more than you think you do.”

you both stand in silence for a few moments before his long fingers latch onto the zipper of your hoodie, slowly pulling it down. the material parting at a painful pace, and the sound of metal teeth separating seems deafening compared to the silence you were just in.

drake said something about you only live once right? fuck it.

“don’t torture me.” you spit out, your anger flashing from his deliberately, slow pace. a wicked smile flashes onto his face at your desperate tone of voice.

“but that’s exactly what I plan to do to you.” he, he replies, goosebumps rise on your skin once again as begins to brought up your shirt, wanting you to take it off, and i’m reminded suddenly that we are not alone.

“someone could come in here.” you whisper, your voice on the verge of cracking.

the man shakes his head briefly, “It’s just us baby you don’t have to worry about it.”

“i don’t even know your name.” you carry on in order to distract him buying yourself time to recollect your thoughts and process what’s about to happen.

“chris.” he replied instantly, his gaze zoned in on the exposed skin of your lower stomach as he lifted the shirt, higher and higher. finally, the shirt is gone and he leans back towards you, letting his hands drift up your stomach and cup your breast.

he squeezes your breast nearly to the point of pain, before he lowered his head to place a soft kiss to your left nipple, “if we had more time, i would fuck these.” he promises before releasing them and moving his hands to the buttons of your jeans.

this is wrong, so very wrong, but you can’t find it in yourself to stop him from unzipping your jeans, or even when he hooked his thumbs on either side and pulling them down

he helps you out of your shoes and then slips the jeans free, leaving you in nothing but your black and orange lacy thong. chris’ eyes light up upon seeing them, tracing the delicate silk before snapping the band against your skin.

“my favorite color is orange.” he mumbles, biting his bottom lip.

“you have to undress too.” you insist, not liking the feeling of being so exposed what he still had his jeans and shoes on. he smirks down at you and jesters for you to have at it. you undressed him slowly wanting to tease him the way he’s been teasing you all night.

you nearly choke on the air when you pulled down his pants and underwear, finally resting your eyes on his hard cock. without a doubt he was bigger than you’d ever had.

he pulls you in for another erratic kiss, full of teeth clashing and spit being exchanged. the energy between you both is as rising, as you both drink from each other, lust and sparks of fire heavy in the air. as your tongues fight for dominance, his hands slip around your waist and lifts you effortlessly. you wrap your legs around his trim waist just as you feel the cool glass press against your back as he had suddenly moved you backwards.

he quickly grasped your thong, effortlessly ripping the thin fabric from your hips shocking you. you detach yourself from his mouth and look at him in shock. e ignores your look and positions the head of his cock at your entrance.

“spread your pussy for me, baby.” he orders you though gritted teeth. you couldn’t help but feel a rush of arousal see from your core. a deep red flush stains your chest as you spread your legs further apart. his hands tightens on your hips almost painfully, and you can’t help but hope to wake up with fingerprint bruises left to remind you of this night.

you trailed a hand down your stomach, slowly spreading your lips apart, hissing as the gust of air is now penetrating your exposed sex.

“don’t even think of moving your hands.” he threatens, a second before he’s pulling you down on his dick.

you gasp, your free hand flying to his chest so you can push him off, he’s too much stretching you wider than you’d ever been. you whimper from the stretch, the slight burn, as you can feel his girth slide between your fingers as begins to slightly thrust deeper.

“t-too much!” you whine out, your back arching as he inches his way inside of you.

he brings a hand to your clit, rubbing it rapidly making you back arch further as he continues to work himself inside of you. he finally bottoms out and barely gives me any time to adjust, but the pain is morphing into something far more pleasurable and breathtaking. he slides out and pushes in quickly, a low moan rattling through his chest.

your body feels impossibly full, the sensation driving you wild. your a whining mess, clenching down tightly only encouraging chris to move faster.

he pulls out to the tip and then he slams his entire inside of you. here’s no doubt you could see him bulging in your stomach.

“chris!” you screamed, struggling to keep your hand exactly where he wanted it.

“fuck I can barely fucking fit.” he groans and you can’t help but agree. it must be why it feels like you’re getting torn in half.

he braces himself against the mirror, his body is consumed with the pleasure. shockwaves of pleasure scatter throughout your body as he quickens his pace, roughly fucking you against the mirror while loud noises you’ve never made fall from your lips.

the pleasure is blinding in the feeling of him, sliding in and out between your fingers, only helping to build the pit of your stomach begging to be released.

“i want you to watch the way i fuck you.” chris demands, roughly smacking your clit. it takes everything in you to peel your eyes open and sweep them over the mirror’s surrounding you.

several different mirrored images are staring back at you, being able to see the way his ass clenches as he fills you to the brim, his back muscles tensing, and how good his arms look from supporting your weight.

eventually, your eyes find their way back to his face, a sexy smirk placed on his lips. he leans in close, allowing his lips to barely brushing yours, as he watches you slowly come apart at the seams.

“tell me baby, have you ever been fucked this good?”

you bite your lip and shake your head, fighting the urge to close your eyes as the pleasures starting to become too much. he’s not oblivious to this though, as he changes the position, sliding each arm underneath your knees, and hiking them up higher than they were before. he instantly hit that special spot deep inside of you, your legs begin to violently shake.

“oh my god.” you moan out, this time you can’t stop your eyes from rolling into the back of your head.

your stomach is tight and you know your orgasm is approaching, and you can’t help but wish this could last even longer than it had.

“you want to come all over my cock baby?” he darkly taunts, bringing a hand down to your clit again and rubbing expertly.

you nod your head frantically, but he wants words.

“say it.” he spits out, slowing his thrusts, knowing that you were so close to falling off that delicious edge

you let out a whine, “please let me come all over your cock.” out speak through gritted teeth, watching a triumphant smirk make its way onto chris’s face. his fast pace resumes, his dick fucking into you faster than before bringing you right back to that edge yet again.

“come for me baby, wanna feel you.” he groans into your ear and that was all you needed to hear for the band in your stomach to finally snap. you screamed his name as you came, your body convulsing and arching into his.

chris responds in his own moans and whimpers as he slams into you one last time painting your insides until it can no longer fit inside of you. you’re catching your breath as you feel your combined juices pour down your thighs as he slowly lowered your legs, slipping out of you.

chris is breathing heavily in front of you, his eyes dark as he watches his cum slip down your thighs, lifting a hand to scoop it up and offer it to you. you let your lips part and he places his fingers on your tongue, and you take the pleasure of swirling them around in your mouth, sucking harshly. he takes a deep breath as he pulls his fingers away.

wordlessly, chris helps you redress yourself minus your thong that he had decided to pocket once he had put his jeans on himself. zipping up your hoodie, you turn to face mirrors to see the damage your face had gone through. your mascara was smeared, your lipstick basically gone, and your lips were puffy from the brutal kissing.

as you’re doing your best to wipe up the mascara, chris comes up behind you and starts to run his fingers through your hair as it had been tangled from rubbing against the glass for so long.

“thank you.” you quietly speak, meeting his eyes in the mirror.

chris grin back at you, “that was really fun.” he replied, coming to stand beside you and lean against the mirror you were staring at.

you hummed agreement, “i hope you’re from here cause i’d really like to do that again.” he continued, surprising you as you figured this was just a one night stand type of thing, but it must not be to him.

quickly you exchange phone number’s and part ways with a dopey smile on your lips as you were slightly limping to go back towards your friends. checking the time you’re shocked to see that it’s an hour past closing, and your friends texted you saying they were waiting in the car.

you quickly make your way out to the parking lot not missing chris, who was standing by the entrance with a few other team members as they were all staring at you as you made your way towards your friends car.

“where the fuck have you been!?” your friend instantly demands the second you open the door and slip into the passenger seat.

you offer a shy smile, “i got lost.”

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sabrinashrts · 4 months

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under the mistletoe

parings : isaac garcia x fem!reader

warnings : none really just kissing

Its the day of the Christmas party and you are so excited but first you have to go to school. You got ready and packed candy canes to give out to people at your school. About ten minutes later you were now at school you saw one of your friends Isaac. You went up to him “Candy cane for you”

He smiled “Thanks” you guys were walking the halls together everyone thought you two were together most of the time but you guys were just good friends but Isaac on the other hand would have loved that he’s always liked you but you seem to never notice.

“You going to the Christmas party?” He asks you were busy handed out candy canes but still heard him “Hell yeah! Also I heard there’s gonna be a photo both and we should take some together!” He nodded “Yeah sure” you handed out the last candy cane “God I love Christmas… well I’ll see you tonight bye!” You said as you walked to your class.

It was partner time in math class and you were talking with your friend Jackie trying to convince her to go “Okay come on! Please go.. Cole is going..” she laughed softly “There’s nothing going on between me and Cole!” You knew she was lying “Whatever you say but please go this is my dream! I love Christmas and it won’t be the same without you there”

“Well I have nothing to wear!” She says you smirked at her “Have you seen my closet? I’ll lend you something” Jackie sighed as she smiled looking away “Fine” you clapped your hands softly happy she was gonna go. Later on it was finally time Jackie came over to your house trying to find a good outfit.

You picked for her “This would look good on you!” She tried it on and liked it “Okay.. I’ll wear it what about you!” You grabbed an outfit from your closet. “This! My mom got it for me” it was a Santa dress and it came with a Santa hat to. “Oh my god y/n.. your really into the Christmas spirit” Jackie said you smirked and went into your bathroom too chnage you also grabbed some black high-heel boots.

Thirty minutes passed and you finally came out with the outfit and your hair done a little bit of makeup “What do you think!” Jackie sighed “Finally you’re done! And you look amazing” Jackie said with a big smile you thanked her “Let’s go! My mom’s gonna take us”

Jackie nodded and you guys finally left your mom drove you there you guys made it there in ten minutes and it was a big house you thanked your mom and so did Jackie you guys got out the car and your mom drove off saying bye. You looked at the house it had lights flashing and Christmas decorations everywhere “I’m so excited! I been waiting for this all month! Come on” you grabbed Jackie’s hand and you went inside the house.

You guys went inside and it was crazy people were drinking and dancing with music blasting you guys obviously went to go get a drink first in the kitchen just then Cole came up to you guys “Hey Jackie. You look good” he said. You knew he liked Jackie from the start you took a sip of your drink “Hey Cole have you seen Isaac?”

“He’s in the back” you nodded “I’m gonna leave you two to talk” Jackie gave you a look but you smiled at her and just went to the back of house. There was many more people out there you the saw Isaac talking to one of his friends “Isaac!” You said walking up to him. He turned around “You look amazing oh my god” you smiled softly “Thank you! So do you!”

It was quiet for five seconds but you remembered “Oh my god look the photo shoot! Come on!” You grabbed his hand and led him into the photo shoot you guys put your drinks down and you clicked the button to take the photos. You guys did your thing. You were gonna get out to check the photos but Isaac grabbed your hand “Hey wait… I need to tell you something”

You sat back down confused but listened anyway “Yeah.. what is it?” He sighed “I never thought I’d say this but with you I felt different.” You made full eye contact with him.

“Y/n.. I have feelings for you and I just need to get that off my chest! You’re an amazing person and very sweet and you’re so beautiful..” you smiled at him you never knew Isaac would say that to you. “You like me…?” You said and he nodded “More than anything…”

You looked up for a second just I see a mistletoe you looked back at him and he was ready. So you went for it and kissed him and he kissed you back it for two minutes and you pulled away. “So.. do you like me?” He said you laughed softly “I just made out with you of course I like you” he rolled his eyes “Okay..”

You grabbed his hand once again “Let’s look at the pictures we took!” You guys looked at them laughing.

best. christmas. party. ever….

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nnnyxie · 4 months

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a what santa?

we all know he has never had a normal childhood. so why not bring him to the mall for a taste of it? (todoroki shoto)

warnings; none

sfw, gender neutral

“so, what christmas traditions did you guys have as kids?” uraraka asked. everyone sat around in a circle with snacks in the middle, christmas music played in the background as well.

“my mom used to take me and kacchan to see zoo lights when we were small! he loved the lions!” izuku exclaimed, making bakugo grumble in slight embarrassment. “oh how lovely! my family and i went to balls! they were always beautiful and luxurious!” yaomomo said fondly— everyone had mixed reactions. they always forgot how rich she was.

“what about you?” uraraka asked you, she noticed you’d been quiet most of the night— not really talking with unless you were specifically spoken to. “oh— well… we used to go see mall santas. i’d wait forever in those lines…” you smiled a little, recalling how you and your older sister would jump up and down in the line— excited to see ‘santa’. “a… mall santa…?” todoroki cocked his head to the side, he looked both disturbed and confused.

everyone looked at him— shocked that he didn’t know what a ‘mall santa’ was. i mean— even your other ‘rich’ classmates knew. hell— even tokoyami knew! and you were sure he grew up with stories of krampus rather than santa. “roki how— how do you not know what a mall santa is?” sero’s voice held a tone of pity. “well… i hadn’t gone to a mall until i started UA… so…” todoroki suddenly felt embarrassed, and he shrinked into himself.

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“hey, shoto?” you tapped his shoulder. “hm? oh, hi.” “i’m sorry if i embarrassed you last night at the hang out,” todoroki gave you a look of confusion— you hadn’t embarrassed him at all. if anything, he felt as if he embarrassed himself. “you didn’t— so don’t apologize. i did that to myself…” he looked at the ground with red ears. “well uhm… would you like to… maybe… see a mall santa…?” you nervously asked, chewing on the inside of your cheek.

“wh— really?” he looked up, his eyes were wide with excitement. “yeah… uhm— the mall’s santa actually opened up a bit ago, so— i thought that maybe… we could go and you could experience it… since you weren’t able to as a kid.” todoroki gave a small smile, “that’d be nice.”

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“you ready?” you asked todoroki as he walked into the common area. he gave a nod as he adjusted the collar of his shirt.

the mall was surprisingly tame— considering it was a sunday afternoon. the only busy place was the small ‘santa’s work shop’ area— kids were lined up with their parents, some danced in excitement.

“so… what exactly do we do?” todoroki fiddled with the hem of his shirt, he was very clearly nervous— all because of a mall santa. it was kinda cute, to be honest!!

“well, we wait in line. once we get up there, we can take a picture or two and then some kids tell him what gifts they want.” todoroki nodded, he found the idea of it all to be amusing. “i thought lots of children wanted to see him. why aren’t there a lot?” “hm… i think it’s cause it’s sunday. i dunno… it’s the last relaxing day before some parents jobs’ so they probably just wanna stay home.” he nodded again, this time confused at the thought of someone having a ‘relaxing day’.

again, he’s never had a ‘normal’ childhood. his dad never really took off ‘relaxing days’. the only time he was ever off was when he’d train shoto.

the line grew shorter and then you both were next in line. you’d gotten odd looks from parents, children, and even workers.

“ah merry christmas… kids…” the santa said awkwardly, and he gave his best smile. “hello, it’s nice to meet you. this is my first time.” todoroki spoke, he was always honest. “oh my! well son, what would you like for christmas?” the man did his best santa voice, now feeling bad for todoroki. “uhm… a cat would be nice,” the santa laughed— as well as you. “we can try our best! do you have a second option?” todoroki looked over to you. “uh…” he leaned in and whispered to santa— who had a wide grin on his face. “i’m sure you could do that yourself, kid.”

after taking pictures with the santa, you both decided to grab hot chocolate from one of the mall drink stalls. “soo what was the second thing you asked?” you ‘hated’ that he whispered it— only because you’re a nosy person. “well… i asked if he could help with a date.” you gasped, very surprised at todoroki. “what!? with who!?” he blushed— and his eyes kept switching from yours to the floor. “you…” his left side flared a bit— you could see small sparks of fire coming from his finger tips and cheek. “let’s make this a date then,” you gave him a smile— which made the entirety of the left side of his face flare. “i would enjoy that.”

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when you both came back to the dorms, it was late— only because, after the mall he took you out to dinner. which you offered to pay for but, he took your wallet away before you could.

“i had a very nice time, shoto.”

“i did as well.”

you both stood there for a few seconds— not knowing what else to say.

but then, you quickly pecked his cheek.

“goodnight!” you yelled— running to the staircases and to your room.

sorry i posted so late!! i’ve been super busy today!!

better late than never tho!!

be sure to follow along lynx’s christmas event!!

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mountttmase · 5 months

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A Mountain To Climb

The Christmas Special

Part One

Note - Merry early Christmas. This is a little different to what I’ve done before but it all leads up to part two that I’ll post in a week. Hope you all enjoy 🤍

Pairing - Mason Mount × Reader

Word count - n/a

Warnings - fluff

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masonmount Happy 3rd anniversary baby. So lucky to still get to do dinner and a movie with you 🩷

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y/n happy anniversary 🥺 the loml I swear

masonmount many more to come 😘

declanrice they grow up so fast. Proud of you son

masonmount thanks dad

Freyaaaaxo I still remember being on the phone to missy just before you picked her up for your first date. Time flies 🥺

masonmount wouldn’t be here without you Frey 🩷

y/n my wing woman ❤️‍🔥

benchilwell you used to carry me around like that

masonmount I still got you bro 😘

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y/n Life lately

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masonmount ☹️❤️‍🩹

y/n need a cuddle

masonmount on my way 🦸🏻‍♂️

woody_ smile might be good

y/n nothing to smile about in my life

declanrice stop drinking leaf water you’ll feel better

y/n it’s peppermint tea you uncultured swine

Freyaaaaxo Parker watching the game with you at home is so precious to me 😩

y/n he’s a good boy 🥺 I’m glad you enjoyed the game and my ticket didn’t go to waste 🩷

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masonmount Good things are happening people. Thank you for sticking by us and stay tuned 👹

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y/n 🤭😉

masonmount 🤫😘

lukeshaw23 🤷🏼

rasmus.hoejlund good game today bro 🤜🏻🤛🏻

masonmount ⭐️👦🏼

lisandromartinezzz brother ♥️

masonmount miss you out there man ♥️

kobbie Money Mase 💰

masonmount parter in crime 🤝🏼

lukeshaw23 god you look good in red

masonmount 🤭

y/n

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y/n Parker is so excited to let you know he’s about to become a big brother 💛

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masonmount mumma 🩷

y/n daddy 😏

Freyaaaaxo Parker will be the bestiest big brother I just know it 🥺 congrats guys, how did we end up here 🥹

Y/n anntie Frey 🩷 and no idea, but I’m so thankful to have had you right next to me for the journey 🥰

sophiaaemelia STOP IT RIGHT NOW?!?!? Girl you’re GLOWING 😍 Congratulations you two, you’re gonna be the most perfect parents ever 🤍 miss you xx

y/n Soph 🥹 we miss you too. When bubba is here you must come for a cuddle ☺️

sophiaaemelia it’s a date. I can’t think of anything I’d want to do more 😘

kaihavetz29 I’m coming too 😌

masonmount of course you are 🙄

laurenfryer_ a bestie for Jude 🥺 congratulations guys this is so exciting 🩷 if you need any tips let me know

y/n calling you right nowwwwww

jazbenham we’re all honestly so excited to meet the new addition 🥺 but I think summer is the most excited out of all of us 😂

y/n bless her 🥹 it’s a big deal being a big cousin but we can’t wait for you all to meet them 🩷

masonmount

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masonmount don’t be fooled, she just had a really big lunch

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y/n thanks Mase 🙄

masonmount ily 😘

declanrice let that bun cook 😤

masonmount oh it’s cooking 🧑🏻‍🍳 did you know they’re currently the size of a pineapple

y/n feels more like a bowling ball

benchilwell I’m gonna be an uncle 🥹

woody_ I’m gonna be the favourite uncle 🥹

lew.mount get in line you two

kaihavetz29 well how has this happened then. Congrats you guys ♥️

masonmount thanks bro! I’ll tell you later 😉

reecejames my boys turning into a man 🥹 forever proud of you

masonmount proud of you bro!

y/n

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y/n A whole week of you, George 🤍 Merry Christmas everyone and thank you Santa for the most precious gift of all. We’re both so full of love for you 🥰

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masonmount that’s my boy 🩷🥺

y/n we love you sm 😘

Freyaaaaxo LOOK AT THAT CHUNKY BOY 😍 the most beautiful baby I’ve ever seen 🙊 can’t even begin to tell you how excited I am and how PROUD I am of you and Mase. Georgie is so lucky to have you guys 🩷

y/n I’m too hormonal for this Freya but we all love you so much you have no idea 😭🩷

benchilwell congratulations guys 🤍 mason looks like a natural already

y/n another thing he can do perfectly 🙄

sophiaameila what a beautiful baby 🤍 so happy for you all and I can’t wait for cuddles 😭

y/n George and Parker can’t wait!

anouskasantos a new bestie for Reign 😌 he’s beautiful babe congratulations

y/n I sense some play dates incoming 😉

masonmount

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masonmount To the love of my life, and the little boy that made me a dad. I’m so in awe of both of you and all the new things we’re learning together 🤍

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Y/n the kindness and patience you’ve shown us over this week is more than I could ever ask for. You’re the best dad in the word and we’re so lucky to have you 🩷

masonmount my absolute world 🌏💘

declanrice congrats brother!

masonmount uncle dec 🤍

woody_ Parker 😩 (also George 🥺)

masonmount he’s taking his protector role very seriously

manchesterunited a new red ♥️ got the shirt being printed as we speak. Congratulations Mase and y/n!

masonmount thanks all!

lew.mount the baby’s had a baby 🥺♥️ he’s perfect congratulations the pair of you I can’t wait to see him

masonmount soon bro 🤍

benchilwell mini Mase 😭 congratulations I’m so proud and happy for the pair of you

masonmount brother ♥️

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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For the Christmas elves! Maybe Santa uses magic and makes them bigger as their gift 😏

hello baby, I'm sorry this took a while, and I've also combined another request with this one. I hope you like it!

summary - santa gives both you and the elves a gift, making them human-sized and letting them use you through a glory hole.

warning - smut, degrading, glory hole, swearing, slut and whore used, overstimulation, voyeurism, creampie, fingering, oral sex, pussyjob, exhibitionism, cuckolding, polyamorous

18+ only please, the gif and header I use aren't mine.

You didn’t know what you were in for when you woke up that morning. You blindly followed your husband to a room with a hole in the wall, listening to him as he told you to strip and lie down. He kissed your lips softly before walking out of the room to the other side, where the tiny men lined up, anxiously waiting. “Are you guys ready?” They nod, buzzing with excitement, Ari waves his hand, and the magic begins. Each tiny elf begins to grow, becoming larger and larger until they are as nearly as tall as their boss. They all look at each other.

“Damn, you guys are even uglier when bigger.” Lee huffs, scowling at each of them.

“Shut up, fatso. You aren’t no beauty either.” Ransom grumbles. His eyes moved down his body, having not been this large for a long time. Steve stumbles forward, giggling and bringing Ransom into a little hug, which causes Ransom’s eyes to widen. “What the hell are you doing?”

“We’re even cuter now!” Steve giggles, looking around at everyone in wonder. “I’m so happy!”

Ari clears his throat, gaining their attention again and missing the elves as they were easier to handle. “Alright, Y/n is ready for you guys. All you have to do is get in a line and decide who goes first.” He walks out of the room, groaning when the chaos begins, all the men pushing each other, swearing and hitting one another, and while everyone is preoccupied, Steve manages to get to the front. Ari enters the room you were in, sitting in a chair in front of you. “Hey, honey. You going to be good for the elves?” You nod, whimpering when you feel something touch your puffy clit.

Steve giggles, rubbing and flicking it before his fingers slide in, curling into you as they thrust in and out. “Is so soft and warm!” The other men grumble, anxiously waiting their turn as they watch Steve take you apart with his fingers. “Feel good?” You whimper, nodding as your eyes roll to the back of your head. A soft slap makes you look up and see your husband looking down at you with a raised brow. You quickly reply to Steve with a moaned ‘yes’, begging him to pick up the pace, needing to feel him more. Steve stares with wonder as he fills you repeatedly with his thick fingers, loving that he can bring you apart instead of it being the other way around. His thumb connects with your puffy clit, curling his fingers a certain way as you scream, your head is thrown back, and your back arches as your cream coats him. Steve slowly pulls them out and sticks them in his mouth, giggling at your taste.

He’s pushed aside by Jake, who quickly kneels and devours your sopping cunt. Not wasting a second before licking and sucking the juices that leak from your tight hole, leading up to your sensitive puffy clit, and sucking it into his mouth, his eyes roll to the back of his head as your arousal enters his mouth. “So sweet!” You moan, gripping Ari’s hands as Jake takes you apart, feeling your mind go numb as his tongue slithers inside you, thrusting into you, fucking you. You scream, your walls clenching around his tongue as he devours you, taking you apart with only his tongue, wondering how they could feel so good. The others palm their growing bulges, watching your legs quiver as Jake sucks your swollen clit. Your back arches as you cum, coating his face with your arousal. “Mmm, so good.” He stands, licking his lips and sucking your juices off his face and fingers.

Johnny pushes him out of the way, quickly releasing his cock and sliding his tip and throbbing base between your puffy lips, his swollen tip hitting your overstimulated clit with each thrust. His eyes roll into the back of his head, never having felt something so amazing before as he rubs his cock and balls all over your wet cunt. “Damn, you feel so good. I will mark you with my seed, paint you all pretty.” His pace picks up, and his head is thrown back as he uses you while his other hand quickly reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pair of your knickers, bringing it to his nose and sniffing, a loud groan falls from his lips, eyes rolling back at the feel and smell of you. Cum explodes from the both of you, your juices coat his thick cock, and his cream covers your little pussy.

Lee grumbles, pushing Johnny away as he rolls his eyes. He pulls out his thick member, stroking it as he lines it up with your throbbing hole before slowly going inside. His eyes roll back, and his head falls, groaning. “Fuck, you’re so fucking tight, you little fucking slut. I bet you like being used by men like a whore. It’s all your good for.” Your mouth falls open, and your nails dig into Ari as Lee stretches you out with his cock. He sets a brutal pace, gripping your hips as he slams into you, grunting as your walls clench around him, squeezing him. “All your good for is pleasure, serving us like the little cockwhore you are.” Lee thrusts harder and faster, his chubby belly covering his view of his thick cock, stretching you out. “You're going to cum for me, slut.” His hand comes down, rubbing your puffy clit as you squirt around him, your vision going blank as he fills you with cum.

Frank pushes him aside as the now large man excitedly steps forward, deciding to do something different. His hand comes down and spanks your puffy button, giggling as you squirm and moan. “Aww, you’re so sensitive! It’s so cute!” He pinches your clit, and squeals as your juices flow out, causing him to scoop it up with his fingers and suck on them, humming as he walks away. You sigh, sinking into Ari before a whimper escapes you.

Lloyd huffs. “You really thought it was over? There’s like three of us left.” He strokes his throbbing cock, lining it up with your used cunt and pushing in, beginning to thrust in and out of you with his hands gripping your hips. “I told you I could fuck her better.” Lloyd slams into you, groaning and swearing as your walls wrap tightly around him. “How the fuck are you still so tight after being split open constantly?” You squeal, feeling your vision go white as you are used, and fucked like you’re nothing, the thought causes your core to snap and your arousal to leak out, covering Lloyd. “Fuck! You fucking slut, cumming so fucking early.” He growls, slamming harder and faster into you before releasing thick amounts of his cum inside you.

Curtis is next, strolling up and shoving his thick fingers inside your used cunt. “I’d rather be using your mouth right now, but this is all I’ve got.” He curls them, thrusting them in and out as his thumb presses into your swollen clit, enjoying the squeals that escape you and how your legs shake from how intense the pleasure has become. “Such a little slut, you’re so fucking useless unless it’s this.” You shiver, feeling your juices squirt freely out, your cheeks heating up as the men degrade you over cumming so early.

Ransom steps up, rubbing his swollen head against your overstimulated cunt, slowly pushing inside your still-tight hole. A groan falls from his lips with how tight you still are and how wet your cunt is. Without anyone seeing, he strokes your hip softly as he slowly picks up the pace, thrusting into you more lovingly than anything. Ransom hears Lee and the other three shits snickering, so he begins to pound into you, feeling your walls spasm around his throbbing cock as your legs wrap around his waist, pulling him closer. He bites his lip, eyes fluttering closed as his balls tighten, pumping into you faster before exploding and filling you to the brim with his seed. Your juices coat his base, leaving a white ring around his cock.

Ari gently strokes your cheek before waving his hand. The elves turn back to tiny men, and you end up in your bed with your body feeling refreshed and taken care of.

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leveller-75 · 1 year

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This Christmas | H.S

A/N: quite a short one as I wrote this at like 4am but oh well x

WORD COUNT: 880

SUMMARY: Harry loves to spoil his wife and child, especially when it comes to Christmas.

layout inspired by @/watchmegetobsessed

MASTERLIST

“But wherever they go, and whatever happens to them on the way, in that enchanted place on the top of the Forest a little boy and his Bear will always be playing” Harry reads softly sending Ivy to sleep. You lean against the door frame with a slight smile on your face as you watch your husband place a soft kiss on your daughter's forehead, turning her lamp off. He slowly walks away from her bed hoping to not wake her as he presses a faint kiss to your cheek and lightly grabs your hand walking you to the living room.

“I’m quite sad this ends tomorrow” he murmurs, looking down at the two ‘magic’ elves you guys place around the house for your daughter to find in the morning.

“Maybe we can finally have a good sleep then,” you say teasing harry, laughing slightly at Harry's reaction.

“Yeah right.”

Although he would never admit it, he’s a sucker for Christmas and making sure everything is perfect. For the past 24 days, he’s set up the elves every night before going to bed just to sit and wonder if they are still in the same position he left them in and haven’t fallen. You both start setting up the two magic elves to make them sit on top of a huge present, holding a letter assigned to Ivy. Even though you wrote the letter it still warms your heart to see her get so excited over something so small. Smiling at your work, you stand up and turn the tree lights off along with the living room lights.

“Come on m’love, let's get you to bed,” Harry says, as he wraps his arm around your waist, walking to your bedroom

As soon as your head hit the pillow you were in deep sleep and probably onto your second dream of the night. The same goes for harry, as his light snores fill the room. Next thing you know you feel something bouncing on top of you both. Rubbing your eyes, you open them slowly letting them adjust to the light, seeing a small silhouette you immediately know it's Ivy.

Noticing them both waking up,

“Can we pleasee go open presents now!” Ivy quickly suggests as you hear harry mumble a reply.

“Give us five minutes lovie then you can go open all the presents you want”

Not even two minutes had passed before she asked again, you slightly sigh, still not fully awake, as you force yourself out of bed feeling Harry do the same. You see Ivy run out of your bedroom in the direction of the living room. You hear a loud gasp followed by “OMG SANTA’S CAME AND LEFT ME SO MANY PRESENTS”. You and harry both look at each other as he places a soft kiss on your lips, both making your way downstairs to see Ivy reading the note from the elves.

Seeing a slight disappointment on her face when she realizes they are leaving, she quickly gets distracted by the massive present they left behind for her followed by a huge pile of presents from Santa. You looked over to harry to see him smirking, knowing he had gone overboard and gotten too many presents per usual but after all it’s christmas.

You and harry both place yourselves on the settee, hearing a gasp every minute or so when Ivy opens her presents. Harry takes a few pictures on a polaroid camera, placing them in his pocket and saving them for memories. Harry then grabs a present from behind the settee and hands it over to you.

Carefully opening it, you immediately get greeted by multiple pictures of you and harry when you first met all the way up to your wedding and a note

‘From the first glimpse I had of you, I knew I had to marry you, and that's exactly what I did. I’m forever grateful to have you and our beautiful daughter in my life. Thank you for always believing in me and cheering me on from the crowd. I can’t wait to see what the future holds for our little family. Forever and always, your H x’

Tears start forming in your eyes as harry pulls you in for a hug.

“Check the bottom of the box” he whispered into your ears, pulling away from the hug

Hesitantly, you get to the bottom of the box to see the jewelry set you have always wanted. Quickly going in for another hug you whisper a quick thank you as you pass harry his gift. His head shoots up after opening his present. His old notebook he had lost that held all his lyrics and song ideas’ along with so many memories. The day he lost that notebook he was devastated. From the day you found that notebook you knew it was the best present you could get him this christmas.

“I know it's not a lot but I thought you would appreciate it..”You slightly become nervous as to what he thinks of it.

“How did you get this?! It’s the best present I could have ever wished for. Thank you so much”

“With a bit of help from Santa of course,” you smirk

“Merry christmas m’love”

“Merry christmas H”

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kuroosdarling · 1 year

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MERRY CHRISTMAS MY LOVE — ༉‧₊˚.

ft. kuroo tetsuro !

꒰ CONTENTS ꒱ : pregnancy, mentions of being pregnant, — wc : 1k

꒰ NOTES ꒱ : had to do a lil something for my husband for christmas hehe i love this lil fic !! he’s so dumb n cute :/ lol merry christmas to those who celebrate ! <3

“wait, open this.” you hand kuroo one last gift — one that was completely covered in cats wearing santa hats wrapping paper. he raises an eyebrow as he takes it, betrayal and distrust written all over his face.

“what happened to our three gift rule?” his hazel eyes narrow towards you, his thumb already catching on the tape as he discreetly tries to open it. “seems like this would be number four for me.”

“just shut up and open it already.” you roll your eyes. anticipation started bubbling up inside of you. would he be mad? is this what he wanted? is it the right time?

“yes ma’am.” kuroo starts to open the present, his long fingers tearing through the neatly wrapped gift before he gets to the box. he rips off the lid, peering down at the contents and grows very still. your heart nearly stops — not sure how to take his eerie, unnatural silence.

carefully, he reaches down and pulls out the tiniest onesie he’s ever seen, paired with the smallest mittens, socks and littlest hat. he looks up at you, clutching onto the soft fabric with shiny eyes and an unsure smile — one that lingers just beneath the surface because he's scared to let it out and be wrong.

“y-you’re.. y-…” kuroo took a breath, a thousand thoughts running through his head all condensing into 2 words that he couldn’t seem to get out of his mouth.

“wow, kuroo tetsuro speechless?” you tease, running your fingers through his hair as he continues being tongue tied. “now i’ve seen everything.”

“y-you’re pregnant?” he manages to spit out, a fire lit in his eyes as his smile slowly starts to spread across his face.

“yes.” he doesn’t wait another second before he scoops you into his arms as his body shakes with laughter, the sound filling the room before yours mixes into it.

overwhelmed with happiness, he pulls you in for a kiss. it starts with one peck, turning into another, turning into many. between each kiss, he’s babbling about how happy he is, how lucky he feels. each kiss you can feel his smile grow even wider.

“is this real?” he looks at you with little hearts in his eyes, absolutely over the moon that the family he always wanted was coming together. the one he'd dream about since you two first got together. all the late nights he’d spend just wishing for you guys to finally get to this point one day. but he never wanted to push, he was willing to wait as long as he needed to. but the wait was over.

“absolutely.” you caress his cheek. he leans into the touch before another question fires off in his mind and immediately out of his mouth.

“how far along are you?” he pulls back to look into your eyes, his full attention on you.

“about 5 weeks.” you continue playing with his hair again, brushing the fringe from his eyes so you can savor the excitement that dances in them.

“5 weeks!” he laughs again. he nods as he does the math in his head, his movements slowing down as he puts it all together. “damn, so i knocked you up on my birthday?”

“you don’t have to say it like that.” you roll your eyes again, pulling your hands from him so you can cross your arms over your chest.

“no i didn’t-“ he pauses and lets out a breathy laugh. “i’m so happy. this is the best christmas gift— best birthday gift maybe — hell, just the best gift i’ve ever gotten. the fact you’re making my dreams come true, that we get to build this life, this family together, i’ve never been so happy in my life.”

he slowly uncrosses your arms so he can take your hand, placing it over his chest. his heartbeat is beating so quickly that if you hadn’t just given him life altering news, you’d be worried. but you’re absolutely positive yours beats in time with his. and soon, you’ll have another little heartbeat join yours.

“so, it’s okay i got you four gifts this year then?” you smile at him.

“i think i can let it slide.” he smirks, putting your hand down as he gently pushes you down on the couch so you’re laying back. he crawls over you, his head lining up with your stomach.

“what are you doing?” you ask, squirming under him.

“saying hello to our little baby.” he kisses your stomach, murmuring the sweetest coos as he welcomes the idea of your newest family member. “cant wait to meet you, peanut.”

“peanut?” you barely breath out, trying not to disrupt his moment.

“yeah, because they’re as big as a peanut right now.” he said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. he crawls upward, careful not to place any of his weight on you and leans down to give you a soft kiss before nuzzling his nose against yours. “you don’t like it?”

“no, it’s cute. our little peanut.” your hands weave their way through his hair again, tousling it up even more.

“our little peanut.” he repeats, filled with so much love and happiness he can hardly hold it all in.

normally, kuroo never placed much stock into christmas. it had always been a confusing and messy time for him. until he met you, it was just another day in december. and now you’ve completely turned it into a day of wonder, a day of happiness. one he always dreamed of but was too scared to ever wish for it.

the small part of him who always wanted a perfect christmas was growing, and he was so excited that he was going to be able to give his future child everything they ever wanted. and for you to be right by his side made it all better.

“merry christmas my love.” he sighs, leaning down to give you another soft kiss.

“merry christmas tetsu.”

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loganscroftersstash · 4 months

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GUYS HOLY FUCK THE NEW EPISODE

SPOILERS FOR THE NEWEST ASIDES BELOW!!!!!!!!

FIRST OFF THIS WAS THE FIRST PREMIERE FOR HIM I GOT TO ATTEND I WAS SO FUCKING HYPED OH MY GOD

THE INTRO SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HOW ITS DIFFERENT EACH TIME

THEY LOOK. SO GOOD!!!! i LOVE THE HAIR. THOMAS IS ROCKING THE FACIAL HAIR KM LOVING IT

LOGAN IS ORGANIZING?????? HES SO REAL.

JANUS. AND REMUS. HAVE. THEIR OWN. SPOTS.

CHAT DO YOU REALIZE WHAT THIS MEANS.

LOGANS SANTA HAT!!!!!!!!!!

love how remus and roman fucking hate each other

“it’s too light” patton WHAT

me and roman had the same reaction to that

THE FUCKING NEVER ENDING GIFT IS SO REAL

also i’d like to point out how janus’ card is parallel to virgil’s which signifies he is accepted into the group now ^

oh patton the air frier is so real

MR. FUZZY

oh.

typical remus behavior to be real

joann fabric store has me CACKLING

AND THE FACT VIRGIL REMEMBERS THAT LMAO

a newspaper.

even if it wasn’t just a newspaper poor logan i could feel the poor guy’s pain

can’t wait for him to go fucking insane

roman is so real i’d go wild abt money w my face on it too

THE SOCKS CONFIRMING THE CANONICITY OF JANUS’ FURTHER SNAKE LIKE TRAITS !!!!!!

virgil i love you but as the embodiment of anxiety why.

remus’s scream is wonderful as always

it wouldn’t be a tss video without logan losing his shit

i never talk about thomas and nico but i love them and they’re in love

thomas SAY IT PUSSY

also JANUS.

getting a BITCH SLAP.

and being DRUNK.

i love him.

i can’t wait

tldr i love sanders sides and i can’t wait for the season finale. i’m so excited oh my hod. i love my boys.

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #tss spoilers #sanders sides spoilers #logic sanders #logan sanders #virgil sanders #anxiety sanders #dark creativity sanders #remus sanders #roman sanders #creativity sanders #patton sanders #morality sanders #janus sanders #deceit sanders

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illicitlimerence-writes · 1 year

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santa's house | c. leclerc

pairing: charles leclerc x reader word count: 2.1k words (oops) request: nope prompt: character a works as a santa’s helper. character b has a small sibling/child. from this prompt list. not my prompts, credits to the person who created it!warnings: kids, uncle!charles, language maybe, idk what else. **text in italic is supposed to be in french lol** a/n: day 4! a little bit longer than yesterday but oh well, for some reason this one didn’t feel as long when i was writing it. REMINDER THAT MY REQUESTS ARE CLOSED, EVEN IF IT’S FOR THE SPECIAL. pls, i don’t want to close my askbox but if i keep getting i’ll have to turn it off.

my masterlist / 25 days of christmas masterlist

the job wasn’t the most luxurious ever, but it paid good, especially with the holiday craze.

working as one of santa’s elves at the local mall wasn’t exactly on her bucket list, but she needed the money. living in monaco as a student wasn’t easy nor cheap, and she couldn’t let any opportunity to make some extra cash escape.

thankfully, the lines were never too long, the people were understanding, and the children were the sweetest. since starting that job she’d learned a lot about patience, about being around a lot of kids at the same time, but most importantly, about keeping the children’s innocence and spark alive.

in the two weeks of working there she’d had to deal with every kind of kid, the excited ones, the ones that were slightly afraid of the idea of santa, little babies that was their first time meeting santa, and she remembered every single kid that she met.

she was sitting on santa’s chair, still wearing the green dress and striped tights, a red santa hat on her head. the actor playing santa had already called off for the night, but she had to wait until her flatmate finished her shift at one of the shops at the same mall so they could go home together. she was about to turn off the lights from santa’s house when she heard the now-familiar pitter patter of tiny feet on the polished floors.

“cha, hurry!” a little girl’s voice echoed through the walls and tall ceiling, she turned her head seeing a girl of about two or three years old running her way. her heart melted, this girl was probably the prettiest girl she’d ever seen. bright hazel eyes and hair, a gorgeous red dress with white tights on. behind her, a twenty-something brown-haired guy was rushing to her, trying to keep up with her tiny but fast legs.

“wait, darling. slow down,” he said, right as the girl tried to climb the small white picket fence surrounding what was supposed to be santa’s house. out of instinct, she hurried to help the girl.

“careful, honey, you could get hurt,” she said softly, opening the entrance to the house and helping the girl down.

“santa,” she frowned, looking around, her heart sunk in her stomach.

“santa’s gone for the night, darling,” she explained as the guy that came with the little girl walked to her, lifting her in his arms.

“sorry,” he said, hugging the girl tight, “don’t run off like dad, your parents won’t forgive me if something happens to you, and neither would i,” he told the girl, who leaned her head against his shoulder.

“santa,” the girl told him, lower lip sticking out in an adorable pout.

“santa’s house is open until six, you just missed him, i’m sorry,” she explained, a small smile on her face.

“hear that, lovie? we can come back tomorrow,” he said, but the girl shook her head.

“i want to see santa today,” she insisted.

“what’s your name, darling?” she asked the girl, she felt her heart squeezing at the sight of the girl being sad.

“cami,” she answered.

“that’s such a pretty name, cami. it’s so nice to meet you. listen, how about this, i can show you inside santa’s house, would you like that?” she offered, smiling sweetly at the girl. who nodded.

“he there?” cami asked, pointing to the house.

“no, honey, he had to go to the toy factory for the night, but he’ll be back tomorrow,” she explained, it wasn’t the first time she’d had to make up a story on the spot.

“cha, down,” cami said, and the guy holding her put her down, but held her hand. they followed her to the entrance of the house, it was simple, but still in theme. there were two cushioned chairs and a bench, a cabinet where she and the santa actor kept snacks, drinks and some make-up. thankfully, there were no costumes there.

“welcome to santa’s house in monaco,” she smiled as the girl looked around, the soft glow of the lights outside illuminating the inside.

“it’s small,” cami said, looking around and sitting on one of the chairs, the guy she called cha helped her up.

“yeah, he’s so busy, he doesn’t to spend too much time here, and every night he goes to sleep in the north pole, that’s why it’s small,” she explained, watching ‘cha’ with a smile on his face as he saw cami nod slowly, taking the new information in.

“he comes back?” she asked, too enthralled by everything around her.

“yeah, he’ll be back tomorrow.”

“cha, we come tomorrow?” she turned to cha, who nodded in return, pinching the little girl’s cheek lightly. “you’re here tomorrow?” she asked her.

“i will be right here, cami.” she nodded, smiling. she saw movement outside the house, seeing her flatmate waiting for her. “but right now it’s getting late, and i think we all should go home, but i’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?” she said, standing up from her spot and walking to the snack cabinet. she opened it and grabbed a cookie that she gave every kid that went to meet santa. she thought twice and grabbed another one, instead. “here you go, this is for you,” she handed her one of the cookies, one in the shape of a snowman. the girl’s eyes shined bright, making her smile. “and this one’s for cha,” she said, giving her one in the shape of a christmas tree.

“cha, cookies!” cami giggled, staring at the cookies longingly. “thank you,” she said.

“thank you, uh- my name is charles. that’s cami, camille.”

“nice to meet you, charles. i’m (y/n),” she smiled.

the next day, she lifted her head every time she heard a small child’s voice, hoping to see cami and charles walking her way. she tried to hide her disappointment, putting on her happy face and welcoming the kids. with about thirty minutes left, she’d already given up on seeing them that day, but the sweetest voice calling her name caught her attention.

she turned, seeing camille with charles trailing behind her. this time she wore a green dress. she waved at her, turning to sam, the guy playing santa.

“please be on your best behavior for this girl. she wanted to see santa last night but came too late.” she felt two hands wrap around her legs, she crouched in front of cami, “hi, cami, how are you?” she asked the girl, smiling at her and charles as she looked up at him. he smiled back.

“good. i see santa!” she pointed to the side.

“want to meet him? i already told him about you, he’s been waiting all day to meet you,” she smiled, getting a funny feeling in her stomach at the girl’s bright expression in her eyes.

“cha, come!” she grabbed charles’ hand and led him to santa.

she waved her hand goodbye at them, already knowing she was going to miss having cami around. she closed the curtains of the small windows of santa’s house, changing out of her costume inside the house. her flatmate had already gone home for the day, so she had to walk home by herself. she didn’t mind it, she liked having time to see her temporary home.

as she walked past an antique shop, she noticed a gorgeous snowglobe. the bottom was painted gold, and inside there was a carousel, and she was sure it worked because of the small lever on the side. she sighed, knowing that with the holidays the prize was sure to be way out of her budget.

“hey, hi-” she jumped a little letting out a curse word. charles noticed the switch in language, “i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to startle you.”

“no, it’s okay, i- i was too caught up in my thoughts,” she said, smiling at him. her head went down, looking for cami. “where’s-”

“with her parents,” he said, pointing to a shop across the street. a cozy coffee shop, cami sat with her parents in front of her.

“she’s your…”

“niece,” he answered, she nodded.

“i’m guessing you’re her favorite uncle?” she smiled, watching the way charles looked at her softly.

“i’d say so,” he chuckled, “her parents, my cousins, are really close to my age, so i’d say she’s my favorite, too. i love her to pieces.”

“cute,” she slipped out, feeling a light flush creeping on her cheeks.

“do you want to join us? i’m sure cami will be delighted to spend more time with you,” he asked, her gaze drifted from cami to him. “or if you’re busy or have plans i-”

“no, it’s… i-” she thought for a second, seeing his small smile and bright eyes, so similar to cami’s. “sure. a little while won’t hurt.”

her heart beat faster at the sight of his relieved smile, he offered her his arm, she slid her hand around it and walked to the coffee shop. as they entered she could see cami turning her head to see charles. her eyes widened and she clapped her hands as she spotted her.

she sat next to cami, with charles on her other side as he introduced her to his family.

conversation started flowing easily, with her helping cami eat her slice of cake as if she’d been doing it her whole life, it came natural to her.

charles smiled, knowing cami didn’t open up easily to people, and it was surprising and so nice to see her like that with her. his cousins made her feel welcome, asked her questions about herself, her job, her uni major. with every word she spoke charles found himself unable to look away.

he wanted to get to know her more. whoever managed to get cami out of her shell was someone worth knowing.

after almost two hours of talking and enjoying a nice evening, cami and her parents left, the little one having fallen asleep already. and charles insisted on driving her home, she’d said it was fine, that she was good just walking home, but had finally given up.

the car ride was filled with talk, asking questions that were a bit more personal, but both felt comfortable answering them. as she pointed to her building, charles felt a small ball of dread in his stomach. he didn’t want this to end.

“can i-” he said, sighing as he cut himself off. “i’d love to see you again,”

“oh,” she said, before a smile slowly crept on her face, “me too.” she admitted, feeling shy under his stare.

“um, is… that’s great,” he said, watching her nod. she nodded, too, tapping her fingers against her leg.

“here,” she handed him her phone, “put your number in. we can text and plan something,”

“yeah, i’d… i’d like that,” he said, typing his number and saving the contact as ‘cha’ with a bear emoji. he’d explained the bear necklace that cami had picked out for him as a birthday present, she had contained herself to avoid swooning audibly. he called his number so he could have hers as well.

“good. well, thank you for tonight. i really had a nice night, your family is so great and cami… she’s quite possibly the greatest toddler i’ve ever met. and trust me, i’ve met a lot,” she laughed.

“she is, the sweetest girl.”

after staring at each other for a few seconds, she jumped when they heard a car passing by, too fast to be within the speed limit.

“i should… go. i- i’ve got to work tomorrow.”

“yeah, of course. have a nice night, and… i’ll call you.”

“i’m looking forward to it,” she smiled, stepping out of the car.

he watched her close the door and walk to the front door of her building, and it took him one second to make up his mind. he stepped out and closed the door, calling her name.

“yeah?” she asked, watching him walk her way.

“i… i forgot something,” he said, feeling his hands getting clammy as he kept them behind his back.

“what is it?”

he leaned forward, brushing his lips against her cheek, placing one soft kiss there. her breathing hitched as she looked at him, a smile on her lips as he leaned back, heat rushing to her face.

as soon as she closed the door to her apartment she received a notification.

from cha🐻: sweet dreams.

she smiled, dropping down on the sofa and screaming into a pillow.

there was no way a man this perfect existed.

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coolerontheflipside · 1 year

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hiii!! do u write for neymar?? maybe a fluffy fic with baby davi?? maybe Christmas themed?? thank uuu!!!

a/n: hiii!! i do write for neymar and i’m so excited to actually write something. i’m sorry if this sucks and i am sorry if the translations are incorrect because i don’t really know how to speak spanish, so i just used google translate. anyways, i hope you enjoy!!

Christmas was undeniably you’re favorite time of the year, so it was obvious that you would go all out. From setting up the ultimate secret Santa to making you and Ney’s shared home the best decorated on the street, there was no denying that you did Christmas best.

It was Christmas Eve and it had been a tradition to open 1 present that night, ____.

“Papá, ¿puedo abrir un regalo ahora?” Davi asked his father, not being able to contain his excitement and the bright smile on his face. Sure, it was only 1 present, but it was so fun to do. (“dad, can i open a present now?”)

“esperar”, Neymar returned as he was walking from the kitchen to the living room, sitting beside y/n. (“hold on”)

“bien, ahora puedes!” Neymar said, discreetly filming Davi’s reaction on his phone. (“ok, now you can!”)

Neymar and y/n couldn’t help but smile as Davi’s excitement rubbed off on them as he looked at __.

“¡muchas gracias!” Devi beamed as he quickly got up to hug his dad, then you. (“thank you so much!”)

Even though you weren’t Devi’s biological mother, he treated you like you were and it melted Neymar’s heart to see 2 of the things he loved most, you and Devi.

Minutes pass and Devi is still amazed by his gift. How did you know that’s what he wanted? If this singular gift was this good, that could only mean the other gifts were just as good if not better, right? Devi got even more excited and couldn’t wait for tomorrow to come.

“ah, son las 10:00, sabes lo que significa..” Ney started and Devi looked up at him, knowing exactly what that meant..bedtime, the hardest part of Christmas Eve. (“oh, it’s 10:00, you know what that means..”)

Devi looked at Neymar and begged, “¿5 minutos mas?” hoping that Ney would oblige, but knowing that it wasn’t likely. (“5 more minutes?”)

“no, lo siento chico. Ahora, ve a tu habitación y estaré allí en un minuto para arroparte.” Ney replied as Devi walked to his room. (“nope, sorry kiddo. now, go to your room and i’ll be there in a minute to tuck you in.”)

You cleaned up the wrapping paper and did your skin care rountine as Ney tucked Devi in.

By the time you got out of the bathroom, Neymar was already in your shared bed with a smile on his face.

“what are you smiling at?” you question him, feeling your cheeks heat up.

“just admiring how beautiful you are, baby.” he responded as you climbed into the space beside him.

“whatever you say” you reply, kissing him goodnight and resting your head on his chest as his heartbeat lulled you to sleep..

a/n: i really hope you guys like this and please tell me what i can improve on since this is my first time writing a fan-fic (don’t be afraid to be brutally honest). thanks for your patience and thanks anon for the lovely request!!

Merry Christmas ❤️❤️

#neymar #neymar x reader #merry christmas #neymar fluff #neymar imagines #neymar one shot #slay girlboss #football imagine

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short-yandere-stories · 1 year

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Merry Christmas! I’ve been busy with some final exams and writing on the upcoming chapters of a long commission, but I figured I’d take some time for a short drabble or something as a little Christmas gift for you guys until I can properly get back into dealing with the requests.

So here we have some headcanons/drabbles of yandere Genshin Impact characters and how they would celebrate Christmas. There are so many characters so this is something I literally spun a character wheel for (rerolling the children) because I couldn’t decide on what characters to pick.

CW: Yandere (obviously), mentions of kidnapping, stalking, bondage, forced shows of affection (non-con affection), non-con kissing, slightly suggestive content, one (1) kiss is consentual, kazuha has straight up murdered some guy, decapitation, reference to the movie ‘seven’, Hu Tao’s is just wholesome for some reason, contemplation of murder, power imbalance and blackmail.

This is a yandere work. Proceed at your own risk and please be mindful of your triggers.

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An Obsessive Christmas

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Kaeya has not had a happy Christmas ever since that faithful day when his brotherly ties with Diluc were severed.

He spends most Christmases never really feeling festive or partying. His colleagues have all come to the conclusion that he just wants to be alone during the holidays, and leave him be in his office (leaving a small gift, but nothing extravagant as he doesn’t want gifts).

If anyone would spend their Christmas Eve walking past the Knights of Favonius’ headquarters, and just happen to look up, they would see Kaeya sitting in the window, bottle of wine in hand, looking longingly in the direction of the winery.

So it comes as a huge surprise to all his coworkers when Kaeya is suddenly super excited about Christmas one year.

He’s happily strolling around wearing a Santa Hat, buying mistletoe from Flora, and getting Marjorie’s assistance in finding a gift.

Jean extends an offer for him to celebrate with them this year, but he declines with a bright smile, saying that he already has plans.

He doesn’t elaborate, and Jean and Lisa whisper about if it’s a partner or if he and Diluc have made up.

Once work is finished, and Kaeya slips into his apartment, dusting off the snow, he’s practically giddy with excitement.

You’re just where he left you this morning, asleep in the huge armchair in front of the fireplace, which was still burning.

Adorning your body was bright red ribbon, tying you both to the armchair, rendering you unable to move your limbs, and, of course, wrapping you like a present for the Cavalry Captain.

“I’m home, sweetheart,” he coos, placing a kiss to the crown of your head, gently waking you up. The fluffy white ball on the hat tickles your cheek, making you let out a disgruntled murmur before blinking your eyes open.

Kaeya does his best to ignore the way he sees your eyes drop when they land on him, realizing that you’re still here.

Kaeya proceeds to move your body, making sure not to unwrap his gift just yet, sliding onto the armchair beneath you and setting you in his lap.

“Merry Christmas. It’s been a while since I’ve been so happy during this time of year, and it’s all because of you,” he said, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

“How about we eat some nice dinner together before we unwrap our gifts, hm?”

His hand travels over your body, resting high up on your thigh.

“Or do you not want to wait?” he whispers, lips touching your neck softly.

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Usually, Childe celebates the holidays back at home with his family, but this year, he is stuck in Liyue by orders of the Tsaritsa.

This, of course, hasn’t stopped him from sending a ship headed back home loaded with far too many gifts for his younger siblings.

And, well, his orders techinically didn’t include a clause forbidding him from coming home during Christmas, but it was a great excuse to use in the apologetic letter sent back home to his family.

While you had been a lot more well-behaved lately, he did not trust you to meet his family yet. While you might not do anything, it would be highly risky, and that is not in the festive spirit!

Childe hurries to wake you up on Christmas morning with some freshly cooked traditional Snezhnayan Christmas breakfast, looking at you with such puppy eyes that you can’t help but at least try it.

You know your captor is more on edge than usual since he can’t see his family, and you don’t want to risk making a move that will cause him to snap.

He’s just as giddy as a little kid, putting present upon present on top of your blanket in the bed, grinning ear to ear as you open them one by one.

There are so many gifts that you feel dwarfed in the huge bed towards the end of the unwrapping, piles of expensive items everywhere.

You thank him, trying to sound as genuinely grateful as you can, and you apologize for not really having any gifts for him since you haven’t really been allowed outside.

But he doesn’t mind, saying that getting to spend Christmas with you is a gift enough in itself.

Hopefully soon, you’ll be able to meet his family as well!

You spend most of Christmas cuddled up in his arms -- he barely wants to let go of you for even a moment, telling you stories, snuggling and talking about how happy he is that he’s got you.

On a whim, you pause, and turn to face him.

He looks at you, soft smile on his face and one eyebrow crooked in question.

“I have a gift for you,” you manage, watching his eyes crinkle in joy.

Before he can open his mouth to joke, you lean forwards and press your lips against his.

The kiss lasts for just a second before you pull back and look away, but her immediately holds you tighter, whispering about how long he’s waited for you to do that and you can’t help but wonder if you just made a fatal mistake.

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Kazuha hasn’t had time for Christmas since he began to roam the wilds, running away.

But there is something comforting to him, watching you celebrate with your friends, hidden out of your sights.

The wind flows around him, bringing your laughter, and the smell of treats.

He watches you closely, a soft smile on his lips as you open the gifts from your friends.

How he wishes he could be in there next to you...

But he can’t yet.

For now, he’s just a rustle of leaves following you.

Albeit not for long.

As you pull out a perfectly wrapped square box, your friends look confused.

Their reaction makes sense. After all, he was the one who put it there.

You read the note slipped underneath the ribbon atop the box, and Kazuha watches your minute reactions with glee.

You look so adorable when you look confused and slightly scared.

But it’s okay. He wouldn’t hurt you!

You just don’t know him yet. Once you do, you’ll look back on this moment with joy, he’s certain of it.

Slowly, you unwrap the gift and open the box -- only to let out a scream and crawl backwards on your hands and knees.

Kazuha pouts mockingly.

Weren’t you happy to see the head of your missing friend? You were so sad that he couldn’t make it to celebrate with you this year.

“No matter,” Kazuha thinks to him, eyes glued to your crying and shaking form, seeing one of your friends holding you.

You’ll soon have someone far better in your life than that so-called “friend”.

He promises.

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The director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor was never really one for Christmas.

Despite her very joyful outlook on everything, she actually found the whole thing pretty dull.

People tended to avoid her no matter the time of year, which she tried not to beat herself up about, but sometimes it was difficult.

Seeing everyone with their families, so happy with each other made her miss her grandfather even more.

Imagine her surprise, when on Christmas, just as she’d started to walk through the city, you’d stumbled up to her.

With a wide smile, you’d extended a small, wrapped gift, wishing her a merry Christmas.

Dumbfounded, she’d asked if the gift was really meant for her, feeling tears forming in the corners of her eyes at your affirmation.

Looking down at your small basket, you bid her farewell, running off to locate your next reciever of the gifts you had.

Hu Tao opened the gift, admiring the hand-carved plum-tree flower, matching the ones on her hat, hanging on a necklace.

Looking up, she saw you in the distance, handing a gift to someone else.

Your kindness was really something else, she thought, trying to ignore the painful sting of jealousy in her chest.

Maybe it would be better if the only person you showed your kindness to was her.

You should have known what you were getting into, associating yourself with the eccentric woman.

Hu Tao turns around on her heel, immediately walking back to the funeral parlor.

It seems like she will have some more discounts to hand out very, very soon.

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As the leader of the Qixing, there are few things she wants that she doesn’t already have.

And Ningguang only sees that which she has yet to obtain as a challenge, rather than an obstacle.

Your affections was one of those few things.

She already had you in her possession, stuck inside the Jade Chamber with no way to leave it yourself, but having you stay willingly and happily was another matter.

Christmas would be the perfect time to try to change that, Ningguang decided.

But to her dismay, the luxorious food and extravagent gifts she gave you for Christmas did nothing to change your mind.

You’d said, in a quiet voice, that all you really wanted was to go home.

And that, Ningguang could never allow.

With a sigh, she braids her clawed fingers together, switching tactics.

You hear of how simple it would be to make your parents’ business collapse.

How easily she could have your friends evicted and thrown out.

And you are quickly reminded of the ruthlessness and coldness that rests in those beautiful eyes of hers.

You’re not sure when tears started falling down your face, not until Ningguang reaches out, gently wiping them away.

But it’s okay, she assures you. She can keep all of that from happening if you do but one thing for her.

Realizing that there is no way out of this finely crafted golden cage she’s prepared for you, you couldn’t help but sob, falling forwards into her embrace.

She’d comfort you, talk about how happy she’d make you if you let her...

And you were happy that you couldn’t see the satisfied smile on her face as she held you.

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getmeoutofhell · 4 months

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Mickey Altieri x f reader

summary: mickey has a gift for you.

warnings: just mickey being mickey.

a/n: this takes place with the whole gf group. but this is for my BFF helloooo frennn. also happy eve y’all!!

“Merry christmas everyone!!” you said as you walked into the living room.

you were so excited today, the reason being is because you had mickey for secret santa.

“merry christmas y/n.” ethan said to you, handing you a small bag which you assumed was a gift from him.

“you dumb brain we aren’t supposed to do the secret santa until after we eat!” roman told him, slightly annoyed.

“ohhh right, my bad. sorry y/n pretend this never happened.” ethan then walked away to the christmas tree to put his gift back on the floor.

“okay ethan.” you said in between laughter.

you had your gift in your hand. no surprise you actually pulled mickeys name for the secret santa. you thought he some how did it on purpose, but you didn’t question it.

you and mickey had pretty strong feelings for each other for a while. you wouldn’t say he loved you, but you knew you loved him.

you saw stu put his gift on the floor under the tree, hiding it behind a bigger present.

“i know i was supposed to just get one gift. but the person i got deserves more than one.”

you knew immediately he picked billy or ambers name.

“you must have gotten billy or ambers name since you saying they deserve more than one.”

stu then put his index finger to his lips, making a shh sound and waking away. you playfully rolled your eyes at him.

“oh my god what’s that smell?” it was jill. she came and sat next to you in the couch.

“it’s mickey, charlie, and richie burning up the fucking turkey.” roman told her.

“that does stink damn.” you said, laughing at the end.

“no surprise it’s those three.” jill added.

*time skip 1 hour*

“okay guys, it’s time to come eat at the table. hurry up!” roman yelled to everybody.

you went and sat at the seat close to the end of the table. to your surprise mickey came and sat next to you.

“hey beautiful.” he smiled at you.

“oh! hey mickey, merry christmas.” you felt your body get a little warm from embarrassment, so you tried to avoid eye contact with him. no matter how many times you guys talked, his voice still make you a nervous wreck.

“merry christmas y/n.” you notice he had a christmas hat on, with an ugly sweater.

“nice sweater.” you tried to avoid the awkwardness with a joking compliment.

“thanks.” he chuckled.

about 5 seconds later everyone else started walking in the room, finding a seat to sit in.

ethan sat on your right, as mickey was on your left.

a little bit later, charlie and roman brought out the turkey and ham and sat them on the table. then went back into the kitchen and grabbed to rest of the food.

“thank god the food is done, i’m literally starving.” amber said. “that turkey looks and smells burnt.” jill stated, looking at it with disgust.

“let’s be nice jill, i bet they tried their best, right mickey?” you turned to mickey, waiting for an answer. “uhhh, yes?” you laughed.

“i guess not then, continue the slander jill.” jill laughed at your comment.

“okay guys let’s now eat.” roman told everyone.

as your enjoying your food, you look over at mickey, who was already looking at you. “is something wrong?” you asked concerned.

“do you know how pretty you are? like seriously.” he smiles. you feel your whole face get hot and you look away and avoid eye contact once again. “uhhh, i don’t know what to say to that. thanks i guess?” he then puts his hand on yours, rubbing it softly.

stu notices, and makes a shocked face. “ohhhh, the two love bugs are back at it.” he laughed and then stuffed his face with more food.

you felt your body heat up again, staring at your plate nervously. you turned to look at mickey, who’s face was a tiny bit red. “don’t do the most stu.” he said.

now it’s after dinner, and time to open the secret santa gifts. you were kinda excited to see what ethan had got you. but you were more excited to show mickey the gift you got him.

“alright let’s pass the gifts around. ethan…how about you go first. since you already spoiled who you got a gift for.” roman stated.

ethan mumbled a “my bad” and went and grabbed the gift with your name on it, and then looked for the one with his name.

“ohh, i wonder who got me this gift. y/n was it you?” he handed you your gift, and then sat down and opened his.

“maybe. maybe not.” you teased him, knowing you didn’t get his name. “okay so, this is ambers.” roman started handing the gifts to who they belong to. he eventually handed mickey his gift, then going to sit down.

you watch as everyone opens their gifts, all enjoying and making jokes with each other. “aren’t you gonna open your gift y/n?” mickey asked you, looking at you then the gift. “yeah! wait, you got me a gift?” you tried to remove the awkwardness by laughing. “special gift for a special girl.” he chuckles. you look inside the bag to find a box. you then look at him for a second before grabbing the box and reading it.

it was titled ‘my love’.

you then opened the box to see what was inside, only to find pictures of you during your everyday life. “do you like it princess?” he asked you. you took a minute to process what you were looking at, picking up and looking through the pictures. there was pictures of you in your pjs, and even pictures of you in the living room by yourself. “how?” you thought. “what…why? i appreciate the gift, it’s just…” you stared at the pictures. he put his hand on your knee. “now do you believe i love you?” you only started at him in disbelief, but felt your face and body heat up. maybe he does love you?

AHH I HOPE YOU LOVE THISSSS

#slashers x reader #slashers #slashers x y/n #ghostface x reader #mickey altieri #mickey altieri x reader #i love you frennnn

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bluelocksource · 9 months

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Raichi Jingo’s trivia (source: twt & Egoist Bible).

"Fight to the last!! Keep exchanging shots!! Are you guys even strikers!!?"

☆ Character's colour: Lightning yellow.

☆ Weapons: Gorgeous shooting technique (self-proclaim).

☆ Birthday: 11th October.

☆ Current age: 17 (2nd year of high school)

☆ Zodiac: Libra.

☆ Birthplace: Nagasaki Prefecture.

☆ Family: Father. Mother. Older sister. Himself.

☆ Current height: 182 cm.

☆ Foot size: 28 cm.

☆ Dominant foot: Right foot.

☆ Blood type: A.

☆ Motto: "There is no path ahead of me, (but) there is a path behind me." (this is an excerpt from a poem called ‘The Itenary’/’The Journey’ by Takamaru Kotaro.)

☆ Team before joining BLUE LOCK: Ikarigaoka High School football club.

☆ Starts playing football: At age 7.

☆ Favorite food: Shrimp tempura bowl. “It tastes better if you mix the batter with dashi.”

☆ Disliked food: Kazunoko. “The smell and the texture are nasty.”

☆ Favorite animal: Chameleon. “Do you see how they move their eyes around? Isn’t that cool!”

☆ Favorite season: Spring. “I can’t wait for spring.”

☆ Favorite color: Red.

☆ Favorite football player: Takashi Inui. (Sexy football)

☆ Favorite song: “It’s My Life” by Bon Jovi.

☆ Favorite manga: Baki series. “Boys will immediately gets excited when reading this!"

☆ Favorite movie: The Expandables . "This movie can make you feel stupid."

☆ Fixation: “I'm my own festish.”

☆ Hobby: "Thinking about how many people on this Earth thinks how great I am."

☆ Mushroom shoots vs Bamboo shoots: Mushroom. “Everyone chose bamboo, right? Then I choose mushroom!”

☆ What goes best with rice : Karaage (Japanese-styled fried chicken). “There's disagreement? Come here, I’ll end you!”

☆ Ideal type: Someone who takes a step back and is supportive of him. "Just leave the rest to me!”

☆ What makes him happy: When complimented (anything about him is fine).

☆ What makes him upset: Being made a fool of. ”Fool how? Say it.”

☆ What he thinks his strength is: All of him. ”Huh? Who’s laughing!?”

☆ What he thinks his weakness is: “I’m at loss, I don’t have too many weaknesses… Oi! (Those who laugh) Raise your hand!”

☆ Best subject: P.E. (so far no one beats him in shuttle run)

☆ Dislike/weak subject: Other than P.E.

☆ What made him cry recently: "When I'm about to kick an empty can out of frustration, my shin accidentally hit a guardrail, then I cried."

☆ Usual sleeping time: 7 hours.

☆ What he usually ends up buying from convenience store: Famichiki (fried nuggets from Family Mart).

☆ Place he washes first when taking a bath: Sideburns. "I’m very particular on how I want to grow them."

☆ Number of chocolates received from previous Valentine: 10.

☆ What will he do if received 100 million yen: Live in New York.

☆ What age he stops receiving presents from Santa: At age 10.

☆ What was his last wish from Santa: Super powers. "Something like ‘I wanna be good in football’, ‘Super strength’, ‘Swift foot’. Of course, I didn’t get any of that but I manage to improve my skills."

☆ What will he do during his last day on Earth: Climbing to the top of the Statue of Liberty. “That would be nice."

note: i want to apologize in advance for any mistake made in the translation!

#blue lock #raichi jingo #trivia: raichi jingo #trivia: profile #trivia #bluelocksource #our translation

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deannagrey · 4 months

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A Mendell Christmas: Part One

A little Christmas short for the holiday season! This occurs toward the end of Team Players, before Aderyn (spoiler alert for Team Players ending!) reveals she's leaving Mendell. (please excuse any errors, I'm not the best editor lol)

Naomi

“Naomi?” A soft, rhythmic knock at the door called for my attention. “It’s me.”

I tugged off my headphones and glanced at the clock. I’d been so knee-deep into online Christmas shopping I didn’t realize the time.

"You ready?" Lincoln was out of breath — undoubtedly from taking the stairs two by two because he couldn’t stand the time it took to climb them.

I smiled at him. His eyes were bright and full of infectious excitement. He bounced on the balls of his feet like he was ready to take action at a moment’s notice.

“For what?” I couldn't help but tease.

“Naomi.” His shoulders sagged and his smile tapered off into near non-existence. “They’re all downstairs right now and in the worst mood ever. We have a job to do and you’re going to tell me you forgot?”

I laughed and got up from my desk to reveal the bottom half of my outfit. Relief smoothed Lincoln’s brow. He chuckled at the spin I did to make my green, tree skirt light up. His bouncing was back.

“You really thought I forgot?” I tugged off my sweatshirt to reveal the ugliest Christmas t-shirt I could find at the local thrift shop. It had reindeer patches, a multitude of Santa Clauses, and enough colorful candy cane to make one feel cross-eyed.

“You’re just so good at bluffing, Sunshine,” Lincoln said and pulled out two Santa hats from his bag. Both were green and trimmed with gold fabric. My name was embroidered in black thread on one.

I gasped and stood still as he placed it on my head carefully as if it were a crown.

“There, now you’re all set,” he said.

“This is so cute! Where did you get it? Wait…do you know how to sew?”

“No, I wish. I just know people who know people who know how to sew.” He nodded in approval at how the hat looked on me and then, placed his own on. “I got one made for all of us. I wanted it to be perfect. A holiday to remember despite…well, you know.”

Lincoln had been planning this for weeks. And as his partner in crime (or elf in crime depending on the level of Christmas spirit), I was committed to helping him.

“It will be perfect,” I promised while adjusting my hat. “They’re going to cheer up and we’re going to make this a time to remember. They’ll be so holly and jolly we’ll probably get sick of them.”

Lincoln laughed. “God, imagine.”

“Anything is possible this time of year,” I said even though seeing Sam, Henrik, and especially Finn more excited than Lincoln and I would be a sight to behold.

“Are we all set?” I grabbed my phone, ready to record reactions for the eventual short film Lincoln wanted to put together. He was going to call it “Our First Christmas.” When I asked if they’d spent holidays together before he said, of course.

“Why first then?” I’d wondered.

“Because you’re here and now, our family’s bigger. It’s our first Christmas together,” he’d said so casually like it was simple and my inclusion vital. I’d cried that day and Finn almost got into it with Lincoln until he realized it was good tears.

“Almost set,” Lincoln answered me. “Just one more thing…”

He tossed a garland around my neck. I snorted but didn’t protest.

“Now you’re perfect!” He grinned. “Remember your cues?”

I rolled my eyes, good-naturedly. “Of course I remember my cues. I’m a professional.”

“That’s what I like to hear.” He started out the room and I followed with an equal amount of pep in my step.

Lincoln had big plans for his Secret Santa event – something of which I didn't originally think needed much of any planning. But in any event Lincoln put together, he committed ten times the necessary energy and focus. And I was lucky enough to also be his second. We wreaked havoc on our household with our combined forces. The guys feigned fear of our events, pretending they hated being roped into the fun. It was a farce they kept up even now as I marched into the living room.

"Uh oh," Henrik teased from his spot on the couch. He closed the book he was reading, using his index finger as a temporary bookmark.

Sam was lying on the loveseat with his legs hanging over the edge of the armrest and a glassed gaze on the ceiling. My heart tugged at the small smile he flashed in my direction. He'd been in a dark place after his relationship with Aderyn had been left in a state of limbo. I couldn't get much out of him but Finn relayed some of his fear. Sam was a large chunk of the reason why Lincoln wanted to go so hard this holiday season. The guys didn't usually exchange gifts but retail therapy was something Lincoln thought could cheer everyone up.

"What's this?" Finn was in the kitchen, loading the last bit of dishes into the dishwasher. He smiled when I twirled once for him to admire the lights on my skirt. I’d been sworn to secrecy about Lincoln’s plans but that didn’t keep me from at least showing my boyfriend the outfit earlier.

Finn loved a lot of things about my skirt…mainly how it clung to my waist and provided easy access for him to do what he wanted. My cheeks burned when I remembered how long we’d spent in our room this morning. How long he insisted on being underneath me.

Finn flashed me a knowing smile before finishing up the dishes.

“Uh…” I cleared my throat, trying to get back on track.

“The lights,” Lincoln whispered from the staircase. He tried to keep out of view, readying for his big entrance. “If I may have your attention and then, the lights.”

Sam laughed at Lincoln’s obvious coaching. Score. It wasn’t his carefree laugh but it was better than his forlorn staring.

Henrik was polite enough to pretend like he didn’t hear Lincoln. He made a noise of wonder when I clapped and the lights went out.

“Since when did we have that?” Sam sat up, completely intrigued.

“Irrelevant,” Lincoln said and then whispered to me, “Tell them it’s irrelevant.”

“I installed them last weekend,” Finn explained.

“You rewired our living room in a weekend?” Sam asked, impressed.

“It didn’t require rewiring,” Finn said.

“Nowadays, sound-sensitive lights are pretty common and simple to install,” Henrik added.

“Irrelevant,” Lincoln repeated, this time it was a plea.

“Right!” I called in a voice louder than usual. The guys jumped and turned their attention back to me. “It doesn’t matter. What matters is our main event.”

“What?” Sam glanced at his friends, searching for explanations. There was enough light from the sun setting outside to bleed into the living room and flood the floor with a warm red. The red painted their faces, revealing similar expressions of curiosity.

“All I know is that she needed sound-sensitive lights.” Finn shrugged and joined Henrik on the couch. “What she needs, I get.”

“Simple and straightforward,” Henrik said when Sam looked at him in exasperation. “Did you expect he’d be anything else?”

Sam chuckled and sighed. “No, I guess not.”

“Gentlemen,” I said and unlocked my phone to start the music. An instrumental version of A Holly Jolly Christmas played. “Tonight is our first annual Mystery Secret Santa.”

“Mystery Secret Santa?” Sam asked. “That feels repetitive. Isn’t Secret Santa already a mystery?’

I frowned. “Okay, are you going to let me finish my introduction or not? We have a dance to get through.”

“Oh, there’s a dance?” Sam’s face lit up. He pulled out his phone, ready to record. “Say less.”

Henrik and Finn tried to hold in their laughter, succeeding only when I shot them silencing glares.

“I would like to present to you this night's host,” I announced with a dramatic gesture of my arm. “Lincoln Hill.”

Henrik set his book to the side and clapped at his friend’s entrance. His smile grew wider when he saw Lincoln’s dramatic fur-lined, red cape and the oversized carpet bag he toted.

“Good evening,” Lincoln started in a deeper voice than usual. He bowed to our audience. That was my cue to turn on the multi-colored, twinkling Christmas lights I’d lined around the living room’s entrance.

Henrik’s clapping got louder and Finn joined in. Even Sam looked impressed, whistling at the light show as he directed his camera to them briefly.

“Taught her that,” Finn said quietly with pride.

I smiled at him and continued, “Mr. Hill will tell you all how our mystery will unfold.”

“Okay, Mr. Hill,” Sam teased. “Let’s see what you got for us.”

“In the two-story house, right off Highbury Lane, lived five very studious university students.” Lincoln walked around the living room as he spoke. With each sentence he said, I lit a candle. Warm light slowly brought life back into the house.

“We live off of a street,” Finn mumbled. “Right?”

“We do,” Sam assured.

“Ssh.” Henrik patted Finn’s shoulder. “It’s fine.”

“All of which,” Lincoln continued, choosing to ignore the interruption. “Had a bloody, red secret.”

“The best kind,” I said.

“Very,” Lincoln agreed and winked at me. “Each secret was written down and hidden to quell their guilt. Due to sacred law, that secret was to be revealed once a year. And during that time, they were cursed to read a fellow housemate's secret. Once the secret was shared, they would temporarily be free of guilt during the holidays. Free to be merry and bright.”

“That’s kind of sad when you think about it,” Finn mused.

“It is.” Henrik hummed in agreement.

“Okay, guys, it’s not supposed to be sad,” Lincoln quickly abandoned his spooky deep voice for his normal tone. “It’s supposed to be fun lore.”

“But we’re cursed,” Henrik teased. “How is that fun?”

“Yeah, since when are curses fun?” Sam wondered.

“I can’t.” Lincoln turned to me with a groan. “They’re so…them.”

I laughed and hurried to his side to unzip the carpet bag. “It’s fine. We’ll just move on to the picking.”

Lincoln sighed, shook out his shoulders, and resumed his narrator's voice. “One sheet for each housemate. One chance to end their guilt by confessing to their murder.”

“You’re first.” I took the bag and hurried over to Sam.

“The broody leader with a heart more tender and kind than he lets on,” Lincoln said.

“Alright, cool it with the titles,” Sam grumbled and dug his hand into the bag.

“Well?” I asked when he opened the sheet.

“Um…I can read it aloud?” he asked.

“Yes, it’s a mere riddle. Something only you and the murderer will connect on,” Lincoln said.

“That makes no sense,” Sam said and shrugged. “But whatever. It says, I murdered in secret. My feet made no sound. I can construct the coffin easily. My hands are skillful enough to handle the ground…What the hell?”

“Next,” I sang and moved to Finn.

He reached into the bag with one hand and snuck his free hand to the back of my knee. I breathed easily under his warm touch as he read his riddle.

“I murdered between jokes. Made a sound like no other. I’m an easy catch. Just remember I’m nobody's brother.”

“Can we trade?” Sam asked. “I think I know that one.”

“No trades!” Lincoln demanded. “The bag has chosen.”

“Your turn.” I smiled at Henrik and he returned it before retrieving his confession.

“I murdered in daylight. I was drowning in yellow. My fingers typed fast. I felt nothing but mellow.” Henrik chuckled. “Cute. I like this one.”

“And you.” I skipped to Lincoln and shook the bag a little. He used a hand to cover his eyes before picking.

“I murdered with a spoon. Or maybe it was a fork? Whatever it was, it happened under the moon. Whatever it was, I didn’t do it for sport.” Lincoln breathed a sigh of relief.

“And me,” I claimed the final sheet. “I murdered determined. I did it first. As a leader, I wasn’t afraid. As a person, I don’t fear any curse.”

I smiled, pleased.

“Well, there you have it,” Lincoln said.

“No, I really don’t.” Finn frowned down at his paper.

“You can get the help of one murderer,” I said. “But only one so choose wisely.”

Lincoln nodded in agreement.

“I got you,” Sam said and Finn sighed with relief. Sam whispered a name into his best friend’s ear and the guy lit up.

“Ah, that makes a lot more sense," Finn said.

“Are we good then?” Lincoln bounced on his feet again, already geared to start his Christmas shopping.

“No, not yet,” Sam said and pulled his camera back up. “We’re going to need that dance you two promised us.”

“Oh right.” I started toward the Bluetooth speaker. Lincoln caught my elbow before I could leave.

“Nope, they don’t deserve our dance.” Lincoln shook his head. “Not unless they stop laughing and appreciate our efforts.”

“No one’s laughing,” Sam said while…well, laughing.

“You're such an asshole,” Lincoln said with a smile. “No dance this time. We will reveal our talents when we know they’ll be appreciated. Right, Naomi?”

“Right, exactly.” I nodded. Finn caught my eye and something in his gaze told me I could be convinced to do a private show later.

“That’s all we have for now, folks,” Lincoln announced. “It’s up to you to do the rest. To figure out your fellow murderer and make sure your present is the best.”

“I do love it when he rhymes,” Henrik noted.

“And I don’t,” Sam joked. “But this is entertaining so I’ll allow it.”

“Come on,” Lincoln said. “Get off your butts and start looking for gifts. You’ve got twenty days until Christmas Eve. Let’s make every one of them count.”

#mendellhawksseries

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sabosbabygirl · 1 year

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“All I Want For Christmas Is You”

König Christmas Edition 🎄🎅🏼

What he would get you?!!

-First lets start with what you are getting him. You both have crazy schedules and bc of COVID, traveling to Germany is out of the question, however, there’s a little town abt 3 hrs from where you guys live thats called Germantown. Neither have you been there and you heard they are doing a Christmas Market (these are huge in Germany). So you decide to book a 2 day stay at a mom and pop inn and tour their Christmas Market as his gift. You let him know in advanced so he can take a couple of days of leave (non military folk, thats days off). He is so excited. The man was packed a week ago and started to pack your suitcase as well. He likes things to be ready. While you are waiting for him to pick you up you feel a sudden urge to bring a dress. Idk, call it woman intuition. So you quickly run up stairs and grab that pretty red dress he likes and you grab a little something extra 😉. He pulls into the drive way honking his horn. The man showered at work and has his suitcase in the back seat of the truck. “Hello beautiful” and he leans in for a kiss which leaves you wanting more but you can wait.

The drive is decently fast bc you two are talking abt how work has been, that crazy chick you hate, family traditions, etc. When you pull into Germantown, you are stunned. It looks so similar to Germany and the snow makes it breathtaking. You see kids laughing, smell of Glühwein hits your nostrils and you see the mom and pop at the entrance of the inn waiting for you guys with a basket full of different German chocolates, knick-knacks and a bottle of wine. König starts speaking German, you understand some of it but you still need practice. He takes the basket and room key and says “Cheers.” You both head to the room.

The room is big and beautiful. Gives a very antique feel which König adores. The bed looks comfy and the view of the town is outside your balcony. “Shall we freshen up and head to get some food & Glühwein?” he says, whilst licking his lips. “Yes babe..its going to take me min though. Can you grab us coffee first?” you ask. He knows your love coffee runs deep within your viens bc he too loves coffee. “Of course, love” he says and with that he is out the door.

You took longer than you’d said, mainly bc you had a feeling tonight was going to be the night. You made sure to have your sexiest lingerie on under your dress and you did your makeup light in case he makes you cry. When you exited out of the bathroom you were surprised to see that this man had dinner, candles lite, rose petals everywhere and was in a nice suite. You began to blush…he is a romantic but you were always taken aback considering his job. Its like being with two different people. He pulls a chair out, motioning you to sit. You head over and place a kiss on his cheek and then sit. The kiss leaves him semi flustered but you can tell he is anxious abt something different, seeing how his eyes keep darting. “Babe, whats up?” you ask, “are you having an an anxiety attack, do you need me to get you something?” you ask concerned. “No. My love. I just..I can’t wait any longer. I want you to be in my life forever and I’m ready for the next step, if you are?” and with that he gets down on one knee (even at this position he is still taller than you), pulls a little black box out and opens it. There it was. The beautiful Alex Russell ring you had on your pinterest board. “Y/n, will you please marry me and spend the rest of your life by my side as my beautiful wife?” he asked. “Yes König” you say.

“Can we skip dinner? Because I really want to rip that dress off you and make love to my fiancé!” König asks. God you love it when he gets all slutty around you. And without you answering, he brings you to your feet and with with both of his veiny hands rips your dress off you, exposing the sexy santa lingerie you have underneath. The crotch part is open and the nipples are covered with two cute bows. König is instantly hard at the sight of you. “Well big guy, what do you want?” you raise your eye brow. “I want to fuck you slow and hard” he says and starts kissing you everywhere. You pull away to take his clothes off, but he stops you. “My clothes stay on. Each time you beg and cum, a piece of clothing comes off” he says. Your eyes grow wide. The man is going to have you cumming at the palm of his hands. His dominant side is by far his sexiest. He picks you up and gently tosses you on the bed. He doesn’t skip a beat and goes straight for in between. You feel his rough hands squeezing your thighs, “your thighs are so thick I just want to..” and he bites and kisses them. He spreads you open, and kisses your inner thighs until he gets to your lips. You feel his tongue licking your lips and slowly make their way to the slit. He uses his thumb on your clit and his tongue every where else. Moans escape from your mouth. “König please…pleasee I want you”. He ignores you, and starts moving his tongue to your clit and moving it fast…you moan louder and you feel your first cum escape. He smiles and lifts his shirt off. You protest. “I want your pants off” you whine. He raises an eyebrow, “are you going to beg or cum?” “I’ll beg” you say. A devilish smirk spreads across his lips. “On your knees”, he says. You get up, shakily, and get on your knees. “Well?!” he says. You raise your eyebrow and say “Daddy please take your pants off. I promise to be a good girl.” you say. You see him get flustered. You never called him Daddy before. “König, Daddy, please. I want to please you.” The man is like jelly with the word “daddy” and you can see how hard he has gotten since you said it. He takes his pants off and you can see a bit of precum. You look up at him, you can see the fire burning in his eyes. He wants you. Normally you’d start to suck his thick cock but in this moment something was different. He lifted you up and set you on the bed. “Lets cum together” he moans. With that he sits you on his face and eats you out while he jacks himself off. The man has talent. You both cum quicker than you’d like to admit. You get off his face and he pins you down on the bed. Him on top of you. He leans down to kiss you but you say “please fuck my pussy with you cock”, he smirks, “with pleasure, my love.” You guys ended up doing 5 rounds and then cuddled for a min and cleaned up. After you cleaned up you guys headed to the market and you noticed that people were staring at you and saying “atta boy” to König…you look up at your balcony and see that the doors were open this whole time and when you look at König, the devilish smile is back on his face 😈

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