#i hope you have a good rest of your summer too you deserve it!!! <3

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could you do something with Joel Miller or Pedro Pascal himself involving him being jealous? ending in smut for sure

a/n; i love this, thanks for your patience and i hope you like it! <3

jealousy fuck

joel miller x fem reader!

cw; +18 content! minors dni!, sex in public spaces, orgasm denial, breeding kink, possessiveness, jealousy, unprotected piv sex (guys wrap it before you fucking tap it), cream pie, hickeys, heavy-make out, degradation, teasing, edging, dirty talking, choking, praise, name calling (pretty girl, baby girl…), finger fucking and oral (r receiving)…

REMINDER: english is not my mother language so i apologize if there are some mistakes <3 !¡ either ways, i hope y’all like it. <3

REPOSTS AND COMMENTS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED!

imagine joel being jealous of some dudes that have been laughing a little too hard at whatever you were saying and buying you a little too many drinks. they were attractive, and young. younger than he was. that he didn’t like. what if you decided that he wasn’t worth it? that you deserved something a little better?

it was around the fourth cup that they had bought you that he decided he had had enough.

you couldn’t even say goodbye to the pair of guys that were spending their whole fucking wallets on you —not that you wanted to— before he was pulling you away from them with a scowl on his face.

his hands were warm as he pulled you tight against his side, and his feet were quick to push the two of you out on the streets. it was a warm summer night, and the breeze hit the exposed skin that your dress displayed.

the brick wall was the next thing that hit your skin, more precisely your back as joel pushed you against it, lips latched to your neck, hands tugging you impossibly closer to his chest. you couldn’t help but hum, your hands finding his hair. you could feel the roughness of his touch, of the marks that he was leaving on your neck, or the way he pushed one of his legs in between your own.

“joel…” you sighed, and he groaned.

“i’ve had to watch those fucking assholes try and fuck you all night, try to get a taste of what belongs to me…” you let out a breathy moan, the possession in his eyes making you tremble, his hands pushing your hips down so you could grind your aching burning push on his thigh.

“shit, joel!” you whimpered, your back arching when his jeans rubbed your clit just the right way. “somebody is gonna…, somebody is gonna see us…” you sighed, but he was distracting you a little bit too well with his wondering hands. you were hidden on the dark and deep alley beside the bar. you could hear people having fun inside, for fucks sake!

“let them. gonna show them who you fucking belong to.” he groaned, and before you knew it he was making you bend over and push your soft palms against the rough bricks of the wall, his hand pushing aside your panties. he grunted when he felt just how wet you were for him. “fucking slut… you like this shit, huh? playing with me until i can’t take it anymore? fuck you where anyone could hear us, see us?” his fingers were sliding through your wet folds, teasing your twitching hole, rolling your engorging clit… you nodded, tears sliding down your cheeks by the time he was fucking two of his fingers inside your tight drooling walls. “of course you do…, my dirty little girl. always wanting me to get a little rough with her, isn’t that right baby?” you moaned, his fingers curling and hitting your g spot, although he quieted you with his left hand around your neck, choking you. “shh, nice and quiet. you can take it.” you gasped for air, your back arching and ass dragging against his boner. he groaned.

“joel…” you whimpered. “fuck me, please…” you begged, needing his cock to stretch your pussy just how good you knew it could, needing him to fuck you dumb.

“shit. you want me to fuck you baby? want me to fuck you raw and fill you up? leave you dripping for me for the rest of the night?” you nodded, pleading, crying out when his fingers pushed out of your needy cunt to unbuckle his pants. he cooed. “it’s okay baby girl, gonna give you what you want. gonna fuck you all nice and full baby, gonna leave this pretty cunt of yours drooling for all of them to see.” you moaned, and his tip was gliding through your lips, lubing himself up before harshly plunging his cock inside. you gasped as he started to relentlessly fuck you, his thrusts hard and angry.

you whimpered, voice all broken and airy as he was still choking you, keeping you in place as he fucked into you over and over again, hitting your g spot, splitting you open ‘til the point where it almost hurt. almost.

“you thought they could fuck you like this, hm? you thought they could make you feel how i do?” he gritted his teeth, spanking your ass and kissing your neck, making you cry out. “you’re mine.” he groaned, fucking you deeper. fuck, he was driving you insane.

“‘m yours joel. only yours, fuck!” you whined, your eyes rolling to the back of your head when his free hand started to play with your clit, making your legs buckle and almost fall, except he was there to hold you up, to pull you closer to his chest… you were babbling. your orgasm so close your pussy was throbbing and tightening around him. “gonna cum, gonna cum!” there were tears ruining your makeup, mascara all fucked up. it was sight for sore eyes.

“not yet.” he growled, and you whimpered, feeling about to explode. but you knew that you’d be in trouble if you came before he had given you permission. “gonna fill you first. gonna breed this sweet cunt of yours baby. gonna ruin you for anyone else.”

“yes, yes, joel fuck! come inside! inside please!” you pleaded, desperate to feel him fill you to the brim, desperate to be able to cum.

and he did, grunting, warm spurts of his cum coating your walls and making you moan. you whimpered when just as fast as it happened, it went away. joel pulled his cock out, making you cry out, feeling his cum leaking from your needy hole. your high was fading, your orgasm going away.

“nonononono! please joel, please, i was so close!” you babbled, but he just soothed you as he pulled up your underwear once again, covering your used and dripping soppy pussy.

“shhh…” he whispered, drying the tears out of your cheeks. “you didn’t really think i would let you cum after having being a tease all fucking night, did you?” he smiled, but you knew the mean demeanor that engulfed him. “be a good girl for me and keep my cum warm for me until later, hm? if you do i’ll clean it up for you once we get home.” you looked into his eyes and nodded, your stomach burning in desire. if you did well… you’d get to feel joel’s tongue. he will reward you. and you loved his rewards. “atta girl.” he kissed you, dirty and sloppy, leaving you wishing for more, cunt throbbing in need to feel him again. you could still feel his warm cum dampening your panties as it dribbled out your stretched hole. “let’s go back inside baby.”

the rest of the night? you spent it on joel’s lap, kissing him and trying to muffle your moans on his neck when he’d discretely fuck his cum all back inside and deep your cunt with his fingers.

and when you got back home. he took care of you. with you on your back and his head in between your thighs. for hours and hours. until you were completely clean…

just to make a mess out of you all over again.

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Only Friends Character Rankings Episode 12

And that's all she wrote friends! And how she wrote it was...weird? The show definitely pulled some punches at the end there, trying to thread a needle and ending instead in a kind of wishy-washy damp squib. The couples landed up right, but in the wrong way? Guu mai chorp. But these hoes still need their final sorting. Nick led the pack going into the finale, will he end up on top at the end? Only the mains this week in my final rankings, but first...

⭐A1. FUCKIN' MIX!

Then…can I be your friend too?

I'm sorry I can't hear y'all over my screams at the MESS Minx Mix looks set to cause. That man is too pretty to be allowed in public. I WANT IT JOJO, I WANT IT NOW!

🔻🔻🔻Z∞. Boeing (8)

I just happen to want something strong tonight.

In the end, Boeing is just a lonelyboy like all the rest of them, which is fine, but he also just...disappears after the Ray/Mew Voltron vanquishes him and he gets a consolation makeout from Boston, which is not. Anyway, Mond is a good actor, also he's hot and got to kiss a bunch of boys, so winning.

Top tier show sidepieces: Yo, Plug, Summer, Freddie Mercury 2, Sand's Mom, Ray's Dad, Daddy Dan, April, Mew's Moms (barely)

These characters were mostly on the side of the angels, and I thank them for their service.

Bottom bitches: Cheum, Atom, Gap

Yeah they apologised, but fuck em.

Onto our main six!

🔺1. Boston (2)

I'm friendless.

In the end, Boston's at the top of my mains pile, because MY MANS DESERVED BETTER. Not in terms of Nick, I think that actually ended the absolute best way: Boston made his case, Nick made his decision, and they parted more or less as friends (and I loved absolutely every conversation those two had in this episode). No I mean in terms of his shitty friends, especially MEW. Cheum at least apologised, even if perfunctorily, and he apologised for sleeping with Atom (yeah, he really shouldn't have done that). He and Ray let the water wash under their particular bridge, and seem set to be cool. They never really had much in the way of beef to be fair. But Mew...actually you know what, good. Some people you don't need to be friends with, especially people who are gonna judge you and try to make you feel shitty about yourself. The narrative leaves Boston literally alone at the end though, legit the last time we see him is sitting on the curb with tears in his eyes as Nick walks away. Thanks, I hate it. I hope New York is better to Boston, and I hope he continues to learn and grow and tackle those impulse control problems.

🔻2. Nick (1)

You should go back to living a fun and sassy life that you prefer instead of trying to please a daydreaming guy like me.

YOU COULD HAVE ACCEPTED THE GODDAMN PHOTO NICKYBOY. I mean I get why not, but justice for my mans. Anyway, Nick's legit my second fave main here, as he grapples with the in-your-face realities of Boston's separation of love and sex, and decides he can't handle it. And that's good, that he loves Boston enough not to judge him, and loves himself enough not to put himself through something he knows he doesn't want. Every single choice and every conversation these two have had since Nick apologised has been nothing less than stellar, and that's because Nick took accountability and chose honesty. Well done baby boy.

🔺3. Sand (5)

You're right. When I love someone, I become a dog. But at least my owner loves me.

Pathetic to the very end, consistency thy name is Sand. He could have at least thrown his bussy into that threesome, but nooooooo, he got jealous IN TWO DIRECTIONS AT ONCE 🤣. He's fine with both boys slangin the dick his way, but calls a halt when they leave him out? Sir that's when you stand back and admire. Sand's pick-me ass ain't never gonna be my absolute fave, but his self-awareness and humiliation kink work together to be kind of endearing in a guileless sort of way, and at least he's learned to take the money if he's going to accept the ownership. It's sweet in a weird kink way. Also, his and Nick's loser friendship pushes him several points higher up the scale. There's growth and acceptance there, and he's 21 so I'll let him have it.

🔺4. Ray (7)

You still love him so I dragged him here for you. But I wanted to join just a little.

Well when he's not drunk night and day Ray's still a rich asshole, but he's a ton more fun. I love that he knows the kids at community service don't like him🤣. I spot rehab therapy working on him a bit. That threesome set up was WILD, and I personally had a good time with it, but it's probably best that it led to talking rather than fucking. Ray's got a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG way to go, but at least he treats Boston like a human being (I AM SO BITTER AND I'M NOT GETTING OVER IT). He's never gonna clock Mew's shittiness (BITTERNESS ACCELERATING) but you win some, you lose some. By the way sir, don't listen to Sand, he absolutely will be your sugar baby if you beg a little.

🔻5. Top (4)

Because I have you, everything is fine.

Top's smugness was the single most genuine thing about him, so I actually quite enjoyed watching him be a smug motherfucker this ep as he gets everything he thinks he wants. You know what I enjoyed more though? Watching his soul leave his body when Minx!Mix walked into the hostel and laser-targeted Mew. Mew putting Top through hell is legit my favourite flavour of their weird little fucked up relationship, and I'm sorry I won't get to see Mew eventually fall for Mix (you KNOW he wants to top somebody, YOU KNOW IT) and Top cry about it while he screws a bellboy in a service closet.

🔹6. Mew (6)

Are you about to say "But you're my last, Mew"? If so, I'm going to go puke in the bathroom.

OK, that line was funny, but jeez what a prig. What a sanctimonious nag. What a judgy little hypocrite. In his own conception he 'won' but Mew's the biggest loser in my heart. No he didn't have to forgive Boston, but come on, he could've kept it cute OR kept it moving full speed instead of the fake nicey nicey only to stick the knife in after. It's good that he walks away from Boston in the end, because with friends like Mew you don't need enemies. He makes Ray worse. And he and Cheum form the feedback loop from hell. Bookie sold the fuck out of this character, I have nothing but praise for him, but Mew is the living worst. I won't mention the character he reminds me most of in all of fiction, but if you're a certain age and you think about it a little, you can probably guess.

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Hello my wonderful fandom :) Thank you for all your lovely comments on me being delayed. Not my usual M.O. but I definitely needed the extra time to process. I was GUTTED and absolutely wrecked. Poor D had to deal with my panic spiral for most of Wednesday. (love you lol) I'll be honest I'm still little shook up and sad. Kinda grateful for the 3 week break tbh between episodes. This was a gut punch I wasn't in the least expecting. Hoping we'll get a S7 announcement during this hiatus. *fingers crossed* Get it together ABC. This took me awhile to unpack emotionally so thank you all again for being so patient.

So I want to preface this post. There will be ZERO And I mean ZERO bashing of Tim in this review from me. Would appreciate that in comments as well. I love conversation you know I love comments. What I don't like is hate being spread. Also nothing on Eric either. I've also seen this which is utter madness. Don't touch our captain. Man loves this fandom so much. Deserves respect. If you came to this review for either of those things please promptly exit stage left. I mean that in the kindest way possible but I love Tim/Eric so it's a non starter with me.

I’ve never so deeply related with a character in all my life as I have with Tim Bradford. I’ll be dissecting this ep to best of my ability. I love both these characters so very much. Why I was knocked out for a couple days before could tackle this. I imagine my thoughts will change when I do my summer in depth one. When we have the rest of the season in pocket. I have to say this won't be mini at all. LOL So lets get rid of that concept right now ha I can't be mini with this ep. I am not brief so thanks for reading. Also hats off to Eric my god he was incredible in this episode. Melissa too killing me left, right and center you two. Let us get started.

6x06 Secret and Lies.

Poor Lucy looks like me when I’m stressed and drained af. Tamara asking how stressed she currently is? Lucy answering 19.....She looks like a 19 if not worse tbh. This is probably the most time they've spent apart since they got together. Basically living together at this point let's be honest. Other than 6x01 they haven't really spent time apart aside from that UC op in 5x21. *sigh*

Tamara asking if Tim is still ghosting her? Lucy trying so hard to keep it together with her answer. My heart. What a wreck she is without Tim. Do love that we get to see her pin-up board btw. Good shot of her room we don’t usually get. That cupcake poster I love it so much. Although now it makes me sad...

Lucy asking what's wrong? Tamara telling her she wants to move out with some friends from school. Crap. Her moving is the last thing she needs…. But it's good for her even though the idea makes me sad. End of an era. Lucy is right she needs to live with people her own age. Doesn’t make it hurt less though. This is a ROUGH season for Lucy my god. The hits keep coming for our girl and I wanna hug her. Shield her somehow....

Lucy touching near her tattoo when she reaches Angela. (Mini gut punch.) I do love her coming to Angela about this. If there is anyone who knows Tim like she does it's Angela. Does help she finds his behavior alarming too. I mean of course she does. You can see the immediate worry. The empathy she has for Lucy is there but she holds her cards close in her advice. Telling her to trust him even though it's literally killing her. Not the council Lucy needed to hear or was looking for.

Lucy wanted more action than 'Just wait and trust him.' She has been trusting him but she’s so insanely worried. Going out of her mind with anxiety for her person. It's exuding out of of her and she looks like she wants to cry…Ugh me too Lucy. I’m an empath and an anxious one at that. I would be going out of my mind too…. Angela looks worried as hell though. Even though she isn't conveying that to Lucy at this point. Breaking my heart as she takes off from their convo. Because if she doesn't she'll lose it right then and there.

God I love Angela Lopez. First off well done on tracking him down. She's just a bad ass. I mean it's one of the reason's Lucy reached out to her tbh. Just gets into his car, drinking his soda, calling him out right away. I love her reasoning saying she can live off Wesley’s trust fund. Lmao. Doesn’t matter as much if she get's fired. 'Wine o'clock.' for her. Gotta love the confidence. I truly hope we get more Tim/Angela scenes the rest of this season. I always adore their dynamic.

Tim is sold on her reasoning and starts to explain the current situation he's trapped in. Angela taking it all in and assessing everything as he explains. Once Tim has succinctly summed up his current predicament Angela's reply is the best. 'I’m in.' lmao I love this woman. ‘I got your back boo.’ That she does. In more ways than he even realizes at this point.

Gotta commend Angela calling him out for walking away from Lucy. Not only that but his job to arrest a guy hasn’t thought of in a decade…. Ain’t no one better than her to be there to call him out his crap right now. Not only that but to really dig deep. To know this is far more than what he's sharing. This is why Angela is an incredible detective rooting things out like this. Saying this is more than just protecting Lucy. Her intuition is out of this world.

I mean she's not wrong. Lucy would understand if it was just about the benefits. She would be proud really. Thing is it's about protecting himself too. Which really just scratches the surface of why he is doing this. Tim knows he's caught even if he shrugs it off. She has him dead to rights and he knows it. 'I’m your BFF. I know you.' Ha it’s true whether you like it or not Timothy…Just like Lucy she has your number.

Angela giving him crap with how they're following Ray. Worried he isn't being smart about this. This is so unlike him to be this sloppy and unfocused. She was right he was tailing too close… Ray catches on to their tail quickly. When he scanned the vehicle made me so nervous. Doing it while he's taunting Tim. He's so detail oriented blows my mind Tim let that get by him. This SL gave me such MASSIVE anxiety as I watched it. Oh my lord.

The minute they get back to Angela's place she calls him out once again. Asking why he thinks this is ALL his fault? Tim shrugs it off and she refuses to take that as his final answer. Of course Angela was right there is far more to this story. Tim finally opens up to her about what happened. He had been leading his squadron for some time. Looking to move up to Sergeant.

The catch was he couldn’t be promoted if there was rampant criminality in his unit. Ray clearly was in the way of him moving up. Tim figured he could keep it within his unit if they went after him.. Oh Tim…. It was an unsanctioned mission too. Thinking if he could accomplish this would be easy fast track to his promotion.

Kills me to know he was there during the air strike ugh… Details missing from the last episode. The Humvee saved him and Mark but not his other men… I can't imagine what Tim felt in that moment. The immense amount of guilt laid on his soul from here on out. I mean it makes sense why he never left patrol before Lucy. The last time he tried to advance his career this happened. My broken boy.

Eric CRUSHES this scene. I wanna cry. My poor Timothy. He was more focused more on his career than his oath...Got two of his men killed. My damn heart. He’s so ashamed of himself. The way he points at himself when he says 'leadership.' I knew his military past would be dark but holy crap. I wanted more of his backstory and they delivered that in spades. What a gut punch this had to be for him. No doubt his men were loyal af to him. Would've followed him anywhere and did.

He carries leading those men to their deaths because they followed his leadership. Oof. That is quite the weight to keep on your soul. Also gives us insight to why he shoulders everything. Even when he doesn't have to. Punishing himself for past transgressions such as this. I'm sure when we get to the other side of this season, I will have an even deeper respect for the writers going into his backstory like this. Giving us even more insight to this man.

This hurts so good to get this kind of info. I have no doubt that’s why he shut Lucy out. The shame he feels is overwhelming. I totally get it. Nothing scarier than someone knowing your darkest secrets. Not only that but worrying they’ll think less of you due to it. Tim already struggles with self loathing. Been a theme for him his entire arc on this series. Something I've touched on a lot. This is truly bringing that to light in the most painful way.

We see Ray scanned Tim's car in order to gain access to it. To check his GPS to see where he's been. How he's been tracking him. When he scrolls down to Lucy's address. Made my stomach sink. Legit felt sick to my stomach....

I do love Lucy coming home and having Tamara there. Saying she ordered pizza for them. This is exactly what she needs. Do you really have to go Tamara? I wonder if she'll delay leaving now after this ep. There is a knock at the door and of course it's not the pizza. It's Ray. Hair's on the back of my neck stood up from the moment he entered that apt.

I know Melissa stated in her interview she was nervous about this scene. That she came off awkward in her anger. You are incorrect madam. Holy hell Lucy is a BAMF. Telling him the only call she's gonna make is for the ambulance. Because when she's done with him he's going to need it to wheel him out. Holds her ground like the confident bad ass we've all loved seeing her become.

Lucy calling him shaking and demanding where he was. Ooh lord hell fire coming with her through that front door. I love Angela grabbing Tamara to another room. Like let's go mom and dad are about to have a big blow out. Let's give them some space...

Tim asking if she's ok? Truly concerned but Lucy isn't having ANY of it. 'Do I look ok?' Damn no she doesn't....Ripping into him saying how that creep could've showed up when she wasn't there. Lucy is not wrong....Oh my lord I’ve never seen her so damn mad. She is RAGING at him and rightfully so. Her home was violated, Tamara was put in danger and threatened. All because Tim was trying to protect her. phew.

Tim FINALLY concedes to telling her something. It only seems to enrage her more. She is literally vibrating with anger in this scene with him. The more he tells her the more it doesn't explain why he left her in the dark. Lucy begging him to read her in. I mean she has earned that my love. ..Telling him to stop protecting her. Gah Tim is a deep loyalist who would protect anyone he loves even if it's not the right thing. His reply is a reflection of that.

'I can't. I won't.' He's so driven to keep her safe. His instinct is to protect her but doesn't see he's hurting her in the process. I knew she was going to be pissed he let Angela in and not her. But Tim was right she has a lot less to lose. Which doesn't seem pertinent in this moment...I do love her placing her hands on his when she also replies. 'I can't. I won't.'

Mirroring his words from moments ago. Just like he will never stop protecting her. Lucy will never stop fighting for him or longing to help him. That man is her entire world. The most important person in her life. It makes perfect sense she would help with this. Career be damned. I mean she risked her career to get him a shot at Metro. Of course she would do the same thing in order to shoulder his burden with him.

Love her standing her ground in this moment. Like damnit I love you and you are going to let me in. Whether you like it or not I am here and I'm going to help. If this wasn't a reflection of the communication problems that still painfully exist between them I don't know what is. I mean she tried to be patient and trust him. But honestly he needed this kick in the ass to let her in. Which is a problem. Lucy needs to be the first person he goes to. It shouldn't have to come to this. *sigh*

Their OP goes off without a hitch. Except Ray saying he was going to be an air strike on Tim's life.... God I had no idea as I was watching that scene how true it would be. Tim gets his interview and lies to protect Angela and Lucy. While keeping his own job intact as well. Also welcome back to Jackson’s dad. Hello there Percy. This is not how I wanted to see him again.

But he is IA him returning was never gonna be a good thing tbh in a post Jackson world. Regardless it was nice to see him again. The scene is Grey's office is ROUGH. Never seen Wade so disappointed in Tim. It hurts to watch. Just like this entire gut punch of an episode. Tim is just standing there in utter shame of everything. Ashamed Wade is looking at him like this.

Kills me Grey has to inform Pine of what he did. It makes sense he has to but damn that sucks. The amount of respect Tim has for Wade is immense. To watch him tear Tim apart and just stand there like a puppy being scolded hurts my soul. Especially when he tries to fight Pine knowing. Just dismissing him without further comment or argument...

So I will say this and it's not at all fair to Lucy that I thought this I'm sure. But I felt like if there was gonna be a breakup it would be coming from her. Not Tim in this moment. That's the part of this moment that really knocked the wind out of me. She had every damn right to be the one too btw. Instead she is there waiting for him with open arms. Honestly I took a breath for the first time this entire episode when she welcomed him in.

Wrapping him up in her arms. Encasing him, rubbing his back, her fingers in his hair. Gently cradling him against her. I thought ok maybe we'll be alright. Since Lucy isn't nearly as angry as she was earlier. Maybe they can get through this together. Cause she loved on him regardless of what happened. The unconditional love she has for this man blows me away. I honestly thought with her loving on him maybe they'd make it out. That they’d work through it together.

Tim looks so very defeated. On the verge of an actual breakdown as he explains that he lied about everything. Saying it saved his job...protected Angela and her. It doesn't seem like enough of a win to him. He looks so very destroyed and this is just the beginning of his downward spiral.

Lucy is doing everything to be his rock in this moment. To assuage him of his guilt… Most vulnerable ever seen Tim *pre tears*…. Lucy telling him it was an impossible situation. She would've done the same thing. It’s so very clear she was willing to work through this. To build them back to where they were before he got that phone call. Everything Lucy was in this scene represented her unconditional love for him. Tim is just too destroyed at the moment to see it….Also for him to accept it. It's so hard to truly accept unconditional love if you've never had it before. To truly trust in it.

Lucy is watching him spiral out of control. The way he's talking about himself with such loathing. How she never would've been in a place where she put her self interest over her team like him. She is trying her damndest to right his wrong. But Tim is having none of it. It pains me to see it... Pains Lucy too. It's the way she grabs onto him while he continues his verbal self flogging that get's me.

Trying to ground him in this moment with her touch. Bring him back to her. Something that has worked so well in the past. Sadly not having the intended affect this time around. Tim is too damn gone at this point. He feels he’s betrayed everything he thought he was. THOUGHT he was. *heart clutch* Tim has such a deep moral compass. That's why this is rocking him so very much. Ugh my heart. I too have a crazy deep moral compass. I can't say I wouldn't be spiraling out like him as well.

This was his greatest sin brought to light. To Tim exposing him for the fraud he feels he is. Him saying he's been lying to himself for a long time is a reflection of this. That imposter syndrome coming out real strong here. Something he buried deep down came rushing to the forefront and he is imploding. Says as much above. He no longer feels worthy to be in her life now. I get this anytime I screw up with a friend or my sister. I have this deep sense of shame attached to it. Like I no longer deserve that friend or my sister cause I messed up or if a past sin comes up. That they'll no longer love me or will forever look at me differently cause of it.

It's not logical but it's deeply ingrained from my mom shaming me for doing anything wrong growing up. As it is for Tim. His father literally beat the hell out of him for ever being out of line. He has suffered emotional and physical abuse. Unless confronted and treated comes out like this. Demons making their way to the surface. I was bawling by the time he said 'I'm sorry.' He’s never seen himself worthy of Lucy’s love that much has always been evident. But to see it this raw and visceral ripped my heart out. It’s on the ground where they're both standing.

I think this is something that has been brewing in the background for Tim for a long time. Now that I've had time away to decompress and think. I'm actually very excited they're tackling this. It's clear Tim is not in a place where he thinks he deserves her anymore. Low key never has been. He acts before he thinks. Eric had a great quote from his interview about Tim "He is impulsive and he reacts instead of thinking things through, and it can come out a bit too strong.” That is this decision in a nutshell. He feels he is a burden therefore he is removing himself without thinking it through. The regret that is going to come with this is going to be immense for him.

'You deserve so much better.' Better than me basically. He feels immense shame and that shame is launching him away from her. You know I learned something in therapy about this. About not being perfect and feeling like I'm too much. i.e. a burden. My therapist told me and it made me cry. 'You are worthy of the space you take up in people's lives. They want you there.' Tim does not think he is worthy of the space he is taking up in Lucy's life now. All his sins on the table laid out for her to see. He can't handle it. That much is very clear here. I will say I haven’t let a ship hurt me like this in a long time.

This absolutely crushed me. I couldn't even fathom assembling my thoughts. Cut me very deep. Been with this ship since day one. Also what a crushing blow this is for Lucy. Our poor girl. I mean she gave everything to this relationship. I mean EVERYTHING. She was all in from the moment Tim said ‘Unless it is.’ This was her first real relationship. First real leap into being serious. Thinking about marriage and kids. She gave her all to Tim my god. Her career took a hit for him and she never complained. Knew he was worth it (he still is btw) Fought every step of the way for him. For them.

When he was pulling back above it was an absolute panic for her. She could see him slipping through her fingers. Idk what broke my heart more Tim thinking he’s not worthy of her any longer or her begging him not to do this. She literally can't fathom how he can let go of her like this. Thought she was his person. Tim feels he’s gone back to who he was pre-Lucy and that scares him. He feels undeserving of the love she has to give him. Lucy knows everything and in his mind he can’t imagine her still loving him.

Lucy was as we all were in this scene. In disbelief... Even though Tim put her though absolute hell she was still there to comfort and support him. Because to her he is worth it even in the hard times. We all know Tim isn’t the best with his emotions. In his trauma damaged brain he thinks he’s doing the right thing here. That he’s radioactive, she deserves better than being around him and his reckless behavior.

The kiss on her head. Lucy trying to physically push away his rejection. Stomping all over my damn heart...However this ends up playing out Tim is going to have to address his emotional instability. How he charges forward and doesn’t think things through. Ruled by his emotions in the worst way. He’s impulsive and he’s gonna have to fight to get her back when he’s in a better mindset. Her trust has been obliterated by this. She fought and clawed for them and this was her reward. He’s gonna have to do some serious healing to get back to her. Lucy has loved him the best she can but he needs to put in some work now. We see next ep he's meeting with Aaron's therapist. Don't love that but I’ve wanted Tim to go to therapy for years. He needs this. Therapy doesn’t work unless you put the effort in though.

That will be a challenge for him. When I get out of the purview of this hurt I’m feeling...I’m actually going to be really impressed and happy they had Tim go through this. Do I think this is the end of them? No I think this is some serious growing pains. It was issues that have been percolating since Lucy did that 5 player trade. Hell probably back in 5x12 when Tim sacrificed himself without telling her so they could stay together. I still think that was romantic because of it's intended nature. BUT was the beginning of the communication problems. They’ve grown so very much in that regard. We’ve seen it but there is still work to be done on that front. It just came to a very gutting painful head.

I still have faith in the writers. I still have faith they’ll be ok. It might not be right away and I'm already feeling impatient tbh. But this is some serious realism being applied to them. It wasn't some random BS angst. Honestly we’re lucky our ship gets the most attention, the best SL’s and two people who LOVE these characters. They absolutely adore them and this ship. If you haven’t read Melissa and Eric’s interviews for this episode I highly recommend. This sucks right now. No two ways about it. But we will survive this storm. They’ll come out stronger than ever. Truly believe that. But for now let's rally around each other and get through this together. There will be brighter days ahead just doesn't feel like it right now. We got this.

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Side notes non Chenford.

Do love Aaron working with Harper all if of all I cared about other than their SL in this one. Nolan's I fast forwarded which I normally don't do but I had no patience for his BS in this ep lol My anxiety was rampant in this ep and had no space for him.

Also RIP Metro Tim for the 6x07 promo. This hurts to see not just cause I enjoyed him in that outfit lol But to see his career take a nosedive like this. I wanted more Tim back story. Didn’t think would hurt like this though....Feel free to comment I love you all for any interaction I get with these. <3

#Caitlin mini reviews #chenford #s6 #the rookie 6x06 #6x06 Secret and Lies #otp: unless it is #otp: doing my job #the rookie #tim x lucy #tim bradford #lucy chen #lucy x tim #eric winter #melissa o'neil #tim bradford x lucy chen

[mrsbluehands]

Night time for the mansion!

Headcanon (x reader)

Creepypasta

Little idea that I wanted to write for a while now. First writing post! Hope it's not too short.

Tw: none

Pronouns: GN

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X-Virus (give him love please)

Quite forgetful. Even if his nighttime routine is as simple as brushing his teeth, he might forget (please remind him for his own good).

Moves in his sleep like a three year old that is learning how to sleep in a real bed for the first time.

I think he sleepwalks whenever he's stressed. Since the rest of the mansion found out, they force Cody to lock his room from the inside during the night. (You wouldn't want to find him half naked in the wood again...)

Putting your arms around him might help a bit, but you could end up being crushed under him in the morning. If that's a sacrifice you are willing to make.

Can totally also end up on the floor or crushing you under him in the morning

But on the good side, Cody's a real cuddly guy. He needs to feel you close to him all the time.

Usually is the one who is completely engulfing you in his arms at night. He adores to know that you are safe with him, but won't say no if you prefer to have his head on your chest and hands in his hair...

Jeff the killer

Blasts music until 2 am like the edgy teen he still is.

Falls asleep whenever. Doesn't matter if the sun is stil beaming outside or if he just woke up from a afternoon power nap. He will sleep no matter what.

Will also eat anything before going to bed. Usually gets hungry at night, but this man can eat a 5 course meal at 3 am. Hearing some noises at night? You'll find him munching on the meatloaf leftover you made. (He likes you cooking what can he says!)

Not really into sleeping and cuddling stuff. Not a light sleeper, but sometimes he wakes up abruptly and he really wouldn't want to scare you off.

Likes to keep a hand on you anyways. Like wrapping his arm around your shoulder or waist. A hand on your stomach or waist.

He's nice to sleep with though! Extra warm (sleeps only in his underwear) his skin is a real radiator.

He really is a nice guy (mostly with you though). If he wakes up before you in the morning, he most probably will, he'll look at you and smile even wider wondering what he did to deserve to have someone as wonderful as you in his life.

BEN drowned

He doesn't need sleep but he likes it. Especially if he can cuddle with you.

He goes to bed whenever he pleases. No nighttime routine or whatever. He just plops on the bed and he's out.

Speaking of going to sleep whenever, he's the type to take naps in the middle of the day.

I like to think that he sleeps like a cat. All curled up on himself and taking so little space that you could probably spend the whole night in the same bed without touching him once.

Always cold even if he's warm to the touch. Please hold him. Only your warmth makes him feel alive again.

In the darkness of the room, he emits a faint green light while his eyes are a vibrant red. Nearly screamed when you slept with him for the first time.

You might wake up without him on your side, but no worries! Since he doesn't feel the need to sleep, he probably just woke up before you and decided to make you a small breakfast ❤️ (terrible at cooking but he tries that's what's important)

Eyeless Jack

Definitely let's you sleep with his hoodie. Wants to make sure you won't be cold even in summer (you never know).

Nocturnal demon. He sleeps with you because he likes the feeling of having you inside his arms to keep you safe.

He's very much probably never going to let you be the big spoon, mostly because there's very little chance that you're bigger than him, but especially because he loves to feel like the big demon that can protect you at all costs.

His skin is hard and weirdly cold to the touch. Hope you don't get cold at night because he's not much of a warm being unlike Jeff.

Since you are so different from him, he like to feel your skin under his touch and to look into your eyes. They feel so lovely when he compares them to his empty sockets.

Not a much of a talker, but don't worry, you will never fall asleep without your goodnight kiss on the forehead.

Does not move. Like not at all. Heck you need to shake him awake in the morning to be sure he's not just dead (well he kind of already is but you get my point...)

Jane

Pretty sleeper. I'm so jealous. She looks like a movie character.

No drooling, no talking, no mumbling... even her hair stays in place. Like how?

She sleeps with a tons of plushies and pillows, you can't change my mind. She especially likes teddy bears, she probably has like 15 of them.

But if you're here with her she will let her plushies go and hug you instead.

If you sleep together, you two will probably not sleep until morning. She loves to talk. Bonus point if you're a good listener!

You like to hold her at night? Go ahead! She gives so much affection to people for sometime she forgets to take care of herself :( (she really is the mom friend)

Expect her to be wide awake when you wake up, she's a real early bird and likes to do chores in the morning. Just like BEN (but it'll taste better) you'll have wonderful breakfast to start the day.

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Hope you enjoyed!

#creepypasta #headcanon #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta xvirus #creepypasta jeff the killer #creepypasta eyeless jack #ben drowned

[psychelis-new]

pick a pile: "Spring sprang sprung"

take a breath and choose the photo or number that calls you the most to read about your upcoming spring time and what may bring you/what may happen for you.

don’t take the reading too seriously. only take what resonates with you and leave the rest. if you're not called by any pile, let this reading slid as it may not hold messages for you. if you're called by more than one, there may be messages in each of those piles. remember that is a general reading and some things may not resonate with you. energies can change and readings are based on present ones (as you read); you're always in charge of your life.

(photos found on unsplash)

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pile 1

Spring may bring you a few opportunities. And I think they may be of different type and in different fields. I think you'll need to prepare for them cause you may get a few actually... Tbh, it could also be that you're only in need to prepare yourself in spring and by its end or summer, you'll actually be able to see/manifest these opportunities. I suddenly had to crack my neck as if I was preparing for exercising or a run. So yeah, it could also be about competition... maybe you'll be competing for something soon, even a job place somewhere important (or the agency of your dreams, for example). Just... there's something that blocks you. I don't feel the excitement I would feel. I think you may be trying to not be too hyped "just in case it won't go as well" or.. you may even renounce to join the competition cause you feel not good enough to win. On one side I totally get you (I mean, the not-getting-too-hyped-part, despite it is not entirely right either), but on the other... the message here is clear: do not let your fears block you. Take part in this competition, try: the worst that can happen is that you may not get the place but you'll gain experience, you won't have regrets and you'll gain strenght. I do think it may go better than you can imagine. Fly high, not low (as I keep hearing).

song: she's so high | tal bachman

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pile 2

Your spring is all about delicacy and love. My heart chakra is fluttering. I think you will either focus on your self love more or you may meet either a friend or somoene that may become something more than a friend. You may have tendencies to self sabotage, feeling lonely and on some tougher days you may find it hard to deal with these emotions... like you cannot see a way out, or how you can actually find your people and stop this pain. Worrying is normal, especially if all your life has gone always the same way, but it won't take you anywhere different. Make a choice of stopping this overthinking, stop bringing yourself down for any reason: see that you are worthy, and start being more hopeful and more aware of who you really are. Go out, start some new hobby, go for a run, start new classes... you name it. Just focus on whatever makes you feel happier and passionate, and don't worry about what others may think. They aren't you. You like dancing? Go dancing. You like baking? Go baking. It's up to you. The moment you leave this "lacking" mentality and feeling you always end up putting yourself in, your people will show up magically. Just believe you deserve them (and be sure they deserve you).

song: love songs - bonus | kaash paige

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pile 3

You may find it hard to focus on all the things you'd like to. I do feel you need to choose something, and postpone the rest (if not stop it). The question is: where you wanna go? What you really want to do now? You may tend to overwork and stress yourself sometimes, just because you feel good and you cannot really stop. You may really like what you do but... on the long run, you won't be able to keep up with the pace. You need to meditate and decide what it is that you want the most, what makes you happy. Leave others outside for a moment and decide for yourself. There's a new beginning in store for you, with loads of things happening, but in order for it to start and to actually work as you'd like to, you need to make a change (in particular inside of you). Be in control, be detemined, and keep trusting even if you cannot see the whole picture yet. It's all good, it all is gonna be more clear and happen fast to you, like one thing after the other, the moment you make your choice. (sadly the message isn't too clear cause indeed things cannot be too clear for you now: you need to sort things out first inside of you. Without knowing what's next, but deciding based on your guts). I suddenly feel hyped and my heart chakra kinda moved so I think it may also relate to love or relationships for a few but not necessarily: it may just be a lot of good things happening and making you happy. Many things happening one after the otehr and it'll feel confusing, so be ready.

song: it won't stop | sevyn streeter, chris brown

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pile 4

Your spring will be about closing some chapter, saying goodbye to something, and maybe working on something as well (mostly related about your personal life, so shadow work of sort; but ofc it could also be planning something career/school related for some of you). It will take you lot of effort, especially closing chapters (be it with generally your past or someone specific), but it's gonna be worth it. After this, you'll feel more balanced and in control and you'll be able to focus better on your dreams and goals (and this is also where "planning" comes out again. Plan about what you want to have, where/who you want to be and how. It's up to you). I see clarity after a quite heavy/difficult moment in which you may have felt kinda stuck or confused about something (may be a specific situation too). You will also be more into your own power, more appreciative of yourself, of your efforts and the person you are inside/out. All in all, despite a slightly tougher start with the goodbyes and all, this spring will end on a very positive note. I think for some may also sign the start of something new especially in career but also in your personal life (self confidence, change of style...), or receiving a good news about something or meeting someone new as well.

song: release | ken elkinson

#pick a pile #pac #pick a picture #pick a card readings #pick a card #pick a pile readings #pac reading #pac tarot #tarot readings #tarot free reading #free tarot #tarotblr #tarot reading #divination #clairs readings #psychic readings #free intuitive readings #intuitive readings #intuition #intuitive #spring

[honeylations]

hii:) i don't know if it's too much to ask, but if it's posible can you make a f!reader x g!p chanelle smut?

i hope you have a good week:)) love your work!

Yes yes yes I can anon <3

Hope you have an amazing day!!

CHANELLE MOON x FEM!READER

Prompt: You caught your boyfriend cheating on you, but Chanelle is there to make you forget about it ;)

Warnings/Notes: g!p Chanelle, cheating, swearing, rough sex, a little bit of voyeurism(?)

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You never thought about spending your summer break at a college party but here you were downing your 4th cup of some alcoholic concoction that Yunah made. Whatever it was, it tasted amazing and gave you the buzz needed to survive the rest of this party hosted by Jiwoo.

Everything was going well until you saw some random chick on your boyfriend’s lap, her arms rubbing his shoulders while his hands were hugging her hips.

You stood there, waiting for him to remember that you were his girlfriend, that you came to this party with him, that he was in a happy relationship. But instead he initiated a rough sloppy make out session with the girl, holding each other close.

Throwing your cup away, you started making your way towards the two but a hand grabbed you before you could do so. “Y/n, stop”

It was Chanelle. Her hands moved to your waist while you hugged her close by the neck, letting your tears stain her shirt. “I can’t do this anymore, Chanz”

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. That pig never deserved you, not one bit” She said in your ear before making you look at her. “He’s not worth your tears, okay?”

You sniffled and gave a short nod, the taller girl wiping away the leftover tears that stained your pretty face. “You’re so beautiful Y/n. I want you to know that”

It was probably the alcohol in your system talking but Chanelle looked really attractive right now in her simple shirt and baggy jeans. The party’s neon lights illuminated her charming visuals in the perfect way.

You massaged her nape before leaning up to give a soft kiss at the corner of her lips. “Make me forget about everything, Chanz” You whispered loud enough for her to hear.

“Y/n, you’re hurting…” Chanelle softly spoke although she did want you so bad.

She liked to believe it was love at first sight when Jiwoo introduced you to her at Moa’s birthday dinner. You and Chanelle talked a lot that night, even continuing to talk through socials which you two exchanged before heading home.

She felt her life fall apart when you introduced your boyfriend who shared the same class with you. Chanelle continued to like you even when she knew she couldn’t.

“I know, but i want to feel better. Wont you help me feel better, baby?” You questioned in a seductive tone, one hand moving down to run at Chanelle’s growing erection.

“I want to make you happy” She replied with a shakey breath.

“You will. I know you will. Let’s give that bitch a taste of his own medicine”

Chanelle gave in when you gave her crotch a good squeeze. “Anything you want, Princess”

It was embarrassing to know how easily wet you got from the nickname. Your boyfriend used it a lot on you but Chanelle’s just hit different in a much better way.

Chanelle quickly called two people over by the flick of her wrist. “Moa, Jiwoo, you see those two rats over there?”

The two looked at the direction and cringed.

“Ew at my party?!” Jiwoo gagged.

“Y/n, isn’t that your-“

“Ex boyfriend. He’s my ex boyfriend now” You quickly corrected.

“Don’t need to give any further instructions. We got this” Moa winked before walking off with Jiwoo.

“Come on, I’ve been waiting for too long now” You smiled at Chanelle while dragging her upstairs to the guest room.

You pushed her inside and locked the door, surprising her a little by your strength. “Sit on the bed for me” You ordered.

Chanelle wasn’t usually a submissive person but for you, she’d do anything you want. So like a good puppy, she sat on the edge, waiting for further instructions.

“Such a good girl” You rubbed her cheek. “Or do you prefer…good boy?” You tilted your head to the side, noticing how her breath hitched. “Oh? Seems like you liked good boy more”

“I-I don’t mind any name”

Sinking to your knees, you parted her legs and saw the large bulge. “Pants and boxers off, darling”

That was done within seconds and your eyes widened at her length. “God, you’re huge”

“T-Thank you” The half American stuttered, blush forming on her cheeks.

You sucked on the tip, already enjoying the taste of her precum. “Mmm, yummy” You chuckled and finally swallowed her entire size.

A hand immediately grabbed your hair, wanting to push you closer than you already were. “S-Shit!”

Chanelle took the opportunity to remove her shirt while watching you deep throat her pulsing cock. You pulled your mouth away to capture her lips in a hot kiss, one hand continuing to jerk her cock as the other pushed Chanelle on her back.

“My pussy is aching for you to be inside. Be a good boy and fuck me good”

Chanelle nodded and watched you strip out of your tight outfit, noticing you weren’t wearing a bra nor underwear to begin with. “So pretty”

You blushed at her words and gave her one more rewarding kiss before aligning the head of her cock to your soaked entrance.

The taller girl held your hips as you sat down, your cunt tightly hugging her thick cock. “F-Fuck. Only halfway and I feel so full”

Chanelle sat up to kiss your neck out of comfort and because she wanted to finally mark you. “Is it hurting you?”

“J-Just a little-Ah!” You squealed when the whole thing was inside. “Biggest I’ve ever had. So much better than that jerk”

The mention of your ex got Chanelle’s blood boiling. She only wanted you to think of her and only her. The sudden thought switched on her dominate side, grabbing at your ass harshly.

“He’s irrelevant now, Y/n. You’re mine, got that?” She growled with dark eyes. “Say it”

You whimpered and nodded. “Yes, baby I’m yours”

“Again.”

You let out a squeak when she moved you up and down on her dick. “Ah! I’m yours, Chanz! You own me, baby”

“Fuck how are you so tight? That dumbass didn’t give you a proper dick treatment did he?” She scoffed.

You looked directly into her eyes with your mouth open, too lost in the way she stretched your insides. Annoyed from the lack of response, Chanelle flipped you on your back, pushing herself in deeper.

“Come on, answer me. Was his dick not good enough to make you beg like the slut you are right now? Hm?” Chanelle taunted, dragging her cock out slowly and then thrusting in hard.

“N-No! His dick wasn’t good enough. I only like yours” You cried.

Chanelle sat up for a moment, letting you see her hot smile while she parted your legs wider. She bent down to place her arms on each side of your head, starting to move her hips faster.

Chanelle enjoyed the way your tits moved which each thrust, capturing one nipple in her mouth without a second thought. Your hand makes its way to her long hair and tugged lightly when she did an abrupt rough thrust.

“Mmm, my good girl” She moaned and kissed the centre of your chest and moving it up your neck to your lips.

You bit her lower lip and gave her your most innocent eyes. “Cum inside me, baby.” You showed her a little pout too. “Fill me up”

“Been wanting to so bad, Princess. Got me so fucking crazy” The taller panted in your ear, hooking her hands under your knees and pounded inside like a mad dog.

“O-Oh fuck yes! Just like that, Chanz! Don’t stop don’t stop~” You arched your back with a scream.

Chanelle groaned and added more hickies to her collection on your neck and on your tits. “Fuck…I’m getting close, baby. Is your naughty pussy ready for me?”

You nodded with a desperate look in your face. “Want it so bad”

“Y/n!!” A muscular voice roared from outside the locked door, trying to open it.

“Ignore him, please keep going” You begged Chanelle, holding her face in your hands to maintain her focus on you. “Please, baby”

Chanelle leaned in to shove her tongue in your mouth, moaning at the taste and warmth while the loud noises from the door continued.

“Fuck off will you?!” You heard Moa yell with a mix of Jiwoo’s voice.

“Y/n, we’re going home!!”

Chanelle kept her face close to yours. “Gonna fucking cum, scream my name baby. Let him know you’re mine now”

You hummed in response and felt yourself getting close to your own orgasm. “D-Don’t stop fucking me, baby”

“Fuck, my good good girl. So fucking good!”

Right on cue the door flew open with your ex boyfriend standing there. Moa and Jiwoo trying to grab at his arms but the three got shocked at the sight of you getting dicked down by the half American.

“Chanelle!! Oh fuck!” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, pussy clenching tightly around the girl’s cock.

The taller bit down onto your neck and released a loud groan, pushing her loads of cum inside you. “Shit…Holy shit” She panted, thrusting lazily to chase her orgasm.

“Don’t act surprised. You fucking cheated on me. I’m Chanelle’s now” You weakly sat up with arms around the said girl’s neck, sending a bitchy smile at your ex boyfriend who could only stare in disbelief.

“Fucking slut!” He screamed before storming off without a final look.

Moa and Jiwoo covered their eyes.

“Um, congrats I guess but please clean up now” Moa chuckled awkwardly.

“Yeah and help me fix this door later” Jiwoo added, dragging Moa with her downstairs to give you and Chanelle privacy.

The half American pulled out and bit back a smile at the mess you both made.

Taking a few minutes to throw your clothes back on, Chanelle held your hand lovingly. “You know, I was being serious about the whole ‘being mine’ thing. I know you’re probably still bummed out by that piece of shit but I promise you I can treat you better. I won’t let anything or anyone hurt you again”

You cupped her face again. “I’m being serious too. I always feel safe with you”

“I don’t think it’s romantic for us to become official after fucking but if you let me take you out to a nice restaurant tomorrow night, I can make it extra special”

You smiled and pecked her lips. “Looking forward to it”

#gxg #wlw #r u next #r u next x reader #chanelle moon #chanelle x reader

[vamp1reb0yslut]

kinktober- day three

contents. top! male reader, cis! male reader, humiliation, degrading language, dumbification, teasing, brat taming (?), no protection (use protection in real life !), fingering, begging

w.c. 2.1 k

a.n. you can request stuff in my ask box or this google form :) hope u enjoyed <3

cw.tw. none !

A beautiful body deserves to be loved, as much as it deserved to be humiliated. That’s what that sweet little thing of yours is here for… right? You thought it was plain to see after your first night together, a pretty smile on his face and a pink blush playing across his lips when he asked you in the sweetest voice the cute thing could muster to ‘call me a filthy slut?’ – something that you were quite glad to deliver upon. How could you even consider saying no to that pretty face and wide, begging eyes. It would be sinful to do so. 

So, you supposed that he would enjoy something like that on a special day, such as today. Today was the first year of your relationship– and you had quite the surprise planned for him. He would come back from work, to a boyfriend ready to satisfy his every whorish need– what more could he want? 

You remember that day clearly, the memories as vivid as the summer sun– he came back a bit early, although he was too excited to tell you why. He probably must have known you had plans for him, and when he saw you in the bedroom, sitting, legs spread, on the bed, a big smile grew on his face. You did not even have to talk, as he soon began removing his clothes in a quick, messy flurry. Soon, he was pouting because you were still- you were not standing up, telling him what to do. He was even sniffling, trying to pull your heartstrings so you’d stop teasing him and finally fuck him like you always did. You couldn’t let him cry, could you? Oh, no, you couldn’t. 

Patting your thigh, you beconned him closer, and he squealed happily, sitting himself on your lap, a smile permeating across his face. You had never seen a boy happier. 

“I missed you.” He whined, nuzzling his face into your neck as he cuddled himself closer to you, straddling your thigh and pressing his growing erection against it, as another pathetic plea to get off. When you ignored it, he whined again, his hips slowly moving to relieve some of the tension. 

“No, sweetie.” You scolded, making him groan, as he suddenly stopped, pouting sadly, again using his cute factor to get what he wanted. “But–” His face lit up, as you moved your hands down to your sweatpants, untying the knot that kept them together, and patting his hip. “Off.” 

He did so happily, knowing what would come next. His thighs pressed together in order to calm himself. “Did you miss me, too?” 

“Of course I did.” You lay back, raising your hips off the bed so you could forgo your pants and your boxers, your own half-hard cock. “Now, be a good boy, and go prep, okay? And don’t forget the lube.” He did not bother to speak, only nodding happily as he ran excitedly off to the bathroom, and you were left waiting. It was not a problem, not in any way. You were happy to wait, it made the experience more exhilarating when the time finally came.

And when it did, a few moments later, you were excited to begin the other activities. He gave you the biggest smile you’d ever seen on that adorable face, before standing in front of you, waiting for something to be said, words to be exchanged between the two of you. You simply looked down at your cock, and backed up at him. “Sit.” 

He, like most brainless sluts like him, obliged, slowly lowering himself down, a few little gasps falling from his lips as he felt himself being stretched out, moaning as he bottomed out, resting his head against your shoulder, your full girth inside of him. He managed to force out a breathless ‘thank you’ afterwards, as he was still, unable to move for fear of a scolding. 

“You’re welcome, sweet thing. Smart boy, doing just as you’re told. If only you weren’t such a pathetic slut, then maybe I could try to be proud of you.” You whispered, words caressing the shell of his ear as you kept him in place, by the hands on your hips. “But it seems that you’d do anything for any man if it meant you’d get dicked down at the end of it.” 

You noticed his eyes straying, finding themselves looking at the mirror at corner of the room, where his own figure could be seen in the spotless aluminium, he could see his own expression, pupils blown wide and cheeks now a bright red, he could see how his chest moved up and down in harsh breaths, he could even see how his cock dribbled pre-come that now slicked over his shaft, as well as his legs splayed open, lying on top of yours just to allow him to spread them apart further. 

You followed his gaze to the mirror, and watched his dazed expression as he stared at himself, in awe with the scene– much better than any tableau could ever be. The silence was fluffy clouds above you, and none of you could complain. 

“Vain little thing, aren’t you?” You mused, brushing a lock of hair from his eyes. “Admiring yourself getting fucked.” You give the fleshy inside of his thigh a little slap, watching the sudden movement of his hips in the aftermath. “Someone should be punished for being such a desperate whore.” 

He nodded, unsurprisingly, a big smile growing on his face at the thought. 

“Off, and onto all fours in front of the mirror.” You commanded, watching a tiny frown take the place of that smile. “Don’t you worry. I’ll stuff you full in a minute, okay?” 

That did not stop the frowning, but it made him more lenient, as he carefully sat up, took a moment, and got onto his hands and knees in front of the mirror. 

Standing up, you fully removed your sweatpants and boxers, as well as your t-shirt, seeing no need for it. You kneeled behind him, stroking his hair as you cupped your cock in your hand, lining it up with his hole. And yet you did not thrust, you made no effort to do as spoken previously. 

“You promised.” He whined after a while— you could see his pout in the mirror. 

“You want it?” He nodded in agreement, eyes now glinting in a silent plea. “Then ask nicely, and maybe I’ll consider it.” 

“Can you please fuck me?”

You thought about it for a second, and shook your head. “Not in the way that you want.” 

“What does that mean?” He asked, confused.

“You want cock, but you clearly don’t deserve it, do you?” He shook his head, instantly agreeing with you– that’s what he was made for, was he not, and frowned. “But I will fuck you with a few fingers, and if you’re good, I’ll give you what good boys get. Understand?” 

He nodded happily, resisting the urge to wiggle his hips or open his legs further, hoping to seem like a good boy by holding back on doing anything that might make him seem desperate. 

When the first finger was added, he was silent, biting back a whine in displeasure or a groan of annoyance. When the second was added, you did manage to pull a gasp out of him. And when you scissored those two fingers open, you finally got out that sweet scream, as his hips bucked down into your fingers, clearly wanting a bit more of that sweet pain mixed with saccharine pleasure. 

“Open.” 

“Open what?” He asked, head cocked to the side. 

“Thighs.” 

He was happy to oblige, thighs now open again, back with a slight arch. 

“Good! Maybe you might get to come tonight.” You smiled, crooking your fingers and ghosting against his prostate, watching as his legs almost gave way, and his mouth falling open as he let out a loud moan. 

You smiled, rubbing the sweet spot inside him gently, watching as even that got him riled up, his hips rocking against your fingers. 

You tutted, suddenly pulling out. “Do good boys fuck themselves like whores?” 

He hung his head, and shook it. “No.” He said with a pout. 

“And do good boys take what they’re given and not ask for more?” 

He nodded, and answered with an exhausted ‘yes’. 

“So what does that make you?” 

“A bad boy.” 

“And do bad boys get to come?” 

He sniffled a bit, and shook his head. “No, they don’t.” 

“Good. At least you know that.” 

“Can I? At least once?” He whined, pouting as he waited for those glittering eyes and pale pink mouth twisted into a pout to work its magic, to make you reconsider the spot you had put him in. “Please? I’ll be a good boy if you let me come. Please? If I don’t, I’ll annoy you the whole day, and I’ll be an even worse boy than before. Please?” 

You sighed. “Last chance, sweetheart.” You watched as his face lit up with that oh-so-fucked-out smile on his face. And if you were going to give this brat some fun, you might as well just enjoy it yourself. Cupping your cock once more, you poked the head against his hole, watching as his hips stilled suddenly. He was holding himself back so well, making himself stay so still, like the fuckdoll that he was. How cute. You had to admire his tenacity, as he lifted his head up to look at your little smirk as you pushed the first inch in, watching his hole spread and clench around your cock, examining the muscles in his thighs flex as he attempts to gather up the strength to keep upright.

“Someone's a desperate thing, huh? So needy and weak. Can’t even take a few fucking inches.” You bottom out, balls slapping against his hole as he takes you in with a wordless scream, breath caught in his throat. “Come on. Gimme a smile, like a good boy.” 

He forced a smile, soft and small, his eyes now bleak, as he looked blankly into the mirror. He’d gotten what he wanted, and now his mind could rest, his brain could go thoughtless, aside from silent praise for his master, praise which would not translate into words as his poor mind was already so far gone. He felt pretty like this, with his tongue hanging out, drool slipping down his chin, and your cock burrowed deep inside him. His own was now a shade of red, awaiting sweet release. All he could do was wait, now, no more energy left to fuck himself. 

The first thrust was joy itself, and his legs buckled. The second was mind blowing, the steady pace already picking up. And the third was heaven, pre-come weakly coating his slit and now dripping down to the floor and his thighs. 

Your grasp on his hips tightened as you thrust harder, angling every hit and his prostate, knowing just how mindless he’d be when he finally came. You wanted to see that, wanted to see those plain eyes and expressionless look, and know that you did that. Your eyes went to the mirror, as you looked upon his face, eyes rolled back, spit, swear, and drool coating his lips and chin. What a beautiful sight. If only you had a camera, then you could look at that face forever and ever. You could make him remember it, watch his face turn red with humiliation, and his cock harden against his boxers. 

You bit back a scream as you came, come spurting into him. And yet you do not stop, you keep fucking him deep, watching as he shook, staving off his orgasm. He wanted permission. Aww, how cute.

“Come.” You commanded, and he did so, ropes of sticky liquid painting his stomach and dripping down onto the floor.

“Messy boy.” You whispered as you stopped, ready to thrust out, when he whispered a hoarse ‘stay’

“Wanna keep ‘t ‘n.” He muttered, voice breaking as he tried to keep calm, arms weak as his legs. “Thank you.” 

You smiled, hoisting him up so he sat on your lap, moving the hair that clung to his forehead away from his face. “Happy now?” 

He nodded weakly, resting against you. 

“Someone made a big mess, didn’t he?” 

He whined a bit, nuzzling his face into your neck. 

“No talking?” 

He shook his head, making a little noise as he shifted on your lap. 

“And that’s fine with me.” You said gently, watching your figures in the mirror. He, sitting pliant on your lap, flesh blushed and tainted with his come, and you, holding him delicately in your arms. 

“Look. Look at us.” 

He lifted his head and looked at the mirror, dazed yet still able to listen to you. 

“This is what you get for being a good boy.”

#kinktober #dom male reader #x male reader #x male reader smut #oneshots #early kinktober #x male top reader #x male smut #enjoy <3

[hrmitena]

I love your writing sm! Can i please leo/need where their s/o accidentally falling asleep in their room while they were hanging out?

; dreaming of you.

a/n ; thank you so much!! i hope you enjoy <3. (p.s the honami bit may be a little self indulgent… apologies)

when their s/o accidentally falls asleep ; ichika, saki, honami, and shiho.

# ichika.

you two were having a sleepover, it became a thing between you both. ichika was watering her cactus while you were laying on her bed, when she put the water sprayer down; “[name], i’m gonna go get a snack, do you want anything?” you look at her, smiling. “no thank you.”

she’s gone and back again within a few minutes, entering her room with a tray of snacks and a smile plastered on her face. “i brought more than i anticipated, but more for us— ..oh.” she’s cut off by the sight of your sleeping figure, placing the tray on her desk, she giggles softly and makes her way over to you.

she calmly moves your body under the covers, careful to not wake you. she then enters the bed herself, holding you close and kissing your forehead; “good night, [name]. sleep well.”

# saki.

you were in saki’s room, eating a random snack you got from the kitchen while she wrote down ideas for a new song to perform with leo/need. she turned to you, showing you the paper. “[name], read this! and give your honest, honest answer!”

you took the paper from her, and blinked a few times before realizing you were awake enough to read what she had written. you handed the paper back to her after a minute, smiling. “sounds good, though you should probably send it to shiho and the others for confirmation.” she smirked proudly, setting the paper down and standing up; “i’m gonna go get a water, i’ll be back!” and she was off. her bed was so comfortable… maybe resting your eyes until she returned wasn’t such a bad idea…

until the time she returned. “i’m back! i didn’t know if you were thirsty or not so i brought you your own drink to save you the troubl— ah…” her bright smile turned into a soft one, giggling softly at the sight of you sleeping. “you could’ve just said you were tired, silly.” she says to herself. covering you with her bedsheets and kissing the top of your head, she sat back down at her table, continuing her writing.

# honami.

honami was over at your house, finishing cleaning the area of your room covered with clothes — it wasn’t the best of days for you, you felt..sad. and you called the one and only person you knew who would make you feel better. “you didn’t have to clean for me, honami. i’m not one of your clients.” she turned to you, kissing your cheek while grinning softly; “don’t worry about it, dear. i’m gonna prepare a meal for you — how does that sound?” “that’d be great, thank you.” was your reply, and her soft smile before she left was a good enough “you’re welcome”.

you found yourself becoming a bit sleepy while waiting, you hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before… so, maybe a small nap before she finished would be good. you didn’t bother covering yourself with the blankets, far too hot on a summer day to be under a bunch of sheets.

upon her return, honami opened the door as gently as ever. “i’m back, and i made your favourite— oh.” she noticed your figure, sleeping… in a certainly awkward position. you were half on, half off the bed, sheets blankets and even pillows slipping from the mattress as you moved around. she giggles to herself, setting the tray down before moving to fix your bed and your position. she then sat beside you, hand in yours; “sleep well, you deserve it.”

# shiho.

you had gone to her house to hang out, which she didn’t deny from happening. shiho was tuning her bass while you laid sprawled on her bed, shifting positions ever so often. “shihoo… you pay attention to that bass more than your own partner!” you whined, “well, maybe i like it better.” she joked, and you could feel the divorce papers materializing in your hands.

“don’t be sad when i divorce you because of your love for that bass.” you replied, teasing her. the mix of laughter coming from her and you faded as she heard the sound of a door unlocking; “that must be shizuku. i’ll be back.” she set her bass down and exited her room, leaving you alone with said object that you accuse your girlfriend of loving more than you.

when she returned, she held a bag of food in her hand; “she said she bought food for us on the way home, that’s… hm..?” her voice faded as she noticed you asleep, smiling gently. placing the food down, she entered her bed—pulling you close. “you’re cute…sleep well.”

#ichika hoshino #ichika hoshino x reader #hoshino ichika #hoshino ichika x reader #saki tenma #saki tenma x reader #tenma saki #tenma saki x reader #honami mochizuki #honami mochizuki x reader #mochizuki honami #mochizuki honami x reader #shiho hinomori #shiho hinomori x reader #hinomori shiho #hinomori shiho x reader #project sekai #project sekai x reader #headcanons #imagine

[subbe93]

Day 1: Forced rest

A/N: Wohoo, I made it! At least I got one entry ready for ShinRanWeek2023! It had been a hectic and challenging semester because there had been so many new things for me besides studying, but the summer holiday is almost here, and to be honest, I really need it. I started to write this fic last week, and oh boy, how much I have missed writing fics. And I have missed you guys so much! I hope you have been well ❤

But yeah, what can I say... This is based on something I experience some weeks ago, though I didn't have anyone to tell me to rest, but then I thought that maybe I should write about this and make a cute entry for ShinRan week :3 I also want to remind you guys to rest when you feel like it! I know it can be sometimes hard to do nothing when there is so much to do, but remember that after a good rest, you have enough energy to do things ❤

But yeah, enough of this, I hope you enjoy this! (And I'm still so bad with naming my fics so don't worry, nothing had changed xD)

Forced rest

She wasn’t the one who gave up easily. She had always worked hard and done her best. And even though it had sometimes felt like there is so much to do and not enough time to rest a little bit, she had encouraged herself with the thought that it would be over soon. Those busy times always were over sooner or later, and she knew that after that, she had time to rest and take a little bit easy before the next rush period.

But now, as much as she tried to encourage herself, remember the price she would get as soon as she would be done, she felt like she had met her limits. It was unusual and hard to accept, but somehow she needed to face the truth. Even though she felt like she had slept well, she felt awfully tired. She tried to make little goals and do even a little bit of some of her schoolwork - because even though it would be a little bit, it would be progression. But whatever schoolwork or textbook she looked at or tried to read, her eyes felt tired. It felt like there was a huge wall in front of her that kept her from reading and that made her feel desperate. She wasn’t even sure how long she had just sat on the living room couch, staring at that open book in her hands, but she was aware that she hadn’t read at all, not even a word. The only reason why she still sat there, trying to push herself to read, was the fact that the day after tomorrow she would have an exam. She also tried to cheer herself, reminding herself that after she would have read, she would deserve to go on a date, but…

She just… couldn’t. She just couldn’t do it. And only the thought made her want to cry.

She just wanted to shut the book and go back to bed. God, she wanted so badly just go to bed, under her blanket and just be there, cry a little bit. Just forget studying even for a moment, and… and…

But she couldn’t do that! If she would, she would lose time to prepare for exams and continue her school works. And it wouldn’t take too long if she would do them now! If she would just start, she would be done much sooner than if she would leave it for tomorrow with all the other things she had planned to do…

“Hey…”

It made Ran startle a little bit. Fast she raised her head to look at Shinichi, who stood behind her, touching her shoulder. How she hadn’t realized his presence at all? It wasn’t like Shinichi sneaked around the house, but then again, he wasn’t the loudest one either.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing”, she answered automatically and smiled. She saw how he just stared at her for a moment before he let go of her and went around the couch. She followed how he came closer to her before sitting beside her. Those blue eyes turned to her, looking serious and yet gentle.

“I know I can be stupid and blind and what else”, he said, making Ran let out a little laugh. “But this time I can see clearly that something bothers you. Even that smile of yours can’t fool me.”

Keeping that smile on her lips, Ran turned her head, looking down at her book that was resting on her lap. She just saw letters and words that tried to tell her something about the research on Japan’s social welfare and what those results mean, but nothing more. She didn’t know what was examined, she didn’t know the outcomes, she didn’t know if the results were good or bad, and she didn’t know what could be done to make anything better.

She had never felt so powerless. So hopeless.

How did Shinichi do it? They had started their studies at the same time, and he studied criminology, which - in Ran’s opinion - felt much more gibberish than studying social work. At least social and health services were something they faced commonly and got some kind of idea of it already when criminology was something that hid so much more than people could think of. She thought that studying criminology would take much more time and work, but as much as she had observed Shinichi, he seemed always to be okay. If he was tired, it was because he had stayed awake too late, not because he would have studied that much. And he still solved crimes from time to time, which was taken from his free time, but he still got enough time to study and do well in school, with exams.

But maybe it shouldn’t have been a big surprise. Shinichi had always been smart and good with everything he had done. He had been interested in crimes and cases as long as Ran could remember, he had always paid attention and probably learned many things long ago. And if he hadn’t known something, he had always been interested to find out. There were no questions without answers if it came to Shinichi.

Maybe he knew so much more about criminology than Ran had thought. And maybe it was the reason why studying seemed to be so easy for him.

Of course, she was happy about that and so proud of him! Why wouldn’t she? But the thing was, she envied him a little bit. He made studying look so easy.

“Hey, Ran…”

Again she got out of her thoughts, but instead of looking at Shinichi, she turned to look at how his hand touched hers that kept still that book open. His fingers touches hers, and even though the touch wasn’t anything big, it soothed her a little bit.

Actually, she felt like that little touch just made her want to surrender, let it all go and just cry, hide in his arms and just be there, feel calm and safe, forgot the school and everything else.

But she couldn’t do that.

“You are tired.” 

And somehow, that one, simple statement made that wall between her and studying to broke. She felt how tears started to slide down her cheeks, and before she realized to do anything, the first one dropped on the open page.

Great. Now she was ruining the library’s property.

She felt how Shinichi took off his hand, making her feel a little bit lonely and lost before she felt his arm on her shoulders, pulling her closer to him. She leaned on him, closing her eyes and hiding her face on his neck. “Hey, no need to cry”, Ran heard him say, and when she felt the book moving away from her hands, she let it go. She knew that she should keep thigh hold on it, but… “It’s okay, you know…”

“How is it okay?” Ran asked with a broken voice and slowly wrapped her arms around him. “Deadlines are coming and a day after tomorrow is an exam, and I still have so much to do…”

“And when you rested last time?”

Ran shut her mouth. She tried to remember a day when she hadn’t done anything to study. “Well, at the weekend”, she answered finally.

“No”, Shinichi said, making Ran get away from him enough to look at him. “I mean when you have time to be just yourself? Doing nothing?”

Ran frowned. “I told you, at the weekend…”

Shinichi sighed. “You met Sonoko and your mother on the weekend, you know.”

“Yeah, and I didn’t do any school work…”

“Doing them or not, seeing and being with others takes energy too”, he said, making Ran only frown even more. “So it doesn’t count.”

Ran just stared at those confident eyes. God, she hated how he was right. She hadn’t had much time to see Sonoko or her family because of school, so when she got a chance, she had agree to see Sonoko on Saturday and on Sunday to spend time with her mother and later to see how her father was doing. She had thought that meeting them would be her time to rest and do something fun, but she couldn’t lie, on Monday she had been so tired. She had felt like she hadn’t rested at all. The weekend had just taken her energy, not giving any, even though she have had a nice time with them.

He was right. Maybe it couldn’t count as free time and rest. But if that’s the case…

She couldn’t give him any answer.

“Let’s go back to bed, okay?”

Ran raised her eyes to look how Shinichi stood up and turned to her. He looked at her gently while offering his hand.

“Back to bed?” Ran repeated. “But…”

“No buts”, Shinichi interrupted her. “You’re going to rest today and do nothing.” He looked away for a moment, like thinking. “Well, maybe I can let you watch some movies or series if you want”, he continued before his blue eyes came back to her again. “But no studying, no housework, no texting or calling friends or family, and no date.”

She felt like something heavy dropped on her heart and sink it somewhere deep down. “What?!” Ran almost screamed and felt so disappointed when she stood up. “No date? But you reserved the table from…”

“I decline it”, Shinichi said like it wasn’t a big thing. “We can go any other day.”

Ran stared at Shinichi for a moment hoping to change his mind, but it was worthless. His expression didn’t change. He had made up his mind. Ran let her eyes drop to the floor, feeling so disappointed. Actually, she felt like a child who hadn’t got a toy from the shop. God, she had really, really waited for that date with Shinichi. She had waited so badly to get dressed in her new dress and just go outside, to enjoy the good food and lovely company, just do something nice together and forget everything else…

Like she wanted to stay at home, on the bed, doing… nothing.

She felt how Shinichi stepped closer, putting his hands on her hips and pulling her gently closer, giving her a chance to stop him. “You really need to rest, Ran”, he said eventually, pressing a kiss on her forehead. “You always do something, but sometimes you need to stop and just take time for yourself.”

Ran lowered her head. She eyed the book on the coffee table. As much as she wanted to take that offer, but… “But I still need to study, you know”, she said and she realized how weak she sounded. “I have an exam…”

“But you are able to read more if you rest well occasionally”, Shinichi said. “Besides, I believe that you do fine without reading.”

Ran rolled her eyes. “Oh, so you want me to fail?” she asked and glanced at him annoyed.

“No”, he answered. “But you are smarter than you give yourself credit for.”

She doubted that. But then again, maybe he had a point. Just now, she would just waste her time just staring at that book, being unable to read anything. She wouldn’t get anywhere and she wouldn’t be any wiser in the evening. She knew she should rest, and after good rest, she would feel better and would be able to read more.

But just being on the bed, doing nothing…

But then again, who said she should stay in bed alone? If she wouldn’t get her date, she would take her date with her to bed to rest with her.

Like Shinichi would stay in bed with her if she would ask him. That was the same for both of them: they weren’t good at staying in bed doing nothing if demanded. It needs to be decided by themselves, and if Shinichi had other plans…

Well, maybe she knew how to make him stay.

“Well, maybe you’re right”, she admitted finally with a sigh and looked at Shinichi. She showed her a hopeful smile. “And after I feel rested enough, I can continue…”

“No”, Shinichi stopped her. “No, you rest today.”

“But…”

“I said already, no buts”, he interrupted determined. “You are going to stay in bed the whole day.”

Ran rolled her eyes. “Come on, I can’t do that…”

“Yes, you can”, Shinichi said. “I make sure of it.”

Ran smiled. “How?”

Shinichi looked at her confidently. “I roll the blanket around you.”

Ran shook her head. “I can always flee, you know.”

Before she knew it, he wrapped his arms tightly around her, making her body press against him, leaving no room to move. “Then I have to keep you on that bed.”

Ran grinned like a winner. It had gone just as she had wanted. “You can’t keep me there a whole day”, she challenged, knowing that he would never want to lose to her…

“Watch me”, he answered, and she felt a kiss on her hair. “I keep you there the whole day if I have to.”

As she wanted. If she had to stay in bed, she would make sure that he would stay with her.

But then she remembered one more problem…

“But if we don’t go to eat, then what are we eating?” she asked. “We don’t have anything ready.”

“Don’t worry about that”, Shinichi answered. “I handle it.”

She smiled mischievously even though he couldn’t see it. “Oh, are you going to cook?”

“You can say that”, he answered, making Ran giggle. Then he let go of her, and before she was prepared for it, he bowed a little to put his arm back on her knees and raised her on his arms. Even though it wasn’t the first time he did that, it was always a surprise, taking her off her guard. This time she didn’t let out a shriek, but her heart still skipped a beat while she wrapped her arms around his neck, making sure she wouldn’t fall…

“And you can wish whatever you want to eat”, he continued and turned, starting to walk towards the hallway. “I can make it happen.”

“Wow, big things are promised”, she said as she started to relax a little bit. She still was a little bit worried about those stairs, but he seemed to be sure to carry her to the second floor. “And who tells what I’m going to do when you leave to get that food…”

“It isn’t that long trip from the bed to the door”, he answered. “You don’t have time to flee, or if you do, I’m going to catch you again.”

Ran rolled her eyes, but still smiled and let herself lean on him. She closed her eyes and somehow felt already a little bit relaxed in his arms.

Well, maybe spending a day on the bed with him wouldn’t be that bad.

#ShinRanWeek2023 #ShinRan #Day 1: School/University #Shinichi Kudo #Ran Mouri #Detective Conan #Fanfiction

[thegloweringcastle]

La Belle Fleur Sauvage

@elucienweekofficial​ Day 5: Nature

ao3 

a/n: This is unlike anything I’ve ever written before. So I'm a little nervous, but very curious to hear your thoughts! Even if it hasn’t turned out as I hoped, it was certainly lots of fun to write.

It is a songfic based on La Belle Fleur Sauvage by Lord Huron, and even if you don’t read this I am begging you to still listen to the song because it is absolutely enchanting.

Happy reading and listening! <3

Word Count: ~1.9k

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I. What you’re looking for won’t be found easily

It grows upon the mountain, in a sacred place

Lucien had been reared in a family that valued power; raised by a father who controlled with an iron fist, surrounded by brothers who thirsted for riches and every exotic pleasure known to humankind.

His mother, a kindhearted woman too pure for the likes of his father, was his only solace. She offered him a refuge, a quiet place to hide, to live freely and exist simply.

That was the only sacred place in his entire world; not one other honorable being could be found within miles. As a boy, he doubted he would ever find anyone as loving as his mother in the rest of his life.

II. Up beyond the clouds an ancient ground, so they say

And many men have died trekking up that way

The first time Lucien heard the legend of the woman had been at one of his fathers banquets - one of Lucien’s first attendances.

He remembered, with shocking clarity, the many horrors recounted to him by rich merchants. There were stories of every ill-fate that had befallen those who set out in search of such unearthly beauty. Some had been so jealous - of whom or what, Lucien couldn’t understand - that they threw themselves from cliffs, while others never even survived the first leg of the journey, lost to the beasts that roamed the foothills.

But while each variation had a billion different details, one thing remained the same: the woman who dwelled in the mountains was of another world, another kind; her beauty so unnatural that anyone who could keep it would live a bountiful life.

III. Once he’s gazed upon her, a man is forever changed

The bravest men return with darkened hearts and phantom pain

There was not much that happened in the village. Peddlers came and went, merchants sold their goods and expanded their mansions, beggars crowded the street corners, and young men set off to intrude upon what did not want to be found.

Lucien was never one to believe the stories that circulated. Everyone had their own version of the legend, but as he matured he realized it was all nothing but the wishful thinking of those who craved what they would never deserve and could never obtain.

But his mindset changed when the O’Donoughy brothers left and swiftly returned, ice cold in the dead of summer, their eyes distant and watery. What they had seen, nobody knew; but everyone had suspected. As Lucien grew into a young man, more and more of the people he had known as boys set out mountain-bound. The O’Donoughy twins had returned aged beyond their years in those few days, while others - the ones never seen again - were said to have simply sat there, watching and waiting until they rotted to nothing, some force spending their lifespans tenfold.

Lucien always prided himself in being level headed and respectful, and he had every intention of leaving well enough alone no matter what legends were wrong or right. Honestly, he did.

Until the truth of his paternity came out, and they were forced to run.

He may have been able to help save his mother, but his life had been left in rubble, the knowledge that his mom was safe and happy the only salvageable debris.

IV. Her colors change to mark the passing of the days

No earthly sight can match the beauty she displays

Exiled now by his half-family, Lucien was left to seek out a new home; somewhere he could start fresh. But that meant risking trespassing on the one place he had always sworn not to intrude. A new, better life could only be found over the mountains, through the same pass that hosted so many legends and tales.

Evergreen trees towered above Lucien, toying with the golden sunlight and disorienting all sense of direction. As he wandered, following meek flower paths and worn animal trails, morning light took on the telltale orange hue of afternoon. Yet, even as time passed and the light changed above him, the sun never actually moved. Birdsong grew distant and rare as he gained elevation, the odd silence chilling him to his very marrow.

The woods grew so dense that the forest floor never saw daylight, and Lucien could barely squeeze between each tree as he forged ahead. He knew he should have taken it as a warning, but he had no other options.

V. I've meant to find the place where all good things begin

To smell her scent and watch her dancing in the wind

Finally, finally, the forest opened up to a meadow of rustling wildflowers and billowing grass and-

He did a double take. Triple take. He pinched himself.

It was real.

There she was, flesh and blood - maybe - and swaying through the tall grass; she looked like she was dancing. Rosy cheeks, gleaming honey-brown hair, and big doe eyes. She flowed with the wind as if it were a song made just for her. She understood the whisper of the grass and the humming of the bees as well as her own heartbeat. She flowed so smoothly as if she herself were part of the wind; a bird guiding the breeze across the dramatic hills.

And Lucien couldn’t fathom it; so many things, he simply couldn’t wrap his mind around. How could such beauty still exist? Why would anyone want to interfere with it? It was perfect just the way it was; humans didn’t deserve this. They simply weren’t good enough.

In circles she spun, dipping low to pick a flower before turning to brush one slender hand through a bundle of cattails. Lucien simply watched her, wholly enraptured by her supple movements. He didn’t even think about it when he stepped forward, wanting to keep watching her as she began to move away.

He saw her, she saw him, and the world froze. The breeze dissipated, the whispering grass held its breath, the dancing flowers paused.

Predator and prey held eye contact, stuck between cycles. Something glinted, the hollowness akin to fear. But he could have been wrong; he was on the edge of the clearing, after all.

She took one, timid step towards him. He took one, timid step back.

“Who are you?” Her voice, lush and gentle, rang louder than it should have. Wholly unnatural.

His throat was dry. “My name is Lucien Va- Lucien. I hail from the village to the east.” He paused, continuing when she didn’t speak. “I wish to use your alpine pass to continue west, with your blessing.”

Lucien’s heart constricted as she approached, her radiance even more devastating up close. But now he saw - proof. She wasn’t human. Pointed ears, wide eyes, long, slender fingers.

“Why should I believe you?” The sound of her voice would be the death of him. “Why would I offer you safe passage, when that is what everyone else has asked for? It has never turned out to be the truth.”

So neither were predators; both had been prey at some point in time. Lucien wanted to see to it that it would never again be the case.

“Lady…” He went down to one knee, looking up at her figure haloed by the sun.

Her brow quirked up as she hesitated. “Elain.”

“My Lady Elain,” It came out as a benediction. “I don’t know what proof I could present to you, but I swear to leave you be. I merely hope to pass through and allow you to enjoy your space.” Even if he didn’t want to leave.

She leaned in, evaluating him just as he did her. He caught her scent - honey and berries. Sweet and addicting.

“There is a flower,” She started. “It grows farther than most can travel, higher than many wish to go. But I’ve heard its beauty is unlike anything else, and I wish to see it. Help it flourish here,” She gestured to the clearing. “With the others. If you can find it for me and bring it back with roots intact, I will allow you onwards.”

She did not wait for a response before turning smoothly, her cotton dress rippling with the motion. Lucien waited another heartbeat before standing, struggling to process what had happened, what he had seen.

He began his quest.

It could have been days that he searched, or months. The sun never moved, only disappearing suddenly to leave room for night. Time moved strangely in the woods; one day it was mild, spring weather, and the next it was crisp autumn, with auburn leaves raining down. Once it snowed, but then it was blazing hot.

The entire time, Lucien searched. He thought long and hard, he went at it ruthlessly, he went over the same places dozens of times. But he never gave up. Because as he searched, something blossomed in his chest. Something warm and soft and right. He didn’t aim to find the flower just to move on; he wanted to please her, to give her a reason to smile. The thought of it made his heart yearn.

So he stayed resolute, fending off the beasts in the woods and pursuing any hint of unique greenery that could possibly match what she wanted.

But nothing he found would ever be enough, would never be as beautiful as her.

VI. I'd give it all to love that girl, oh

I'd be the one to pluck that fleur, oh

Lucien found his way back to the clearing, hoping to any higher power that she would be there again.

And sure enough, there she was, this time lying in the tall green grass and basking in the sun.

“My Lady Elain,” He called.

She stood slowly, brushing herself off as she moved towards him. “Lucien of the East.” A faint smile graced her face. “Have you found the flower?”

He returned the smile in kind with an added bit of mischief. “Indeed, I have.”

Her chin tilted, her eyes squinting.

“Where is it, then?”

“My lady, I am afraid you sent me on a snipe hunt.”

“Oh?”

“You asked for a flower whose beauty was unlike anything else. You wanted to help it thrive here,” He stepped forward, bolder now. “But I realized something.”

“Tell me, what did you realize?”

Now they both moved in, meeting each other halfway.

“I was meant to find you.”

Her eyes sparked, a bright boundless smile overtaking her features. It nearly brought Lucien to his knees. She tucked her slender, ivory hand into his broad, tan one. With a shared smile, she guided them through the meadow towards the small cottage hiding on the edge.

Lucien decided he had no reason to go over the pass; everything he could ever need was right there in that sacred place.

VII.  And when I die, I want her lying by my side, in my grave

I'd give it all to love that girl, oh

~~~

Another big thanks to @elucienweekofficial moderators for their dedication! <3

#was originally meant to be for day 2 (magic) #but work got in the way #and we're late today because doggy cuddles are top priority #elucien #elucienweek2023 #elucien fanfiction #elain archeron #lucien #songfic #lord huron #prompt: nature

[zoros-bandana]

i’m sorry for sending an emergency request after you just did one but i have been really insecure about my weight and i wish i could do something about it but i never can and i don’t know why and it’s killing me. it’s making me hate myself more than ever and i just wish i could look like the other girls. could you write zoro comfort for that? (she/her pronouns and romantic)

if it’s too much trouble feel free to ignore. i hope you have a good day/night<3

Omg no angle please don’t be sorry! Also I love you and you are so beautiful and deserving of everything good in the world and your weight does not define who you are or what you are worth. I’m sending you a massive hug my dear 💚

Zoro Weight Comfort - Emergency Request

(SFW)

(Romantic intentions with a tad bit of possible leading to NSFW)

TRIGGER WARNINGS for issues with weight/self appearance/food issues/self worth

A thick haze circled the air up in the crows nest. The summer heat radiated through the windows as you sat on the bench, sprawled out to try and cool yourself down. Your partner, Zoro, was in the midst of his workout as per his usual routine. He had shed off most of his clothing to try and beat the heat; opposed to yourself.

You stayed covered up, not wishing to show any amount of skin. Even if it was just in the presence of Zoro.

You weren’t ignorant. You knew the state of how your partner looked; carved directly from the gods themselves. You also knew the type of women that were drawn to him. Tall, petite, perfectly curved in every place you wished you. They were everything you wanted to be.

It was hopeless to even try and compete with them. No matter what you did it wasn’t enough. You had attempted many efforts to try and grow to like yourself; working out, eating better, training with Zoro. Nothing seemed to fix your problem.

You could often lose yourself in a train of thought, wondering off as you counted the list of problems you found about yourself; shameful in how you looked.

“Hey? Are you listening?”

You slowly flickered your eyes over to Zoro, watching as he huffed; sweat dripping from his body. His brows furrowed at you, confused at your ignorance to his question. Dazed, your eyes wondered over his chiseled chest, zoning back out again; your fears resurfacing.

“Baby?”

His hand gently tapped at your cheek, alerting you of his whereabouts. As you focused back on him a stray whimper parted your lips. His strong arms wrapped around you as he sat beside you, curling you into his sweaty body.

“What‘s wrong?”

“Do you think I deserve to be with you?”

“What?”

“It’s just I don’t feel like I do… in this body… I don’t like how I look and I just feel so disgusted in myself. I don’t look like Nami or Robin or anyone else who is beautiful and I just think -“

“Take that back!”

“What?”

“Just because you don’t look like them doesn’t mean you are any less worthy to feel loved, (y/n). I love you and to hell with anyone who thinks you don’t deserve it! Every single part of your body is something wonderful and should be cherished. You are so beautiful”

“I’m not!”

In one swift move he flipped you onto your back, hovering above you. There was a playful gleam in his eye as he leaned down close to you, slowly teasing above you.

“I love your beautiful face” he leaned down, peppering kisses across your cheeks. His smirk stayed against your skin as you giggled from his light touch.

“I love your precious arms” he trailed down, covering every inch of your arms in swift pecks.

“I especially love your sexy chest” he burrowed his head between your chest, resting there for a moment.

“I love your gorgeous stomach” he made his way down, lifting up your shirt; covering every fold and curve in soft kisses. He groaned as he covered your skin, relishing in how soft you tasted against his mouth.

His hands slid down the side of your body, his lips dragging over your skin as he reached your legs. “And I love your angelic thighs”

His breath fanned against your skin, tickling you as he moved around; covering every inch of your skin in his lips. Once satisfied with his claim he rose back up to dangle over your face, his expression more neutral than before; his once playful demeanour vanished.

“I love you; every single part of you. To me you are the most beautiful girl in the world and I wish you saw that. You are so incredible in every single thing you do and never cease to amaze me. There is not a single moment where I question if I deserve you; because I know it’s you that truely doesn’t deserve me. I love every single fold and roll and curve on your perfect body and I wished you understood how heavenly you are. You don’t need to look like Nami or Robin to be beautiful or have a purpose in this world, (y/n). You are beautiful and you have purpose. I wished you saw yourself from my point of view”

“Do you mean it?”

“Of course I do; every last word” he leaned back down again, this time pressing a tender kiss to your lips. “And I will continue to remind you until you understand it, baby. You are perfect just the way you are”

[feralshadowdemon]

HELLO

ivan, chuuya, fukuchi, tetchou, AAAAND

yosano

HELLO!!!!!!!!! THIS IS GOING TO BE LONG ivan goncharov first impression: oh how did fyodor fuck you up (did not know/realize he was lobotomized either) impression now: ohh he's my silly. his english dub voice gives me gender envy. i like his eyes. he is weirdly a well-written lobotomized guy. i looked into actual lobotomy for you favorite moment: his entire fight scene was good and more people should talk about it. signed yours truly me idea for a story: primarily? a general character study, however, - bubble bath. it is a character study with him and shibusawa. not set in canon - highschool au. he deserves to be a normal highschool student. he would swear a sweater vest. i will die on this hill unpopular opinion: his character is really fucking good and yes his ability's name is on the nose but i hope we see him again. i don't like shipping him in canon though bc he can't. Consent. Fyovan should not exist. also i think more people should be paying attention to the bsd side characters favorite relationship: shibuvan/shibusawa x ivan and you know it. my #1 comfort ship in my heart. they are so cute <3 favorite headcanon: he has tics and freckles. also sometimes i like making him trans the others are below v

chuuya nakahara first impression: oh he's cool impression now: I WANT TO BE YOU YOUR CHARACTER IS SO COOL GIVE ME YOUR GENDER YOUR CHARACTER SCRATCHES MY BRAIN YOUR ABILITY IS SO COOL. I AM NOT NORMAL. favorite moment: THE HELICOPTER SCENE OH MY GODD idea for a story: i have many! - hirotsu visits him during a stormy night and he's suffering w chronic pains but hirotsu gets him his meds. they get to talk a little. they are silly to me - summer camp au w dazai they are at war constantly - i have too many, but to briefly summarize the rest: fan dancer and kitsune au, meiji era/period au, chuuya and kouyou fic/character study, there will be more after i read stormbringer unpopular opinion: he probably doesn't have anger issues. might just be agitated easily or because of dazai. also people need to stop getting his character soo wrong because the amount of mischaracterization that surrounds that man is NOT funny favorite relationship: people sleep on his and hirotsu's possible dynamic. next one is well. okay. it's obvious, but soukoku, i just like their dynamic whether it's romantic or not. absolute menaces. shoutout to kunichuuzai also, but i honestly cannot ship that man all the time. bonus platonic relationships i really like is the idea of tetchou and chuuya becoming good fucking friends. let chuuya have so many friends to make up for the ones he's lost favorite headcanon(s): freckles chuuya, lightning scars chuuya, nonbinary chuuya (i dont use they/them for them all the time but i am a believer in it), chronic pains, autistic, metal/rock (the song genre) lover, sanrio and ocean life special interest, also demisexual/demiromantic !! sorry they have the most. favoritism is showing fukuchi ochi

first impression: oh doesn't he kill everybody's faves. meh impression now: YOUR CHARACTER AND WRITING IS SO OVERLOOKED. YOU ARE DAD MATERIAL AND THAT SCARES ME BUT IM ALSO :D ABOUT IT favorite moment: the entire fucking fight he has with atsushi and akutagawa. you don't understand he was both terrifying and also that gave me an actual adrenaline rush once i watched it in the anime. the music was so good. also the scene w aya !! idea for a story: the main one is a fukufuku fic where it goes through how overtime, fukuzawa in fukuchi's eyes is more like a wolf than a human being. it's his way of making it hurt less when he has to hurt him. i cant remember any others, but i hope there will be more unpopular opinion: can the fandom not hate on him so much lmao i dont mind seeing people dislike him that's valid but like. give him a chance i swear. he also can be trusted with children favorite relationship: him and fukuzawa's (romantically or platonically idrc). holy shit. holy shit. holy shi- also bonus shoutout to him and ranpo's!! it is not shown a lot but augh. of course i love his relationship with the hunting dogs too but fukufuku sits at the top favorite headcanon: hm. i can't think of any rn tetchou suehiro

first impression: AUTISTIC impression now: AUTISTIC favorite moment: them and kenji's fight >>>>> idea for a story: they are a samurai and they meet jouno along the way. they stay with fukuchi after having a rough run-in with an innkeeper and some people who are after them. they smell like blossoms unpopular opinion: i wish people wrote them beating up people more they're literally one of the strongest characters (physically specifically) of bsd favorite relationship: them and jouno's is peak favorite headcanon: asexual and nonbinary tetchou for the win. my most favorite one of all time though is them being half-taiwanese :] akiko yosano (surprise???)

first impression: please be well written. impression now: she is so cool!! i wish she had more screentime but oh my god she is so cool <33333 she is fun in the manga and i love her so much favorite moment: her backstory i wanna say. we don't get too much content of her but damn her backstory hits hard. it adds so much to her character and i love her a lot idea for a story: she and fukuzawa go shopping together. i think she also deserves some fics w fukuzawa. they have a fun time !! unpopular opinion: not a fan of kousano favorite relationship: her and ranpo's. siblings your honor, absolute siblings, ALSO THAT ONE SCENE IN HER BACKSTORY WHERE HE KNEELS DOWN TO HER AND SHES CRYING AND SJJSDHHFBBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA favorite headcanon: aro/ace yosano is cool. very cool. aro/ace yosano.? holds her out to you. Consider

#lou *throws you a breadcrumb* #ask game #bsd

[josephtrohman]

sorry if you’ve been asked this before, would you be willing to spare some joetrick fic recs? i’m getting super back into them and the bandom so wanted to jump back in with some recs maybe!! (do you still prefer top joe? do you have any toppy patrick? if thats not your bag i don’t mind i’ll honesty take anything you think is well written atp 😁 ty!!!)

i’m sorry it’s taken me a couple days to answer this anon!!! finals got me both tweaking and sleep deprived at the same time somehow. also tho let it be known there is nothing to be sorry for at allllll omg, and there Never is, imagine my inbox as a safe warm place where i’m always here for ANYTHING. anyways, i have answered some joetrick fic recs earlier, here is the link to that post which has my crème de la crème joetrick fics, but i always have more in my back pocket!!! start with that other post’s list tho first for sure!!!! just bc they are THEE BEST. ok gonna put the rest under a break here (including my answers to ur question LOLL) :3

i truthfully have mellowed out when it comes to top/bottom preferences lol (i wonder if ur an og follower and saw my ask from like 2016 that i may have answered more intensely about preferring top joe and oh god the 'bottom patrick network' i was in way back when networks were a thing HDKDJDKDJSJ). i actually really enjoy top patrick/bottom joe in this day and age but there is like. none still. so i dont have much to offer u 💔 but im working on something and so is a fobtwt friend of mine so keep ur eyes peeled!!!

i combed my archive and found u my (very) slim pickings for toppy patrick. which imo is a disgrace and i Have contributed to this pattern of mostly bottom patrick w my fics BUT i hope to change this fact as i have a wip that’s just pwp top patrick/bottom joe maybe coming in the next several months LOLLLL (also my fobtwt friend as i mentioned). but i’ll start with the closest things i can find. i’m gonna break it down with the kind of adjacent to ur request fics First and then give a few more recs after :)

an exploration of the bounds of venus by disloyalorder. this might be the only top patrick pure joetrick smut on ao3 (that i found well-written enough to save at least <3). it’s got a heavy dose of mommy kink/mommy dom stuff so i guess if that’s not ur thing then u really will have to stay tuned for my fic ;) haha

wasted summer by terriblewritings. shoutout to the author for dropping it in my inbox!!! it has the mommy kink too and a liiiiiiittle talk of weight just in an appreciative way idk but a warning; it’s toppy patrick in the sense of dom patrick bc there’s no penetration, but it’s rly good!!! author says there might be more coming too ;3

token by gigantic. this one i found on total accident, i had been digging around on this user’s livejournal because they have two PHENOMENAL wentzman fics up (if u want those recs too lmk) but basically this one is joe on a gay sex mission lol, it is explicit but ofc when u get to the goods (aka the JOETRICK SCENE) it's all fade-to-black instead 💔 but still SOOOOO good so unbelievably well written!!!

i had it listed it in the other rec ask, but bdsm by heyginger has a brief mention of joe riding patrick (not explicit smut tho lol) AND of patrick tying joe up so it feels on the toppy patrick side for sure :)

also for good measure, though patrick is not toppy to JOE in these ones, there are two jeterick fics that feature patrick topping pete while joe does stuff to them etc just maybe to scratch a similar itch? lay your head down -- and feel the beat and two's company, three's just right both by likeasugarcube.

begging all ao3 writers to PLEASEEE write more top patrick/bottom joe joetrick fics i want to read joe get fucked like he deserves <3 ok anyways

and now here r some general recs that aren’t toppy patrick related :)

my tongue is my choir by coricomille. patrick is mute (mixon is their vocalist) and it’s a wonderfully written, very sweet fic!!!

capture the phrases by rosiedoes fic. patrick has a secret admirer in the form of anonymous post it notes. so good<3

expensive mistakes by rosiedoesfic. cute little fic about the insta posts in mania era that had very joetricky captions :')

the cure to growing older by rosiedoesfic. a au fic where joe and patrick have been friends since they were little kids, a very cute growing up together type story :)

message in a bottle by bunnytrohman. a sweet lil getting together fic sent during 2ourdust. saur beautiful and the world needs more fics set in the stardust era imo!!!

take a breath (i know what's behind that door) by thesecondshow. joe checks in on/takes care of patrick right after the we liked you better fat post. really really beautifully written <3 (hai mitch if u see this)

your secret's out by the_seventh_avenger. cute lil fic, honestly hard to summarize with a lil blurb without giving everything away but love it so much!!

alpha dog by bunnytrohman. puppy play joetrick. i needn’t say more READ THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

leaving it there bc looking at my bookmark list there aren't like a TON more that i even really could rec so i'll save those for if someone else asks in another 10 months <3 lol love u anon my inbox (and dms!!! if u wanna reveal urself but no pressure) is always open to discuss these fics or ANYTHING too 💖

#anonymous #asks #fic recs

[parcequecestnotreprojeeeet]

Hi, everyone, it’s Kitty again. I’m sorry for how long it took me to write this second part, but i hope you guys enjoy it

Expecting pt. 2

He was woken up by the sun rays cracking through the curtains on that beautiful summer morning at Touquet. He rolled on his side just to see his pregnant girlfriend still peacefully sleeping, her 7 and a half months baby bump hanging out from her silk pajamas. He didn’t want to wake her up from the well deserved rest, but he couldn’t resist the temptation of lightly caressing her big belly, being careful not to startle her, as he felt their baby slightly moving under her skin.

He always thought she was the prettiest woman in the world, but he couldn’t help thinking this was prettiest she has ever been, her skin glowing, her breasts engorged with milk, her abdomen distended by the big uterus growing their baby. She was just perfect.

Absorbed in his thoughts he almost didn’t notice as she opened her ways to look at him lightly stroking her big belly.

“Good morning, chéri” she said in a still sleepy voice “I see daddy and baby are up early today”

“Good morning, my love” he said pressing a kiss to her bump and then to her lips “Did you sleep well?”

“Yes” she replied softly “Baby finally let me have a good night of sleep, and also can’t forget your credit for tiring me last night” she said with a malicious smile

He blushed at last night memories, as she stroked his hair and he embraced her bump, even at that stage of pregnancy they were still trying to maintain an active intimate life in the few comfortable positions they still had, he wanted her to knew that he still found her beautiful and attractive even with all the changes her body went through in the last months.

“Today it’s such a beautiful day, baby” he said with his head pressed against her belly “what do you think about daddy taking you and mommy to the beach, to enjoy the sun a bit” he finished pressing several feather light kisses against her abdomen as they felt their baby light kicking

“We’d love to” she replied with a smile as sitting in bed with some struggle due to the heaviness of her belly “I’ll go get ready, and you better get up too” she said as got up to help her get out of bed

More than half an hour later, when he had been ready for a while, she emerged from their bathroom, in a bright pink bikini showing how big her belly was on her small silhouette.

“I was about to put the sunscreen on, but now that baby is wide awake and kicking me like crazy I thought that maybe you’d like to help me spread sunscreen on the bump, so you can also feel the kicks” she said handling him the bottle

“You read my mind” he said with a smile as he began to gently spread the product through her distended abdomen, feeling all of her body changes and new curves, and also their baby strongly kicking his hands under her tight skin. He felt like the luckiest man in the world in that moment

Even after finishing with the sunscreen he kept lightly stroking her bump, savoring every second of that special moment and all of their baby movements. He then pressed a gentle kiss to the belly, followed by a chaste kiss to her lips, that gradually became more intimate, only parting when they were both struggling for breath

“I love you both very much” he said full of love in his eyes, to which she replied “We love you too, now let’s go before the beach gets too crowded” as she grabbed his hand and they headed outdoors.

Hello Kitty! ❤️

Emmanuel being so gentle and adorable with Brigitte and the baby bump, oh my heart 🥺🤧😍

Will you give us a part 3?

In the meantime, I will leave here the link to part 1 of your story!

Thank you so much, Kitty! ❤️❤️❤️

#fanfic #kitty

[thermodynamic-angel]

hello again, angel! here's another letter. today is the second anniversary. happy two-month anniversary! wishing you a very good day, once again.

i said i would be leaving, but i suppose that turned out to be a lie, as i return here every so often to come and send you something. i don't know if you've read them (or whether you are even here to do so), but that aside, i just wanted to say that i love you very much. thank you for everything.

while i have been "away" (for not even two days, apologies for the melodrama) i have been thinking quite a lot. about myself, of course, as i have a tendency to be very self-centered. i keep looking at myself and not recognizing or being disappointed with whatever i see. sometimes i wish the sun would come back out of the sky and it were the summer again and i would regain my confidence and happiness and perhaps even a bit of personality, though, unfortunately, i know that is not how it works. perhaps by the summer i will be pleased with myself.

unrelated, i watched your lyric video for the better to eat you with by the stereosexuals! i'd never heard the song until now. i like it very much,,

sorry for this being so terribly long. i'm not really sure how to end this otherwise. i do not know when i will be sending you another letter. most likely tomorrow. apologies about me and how dramatic i am. if i do not send a letter tomorrow, then friday. or saturday. sunday? whenever i do. i hope it will be soon.

goodbye! i love you! <12121212121212

~ crispin viscera k.

RAHHHHH Hellooo... It is. The second anniversary. !!! Or. Was. Because it's 12:19 AM. But. I will pretend it is still the 7th. I am also wishing you a good day. And. Happy 2 month anniversary. :D I am. Kinda happy it was a lie. Because. I enjoy having you here !!! But. If you need to disappear for a bit do it bcz you are important to me and a lotta other people and you deserve to take a break sometimes no matter how big or small the break is cuz sometimes people need to disappear sometimes cuz disappearing helps and that is okay !!! You deserve rest and everything good and you deserve to feel good n happy !!! I always read them I read every single thing you send me. :3 I may not answer but. I read them. Dw. !!! ^^ And yes. I am here. As you can see. I am not here a lot as of uh. 2 days. But. I am here. Nonono I love your melodrama it's v. Silly. (?) We can be v melodramatic togetherrr don't apologize. :3 Yk what. I do not really like summer. But. I also hope it is summer. Right now. Because I want you to be v happy !!! Because you deserve nothing less !!! And anything except happiness for you should. Go away forever. Or smth like that. :3 RAHGH do not watch any of my first like 5 videos please I hate them. So much. They are awful. And I. Hate them. But. Besides that. I am glad you like the song !!! It's my second favorite from The Stereosexuals. (My first favorite is 1Fish2Fish... :3) DO NOT EVER APOLOGIZE FOR THAT (/lh) I like reading everything you send me no matter what or when or whatever else. Even if I do not answer I love reading everything and it makes me so happy. !!! It doesn't matter when you send any. Any messages at all are v much loved and appreciated. :) AGAIN DO NOT APOLOGIZE FOR BEING DRAMATIC It's so fun I love it. It's just how you are and it's so silly. :3 I also hope it is soon. !!! Goodbye !!! I love you too I love you smsmsm. !!! <12121212121212 (Also. Unrelated to everything. But. I want to show you this song because I've been listening to it a lot and I just. Wanna show you. And also if the link thingy doesn't work uhhh oh well. Anyways. Goodbye. :D)

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[naffeclipse]

Hiya, Naff! How’re you doing lately? :3 Just popping in your askbox like a jump scare to do a hydration check hehe 💜 I’m feeling especially parched because I haven’t had the energy to read fic in weeks, and not being able to catch up on yours is soul-crushing 💔 The amount of times I’ve caught myself in the middle of editing a work assignment while thinking “I could be reading/writing fic rn” is too many. Counting down the days until vacay (soon!!) so that I can get back to your lovely fics, which I adore <3

Anyways, hope you’re doing well! And I hope you find a tasty treat to savor this week 💜 Take care!

Ahhh, Lumi jumpscare! ♥ ♥ ♥ Ahhh, babe! It's always a treat to see you in my inbox ♥

I'm doing good! Enjoying summer after that semester aldjfals but it's nice to have more free time. I am also taking a drink from my water bottle as we speak!

Aw, Lumi ;-; I hope you get a chance to take a nice long drink of fic reading real soon because that's no far to go so long without it! Ohhh, I hope you have so much fun and relaxation on your vacay!!!! You deserve to rest and do whatever your little heart desires ♥ ♥ ♥ Also, eee, vibrating in my chair at you reading my fics, ahhhhh!!!!

Thank you, I hope you're doing good as well! I did just make a batch of brownies, so your hope has channeled into my reality ♥ You take care, too!

#*rattles you affectionately* #missed seeing you around ♥ #luminitewrites #moots