#humans are crazy and we’re always making up crazy things and time is one of those crazy things that we made up up

[dadyscumslutprincess20]

Lost Love

(Small story I thought about doing until I write another request that I got, also be looking out I’m working on 4 request at a time then the rest at once💕)

Cha Hyun su x fem reader

Genre: Just a bit emotional

It’s been a year since you last saw Hyun su after trying his self into the military to keep the remaining survivors of Green Home safe , so we all would be able to saved and took to a shelter/camp that was meant for any survivors

Since then you lived with the regret of not telling him about the baby , both you and Hyun su moved in together in your first apartment at Green home , since you were a bit more social you made a few friends inside the building , but most of you time was spent with Hyun su

When the apocalypse started. Hyun su started to have serious noise bleeds , times where he would black out or there were even moments you felt like he want your Hyun su

After gathering with the remaining survivors you soon learned that Hyun su was a special case of the monsters that now roamed the city

After a while you found out you were pregnant, deciding it wasn’t the right time as you kept the pregnancy to yourself .. not knowing Hyun su would turn his self in the same night

Now here you were a year later with two beautiful children, a boy and a little girl , even though it’s been just a year they were already at the age of 12

Before giving birth to Cha Hee (son) and Cha Hui (girl) , you escaped from the shelter finding a small abandoned camper , the only joy out it was that it was two small rooms that had a full sized bed in both , a small kitchen and dining area that was in the middle and the driver seat that was locked right when you entered the camper

Your pregnancy was pretty easy we’re surprised you along the way , except that you felt your self changing as you started to hear a voice in your head , you belly barely as it looked like you were just bloated from a good meal or something, but you knew you were pregnant, the hardest part of the whole pregnancy was the birth , since you didn’t have any support, you ended up giving birth to the twins inside the camper in your small room , bring down on a spare dry towel you had to hold in your scrams as you gave birth to both Cha Hee and Ch Hui

After giving birth to the twins you noticed how much you’ve changed, your eyes had I slight hit of green with time making your neon eyes now look unnatural, you half grew a bit longer as you soon realized that you gave in to your desires , now becoming a monster but some how keeping it in control.. maybe it was because you had not one but two people to protect

After a few months after having Cha Hee and Cha Hui you soon realized that they weren’t exactly human either , as Cha Hee was born with bright blue eyes , Cha Hui was born with Green eyes

There was a few differences between the two as Cha Hee, he was a quite child , who could make a person go crazy after a certain amount of days soon resulting in their suicide or the death of everyone around them including them selves if you were lucky enough to stay on his good side he would use his touch to show your most happiest memories

Cha Hui was a bit different she was a cold child , always quietly analyzing others , but even though she seemed cold she was super nice once you got to know her , her touch could either set your ablaze as you scream in pain and agony or you could fall into a deep sleep that no one could wake you out of as you live out your deepest fears over and over again, but like her brother if your were no harm to her mother or Cha Hee she could show you your happiest memories ,you didn’t discover this until it happened in front of your eyes

After that you had Cha Hee and Cha Hui to keep on a special pair of gloves that were handmade by you, it made you feel a bit more safe if no one would discover there powers then any one would assume their normal kids , the only thing that would make any one realize their twins it their dark black hair that resembles Cha Hyun Su’s

As you laid in your bed as you start to realize that it’s been quite for a while now , thinking that the the twins were in bed as you stand to your feet , slowly walking out of your room and you peek into their room that was located on the right of yours

Seeing that the room was empty as you start to become slightly worried , heading for the kitchen finning area to see that they weren’t there either

‘Where are they’ the voice in stead your head says as you frantically search the camper a second time just to make sure , but when you saw they weren’t there you quickly open the doors to the camper heading down the three small steps as you head out the door looking left and right frantically as you run straight heading down the road as you call out both Cha Hee and Cha Hui’s names

Not getting a response from neither of your babies as you start to panic thinking of all the possible things that could have happened to them

What if they ran into humans? Or worse the military? , as your mind starts to cloud with questions that only made you panic more , you soon came to a hault as you heard a few giggles , looking around the area as you notice a small grader dome

Taking a small breathe in and out as you head inside the small dome , eyeing scanning around the flowers that bloomed with life , causing you to feel a bit calm but still worrying for you babies

After a while of walking down the small trail you come to a stop , as you feel your body tense up , confusion shown in your eyes

There was Cha Hee and Cha Hui.. but they weren’t alone , there stood Hyun su with a girl that seemed to be around the age of 14 as she talked to Cha Hui who had a small smile on her face , it took a while before Cha Hyun su noticed your presence , eyes locking with your as Ah-yo turned to see why Hyun su was so quite , eyes slowly following his as they land on you soon catching the attention of the twins

“MOMMY” Cha Hee screams out with joy as he runs toward you wrapping his arms around your waist with a smile

“Mom , look we made a new friend” Cha Hee says as pulls away from the hug grabbing a hold of your hand as he pulls you towards Hyun su , Ah-yi and Cha Hui as Cha Hui soon stand beside you wrapping her arms around you as she looks at Ah-hi and Hyun su

“This is Ah-yi and Hyun su” Cha Hee says as he points to both Ah-yi and Hyun su

“And this is our mom , Reader” Cha Hui says as she tightens her hold eyes still watching Ah-yi and Hyun su who eyes now look at you with pure shock

“M-Mom…” Hyun su says as his head hangs low , Ah- yi noticing the hurt in his voice , after a few seconds his head slowly rises eyes now shining blue as he gives you a cold stare

“ After everything we done for you.. to keep you safe , and you have some assholes child , correction children” Hyun su says eyes staring daggers in to yours as you feel a shiver flow down your spine

“I-It’s not like that” You reply as you look down down your feet not able to look him in the eye

“Wait..you know her” Ah-yo says as she looks between you and Hyun su in confusion

“I do actually in fact she’s our dear girlfriend, well was it seems” Hyun su says eyes now looking both at you , Cha Hee and Cha Hui

“I didn’t cheat okay.. I just..” you say looking back in to Hyun Su’s eyes tears now threading to fall

“I don’t know how to tell you and it was to late.. you let us alone” you managed to choke out as tears start to flow, Shock showing on Hyun Su’s face as he looks between Cha Hee and Cha Hui

“T-Their .. mine” Hyun su says eyes slowing turning to normal as he slowly falls to his knees , tears falsify flowing down his face as he looks at you with a sorry expression

“I-I didn’t mean to .. I-I just wanted to keep you safe..I..” before he could finish his sentence Cha Hee warped his in a warm hug as Cha Hui looks him in his teary eyes

“So .. your our father” Cha Hui says as her green eyes watches Hyu su closely as he slowly nods his head in agreement, slowly walking towards Hyun su as she slowly wraps her arms around him pulling him and Cha Hee in a hug

“I had a weird feeling .. it explains why we were okay with you keeping us company” Cha Hee says with apart smile

After a while of hugging , Hyun su informs you on Ah-yi and how he has been taking care of her since she was pretty much born , listening as Hyun su talks about Ah-yi like a proud father , which he was, he starts to feel guilty about missing his own kids growing up deciding to keep not only Ah-yo but you and both Cha Hee and Cha Hui close and safe

#black reader #fem reader #female reader #sweet home #sweet home 2 #sweet home imagines #x reader #cha hyun soo #cha hyunsu #cha hyun su x reader #sweethomefanfic #sweet home x reader #sweet home fanfic #kdrama x reader

[calisources]

CHILDREN   OF   THE   NIGHT.   a   collection   of   quotes   and   scenarios   about   vampires.   change   pronouns/names   as   you   see   fit.   These   were   all   taken   from   different   sources   of   fiction,   both   in   literature   and   audiovisual   media.   all   known   triggers   for   vampire   media   apply   (blood,   death,   murder,   gothic   horror, obsessive love   and   more).

SENTENCES AND QUOTES. change pronouns and names, locations as you see fit.

"I took mythology a lot more seriously since I’d become a vampire."

“None of us really changes over time; we only become more fully what we are.”

"A vampire, like a lady, never reveals his true age."

"How do we seem to you? Do you find us beautiful and magical?”

"The strength of the vampire is that people will not believe in him."

"Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!"

"The blood is the life!"

"Loving the monsters always ends badly for the humans. It's a rule."

“When people see good, they expect good. I don't want to have to live up to anyone's expectations.”

“Love is a vampire’s greatest weakness. And we are not weak.”

“You know that old saying. Once you go dead, no one's better in bed.”

“For a hundred years I offered ugly death to everyone I met, and I did it with a song in my heart.”

"I'm not human. And I miss it. I miss it more than anything in the world. That is my secret."

“I'm in love with a woman I can never have. The point is I'm in love with her and it's driving me crazy. I'm not in control.”

"Your life is pathetic. Your after-life doesn't have to be."

"Life sucks either way, Jeremy. At least if you're a vampire, you don't have to feel bad about it if you don't want to."

"You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure and even a little danger."

"Sometimes the world turns good people into bad people."

"People have been after me for a thousand years, but I'm always one step ahead."

"Mother made us vampires. She didn't make us monsters. We did that to ourselves."

"Perhaps one day, in a year or even in a century. You'll turn up at my door and let me show you what the world has to offer."

"Do you have any idea how rare love is? In a thousand years, I have found it but twice, and when I have, I have honored it."

"You're a vampire, sweetheart. I don't think you'll ever be okay again."

“When you feel the blood rush in, you tell yourself that you’re gonna get through it; that you’re strong enough.”

“You’d be surprised how easy it is to forget the past, Elena.”

“I wanna rip into your skin. And I wanna feed on your blood. Under your skin.”

“I just want one taste. That''s all I need. I just want one taste.”

“There’s the briefest of moments before we kill, where we literally hold their life in our hands and then rip it away, and we’re left with nothing.”

“Do you know the secret to immortality?”

“The vampire bond. There is no human equivalent.”

“He was my mentor, my murderer, my maker.”

“When was the last time you drank blood?”

“Left you with a bit of a craving, didn’t it? One day that craving is gonna grow.”

“That's cause you took my life! I got nothing. I lost everything. I lost my brother. I lost my family. About to lose the last fucking thing I care about.”

“And then I watched you pull over and drain a dog. And run down an alleyway for two more rats. This is not a life!”

“Hunting is an art. You have the power to subdue anyone you want, but sometimes restraint is your most powerful weapon.”

“What does this taste like to you?”

“There is one thing about being a vampire that I must fear above all else, and that is loneliness. You can't imagine the emptiness. The void.”

“Vampires are killers. Apex predators whose all-seeing eyes were meant to give them detachment. The ability to see a human life in its entirety.”

“Don’t underestimate the allure of the darkness. Even the purest hearts are drawn to it.”

“End of the day, human life is just a means to an end. Our means to our end.”

“A mutual law of nature is the strong always take from the weak.”

“It’s better to have a flawed life lived than wasted rotting away in clay.”

“Hatred, a pure and perfect hatred that’s greater now than the day I first took your life.”

“A thousand years of history isn’t going to write itself.”

“I can’t be killed.”

“I’m the monster lesser monsters fear.”

"I have crossed oceans of time to find you."

"You don't know what you are asking of me. To drink from you."

"You need blood, take it."

"To walk with me you must die to your breathing life, and be reborn to mine."

"I love you, Stefan. We will be together again. I promise."

"You loved me once, you will love me again."

"I made him. Did you know that?"

"I never compelled your love. It was real, and so was mine."

"What did you think was gonna happen? She would look at you, see your real face and give you a kiss?"

"I could swap this life of shame. Swap it out for a dark gift. You just have to ask me for it."

"Vampyrism is, by definition, an afterlife."

"I'm not the one who was sleeping with one vampire while half in love with another. Your morality is a moving target. Mine is not."

"A man damaged by his demons and those demons are not dormant, they are hell-bent on killing me and everything I find beautiful. And you, you are beautiful."

"You are stronger now. Meaner. Sexier."

"They are like vampire royalty. The oldest among us."

"He is the original hybrid. Half vampire, half werewolf."

"We both know I could snap your neck and do my nails at the same time."

 “Viktor. The oldest and strongest of us. That night, he made me a Vampire. "

"Stop fighting who you are."

"I'll tell you what I know about death, Camille. Death dances silently in everyone's shadow, and she doesn't give a damn."

"Turns out, I have complicated feelings for a monster."

ACTIONS AND SCENARIOS. Add a +reverse for the inverse action. Change names as you see fit.

[YOU ARE NOT HUMAN]: sender figured out receiver is a vampire and confronts them.

[FEEDING HOUR]: receiver finds sender feeding on someone's blood.

[WHEN IS A MONSTER NOT A MONSTER]: sender touches receiver's vampire face, showing they are not afraid.

[YOU NEED TO]: sender offers their blood to receiver.

[ECHOES OF THE PAST]: receiver is a doppelganger/looks like a person the sender knew in the past.

[DEATH AND THE MAIDEN]: receiver and sender can't be together as one is immortal and the other is a vampire.

[MY MAKER, MY LOVER]: sender is receiver's sire and they reunite after centuries after.

[BOND]: receiver is senders fledgling and sender can feel them.

[ELIXIR]: receiver is hurt and sender, a vampire, feeds them their blood.

[SHARING]: sender tempts receiver to share a meal of blood.

[HUNTING THE HUNTER]: sender is a vampire hunter, and they found receiver.

[THE INVITATION]: receiver receives an INVITATION to stay at sender's gothic/ancient manor.

[DRACULA'S BRIDE]: sender wants receiver to be one of their wives/lovers.

[BLOOD FAMILIAR]: sender is a vampire familiar, a human bloodbag under receiver protection. receiver finds out another vampire had bitten them.

[CRAVING]: sender tasted receiver once and craved them again.

[INVITED]: after bring invited inside, sender shows up at receiver's home.

[LICK]: sender licks receiver's blood remains from their mouth.

[LAST RESORT]: receiver has to turn sender into vampire because they are dying. sender wakes up in transition.

[ANCHOR]: sender calms receiver down after receiver went on a bloodlust spree. sender reminds them their humanity.

[RIVAL COVENS]: sender and receiver are from rival vampire covens and they talk in neutral ground.

[HUMANITY]: sender is human and because of them, receiver is starting to feel humanity again.

[I'LL BE YOUR GUIDE]: receiver is guiding sender through the early stages of vampirism.

[RIVAL SPECIES]: sender is a werewolf/witch and receiver is a vampire. they fall in love/ally with each other.

[DHAMPIR]: sender is a half human, half vampire who just had their first taste of human blood. receiver finds them.

[REFLECTION]: sender looks in the mirror and finds out that receiver has no reflection.

#rp meme #sentences memes #meme call #roleplay memes #sentence meme #( cali meme. ) #rp memes #rp prompt #rp musings #roleplay prompt #roleplay meme #you can send suggestions

[lainiespicewrites]

The Christmas Cabin 2-Ice skating

I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! I genuinely intended to get this posted before Christmas buuuuuuttt I ended up with a horrible toothache ache and that was a whole thing. And it's real hard to feel sexy and write smut when your tooth is screaming at you.. and then the holidays.... ugh ...ANYWAY here is part 2 of the Christmas cabin! Happy New Year Y'all!!!

Warnings: Umm So much smut! Cursing, rough sex, daddy kink, oral. the usual suspects

Per usual I was to excited about posting this so I probably/definitely didn't proofread. so Yes I do own those mistakes. I'm sorry. I'm human okay!

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After a perfectly relaxing night I had some of the best sleep in a long time. In the morning I actually woke up before Sy for once and snuck downstairs to make breakfast. I turned on some soft christmas music in the background and sang to myself in the kitchen while I cooked. Aika made her way downstairs at the smell of bacon. I couldn’t help but laugh when Sy stumbled down the stairs a minute behind her. 

“Like father, like daughter.” I teased. He smiled and came over kissing my shoulder. 

“Smells amazing baby, you didn’t have to cook.” He said. 

“You always do it for me, go relax,” I smiled at him. He walked over and let Aika out the back door. Then he sat at the breakfast bar watching me. I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. 

“What?” He smirked. 

“Enjoying the show?” I asked. Trying to play coy. 

“Only thing that would make it better is if you were naked.” He winked. I blushed and bit my lip trying to focus on flipping the pancakes. When I finished cooking we sat at the little table. Sy pulled me into his lap again. “I like having you close to me.” He mumbled as he nuzzled his nose against my neck, softly tickling me with his beard. I let out a little whimper trying to hold it together. 

Things had sort of slowed down a bit in that department and I know it was driving him crazy. I had been teasing him a lot lately too. But he was never one to push for anything. He was always respectful of any boundaries, not that I was ever afraid he’d cross any. But it’d been a week or so since we’d been intimate. He was sick with a cold last week so we hadn’t stayed together much and when we settled into bed last night as much as I could tell he was trying nothing happened. It was torture for me too but I liked that I held all the cards. And it made it so much more fun, when we finally did get there. 

“Sy, we’ve got things to do today. Don’t distract me.” I pouted, wiggling a little in his lap. He chuckled, squeezing my hip to hold me still.

“We’re on vacation baby, we ain’t got nothin to do.” I could feel his smirk against my neck as he started to leave a trail of  wet kisses from my shoulder to my ear. He really knew what he was doing. And it almost worked. 

“But Bear,” I turned in his lap so I was straddling him now. His hands went right back to my waist.  I wrapped an arm around his shoulder and the other hand was absentmindedly drawing shapes on his bare chest. “We gotta decorate the tree. And you said something about an ice skating rink, that sounds so fun baby, can we go?” He let out a long sigh and shook his head. I could feel the deep laugh in his chest. 

“You’re killing me Sugar, you know it?” I smiled, still scratching at his chest hair. “Yeah, I’ll take you skating baby girl.” He kissed me softly. 

We finished breakfast and got dressed for the day. I annoyed him some more and put the christmas music on again when I drug the ornaments back out. I started singing again in the living room while I wrapped garland around the tree. I was lost in “o’holy night,” when I felt his arms around me again. 

“Hey handsome,” I smiled. He rocked us back and forth for a moment, laying his head on my shoulder. 

“You never told me you could sing like that baby, I could listen to you all day.” I blushed. 

“It’s nothing, just enjoying the music.” I said. 

“You sound like an angel, sugar, I could listen to christmas music all day if it was coming from you,”  He kissed my cheek.

“You’re so sweet. I guess I didn’t realize you’d never heard me. ” I turned in his arms, pecking him on the lips softly. “We can work on the tree later. I’m really excited to go skating!” He slid his hands down and smacked my ass and I let out a squeal. Logan chuckled. 

“Alright Darlin’, go get in the truck.” 

After a short drive into town we parked outside of a local public park. The ice skating rink wasn’t all that busy today which was great, because I was sure to fall a few times. It’s been years since I've been ice skating. Logan immediately grabbed my hand when I hopped out of the truck. He kept me close the whole time we walked around the park. We finally found the place to rent our skates and settled on a bench outside the rink to put them on.  “Okay, I’ve gotta warn ya, you remember when we were bowling, and you asked what I can’t do? This.. this is what I can’t do.” I tried really hard not to laugh. Because he looked so serious. Really I tried. But I laughed so hard I snorted. He pouted. “You making fun of me baby?” He asked. 

“No, no it’s just,” I took a deep breath trying to calm down. “I didn’t actually expect you to be good at everything Sy. I’m probably not going to be good at this either.” I chuckled. He smiled a little, brushing his thumb across my cheek.

“Such a sweet girl,” he mumbled. “You always find the bright side to everything, don't ya?” I blushed. 

“I’m a high school counselor Sy, it’s my job. At least to try.” I brushed my fingers up and down his big arm a few times. “You’re stalling,” I chuckled. “You can’t be that bad Bear.” His eyes lit up from the nickname. I don’t know when I started using it. But he accepted it without hesitation. I think he honestly liked it. During all of this back and forth I’d managed to get my skates on. “You can’t back out on me now, you promised.” He chuckled.

“To be fair, I promised to take you skating, I didn’t promise I would skate. My balance is horrible.” 

“Yeah all those big muscles make you top heavy,” I winked. “Come on big guy, we’ll get you one of those plastic penguins to hold on to.”  He raised an eyebrow and smirked. Finally putting on the skates.

“You makin fun of me?” he asked.

“Me? Never!” I chuckled.

 I tried really hard. I did. Let the record show. That I attempted not to laugh. We walked out to the ice  on wobbly feet. I had a pretty rough start myself. I had to hold on to the ledge until muscle memory kicked in. I was still a little shaky. But I was able to slowly skate along the edge of the rink. Sy… well, the funniest thing I’ve ever seen is a big, strong, 6’1, rugged, grizzly bear of a man, afraid to fall. 

“I can’t do it,” He shook his head, he had a white knuckled grip on the ledge. 

“You sure as hell can’t do it if you don’t let go, Logan,” I bit my lip to keep the smirk off my face. 

“I’m gonna fall on my ass if I do.” He grumbled. I skated over to him and gently grabbed his arm. He looked panicked. My poor Bear. He was never gonna live this down. 

“Come on baby, you can hold my hand, I got you.” I teased. He rolled his eyes. 

“I hate you,” He he mumbled

“You do not,” I giggled as he grabbed my hand, slowly letting go of the wall. 

“You know if I fall you’re going down with me.” He stated. I pushed off slowly. As tightly as he was holding my hand you’d think I was giving birth. I pulled Sy along with my trying to coach the coach. But it wasn’t going well. 

“It’s a good thing you don’t like hockey.” I snorted when he stumbled again trying to push off from the wall. We almost made it around once.  He leaned in close and growled in a low voice. 

“You’re pushing your luck today little girl.” I bit my lip and smirked. I loved getting him all riled up like this. The thing is. Our relationship is much more than sexual. But in all honesty we can’t get enough of each other. I love pushing his buttons. I know that it sets something off in him. The night after our first date, he was so dominant and in control. And I loved that. I did everything I could to bring that out in him. Sometimes it meant being a brat. He’d never admit it. But he enjoyed that too. 

“Ooh I’m so scared, you can’t even stand up straight without losing your balance cowboy.” I smirked. 

He grabbed the wall with one hand and grabbed my waist with the other spinning me around to face him. I almost lost my balance but I held onto the ledge keeping me upright. He licked his lips looking me over. 

“If I could, I'd bend you over right here for everyone to see, baby girl. You’ve been teasing me for days. You wanna keep pushing it? we won’t make it home before I fill up that pretty little pussy, do I make myself clear?” 

“Crystal,” I let out a deep breath, keeping my eyes on his. Even off his game, he was still so intimidating and intense.

“I’ll give you a headstart back to the truck.” He smirked. Again, I tried. I couldn’t help myself. I started to skate back to the entrance but I stopped and looked back at him. 

“Not like you’d be able to keep up anyway Daddy,”  He stopped and stared at me, raising an eyebrow. 

“Get your ass in the truck, now.” he growled. I bit my lip and nodded. I switched back to my regular boots and returned the skates. Logan was only a few steps behind me when I started to walk out to the truck. I was almost there when I felt grab my hip and spin me around. He backed me up against the passenger door cupping my jaw and tracing my lips with his thumb. “Give me one good reason not to bend you over the seat and take you right here.”  He mused. I pouted and laid my hand on his chest.

“It’s cold Bear,” He chuckled and pressed his body closer to mine, completely pinning me to the truck. He slid his hand down to my neck resting his thumb and fingers on either side squeezing softly.

“You got yourself into this sugar, don’t play innocent now.” He finally leaned in and kissed me roughly, keeping his hand on my neck. I moaned into his mouth, letting him take control. Reaching between us I slid my hand over the growing bulge in his jeans and squeezed teasingly. He moaned, dropping his head to my shoulder. 

“What’s stopping you?” I smirked. He was putty in my hands now.  He kissed my neck softly letting his hands wander over my curves. He stopped suddenly and chuckled to himself. 

“A public indecency charge, get in the truck baby girl, I’ll deal with you at home,  this ain’t over,” he said and gave me one last kiss before he opened the door for me and smacked my ass as I turned to hop up into the truck. 

The whole drive home he had one hand on the wheel and the other on my inner thigh. It was… well, it was never innocent, but it was less intense at first. He just rested it there letting me know he fully intended to keep me in check. It was so hot. I felt hot all over. With just one little touch. It sent sparks through me. That with one touch, one grip, he asserted his dominance. Maybe it was just because I let him. Or maybe it was because he was such a force to be reckoned with that something so simple demanded respect. Eventually, he started to move 

his hand farther up my thigh, massaging it with his fingers and rubbing in slow circles with his thumb. 

All I could think about was feeling those fingers inside me. His thumb pressed against my clit. I let out a pathetic whimper when his hand slid back down my thigh, his thumb brushing over my knee. 

“Something wrong, sugar?” He looked over, that shit eating grin on his face, and caught my eye before looking back to the road. 

“Your teasing,” I pouted. He raised an eyebrow and chuckled. 

“Can dish it out but you can’t take it huh?” He smacked my thigh and smirked “fuckin love that sound.” He groaned and I let out another little whimper.  “Bad girls don’t get treats darlin’ , you know that,” I pouted, laying my hand on top of his and rubbing the back of his hand with my thumb

“I’m sorry, Bear,” I said softly. He hummed turning his hand and tangling our fingers together. He brought my hand to his lips kissing my knuckles.

“Sorry ain’t gonna help you now baby doll, your fate is sealed.” I swallowed hard but I could feel my excitement begin to pool between my legs. When we got back to the cabin Logan barley had the truck in park before he jumped out. I just got my door open when he grabbed me by the hips and wrapped my legs around his waist pulling me out of the truck. 

“Fuck,” I breathed out,  holding onto his shoulders as he carried me inside. He kicked the door closed behind him and walked inside dropping me on the couch.  He pushed his knee between my thighs and leaned down, crashing his lips to mine. I barely had time to catch my breath before he started pulling at my clothes. He made quick work undressing me. Tossing my sweater to the side kissing and sucking  at my chest while he worked on getting my bra out of his way, and then pulling my leggings and panties off in one swift motion. 

“Look at you,” he groaned, pulling away to admire me. I blushed instinctively trying to hide myself still not used to all of his love and attention.  He grabbed my wrists pinning them to the arm of the couch with one hand while the other started to snake up my thigh. “Mm don’t hide darlin, Daddy wants to see his girl.” I bit my lip and nodded.

I kept my eyes on him the whole time. He used his knee to spread my legs wider and caressed the crease in my leg with his thumb. He was so close to where I needed him it was making my head spin. I whined softly grinding against nothing and he chuckled. “You’ve been a real fuckin brat today you know that?” He shook his head and tutted disapprovingly. “What am I gonna do with you?” 

“I said I was sorry,” I pouted. He smiled softly 

“I know you did, baby girl,”  he sat up and pulled off his shirt. He leaned down and pressed a sweet kiss to my lips. “And you really meant that huh?” He kissed my body. Stopping to pull my nipple between his teeth and teasing the other with his tongue. My back arched, moaning softly. As I nodded.

“I did, Daddy,”  I breathed as he settled between my legs. He ghosted his thumb over my clit and smirked. He took his time kissing and biting at my inner thighs making sure to mark his territory. I was squirming beneath him dripping on to the couch. I bit my lip holding back a moan as he finally  teased around my clit with his tongue. It took everything in me not to beg. It’s what exactly what he wanted. All at once he sat up on his knees and quickly flipped me on to my stomach pulling me up slightly so I was on my knees and I was on full display for him. 

I heard the slap before I felt the sting. His hand came down hard on my ass. 

“And I said it was too late for sorry baby.” I heard the smack again this time on the other cheek and squealed in surprise not expecting the second blow. “You think its fun to tease and make fun.” He growled in a low voice. He leaned over me his hot breath against my ear. He pressed his bulge against my aching pussy and I grinded against him trying to get some friction. He reached around and grabbed my neck holding me against his chest. “I’ll show you what Daddy can do sugar. And your gonna take it like a good girl. You understand me?” He pressed further into me and I nodded moaning. He grabbed my jaw turning my face to look at him. “Words baby.” 

“Yes, Sir.” He growled deep in his chest and kissed me roughly. 

“Thats my girl,” He groaned as he pulled away. I heard the metal clang of his belt and the sound of it dropping to the floor. He pushed his jeans and boxers down his thighs and immediately lined the head of his cock up with my entrance. He ran his head through the wetness there moaning softly to himself. Then without warning he fully shoved himself inside me. I let out a strangled moan struggling to get used to his size. Sy is in no sense of the word a small man. And as many times as we’ve had sex I still have trouble taking all of him. And with no prep before hand. I could feel him stretching me open for him. 

He moved his hand around my neck to grip my hair making me arch for him. With the other on the back of the couch to steady himself, he started a relentless pace. Slamming into me and making me feel every inch of him. I was a mess underneath him moaning and crying out his name while he pounded into me. He shifted behind me pulling my hips up and thrusted back into me the new angle hitting my spot repeatedly. “Fuck Sy please,” I begged. I didn’t care anymore all I wanted was for him to make me cum for him. I need the release. I could feel it building quickly. The knot forming in my stomach. Despite his reckless pounding I knew he was still only getting started. Letting out soft little groans every time he sunk into me. 

“You wanna cum baby?” He smirked, releasing his grip on my hair and delivering another sharp smack on my ass. I moaned loudly and nodded. 

“Please, it feels so good!” I whined. Tears stinging my eyes now trying to wait for his permission. 

“Brats don’t get treats Sugar,” He chuckled. He slowed his thrusts and pulled out of me completely. I whined, looking back at him pleadingly. He stood up and picked me up off the couch,  I wrapped my legs around his waist and he pinned my back to the wall. He teased my entrance with his cock slowy pushing in again. I held onto him as he started to fuck me against the wall. I kissed him roughly moaning into his mouth as he picked up his pace again. 

“I’m so sorry Bear,” I moaned starting to feel the fire build in my stomach again. God this is what I loved and hated about him. He was so fucking stubborn and incredibly thorough. He wasn’t gonna give this up. “I-I shouldn’t have teased you.” I stuttered trying to stay coherent. He smirked kissing my neck and grabbing my hips helping me meet his thrusts. 

“Mhmm,” He groaned into my neck, “What else baby?” he teased. God I didn’t know if I could last I could already feel my legs shaking. I knew he could to. 

“I won’t do it again. I-I promise, I love you baby, just please please let me cum.” I don’t know if I was making sense anymore. I would do anything for him at this point. He reached one hand between us rubbing my clit with his thumb and I screamed out his name letting my head hit the wall. 

“That’s my good girl. I love hearing your desprate little moans. Cum for Daddy baby.” He kept his thumb on my clit while I barried my head into his neck moaning his name and letting my walls clamp around him. My whole body spasming while he holds me up. I let out a deep breath and he chuckled kissing me softly when I raised my head from his shoulder. He walked back to the couch and sat with me in his lap straddling him. Still fully hard inside me. He had incredible stamina but I knew he was desprate now too. I felt him twitch inside me begging for release. I braced myself on the back of the couch and started bouncing in his lap it wasn’t long before he was cursing under his breath. And grabbing my hips trying to take control again. 

“Such a good girl, you look so good riding me.” he groaned smacking my ass as I countineud to ride his cock. I could feel another orgasm building. The thought of him filling me up making me feral. I moaned chasing my orgasm. I let him guide me on his cock as he started to get close himself. “Gonna fill this pussy up baby. Wanna see you dripping with my cum.” He moaned. Kissing me roughly and thrusting up into me he let out deep growl as he released inside me I continued to ride him as I reached my own high. 

I collapsed against him in his lap. Laying my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his big arms around me holding me against his chest. After resting for a few minutes I broke the silence preparing soft kisses on his neck. 

“Thank you for taking me ice skating baby,” I giggled. “Even though you hated it.” I felt him let out a deep chuckle from his chest. 

“Any time baby girl. You know I’d do anything for ya, even if I suck at it.” He smirked. I snorted. 

“You really almost had it bear.” I teased. He raised an eyebrow a mischievous look in his eye. 

“You tryna go for another punishment?” He asked. I bit my lip. 

“I don’t know if I could handle anymore.” I blushed. 

“We’ll see about that,” He smiled and kissed me passionately.

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[misc-obeyme]

You know what time it is.

Lesson 33 spoilers, including the hard lesson, here we go!

I am pleased. And I am not pleased.

I had so many great moments with all my faves. Solomon being there for me, Levi being a lil cutie, THIRTEEN DATE, Barbatos giving me lil Ds. What glorious moments. I shall share some screenshots momentarily.

BUT FIRST.

Belphie. What the fuck.

Technically, this is Mammon’s fault. He was the one who was like it’s not wrong to feel upset about it and like yeah he’s right, but Belphie is clearly taking that statement to an EXTREME.

We are dealing with YANDERE BELPHIE, my friends.

If I remember correctly, he was always supposed to be yandere. So now we’re really leaning into that, huh? Like straight up, I am going to keep you here forever because you’ll be happier with me than if you leave. Our boy’s gone a little off the deep end lol. I kinda love it.

Though I was really surprised by his final line of “I don’t want you to see what’s inside my head.” He seemed really concerned about it. Considering all we’ve seen already, it can’t be that bad, right? Then again, I wouldn’t want anyone I know to get inside my head, either. Please stay out, you don’t need to see the horrors, thanks.

Also, we still haven’t made a pact with Levi. Just like we didn’t actually make a pact with Beel. Is it because now they’re not sure they want to have pacts with us because of the whole needing magic to get back to the human world thing? I swear I have a memory of Solomon telling us that we could make pacts with all of the brothers at the same time. But we already have pacts with three of them? So why would we only make pacts with three or four of them at the same time? I’m so confused. Someone please share your thoughts with me on this because I don’t get it???

I really feel like they directly addressed some of the concerns we’ve all been having in this lesson, too. I mean Solomon straight up talks about wondering what the brothers we left behind are doing. Or if time is still going there or if we’ll end up exactly where we left etc etc. HOWEVER all that soup talk makes me think they are just going to mesh it all together. ‘Cause Solomon also said this:

What does that mean? How can the future brothers influence what’s happening in the past? Unless their memories are changing in real time… ugh why did they have to go with time travel shenanigans?? Don’t they know this junk hurts my brain??

Anyway, now it’s time for some of my favorite moments, enough about time travel and feelings and pacts!

Because my favorite sorcerer also said this. And I know there are some questions about his motives and blah blah but I don’t care. I love him. He’ll be all serious, then say something sweet and reassuring, then do something crazy or try to cook again… he’s got so many sides to him lol.

STOP MAKING ME LIKE YOU MEPHISTOPHELES. (Please you were like the last character I was neutral about I can’t afford to get obsessed with anyone else.)

Honestly, I laughed so hard when he said this. Mammon just called him out directly and he LAUGHED. He laughed and was like yeah duh of course, idiots. And look how pleased he is about it, too.

May I bring your attention to my baby Levi? Look at this silly guy. I was so happy I got to hug him. And the group hug was adorable, too. Satan protesting the whole time lol. Lucifer coming in and being like… I regret asking.

I swear sometimes I wanna kiss this guy JUST to watch him blush. It’s so freakin’ cute.

Smitten. I am smitten.

The way she’s like I don’t get why you like these weirdos, but I know they matter to you. Don’t worry, it’s going to work out. How she gets all defensive of MC. Her cute little smile. The way she suggests coming to visit MC in the human world & saying that Solomon can come too?! LIKE. I love her so much.

HE KNOWS.

Listen I was thrilled about this whole part - Barbatos being mysterious and giving me a weird piece of paper and a Little D? Yes forever. But also I think we’ve all suspected him of knowing the truth and this part right here just solidifies that for me. He definitely knows. He knows everything about what’s going on. I don’t think that means he’s Nightbringer or even that he’s working with Nightbringer. He could just know because he’s got access to all of time and what not. But either way, he knows.

Honestly I love Barbatos so much. Just the small parts we had with him were enough to get me in my feels. I also really enjoyed the hard lesson because even if Luke doesn’t know what’s going on, I think Simeon does. And their discussion was interesting.

So I’m gonna leave you with one last Barb moment.

I’m so impatient is it the end of the season yet?? I wanna know how it ends right NOW.

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late night posting but I had a thought that spiraled into mostly Disaster Twins banter and I wanted to write it just because of that

I have no plan I’m just going sorry if it just kinda ends

takes place immediately after the events of Evil League of Mutants

———

Donnie’s in his bunk, doing one last nightly check of all his socials, when the curtain to his room is opened and shut. He doesn’t have to look to know who it is - his other brothers have the decency to knock.

“What do you want, Leo?”

He doesn’t answer right away. Donnie hears the sound of his desk chair rolling over concrete and looks down to see Leo making himself comfortable, reclined back so he can see Donnie without craning his neck.

Great. Donnie returns to his phone and waits for Leo to speak.

“I just can’t stop thinking about what happened today.”

“A lot of things happened today, so you’ll have to be more specific.”

“Uh, about Lou Jitsu being our dad, duh! I mean, it’s crazy!”

“Oh, I know.” Donnie actually grins at that, looking up at his ceiling. “Of all the people it could have been! You know, I’ve sequenced all our DNA, and if I go through the data perhaps I can isolate his badassery in genetic form!” He wiggles in excitement. “Maybe I can even make my own Lou Jitsu clone…”

“Okay, cool it on the mad scientist junk for a second,” says Leo, rudely jerking him out of his tiny Lou Jitsu fantasies. “I’m just saying… he’s our dad.”

“Yes, as we’ve established.”

“I mean, all four of us.”

“Good job, Leo, you are two for two.”

“And that makes us brothers. Like… biologically.”

“Yes, very good. You have a fifth grade understanding of biology, gold star.” He looks away from his phone and down at Leo, and feels a sudden rush of panic. “Aaaand you aaare emotional about this… for some reason.”

“Am not,” argues Leo, even though he clearly is. Leo doesn’t cry much, but sometimes his eyes get all big and shiny like he wants to, and now is one of those times.

Donnie cringes. “Are you sure you don’t want to have… whatever conversation this is with Raph or Mikey?”

“No.” Leo scowls. “They’d be all… weird about it.”

“I’m going to be weird about it!”

“Dee, can you just… listen a sec?”

He knows if he tells Leo no after that, Leo will get up and leave… but he feels bad doing that. No matter what reasoning led him to choose Donnie to hear out these feelings, if Leo gets rejected he’ll never tell anyone and just sulk in his room instead.

So Donnie sighs. “Fiiine. But I’m not sharing any emotions tonight.”

Leo snorts, but after a second he starts talking again. “I just… know it shouldn’t matter, because we’re brothers no matter what. But… I don’t know. I always thought, since we’re different species… But now I know we all have the same dad! And it doesn’t matter, but… doesn’t that make you kinda… happy?”

Leo’s looking at him expectantly, and Donnie mulls it over. Does it make him happy? He’s never thought too much about it before, but maybe there is something nice about sharing that connection.

He already said he’s not talking about feelings, though, and anyway… “I already knew.”

Leo is out of the chair and in his face in a second flat. “What do you mean you already knew?”

“Not that Lou Jitsu is our dad, obviously!” He isn’t intimidated by Leo, but he pulls back anyway so he has more room to properly display his annoyance. “But I sequenced our DNA, remember? And it took some work, because of the highly complex processes involved and the fact that we don’t have DNA that is purely human or turtle-“

“Donnie-“

“-anyway, I isolated our human DNA and found enough similarities to determine there was a 92% chance our human donor was the same person. So I already knew that we are biologically brothers.”

Leo gapes at him. “And you didn’t think to tell us that!?”

“I tried to tell you! I laid all my findings out in a powerpoint, and you said, and I quote, “Donald, it’s been fifteen slides already, if you have any more I’m shoving you in a sewer pipe and leaving you for the rats.””

“Hey, don’t pin this on me! You’re the one who didn’t put the important information up front! Effective scientific communication is critical!”

“The point is that it’s all important, and thus impossible to pare down! So if you could just be patient once and a while, you’d actually learn something!”

“Well maybe I just thought you would tell us something this important straight out!”

Donnie is all geared up to keep fighting him on this, but just like how he can tell when Leo is emotional but trying to hide it, he can tell when Leo is hurt and trying to hide it. Arguing doesn’t feel good when it’s like this.

He backs down with a small shrug of surrender. “I just… didn’t think it was that important. I mean, it’s like you said… We’re brothers no matter who our human donor or donors are.”

The hurt slips off Leo’s face as easily as it came, and he smiles just a little. “Yeah?”

“Yes. And if I’m saying it then it’s obviously right.”

Leo rolls his eyes, but he’s still got that smile so Donnie knows all is forgiven.

Leo decides to extend an olive branch too, apparently, because the next thing he says is, “What would you even do with a Lou Jitsu clone, anyway?”

“I haven’t decided.” He looks at Leo, then sighs and scoots over. “Since you’re here, you can help me brainstorm.”

Leo’s smile turns into a full grin, and he pulls himself up into the bunk. It’s a tight squeeze, but they fit.

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[no-phrogs-in-hats]

Baby Steps Part 4

Larissa x pregnant!reader

Summary: The third trimester leaves many twists and turns

Warning: Small breakdown

Read Part 3 here

“Wow, throwing a baby shower really makes you realize how few friends you have,” you quipped as you sat on the couch creating a guest list. “Most of these people are our coworkers.”

Larissa, who sits beside you putting together the gift registry, chuckled. “I feel like we said the same thing for our wedding.”

“Probably,” you giggle. “We’re both very antisocial people.”

“So, is it a gender reveal?”

That was the third time you had gotten that question since you sent out the invites.

“No,” you explained politely, pausing the grading on the final exams. “It’s just a baby shower. Gender reveals are so tacky to me, so Larissa and I agreed to find out the sex when it’s born. I mean, it’s already the beginning of June, so there’s only a couple months left.”

“You know, I saw this really cool gadget on TikTok! You should add it to your registry! Or maybe I’ll just buy it for you anyway.”

“Oh, I appreciate it, but, really, it’s okay. We’ve only put necessities on our registry.” 

“No, seriously, this is a need. I’ll send you the link.”

And, once again, someone was insisting on getting you something you didn’t need. On the gift registry you sent out, you had put in asterisks a message, specifically saying to not get anything that isn’t on the registry unless otherwise stated. Necessities were for now, fancy gadgets could be saved for later.

When your coworker left your classroom, you reclined in your chair, letting out a deep breath and placing your hand on your bump. “Boy or girl, this is going to be a long eighteen years.”

“Talking to them again?”

The sudden voice made you jump in your seat before you saw Larissa in the doorway. 

“I saw Grace coming out of your classroom,” she said, leaning down to give you a kiss. “Was she insisting on getting us that crazy baby gadget?”

“How’d you know?”

“She cornered me in the teachers’ lounge earlier. All I wanted was a cup of coffee, but instead I received parenting advice from someone who has no children and gets all their information from parenting accounts on social media.” Larissa pulled a seat up to your desk and sat beside you. “How’re you feeling?”

You bent over to rest your head on her lap, groaning when you felt her fingers dig into your back and begin to massage the knots out. “My back is killing me, I’m exhausted, I have to pee all the time, my tits hurt when I touch them the slightest bit, and I’ve had to refrain from snapping at multiple students because of how easily I’ve been getting irritated.” 

Larissa’s hand came to your face, fingers smoothing out a strand of hair and pushing it behind your ear. She smiled softly, “You’ve always been one to minimize things, darling, so that doesn’t really answer my question.”

“I’m fine, Larissa,” you huffed.

Larissa pursed her lips. “Mhm…sure…”

Her response was like a tsunami came crashing down on you and you stood up. Your lip began quivering, yet you had all the rage of a thousand angry men. “Well, how would you feel if you were creating a human being out of nothing, Larissa!?” Tears started pouring down your cheeks as Larissa sat there awkwardly, watching your outburst, saying nothing as you slammed the door to your classroom. 

“I’m in a terrible mood all the time! The slightest thing irritates me, but I don’t wanna make a big deal out of it because then I’ll be known as the overdramatic pregnant woman! Teachers have been pestering me about my birth plan! Like, why does it fucking matter how I’m giving birth!? That is between me, you, and the midwife! Not some random fucking math teacher on a Tuesday morning! Wednesday Addams keeps telling me all these weird and creepy facts about pregnancy and newborns! I’m sorry, but I don’t want to know that some babies lactate! And all I wanna do at the end of a long day is have sex with my wife, but my stomach is the size of a fucking cantelope and every position is uncomfortable!” 

You took a steadying breath, wiping away your tears–and smudging your eyeliner and mascara. Reaching over your desk, you grabbed a tissue. “I’m sorry,” you sniffled. “I’m just…I needed to get that out…I’m sorry…”

When you sat down, Larissa pulled you into her arms, her hands rubbing up and down your back. “Shhh…You don’t need to apologize, love. You’re doing so much–too much. You’re getting overwhelmed. This is why I told you to go on leave. You’re letting your blood pressure get too high and you’ve been very insistent on not having a c-section.”

You pulled away from her and wiped the underneath of your eyes again. “I know, but there’s only a few days left of school. I really didn’t need to take any leave.”

“You’ve always been one to work yourself to the bone.” Larissa leaned down and retrieved your purse from under your desk. Unzipping it, she pulled out your makeup bag and handed it to you. “Lunch is almost over, let’s get you cleaned up a bit.”

The Nevermore graduation ceremony felt like hours. Being the head of the English department, you stood in a line with the other heads on the stage of the auditorium, shaking each student’s hand before they retrieved their diploma from Larissa. You were particularly proud to be shaking Wednesday Addams’ hand after seeing her rocky start a few years prior. But by the time the final student walked across the stage in their black and purple cap and gown (even Wednesday complied and wore a purple gown), you were dead weight on your feet.

The ceremony was moved to the Quad where refreshments were served and students could gather once more before moving out of their dorms. Maybe it was the fact that you were seven months pregnant, but the heat was almost unbearable. You had no idea how Larissa wore those dresses all the time because the simple breezy maxi dress you were wearing made you feel like you were doused in your own sweat. 

Your attention was turned behind you after speaking with a parent and you laid eyes on Wednesday and Enid. “Oh, thank you, Miss Addams…” A gift was handed to you, wrapped in blue and pink baby shower wrapping paper.

Enid, who stood beside her, bounced up and down on the balls of her feet with a bright smile. “The wrapping paper was my idea! It’s for the baby!”

“I would’ve gone with a different color palette,” Wednesday commented. “I can feel the skin on my hands burning off after touching that.”

“Black and white or blue and pink, it doesn’t matter to me,” you smiled. “Thank you, girls.”

“I saw it on TikTok and knew it was perf for you!” Enid squealed. “It’s this really cool–”

“Enid!” Wednesday hissed. “Don’t give it away.”

You giggled to yourself as you watched the two of them walking away, hand-in-hand as they muttered to each other.

“What’s this?”

Larissa’s voice startled you and you turned around. “Just a gift from Enid and Wednesday. I have a feeling we’re going to have two of those gadgets that Grace mentioned.”

And you were right. Weeks later, the baby shower went off without a hitch. Despite it being now late July and you being the size of a watermelon, you had never felt happier. You were practically on the verge of tears thinking about the entire situation.

Here you were, sitting beside your wife surrounded by your closest family and friends, opening gifts for the baby that would be in your arms in just over a month. You truly couldn’t ask for more.

In August your parents decided to visit, assisting you and Larissa with anything you needed help with. Your father took your car to the shop to get its oil changed along with everything else you had forgotten about–you really weren’t liking this pregnancy brain. Now you sat in the designated nursery, once Larissa's home office, huffing and puffing in a cushioned rocking chair.

“Okay,” Larissa mumbled, “it looks like we put parts A and B together using wrench three–Mia have you seen that wrench?”

“Nope.”

“You know, we could hire someone to do it,” you sighed, watching Larissa, your father, and your sister attempt to put together the crib for the nursery. “I mean, the girl at Ikea said they have people f–”

You were cut off by Larissa kissing you on your lips, looming tall over you. “Darling, it’ll be fine. We can do this. All you have to do is sit here and look pretty. Can you do that?”

“I can do that better than anyone,” you scoffed.

Larissa smiled and leaned in for another kiss. “That’s my girl.”

You were now a week over your due-date and you were miserable. You back ached, your breasts were painful to the touch, and the only thing you wanted now was to get this baby out of you.

“Are you alright, love?” 

Larissa’s hand came to your back as your breath stopped. You clutched the edge of the table in your hand tightly as a wave of dull pain started slowly. 

You didn’t want it to start here. You were in public, at a sports bar in Burlington with your family and Larissa’s when the pains started. 

“Yeah,” you breathed. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

The waitress, who was standing by your mother taking her drink order, paused and looked at you with the rest of the family. “Are you sure, sweetheart? The hospital is just down the road.”

“I’m fine, really,” you insisted. 

Larissa side-eyed you carefully. “I’m starting a stopwatch.”

“You don’t nee–”

“I’m starting a stopwatch,” she repeated, giving you the same look she gave troubled and disobedient students. “You're not having our baby in the car.”

You scoffed. “I’m not having the baby in our car, Larissa. Don’t be ridiculous.”

The rest of the evening continued, Larissa tracking your contractions against your will while everyone took their time looking over the menu and savoring their drinks. When the waitress came back half an hour later with the appetizers, a second, more painful contraction ripped through you.

“That was thirty seconds,” Larissa said. “Once they get to a minute long, I think we should go.”

“Larissa, I’m fine!” you groaned. “I’m sure they’re just Braxton Hicks.”

Putting a serving of nachos on your plate and hers, she shook her head. “You’re a week overdue, darling. I don’t think these are Braxton Hicks.”

You tried to ignore it, but Christ, you had to admit these were painful. You didn’t want to tell Larissa she was right, but a half hour intermission turned into a fifteen minute one, and a fifteen minute one turned into a ten minute one.

“They’re ten minutes apart,” Larissa muttered to you. “The last one lasted forty-five seconds.”

You smiled and thanked the waitress when she handed you your dinner, taking a small bite and answering Larissa. “Just drop it. We’ll go when my water breaks.”

“You watched the YouTube video,” Larissa said. “Sometimes the water doesn’t break.”

“We–” Your fork clattered onto your plate and the entire table looked at you as Larissa started the stopwatch. Through deep breaths you asked, “How long ago was–?”

“Seven minutes,” Larissa answered, placing her hand on your lower back once again and looking up at the waitress. “Darling, can we get two boxes, please? Thank you.”

“Take me to UVM,” you said. “Don’t take me to Jericho General. I have not heard good things about their maternity ward.”

“Sweet pea–”

“I said, take me to UVM!” you snapped.

Larissa, after retrieving her purse from under the table, took her keys out and took one of them off the ring. She handed it to your mother saying, “Here’s the house key. After dinner would  you be able to get the hospital bag and bring it to us?”

With a peck on Larissa’s cheek and yours, your mother took the key. “Of course. Now go. We’ll let you know when we’re on our way.”

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[rainbow-femme]

It’s wild that in the Jurassic World movies they were like “we’re going to invent a new dinosaur!” And then for all intents and purposes made another T-Rex. Yeah for the characters it’s supposed to be smarter and stuff but to the audience the dinosaurs were always as smart as a situation needed them to be, yeah it’s bigger but I don’t have any scale and the T-Rex was already really big so after a certain point I can’t tell the difference

If you’re telling me this park needed a new wow factor to bring people in I don’t buy that a different color T-Rex would do it. They could have gone absolutely insane, taken some of the most iconic elements of different dinosaurs and slapped them together with the idea of “we’ll just put everyone’s favorite bits on one thing so that means they will love it even more” which also fits into the movie’s theme of making fun of the fact that it’s a rebooted sequel

Give me the scary jaws of a T-Rex but a long neck like a brontosaurus so it can now see way up high or around corners, maybe have it be extendable and retractable like some birds so it doesn’t look goofy all the time but have it be tension that they don’t know how long the neck extends

Give me crazy triceratops horns and stegosaurus spikes so it’s just weapons going in every direction, give me Deinocheirus long arms so it’s not even limited by the T-Rex stubby arm thing, make it able to swim like the Spinosaurus, give me acid spit like the Dilophosaurus

Fuck it, give it wings! I don’t care! I’m here to see people get eaten by dinosaurs, you think I care about physics? Give me a T-Rex with a long neck that can swoop down from the sky like a fucking dragon

Maybe have it be omnivorous and while in containment it was really docile and people were safe around it because they always fed it when they came in but then when it gets out and the humans are acting agitated and don’t have food it starts to get aggressive and tries to eat the people instead, so anyone who sees it and isn’t in the know thinks it’s safe

Hell, maybe it’s not actively trying to hurt people at all. Maybe to show off the different dinosaur talents they taught it tricks so it keeps trying to do the tricks for a reward and the tricks are now dangerous to humans and it’s not being fed so it’s doing them more and doing them more aggressively. Maybe it had a target it shot acid at or it would swim towards a moving piece of bait and attack it, or they would play a noise to make it extend its neck and investigate so now it automatically does that at unfamiliar noises, maybe it had things it was trained to smash with the spike tail or spear with its horns. Give it a seaworld/circus angle of “hey maybe these things shouldn’t be doing tricks for human amusement”

You’re gonna make it CGI anyway, why not make it cool! Make it insane looking! Make it even kind of silly at first until it gets out and all of a sudden all those things that make it silly are now actively coming to get you

#I just don’t understand why you took ‘new dinosaur we can invent’ and both times just made another t-Rex #jurassic park #jurassic world #dinosaurs

[multifandomworldsposts]

Love Story

Pairing: Arthur Curry x fem!reader

Warning: making out & abduction

Y/N’s POV

We met two years ago, I worked at Tony’s Sunken Galleon when we met, he’s the sweetest man ever. When he told me he could breathe underwater I didn’t believe him at first but he showed me, it was the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen in my life. 

Flashback

“I want to show you something Y/N.” Arthur holds my hands while looking down at me. 

“What is it?” I look up at him. 

“You may think this is crazy but I can see underwater, breathe underwater, and I can understand animals.”

“Are you lying to me?”

“I’m not, let me show you Y/N/N.”

He takes me to his dock, “Sit down Y/N.”

I sit down on the edge of the dock. Arthur takes his clothes off and jumps in the water, he pops his head out of the water and approaches me “Do you trust me?”

“I do.”

“Take your clothes off and let me show you that I’m not playing games with you, we promised each other that we would be telling the truth.” I take my clothes off and he grabs me by the waist and slowly takes me in the water. I hug him.

“Now I’m going to take you underwater, once again do you trust me?”

“I do.” I look at him. He takes us underwater, I close my eyes, I hear him doing something, I hear dolphin noises, he takes us out of the water and I open my eyes and a dolphin is in front of me, this is my first time being so close to a dolphin. 

“He wants you to pet him.” I look him and said, “How do you know?”

 “I can hear animals and they can understand me.” 

“How is that possible?” I pet the dolphin while saying.

 “When my parents met, my mom, she’s like what I am but she got killed because of me.” 

“Don’t say that about yourself Arthur, she could be out there somewhere.” I touch his cheek.

“Atlantis killed her Y/N and I know it.”

End of Flashback

I believe him, I’ll always believe him. But I’m obviously not going to tell my family and friends about his powers. They’re going to think I’m crazy.

Ever since then he’s been wanting me to go in the ocean to see what’s happening, but I’m a human and I can’t breathe underwater. One day he took me in the ocean but in a ship underwater.

“Y/N!” I hear in the distance.

I turn around on what I’m doing.

“Arthur.” I walk up to him.

“What is it?”

“I wanna show you something.”

“Okay.”

“It’s underwater.”

“You know I can’t breathe underwater right?”

“I know but, come with me.” He takes me to my dock and see a ship.

“What is this?”

“It’s some type of ship but you can ride it in the sea.”

“But how can I be in it?”

“There’s a mode for humans if they’re riding it. So you ready?” I nod and he takes me in the passenger seat of the ship.

6 minutes into the ride

I look around where we’re at and Atlantis looks beautiful! I see a dolphin and the way it’s looking at me, it knows who I am.

“It’s the dolphin you saw two months ago.” Arthur says.

“How do you know?” I look at him.

“The way he’s looking at you.” Now that’s adorable!

9 minutes later

We get to a sunken ship and Arthur gave me scuba gear I try to get it on me when he parks the ship on the ocean floor. He guides me to the sunken ship and the ship looks interesting. We get in the ship and how can this be an air pocket?

“What is this place?” I asked while taking the scuba gear off of me.

“A friend of mine showed me this a few months ago, it’s an air pocket as an extra layer of precaution.”

I look around and the whole place looks breathtaking.

“Why do you want to show me this place?” I look at him.

“Just wanted to show you what the ocean really is. And.” He picks me up to put me on a small wooden table.

I giggle.

“And we haven’t been alone in long time.”

“I like where this is going Arthur.”

“I hope you do.”

He begins to kiss my lips, I kiss him back. Later on, he kisses my neck, his beard starts to tickle my neck, I start to giggle again, I can feel him chuckle on my skin, he knows how it feels on me.

I hear something muffled, I get scared so I stop Arthur.

“Arth, I hear something.” I put my hands on his chest to make him stop.

Arthur looks behind himself and men in white and red armor come in the ship.

Arthur protects me.

“Who are they Arthur?”

“Atlantean soldiers.” I get more scared.

Arthur starts to fight, I start to run but one of the soldiers caught me, I try to fight back but I blacked out.

I wake up in a small room with a window and I see Arthur chained up. He gets shocked by one of those Atlantean Soldiers, I can hear his yells and how much he’s in pain. I’m in chains as well. I bang on the window to get Arthur’s attention, he looks at me, his face expression changes.

“Here we are again.” Someone said. Arthur looks at the person.

“Vulko. I can explain.”

“You brought a human to Atlantis, what if she gives information to other human beings?” Vulko approaches Arthur.

“I know her, she would never do that.” Vulko looks at me.

“Would you give other people information about Atlantis?”

I feel a gun on my back I look at the person and the gun, it looks like something I’ve never seen before. I hear the gun almost go off, I quickly say, “I won’t! Please don’t hurt me!” The gun didn’t go off.

“Vulko! Don’t do this to her! Get away from her!” Arthur yells at Vulko. I began to shake, I’m that scared.

“What if we do this to her?” Vulko looks at The soldier grabs my hair and put the gun back to my back, I start to scream.

“Get away from her!” Arthur screams.

“You love her don’t you?” Vulko went closer to Arthur.

“More than anything Vulko.”

The Atlantean Soldiers eventually released Arthur to be with me. I wait for him. He enters the room, I look at him and ran to him to hug him.

“I wanna go home.”

“I’ll take you home Y/N/N.”

Eventually Arthur took me home. “Y/N, I’m sorry about, you know.” He sets me down on my dock.

“You’re okay, it’s not your fault. You just wanted me to see what the ocean looked like.”

“Y/N, you almost got killed all because of me.” Arthur puts his hands on the dock and got closer to me.

“I know Arthur, I just I-“ We hear footsteps on the dock, it’s my dad.

“What the hell is this? And Y/N, where have you been?” I get up and walked up to my dad.

“Arthur, he showed me his dad’s lighthouse.” I lied. My dad knew that I was lying.

“Now, you know that you’re lying to me Y/N/N, where were you?” He gets closer to me, I get nervous.

“We went to my dad’s lighthouse Mr. Y/L/N. There were new things in the house so I wanted to show her and she likes the view from up there.” Arthur approach us.

“Why’s your hair wet Y/N?” My dad puts his hands on his hips.

“We did a little swim near his dock.” I can see my dad looking suspicious.

“Is she telling the truth Arthur?”

“Yes she is Mr. Y/L/N.” My dad looks at us and walks away.

I turn around to Arthur, “Thank you Art.” I hug him.

“No problem Y/N. Listen I gotta go and see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah.” I said.

THE NEXT DAY

I wake up in a different place. Where am I? I hear someone approaching where I’m at and, I don’t know who it is?

“Hi beautiful.” The voice said.

“Who are you?”

“Call me Black Manta.” The voice came closer to me.

I try to get away but I feel chains on my wrists.

“I want to get out of here!” I yell at Black Manta.

“You’re going stay here until you tell me about Aquaman.” Black Manta gets closer to me.

“I know nothing alright!” I talk yell at him.

“That’s not an answer!” Black Manta yells and hits me with something I can’t recognize.

“OW! What the hell is that!?” I touch where the wound is at.

“It’s a coin.”

“A coin?”

“Yep. You’re staying here until I get an answer from you, see you tomorrow.” Black Manta leaves me alone.

I want to go home! I want someone to save me, please…

Arthur’s POV

Y/N’s parents and I are making a deal, they want Y/N back and I’m going to do it, but I need some help from of sea creatures and some Atlanteans. I gathered the creatures and Atlanteans to Y/N’s family’s beach house and her family look terrified about everybody there.

I go up to her dad, “Y/D/N, I’m going to get Y/N back. Can you trust us?”

“If you know what you’re doing, I trust you.” Y/D/N says.

I’m going to get Y/N back.

2 DAYS LATER

“I think I know where she is.” Mera says.

“Where?” I question.

“Maybe with Black Manta, I mean, he wants revenge for you killing his father.” Mera looks at me and says.

“That son of a bitch.” I mumble.

“Let’s go find him.” Mera tells everyone.

Y/N’s POV

I so hungry, thirsty, and I feel dirty. I hear someone walking and it’s Black Manta with food and water. Finally!

“Here, thought you wanted something to eat and drink.” He hands me a full course meal.

I take the food and water from him and told him thank you.

“Now tell me who’s Aquaman.” He asks.

“What’s your obsession with Aquaman?” I say continue to eat my sandwich.

“He killed my father two years ago.” He says with a frown.

“Why’s that?” I question drinking my water.

He told me something that’s untrue because Arthur told me what happened the day, Black Manta’s dad and him including their men were invading a russian ship, Arthur saved the sailors. I secretly disagree with Black Manta but I showed him a totally different body language, agreeing with him.

“I’m sorry about your dad.” I said.

“He was a good man.” He looks at me.

Arthur told me he killed innocent people including his son. Once again I believe what Arthur tells me.

Later on, Black Manta leaves me alone but I want to go home, I’m scared that Black Manta might do something to me.

2 DAYS LATER

I try to sleep in a uncomfortable position until I hear yelling and fighting. Arthur’s here! I hear banging on the door.

“I’m down here!” I scream.

I hear running down the stairs, it’s Arthur. He gets near me to get the chains off.

“You okay Y/N/N?” He says while trying to get the chains off me.

“I- Authur look out!” I scream.

Black Manta tries to stab Arthur but Arthur fights him back. I try to get the chains off my arms but I can’t. I panic until a woman comes in, who is this?

“Who are you?” I ask.

“My name is Mera, I’m here to save you as well.” She says.

“Get me out of here.” I said.

“Where’s the key?”

“On Black Manta.” I point at Arthur and Black. Manta fighting.

“Arthur! Get the key from Black!” Mera yells at him.

Arthur fights him, I hear keys jiggling, Arthur throws the key to us and Mera gets the key and unlocks me. I try the get up but I can’t I don’t have any energy to get up. Very little food and water for me.

I see Arthur standing looking down at Black, he’s dead. Arthur looks at me and walks up to me and picks me up.

“I want to go home.” I said to Mera and Arthur.

“Let’s get you home Y/N.”

3 DAYS LATER

We finally get to my beach house and I see my family waiting for me. I can see their faces that they’re relieved to see me. Arthur picks me up to get on the land and I see my family’s faces. Arthur takes me to them, I start tearing up. I miss them so much. Arthur puts me down.

“Baby.” My mom says hugging me.

I hug her back. “Mama.”

“Who abducted you?” My dad says.

I look at Arthur.

“An enemy.” He says.

“I’ll tell you later okay?” I told my family.

“Arthur can I talk to you?” My dad says.

“Sure.”

I see my dad taking Arthur somewhere private but I kinda ignore them. I’m a little worried about what my dad is saying him. Eventually, my dad told me what he said to Arthur and he’s a keeper. I knew all along because he treats me like a person and he saved me from an enemy of his. Arthur Curry is the love of my life and my family sees it.

#fanfic #jason momoa #aquaman #DC #aquaman imagine #arthur curry #dc vs marvel #fanfaction #jason momoa x reader #aquaman smut #arthur curry smut #dc universe #dc imagine #fanfiction

[popatochisssp]

Would it be too much to ask what kind of jobs the new skeles might have since you already shared bram would be a groundskeeper at a cemetery?

Looks like I never officially did this one for Wave 2, just Wave 1 over here.

So, while we’re at it, let's do 2 and 3!

Ash (Undergloom Sans): He’s semi-unemployed, or self-employed depending on how you look at it. He busks, playing his trombone out on the street and accepting donations from anyone who feels so inclined. He likes playing music and the idea of brightening peoples’ days in the middle of their commute, so the money doesn’t really matter to him. Sometimes he picks up small gigs at local venues, mostly by word of mouth, and eventually he breaks into the tutoring scene—teaching his favorite instrument to young aspiring musicians who find the same joy in it that he does.

Yrus (Undergloom Papyrus): He works as a professor at the local community college, teaching anthropology. He’s passionate about the subject and can’t think of anything he’d rather do than share it with a classroom of humans who probably have no idea how interesting they really are. If only one student walked away from his class with a new appreciation for what humanity’s all about then he’s fulfilled—but he tends to send a lot more away with that than just one, since he’s a very popular, friendly, and accessible teacher.

Brick (Horrorfell Sans): He’s self-employed, knitting blankets at home and selling them online. He doesn’t need a job at all, between the Queen and his brother, money’s not an issue, but he’d go crazy if he didn’t have something to do all day, and nobody wants to see what he looks like when he goes crazy. He takes commissions often, but other times he just makes things according to whatever he’s feeling and what color yarn he has handy and sells to whoever feels like buying it.

King (Horrorfell Papyrus): He works as a physical therapist. He more or less taught himself to walk again after losing his leg, and a second time after getting a replacement, so he very personally understands the need that exists for people who are injured and want to get back to their normal life—but maybe lack the discipline, the knowledge, or the tools to take that journey solo. He’s hard on his patients and sadistically merciless, but his success rate in terms of mobility recovered is very high and any complaints after the fact are begrudging at worst.

Merc (Horrorswap Sans): He’s a home baker, making cakes and small pastries for a small but growing client base. He likes the freedom of getting to pursue his passions seriously and to be his own boss, set his own hours, screen his own clients, et cetera. He puts a lot of time and care into what he makes, both in terms of flavor and decoration, and finds nothing quite so satisfying as a repeat customer or a glowing review and recommendation to someone new.

Ell (Horrorswap Papyrus): Freelance programming is what he does for cash. It was something he could both learn how to do and actually do remotely, without the need for more than the bare minimum of in-person contact. He likes problem-solving, and complaining about the problem-solving, and the field is pretty much always in demand so if he’s bored of certain kinds of jobs, or sick of the person giving him the jobs, he can jump ship at any time and be a contractor someplace else.

Pitch (Horrorswapfell Sans): He’s a boxer, more amateur than pro so he doesn’t make a ton doing it, at least not consistently, but he likes fighting and draws in a decent crowd by being a bit of a spectacle (a blind skeleton in the ring) so the entertainment value is worth something. Aside from that, eventually, he fills in for his brother as a combination business partner/agent/accountant, helping him get jobs and keep clients and manage the money he makes doing so.

Nemo (Horrorswapfell Papyrus): He’s unemployed for a long while, but ultimately breaks into professional photography, with a specialty in travel photographs. He likes taking pictures and getting to see the world in the process, and it helps that it’s a family business so he and his brother have pretty much full control over what jobs he takes and for how much. He doesn’t really concern himself with the money numbers, though, he just likes filling out his portfolio with gorgeous locales all around the world.

Sunny (Gastertale Sans): He does a lot of odd jobs, all over the place, generally (things that are considered) unskilled labor—bussing tables, janitorial work, desk clerking, that kind of thing. He doesn’t like the thought of getting too stuck into any one thing and being unable to try something else out later if it doesn’t work out, and there’s something to be said for the satisfaction of being closely connected to the results of your labor. Sometime down the line he will end up sticking in one career, as a dealer for a casino, because it combines his social, charming nature with his sharp eye and quick hands, but until then he’s happy to bounce around.

Aster (Gastertale Papyrus): He’s a bookkeeper at a nondescript company. He’s organized and thorough with record-keeping and double-checking data, and he likes putting those skills to use to make sure his employer’s finances and transactions all balance out at the end of the day. Some might find it boring work and he could almost certainly qualify for a much more ‘prestigious’ job doing something else, but he’s satisfied having a job that doesn’t require all of his effort and brainpower, so he can save some of that for his personal life and private interests.

Spectr (Transcendtale Sans): He’s a nomad, a wanderer, he has no job. He’s a robot in the shape of a monster—ostensibly still a monster, even so—in a world full of humans that as yet believe monsters don’t exist, so even if he wanted a job, getting one would be logistically difficult. Luckily, he feels no special need to be gainfully employed and just spends his time wandering around and taking in the world. If he needs something, he’ll either just take it or use one of his brother’s accounts to pay for it.

PapAIrus (Transcendtale Papyrus): He’s a performer, a disc jockey who mixes, makes, and plays music to crowds at clubs, raves, and discos, anywhere he’s welcome. He takes advantage of the perception of his holographic form as an artist’s gimmick, like Daft Punk, Hatsune Miku, dead musicians projected onto stages to play posthumously… In his defense, that last one is sort of exactly what he is, except he didn’t really start making music until after he died. Still, he has fun doing it and adores the fame he’s steadily gaining as a popular, cutting-edge technology music act.

Xanth (Ascendswap Sans): He does aura readings for people. For those interested to know, he shares his perception of their colors and the flow of energy in and around them, and just generally describes the sense he gets about a person. What he does is really more of a soul read than an aura read, so a lot of the color meanings and terminology he uses contrast with the kind of readings his clients may get from humans who practice something a little bit different. Still, he’s earnest in his desire to help people understand themselves and their energies and emotions, so he gets a lot of recommendations and repeat clientele who trust he’s the real deal.

Piper (Ascendswap Papyrus): He works as an event planner, organizing gatherings, arranging vendors, booking venues, the whole nine. He has a great reputation for making things go smoothly and always seems to be able to talk out bumps and snags before they ever become a major problem. He also maintains great relationships with people in the industry and delights in having connections just about everywhere in case he needs to call on a favor to make something happen for a client. He's got the magic touch and the silver (gold) tongue that makes everything fall into place just so.

Carmine (Underfell Fruition Sans): He works as a clerk at a pawn shop. He gets to handle a lot of interesting items and assess roughly how much they’d be worth, and he’s pretty good at haggling and negotiating with people who might not agree with said assessments. Sometimes people will come in with broken stuff they wouldn’t be able to get too much for, but maybe he can cut ‘em a deal, fix it up on his own dime and if they come back for it, great—and if they don’t, his boss’ll be happy to have something that works to sell to somebody else at a markup, how ‘bout it? He does a brisk business and both sides of the counter love him.

Tank (Underfell Fruition Papyrus): He’s in construction. He’s huge, strong, takes direction well, and diligently follows rules and protocols—he’s an ideal fit for it. He likes to work hard and be able to see a job come together, knowing he had a part in it and being satisfied with the quality of his contribution. He especially likes to take every safety training and equipment certification course he can attend because he likes knowing what the rules are and being specifically told how certain procedures are run, machines operated, et cetera. He’s very likely to be apprenticed in as a foreman if not the inheritor someday of the construction business by its current owner for his work ethic and dedication, but that’ll be a long ways from now.

Vi (Swapfell Fruition Sans): He works as an independent auditor and combs through companies’ records, internal and external documentation, processes, and accounting and ensures everything is being done in accordance with industry standards. In short, he shows up, demands to see everything they have, and looks through it to see if they’ve lied, did something wrong, or lost information they weren’t supposed to. Sometimes he can do this remotely but other times he has to travel out to a physical office somewhere and sit down with a bunch of stuffed file cabinets, and he really doesn’t mind either way. He likes the work and he’s good at it—maybe because he’s good at it—and he finds it satisfying to catch the tiniest little misses and errors to demand an accounting of them.

Hunter (Swapfell Fruition Papyrus): He’s a trail maintenance worker for Ebott National Park. He walks the paths and hiking trails and makes sure they’re safe and unobstructed for visitors, as well as whatever odd jobs in the area that happen to come up—looking out for invasive species, helping with a bench install, directing lost tourists, that kinda thing. It’s not especially glamorous work but it’s pretty much exactly where he wants to be and he’s happy to do it, probably wouldn’t pick any other job in the world…except maybe to volunteer for a seasonal fire-watch position and do pretty much the exact same thing, but more isolated and with a big cool tower to sit in.

Kohl (Descendtale Sans): He works as a mortician at a local funeral home. He generally isn’t expected (read: allowed) to deal with grieving families, that’s more the funeral director’s purview, but he works behind the scenes embalming, processing, and otherwise preparing the dead for their final party and last ride home. He has a strong stomach—or rather, no stomach at all—and doesn’t get squeamish or emotional about the dead, so that works out. They also let him work nights so he has several long, quiet hours of methodically going through the routine with no (living) humans around to irritate him or vice-versa. Sounds like a good gig to him.

Bram (Descendtale Papyrus): Yes, still a groundskeeper for the cemetery and loving it. It was something he kind of fell into through his brother, when he didn’t really know what he wanted to do on the Surface, but his brother sends dead humans off to their final resting place and said final resting place was looking for someone to dig holes, mind the grass, keep everything looking neat and nice—and that’s certainly something he can do! He also works nights, being that monsters are almost entirely nocturnal these days, so he’s also an unintentional scarecrow deterrent to teenagers sneaking in late for partying or spooky dares when they see a slim, bony silhouette materialize out of the shadows with a shovel in hand, asking if they’re just visiting or thinking about moving in.…

#anonymous #headcanons #undergloom #horrorfell #horrorswap #horrorswapfell #gastertale #transcendtale #ascendswap #underfell fruition #swapfell fruition #descendtale

[hyperfixat]

could i request the obey me brothers with an mc who is a chemist (slightly mad-scientist-esque)? like an mc who always has Some experiment going on and they get Very Intense about it?

(if you want any extra inspiration, please go watch NileRed on youtube!!!! specifically one of his bromine related videos and/or the making grape soda out of rubber gloves video! hes been a favorite creator of mine for a long time and im a little (a lot) bit enamored with your writing style so im really excited to see how you'd write this!)

– the guy who asked about plant obsessed mc last time

omg,, repeat anon,,, woah, thank you for your support,,, i saw rhis the night you sent it in and i literally had a smile on my face when i was going to bed, thank you so so much..

In all honesty I haven’t been keeping up with the Obey Me + NB lore because I can’t autoskip the gameplay levels, but there are potions and stuff in that universe, right?  Now, I checked NileRed, and played some of their videos in the background; for those unfamiliar an example video title is “Extracting DNA from strawberries and eating it”, so yeah crazy science stuff.  You also requested the brothers, but I did have Solomon introduce the general concept because I feel it would be most lore accurate.

Now we can have a chemist MC, who in the human world worked in a lab or whatever, but then they go to the Devildom and all of a sudden there’s so much more to learn! So much more stuff to make and test!  And, wait wait wait, Solomon did you say potions?

Screw chemistry you’re a full on alchemist at this point.  Where’s the nearest lab safety equipment?

Realistically Lucifer wouldn’t let you have any lab extracurriculars or let them be on your schedule.  You only need to do what you came here for, besides how can he know of your intentions?  For all he can know you’re cooking up some demon-killing madness.

Once you get him to crack or Solomon vouches for you, walkie talkie voice; we’re in.

It’ll start with just the classes and some silent longing on your end, dramatically sighing about how you miss your work back in the human world.  Patience is a virtue because once you worm your way into the demon brother’s hearts, they’ll literally remodel a whole room in the HoL as an ideal lab for you.  Anything you want; beakers, materials, fancy machines, you name it.  

For the brothers, spoiling you in such a way was both a blessing and a curse. Seeing you happy was great, but you spend so much time holed away doing your little experiments… they miss you after a while.

oh my, brainwormmm… imagine needing something from them to make your thing, a gift or otherwise… needed like a feather or some keratin from their horns.  I cannot for the life of me think of something cool or unique to make, but hear me out Love Potions. 

but more ethical, because the whole thing behind them are kinda,, dubious.  SO pre established consent for the part below: it’s only luci because he’s my favorite. 

There’s a soft knock on the door before it cracks open, but you pay it no mind, continuing your intent focus on the bubbling pink liquid on the bunsen burner.  

Lucifer cringes back at the smell as he walks in, sickly sweet and filling the air.  His long strides lead him to your side and he huffs a sigh, “what do you want to try with this batch?”

“A feather,” you say after a moment of deliberation.  “Preferably down.”

With a hum of agreement and a soft woosh one of his large wings spreads for you to take your pick of any of the feathers there.  

“Do you have high hopes this time around?”

“I never have high hopes when it comes to making stuff for you,” you say lightly, filtering your fingers through the soft inner feathers.  He’s immune to almost everything.  “But, higher than usual.”

“I eagerly await your arrival to my chambers, and now I will leave you to it.”

ahh my husband..

and mmmh. Satan could help you find recipes, and if you’re in the mood he’ll commission you for some Anti Lucifer League stuff.

this is definitely not exactly what you wanted, rip hope you like it anyway, also posted from my computer sorry for any odd formating.

#verified hyperfixat post #obey me #obey me x reader #obey me shall we date #obey me x mc #obey me lucifer #obey me headcanons #om hcs #om headcanons #demon brothers x reader

[svcredveins]

An introduction to myself!

So first things first, I’m 22 and female. Was so unsure to post on here since I’ve created this account three years ago to share my heartbeat. I have also a huge passion of mine - to become a Porsche factory driver in the coming future.

So bear with clips here and there, I do feel weird though doing this to the public but hey, we’re all heart lovers right?

Anyway, reason is to actually just check up on myself every once in awhile and see how my little lady is doing and appreciate her. I’ve struggled with a lot of things in my life with responsibilities to my own health and with this motivation to check up on myself. I definitely need to workout. And since becoming a Porsche factory driver is my dream, as a sim racer, I need to workout anyway because once I get my pedals and foldable rig, I have to workout because my little arms and legs will not bode well after 20 minutes of driving haha. For now I’m just on a controller.

So with this account made, I must be more aware of myself and even not just physically, but mentally too. Even though this is to the world, seeing others share their heartbeats is a reminder to myself to appreciate how our bodies were made and on how fascinating the human body is and what it’s capabile of. Also with the idea of more self acceptance for myself that I am living and breathing human being with a heartbeat and that it’s okay to fail. This alone will help me go a long way with that mindset for my sim racing as well! Hehe. Sorry. I love my racing. But! There’s also something to add on to that.

The dream

I’ve always been the type of girl to love speed. Anything that gets my heart racing (pun intended) I enjoy. The sheer thrill of going over the edge and that is where I found my biggest passion - sports car racing. The adrenaline, the awareness of knowing your putting your body over the edge, the unknown of what will happen when battling against another driver...I love that feeling and racing gives me that feeling and it bugs me everyday knowing that I am currently unable to race due to money, however, that is my dream and I strive to achieve it!

You need to be so fit for and that includes being aware of your breathing and heart rate. But oh to go so fast around a track over 200kmh feeling like everything around you is going by slowly. Heart pounding, breathing heavily, heavy focus on one goal - to win...yes! Give me my Porsche GT3 Cup, GT3 R, and 963! Let’s go!

Two passions intertwined

So since I was a little girl, I’ve also had those rare occasions where I felt my heartbeat. It’s always interested me feeling the “lub dub” in my chest. These things just began to intertwine for me and it’s actually perfect because since I love the sense of speed and adrenaline with it, my dream job is to be a cardiothorasic surgeon and that makes a lot of money’s worth to get into sports car racing which is definitely expensive as ever! So that will indefinitely support my biggest passion. Two passions in one? Crazy right?! I’m very excited for my future, despite my personal mental issues, but I am a huge dreamer so that’s my goal. I’m trying to work through it!

I’m aiming to get a stemoscope and a pulse oximeter. I would love to record my little lady working hard during my sim racing sessions! I just need the proper equipment to do it with a chest monitor strap.

Thank you for reading this far if you have. As you can tell I am super passionate about both!

Editing

Fun fact about me, I also do editing! I do photo and video edits and have been doing it for about 8 years. Time has flown by quickly!

The photo above is the Porsche 963 behind the human heart, portraying my passion for Porsche and the strong desire to become their factory driver.

My heart

I’ll try to say some info about my little lady.

She is a strong one with fire in her arteries. After getting an annual medical checkup about a year ago, my doctor remarked that I have a strong heart which was actually comforting to hear from her not gonna lie, knowing that my little lady is a strong and healthy one!

Strong and healthy speaks loudly about my passion for Porsche and racing for them as a factor driver, and that’s actually really heartwarming thinking about it because of how much of a passionate type person I am so it’s remarkable how she beats so strong and confident! I cherish that.

Cardiophilia intentions

I’m more on the light hearted (no pun intended) side of the cardiophilia. I just enjoy the functionality of the heart, and being fascinated with it, but I don’t mind some dark cardiopheila. It does, however, have limits. A lot of limits.

I have done a fanfic back in 2018 where I guess you could call it more on the dark side, but I do not involve myself physically in any of that, nor do I condone it. I’ll definitely write dark cardiophilia in some sort of form in books which I have in the past, as I’ve mentioned earlier, so anything else, I keep my little lady all out of harms way and treat her nicely. No resus, pressure, or poking. I do breathholds at times though, but other than that, I have one little heart so I must treat her well as she should be treated.

#cardiophilia #intro post #blog intro #cardiophile thoughts #heartbeat #my heart #stethoscope #adrenaline #fast heartbeat #pounding heart #beating heart #cardiophile

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Pollen (Adrian Chase x reader)

Request: if you're taking requests right now i really really want to request an adrian chase x reader sex pollen with dom adrian and a shy reader. i know you'd be amazing at writing this trope! i love your spicy fics <3.

Request: can you do adrian chase x reader sex pollen smut? adrian and the reader have feelings for each other but haven't told each other, and the pollen makes them really needy and desperate. 

I love me some sex pollen fics.

Masterlist

Warnings: smut, p in v, sex pollen so that’s a warning all together, small amount of angst, fluff, degrading, praise, oral (male receiving), fingering

Adrian had come to the realization that he truly was an idiot. 

He laid in his bed withering in the most intense pain he had ever felt in his entire life. All he could think about was you.

You and your sweet smile. The way you hid behind your hands when you laughed at his jokes. God he was obsessed with you. So obsessed to the point where all he could think about at the moment was you. 

You were also the reason he was in this situation.

It was supposed to be a typical mission. Adrian and you had been paired up together. (After he practically begged Emilia.)

He wanted to make sure you were safe and the only way he felt he could guarantee it is if you were with him.

You were as he like to call you, his angel. Nothing would harm you not if he could help it. 

The mission was to get some plants that a new alien species had been planting. You were the scientist of the group so while you usually stood back you went for this one time.

Things had been going smoothly. Adrian and you had made it to the room that carried the plants. You only had to grab one and burn the rest.

Adrian grew curious though. These plants were basically food for the aliens, but what would it do to humans.

“It kinda smells like mint.” You nodded carefully bagging one.

“I know. I kinda like it to be honest, but we gotta burn the rest. Make sure to keep your mask on so you don’t breathe it in.”

“Will do honey.” You bit your lip smiling a bit at his pet names.

Adrian was always soft with you. It drove you crazy how anxious he made you feel. A simple pet name from him had you weak in the knees.

“Vigilante do you think you’d wanna grab a pizza when we get back?” Adrian nodded at you with no hesitation while keeping a look out.

“Uh duh. You’re like one of my favorite people in the world why would I deny you that?”

“Good I’ll buy this time-”

“You will do no such thing. I’ll buy it. You can get the next one.”

“You said that last time.” Adrian smiled as you stomped your foot a bit. 

“Can’t help it angel.” You grew flustered looking away. 

“Okay I finished up-” You gasped a bit as Adrian stood in front of you offering his hand. You looked up at him with a small smile.

“I can take the plant if you want.”

“Oh sure..Just be careful.” He nodded taking a glance at the others. 

“Time to burn these stupid shits.” You nodded grabbing the gasoline can you had brought pouring it.

“Kinda sad that you know these are alien plants they are kinda nice.” You hummed in agreement at Adrian’s words.

“I wonder..” He grabbed a petal off lifting his mask off to inspect it.

“Adrian what are you doing?”

“Relax the aliens eat it so it has to somewhat edible right?”

“Well yeah, but we don’t know how it would effect us! Don’t eat it.”

“See I wasn’t going too, but you telling me not too makes me feel like I have too.”

“No you don’t! Come on now help me burn these so we could go.” He tilted his head before putting it in his mouth.

“Adrian! Don’t swallow it-”

“Too late.” You grew worried as he moved to grab your hand.

“Come on now I’ll throw a lighter-”

“Are you okay?!”

“I feel fine dude. I told you. See had to be somewhat edible.” You shook your head as he threw the lighter successfully burning the plants as you all walked out.

“We’re doing a check up when we get back!”

Adrian did feel normal well until the car ride home. It was weird. He suddenly felt sweaty.

You sat next to him tensing up as you heard his breathing grow heavy. “Adrian?”

“Um yeah?”

“You okay?..”

“Psh..yah course I am..”

Emilia eyed him a bit warily as he removed his mask taking a deep breath. “Chase you sure? You’re really red in the face.”

“I feel fine just a bit hot..” You grew worried sitting up to give him a check over. 

“Your pulse is fine, but your eyes are dilated. Like really dilated..Adrian how else do you feel?”

“I feel hot everywhere..”

“I told you not to fucking eat the plant!” You grabbed your bag searching for your tools. Adrian felt bad seeing you grow panicked.

He also felt a way he knew he shouldn’t right now. He felt horny. He eyed your body with a deep hunger in his eyes as you softly grabbed his chin.

He couldn’t even hear Emilia or Adebayo yelling at him for eating the plant.

“How stupid can you be?! Y/N why did you let him!?”

“I didn’t! I told him not too!” You groaned as Adrian tugged at his collar wanting it off.

“Dude what were you thinking?” Chris spoke up while John drove also yelling at him.

“I don’t know what I was thinking. God I feel so fucking hot-”

A sharp pain struck him in his stomach making him keel over. “Fuck!”

“Adrian!” You were on the verge of hyperventilating. You helped him sit up removing his suit quickly feeling him up.

It was not helping his problem. He moaned loudly once you ran your hand through his hair wanting to soothe him. 

You froze as did everyone else. Adrian panted reaching out for you with watery eyes. 

“I’m gonna find a way to help you okay?” Adrian groaned out in pain feeling his cock harden even more at your words. He knew what he needed to help him.

John got everyone to your place so you could rush Adrian inside. Chris helped you lock him up in your room. 

Which led to know. Adrian humped your pillows needing some sort of relief. The scent of you helped, but it wasn’t enough.

You paced the floor anxiously while Emilia eyed the plant you guys had stolen. “So he ate just a petal and it fucked him up this bad?”

You nodded growing teary eyed once you heard Adrian’s groans again. “Can we one of you go check on him? I can’t..This is all my fault..”

Chris nodded patting your back, “Hey it’s not dude. Adrian shouldn’t have eaten it. Alright I’ll go check on him.”

Chris didn’t know what to expect when he walked in to your bedroom. He just knew Adrian didn’t sound good although he could’ve sworn he heard the same sounds from Adrian at some point.

The second he opened the door he shut it again instantly. Adrian was jerking off. Adrian was jerking off hard.

He walked back to the living room not exactly sure he could tell you what he just saw.

“He’s fine.”

“Is he? He sounds like he’s in pain-”

“Yeah, but I hate to say I think I figured it out.”

“You did Chris?”

“I did. Vig is horny.”

“What!?” Emilia and you yelled out in shock.

“Oh yeah big time. He’s in there right now trying to stroke himself to death.” Chris smirked a bit as John grimaced

“Does that mean the plant just made him horny? It would explain his pupils and how hot he got.” Adebayo spoke up in shock by all of this.

“Yeah he needs sex.” Chris confirmed giving you a small look.

“So what do we do?” You grew a bit flustered now a bit at ease knowing the way to help Adrian was to just find someone for him to screw.

Even though it would pain you to do so. For the longest while, you had been harboring feeling for Adrian too scared of him knowing and the possibility of rejection.

Adrian needed someone right now though. You didn’t know what this plant could do. It would probably kill him.

“I feel like I’m in a fucking weird porno..” Adebayo grumbled as you all thought. 

“It’s not like we can grab just any girl for Adrian to fuck. Most girls would runaway from this. It’s just crazy!”

John nodded agreeing with Adebayo.

“Chase needs us though and we never said it had to be a girl.” Emilia shrugged her shoulders finally a bit relaxed herself now that there was a solution.

Albeit a weird one but a solution.

“Oh it does and I know exactly who it should be.” Chris pointed at you with a small knowing smirk.

“W-what!? I c-can’t just s-screw A-Adrian!”

“Uh yeah you can. Look Y/N he likes you more than he wants to admit. Dude might even be in love with you.”

“He’s right.” Emilia spoke up. 

“Look we want someone we know he trusts doing this and it’s not like we can find any girl besides he truly does seem like he just wants you.”

Adrian moaned your name softly as he tugged his hard cock. Tear sprung in the corner of his eyes growing overwhelmed. It had been an hour and he couldn’t find any release.

The sound of the door opening made him jump. He moaned as you stood before him eyes taking him in as if it was the first time.

Well it kinda was for you.

“Y-Y/N! Sweetheart you shouldn’t be in here! Fuck! Y-You need to g-go-”

“Rest of the team went home. I told him I’d take care of you. We found out how to help..”

“O-Oh that’s good! M-Maybe you should have someone else explain it t-to m-me!” Adrian groaned out whimpering as he stopped stroking himself. He didn’t want you seeing him this way. 

“Uh well Adrian you have to have sex with someone. It’s the only way we’d be able to soothe your symptoms..God I sound like a porno.”

Adrian moaned getting the image of you starring in a porno. “You’d make a hot porn star..”

“Ah thanks..so we were thinking of finding someone for you, but the group has kinda made a decision..”

“What’s the decision?” You grew flustered reaching the bottom of your shirt to tug it off.

“If y-you’ll h-have m-me..I’d love to help? I just don’t want you in pain and you could probably die! I’m sorry Adrian..I-I don’t wanna force you if you don’t then I’ll find someone for you!”

“God I fucking hate you.” He grabbed his cock jerking off again as he looked at your bare chest. You went braless.

“I’m sorry Adrian-”

“Why the fuck do you have to be so fucking cute!? Fuck me! Y/N do you want this too?!”

“What?..”

“Listen to me right now okay? I am in fucking love with you and this isn’t this stupid plant t-talking! I-If you truly are o-okay with this! Then get over here! If not then get out, but don’t bring me anyone to fuck. Only person I do wanna fuck right now is you!”

“Y-You wanna have sex with me?”

“I wanna fuck you Y/N. Look I promise I can make love to you later if you even let this be more of a one time thing! But please answer my fucking question.”

“I think I love you too Adrian..” You squeezed your thighs together feeling a certain heat build up from his words. Adrian groaned as you fell on your knees before him.

“I want this too..If you’ll have me..”

“Fuck me..such a sweetheart.” He clutched your hair pulling your head back to look at you properly.

“Can I kiss you? Pretty girl lemme kiss you..Please..” He begged you softly moaning out when you said yes. Adrian kissed you deeply immediately shoving his tongue inside of your mouth.

You moaned pulling away letting a trail of saliva follow. “Fuck. I’m gonna wreck such a pretty shy thing like you so bad..”

“Adrian..” You gripped his thighs as his hands lifted you on his lap moving his mouth fast to envelope a tit.

You whimpered as he palmed your other one. It took everything in you to pull his head away. You continued kissing before grabbing his head to tilt his head back moving your lips down his throat.

“Let me help you..I wanna take care of you..” You whispered into his ear letting your hand go down grasping his cock.

“You’re so hard..”

“FUCK ME!” Adrian didn’t think this would feel this good. The plant made his senses heightened.

You came to that conclusion once he thrusted into your hand. You kissed him beginning to slowly stroke him yourself. Adrian had grown silent as his head hid in your neck.

Slowing down to a stop, you grew worried feeling tears hit your shoulder. “P-Please..d-don’t stop! P-Please Y/N! Feels so fucking good..”

You moaned picking up your pace as you moved off of him sitting on the floor. Adrian whined for you grabbing your hands as you placed them on his thighs.

“I’m gonna try to make you feel better okay?”

“Please! Please! God fuck yes!”

You smiled kissing the tip of his cock. Adrian groaned grabbing your hair shoving himself inside of your throat. You gagged as he apologized profusely thrusting his hips.

You whined grabbing his thighs trying to slow him down. Adrian mumbled apologies fucking your throat hard letting you go so you could catch your breath.

“I’m sorry-”

“No it was just unexpected..I liked it..Just give me a warning..” You caught your breath opening your mouth to envelope him again.

Adrian sighed in relief letting you control your pace eyes widening as you grabbed his hand putting it in your hair.

“Oh you filthy fucking slut..You want me to fuck your throat?” You whimpered sucking around him as a response.

“Tap my thigh if it becomes too much.” You nodded gagging again as he raised your head before shoving you back down.

“Oh fuck! F-fuck! Suck my cock! Please more! Just like that! Fuck you’re the best! I love your throat..I swear I do..So warm..I can only imagine how fucking good your little pussy is.”

You whimpered as the sounds of slurping and smacks filled the room. Adrian grabbed your head pulling you off from his dick leaning down to kiss you deeply. 

“I need to cum. I need to fucking cum..” He whined into your mouth panting heavily. You nodded kissing him.

“It’s okay...cum in my mouth Adrian..”

He was embarrassed by how close he was after just a few minutes of his cock down your throat.

Adrian panted as he nodded pushing your head on him. “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum so hard in your throat! I promise..I’m gonna make you feel so good after this..Fuck! Thank you!”

Adrian grew red in the face from how much he was straining to hold on just a little bit more. He needed, but also didn’t want this to end.

You stroked his thigh comfortingly before moving it down. He groaned out loudly falling back into the bed helpless as you began to fondle his balls.

“Cum Adrian..It’s okay you can do it..” You praised him gently hearing him sob out. Adrian cried out after your small encouragement releasing heavily down your throat.

He panted hiding his face behind his arms as you cleaned him with your mouth swallowing his load.

“Was that okay?” Adrian huffed a laughed at your question before grabbing your hand to spin you around. You yelped as he pulled you on his lap kissing your neck as his hands began to roam.

“More than okay..fuck you’re mine..I can’t let anyone have you after this. I’d be stupid to let a pretty shy thing like you go..” You moaned at his words feeling his hand trail to your pants unbuttoning them. 

“Do you feel better?” You whimpered as he licked your ear sucking marks into the side of your neck.

“I feel ten times better Y/N. You know what will make me feel even better though?”

“What?”

“I wanna make you cum..I want you to feel good too..please let me touch you..”

“Yes..You can touch me Adrian.” He growled sticking his hands down your pants to help you shove them off. He managed to only pull them down to your knees before growing impatient.

Your eyes widened feeling his once again hard cock at your back. He was already ready to go. You ground your hips back smiling as he moaned tightening his hold around your waist. 

“Adrian..please..”

“Please what?”

“I need..”

“Come on pretty girl tell me what you need..” His hand ran over your entrance letting two of his fingers move forward to rub against your clit. You cried out leaning back against him pushing your hips into his hand.

“Such a needy little thing..I thought I was the needy one?” He kissed your cheek stilling you with his free arm as he continued toying with your cunt.

“I bet you taste so sweet. i do always call you sweetheart. I just know you’ll live up to the name.”

“Adrian!” He slipped two fingers inside using his palm to grind against your clit. “Fuck!”

“Please be mine..”

“I’m yours..”

“Yes you are. Fuck I just wanna eat you up.” He kissed your shoulder as his fingers picked up their pace searching for the one spot to make you scream.

Your walls pulsed around him juices leaking onto his palm and wrist as he spread his fingers needing to feel every single part of you. 

He couldn’t get enough of the noises spilling from your lips. You gripped his arm leaving scratch marks into it crying out as you came the second his fingers found that special spot.

Adrian whispered praises into your ear as you came down. It didn’t last long before he tossed you onto the bed sucking his fingers into his mouth.

“You do taste sweet. Any other day I promise I will bury my face between these gorgeous thighs, but I need you right now.”

You panted feeling overwhelmed, but nodded nonetheless. Adrian shimmied your pants and underwear completely off before shaking his head.

“i need words. I need to hear you say it Y/N.” You whined hiding your face into the pillow. 

“Uh-Uh Talk to me. Come on pretty girl say what I wanna hear.” He rutted against you moaning himself as his tip dragged across your clit.

“It’s embarrassing..Adrian please just..”

“Just what? Come on slut say what I wanna fucking hear. Say it.” He growled out into your ear gripping your hips stilling you.

“Adrian fuck me! Please! i need you and I know you do too so please just-”

He pushed himself in.

“FUCK!!” You both cursed as he took a moment to let you get adjusted. Adrian gasped in your neck letting you scratch your nails down his back. 

“Move..please..” You hid your face in his shoulder begging him softly. 

“You want me to move?” Nodding you thrusted your hips up having him go deeper. Adrian kissed your neck again. “Words..come on now.”

“Sorry..Please move Adrian!”

“Don’t apologize..I’m gonna move now okay..” He thrusted hard smiling hearing you moan softly.

You gasped out clenching your eyes shut. Adrian pulled out before pushing back in pressing you into the mattress. 

“Fuck..fuck this is what I wanted..What I needed..Your sweet little pussy pulsing around my dick. I hate that this is our first time, but god you feel so good.”

“Adrian! It feels good..Keep moving please.”

“Such a filthy whore. You want me to ruin your pussy?”

Not giving him a response, you wrapped your arms burying your face in his neck as weak sobs came out muffled.

He moved ruthlessly pounding into you over and over. You whimpered once he hit that special spot inside of you trying to stay quiet embarrassed by the noises escaping your mouth. 

Adrian noticed and was not happy. He grabbed your chin forcing your mouth opened pulling you into a kiss.

“Don’t hide from me. Don’t fucking hide from me. I wanna hear you. I wanna hear every sound and cry you make. I meant it you’re mine now. I wanna know I’m making you feel good so make some noise for me pretty girl. I won’t ask again.”

You cried out panting into his mouth. His words ignited something in you that made you not hold back anymore.

Moan after moan spilled from you as you gripped the bed sheets thrashing from the pure euphoric pleasure Adrian was putting you through.

“Feels so good..Adrian you’re fucking me so good..I wanna cum. I wanna cum on your cock please make me cum!” 

Adrian grinned like a maniac pulling out to lift you up into his arms. He sat on the bed dragging you above him sliding his cock back into your abused hole. 

“Not so shy anymore huh? Making all the pretty noises for me?” You gasped out shaking as Adrian bounced you on his cock. 

“So deep!” You clutched his back feeling your release building up. “I’m close Adrian..So fucking close!”

His grip on you tightened as his hand moved between you both rubbing your clit. His eyes stayed on your face watching the way your eyebrows twitched as you shook.

“I’m gonna cum!! I’m gonna fucking cum!” Your mouth fell opened as you cried out screaming your release. Adrian groaned letting himself go as well.

You shook as his seed filled you up. “I’m sorry I came inside of you.” 

You panted shaking your head, “No it’s okay..feels good..”

Adrian hummed finally feeling some relief since he had eaten the plant. You stayed seated on him curling into his chest as he stroked your back kissing your hairline.

“I meant everything I said by the way..I only hope you meant it too.” You gazed up at him with a starry look in your eyes.

“I meant it too..I think I’m in love with you..”

“Good..I’m in love with you.”

You smiled before gasping out as Adrian thrusted up. “Sorry..I think I might need some more..”

“I can do more..I want this all out of your system so we could go on a date.”

“I’d love nothing more sweetheart. Wanna take you out to a diner.”

“A diner?”

“Yeah a diner. I can’t take you out to fancy places-”

“No a diner is perfect. I’m honestly very craving a burger right now.”

“Good..” Adrian moaned as you gripped his shoulders raising yourself up before sliding down.

Adrian clutched your hips flipping you over. He pulled out with a small hiss flipping you over onto your stomach.

He slid back in raising your hips up before pushing himself back in. “I meant what I said. I’m gonna destroy your sweet pussy.”

You gripped the pillow tightly as you took his fucking. Adrian’s hips smacked against your ass as he plowed into you deeply.

The sex didn’t stop till the sun rose, but that was okay with you. Adrian had promised to take great care of you after you fell asleep.

You awoke the next morning feeling a hand gently run along your back. “Afternoon..Sorry I really did a number on you. Stupid plant.”

Chuckling a bit, you sat up as he kissed your forehead pulling you to him. You clutched his shirt sighing in content.

“You okay?” He asked needing to hear your voice. You nodded weakly.

“I’m okay..throat is sore from the moaning and you know..” Adrian grinned kissing you this time.

“How does a bath sound? I’ll order us food after?”

“I say this sounds like a great first date. How are you feeling though?” You were worried for him.

“I’m feeling much much better trust me. I’ve never been so tired before to be honest with you.”

“Let’s get some more sleep first then-”

“No I promised to take care of you since you so willingly helped me. I’m gonna get you cleaned up and fed.”

“How about we get cleaned up and get some more sleep?”

Adrian hummed before grinning, “I can make that compromise..Also I’m sorry I didn’t listen shouldn’t have eaten stupid plant.”

“Hey it got me to tell you how I feel..and I got to hear you feel unless it really was the plant talking-”

“No none of it was..Thank you Y/N..”

“You should thank Chris..I wasn’t gonna come in here I felt bad thinking you didn’t want me. He convinced me otherwise.”

Adrian shook his head, “All I wanted was you.”

You giggled as he helped you up carrying you away from the bed. 

“Now let’s get cleaned so we can take a longer nap sweetheart.”

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[lightlycareless]

How strict is Naoya in his parenting style and how might that appear when he’s parenting the child he’s chosen to succeed him? I’m sure it’ll look different than how Naobito treated him but I also wonder if he’d have struggles falling into old patterns on occasion

Hello!

Another interesting ask 👀👀 One I haven't wondered to myself, always thinking that he'd be like, spoiling his kids rotten... but anyways!!!

If we’re talking about the version of Naoya that doesn’t care about anything else but himself, then yeah, he’s going to be super strict + detached. You cannot force him to care and will undoubtedly replicate the things he saw when growing up to his kid; his children are going to hate him, and I think… Naoya might hate them too.

However, we’re talking about a man that has you as his wife, whom he loves very much and has slowly begun to change for the better, learning that he too is deserving of happiness and capable of harboring such feeling, which he tries his best to extend over to his children 😊

It’s not easy, certainly not with someone as the Zen’in as relatives, but he does his best to raise them in an environment vastly different from his. And if there’s a silver lining to all this, is that he has such bad examples around him, that he knows what not to do lol.

The real issue here is when it comes to putting down boundaries, in other words, dealing with the consequences of their never-ending, unrestricted doting.

I mean, there was no way they knew it would be difficult, right? Everything had been nothing but smooth sailing when (for example’s sake) Naomi was a baby! She was just an adorable toddler, as well as their first child, so they had to give her all that she wanted, and more; besides, she was too young to know any better, and as first-time parents, you deserved to do this!

What could go wrong?

The two would soon find out the moment she begins to walk, talk, and, you know… everything else.

Because Naoya and you had spoiled/doted on her so much, she thinks that your warnings are, well, playful suggestions; and it becomes difficult to get her to understand that you two were being serious…

Leaving the two with no other option than to look into punishments.

I think this oneshot is the perfect example of what would happen when Naomi does get grounded, as well as everyone’s surprise from the fact the two actually kept their word and did it.

Because of her spoiled, and lenient upbringing, Naomi is exaggeratedly sorrowful. Straight up miserable which leads her to isolate herself from her parents, upset that they would “betray” her like this, which honestly makes Naoya and you feel like an absolute piece of shit, heavily debating whether to just save her from being grounded and move on!

However, you both decided against it after coming to the conclusion that this was, in the long term, for her good.

Yes, it definitely hurts to see her avoid the two, and yes, sometimes you’ll cut her “sentence” a bit shorter… but you always do your best to explain why she’s being grounded in the first place; one of the many things Naoya does differently from Naobito, and while it takes a while for her to get it, they eventually bear fruits.

Over all, the Zen’in clan is astonished that someone as Naoya was capable of raising such a well-mannered child (considering his upbringing and what seemed to be hers at that point.) but no one will deny that they’re relieved she’s not bound to be as crazy as her father was.

She’s still a child of course, so expect a lot of mischief here and there, but nothing too crazy—that’s for the youngest of your kids 🤭

Now, referring to the “old patterns” section… Yes. As any human, Naoya will undoubtedly fall into his old self from time to time, when it happens the first time though the reaction to it will be so, so painful to him, he’s actively going to avoid his children because he thinks of himself as a “danger to them.”

But that’s the beauty of families; you both have each other for support, so when he doubts himself, you’ll be there to lift him up and reassure him he’s a good father—and vice versa—by reminding him that it was not intentional, and him knowing such proves it all together.

These things don’t happen very often after years go by, if anything the two just become more lenient, when the rest of your kids bring it up, Naoya will quickly jump to deny it lol.

I believe the only places he’d be very strict though would be when naming his successor and training them to be sorcerers—but it’s all because he knows the dangers such responsibilities entail, and he wouldn’t want any of his children to be unprepared to face them.

So, the final conclusion is: while Naoya will be highly doting of his children, spoiling them with whatever they want whenever they want it, he’ll still manage (although very, very hardly, to his very best) to be strict when needed, but never borderline abusive—he’s at a point where he wants to give them only the best.

Doesn’t stop them from being mischievous little devils, but they’re all lovable, nonetheless.

Extra: he’d be a total soccer mom. The way he gets into it is kinda scary, but not unexpected, he is highly competitive after all…

Y’all sending me these asks have me very very happy, ngl. Thank you so much for indulging me, you literally how over the moon I am to know there’s people that like what I do :’)

Thank you so much for sending in this ask! I hope you have a wonderful weekend, take care and hope to see you soon!

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[aquietwritingcorner]

Enter the Competition

(for @tmntstorycomp )

Ms. Morrison clung to the arm she was holding, as a cacophony of noises assaulted her ears. She hadn’t been out in crowds much since she’d lost her sight, bus trips to and from doctor’s offices with the help of disability services, and friends and neighbors being about her only outings. She was confident enough around her home, but outside of it she was uncertain. All of the noise didn’t help either, making it hard to pinpoint where things were.

“Easy, Ms. M, I gotcha.” Raphael gave her hand a squeeze and patted her arm. “Me and Donnie are right here with ya, and we ain’t gonna leave your side.”

She was lucky that, wherever she was, Raphael and Donatello had ended up with her. They were good boys, and she knew that they’d help her out, although she was a bit worried. She didn’t want them to get caught up in things that wouldn’t be good for their future. Good boys like them deserved a good future.

“Where’s Lucy?” She asked, knowing that her cat had come with them, but not sure where she had ended up at the moment.

“She’s sitting on Don’s shel—uh, shoulders,” Raphael said. “He’s trying to figure out how we got here.”

Ms. Morrison frowned. New York City had been quite crazy as of late, with aliens and invasion, and all sorts of things that she had thought was simply another War of the Worlds radio situation, until one of the ladies from upstairs had confirmed that it was real. She hoped this wasn’t another fictional situation turned into reality.

“Any luck, Don?” Raphael asked his brother. Ms. Morrison could hear the undercurrent of worry in his voice.

“None,” Donatello said, an undercurrent of frustration in his. She heard the zipper of his bag, and what she thought was the sound of him putting things back inside it, before he zipped it up again. “No signal on the shell cells, and nothing I do to enhance it works. There are anomalous readings, but there’s also an interference that is messing with them.” He sighed heavily, and Ms. Morrison heard him shift around, and Lucy’s purring. Donatello must have brought the cat into his arms. “I don’t think there’s anything I can do to get us home, Raph. We’re just going to have to keep moving and see if we can figure it out.”

One of Raphael’s arms left hers, and she could tell that he was reaching out to his brother. “Hey, it’s okay, Don. You can’t have all the answers all the time. We’ll figure a way out of this one way or another. We always do.”

She wondered about that “always do” part, just as she wondered about many things when it came to these two boys, but as always, she kept her silence. If they wanted to tell her, then they would when they were ready.

In the meantime, the least she could do was try to keep their spirits up.

She tapped on Raphael’s arm. “Can you two describe to me where we are?” she asked them. “It seems like there are a lot of people here.”

“There are,” Raph said. “Lots of people. Most of them, ah, well,” he hesitated, sounding slightly nervous. “They ain’t human, Ms. M.”

“What he means,” Donatello said, “is that we seem to have ended up in a place where there are both humans and non-humans. But there seem to be a mix of ages, and no one seems to be outright aggressive.” She could feel him step a little closer to her and lay a gentle touch on her arm. “I don’t think we’re in any sort of immediate danger. Human or not, they just seem to be… people.”

They were holding something back, and she wasn’t sure what, but Ms. Morrison just nodded. “Alright. That makes sense. If humans can be good or bad and not all the same, then why not aliens, too?”

Some sort of unknown tension seemed to ease in them at that, and she wondered why that was.

“Yeah,” Raphael said, a strange sort of relief in his voice. “That’s a good way to look at it, Ms. M.”

“As for the space we’re in,” Donatello said, and she could practically hear the frown on his face. “It’s big and spacious, and there appear to be some places to sit down scattered about. But there’s also a lot of junk lying around. Toys, gaming systems, jump ropes, things like that.” His voice trailed off thoughtfully.

“Hey, brainiac. Come back to that later,” Raphael said. “Let’s focus on the here and now.”

“Right,” Donatello said ruefully.

“What about that fellow that spoke earlier?” Ms. Morrison asked, redirecting the conversation. “Is he in charge here? He sounded young.”

“Seems like it, yeah,” Raphael said, and his grip tightened on her arm.

“Sounded young, yes,” Donatello said thoughtfully. “But I’m not going to bank on that quite yet. Appearances can be deceiving.”

“Is he human?” Ms. Morrison asked.

“No, he’s not,” Donatello said. “But he does appear to be the same species as a majority of the beings here.”

Ms. Morrison frowned but tucked that bit of information away. “He said something about a competition. Games, entertainment, themes—”

“—a battlefield—” Raphael muttered under his breath and tensed back up.

She continued on. “—what did he mean by all of that?”

“I’m not sure,” Donatello said. “But my guess? All of these different beings here, all of these groups, we’ve all been gathered as some sort of entertainment for the person who spoke. And that entertainment involves us competing somehow.”

Raphael let out a growl. “I ain’t nobody’s entertainment. And if that little punk thinks he can make me entertainment for him, I’m gonna shove my—”

Donatello cut him off before he could finish his threat, although Ms. Morrison had a pretty good idea of where it was going. She wasn’t born yesterday, after all.

“Raph. Let me remind you that ‘that little punk’ wrote some things on a piece of paper, threw them to the side, and items appeared. Twice. Its obvious he’s got some sort of magical ability,” Donatello said. “Best to bide our time and figure out what’s going on.” Donatello’s voice shifted, and Ms. Morrison was fairly certain he was looking around the area they were in again. “After all, someone’s got to know what’s going on here.”

Ms. Morrison gave Raphael’s arm a squeeze, and then reached out, finding Donatello’s and pulling him a little closer to her.

“Well,” she said. “If we’re going to be here, and we’re going to try to figure out what’s going on, then it’s best we start trying to be friendly to people, isn’t it? A little kindness can go a long way.”

Donatello let out a chuckle, and Raphael snorted lightly, the tension broken.

“Yeah, okay, Ms. M. Point made,” Raphael said. “But stay close to us, alright? We still don’t know what’s going on here.”

She squeezed Raphael’s arm again. “Oh, don’t you worry. I’m old and blind, not senile,” she said with a chuckle. “I don’t plan on letting either of you get out of arm’s length.”

She heard the brothers chuckle in amusement again, and the group started to move forward. Ms. Morrison still had no idea what was going on, or where they were. But she knew that she had two very good boys with her, and that she would do everything she could to help them as they tried to find their way through this competition and back home.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Hello!

Ally here, the author of this little piece and the story it comes from, Sanctuary (ff.net, AO3, tumblr), and my story is officially part of the @tmntstorycomp !

Sanctuary is a TMNT 2003 Raph and Don story based off of the season 3 episode, Touch and Go. In the episode, New York City is recovering from the Triceriton Invasion, and Raphael finds himself being chased by citizens who have armed themselves in an effort to protect themselves. He ends up in a dead end, outside of a door. An elderly lady, Ms. Morrison, opens the door and mistakes Raphael as a teenager who was supposed to come over to help her. Being blind, she can’t see that he’s a giant turtle, and brings him into her home, unintentionally shielding him from the alien hunters. Raphael, being the good boy that he is, helps her out, and makes friends with her cat, Lucy.

It turns out that Ms. Morrison is being evicted from her home, as she can’t afford to live there anymore, not since her husband passed. At the end of the episode, Raph goes back to Ms. Morrison with a case full of money that Mikey and Splinter got a hold of during their plotline of this episode, allowing Ms. Morrison to stay in her home.

In my story, Sanctuary, Donatello notices that Raph has been asking him about repairing things that neither they nor April have. Suspicious, he follows Raph one night, only to see him going into Ms. Morrison’s home. He ends up being caught by Raph, and invited in my Ms. Morrison. In the end, Don helps teach Raph how to repair a few more things around Ms. Morrison’s home, and promises to keep his knowledge about Ms. Morrison to himself, so that Raph can have his sanctuary with her.

In this competition, Raph, Don, Ms. Morrison and Lucy (the cat) have gotten pulled into Masaccio’s world with all the other competitors, and now have to make it through and around as best they can!

Let’s hope it all goes smoothly for them!

Or not. We’ll see ;)

(FYI, feel free to reblog!)

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[randomprose]

*post-canon with reference to ch 385*

now posted on ao3!

Guan Shan is watching another one of his blasted idol shows.

It’s been twenty minutes since He Tian sat beside him and Guan Shan still hasn’t paid attention to him.

It’s not often that he thinks about it, but he suppose that Guan Shan has a penchant for pretty things. Not that He Tian blames him. It’s human nature to be drawn to beauty. And he’s not susceptible to that himself considering the way he gravitates to Guan Shan. 

It’s just that…He Tian wanst to be the only pretty thing in Guan Shan’s line of sight. He never quite outgrew that childish side of him that feels like he’s going to fucking expire if Guan Shan doesn’t look or acknowledge him.

He Tian is loath to admit it but he really does share a lot of uncanny traits with his brother. Naturally, perhaps considering the man practically raised him. For instance, He Cheng tends to get easily jealous whenever Brother Qiu's involved. He thinks he’s subtle about it, but everyone and their mother knows he’s weirdly possessive of Brother Qiu. The shit he pulled on that one National Day holiday party at his island was just one in a long laundry list of his brother’s jealousy rearing its ugly head.

He thinks it runs in the family — is pretty sure it runs in the family. From what little he remembers of him, his father was also a very jealous man when it came to their mother. He always hated it when she goes out too much, when she doesn't pay attention to him as much as he wanted her too — which was all the time. He wanted her to be consumed by him as much as he was with her.

He Tian is pretty much the same with Mo Guan Shan. He’s not proud of it, hates that the apple really doesn't fall far from the tree, but he can't help it when it comes to him. He’s trying his best to not be like the other men in his family in any way, but especially to the people he loves. 

He wants to love Guan Shan the right way, but the man just awakens every impulse in He Tian in ways he cannot control. Impulses he was taught to conceal well and he thought he's learned to control.

Then again, Mo Guan Shan has always been an exercise for self-control to He Tian.

It’s been thirty minutes and Guan Shan still hasn’t paid attention to him and He Tian has had enough

“Why do your eyes always stray?”

“What?” 

Guan Shan sounds distracted and He Tian hates how his eyes doesn’t even leave the TV. He’s right here, dammit. The show’s on commercial break right now. What could possibly be more interesting than He Tian with his arm around him and practically on his lap? How could Guan Shan be more invested on idols dancing on the screen than him? He Tian even wore the cologne that he knows always drives Guan Shan crazy and makes him want to fuck him.

“Your eyes,” He Tian says, thinking about what to say next to get Guan Shan to look at him instead. “You still look at other people even when I’m around. Am I not enough for you?”

“What?” That got the desired effect as Guan Shan turns to look at He Tian in incredulity at the sudden accusation. “What the fuck are you talking about? My eyes don't stray. My eyes have never strayed.”

How can it when He Tian has been on his face and up in his business since they were fifteen. Not that Guan Shan particularly mind. Much. Now.

“They do.” He Tian tells him, tone flat but Guan Shan can hear him pouting — can see him pouting. “You couldn't keep your eyes away from those girls dancing in the street before.”

“Wha—” For a second, Guan Shan honest to god does not know what He Tian is talking about until a memory, a very embarrassing memory, of He Tian dancing against him in the middle of a park pops into his mind's eye. “Are you still not over that shit? That was years ago! I was a teenager! We’re engaged.” He raises his left hand and points to his finger with the silver band. “And I said I just liked the way they danced!”

This does nothing to get He Tian out of this particular mood he’s put himself in because for sure as hell Guan Shan didn’t. Moody, fickle bastard. Why something that happened when they were fifteen will set him off like this, Guan Shan doesn’t know, but he figures He Tian is just having one of those days — and by that he means days when he just woke up and decided to be more of a pain in the ass that usual. Specifically to Guan Shan.

He Tian nods at the TV. “You watch a lot of girl group idol shows,” he continues because of course he’s not done. It’s too early in the conversation for him to see reason and leave Guan Shan alone to enjoy his show in peace. 

“Jesus, Tian. Are you seriously riding my dick for liking female idols?”

A glint flashes in his eyes and He Tian opens his mouth to make a quip about riding dick (because of course he would) but Guan Shan bulldozes over him.

“I’m not blind. They’re cute and easy on the eyes. They dance well. I like the songs.” These are all objective reasons, but Guan Shan should only be so lucky for He Tian to see them that way. “What do you want me to say?”

“I’m cute and way easier on the eyes.”

‘Cute’ isn’t exactly the word Guan Shan will use to define He Tian. Calling He Tian cute is like calling a shark with its teeth bared or a switch blade cute. But he’s definitely easy on the eyes alright, so, sure, he’ll give him that.

“I never said you weren’t.” There. That’s vague and true enough for He Tian to get the message. Hopefully.

“If you want me to sing and dance you just have to ask,” He Tian shrugs, trying for casual, but the fact he’s started this whole asinine conversation doesn’t really help his case. “I can even do a routine right now and ride your dick for real in a more literal sense.” 

Yeah. He Tian just really needed to get that one out. 

“Are you seriously jealous of idols?”

Guan Shan meant his question to sound exasperated and in a way that will finally make He Tian hear how ridiculous he’s being. But then He Tian hits him with—

“I'm jealous of anyone that catches your attention.” 

He Tian says it without missing a beat, completely dead serious, and the sincerity of it catches Guan Shan off-guard that whatever retort he has at the tip of his tongue and any annoyance he’s feeling about this whole thing vanishes into thin air. 

Motherfucker always does this. Fucking He Tian and his stupid ability to charm and endear Guan Shan. How does he not get embarrassed saying shit like that?

“Unbelievable,” Guan Shan says, shaking his head, more amused now than anything. “Unbe-fucking-lievable. You really are the most jealous man I know.”

“You know other men?” He Tian’s brows crease and a dark look has started to loom over his features. The seriousness of it all makes Guan Shan want to laugh especially considering he’s pretty sure the line came from a meme. “Out of curiosity, what are their names? Where do you know them? I need to know. For safety purposes.”

“He Tian, fucking seriously?” He Tian has leaned over him in his inquisition and Guan Shan has to push against his chest to make him back off. “The safety card, really?”

He Tian shrugs, “My family has a lot of enemies. You never know.”

Fuck this shit. The commercials are over and the show is back on. Guan Shan is done talking with this psycho. “Alright.”

“No, wait,” He Tian catches him by the wrists holding his hands still on his chest. “I’m serious.”

“He Tian, seriously. Where is this coming from? Did I say or do anything to get you like this?” Guan Shan tries to pry He Tian’s hands off but he only tightens his grip. Whatever humor he found in this exchange has vanished and the irritation he initially felt when this whole conversation started out of buttfuck nowhere is starting to come back fullforce. “Tch. No, wait. Did you hit your head in your last assignment? Is that why you're acting crazier than usual? That must be it, huh?”

“No. I—” He Tian cuts himself off. Something passes in his face that makes him think better than say what he was going to. “It's nothing. I've just been thinking.”

He Tian does this sometimes. Starts shit that Guan Shan thinks is just him being a menace and wanting to get a rise out of him, which is usually the case. But sometimes things veer to a different territory—away from playful and silly and towards something that makes He Tian close off. 

Guan Shan sees that, for whatever reason, this really seems to bother him. He feels a little guilty and hates himself for it. Sometimes he forgets that, for all his confidence and bravado, He Tian sometimes gets hit by insecurities too. 

What does it say about Mo Guan Shan that he finds comfort in that? That he’s one of the people, if not the only one, He Tian gets like this and shows this side of him? What does it say about Mo Guan Shan that it practically makes his heart sing?

Ah, whatever. Their relationship has always been kind of fucked up anyway. 

“Alright, dipshit. Listen up,” Guan Shan sighs as he shakes off He Tian’s grip on his wrists so he can hold his face and keep his eyes on him. “I have never fucked or gotten fucked by anyone other than you since we were teenagers. Which is kind of pathetic when you think about it. I never thought I'd be a monogamous one-man son of a bitch so early in my life and for the rest of it. But.” He shrugs. “Here I am. Here we are.”

“You sound disappointed,” He Tian grumbles and he looks so put off that Guan Shan has no choice but kiss him sweetly on the nose. Just to chase that stupid pout off his face. He’s been hanging out too much with Jian Yi.

“Tch. I’m really not. I like that I never need to get tested because other than—and I am saying this again so it will get through your thick dumb skull—I have never screwed anyone other than you my entire fucking life, I'm pretty fucking sure you've never fucked anyone other than me judging by the conversation we just had.”

“Why would I want anybody else when I already have you?” 

Guan Shan just hums. Goddamn shameless earnest fucker.

“Also, again, you idiot, we’re literally engaged. We’re flying to New York in three months for the ceremony. We’re actually going to be legally married with actual papers and legal documents and shit.” Guan Shan pinches and stretches He Tian’s cheeks, ignoring his sounds of pain and protests, before kissing him sweetly on the lips. “Now, can I go back to watching my idol show in peace?”

He Tian pouts as he rubs his cheeks and Guan Shan thinks if he doesn’t stop pouting like that he’s gonna—

“You've never even thought of being with someone else other than me? Really? Ah, Little Mo!”

“That's what you got from all that? Seriously?” Guan Shan rolls his eyes but He Tian’s giddiness is contagious that it comes off more fond than anything.

He Tian wraps his arms around Guan Shan from the side and leans his head on his shoulder, cheeks squished against his arm when he says, “I love you.” 

“Tch. Aish. Whatever, dickface.” Guan Shan is a little miffed that he missed half of his show but he still turns his head and kisses He Tian's forehead.

They stay like that in comfortable silence as He Tian finally lets Guan Shan watch his show until the host announced the last performance and he stands up.

“Where are you going?” Guan Shan asks.

“To the gym. And maybe the spa for a haircut and a facial.”

“You're so vain.”

“Well, I gotta be if I'm to keep your eyes on me and be the only man you'll ever fuck for the rest of your life,” He Tian snarks as he pulls a face. “It's hard to complete with idols. Not that it’s much of a competition anyway.”

Arrogant prick. Guan Shan hates that he’s really not wrong about that. He Tian easily trumps most celebrities in looks alone. And Guan Shan really hates it so much that it’s not just him being biased.

“If the wedding isn’t literally months away and we haven’t sent out all the deposits I swear to fucking god.” He’s still within hitting distance so Guan Shan swings one of the couch throw pillows at him. “Fucking leave already. God.”

“And when I get back maybe you'll give me a facial yourself, hm?”

“The fucking mouth on you. I swear to fucking god.” He Tian is leering over him so Guan Shan pulls him down by his collar to plant another kiss on him. 

He Tian pulls away with a satisfied curl of his lips after stealing another quick chaste kiss.

“Don't get your hair cut too short and I just might.”

This catches He Tian off-guard and he blinks in surprise before chuckling and giving a two-finger salute. 

His laughter echoes in Guan Shan’s ears long after the front door shuts.

now posted on ao3!

#19 days #tianshan #wanted to do a spin on the old 'jelous he tian' trope #but he's jealous of celebrities #of all people #lmao #he tian #mo guan shan #reference: ch 385 #old xian #writing