#i didn't go dig up any of their music since i'm already moving at a glacial pace today

[cordeliawhohung]

Inspired by the latest entry in your p⭐️ Gaz series (which was excellent, by the way. 10/10 great form)

since our dear Reader did such a good job topping our lovely boy, what if we took that same approach and followed it to its natural conclusion: Reader pegging Gaz.

It’s up to you whether p⭐️ Gaz has prior experience with pegging, either way the potential for the deepest and most sensual fucking Gaz has ever received is 🤯

oh boy oh boy. well, i'm sure you guys can guess the warnings for this one. not edited just horny.

more ps!gaz here

Once the hilt of your strap fully sheaths inside Kyle, he lets out a groan that's only buried by the sheets and mattress underneath his hands and knees.

It wasn't easy taking all of it, especially with so many people watching with beady eyes behind cameras and lights. The fried remnants of his brain attempts to complete a thought, but it's all disconnected. All short. The only thing he can register is the stretching of his ass, your hands rubbing his back, and the aching twitch in his cock.

"Talk to me, Kyle," you croon while your hands trace the rippling muscles on either side of his spine.

"Fuck," he hisses. He clenches around the silicone, and though you can't feel it, you can see it. "It's good- I'm good."

It's an unfamiliar feeling, being stuffed so full, and while the burn of discomfort fades, he feels the way the faux cock brushes against him. How it sends a jolt of pleasure throughout his body, making his cock jump in excitement. You grin as you slowly move your hips back, lube quietly squelching as you do. All this is just as unfamiliar to you as it is to him. You doubt you can move your hips with enough force and fervor as he usually does with you, but the sweat glistening on the nape of his neck tells you that you won't have to do much more than what you're already doing.

"Good boy," you tease as you push back into him.

Everyone in the studio looks bored, and you're not sure why. With the precious sounds you're pulling out of him, you're too enthralled to care about anything else. Yet half of the studio is on their phones typing away some message certainly complaining about the shoot, but you refuse to go any faster. Kyle's putting his implicit trust in your hands, and you wouldn't do anything to break that. You promised you'd take just as good care of him as he does of you.

When you bottom out a second time, Kyle whines and it sounds like music to your ears. His hips rut forward, almost like he's forgotten how the roles are reversed. He learns to keep his hips steady for you as you find your rhythm. You've never heard Kyle sound like that. The whining like a dog, the gasps like he's breathing through a straw.

You feel the presence of the camera man behind you pan over your shoulder, getting the perfect view of your sweet boy too fucked out to properly think. You'd be lying if you said your cunt didn't ache at the sight of it. At the sounds you pull from him.

"Fuck I- please. N-Not gonna last much longer," he whines.

Smirking, you snake an arm around his waist where you palm at his leaking cock. Once again his hips rut forwards shakily, and the next time you fully sheath the strap inside of him, you keep your hips pressed against his.

"That's alright," you coo. Your hand leisurely wraps around his puffy tip where you slowly began to glide along his length. His head digs into the mattress with a groan. "Let it out, baby. You've been so good."

His hips begin to jerk uncontrollably, and you've got him completely trapped. Moving forward only stimulates the absolute torturous pace you're jerking him off to, but moving backwards only stimulates that ever-winding spot inside of him. With no where to go, his body nearly convulses at the pleasure.

He babbles incoherently as he reaches his peak, and then all words fail him as he spills over your hand. All he can do is pant with shuddering breaths as his cum seeps into the sheets underneath him. Giving him mercy, you slow your hand but offer him no other reprieve as you lean forward, pressing your chest against his back as you plant a kiss against his spine. It's as if everything else doesn't matter. Not the cameras or the people. He's either too fucked out to care, or simply can't be bothered as the remainder of his orgasm washes over him.

"Christ," he pants. "I... hardly fuckin' lasted."

Smirking again, you rock your hips forward, making him jump. "I'll take it as a compliment."

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[ryeriy]

dancing queen | carlos sainz

-> summary: having the time of your life's dancing at your sister's wedding with an oddly familiar face

-> pairings: carlos sainz x fem!reader

-> a/n: this is my first official piece of my mamma mia series and I'm really excited! Thank you guys for all of your support and enjoy! The italics are the song lyrics!

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It was a long night of drinking, dancing, singing, and more. Well, at least for most of the people at Elle and Micheal's wedding. Elle's sister, y/n, seemed to be one of the only people to not be recklessly drinking and partying. Elle noticed y/n sitting down at chair looking alone and bored. "You alright sis?"

"I'm fine," she looked up at Elle smiling softly.

"Sis, it's my wedding day and you look miserable!" Elle exclaims and practically forces her off her feet. "I'll ask the DJ to play some ABBA!" Y/n was never much of a big party person but since it was her sister's wedding, she decided to.

"Fine, only because you're my sister..." y/n sighed and Elle smiled. Elle dragged her sister up to the DJ booth requesting 'Dancing Queen by ABBA' and dragged her back out to the dance floor.

"Micheal knows the perfect person you can dance with just wait here!" Elle enthusiastically says and goes over to her newlywed husband, Micheal to go grab the guy. Y/n let out a sigh as she saw her sister and her brother-in-law grab a guy.

Elle comes back with a face. A face that looks oddly familiar. "Oh my god!" Y/n said looking shocked at the guy in front of her. It was no other than Carlos Sainz.

It wasn't a shock that he was a famous driver, it was the fact he was my ex-boyfriend.

"Y/n?"

"Carlos?"

"You two know each other?" Elle asked as she seemed happy I knew him already.

"You could say that..." Carlos said as he looked at him. Y/n couldn't tell if he was happy, sad, angry, or feeling any emotions at all.

"I'll leave you two to it then!" Elle smiled and patted her sister on the back then walked away smiling.

Carlos and y/n were never public with anyone. They only dated for two months but that was the best two months of both of their lives. Both Carlos and Y/n decided to call it off due to their work being chaotic. Y/n didn't want to travel all the time for his races and Carlos was gone all the time to visit her. Even though the pair weren't together long, it felt like they knew each other for years.

Friday nights and the lights are low

"So, do you want to...dance?" Carlos asked as he looked around the room and noticed the lights were dimmed as the music started to play.

"You know I was never a dancer." I looked at him and my lips slightly moved my lips into a smile.

He playfully swayed back and forth and snapped while smiling at her. "Come on, this is your favorite part!" Carlos exclaimed as his smile widened. Y/n couldn't help but smile too as she heard the chorus come up. Her too started to sway a bit with him. "Ready for it?" He asked her.

You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen, dancing queen

By the end end of the song, they were both dancing and singing along to the song. Elle and Micheal were looking from afar and noticed how much fun Carlos and Y/n were having.

"Digging the dancing!" Carlos and Y/n both were singing as they laughed and danced with each other. Her hands were around his neck and his on her waist. Both of their eyes look at each others like how they used to when they used to date.

That song reminded y/n of all the times she and Carlos danced together to that song at parties, in the kitchen, sang it in the car, and now danced at a wedding. It was their song. Not everyone could say that a song in their relationship was Dancing Queen by ABBA but that's what made it better. It was unique.

"Oh my, that was fun..." y/n looked up at Carlos' dark brown eyes and got lost in his gaze.

"You know, I missed you," he spoke, "I never wanted to let you go...do you think we could make it work if we tried?"

"You'd really want to?"

"Of course I would! You're always in my head! When I wake up, when I'm driving, when I'm looking at my text messages, before I sleep! It all leads back to you!" He said as he looked at her smiling.

Having the time of your life

Y/n sighed as she looked up at Carlos again. "You know, it wouldn't hurt to try, right?" Without any hesitation, Carlos leaned in to kiss her. The song was fading in the background as they shared this moment with each other.

"I'm so glad I found you again..." He admitted.

"Me too," she smiled at him.

#ryeriy #f1 #f1 x reader #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz #f1 fanfic #mamma mia

[its-vannah]

A Toast to the Bride and Groom | Graham Dunne x Reader

A/N: After all the angst Graham content I've been serving, you guys deserved something sweet.

Warnings: Implied sexual encounter (very, very minor), mentions of drug use, alcohol, alcoholism

Daisy Jones and The Six Masterlist

The sound of a fork tapping against someone's wine glass rang through the room, bringing everyone's attention to Graham.

"Before we get started and the band starts embarrassing me in front of my wife, I'd just like to thank all of you for coming today to celebrate with us," Graham said, smiling down at you as he spoke, "It was always my biggest dream to get married and I'm so happy I got to fulfill that with you."

Raising his glass, he looks around the room, grinning from ear to ear, "To Y/N Dunne."

The room erupted with applause and you couldn't help but lean into Graham's side. He eventually took his seat beside you, setting his class down.

Warren stood up not long after, clinking two classes together to get the attention that was already on him. When you come into a formal event wearing a fur vest, bell-bottoms, and round sunglasses, you brought attention to yourself.

Clearing his throat, Warren sat on the edge of the table, much to your parents dismay, "When I first met Graham, he was stick thin and getting over his first girlfriend who broke up with him at his locker. His dramatic ass acted like he'd never be able to move on. But he did, and when I say he upgraded, I mean it. I've never met a girl who puts a smile on my man's face more than Y/N/N. She really has become like a little sister to me. A wiser, smarter, prettier sister who puts up with my bullshit and Graham's."

Your mother cringes at his use of language, digging her nails into her fists as she throws you "the look." But you didn't pay her any mind.

Warren continued, "She allows us to continue our sword fights in their living room, encourages him to keep pursuing music, and loves him fully."

Looking around the room, clearing nearing being full on drunk, he winked at you and Graham, "I remember the night when she showed him how much she loved him."

To your left, your mother sank into her chair, her head in her hands. The two of you had told her you were waiting until marriage.

"To Y/N/N and peaches!" Warren said, holding up both glasses, pouring them both into his mouth, which ended with him pouring a glass directly down his chest.

Awkward silence and a few claps ensued, with Karen standing up next, waiting for everyone to quiet down.

"I'll keep it short and sweet, as I know half of have been very friendly with your alcohol, myself included," She began, "To go off of Warren, Graham—you're still awkward and you're still growing, but I think you have found the best woman to grow beside. And Y/N, let me know if you ever need any help babysitting these three."

She gestured to Warren, Eddie, and Graham, raising a brow before taking a seat.

Graham looked expectantly over at his brother, who was sat at his own table with Camila, Julia, and the twins. But Billy didn't move or even acknowledge him. His eyes were focused on the bottle of champagne in front of him, untouched.

Eddie went next, staying seated as he spoke, "Graham and I have known each other since we were kids in Pittsburgh. He was right when he said he was always dreaming of settling down. A big softy, really. But watching him meet and fall in love with Y/N made me realize how important it is to find someone who's right for you."

"Graham, man, I think it goes without saying, but we're happy for you. And Y/N, it's nice to see that he's not moping around anymore wondering if you like him back. Take good care of him, Dunne."

A smile grew on your face at his words, especially when he called you "Dunne." It was official, you married into one of the most famous families in America in the 70's.

Once again, Graham eyed Billy, waiting for him to speak. But he didn't even move.

Daisy stood, looking a bit out of place in her short, flashy dress and knee high boots, her ginger hair contrasting her heavy blue eyeshadow. It completely washed her out, as did all the drugs she was doing.

"Y/N was one of my first real friends who I could come to with anything. I trust her whole heartedly. She allows me to be—She lets—I'm the free spirit I am and she lets—She supports me."

Nothing she said was coherent, but she continued, "Graham, such a sweetheart. You two—congrats. You deserve the, you deserve... Congratulations."

Silence fell upon the room as she sat down in her chair. It broke your heart to see her like that, strung up on God knows what.

Graham squeezed your hand and before you knew it, your mother had raised her glass, tapping on it before rising to her feet.

"I remember the day I brought my daughter home from the hospital. She was so small in my arms, fast asleep as I carried her inside. It's hard to believe that she's married now. I feel like you should still be in my arms, asking me to check under your bed for monsters or sing you to sleep," She sighed, "Graham, you're a lovely boy. I never thought, and still don't think, anyone deserves my girl. But out of all the men she could've found, I'm happy it was you."

You knew her words were just for show, but for a moment, you let it all feel real.

She raised a glass, "To my sweet, beautiful, smart baby girl, and Graham."

He let out a small laugh beside you, shaking his head, whispering, "Only Mrs. L/N..."

Your head rested on his shoulder as Camila stood, "Billy's feeling a little under the weather today, so I'm speaking on his behalf, if you don't mind."

Graham felt like his heart was ripped out of his chest. His own brother couldn't put his own problems aside for one day? One day that wasn't about him?

Trying to restrain his tears, Graham nodded, forcing s smile on his face.

"Graham, I remember when Billy first introduced me to you. I'd never had a brother growing up, but you gave me the chance of getting firsthand experience. You were kind and funny, and especially good at the guitar then, and you're all those things and more now."

"Being married myself, I can't tell you what an honor it is to see the two of you finally together. There will be highs and lows for the rest of your lives together, but I have no doubt you'll rise above every obstacle that comes your way."

"Graham, Y/N, I'm so incredibly happy for the two of you. Mrs. Dunne, you've got a good one there, take good care of him for us."

For the next sixty five years, that's exactly what you did.

#fanfiction #daisy jones and the six fanfic #daisy jones fanfic #daisy jones & the six #daisy jones and the six #dj&ts #djats #taylor jenkins reid #taylor reid #graham dunne x y/n #graham dunne x reader #grahamdunne #graham dunne #fanfic #fan fic

[makeitmingi]

Cause Baby You're My Muse [Chapter 46]

Genre: Romance, Idol!AU, Music, Slight angst

Pairing: Mingi x Reader (y/n)

Characters: Producer!Reader, IdolLyricist!Mingi, IdolProducer!Hongjoong, Idol!Seonghwa, Idol!Yunho, Idol!Wooyoung, Idol!San, Idol!Yeosang, Idol!Jongho, cameo(s) by other celebrities

Summary: You always preferred producing underground, having an unknown face and governed by your own rules. But when you start freelancing for idol groups, you say goodbye to your lone wolf lifestyle as you learn to work with idol producers and lyricists.

Word count: 3.2K

After meeting with CEO Kim and the legal team at KQ, then going to th police station to give your statement, you entered your apartment with an exhausted sigh. You were tired and drained, you couldn't even unpack your luggage.

'I'll work from home for the next 3 days. - Indigo'

'I think that's a good idea. You should really rest, Indigo. You were working even when we were there. There's no need to rush back to work. - Eden'

You were grateful that Eden was there with you the entire time through everything today, supporting you and accompanying you since none of the Ateez boys were there. He truly cared for you, not just as a senior but as a friend as well.

'I'm home. Going to sleep after to take the day off just like I promised. - Baby'

You sent Mingi a text and left your phone to go shower since you wanted to sleep. Leaning against the wall of the shower, you thought about the events of the day.

Maybe you didn't want to sleep. After your shower, you unpacked your bags and unpacked the miscellaneous boxes from your move.

'We're having a short break now. I already miss you, I'll see you tomorrow. Sleep well, baby. - Mings'

Getting changed into a fresh set of outing clothes, you check the train schedule on your phone before leaving the house. You've never taken this train to late before but you knew your heart needed it.

"One ticket, please." You went to the counter.

"Good evening, ahjumma." You greeted as you walked up the steps to the orphanage. She cast you a glance but gave an acknowledging nod. Digging around your bag, you took the envelope of money out and handed it to her. As she looked at the contents, you walked past her and headed inside.

"There's extra dinner in the kitchen." You heard her say as you removed your shoes to go in. Some children were watching a movie on the large projector but Haneul wasn't there.

"Hey there. Do you know where Haneul is?" You asked one of the older looking children.

"Her room." He replied. You went upstairs, leaning against the door as you saw Haneul on her bed, drawing with her crayons.

"Baby." You called out.

"Unnie!" Haneul yelled and jumped off the bed, running towards you. You scooped her up in your arms, spinning around while she laughed. You needed this, you needed to see her.

"You're home. I missed you." She giggled as you set her back down. You hugged her properly.

"I missed you too, baby. So much." You whispered. Haneul was a constant in your life, your touch of normalcy. With everything happening, the threats keeping you away from her, you felt yourself losing that normalcy.

"Did you buy me any presents?" Haneul asked. You pulled away, placing a hand on her head. Of course, she was only a kid, all she thought about were gifts.

"I got you this." You got the stuffed giraffe out for her.

"This is like princess oppa!" She giggled, hugging the giraffe to her chest. You forgot she called Mingi 'big princess'.

"I miss princess oppa and bear oppa." She pouted, shoulders deflating as she remembered the boys. You smiled softly and reached out to stroke her hair.

"He misses you too. All the oppas do." You comforted.

You sat on Haneul's small bed with her perched in your lap. You listened intently as she excitedly showed you all the drawings that she did, including the ones that she wanted to give to boys when she saw them again. She also told you all the things that she has been doing in school.

"You won first place?! That's my girl!" You smiled excitedly as she showed you the ribbon she won during her school's sports meet. Your praise only made her smile grow.

"I want to show oppas!" She jumped up and down.

"You do? I'm sure they will be happy." The time difference wasn't major so you texted the boys if they were available for a quick video call with her.

'For the little bear, we are always available. - Jongho'

'Aww look at the maknae. The kiddo's got you wrapped around her finger. - Wooyoung'

'As if you aren't a sucker for her. - Jongho'

You dialled Jongho's number and it only took a few rings for him to pick up. All the boys tried to squeeze close to him to see the screen but Jongho, not one for skinship, squirmed uncomfortably. He pushed them away.

"But I can't see!" San whined. You sighed and handed the phone to Haneul. She waved shyly to them.

"I won a ribbon! Because... I ran very super fast!" She excitedly showed them.

"WOWWWWW!" The chorus of loud awes and praises were heard on the other end. You couldn't help but laugh as Haneul soaked up all the love from the 8 boys.

"That's amazing! What a pretty ribbon." Yeosang had his face right in front to see the ribbon properly.

"Good job, little bear. I'll give you a prize when I get back to Korea." Jongho promised. Haneul's eyes lit up as she looked at you.

"Jongho, you don't have to..."

"I know I don't have to. But I want to, Indigo. She deserves a present for doing well." Jongho chuckled. You prompted Haneul to say thank you to him.

"Yay, present! Thank you, bear oppa! I love you the most!" Haneul opened pandora's box with that one innocent statement. Because the other 7 protested loudly, all competitively trying to offer presents and bribes to the 5 year old. You face palmed, shaking your head as they tried to be the one Haneul loves the most.

"Okay, I'm taking this back. You're all being too loud, you're scaring the poor girl." You frowned, scolding them. Haneul curiously peeked over the top of the screen before crawling back into your lap.

"We're both princesses right? So we're best friends." Mingi was still trying despite what you said.

"Look who suddenly likes the princess nickname." You rolled your eyes. Yunho snickered, he was the originator after all.

"I love all the oppas." She scratched her head.

"You can love whoever you want, baby. If you want to love bear oppa the most, you can too. Or you can not love any of them." You told her, kissing her temple.

"Hey!"

"Don't encourage her!" More protests came from the boys after hearing what you said. Since you selfishly wanted to spend more time with Haneul before bed time, you hung up with the boys, promising Mingi to call him later.

"But I can't go home with you today?" Haneul pouted as she held onto your sleeve.

"I'm sorry, baby. Not today. Soon, I promise." You shook your head.

"Okay but next time, can we stay with the oppas?" She asked hopefully. It made you soft seeing how much Haneul really adored being with the boys.

"Only if they're not busy." You lightly pinched her cheek. She nodded and pinky promised with you.

"Let's sit together before I go, alright?" You held your hand out. She slipped her hand into yours and followed you out.

You didn't want to leave her just yet so while the other kids were put to bed, you sat in the kitchen with Haneul in your lap as you ate the food that ahjumma left you for dinner. Haneul was more than willing to stay up with you. She hugged the stuffed giraffe, deciding to name it 'Mingming', named after Mingi.

"Are you hungry? Want some?" You held a spoon out to Haneul. She shook her head. You wanted to eat slowly but you knew ahjumma was waiting for you to leave to lock up the place.

"I already brushed my teeth." She said, frowning slightly as she focused on fiddling with Mingming.

"As you should." You patted her head.

"I'm full." You moved Haneul off your lap as you gathered the dishes and brought them to the sink to wash. As you washed the dishes, you felt Haneul lean against your leg.

"You need something, baby?" You stopped to look down at her.

"No, I just want to be with you." She replied, kicking her feet around. You hummed and finished doing the dishes, putting them on the drying rack.

"I'll tuck you in before I go." You said to Haneul. She pouted, unhappy that you were leaving. But she didn't say anything, obediently holding your hand as you walked back upstairs with her. You tucked her under the covers, making sure she was hugging her toys.

"I love you so much." You whispered and kissed your forehead. She held onto your hand.

"Please don't go..." She said sadly.

"I'll take you home with me soon, hmm? I promise. But I'll be here until you fall asleep." You gave her another kiss. Sitting at the edge of the bed, you patted her back.

You watched Haneul try to fight off the sleep but she was too tired, eventually falling asleep.

"Goodnight, baby. I love you more than you know." You said softly. Casting her one last glance, you left the orphanage.

"Sorry for keeping you up, ahjumma. I'll be on my way now, goodnight." You bowed to the lady who was watching television. Quickly, you wore your shoes and left.

"It's never been this hard..." You sighed and looked up to stop your tears from falling. Taking a deep breath, you wore your mask and pulled your hoodie up before making your way to the train station to take the late night train home. You listened to music to try and distract yourself.

'Hey, Indigo. Are you free to talk now? - Jongho'

'Jongho. Yes, I am. I'm on the train, coming back from Haneul... Honestly, I could use the distraction. - Indigo'

'Are you alright? - Jongho'

'I am, don't worry. Today just felt a little harder leaving her than usual. I guess I haven't seen her in such a long time that I wished I had more time to spend with her. - Indigo'

'I understand, that's normal. It's harder that you can't bring her to stay with you like you usually do. - Jongho'

'It is all for her safety. I'd rather her be angry with me than to selfishly put her in harm's way. - Indigo'

'Speaking of, I wanted to ask how the progress of the meeting with the authorities and the KQ legal team went. If you don't mind me asking. - Jongho'

'I don't mind at all. So I went to KQ first, I met with them and the CEO, they walked me through the process. Pressing charges for assault and harrassment against Seyoon. Just in case Seyoon wants to take the case to court and fight it, what the plan is. - Indigo'

'Alright. - Jongho'

'And I'll have to be there is Seyoon decides to press charges against Mingi for assault too. After that, Eden followed me to the police station to give my statement. - Indigo'

'I don't mean to scare you, Indigo. But... do you think Seyoon has to do with the threats you've been receiving? - Jongho'

'I... I never thought about that. - Indigo'

'It's just a speculation. Since he tried de-masking you. Did he make any pass or mention being suspicious about you and Mingi hyung at all? - Jongho'

'No. Yes, de-masking me was one thing. But he seemed like he was just a bad case of toxic narcissim in the way he wanted me to accept his apology and then apologise to him. - Indigo'

'I see. Let's hope this was an isolated incident then. I'm glad that you agreed to pressing charges against Seyoon and that he is rightfully dealt with by the authorities. But at the same time, that means the person sending death threats is still out there and they are working in our company. - Jongho'

'I'll be okay, Jongho. - Indigo'

'I hate this. It feels like we're sitting around and waiting for things to worsen before we're able to take action. - Jongho'

'This is your safety at stake. I'm sure Seonghwa hyung feels the same way as me. - Jongho'

'But we don't exactly have a choice, I barely know the KQ staff enough to suspect anyone. There haven't been any clues that point to a particular person. - Indigo'

'That's true. We'll discuss this more when we get back. Have a safe trip home. And let us know when you arrive home. - Jongho'

'I will. Thanks, Jongho. - Indigo'

Thankfully, the online back and forth between you and Jongho took up most of the long train ride. From the train station, you took a short bus ride back home. Since you had dinner, you didn't need to try and find an open restaurant to get food.

'I'm finally home. You've all worked hard with the last day of filming. Sleep early and have a safe flight tomorrow, boys. I'll see you guys at the office building. - Indigo'

'Thank you! ^^ - Yunho'

'I miss my bed, this hotel bed isn't good. I think I'll sleep for 2 days when I get home. - Yeosang'

'Yes, we've all worked hard. I love filming and performing but I can't wait to see you again tomorrow. I miss you too much :( - Wooyoung'

'Hey, that's for me to say to her. - Mings'

You chuckled as you went to take a quick shower and do another load of laundry from the trip. After your shower, you sat at your work desk. You wondered if you should call Mingi, he might be packing or asleep since their flight home was rather early. But your question was answered when Mingi called you.

"Hi, baby." Mingi smiled. You propped the phone up in the small phone stand Seonghwa got you. You smiled softly, waving to him. Looks like he also just got out of the shower.

"Are you all packed?" You asked, eyes going between Mingi's face and your monitor screen.

"Mhmm, more or less... It's late, baby. You've had a long day and you're still working?" Mingi raised an eyebrow.

"I couldn't sleep so I thought I might as well catch up on some work. Plus with everything that's going on, work takes my mind off things." You shrugged.

"Alright. But try to get some sleep later, please?" Mingi

"I will. You should sleep too, you have an early flight, Mings." You chuckled. He let out a loud groan.

"Ugh... Nevermind, I'll sleep on the plane. I'd rather stay up to talk to you." He grabbed a pillow to prop the phone up as he got comfortable under the covers. You chewed on your bottom lip, you wanted to be there with Mingi now, warm under the covers.

"I wish you were here, Mings." You sighed.

"I wish I was there with you too, baby. But we'll see each other soon. And we live in the same building so it'll be easier for me to go to you." He chuckled.

"Do you feel better seeing Haneul?" He asked.

"I did. I think I've been away from her for too long... It was nice to just spend time with her again, even if it was for a short amount of time." You smiled at the thought of Haneul.

"That's good. You've been working so hard, baby. I'm glad you have Haneul there to make you feel better." Mingi smiled.

"I have you and Haneul. And the other Ateez boys too." You smiled softly.

"That's right, baby. We'll all always be here. You're never alone." Mingi said. He didn't notice how your smile faltered slightly as you were looking up at your computer screen. After chatting with Mingi, you hung up, wanting him to get some sleep before the flight. Of course he refused.

"I told you I can sleep on the plane. I want to talk to you and spend time with you now." Mingi argued.

"But you still have to look somewhat awake when all the media take pictures and videos of you, Mings. I'll see you tomorrow when you come home." You chuckled.

"I like the sound of that." He grinned. You raised an inquisitive eyebrow at him.

'Wherever you are, that's my home." He explained.

"Cheeseball." You rolled your eyes. Mingi laughed and leaned forward, as if giving you a kiss. You smiled softly, really wishing he was here to give you a real one.

"Promise me you'll go to sleep in a bit?" He gave you a look. You nodded, holding your pinky up as a pinky promise to him.

"I love you, baby. Goodnight." With a triumphant smile, Mingi bid you goodbye and hung up.

You continued working after that, only stopping when you were done with a section of beat. But you did want to stick to your promise with Mingi and sleep so you got up and turned the system off. When you left your studio to make yourself a coffee, you saw the sun rising.

"Sunrise already?" You scratched your head before checking the time on your phone. When you work, you really do lose track of time. You made a coffee and brought it to your bedroom.

It was around 10 am when your doorbell rang. It was unusual since no one really comes to visit you without you knowing.

"Coming." You yawned, going to the door. You checked the peephole and grew surprised.

"Omonim! What brings you here? Let me help you." You scrambled to help Mingi's mother carry some of her bags into your house. She had 3 big bags with her.

"Sorry for popping by out of the blue. Were you sleeping?" She asked.

"Just snoozing." You lied. You went to grab a hair tie from your room to put your hair up into a bun. Mrs Song began unpacking the bags that she had brought, it was all food items.

"I'll be sure to hand them over to Mingi when he comes home." You bowed gratefully.

"Hand them to Mingi? Silly girl, these are for you! I know you've been busy with moving and work so these food should just make sure that you don't go hungry. All you have to do is heat it up. I'm restocking your kimchi and side dishes stash too." She chuckled. You helped her put the cold stuff into the fridge.

"Really? Thank you so much for doing this, omonim. You didn't need to." You bowed repeatedly, not expecting her to do this for you at all. You were touched.

"I know but I wanted to. We're family, (y/n) ah." She smiled softly. You wrapped your arms around her to hug her tightly.

"I'll put these away. In the mean time, can I get you a coffee? Tea?" You offered.

"Coffee would do." She said. You nodded and brewed her a coffee. She sat on the bar stool with her coffee, watching you put all the food she brought into the fridge, ensuring things were neat and tidy.

"It's nice to talk like this without Mingi hovering over your shoulder. The way he sticks to you remind me of how he used to stick to me." She giggled.

"He's protective. And I'm thankful that he cares more about me than I do of my own self." You chuckled.

"We all care about you, (y/n) ah." She reached over to hold your hand.

~

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[roboticspacecase]

Writing prompt: BillDip smut or if you don't wanna write smut, just their first date

I'm ngl I got lost in the sauce here lmao I thought about how Bill would be the type to bone on the first date, then I thought about how Bill would NEED to bone on the first date because he's an incubus. He's the type that can tell exactly what gets someone going and absolutely uses it on Dipper lol that being said, Dipper doesn't know what Bill is, but he's into it either way.

"You sure we're not bothering your roommate?" Dipper hummed, digging his hand into the bag of chips next to him on the bed. Meeting up with someone he met off of a dating app didn't give him the highest of hopes for the date to go well, but Bill had been nice and provided all the snacks Dipper said he liked.

"Eh, he's fine," the blond snorted. "Can't count the number of times that guy has brought home girls and made a lot of noise. Mostly from the girls shouting at him after they find out he's not seeing just them."

Dipper nodded, shoving the handful of chips into his mouth. He had stopped caring a long time ago if he was doing flattering things on dates. At that point in his life, if someone couldn't handle seeing the way he snacked on things, then they probably weren't for him anyway.

"I just figured the movie was a bit loud, and we've been talking on top of it. But if you think he's fine with it, then that's fine."

"Oh yeah, he probably got high and passed out with music on." Bill grabbed the remote, pausing the movie. It had been some action thing they threw on, one they weren't even remotely paying attention to. "Which means he wouldn't hear it if we get a lil freaky." He wiggled his eyebrows, leaning back on the headboard.

Dipper turned to look at him, seeing the half-serious smile on his date's face. The date had gone well enough, and Dipper was already sort of planning on fucking him anyway. It had been a while and Bill was hot, so why not? It wasn't like he had any reason not to. Though, he wasn't as experienced in the art of seducing as Bill, so he wasn't sure how to make the next move.

"Well... I wouldn't mind something like that," he mumbled, unable to look Bill in the eyes. "Just so long as you know that it won't bother your roommate."

A hand on Dipper's thigh made him finally look up at Bill.

"That depends on you, Dipper." Bill's voice had lowered a bit, his eyes lidded. "Let's see if you can keep quiet."

Dipper's mouth dried in an instant from the sharp breath he took in. "I-I can try." His voice cracked, though Bill didn't seem to mind, the other continuing to move his hand up Dipper's leg.

"You might not have expected that, but you can expect me to show you a good time." Bill had both of his hands on Dipper's legs in less than a second, yanking him onto his back. His head landed on the end of the bed where the blankets had bunched up.

Bill sat on his knees, looking down at him with a hunger that Dipper was surprised to see. Sure, the possibility of a hook-up had been there since they agreed to meet up, but seeing someone so eager to get into his pants was new. Most guys he saw were more interested in him doing the work. Bill, however, looked ready to tear into him so fast that Dipper wouldn't even have a chance to lift a finger.

"Stop me at any time if you don't like something." Bill dropped over Dipper, his hands landing on each side of his head. The bed bounced a little with the force, and Dipper could feel his heart leap into his throat. "I doubt you'll want to stop, though."

Just as Dipper thought, Bill gave him no time to react. The blond was undoing his pants and throwing the bottoms onto the floor in a flurry of lust, his own joining not long after. With his lower half exposed, Dipper laid back and accepted the quick pace. Something about getting thrown into fucking so quickly was just as hot as foreplay, which was a concept Dipper had never thought he would have fun with.

The prep Bill did for him wasn't even awkward like it had been with some others. His fingers worked masterfully with the lube that Dipper hadn't even seen come out, and in no time he was left playing catch up with his nerves. The quick stimulation had fried his brain, and the way Bill smiled at him told Dipper that he knew just what he was doing to him.

"Don't worry, you're going to feel this next part."

An abrupt pressure and fullness forced a gasp out of Dipper, his hands flying to the sheets to grab hold of them as if it would help ground him. He looked down, still trying to catch his breath. Bill was all the way in. The other hadn't tried to ease things forward and, much to Dipper's surprise, it didn't sting at all.

He opened his mouth to say something—what it was, he didn't know—but closed it immediately when Bill pulled his hips back then snapped them forward again. Every thought and feeling scattered from Dipper's mind like a bag of marbles on tiles.

How was someone big enough to make him feel impossibly full not hurting him with such a quick pace? Was Bill's eagerness turning him on enough to make him not care? Dipper didn't know anymore. All he knew was that Bill's quick and brutal pace sent his head into the clouds.

He grabbed Dipper's hips to angle them just right and pulled him closer, leaning far enough forward to kiss his throat. It was then that Dipper noticed his mouth was open, and he was definitely being too loud for Bill's roommate. But his date wasn't stopping. Bill only made things worse by biting and sucking on his neck, no doubt leaving marks he would have to hide before seeing any friends or family.

"F-fuck!" Dipper tilted his head back, giving Bill full access to his neck, not caring if he had to wear a turtle-neck for a few days. He could've sworn he heard the other chuckle at him, but he didn't care. All he knew was that Bill could fuck like no one he had ever been with before, and he would be coming back as often as the other would let him.

"Are you going to cum for me?" Bill growled in his ear. "C'mon, be a good boy and cum for me."

That was new. Dipper had never had someone call him that before. He thought about trying it out once but decided it was a bit too corny for him. He had been wrong, though. Bill calling him a good boy had Dipper falling from the clouds and crash-landing into reality, his body shaking from how quickly his orgasm rocked through him.

Even though Dipper probably looked and sounded like he had just been through a hurricane, Bill didn't stop thrusting into him. He didn't have the energy to say that he needed a minute to rest, though it didn't seem like Bill was far behind, so he figured he'd let his date keep at the rough pace to finish as well.

"You're so fucking hot," Bill grunted. "Next time I fuck you, I'm going to record it so I can jerk off to the way your eyes roll back in your head."

That was yet another thing Dipper didn't think he would like, and yet when Bill said it in that gruff, assertive voice, he was weak to the idea. He wanted Bill to do whatever he wanted, so long as there actually was a next time.

"You're not leaving this bed until you cum again, by the way."

Dipper's unfocused eyes widened and looked at Bill for the first time since they started. Again? There was no way.

Except, apparently, with Bill there was.

In the blink of an eye, Bill flipped Dipper over and dragged his hips up just high enough for him to start fucking him again. The new angle kept Dipper's face mashed against the blankets, and since Bill couldn't get to his neck like that, he started to bite and leave hickeys on his shoulders.

Overstimulated, Dipper could only let his body go lax and enjoy being pinned to the mattress.

"There we go, just let me take care of you. That's a good boy."

That damn phrase again sent a jolt right down to Dipper's dick. Getting hard again so soon just from being called good would be something he'd have to look into later, because he had been sure he wouldn't like such a thing.

"One more time for me, okay? I'm going to cum inside of you, so just take it and cum with me." Bill sat up and grabbed Dipper by the shoulder, his last burst of thrusts being his hardest yet.

Dipper couldn't stop himself from making yet another mess, a whimper leaving him as the shivers of his orgasm left his limbs useless.

Bill had Dipper's hips held flush against his, his cock twitching and making his own mess of Dipper's insides. "Fuck, you're so good. Took me like a champ," he huffed, slowly pulling out. "Most people tap out before the second round. I guess I just found your sweet spot."

All Dipper could muster as a response was a hum. His body sat like a brick on the bed, and he couldn't pull himself to look at the other.

"Don't worry, I've got you," he said in a softer voice. "You can take all the time you need to rest. I'll get things cleaned up and then get you some water."

Another hum came from Dipper, and even though he could barely feel his legs and his back was starting to realize just how rough he had been handled, he felt amazing. Bill had rocked his world and was even taking the time to care for him afterward.

The blond disappeared for a while, then came back, helping Dipper sit up so that he could drink the water.

"Thanks," Dipper said softly.

"Of course. I'm not going to use you like some sex doll and then leave you to clean up after. I'm a slut, not an asshole."

They both laughed, and Dipper took his time to sip at the water, gripping the bottle a little tighter than he meant to.

"So... When you mentioned next time..." He looked over at Bill, watching the other pickup the sheets that got messy from their romp.

Bill snorted. "When I said next time, I meant it. So long as you want to come over, my bed is open to you."

Dipper couldn't hide his bashful smile, even while taking a drink. "I don't feel like I did much, but I'm glad you had a good time as well."

"Oh, I had an excellent time." Bill dropped the blanket into the hamper by his door, then looked at Dipper with lidded eyes again. "You were a four-course meal, and I plan to dine on you again. And to actually, like, dine with you. We're going to go on a real date next time, if that's alright?"

The assertive tone mixed with the slight stumbling of words was cute, which wasn't a word Dipper thought he would use to describe someone like Bill. It only made him that much more eager to say yes, his head nodding before he had even made his mind up fully.

"Good, I'm glad. I look forward to taking my time with you." He walked back over to the bed, sitting as close as he could to Dipper. "Though, the night is young, who knows. Maybe we'll go at it again before then."

How someone could be so insatiable, Dipper didn't know. But it wasn't like he was going to turn Bill down. Even if he ended up staying the night and having to sit with a heating pad on his back for a few days with a cloudy head, he knew it would be worth it.

#billdip #drabble #writing requests #incubus bill #human/aged up Dipper #Dipper gets used as food and doesn't know it but is down with it lol #sometimes it just be like that

[cartoonmadness2230]

One day in mid summer my foster parents, with who I was living with at the time had called over a medium (someone who works with the supernatural) to look at our house and to speak to deceased loved ones.

I, age 11 at the time had just lost my own mother not even 2 years back was slightly touched by this offer of getting to speak with my mother again, even if it was for one last time. But I however didn't like the fact about talking to a complete stranger about my mother's passing.

I hesitately sat on the front porch and watched as the medium stepped out of her car.

I don't remember much about her except she was drivering a black car that was probably give or take 6 maybe seven years old, it definitely wasn't new on any means. But I do remember she was wear a leather jacket and a wight button up top with blue skinny jeans and brown flats. I don't remember her face but she had gold ball earrings and blond neck length hair. I think it was dyed cause at the top it looked somewhat black or gray.

My foster parents weighted eagerly on the front porch for the medium to come up the 4 stairs up to the porch.

The medium sat down and smiled, she placed her bag on the side of her chair, readjusted her hair and sighed happily before asking names. (I'm not going to state names of the foster parents because of bad relations I had with them, but I'll call them mother and daughter since the were a family that had adopted me. Side note mother is 62 around this time and daughter is 27.) I didn't even get a chance to say my name or even speak before it was said for me.

I looked down slightly sadden by this and I think the medium could tell to but never said anything. (I can't remember what the mediums name is so I'm just going to call her the medium like I have been.) The medium goes on with speaking before asking about the house and us.

We had nothing strange or weird happen with the house so I don't know why my foster parents were so eager to talk about the house to see if anything was in the house with us. Maybe because the house was built in 1910, but so is the house I live in now.

The mother says that we just moved I that year and are making a garden in the back for my deceased mother. The daughter chimes in and says that they have been digging and going to plant flowers in the back right up against the fence.

This medium stops smiling and looks at the mother and daughter in fear, she glups and says.

**"Don't dig any deeper."**

Everyone goes silent and the daughter simply says "what?"

The medium swallow's hard and grabs her purse, putting it on her lap clutching it hard.

"Don't dig any deeper. For your own good I suggest stopping now unless you want to waken something."

All color drians from my face as the medium says this, my foster parents on the other hand just shrug it off and continue asking about their deceased loved ones. I don't even remember what happened next, I was so zoned put to even recall.

All I remember though is slowly sitting up " I'm going to my room." I say in a panicked voice as I hurry to my room. My foster parents don't say anything probably in assumption that I was going to my room because I was upset about talking about my dead mother.

I close the door and slowly look out the window to the ' garden ' we are making for my mother. As I stare at it my heart sinks and I feel this fear I never felt before. If I already didn't feel as scared as I was I would've been okay. But no, my head hurt, my stomach hurt. I didn't know what was going on, so I turned on my Playstation and turned on Spotify. I listened to some of my music to calm me down, but out of the corner of my eye I see my foster parents start to head to the backyard.

**They start digging**

Again my heats drops and I rush to the window, I can't tell them to stop, I would get in trouble for doing so, I woukd get grounded. I just stare at them as they start to dig, **they find something.**

They call my name and I run downstairs, sliding my flip-flops on and running out the back-door and into the yard.

" Hey Bailey check this out." The mother says " Daughter found some really old kids toys hidden in the ground. " I pause and look at the Daughter, in her hands she's holding a hand full of toys. Some rubber ducks, Donald duck toys, rubber bouncy balls and a singular jack.

I chuckle a bit at the singular jack, but I still feel uneasy. They head inside to wash the toys off.

The toys were so dirty, the must of been there for at least 2 to 3 decades.

It's bedtime and I get into bed, the uneqst feeling already had left me by now and I can sleep easy...

I wake up, room completely dark. My nightlight off, I go to sit up to turn it on, but I can't. I can't move, I'm completely pearlized to the bed. I can feel myself trying to move but no luck. I can still move my head slightly from side to side and up and down. I go to speak, nothing.

Nothing comes out, I look around. Nothing but a muffle. The same uneasiness coming back to me as I finally see it...see **her.**

I look right in front of me to see a girl hiding in the corner of my room, we're my shelf is, she reaches the top of my room. Her neck and upper back hitting the ceiling, the row of shape teeth, matted hair, dirty clothes, yellowed bloody teeth, dirty and brused skin, jetting out bones.

I go to scream, nothing. Tears form in my eyes as I look at her. She stares at me with a inhuman frown, her bones, her limbs. It's like her bones couldn't fit inside of her own body, like she was growing to fast.

Eventually I wake up, tears falling from my eyes as I just stare at the corner she was just in for 10 minutes straight before a name pops into my head.

Janedoe

Janedoe was the onky fitting name, since there was nothing on her to tell me who she was and what she wanted, but rest assured that I wasn't getting any sleep that night.

The next few dreams or nightmares I had with her were relatively the same, except she was now smiling. I had around maybe 3 more dreams over her in this house before we moved to a newer house.

I had around 4 dreams with Janedoe in them, the first at this new house playing out the exact same, the second one was the same but Janedoe slowly came closer to me and either bite my neck or head , i cant really tell. But I could tell in this dream when she bite me she had red eyes, the third dream...

I wake up, not in my own home, but my old home, in my old room. It's daylight outside and I look around confused, not knowing what's going on, the room looks nothing like I used to. Completely white walls, and dirty wood planks coming up from there floorboards.

The only things that were in the room were a bed and I mirror. The bed had lavender purple bedsheets on them with a singular pillow with nothing else. I turn to face the mirror, the wall around it cracking from age.

But when I look in the mirror it's not me, it's Janedoe. I look at her in the mirror, bones jetting out in disgusting ways that would make anyone puke, but she can somehow still stand.

This is when I realize I not me, I'm her. This is a memory of Janedoes.

I believe in the supernatural and withcraft and all that fun jazz since I'm an Atheist. And I'm more spiritual then anything, but this got to me since now I was 12.

She looks out the window pulling back the white curtains that have little embroidered lavender flowers on them, the backyard is filled with lavender flowers, two women in all wight dresses and big floppy hats stand in the yard talking to each other. Janedoe seems puzzled by this until banging can be heard, she goes to open the door but it's locked. She jiggles the doorknob but nothing happens.

This is when I get a good look at the door, I'm no longer in Janedoes point of view. The door is covered in lockes from the bottom to the top of the door, there was at least 30 or more different types of locks. Sliding locks, key locks, it didn't matter.

Soon a man can be heard yelling from downstairs, he stroms uo the stairs angerly with a bekt in his hand. He looks like a priest but everything that's black is white and everything that white is black except his shoes being brown. His hair is slicked back with a permanent cow lick.

Soft whimpering can be heard from inside the room, the man grunts in anger before unlocking all the locks.

" YOU STUPID LITTLE BITCH, YOUR GONNA GET IT NOW!" The man yells as he slams the door shut. Whipping noises can be heard along side with wails and screams.

I wake up, not in the middle of the night but around 10 in the morning. I start thinking about this dream I just had. I researche some of the things I saw in the dream and I now know that this dream most likely took place around 1950 to 1952. I also have a feeling, by how the man acts, and how Janedoe acts that she's most likely 12. She's still just a child. And from what I can make out from my dreams of her and the toys that were barred I the backyard of my old house. Janedoe really liked ducks and jacks.

The last dream I had with her played out like any other, but this time she was smiling a genuine smile at me while waving. Again I woke up in daylight and not in the middle of the night like the other dreams. But now I'm 15 and till this day I've never had another dream about Janedoe.

I think her sprite finally found peace, that she protects me in some way. I think that's a good thought to have dint you think?

Sorry this is so long, my coworker and I were talking and I brought up this. She said to write it into the CreepyPasta website/page. I don't know we're that is so im writing it here.

Here's a drawing of Janedoe

If you guys want to make fanart of her go ahead, just credit me and @ me so I can see your lovely creations! 😊

@t4t-hantunia @max-the-silly-guy @horrorartist23

#art #artists on tumblr #fanart #creepy art #creepypasta #horror art #horror #twigger warning #janegoe #Janedoe CartoonMadness2230 #my art #my artwork

[pezboisworld]

Silly au: d-tent boys all go to the same college with Hector and Stanley in already established relationships. Stanley studying to be an archaeologist, Hector a mathematician( I headcanon that Hector is a genius especially in Mathematics and I'm just imagining him filling in chalkboards with difficult equations. Think good will hunting the movie)

Not silly at all.

A college AU with the Holes characters would be pretty interesting actually.

I couldn't see all of them going to college, but definately the majority of them after counciling should be ready for it.

Can easily see Stanley and Hector both going to college. Always saw Stanley trying to give back to under-served kids and communities through teaching, counseling, or therapy. So he could study psychology or education. The thing about Hector is he has a natural affinity for numbers, but has to do a lot of catching up from his early years of homelessness. Mathematics is a specialized degree, though. He'd likely have to go to a college that specializes in that. I can't see any of them moving far from Austin for too long. After so long apart from his mom, Hector won't move away for college. No recruitor would sway him on that. Then there is Stanley. They are definitely together by their 20s. And Stanley studying something more generalized would also keep Hector local. Eventually he may have to consider moving to continue his education if he seeks a bachelor's, but Stanley is coming with him. By then they might even be married.

Also going to college I could see X-Ray and Squid. In the Sequel Small Steps, X-Ray shows his familiarity with the law and a detective recommends he become a lawyer. And with his personality, critical thinking, and oratory skills he would be a great lawyer. Oppertunities would be there for him and he would take every chance he got. Then in Stanley Yelnats' Survival Guide to Camp Green Lake we learn why Squid had a rubber Squid at camp. He loved marine life and aspired to be a marine biologist. And while this is possible, it is expensive I could see him working as a line cook to pay his way through school. And he can continue this seasonal work between field research if he had to. His knowledge of ocean life could relate back to his cooking if he specialized in seafood.

Magnet would study to be a vet or animal caretaker at a santuary because he loves animals. Can't see him ever condoning cages or small enclosures considering he stole a designer puppy that was caged up. He could see him as a veterinary assistant with just a high school diploma. If he gets an Associates he could be a vet tech (which is more interesting). A cool job he could do without any schooling is working with an ethical breeder. I could see Jose doing it all and hopping job to job.

Not sure what Armpit or Zig-zag would study while at college. These two are still figuring themselves out. Armpit in the sequel, Small Steps Armpit continues digging holes for a landscaping service. Gets wrapped up in an assassination attempt that makes him take things slow. But he's going to college for something even if it is a general major.

With Zig-zag, he definitely applies for the military. And since he was convicted for arson he will likely get rejected. At camp he had the TV guide memorized and knew the time of day without a clock based entirely on showtimes and could tell you what would be on and which channel. After being released he didn't care for TV anymore because there was nothing good on TV anymore. Why not get into making TV shows. He's creatuve enough to be a writer. This could give him a lot of time to learn a new skill. Maybe he learns video editing and gets into production somewhere. School wouldn't be needed for something like that. Or using his unique point of view as a comedian.

For whose definately not going to college, probably Twitch. According to Stanley Yelnats' Survival Guide to Camp Green Lake, Brian started a band. With a successful music career I can't see him continuing his education unless it's something he can finish quickly related to his other interests like a trade or 2 year degree. Likely becomes an online personality before that. Using his indie fame to market himself would be right up his alley.

#stanley yelnats' survival guide to camp green lake #louis sachar #holes: small steps #holes 2003 #holes book #holes au #college au #holes x ray #holes armpit #holes magnet #holes zigzag #holes caveman #holes zero #hector zeroni #stanley yelnats #ask

[cabbageslost]

Live Reacting Live Action AtLA - ep 1

Okay, fair warning to y'all, I'm not going to be worrying about keeping this a spoiler-free zone, so scroll on by if you're needing to keep it unsullied for you.

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That said, I actually kept myself awake to watch the first episode on Netflix when it drops. Watching now, and planning on writing down my (admittedly sleep-deprived) thoughts as it goes on. I'm heading into this pretending it's like a (high budget lol) "fanfic" with good special effects, so that I can allow myself to more easily move past any alterations. Let's goooo..

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Loving the intense music of the very first scene and... omg are those pigeon-rats? LOL

Okay, this earth-bending is already better than in the little teaser-clip where Zuko/Iroh fight the guards.

Oof, Sozin. Much wicked. Already hate him. Aang. So precious. Already love him.

The Air Temple. Oh my word, I love this. It's so alive. <3 I'm gonna have to take a moment before the "and then the fire nation attacked" bit.

Gyatso telling Aang "always remember who you are." Wonder if Zuko's mom will tell him the same later on like in the animated series.

Awww, we love an Appa-the-goodest-good-boy moment.

Wait, so they just like fire jet up there? To the temple that can only be reached by a flying mount? Lame. I was expecting maybe dragons (since the animated Aang didn't seem to think they were that uncommon), or some climb-y machine. Not a fan of the "firebending = jet propulsion for all" idea. Maybe it's just a comet thing.

Hold up, did he crispy up Gyatso? Gyatso who in the animated series was fairly un-singed and literally surrounded by fire soldiers? I'm not sure I like that either. (And my brain is blocking the obvious fact of all the tiny airbenders in the corner bc *sob*.. though that was a thing that was true from the first one too.)

Awww, baby waterbending! What was she in? Oooh, "whole village" is a bit bigger, and has a name too. I dig it.

Hmmm, no waterbending his iceberg up. Slight disappoint there. Maybe later? Wait, ask and ye shall receive. And the first Zuko scene.

"I hate this, bringing him back is unsafe and dumb." *tosses a fur on top to keep him warm* Very Sokka-ish.

You guys, you guys! We get to hear Katara's Gran Gran telling us the stories of when the fire nation attacked. If someone besides Katara had to deliver those lines, she'd be the next pick. I'm down.

"We're only friends with our own kind." Ah, a nice setup for what will be the stark contrast of the eventual Team Avatar having friends from all 4 nations. <3

Hmm, Iroh doesn't have Zuko drilling basic forms anymore. Instead he has "never been sharper." Clear that this version is leaning towards all things fire being strong. I wonder what it'll mean for his duel with Zhao though.. it was a nice reminder in the original to see how important the basics are vs flashy stuff.

Small moment of sadness for no penguin sledding moment. Ah well. Let's see the new Zuko/Sokka showdown. ;)

Larger moment of sadness for no absolute sass of "I bet I could take you with my hands tied behind my back" moment.

Okay, but Katara gets a bigger moment, so it helps a bit.

Southern Air Temple was quite rushed feeling. Maybe there's more in the next episode? And I hope they do also touch on Aang being excited to learn waterbending alongside Katara. That was important in the first one, I felt like.

..

Overall, I think I'll enjoy this live-action. It's not going to replace the animation for sure, but I'm intrigued at least.

#atla

[casspurrjoybell-26]

The Contract - Chapter 19

*Warning Adult Content*

Donovan thrusts into me powerfully as his lips assault my neck, making my nails dig into his wide-muscled back as I hold onto him.

We moved from the sofa to the bedroom and that was... I don't know when that was, it feels like hours ago since we've been wrapped up in one another, skin to skin, from room to room.

I moan out when he nips my skin with his teeth, as an animalistic growl escapes his throat.

I hear his cell-phone start ringing from the living room and try to catch his attention by trying to push him off me but he doesn't budge, if anything, he pushed his large manhood further into me.

The phone stops and Donovan goes back to my neck, but it doesn't last long until his phone goes again, only this time, making him swear out incoherent swears under his breath.

Donovan pulls out of me slowly and lifts himself off me, giving me a clear view of just how sweaty and how he was covered in bitemarks on his neck, making me slightly embarrassed I did that, without realizing.

His phone goes again and he gets off the bed, not saying anything as he walks into the living room naked to answer his phone.

Meanwhile, I can't move, my limbs hurt more than ever from rigorous lovemaking for hours without stopping and I can barely catch my breath from how hot I feel.

Just hours ago I thought the worst would happen and then something completely different happens, just like a tornado, Donovan came into my life and flipped it upside down.

I can't hide it anymore but I really don't know what the hell is going on anymore.

The way he holds me, feels real and not just two guys having a casual hookup. After all... he kissed me.

I like having sex with him but the thought of sleeping with another man other than Donovan Steele disgusts me, so what does that make me? Does this make me gay?

Donovan comes back into the bedroom gripping the bridge of his nose and holding his phone in the other hand, held to his ear.

I mouth 'who is it' and he just simply shakes his head, making me sit up and frown as he sits on the edge of the bed near me.

"I already said I didn't want that," he hisses into the phone.

"No, I'm..."

I hear a woman talking loudly on the other end making this a good time to get up and take a shower, just to give him some privacy as it feels personal.

I walk past him but his arm reaches out and stops me.

Pulling me back to him, he makes me sit on his leg as he stares up at me hungrily, his eyes never leaving mine as he listens to the woman on the other end of the phone talk.

Eventually, he sighs when the other line goes silent.

"Fine, I'll be there soon," he says, hanging up.

"Who was that?"

He leans forward and kisses my sweaty chest.

"My mother."

I hum.

"You need to go?" I ask, trying to move from his lap, feeling awkward sitting there but he holds onto me and nods his head as he grunts against my chest.

"That tickles," I groan.

"She organized a birthday surprise for me, which I'm fashionably late for apparently," he says, amusement in her voice, before looking up at me hungrily.

"I'd rather stay here and fuck you until you pass out from screaming my name."

I shove him away from me flustered as I get off his lap.

"Pervert."

"Wait," I only realize what he just said. "It's your birthday and you didn't mention it?"

It's small things like this that shouldn't bother me but it's slowly started to, Donovan knows everything about me, yet I know nothing about him, he's so private that I didn't even know when his birthday was.

I don't even know what music he likes, the food he eats or if he has any siblings.

"It's not important. I don't like celebrating my birthday anyway, so why would I bring it up?"

He gets up and follows me as I walk into the bathroom.

"Don't walk away when I'm talking to you, Evan," he says, leaving no room for argument in his tone as he forces me to face him. 

"I didn't mention it because I didn't think it would be a big deal."

I scoff and turn the shower on.

"Do you know when my birthday is?" I ask and he goes silent for a moment but eventually nods his head.

"You're such a bastard, do you know that?" I say, turning away from him and getting into the shower to clean my sweaty body.

He simply rubs his face and groans and I can't help but think he looks like a child when he's like this.

"If it annoys you that much, come with me," He suggests, frustrated.

"Sure, just bring a twenty two-year-old boy with you, who you just happen to be fucking, to your surprise 35th birthday party, your mom threw, with all your friends and family there," I sarcastically scoff washing my body with soap. "I'm sure that won't raise questions about our fucked up relationship."

"What do you want from me, Evan?" he snaps out, making me look at him. "You wanted my money, you got it, you wanted to be famous, I made it happen, what more do you fucking want from me?"

I stop washing and stare at him, seeing just how angry and upset he is as he coldly yells at me.

"I'm your boss and you're my employee. Our relationship isn't one built from trust but purely physical. I don't have to tell you anything I don't want you to know. You're not my fucking wife."

The bathroom falls silent as his words pierce me like a knife to the heart, feeling as if his words slapped me across the face.

So this is how he really felt.

He kissed me... he fucking kissed me.

But he just confirmed that this was nothing, that I'm nothing but a quick fuck to him.

Fuck, I feel like such a fucking idiot.

Just when I started to feel like this was becoming something more.

Just when I was starting to think maybe there could be more between us.

"I can't do this with you anymore," my voice comes out in a whisper as I hold my hand over my eyes, to hide the tears forming. "If you really believe I'm nothing more than your employee and what we did wasn't something more, I want you to leave."

The bathroom falls silent as my heart feels like it's breaking and when I move my hand away from my eyes, I see the cold, stoic, unaffected face of Donovan Steele, staring at me as if what I said could make him care less.

"Evan, we both knew this relationship wasn't anything serious, Evan, I'm not..."

"Get out," I choke back a sob as my eyes filled with tears glaring coldly at him. "Don't finish your sentence and just get out, get out and just leave me the fuck alone."

Donovan sighs and then walks out of the bathroom, not saying another word as I slide down the bathroom wall and grip my head in my hands as tears start falling freely from my eyes.

I listen to the sound of Donovan's belt rattling from the bedroom as he's probably getting ready to leave now.

My heart feels like it's just been shattered into a million pieces and for the first time in my life, all I want to do is pack my bags and leave it all behind and start over again, in a new city, a new place, somewhere where I can scream until my lungs collapse.

Like a zombie, I pick myself up and get out of the shower and robotically wrap a towel around my waist and walk out of the bathroom and into my bedroom.

Donovan is fully dressed and was grabbing his cell-phone and car keys from the bedside table before his eyes landed on me.

I go into my wardrobe and get out my backpack and start putting clothes into it, ignoring Donovan's presence like the plague.

"Can you not even look at me? You're acting like a child," he says, coming up behind me. "Evan..."

I slap his hand away from me and pick up my bag and put it on the bed as I pick out some clean clothes to get changed into and from the corner of my eye, as I get ready, I see Donovan hasn't left and is just standing there, watching me.

"I'll pay you back every cent that you gave me. I'll phone the agency for the bill and my payment details and we'll set up a payment plan since I can't pay you back fully right now," I say emotionless, not looking at him as I put my shoes on.

"I don't want the money back because you're not going anywhere," he snaps out, possessively. "You knew what you were getting into with me Eva. You can't blame me for..."

"For what?" I snap out, interrupting him as I stand up and glare at him. "For making me fucking... fall in love with you? Take some fucking responsibility. Stop using our setup as an excuse to treat me like total shit one moment, then your fucking possession the next. I'm not a plaything for you to fuck with when it suits you. You're just a fucking coward who won't admit that you love me too," I shout out, at the top of my lungs. "You fucking.." I breathe out heavily, catching my breath. "Piece of shit."

I don't wait for him to speak as I grab the apartment keys from my back pocket and slap them against his chest as I shove past him, making the keys fall to the ground as I make my way to the front door, bag in hand.

Not looking back, afraid of what I might say or do If I do now, I open the door roughly making it slam against the wall as I leave through the door, bag in hand and not looking back.

My chest burns and my eyes fill with fresh tears as I clench my hand tightly around my bag, making my way out of the building, trying to rub my eyes and hide my face so nobody can see how pathetic I look.

With shaking hands, once I get outside I start dialing Robbie, trying my best to get my shit under control as I move to the side of the building.

I start to feel sick and dizzy all in one and I slide down the wall of the apartment building, feeling the tears fall even harder as the clench of my heart breaking knocks the wind out of me.

The call goes through and Robbie picks up.

"Yo, Evan. What's up man?" his bubbly voice comes through. "I was just making pasta. You know like how mom used to make it when you slept over when we were kids, with the triple cheese."

"Can you come and pick me up, Robbie?" I ask, my voice trembling violently. "Please, I'll pay y-you... I'll..."

"Woah. Hey. What happened? I don't need any money. I'm on my way okay?" he softly says, trying to calm me down. "I'm getting in my car now. I'll be there in ten. Just wait for me. Okay?"

[aijamisespava]

My Personal Grammy Predictions! (Buckle Up this is a LOOOONG Post!)

Hello hello! Today's blog is about the upcoming Grammy awards! To keep things simple, I took everything I listened to that I think could, should, or should not be nominated for the prestigous award. With that, I separated the music into four categories: "Definitely Grammy Material," music that I see being nominated. "I Would Love To See You Nominated." music that I would really like to see in contention. "Likely Not Nominated," music that I don't see getting nominated for various reasons. And finally, "Not Grammy Material...Sorry," for the music that really kinda missed the mark this season.

Before I start digging deeper into the music of 2022, I have a couple of disclaimers!! 1. These are all my opinion. I ranked these based on both what I think about the music I listen to, and this is all in good fun. Also, these are all the songs/albums I LISTENED to, so if you don't see something you like here, chances are I either didn't listen to it or completely forgot about it! 2. I'm going to be honest 100%. Again, not looking to be a critic here, just figured this would be a fun thing to do! 3. I did NOT count any songs that went to this year's Eurovision Song Contest. While I would like to see those songs nominated, it would make an already long blog longer so I decided not to count them (if you want me to do a follow up on that let me know and I can work on it!).

Okay, now that all the boring stuff is out of the way, let's begin! I'm going to start from the bottom up, so we start with the stuff I don't see being Grammy material to the stuff that's been essentially nominated since release.

Not Grammy Material...Sorry -"Dominion" by Skillet: First off, releasing a single the same night "Red (Taylor's Version)" came out? Not that smart of a move. Now that that's out of the way, this album was far from Skillet's best. I only really liked 2 songs from the 12 track venture, and their final track "White Horse" is a skip, and this is coming from someone who doesn't skip songs. That final track has to be one of their worst songs to date, and really kind of ruins the album, and in my opinion, any chance they would have at nominations. Also, I think the Grammys would have to be insane not to nominate "The Bitter Truth" last year and give "Dominion" nominations this year. However, they aren't extremely likely to even get nominated since their last nomination came with their 2006 album "Comatose" about 16 years ago.

Likely Not Nominated (for various reasons) -"Red (Taylor's Version)" by Taylor Swift: I know, me saying Taylor Swift won't get nominated for a Grammy? Crazy! While I would normally put this in "I Would Love To See You Nominated" because this album was amazing, I doubt Taylor will submit this for Grammy consideration. She didn't with Fearless (Taylor's Version), and I think she will do the same for not just "Red (Taylor's Version)" but any other of her rerecordings. However, if she submits "All Too Well (10 Minute Version)" and "I Bet You Think About Me (feat. Chris Stapleton)" I would not be upset because those are good songs.

-"This Love (Taylor's Version)" by Taylor Swift: Similar to Red (Taylor's Version), I doubt that her rerecording for "This Love" will be even submitted, especially since the album it's on (1989) hasn't been released as a rerecording yet. And since it technically was released before, I doubt it will be tagged for "Best Song For Visual Media" for it's appearance in "The Summer I Turned Pretty."

-"SUPERMODEL" by Maneskin: How does a rock band back up their Eurovision winning song? Well, Maneskin brought forth this song and performed it at the Song Contest in Turin, releasing it not long before that. It's a catchy song, and while it could score some nominations, the only reason I don't is that it took the Grammys almost 50 years to nominate ABBA and I'm kinda salty about that as a Eurofan.

-"Viva Las Vengeance" by Panic! At The Disco: This album is not as bad as some people were saying, but it also isn't as good as other people make it sound. And while there are some songs that really shine (see, "Don't Let The Light Go Out"), some songs miss the mark just a little bit, but not enough to be a skip (see, "Star Spangled Banger"). I could see songs like DLTLGO and lead single "Viva Las Vengeance" getting something in the song categories, but don't be surprised if they don't.

I Would Love To See You Nominated -"Silhouette" by Gjon's Tears: The first new song I was given in 2022 was this charmer right here. As the follow-up track to his 3rd place, jury winning, Eurovision song "Tout l'univers" I would not be surprised if there were eyes on Gjon as the anticipation for what's next for him came up. And he did NOT disappoint! The song is so beautiful and definitely is a frontrunner for my Spotify Wrapped. So with all this praise, why isn't it in "Definitely Should Be Grammy Material?" Because I know the Grammys will gloss RIGHT over this masterpiece. I would love to see it nominated, though and someone may need to hold me down if it actually does! And if he wins….oh boy….

-"The Foundations Of Decay" by My Chemical Romance: Never in my time being an MCR fan did I expect them to get back together to tour, much less to make and release a WHOLE NEW SONG! This song gives off a similar energy and sound as their first album, but with a cleaner sound. It all makes sense since they are on tour, and said first album did turn 20 in July. It would be appropriate for the Grammys to give them something as more of an appreciation of their work with this song. It would be their first Grammy nomination in the music categories, and not for packaging (like come on!).

-"Love Hurts" by Amy Lee and Dave Stewart: This is right on the line of "I Would Love To See You Nominated" and "Likely Not Nominated." Since it was a cover song, it may not count toward Grammys, but it plays out more like a remake so I feel it should count. It packs a punch every time I listen to it, and it feels like the first time I listen to it every time.

Definitely Grammy Material -"30" by Adele: Aside from the fact that her last two albums, "21" and "25" won Album of the Year, this album definitely shows that she still has it. From lead single "Easy On Me" to other single "Oh My God" showing what the album would hold to a new fan, she has other great songs in the album (See "My Little Love" for example). I don't just think Adele could get nominated, but she could take home AOTY for her third album in a row.

-"Carolina" by Taylor Swift: If a song for a movie gets Oscar talk weeks after its release, you know it kinda has to be Grammy Nominated as well. Taylor brought a piece that's haunting to fit the movie "Where The Crawdads Sing" so keep your eyes on this song as Grammy season gets closer.

-"Guitar Songs" by Billie Eilish: Billie and her brother gave all of their fans a shock when they released their two song EP "Guitar Songs" and both songs hold their own weight and could be nominated for some of the song categories. "TV" is amazing and melancholic and the fans singing at the end was a lovely touch. And I could go on for hours about the bridge to the hauntingly beautiful "The 30th."

Well, that should do it! Hope you enjoyed this piece (albeit long), and that you have your own input!!!

#music #grammys #writers #esc #eurovision song contest

[keyofjetwolf]

I’m not sure why this specifically jumped out at me today, but I HAD to go look it up.

Did you guys know “FREAKS OF GO GO SPECTATORS” is the writing credit for the duo of Koji Kurumatani and Shokichi Ishida who release music as “Spiral Life”?

I’m unsure why they had to basically give themselves a collective name tied to their other collective name, and I’m just as unsure why they’re receiving a credit in the PGSM opening, BUT THERE IT IS.

#JW watches PGSM #pgsm ep 15 #did they do the background music maybe? #i didn't go dig up any of their music since i'm already moving at a glacial pace today #but i note it for later #ANYWAY THERE'S SOME TRIVIA YOU DIDN'T ASK FOR

[mxchellesworld]

punk rock princess

spencer reid x reader

synopsis; where spencer’s working on the final paper for his third phd meanwhile you take on the task of making sure he takes a break.

warnings; smut, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, sub!spence if you squint, nipple piercings;),

a/n; i’m not saying this is my fantasy but .. this is my fantasy,, inspired by this song, y’all know the drill. you don't have to listen while reading but i always love to set the vibe. lastly y/n doesn't have any mentioned features or looks besides piercings/tattoos,, the rest is all up to you:)

pls send in feedback!

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A shiver crawled down your spine from the first squirt of dye hitting your scalp. The bubblegum pink shade being a change from the firey red which inhabited your head a mere 24 hours prior.

The process was muscle memory at this point. Brushing out your hair then parting and sectioning it off. However that was the only methodical part. The fun was in slapping on the dye, not a single worry about staining your hands or neck.

The sounds of heavy drums and bass guitar bounced off the walls in the bathroom of the small apartment. Even though the door was shut it wasn't enough to stop the sound from flowing into the living room where your boyfriend was working.

Spencer sat at the dining table, flipping through copious amounts of folders and books. His third thesis in the process of being written. The computer screen in front of him looking back with a mocking glow. Since apparently things had to be digital now.

Your feet padding on the wooden floor made him look up from the pages. Humming to the music as you walked into your bedroom. Then back out a few seconds later holding a towel and robe.

A small smile tugged across his face. Ever since you had moved in together he loved to watch your day to day actions. The way you played your music concerningly loud, your skincare routine which included cleaning your facial piercings. What fascinated him the most was that in the 13 months you’d been together he’d seen you dye your hair 7 times.

Not including any touch ups.

He stood from his place at the table, making his way to the bathroom. Two quick rasps on the door to check if you were decent. The action made you giggle.

“Come in!” you called, “I don’t know why you knock weirdo you’ve seen me naked plenty of times.”

A blush spread across his cheeks from both your words and your state of undress. His eyes tried to focus on the splotches of color on the counter, keeping the blood flowing to the head on his shoulders.

But it was hard when the sheer bralette you had on did very little to hide the metal bars in each of your breasts.

“Spence?” you said snapping a fingers in front of him.

He cleared his throat, eyes snapping to your face which held a smirk.

“Are uh those n-new?” he questioned, hand going to scratch the nape of his neck.

The usual silver balls at the end of the bars were now tiny jewell hearts. The color was a little hard to tell due to the material of your bra but from the change in your hair he could almost bet money they were also pink.

With swift hands you unclipped your bra and threw it on the closed toilet seat before turning to face him.

“Got them when I bought the dye yesterday,” you said pushing your boobs up with your hands, “You like?”

Spencer’s eyes were as big as saucers, frantically nodding, “Y-yeah they look nice.”

You dropped your hands to your hips, tugging off the shorts you had on. The wide brown eyes before you couldn’t get any bigger, trailing down your frame stopping to admire the bar in your belly button along with the ink which littered your ribs.

He watched as you got to your knees, turning on the bath faucet. You dipped your head under the water, a stream of pink filling the tub.

The slope of your spine bent over was a sight he'd seen more than enough times. He could pinpoint the beauty marks on your left shoulder, the small sun he sketched which ended up permanently on the back of your neck. But if he let his gaze drift a little further south he could see how deliciously the dark lace looked barley covering up your most intimate parts.

A smack to his calf got his attention.

“Earth to Spencer! Can you hand me the shampoo,” you asked which came out sounding a bit muffled.

He quickly scurried to the tub and reached over to grab the bottle, squeezing a bit of gel onto your open palm.

"I'm gonna go work on my thesis some more," Spencer said slowly shutting the door behind him.

Making his way back to the living room, he pulled a few files and sat down on the couch. Glasses sat on the bridge of his nose and red pen between his teeth and he stared in concentration.

They were the same words he had read over and over again. The lack of sleep causing a dull ache in his skull.

"You need to take a break love," you said walking over and sitting next to Spencer on the couch.

"I did take one," he argued back flipping through the file.

"Gawking at me before I shower for 2 minutes isn't a break," you said with a giggle, the warmth flooding back to his cheeks, "Cmon 25 minutes at least without a file in your hand. "

When he didn't respond you took matters into your own hands. Ripping the file from his grasp, earning a grumble of disapproval before you straddled his hips. Your arms circled his neck and your hands went straight to the back of his scalp, fingertips running in soothing motions.

"Isn't this so much better baby," you asked whispering in his ear.

He nodded quickly, staying silent as he let his actions speak louder. His large palms went right to your plush hips. Bucking up as he led you to grind yourself on his lap.

Letting his hands explore the material of your satin rope he could feel the lack of undergarments on your frame. Spencer dared to let his hands dip under the black fabric and take each one of your cheeks in the palm of your hand with a gentle squeeze.

You could feel his cock stiffening under you. If you looked down you'd probably be able to see a wet spot on his sweats, most likely a mix of your arousals.

Leaning forward you let your lips attack his neck, placing sloppy kisses sure to leave marks. The process of licking and biting making Spencer hold onto you tighter, almost as if he had his very own vampire to mark him up.

Trailing up to his ear you bit on the lobe before whispering, "Tell me what you need baby."

Lust filled brown orbs met your own as you each continued your steady grind.

"Please fuck me," he pleaded.

If only he knew how wrapped around his finger you were. As pretty as he sounded begging you'd give him anything.

You pulled the metal frames off his face, tossing them to the other side of the couch. He had complained one too many times about foggy glasses during sex. No matter how cute you thought he looked.

Your hands slid down his torso and reached to pull down his sweats. His precum soaked length was heavy in your hands. Pretty pink tip leaky and throbbing already. The first few pumps had whiny moans slipping from his lips, red from biting so hard.

"Unwrap me baby, it's all for you," you said tilting your head down, motioning to the strings holding your robe together.

Quickly he let his slender fingers go to the ends, a swift tug and it was like opening a gift on Christmas. Leaning forward he let his lips wrap around one of your nipples. A strangled moan leaving your mouth from the stimulation.

With a raise of your hips you lined his cock with your opening before sliding down. You both sighed at the same time, the feeling of him stretching you out and your warm walls hugging his length was just too good.

Slowly you rocked your hips testing the waters, soft gasps and curses left your lips. You could feel very vein and inch stuffed inside you.

Spencer on the other hand was having an out of body experience, there wasn't an inch of your skin which was left untouched. Unkissed. After you were settled he raised his hips meeting you halfway with each thrust.

"You're doing so well baby," you cooed down at him, "You love when I ride you hm? Best fucking seat in the house."

His eyes shut closed in pleasure as your pace quickened, "Love it so much. So so pretty," he mumbled out.

His arms pulled you close again. Chest to chest as you continued your movements. Your lips met in a lazy kiss, panting in each others mouths when you ran out of air.

You could feel him pulsating inside you. The iron grip he had on your hips as he helped drive you up and down on his cock was sure to feel sore the next day. His shoulders were sure to have corresponding crescent marks from your nails digging in.

"Touch me Spence m'so close love," you said breathlessly.

One of his hands fell down to the space where you both connected. Skilled fingers rubbing your sensitive bundle of nerves in quick circular motions.

Loud moans escaped your lips. Your head fell back to the familiar junction of his neck and shoulder, biting the skin in order to stifle your noises of pleasure.

"Y/n I can't hold it any longer, please cum with me," he whimpered out.

Nodding your head you grabbed onto the back of his neck, "Right behind you baby. Let go for me, I got you."

With a few more upward thrusts you felt him pull you down onto his cock, warmth spreading in your tummy. The feeling of his seed filling you up and his euphoric groans sent you over the edge.

You both rode out your orgasms, swiveling hips and satisfactory sighs of release leaving your lips.

After a few minutes of content silence listening to the music still flowing through the hall you moved to get up, the sticky mess between your thighs less than comfortable.

Warm arms kept you in place, denying your movement.

"Spence I gotta clean up," you said trying to push yourself off his chest.

"If I remember correctly you said at least 25 minutes and from my calculations I have 3 minutes and 38 seconds left of cuddle time," the lanky man under you said matter of factly.

You rolled your eyes, sighing but resting your head back on his shoulder, "If I get a UTI thats 3 minutes and 38 seconds of me playing screamo in your ear at full volume."

With one last squeeze he kissed the side of your head, the scent of ammonia only sightly bothering him, "Worth it."

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid smut #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds smut #criminal minds fic #chellewrites

[kingdaddydaichi]

Scent ⁘ Kakashi Hatake x f!reader ⁘ NSFW

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Got another one for y'all for my husband's birthday...💙👑💍

MINORS 👏🏼 DO 👏🏼 NOT 👏🏼 INTERACT 👏🏼

A/N: Kakashi's sensitive sense of smell and your arousal. This is some raw, primal, feral, filthy Kakashi. If you're looking for soft, sweet, sensitive Kakashi, keep scrolling please, negl.

Warnings: scent kink, drunk sex, lots of sexual bodily fluids (m & f), face fucking, slight dubcon, squirting, facial

Word Count: 1.8k

Asuma and Kurenai are hosting one of their infamous dinner parties at their home. These things always end up the same way. Lots of friends come over, eat, then proceed to drink bottle after bottle of sake while playing drinking games until the music starts blasting and everyone loses several brain cells and have a great time making complete fools of themselves. They truly are the absolute best parties.

Kakashi doesn't frequent these parties, but you do seeing as how Kurenai is your sister from another mister. She knows about your long-time crush on Kakashi and winks at you when she sees the two of you hanging out together, talking, laughing.

His fingers brush across your arms or back every chance they can. You know exactly what you're doing when you lean forward with your arm crossed under your bosom. And Kakashi knows exactly what you're doing too. Sure enough, you're getting turned on just by talking to him and exchanging flirty looks, words, and touches.

You excuse yourself to go to the restroom, adding a little extra sway to your hips knowing he's watching you walk away. It's not the first time he has smelled the scent of your arousal, but his inhibitions have been doused in alcohol and he decides to make his move.

When you open the door to leave the bathroom, Kakashi just so happens to be waiting on the other side. You smile and twirl your hair, feeling yourself getting wetter. Your inhibitions are down as well, the alcohol giving you the courage to taunt him a little.

"Wow Kakashi, if I didn't know better I'd think that you followed me back here". He closes his eyes and takes a couple of deep breaths through his nose. "Kakashi, are you okay?"

He opens his eyes, his pupils blown wide, and stalks closer to you. You step backwards into the bathroom and he closes the door behind you.

"I can smell you".

"Oh?" You remember his ultra-sensitive sense of smell and begin to panic a little. Oh god, do I smell bad?

He takes another intentional whiff of you, your scent now more concentrated due to proximity and close quarters, never mind the fact that you're steadily getting more and more turned on by him.

"Mm...you smell..." He takes another deep breath. "...amazing".

"Really? I'm not wearing perfume or anything-"

"It's not that. Better than that. It's your scent".

"W-what do you mean?"

You watch as his lusty gaze dips from your eyes to your center. "I can smell your arousal".

Your mouth opens and you take a step back. "Y-you can?"

The edge of the double vanity is now directly behind you, so when he pushes himself against you, there's nowhere else to go. You're surprised to feel him so hard already, looking down to see the material of his pants being pushed out by his erection. Hell, you can even see the outline of the head of his cock, his bigger than average size making itself apparent.

"What are you gonna do, Kakashi?"

He smooths his hands along your thighs and hips, pushing your short skirt up before picking you up and setting you on the edge of the counter. The cool granite contrasts with your bare heat since you're not wearing any panties. The excitement, the fear, and the need for him all mix together in an exhilarating juxtaposition of desire. You hadn't been expecting this at all, but you don't want him to stop. Now that it's happening you're too curious to see what he's going to do next. How far will he go?

He brushes his thumb across your bottom lip, and you open your mouth to suck it in. You close your eyes and swirl your tongue around his digit before he pulls it out slowly and places it against your weeping slit, dragging it back and forth over your clit, pulling a moan from your parted lips. He looks you dead in the eye, pulls his mask down, and it's his turn to bring his thumb to his lips, swirling his tongue around it before sucking on it. "Mm fuck, you taste good too".

God, he's beautiful. Your gaze dips from his slate grey and red eyes down to his pretty lips, which are punctuated by a soft beauty mark just below the left corner of his mouth. You wouldn't have thought it possible, but now you want him more than ever. You squirm against the counter, smearing your slick on it as you seek relief from the hard surface pressing against your opening. At the same time, Kakashi's been grinding his cock against the cabinet below, seeking some relief of his own.

He pulls his shirt over his head before reaching down to unbuckle his belt. He unbuttons and unzips his pants before pushing the waistband of his boxer briefs down enough for his large cock to spring free, slapping the skin just below his navel, leaving a string of precum in its wake along his silver happy trail.

He breathes in deeply again, the combination of your scent and flavor making him crazy. He pulls you to the edge of the counter until you think you might fall off, but he catches you. He pushes his thick cock against your wet little cunt, pushing himself inside of you inch by delectable inch until he is fully sheathed within you.

He holds himself there as a long, throaty moan escapes your open lips, your walls already clenching down around him. You arch your back, jutting your tits out as Kakashi pulls the tiny straps of your camisole off your shoulders. He pushes the fabric down until it's bunched up around your waist along with your skirt, your tits now free to be licked and sucked on by his hot mouth with his cock still buried deep inside of you. You push your fingers into his thick hair to pull him closer and throw your head back when he flicks his tongue over one of your hard, wet nipples.

"Hold on to me", he says in his low silky voice. You obey, clutching his shoulders as he hooks his arms behind your knees. He pulls you off the counter and begins gliding his slick cock in and out of you, using the momentum of his hips and the bounce of your ass to boost the impact of his thrusts.

"Oh god, Kakashi...your dick..."

"Yeah, what about it?", he asks before licking your exposed throat.

"Nnnhhh feels so good, gonna make me cum already. So soon!"

He can indeed feel your walls closing in tighter around him as he pumps his hips even faster, digging his fingertips deep enough into your butt cheeks to leave bruises. You adjust your hold on him, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck to keep from slipping as if he wouldn't catch you anyway.

"Yeah? 'S that right? You gonna cum all over my cock?" He breathes right up against your ear.

Your pussy clenches tighter at his words. You want him to fuck you harder and you tell him as much. He's now slamming his cock into you, his breath quickening.

"Mmhmmm gonna cream all over your fat cock, 'kashi!"

Your scent becomes more and more intoxicating to him the closer you approach orgasm. His legs start to shake, but the adrenaline and testosterone coursing through his body ensure that he's able to keep pistoning his cock in and out of you at speed.

"Ahh fuck, your pussy smells so fucking good. Can't wait to taste it after you cream all over me".

Hearing those words in his deep voice does you in. Every muscle in your body seizes up as you cry out. "Ka-ka-shiiiii!"

He pushes you up against a wall and pounds into you mercilessly, your back pitching up and down the wall with every powerful rut of his hips.

"Cum for me, (y/n)! Yeah, cum all over this fucking cock, right fucking now!"

"Hahhhh that's it, 'kashi! Yeah, slam your cock into my sweet little pussy hahhh! Cumming...cumming...FUCK!"

You explode all around him, spraying your liquid everywhere.

His eyes widen when you squirt all around him and he loses all composure, bucking his hips wildly. "Oh fucking shit! Fucking yes! Oh fuck that pretty cunt of yours is coming apart around my fat cock...oh god, (y/n), I'm gonna fill you up with my fucking nut! Shit, here I cum! Here I fucking cum!"

He's still reaming you with his meaty cock when his seed starts dripping out from your opening, too much of it to hold inside. He sets you back down on the counter and you fall back, unable to even hold yourself up, while he dives face first into your cunt. He wants it all. Your cream mixed with his cum. God it is so fucking hot his dick doesn't even get soft. He wears you out with his mouth until you're ready to cum again, squirting all over his face.

Your body goes limp on the granite, every muscle including the ones in your eyelids completely spent. You can feel him pull your bottom back down to the edge of the counter before burying his hard cock deep inside you again, thrusting with wild abandon, using your body like a fuck doll as your eyes roll back in your head. You're all but unconscious as he pounds into you, wet skin clapping hard against wet skin. Pretty soon he's on edge again.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna fill you up with my cum again, (y/n)".

He looks down to see your body moving in time with his thrusts, tits bouncing, body sliding up and down over the now slippery surface. Kakashi is fucking you raw in a pool of your slick and his semen.

"Ahh come here, I wanna cum all over your face".

He pulls you down, catching you just before your knees hit the hard tile. He stuffs his cock in your mouth and fucks your face while you try to push back on his trembling thighs. But it's no match for his strength as he uses your hair to guide your mouth along his cock. You gag and choke, saliva pouring out of your mouth, but that only seems to egg him on more.

"Oh fuck yeah, fuck yeah! You look so pretty when I fuck your face like this. Shit!"

He continues throwing his hips forward as his balls tighten up so much they're not even hanging anymore.

"Ah fuck, (y/n), I'm gonna cum so fuckin' hard! Gonna cover your face with my seed, yeah! Fuck, here it comes!"

He keeps a fist in your hair when he pulls out of your throat. You choke and spit and fight for air while his hot sticky semen splashes across your face with every jerk of his fist. You stick your tongue out, licking him from your lips.

"Yeah, that's right baby, eat my fucking cum," Kakashi says, using the head of his softening cock to spread his cum into your open mouth.

He draws a hot bath before stripping you down, helping you into the soothing warm water. You watch as he takes the rest of his clothes off, slipping in behind you. He washes your body, then his own before holding you back against his front, slowly stroking your hair. Comforting you. Kissing you. Caring for you.

#happy birthday kakashi #you sexy mf #he's aging like a fine wine #still beautiful asf #he acts all composed in public #but he's a freak between the sheets #let me tell you #i know my husband #he gets buck #dom asf too #kakashi hatake #hatake kakashi #ninja please #i love my husband #copy cat ninja #💍 #kakashi x f!reader #kakashi x you #kakashi x reader #kakashi x y/n #kakashi thirst #kakashi oneshot

[jt-artsandfics]

Jealous and protective pt3.

This one's gonna be a lot longer then normal just becuase it has alot more charcaters but since Bi-han already has his own with this I'm leaving him out of this lot. (As much a it pains me) I'm keeping these all with the gender neutral them becuase I find it easier writing that in a whole unless someone partially ask for a set gender. So without further delay enjoy.

Warnings: swearing, curssing, gore (it's mortal kombat), nsfw hinted in some spots, Sex. Talk of sexual harassment.

Rain- Jealous and protective

-Rain despite what he believes, he is a very jealous man. Not to mention he is very over protective borderline possessive.

-He as killed people for the fact he does not like them nesr you and has made it clear on multiple occasions to others. But Rain can be quite sweet when alone.

- he may be egotistic but he also has a soft spot of his S/o.

-He loves showing his partner off but at the same time wants no one to know about them. It was very much a learning curve with his S/o very different cultures, life experiences and such.

-This man hasn't had the best experience with lovers, has been turned down on multiple occasions.

-So once he has you, your gonna have a hard time getting him to let go of you.

-this man gets it many fight becuase of you.

-does not like other Kombations being near you, and has made it very clear to everyone to stay away from what is his.

- for someone known for being a traitor he's loyal as fuck to you as long as you do not betray him.

- man radiates bratty bottom energy an the knows he does.

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" Hello my treasure" Rain whispers as he pulls his lover into his embrace. They smile lightly as he rest his head in the crock of their neck.

"Hello my Prince, where have you been off too?" They ask lightly running their hands up to his masked face and slowly remove it. He smiles lightly as his lover runs their hand over a bruise in the side of Rain's face.

"Babe did you get into another fight?" He lets out a huffed breath while trying to look away from his lover only to have them grab his face and force him to look back at them.

"Rain baby, look at me" they say softly as his eyes flick to then. They smile lightly at him and press a soft kiss to his lips. He hums in contentment arms snaking around his lover. His lover pulls away gentle running their hand up to pull away the rest of his head gear.

"So.. who pissed you off and how badly do They look now?" They ask lightly making him laugh gently. His S/o runs their hands thought his hair pulling at the soft strands

"I discarded his body, you will not find anything left of that wretched man." He huffs pulling them closer as he holds them.

"Now what did he do to piss you off so badly Rain?" They ask pulling him in for another kiss. He hums lightly once again enjoying having ha I lover in his arms and indulging in the moment.

" he called you my Whore, and he bragged about how he could make you scream, as you can guess. I did not take kindly to that" it's quite between them again as she sighs into their shoulder.

"I do not enjoy degenerates who do not know their places, they will learn to respect you or end up dead" he said moving away and grabbing his lovers hand. They walk thought the quite corridors together.

"Rain, thank you. I know you might not understand it from my side but thank you for telling me. I know I'm not the easiest to love and I know you are trying your best too. So knowing that you're willing defend me over something like that, it.. it means alot to me" They say to their lover. Rains eyes flick over to his treasure. Pride filling him.

"No one gets to touch you, you are mine. To love to make scream and to claim" he can see their face go bright red at his comment.

"Love you too my Prince"

Johnny Cage - jealous and protective

Younger Johnny is alot more jealous then older Johnny. But older Johnny is more protective.

Young Johnny- this man could rival Rain with his Ego. He gets jealous when people take your attention away from him.

-He is kinda an attention whore.

-he likes making sure people know you are his weather that be thought leaving marks on you, giving you gifts or always hanging off you.

-he's very hyper, he does calm down as he gets older but this man is very energetic and wants to fight any and everyone who flirts with you.

- man radiates the " I'm a kick your ass becuase I want to show off and so they can stare at my ass"

Older Johnny - older Johnny has alot more life experience, he doesn't get jealous as easy as he used to but he is very protective.

-Man's a Dilf he's knows what he wants and knows how to make people back off and leave you alone.

-will wrap a protective arm around you, place a kiss on your cheek and as you if this guy is annoying you.

-unlike his younger self he radiates "if you hurt my S/o I'm going to deck you into next Tuesday"

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Young Johnny

"Johnny!, Johnny are you ok?" The man looks up and smiles his face bloody. He pulls them into a hug kissing their forehead as he stands victorious.

"You know you don't have to fight every person who talks to me babe" they sighs wrapping their arms around his shoulders. Johnny laughs lightly as he picks his partner up and heads for their seats.

"Baby!, that guy slapped your ass what else what's I suppose to do, stand back smile and wave?" His lover gives him a worried smile. He leans down to kiss them into for them to push him away a little.

"Nuh uh your lip is busted you have a black eye, before anything, I am patching you up you gonk." They say to him as the pull out a handkerchief and begin to wipe the blood off his face.

"You know one to these days Johnny your gonna get into a fight that your not gonna win, and I'm gonna have to pick you broken and blooded body up and put you back together" they sigh givign him a quick peck on the lips. Johnny smiles brightly pulling them closer and deepening the kiss.

"Well as long as I have you to put me back together sweetheart then I'll happily enjoy every moment of it" he says which earns him a punch to the shoulder from his s/o

"Hey what was that for!" "Becuase your an idiot, but I guess your my idiot huh?" Johnny gives a lopsided smile to his lover pressing another kiss to thier lips.

"My hero huh?" He asks earning a snort from his lover before they cover their mouth.

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Older Johnny

Music plays in the background of the little area that had been converted into an office for Johnny. Both himself and his S/o are working away filling out reports and fixing up files for his daughter.

"Baby do you have those report for me?" Johnny ask turning around to face his S/o. A small smirk crosses his lips as he sees them bent over a desk digging thought some boxes. He gets up quietly making his way over to them.

" already on your desk hun, along with the incident report from yesterday" they call back to him. They only forward feeling a set of hands grip their hips.

"Hum.. well I see another incident report coming up soon" he chuckles pulling them closer as the stand back up.

"Oh well you, get to do the paperwork this time babe" they say giving him a kiss on the cheek as they continue working thought files.

Johnny pulls them away front he table gentle and spins them around to the music softly dancing and swaying hips.

"Johnny, holding out on the good moves are we?" They ask with a chuckle pulling him in for a gentle kiss. He picks them up and sits them against the table hands roaming lightly.

" Yo!, I didn't know older me was getting it on with that hottie!" A very familiar voice calls out front he door way making both johnny and I groan.

"Kid you have five second to get the fuck out or I'm decking you into next tuesday" he says turning around and giving his younger self a death glare of a life time. His younger self take the hint and disappears but can be heard in the distant going off about it.

"God i hate him, he so insuffable" Johnny grumbles earning him a laugh from his partner. "Is that jealous I hear baby, do you miss your golden days?" His lover says trying to get under his skin.

"Not a chance, besides I doubt he'd be able to keep up with you" he chuckles. "Well I do have to say younger you is very much a brat. Glad to see you aged like fine wine" they reply pressing another kiss to his lips.

"Keep that up baby and I'll be railing you into tomorrow, this old man still have some life in him" he jokes earning him a look from his lover.

"Bring it on then hot stuff"

Kabal- Jealous and protective.

- kabal gets jealous when people over step their boundaries when it comes to his lover.

- he doesn't take shit from any one who wants to try and flaunt their good looks. He knows he looks like shit but he'll be damned if someone takes the one good thing he still has.

- he loves showing his S/o off. And spoiling them, but some people (Kano) decided to make cracks about it and he loses his shit at them.

- he loves cuddling with his partner to make sure they are safe.

- he hates having to leave for missions becuase he worries about them.

-has and will beat the shit out people who don't back down from flirting with is S/o even after they have stated they are claimed.

-been in to many brawls with Kano over the mans foul mouth when around his partner.

-sweet beef jerky man. You look after him and help him with things and he's gonna be puddy in you hands.

- please give him love man's been thought alot.

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"Sweetheart! Have yo uy seen my moisturiser?, I'm starting to flake again and it ain't pretty" Kabal yells our from the bedroom. His s/o quietly makes their way to the door way.

"Big box on the top shelf has a collection of them in it, I got a whole lot for you when I was shopping so we don't have another accident" they say walking up behind him and pressing a kiss to his shoulder.

"What would I do without you" he says leaning back into them lightly. They laugh lightly pressing a kiss to his neck and pulling away.

"Trip crash and burn, no pun intended baby. But that's mostly how it would go" they chuckle. He shakes his head and heads to the shelve with the box of lotions, moisturizers and pretty much any available skin care thing in it.

"Would you mind doing my back while I get what I can reach?" He ask lightly even tho he knows they would never pass down the opportunity to touch him. He strips off his shirt leaving on only what was necessary of his gear.

His s/o hovers over his back gently pouring moisturiser onto his back and lathering it up. Kabal sighs feeling his lovers hands gentle run over his back pressing into sore spots and flakey areas.

"Hey babe, I have some of the guys coming around tonight, just let me know if any of the bastards step out of line ok?" He ask looking over his shoulder to them.

"Ok baby, I'll let you know if I need you to knock Kano out again" this makes Kabal laugh as his lover continues to take care of his back.

After finishing up on his shoulders and back Label roles over onto so that he can face his lover. "Gods I love you, you know that" he says pulling them down to lay on his chest.

"Baby let me finish doing you moisturiser then you can cuddle ok" they say beginning to repeat the process again.

"Kabal you Cunt!, where you at?" Kano yells put from the kitchen before malign his way to the bed room to find Kabal laying down with his S/o on top of him. Kano leans against the wall taking a mouthful of beer before staring them down again.

"Your beers shit, get something decent like fucking XXXX gold or Iorn Jack becuase ethos is like drinking piss" Kano huffs as he finishes the bottle.

"Good to see you too Kano, you only one here so far?" Kabal as he sits up. His S/o moves from his lap and gives Kano a small wave.

"Hi Kano" "hey love, and yea only me here so far other fucks are probably pissed out of their guys, might show don't know wirh them fellas" Kano replys before heading back to the kitchen.

Kabal throws on a shirt and he and his S/o make their way to he kitchen to find Kano making himself at home.

"So you gonna break anyone else arm tonight becuase boys and I have bets it being Wade who has a go at em" Kano says, he opens another beer and puts his feet up on the table.

"Kano, feet off table. And if he decided he's gonna try it he's gonna get broken. Y/n is already aware" he explains earning a smile from his S/o.

"My bets on James, man's been getting hands. Remember Kano if he has a go and I break his nose you'll owe me" Y/n says wirh a bright smile.

"Hahah Kabal you got yourself one of a kind"

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Hasashi Hanzo- Jealous and protective.

-when Hanzo gets jealous a part of scorpion shows it's head. He's death glare is a killer.

- he tends to distance himself more becuase he does not wish to hurt his S/o

-other times he with become clingy becuase he just want to be close, he wants to tryvand prove to Himself that he is aloud to be happy again.

-his jealous stems from a few things but mainly his own thought. Nightmares and dreams cause him the most pain with it.

-and after all who wants to try and hit on Scorpions S/o other then Johnny. (Man ahs no care for his life)

-very beefy and warm man, needs a good hug and to be told he's doing well. He just wants someone to tell him he's doing great.

- man's a grumble blanket, his glare tells people to fuck off as it is. And not only that it's very well known that you are the partner of the Grandmaster of the Shirai Ryu.

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Hanzo's brow twitches as sweat roles down his face as he sleeps. Eyes flickering under his lids as he fights in his sleep. His S/o peacefully asleep beside him as he fights his dreams.

The room begins to heat up more then normal. Blankets scatter as Hanzo shoots ups his eyes glazed.

"You will not touch them!" He yells. His s/o shoots up blanket throw off them as they look to their lover.

"Hanzo!, baby, hey it's just a dream your ok" they say moving to him. His head shoots to them. His glazed eyes focused on them.

" Scorpion?, scorpion I need you to let Hanzo come back to me ok?" Their voice is gentle as they place their hands on his chest.

"I can not, you will get hurt, we must protect you" he says voice filled with pain as he continues to scan the room.

"Babe, we are in the fire gardens, in your room. Come back to me honey. What are five things you see?" They ask, scorpion twitches under their touch.

"I see you, Satoshi's baby blanket, the walls, our blankets, Harumi's orchid" he says as he pulls them closer his lover rest against his chest and his eyes fade back into the sweet chocolate brown.

"Now handsome four things you can hear" they say kissing thier lover softly. " I can hear cicadas, your voice, the wind and my heartbeat" he whispers. His lover runs thier hands thought his hair untangling small knots and curls in his hair.

"Now three things you can feel baby" they whisper to him as he pulls his lover to lay on his chest as he falls back onto the bed.

"Your lips, your heartbeat, your skin" he says curling up around his lover. "Baby, talk to me are you ok?" They ask kissing Hanzo softly on the cheeks and then his lips.

"Forgive my sweet love, I did not mean to scare you." He replys, they move to lay on top of Hanzo straddling him. "Hanzo, baby you don't very have to apologise for something like that, understand. You have been thought so much and I am never going to hold that against you. They are both quite for a moment.

"My dream, you were taken from me, forced to love another. I became jealous that someone had taken you from me, I let scorpion take over. But no matter how close I came to you I could never reach you" Y/n can see the tears shimmer in his eyes.

"Its ok hun, I'm not going anywhere, I'm right here with you. And I know you will fuck up anyone who tries to take me from you." They smile pressing their lips to his. Both humming in contentment.

"Let's go back to sleep baby, I'll keep away your demons" they whisper as he rest his head against their chest.

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Kuai Laing- Jealous and protective.

- Kuai out of the lot is a lot more closed off to jealous, he does experience it but stays quite about to msot times.

- he becomes very cuddly for the fact he doesn't wish to lose his lover.

- man can be scary when needed.

- he really is the definition of a polar bear. Cute cuddle but also ready to rip someone's face off if they hurt his family.

- kinda man who is really shy in person but is a monster in bed.

-him being jealous transfers to that he may not say it with words but his actions speak very loud.

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"Kuai, I've been looking for you" the cryomancer peaks up hearing his lovers voice. He turns to see them walking towards him. He's smiles lightly patting the spot beside him.

"Forgive me I've been meditating most of this morning" he says lightly. His lover moves to sit close to him, they place themself in his lap and wrap their arms around his shoulders.

"Now a little bird told me that you might be feeling down, am I correct?" Kuai smiles shaking his head.

"My live I have you now why would I be feeling down about the most precious thing I love" he says pulling them a little closer.

"Hmmm... well then I believe your shadow of a brother has been spreading rumours babe, sad you were a little jealous of him being back" at that Kuai sighs leaning his forehead against his lovers.

"I do not knwo why he spread rumours, I am quite happy to have him back, I do not particularly like the way he 'whores' himself out" the cryomancer replys earning him a small giggle.

"Has he tried to make a move on you?" It hurt him to ask, he didn't believe his beloved would go for his brother after choosing him for his personality and enjoying his company but he still wished to be sure.

"He's made a few.. comments but no hasn't tried to get in with me baby, besides I happen to enjoy my cryomancers shy, easy to rile up and a sweet kisser" they remark leaning down to pull him into a kiss. He returns it before pulling away.

"As much as. Would love for this to continue beloved, I do have work that had to be done." He sighs.

"I'll see you tonight them my handsome, strapping and gorgeous man" they say giving him one last kiss before disappearing.

"Bi-han we need to have a word"

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[hyunsuks-beanie]

I Love You Too, Love

Bang Chan x reader; just some good ol' tooth-rotting fluff

A/N: My first attempt at writing a real scenario lmao. Do lmk how it was❤Also, it's funny how I'm an anti-romantic to the core, but it all goes out the window when it's Chan

Coming back home at night after a long day at uni/work, you wanted nothing more than to cuddle and watch a nice movie with Chan. Your best friend had been on tour with his group, Stray Kids, for the past three months, and the daily messages and FaceTime calls were not nearly enough to stop you from missing him like crazy. The teeny tiny (or so you insisted) crush that you had on him, didn't help either. You missed his voice, his tight hugs, the way he would always listen to rant about your day, the way he would always know what to say, the way his smile would light up your day, everything. While he did try to fill the gap by still listening to your rants on a daily basis on FaceTime, it just wasn't the same without him being there in person.

Sighing, you unlock your door, expecting to be met with pitch darkness. Instead, what you saw made you drop your bag to the floor, as tears welled up in your eyes. There, standing in the middle of your living room, was Chan, your best friend, who was supposed to be away for yet another month. Not able to believe your eyes, you pinch yourself, only to realize that he is indeed there, in the flesh, smiling at you as if you mean the world to him (unbeknownst to you, you most certainly do).

"Missed me?," he asks, and you suddenly find yourself running towards him at full speed, crashing into his chest and wrapping your arms around him in the tightest hug ever. This causes Chan to slightly lose his balance, and makes him laugh heartily before placing a gentle kiss atop your head. "I missed you too, love. So so so much."

After staying like that for a solid two minutes, you finally break free, glaring up at him playfully. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming home?," You ask, trying your best to suppress your smile and appear angry. This causes him to chuckle before cheekily saying, "If I had told you, I wouldn't have been able to seen your true happiness at seeing me. If you already knew, you would probably have acted as if you're disgusted that I'm back, and we didn't want that now, did we?"

You shove his chest slightly, before finally turning your head towards the dining table, only to be met with the sight and aroma of all your favourite dishes, that Chan had apparently spent all evening trying to make. "You must be hungry. Freshen up and let's dig in, I'm starving," He says, pushing you lightly towards the bathroom. While getting changed, you finally register the fact that your heart is hammering in your chest, reminding you that the man standing in your living room means so much more to you than just your best friend.

Being away from Chan for months has made you realize that what you feel for him is much more than just a crush. You may very well be in love with him, but you're too scared to admit it because neither do you want to face rejection, nor can you bring yourself to put his career at risk. With these thoughts in mind, you finally exit the bathroom, sighing deeply to yourself.

You don't, however, notice that Chan too, is in a dilemma of his own. Before going on tour, he too, knew that he liked you. But being away from you made him realize that you are his home, and that he would much rather be with you than with anyone else. He has been planning to confess today, and has been trying to gauge your feelings ever since you came back home. Your sigh doesn't escape him, and, full of concern, he asks, "What's wrong, love? Got something on your mind? You know you can always tell me." Truth be told, he's worried and scared that you already know about his feelings, and don't reciprocate them. He fails to see your knees going week and a blush creeping up your cheeks at the nickname, and instead, all he notices is you giving him a small smile and saying, "Not at all Channie, I'm completely fine. Now let's eat up before the food goes cold."

Once you guys get a couple bites in, the awkward atmosphere starts easing once again. Chan tells you all about the tour and all the places he saw. "London was the best, but I wish you were there. You would have enjoyed the London Eye." "Well then, you'll have to take me there one day." You tell him about how life has been back in Seoul, ranting about your annoying professor/boss, and he tells you about all the small trinkets that he saw at souvenir shops that reminded him of you. "That charm bracelet was so you, I just had to buy it." "You didn't have to Chan. I don't need any gifts, having you back home is enough."

After dessert, you ask him if he'd stay the night, and he says that since he has the week off, the boys don't expect him to back at dorms until the following morning. "So.....you're staying?," You ask with a small smile tugging at your lips. He smiles back at you lovingly, and ruffles your hair before saying, "Yes love, I'm staying. Now let's watch a movie."

After picking the movie, you come back to sit on the couch next to Chan, throwing your legs across his lap. Now it's his turn to blush, but unlike him, you're not oblivious to his reddening cheeks. "Awww, is Channie blushing? Why? This isn't the first time I've thrown my legs over your lap," You chuckle, causing him to hide his face in his hands. "Yeah but, I've really missed this being away from you all this while," He smiles warmly.

The first half of the movie goes by with the both of you making random comments about it. At one particular scene where the characters are having nachos, Chan suddenly exclaims, "Salsa reminds me, the boys and I learnt a little Salsa during our time in Italy, and I really wanted to teach you some of the moves." "Me?," You ask, bewildered, causing Chan to become shy and start stuttering. "I-I m-mean if you w-want to. It's o-okay if y-you don't."

You're having a hard time trying not to melt into a puddle at his cuteness, as you force your mouth to open, and say, "No Chan, I'd love to." "Really?," He returns to his giggly self, as he gets up off the couch and extends his hand out for your to take. You smile and take his hand, and he brings you to the center of the room. "Just one sec," He says, pausing to pick the music on his phone. Once he's done, he places his phone on the table, and starts guiding you through the dance, one step at a time, with the movie being nothing more than a long-forgotten background noise. "Left foot forward, right foot backward. That's right, now dip, and come back. Now place your leg on my waist....," You both freeze at this, realizing what he just said. It's only then that you notice just how close you are to him, and the familiar feeling of your heart racing comes back. You both stare at each other, hypnotized, before your eyes flick to his lips and back up to his eyes. When he does the same, you timidly ask, "Can I kiss you?"

That's all it takes to break Chan out of his trance, as he crashes his lips onto yours, kissing you as if his life depends on it. You don't even notice that he is backing you up, until you feel your back hit the wall. His lips taste sweet and a little spicy, which you attribute to the food you had earlier. The kiss is soft but full of emotions, and even though it does seem a bit cliche, you can feel fireworks fly. The butterflies in your stomach every time you see Chan seem to have been replaced by a whole zoo, and you can't help but smile into the kiss. This causes Chan to break into a smile as well, before he gently lets go.

"I really want to keep kissing you because God have I been waiting to do that for years, but I feel like I need to get this off my chest first," He says, shy once again. "I like you, a hell lot. Actually no, screw that, I think I'm already in love with you. I've known this for a long time, but I was just scared to admit it. Being away from you during the tour made me realize that I want to be more than just 'best friends' with you. I want to call you 'mine,' and I want to be yours." "Oh Channie, you don't know how much I have wanted to hear you say that you love me too, this distance has been a wake-up call for me too, but I was just so scared of jeopardizing either our friendship, or your career. And I can't have either of those two." "Don't worry about my career, we'll find a way out love. Just say the word, say that you love me." To this, you gawk at him, before saying, "I gave you a speech on that just now, didn't I? Of course I love you." "Yeah but you didn't explicitly say that you love me, idiot. But now that you've said the right words, I legit feel like the happiest man on earth." You shove him slightly before wrapping your arms around his torso. "So, now that we've got our feelings sorted, what does that mean for us?" "Well, for starters, I think it means that my nickname for you just took on a literal meaning," Chan smirks. You pout at this, but then say, "I love you Channie." He places his chin in your head, and says, "I love you too, love."

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[nothing-but-dreamy]

BLACK TIE

A/N: Thanks again for this idea @mindlessstories

I hope you have fun with it

Pairing: LEON KENNEDY x READER

Words: 1.736

Warnings: fluff, cursing, Leon in a suit

Synopsis: Yn and Leon are on a mission with fancy clothes. But somehow the mission is not the most interesting thing...

"W-What the bloody... What are you wearing?", Yn asked as she checked the appearance of the man in front of her. The guy was neatly dressed in a white suit shirt, black suit pants and a black jacket. Even a black tie was bound around the man’s neck. Quickly, Yn checked the number of the hotel room once again in fear she had mistaken it and might stand in front of some stranger. No, it was the right room and actually, it was also the right guy. It was just … even if it was part of the mission, Leon S. Kennedy had swapped his typical, casual leather jacket with a tuxedo. It was a sight for sore eyes. Unusually and at the same time, perfectly fitting as if Leon would be some kind of secret undercover supermodel instead of an agent.

Leon, amused about Yn’s big eyes and astonished expression, chuckled and stepped aside, letting his partner in who was still watching him as if he would be an alien. A handsome one but still. Leon closed the door, "It's a tuxedo. That's what you wear on a bow and tie event.", he explained and watched how Yn rolled with her eyes.

“I know what it is but to see you in it… and by the way! Black Tie, Kennedy! It’s called Black Tie! And not ‘bow and tie’.”, Yn explained for maybe the hundredth time since they both got assigned to this secret mission. In fact, the job was easy. A rich weapons dealer had started to ‘extend’ his sortiment with some BOWs. His business was flourishing. But instead of just catching him, Yn and Leon had decided it would be better to bug the dealer to get information about his clients as well. Therefore, they were able to dig out the whole nest.

“I don’t care what these events are called. They’re all the same. It’s just to show off how rich and important everyone is.”, Leon said and leant with crossed arms against the doorframe.

“I know how much you hate these things.”, Yn said, grabbed her bag and aimed for the bathroom to change her outfit as well, “But I have to admit, you look good in this tuxedo. It suits you.”, she said through the half closed door.

Leon smirked, “Oh, really? You know, maybe you could show me how much you like my outfit?”, he asked flirtatiously.

Yn opened the door again and stepped out, “Focus on the mission, Kennedy.”

Leon was hearing her words but his mind went kinda blank as he saw her robed in a floor-length, backless, black dress. The silky-soft fabric hugged all her curves perfectly and gave much input for many, many x-rated fantasies. Slowly, Leon’s eyes wandered upwards until he met her challenging glance. Slowly, he stepped forward with a smirk, “I might hate these events but I could get used to seeing you working in such a stunning outfit.”, Leon said low.

Yn saw dirty thoughts glittering behind his steel-blue eyes and smirked, “Take a picture, it might last longer. Come, we have to go.”, she said, passed Leon and knew that he was staring at her back all the way.

**

Thirty minutes later, Yn and Leon were entering a huge, pompous decorated ballroom. Chandeliers bathed the room in dim, atmospheric light. Soft jazz music played in the background. And obviously a whole diamond mine had exploded because it was sparkling and twinkling in each corner. The room was filled with high-society and in the middle of it two special agents who tried to fit into this kind of world.

“Shall we split up?”, Leon asked low.

Still with a wealthy smile on her lips, Yn shook her head, “Let us take a round together and then, if necessary, we split up.”, she said and linked her arm with Leon’s.

The idea had been good but quickly, they had to admit that the room was too stuffed with people. And because they searched for a guy, and everyone looked kinda the same in their black suits, they had difficulties finding their subject.

Evading into a quiet corner, Yn looked up at Leon, “That’s not working. There are too many people here. Alright, we split up. I walk around a bit. You could monitor the guys who are without women like the group over there at the bar.”, she said and nodded unobtrusively into the said direction while putting a small intercom into her ear to activate it and gave Leon the other earpiece who mirrored her move. With a serious expression, her eyes met Leon’s, “If one of us finds him, the other one comes to the position.”, she said and was about to leave.

Leon held her back, “Be careful, okay?”, he said and looked her caringly but serious in the eyes.

She smirked, “Of course. I’m not the one with the reckless moves like fighting against infected dogs on a motorbike.”, and with that, she stepped back to vanish in the crowd.

Leon chuckled about her boldness and shook his head before he followed her idea to aim for the bar. He ordered a drink and while waiting for it, Leon looked left and right to check out the people around him if their target would be with them. Leon was just about to check an older man with salt-and-pepper hair as fragments of a conversation waved over to him, catching his attention.

“These women are all the same. Rich, wealthy and absolutely boring.”, one tall man said before taking a sip of his Whiskey.

“Yeah, or ugly. I mean, how many surgeries are really necessary? I get the impression that all these women here are just made out of plastic and silicone.”, another man said. He was a bit smaller than the first one.

Leon was just about to leave as the third guy said something that caught his attention to the point that he fully turned over to them, “You might be right except with this pretty thing over there. What? None of you haven’t seen her yet? Okay, then, she’s mine.”, the guy said and let it sound as if the woman was just a piece of meat and he was the lion to hunt it down.

Leon knew he had to focus on the mission and he really was about to leave the group of idiots behind but then, he noticed the way how the guy looked at the unaware victim. It was a lust filled glance that even Leon felt disgusted by the sight. The guy was pretty sure about himself that he would be successful to win the woman over this evening. The guy, tall, dark haired and looking like a lot of money, licked over his lips while his eyes showed that he looked at a point that was lower than the woman’s waist. Now more interested in who the innocent lamb might be, Leon followed the guy’s glance and felt how his blood ran hot and cold at the same time.

Yn stood there, talking with an older lady and facing the group of guys with her back. The dress gave a beautiful sight of her flawless skin. While she talked, her body moved beautifully and she even swayed a bit to the soft tune of the music so that her hair fell over her bare back, dancing a little through the air.

“You can’t have her! I saw her first. I just couldn’t say anything because I became speechless by her eyes.”, the first, tall guy said.

“By her eyes? Forget them! Look at her god damn ass. So round and juicy.”, the guy said and his eyes became filled with raw, sexual hunger.

That was enough for Leon to forget the mission for a moment as he walked over to the group, “I couldn’t miss hearing how you were talking about this young lady.” Leon said low, getting the attention of all three men at the same time, “Stay away from her. All of you. Or otherwise, things will turn ugly.”, he said with a kind of threat lingering in his voice.

One of the men stepped closer to Leon, slightly towering over the agent and looking down, “Who do you think you are, huh? Nothing we do is your concern.”

Not impressed at all, Leon stepped forward, holding the man’s glance, “She’s mine, get it? Therefore, yes, it concerns me how you are talking about her. So, do yourself a favor and stay away from her or I will become your worst nightmare. And trust me, I know what I’m talking about.”, Leon said threateningly, leaving no room for any further arguments.

The guy stared at Leon for several more moments and considered his best next step but in the end, the guy saw something in Leon’s eyes that told him to better back off. And after another few seconds, the guy stepped back, nodded to his friends and disappeared somewhere else.

Leon went back to his drink and emptied it in one big sip. As he placed the glass back on the counter, Yn stood already next to him, leaning against the bar with a smirk on her lips, "So, I'm yours, huh?", she asked low.

With a shock filled glance, he stared at her and swallowed thickly, "Oh, uhm... Well... I- I didn't like the way he looked at you.", he stammered with an apologetic glance.

Yn nodded, "Yes, I heard that.”, she said, tapping at her ear with her index finger to remind him of the intercom. As Yn saw his awkward smile, she stepped forward, “You know, to see you jealous and protective was kinda cute. But it was unnecessary, don't you think? I'm not your girlfriend."

Leon also stepped forward, a smirk was playing on his lips while he snaked his arm around her waist to bring her even closer, "Actually, we're just one date away that I can call you mine."

"Oh, really? Then, I would say we count this evening as a date, what do you think?", Yn suggested whispering against his lips which were just inches away.

"Deal.", Leon breathed before he kissed her. It was a deep kiss. Filled with hunger to show off to whom Yn belonged to. Yn tugged on his suit jacket to bring him even closer, knowing exactly where these clothes would land later this evening…

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