#i keep telling myself i'll never get closer to her

[onmyknees4loak]

Teach me

Lo'ak x Reader

Warnings: (Lowkey stalker and sub lo'ak) Synopsis : (Lo'ak cant seem to take his eyes off of the girl who teaches his nephew.)

Playlist I listened to while making this

Reader's POV

"Good job muffin!!" Pxe'pe one of my youngest students finally gets her threading right. She runs off to show her mother.

I'm what Jake calls a babysitter but I like to think of myself as a teacher I mean that is what I do, people leave there kids with me while they attend to there duties and I teach them things like threading, scavenging, and even healing.

"miss miss miss" i hear a small voice from behind me and feel small hands on my leg, i turn around to be met with Kame'xar, one of my little ones.

"yes what do you need sweetie" i crouch down to be at his level

"i cut my finger" a little sob comes out as he holds his hand up, i see a small bright red cut nothing to serious but still it must hurt.

"oh no sweetie come on lets go fix that up for you" i extend my arms and pick him up, i start heading to the healing tent. i look down at his finger and as im looking away from in front of me i bump into a tall stiff figure. "Oh my eywa! I am so sorry" the figure turns around, i began to panic even more. The figure is Kame'xar's uncle.

"oh my goodness Lo'ak I apologize" i say hoping he wont notice the cut on his nephew's hand.

"oh no worries ...." he pauses trying to remember my name.

"y/n my name is y/n" i tell him.

"y/n... That's a beautiful name....Oh my god Kame'xar i didn't even notice you what's up bro, have you been crying what happened?"

He looks at me wondering what happened to his nephew,

"he cut his finger we were on the way to the healing tent to fix him up."

"oh well please let me walk you there its the least i can do" Lo'ak insists.

"I mean it is only right there but sure" we began walking to the tent which is already in sight.

Once we walk into the tent i set Kame'xar down on the floor and lower to my knees to grab the healing paste. I take his hand and gently rub the paste over his cut.

Kame'xar giggles "its c-cold!" he says in a fit of giggles.

"it is isn't it" i say laughing with him.

I can feel Lo'aks watching my every move. I stand up and turn around to Lo'ak.

"Well i should be getting Kame'xar back now." I feel Kame'xar put his now healed hand in mine and start pulling me to the opening of the tent.

"Thank you y/n, bye Kame'xar ill see you at dinner" lo'ak says waiting for us to leave.

"Bye" me and Kame'xar say at the same time.

As were walking I can't help but to keep thinking about Lo'ak everyone says he,s a bad influence and all he does is get in trouble but he seems so sweet and caring- ok y/n snap out of it he didn't even know your name and you got more important things to worry about.

Lo'ak's POV

'y/n.....y/n how have i never seen her around surly i would have noticed someone that beautiful. She's so different there's just something soothing and pleasant about her.

I walk out of the healing tent and start heading to our family tent,

Oh eywa i can't get that beautiful women out of my head. I need to see her again. I change my direction and start heading to where i know neteyam drops Kame'xar off every day. As i get closer i can hear the sound of children laughing getting louder, shes so good with kids. I hope to make her laugh like that one day.

I see my girl with kids running around her, there playing a game. I keep my distance and sit on a log where others are sitting and eating fruit.

I just sit there and watch her teach and play with the kids for hours. I turn away any time she looks in my direction hoping she doesn't realize that ive been sitting here for hours.

She would never want a guy like me an outcast.

Reader's POV

I finish putting up all the kids threading projects keeping them safe for tomorrow.

"Good Bye Vaylen! I'll see you tomorrow" now all the kids have gone home for the night, and i can start heading home. i turn around to start walking in the direction of my tent when i see Lo'ak sitting looking at me when he realizes I'm looking at him he turns his head the other way. Now that i think about it he has been sitting there since i got back from the healing tent.

'Should i go talk to him?' i ask myself 'I should.'

I start walking over to him with a smile on my face, he notices me coming over and i can see his body tense up.

"Hey Lo'ak what are you doing here?" i come to a stop in front of him.

"Oh i w-was ju-just uh chillin yk" he stutters over his words.

'my god, he's so cute, i want him stuttering over his words while i ride him' omg! what the fuck is wrong with me why would i think that.

I think he could tell i just got surprised with myself.

'y/n? Are you okay?" he asks as he stands up getting closer to me.

I can feel the tension in the air as his face is suddenly a few inches from mine.

"Yeah im good" i see his eyes move down to my lips as he licks his own.

He leans in intel our lips meet and he begins kissing me, i kiss back and start getting a little more aggressive i bring my hand to the back of his head and put my fingers through his hair lightly pulling.

"mMm" Lo'ak lets out a whimper/moan.

I pull away and bring my hand down " i cant do this Lo'ak im sorry" i look down to my feet.

"Why not baby?" he asks pushing hair behind my ear.

"What would people think if they found out, im not trying to be mean but your kinda know as a bad boy yk, and i dont want people to not trust me with there kids im sorry"

I turn around to leave and i feel him grab my hand and pull me back.

"Then Teach me, teach me how to be a good boy"

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[hello-puppy]

she asked me about my age/pet regression last night and now everything feels different and she probably thinks im gross and pitiful and she probably doesn't like me and she probably doesn't want to be around me anymore,.

why do i feel worse than when i was regressing secretly? isnt being open supposed to be a good thing? isnt vulnerability supposed to be freeing? why do i feel so disgusted with myself for coping in a way that is healthy and that helps me understand my emotions, and what kind of emotions i'm experiencing? why do i hate myself for being me? now i have to talk about when im regressing and when i'm not and i have to explain everything and now i have another thing to have anxiety over, that's actually supposed to have the opposite effect. regressing was good.... in private... without eyes, without ears, without judgement. and now i've ruined it again. i've ruined everything. everything is fucked up because of me. again, and again, and again.

#meblog #bpd #borderline personality disorder #possibly avpd #avoidant personality disorder #why do i hate myself after speaking about anything lol #agere vent #petre vent #bpd vent #avpd vent #i'm so DONE. im so done i'm so done i'ms o done. #i keep telling myself i'll never get closer to her #and yet i keep telling her about myself #because i love her #but love fucking kills me #i don't know what to do anymore. #god #please kill me #please save me from everyone and myself

[eightylinesofvergil]

wuh woh

#vince.txt ⚟ #this is my tumblr so who give a shit but like #ill be honest? i do think im sort of running out of that usual steam i have to keep pushing #even after her death i felt like people just. pressured me wah too much to just pretend like nothing happened or anything #not even counting the subsequent treatment i received too 😀 after multiple requests for people to maybe not violate boundaries #like i dunno. maybe dont tell me to kill myself. or make jokes about car crashes and shit #or even make jokes about me not having a partner anymore 😟 i thought itd be easy but i suppose not #and then theres THIS current thing too which annoys me to all hell #it annoys me that some people can just do shit and get away with it and have their lives uninterrupted #whilst im stuck slowly bleeding out night after night not able to sleep anymore #or to look at certain people without completely breaking down #because the physical aspect does matter yeah. ill never be able to regain most of my sense of touch in that hand #im never gonna truly regain my dexterity either but #those aren't gonna be things that torture me for the rest of my life yk #day after day has been torment for me as of late #and i really don't think thats gonna change #not for a while at least. i know im strong and all but #i do think im at my wit's end. between people and my hand and the fact that ill never get closure on anything #november grows closer every single year after all too #I'll get over myself one of these days though

[bountydroid]

Darlin' pt 4

pt 1 / pt 2 / pt 3 / pt 5

Cooper Howard/The Ghoul x f!reader (Slowburn romance)

Description: Reader realizes her growing feelings for her traveling companion in Filly.

Notes: Okay, so I am SO proud of this part. Please let me know what you guys think. 

TW: Kinda angsty at the end.

"Find somethin' to do," Cooper says as he makes himself comfortable on a chair, watching the store across from him carefully. 

I huffed and crossed my arms before looking around. "A new shirt would be nice." I thought to myself as I looked down at my mud-covered clothing.

"You got any extra caps?" I asked, leaning up against the side of his chair.

"No." He responds shortly. 

I hummed in response. Just as I started to walk away I felt him grab my wrist, "Don't get into any trouble darlin'." He said, smirking, "Wouldn't want a repeat of last time. You'll scare away my target." 

Embarrassment crept up into my cheeks, "I'll be good." I mumbled. I was not sure If I was telling that to myself or him. Probably both to be honest, but it seemed to satisfy him as he let go of my arm. The last thing I wanted to do was mess up this job for him. He was finally warming up to me, and the idea of ruining that ate at the back of my mind.

Filly was an interesting town. It was packed to the brim with fiends and travelers alike. I couldn't help the nervousness that settled in my stomach as I got farther and farther away from my newfound companion. I felt safe with him, safer than I have ever felt in my life. Most people would think that strange. Safe with a ghoul? I thought back to the man who called me a freak for being with the ghoul as I blushed. He thought we were together. A couple. Butterflies found their way into my stomach as I thought about the possibility. Romance was something that I never thought I would experience beyond the tattered books my brother got me from a wandering trader.

"Stop being stupid, Y/n. He doesn't want you." I thought to myself.

Without any caps, I decided to find a place to sit and lay low. I was determined to stay out of trouble, so I found a nice tree to sit up against while I watched all the people go by. I found watching all the different kinds of people walk through extremely interesting. All different types of hair colors, hairstyles, clothing, and weapons. Not to mention odd couples, siblings, and partners. All the new experiences were overwhelming. I found myself sitting there watching for longer than expected. After I had my fill, I got up from the tree and started heading back to Cooper. 

"Right where I left you," I said to myself as his sitting form became clear. He had his hat covering most of his face, I assumed it was to avoid detection. The last town made it very clear that ghouls were not welcome.

As I made my over to him I saw his head tilt and his eyes peer up at me from under his hat. I smiled at him, "No trouble here."

He snorted in response as his eyes flickered over to the men wrestling each other across the way. "You might be the only one darlin'."

I leaned up against his chair again, letting some weight off of my feet. "My feet are-" I start to say before a person caught my eye. Her unique outfit and soft hair made her stand out from the rest of the crowd. 

"A vaultie," Cooper responds, anticipating my question before it even forms.

"Those are real?" I gasp before leaning forward, wanting to get closer to her. 

"Yeah, they are real." Cooper sighed as his hand shot back up to my arm. "Don't talk to her."

I frown but I keep quiet as I continue to watch her. He then kicked my foot gently to draw my attention back to him. "I mean it, darlin'."

"Fine," I say sighing as she disappears into the shop across the way. I felt sadness creep into my stomach as his hand dropped down to his lap and went back to fiddling with an empty Jet bottle. The butterflies from earlier returned as I thought about his touch. I bit my lip as I stared up at the sky.

"What has gotten into me?" I thought to myself.

We stayed there in silence for some time before a man and a dog came into town, making his way to the same shop the vaultie was in. I recognized him from the drawing. It was the bounty. I shifted in anticipation as he started making conversation with the vaultie at the front door.

"So now what?" I whispered, excitement laced in my voice. 

"Now... you find somewhere to hide," Cooper said back. "And you don't come out till' I say so, got it?"

I frowned, confused. "Hide?" 

"They ain't gonna let me just take him, darlin'." He responded, shifting in his seat as he readied for action.

The implication was clear. There was going to be another shootout. Not only was I unarmed, but I was unfamiliar with weapons altogether. Hiding was definitely the best course of action for me. 

"Right," I said as I looked around before making my way behind one of the buildings.

Once I was finally out of view I heard Cooper's familiar voice, "Whilzig!" He shouted.

I peeked around the corner to see him walking up to the bounty. At this point, they were too far away for me to hear. I could tell that the people of the town now saw him for what he was as all eyes were on him, a ghoul. "That is a lot of people." I thought to myself. I was starting to worry.

"Now last night a bounty came in through all six agencies!" He shouted again. 

I whipped back around and pressed myself to the building taking deep breaths as I tried to tamp down the panic in my chest. Once the first gunshot rang out I could hear the townspeople scrambling. "Maybe no one will give him any trouble?" I thought to myself. I was being naive again, but I didn't care.

"I got a thousand bottle caps for whoever kills that fucker!" I heard a woman scream out. "But you don't get shit if I kill him first."

"Shit," I whispered. I took one last deep breath before I peeked back around the building. I watched as Cooper moved in a circle, taking count of all the men lining up to fight for those caps. Our eyes met for a moment. While my eyes were filled with fear, his eyes were filled with confidence. He gave me a small smirk before continuing to circle around, waiting for someone to be brave enough to take a shot. 

Once the shots started, all hell broke loose. I could hear wood breaking and bodies being thrown. Some of the ammunition even made its way through the buildings and out the other side. 

In defense, I curled up in a ball on the ground. I was so worried about him that I didn't even realize that I could be shot too.

When there was a brief pause in gunfire, I fought the temptation to look out again. "Don't come out till I say so." His words echoed in my head.

As the shots started up again, I felt something pierce my arm. I fought the urge to shout in pain as tears started to run down my face. One of the men's shots went through the building and into my arm. I look down to see a nail and some wood splinters sticking out of me. 

"Fuck." I whimpered as I cradled the wound trying to take deep breaths.

As I did my best to steady my breathing I heard a robotic voice say, "She said stand down ghoul."

I look around the corner to see a knight making his way towards Cooper, "Knight Titus of the Brotherhood of Steel. Stand down, or be cut down."

I couldn't hear Cooper's response, but I saw a look of disbelief and amusement on his face. 

"Just do what he says, please," I whisper to myself. "Cooper." Just as I finish saying his name he lifts his gun at the girl and the knight makes a run towards her, jumping in front of her to take the bullet. 

I squeeze my teary eyes together as I turn back around. If Cooper was going to be killed by this knight. I didn't want to see it. 

Gunshots rang out again, this time it was just Cooper and the knight. To distract myself I looked back down at my arm, still bleeding. I had no idea what to do so I decided to pull the nail out. I took a deep breath in anticipation before giving it a good, hard yank. I couldn't help the loud cry that escaped my mouth. At the same time, I heard a body fly into some wood nearby. "It's not Cooper, it's not Cooper," I repeated over and over again as I fussed over my arm. 

"Well, I'd say come up here and get me, but it's hard to walk upstairs while wearing a 12-piece cast-iron skillet set." Cooper chuckled.

Relief flooded my body when I heard his voice. The sudden sounds of bullets, explosions, and crashing filled my ears. I closed my eyes tight as I waited for it all to stop.

Eventually, I heard the knight flying overheard, clearly having lost control of his suit. It was over. 

"Y/n?" I heard Cooper yell out. 

I unsteadily got up on my feet and shuffled out from behind the building, still cradling my arm. "I am here."

As his eyes raked me over and stopped at my arm a look of concern washed over his face. He jogged over to take a closer look.

"I'm okay." I try and convince him as he gently touches my wound. 

"Those crocodile tears suggest otherwise, sugar." Cooper responds, giving me a small smile. "Let's find you a stimpack."

I nod my head as he wraps his arm protectively around me and guides me towards the shop. He only lets go when we reach the dog, wounded and whining on the ground. He gently picks it up and brings it into the shop with us. After putting the dog down on the table, he starts to rummage through the junk in the shop. 

"There's gotta be one around here somewhere." He mumbles. 

Between sniffles I say, "When you find one, give it to the dog."

He lets out a small chuckle as he finally finds what he's looking for. "Well lucky for us I found two."

"And the bounty?" I ask as he makes his way towards me.

"Ah, I'll get him," Cooper says, brushing off my concerns before he quickly stabs me with the needle.

"Ouch!" I whine as he rubs my arm while shushing me.

"You are okay, Darlin'." He coos.

"The dog-" I start.

"I got the dog." Cooper interrupts before giving the dog the other stimpack, petting his head gently. A smile erupts across his face as the dog pops up, immediately feeling better. "There."

I smile wide as I watch him with the dog. "You like dogs."

He looks over at me still smiling as his eyes flicker over to my arm. The wound was healed and I am no longer cradling it, the pain completely gone. "Feelin' better?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

All the feelings I had experienced during the shootout came flooding back to me as my smile faded. I felt overwhelmed with sadness, fear, and relief. "I-" I started as tears filled my eyes. 

"I was so worried about you!" I cried out as I ran towards him and wrapped my arms around him. 

Faster than it took to wrap my arms around him, I felt him rip me off. He dug his fingers into my shoulders as he held me at arm's length, shaking me gently. "Don't." He said sternly.

Embarrassment washed over me as I stared down at my feet. "I-"

"Just, don't." He interrupted, sighing before releasing me. "We will wait here until nightfall and then we'll follow Whilzig's trail. See if you can find anything useful around here while we wait."

"Okay," I whispered in response before shuffling to the other end of the store. The rejection stung so deeply that I could barely focus on what I was looking at. Right when he started to warm up to me, I ruined it.

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[indecenthoney]

"The Munchies"

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Have you ever had that one friend who acts like a completely different person after consuming alcohol? I sort of do. She's a tad bit on the shy side. Up until you present her with some candy. Her eyes would literally glow up at the sight. Not to mention, she becomes the clingiest, most loveable thing. I may be to blame for encouraging such behaviors, but how could I not? I could never ever get another reaction out of her if I wanted to. Completely deadpan, with a cold demeanor. It's enough to break a man's heart. Which brings me to my current situation. I may have a little crush on her. Or well a relatively big one. I've been meaning to ask her out in a good mood, but as I mentioned I could never really get that reaction. I wanted to find some way to help her relax a bit without needing the candies. I don't know. I wanted her to like me for me, you know?

"Hey... How long are you going to be working on that? It wouldn't kill you to take a break, you know? Uhuh... Dude! Let's hang out... This project isn't due till what... Two weeks from now... We can totally take our time... We're already halfway through... So let's go play something! Me? What does it look like I'm doing? I'm hugging you... I'm not going to stop hugging you until you follow me to play video games... I know you hate it... That's why I'm hugging you, silly... Either way, it's a win-win for me... Aw... and here I thought I'd get to hug you for an hour or two? Good choice... C'mon, I'll show you to my room..."

On my way to my room, I found her eye-ing out my kitchen. It was pretty obvious what her intentions were. I wasn't really sure either what snacks I had lying around in there, but I sent her off to my room to choose a game while I scrounged around for something for her to eat.

"Do you want something sweet? I thought so... I'll see what I can do... Uhuh... Just head down the hall, to the right... Make yourself comfortable!"

It was inevitable. Then again, I guess I'd rather give her what she wanted rather than see her disappointed. You should have seen me. I was a man on a mission trying to find those snacks. Eventually, I realized that there wasn't any lying around and I had to bear seeing her sad. Is it a reaction? Yes. Is it a good one? No. I took my time cleaning up and figuring out what to tell her. On my way down, I found myself stopping at the door after hearing some "noises". At first, I assumed it was something coming from the television. With my curiosity piqued, I barged in without a second thought. Unfortunately, this put me in a compromising situation. Okay, I know it's my house. But I should know better than to walk in without a warning. My friend was there. Of course, she was. Where else would she be? You know, I just didn't expect her to be on my pillow. Rubbing herself against it. I stood in shock as she mindlessly grinded herself not paying any mind to me. it was like she was in a sort of trance.

"Hey! W-woah... Uhm... What the fuck are you doing? Hahaha... uhm... F-fuck..."

I wasn't entirely sure what to do especially since there wasn't anything to play off on. She was grinding away. No response. But upon closer inspection, there were wrappers scattered on the floor and bed. The shy little thing got herself high from consuming the edibles placed on the tableside near my bed. I quickly rushed over to stop her. Placing my hands around her hips to keep her down. Only whimpers and tears were replaced with the sudden stop.

"H-hey... Shhh... Shhhh it's okay... I'm sorry... Ugh fuck... What am I supposed to do with you? Uhm... Let's see... H-hey! C'mon... It's okay... Why are you still crying? You can rub... It's okay... Stop crying, okay? I'm sorry for stopping you... "

After consuming this many brownies, I doubt she'd be able to speak. I'm surprised she was still even functioning at this point. I didn't expect her to have such a drastic personality change after a few brownies. She wouldn't stop crying. I soon realized her trying to move her hips faster. I guess the stimulation wasn't enough to satisfy her. Luckily, I had an idea. Not to fulfill my own selfish desires, but to help a friend out. I mean, what was I supposed to do? Leave her a whimpering sobby mess?

"I-it's okay... Just for a moment... Sit here... I know... I know it hurts... But we'll get it settled in a bit... You just have to be a good girl and listen, okay? That's it... Such a good girl... Does it feel good when I rub you there? Hm? I know it's hard to talk... Just nod your head... Yeah? Ah no... No moving your hips... If you wanna feel good then you'll have to listen, don't you? That's it... Nice and easy... Keep those legs spread for me, hun... Such a pretty lady... So needy... So wet... I'm only rubbing your clit and you're just leaking... Why don't we take these off, huh? We wouldn't want to ruin your panties more than we already have... Shhh... It's okay I'm just taking these off and we'll continue... I'll give a little more than just rubbing... I promise... Oh fuck... A literal bitch in heat... Gonna slide a finger in, okay? Oh? Well, don't you fit perfectly around my fingers... So tight... Mm... What pretty little noises you have... There's no need to be shy... It's okay to feel good..."

Slowly digging away into her deepest parts causing her to spasm. Choking on her moans as the pleasure increases. Her hands clasped around my forearm. A sign informing me that she's close to the edge. Slowing down my pace even more to keep from finishing too quickly. Soft slow strokes. My middle finger moving in and along her slit. A flick at her clit once at the top. Sending a shockwave of spasms throughout her body. I knew it was about time to give her a break. Running my fingers along her body; lifting her shirt. My hands finding their way up her bra. Running circles around her perky breasts. Pinching. Poking. Tugging.

"Hm? You're going to have to use your words... I'm not going to be able to understand you if all you do is moan and whimper... Please? You wanna cum? What's the magic word? Fine... In a bit... I'm still having my fun... Oh? Sensitive there, are we? Be good and I'll give you your reward... Pretty little thing... Does it feel good? Uhuh yeah? Sound so fucking stupid when I touch you here... Are you going to cum just from your nipples being played with? No cuz that would be pathetic, wouldn't it? Almost there, hun... Keep it up... You're doing such a good job for me..."

Hands appreciating every nook and cranny of her body. Tempting her but never really touching the place that needs it the most. Lips pressed. Tongues rolled. A dance of oral pleasure. The taste of brownies lingered on my tongue. How many wrappers were there? I wouldn't be surprised if I got high from tasting her lips. If it were my choice, I would spend an eternity in this bliss. However, she quickly made her needs known. Whimpers and tears once flood the room. Her inability to stay still grew restless as I toyed with her body. One final kiss and I was on my knees. Pulling her hips to the edge of the bed. The softness of her thighs welcomed my cheeks with each kiss. I start to salivate; eager to run my tongue along the drippy mess I've made. In my own trance, I started eating away at her. A different type of hunger had filled me. Something that couldn't be satiated so easily. I wanted her to quake my touch. Moan at the very thought of me. Get wet at every little word I mutter as I adore her perfection.

"Mmph... Fuck... you taste so good, hun... Mmm... I know... I know... I shouldn't talk with my mouth full... I can't help it... You're just too damn pretty right now..."

Her grip tightens; pulling my head into her. Her morality leaking between her legs as I lapped my tongue into her depths. A wave after wave of orgasms causes her to shake. Even with my tongue gently finding its way around her clit, it brings her to the edge over and over. I found pleasure in serving her. With cock in hand, I stroked myself to completion. Even then it was barely enough to fill that hunger. Grabbing her wrists I stood above her; pinning down her arms before placing my cock against the opening of her pussy. Feeling her squirm on the tip. Watching her eyes roll back as the length of cock disappears into her.

"Hey hey... Shush... You're doing such a great job... Mhm... I know you came... I'm sorry, sweetie... Just a little longer, you can take it... All you have to do is stay still and be pretty, okay? Can you do that for me, hun? Mhm... Good girl... Not a single thought behind those pretty eyes, huh? That's it... Cum as you please... I'm not stopping you..."

Hands pinned above her head as I rut into her in the most animalistic, primal way. Enjoying every bit of her reactions as I pump my cum back into her. Even as she drifts off to sleep, I found myself using her and using her. Satiating my hunger. I was unsure of how things would play out tomorrow, so I wanted to enjoy myself while it lasted. Making my mark. Filling her to the brim. I wore myself out. But even then, I wanted to use her. Finger the very holes I came in. Fucking her with my fingers to keep the cum from leaking. Never wanting this happiness to end.

"Oh! You're awake... What happened? Well... You kinda nodded off while I was looking for snacks... You okay? A dream? You were moving a lot during it... but I didn't wanna wake you from your nap... Sore? Hm... You're probably just hungry... Here... I found some brownies... It's really good... You should try some!"

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Take a bite,

Honey

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[sneakyparsnipslicer]

Power Play

It was never meant to have happened, but in all fairness I'm glad it did. I do have an unspoken duty of care after all.

I'm Gavin, 22, studying at Uni for theatre. Friends have always said I've got an uncanny talent for acting, able to hide how I'm feeling, telling the most convincing lies, but despite that I do have an earnest care for my friends and for some that's a big deal.

So, it all happened one Friday night, some of the girl friends were hosting a house party. Alcohol, music, conversation, the usual. My friend Janice had asked if I was free earlier and invited me. I hadn't seen her all week so the chance to catch up is always welcome. I put on my best clothes and headed off to the house which thankfully wasn't too far from my own place. I brought along some Amaretto for the party and got to mingling with others. I arrived quite early so there weren't too many people around and I got the chance to meet the partygoers and meet up with Janice.

'Hey Gav, glad you could make it! Got some pretty big news!' whispered Janice excitedly in my ear.

'Really? What is it?' I asked eagerly. She waved her left hand in front of my face, a gold ring on her finger. My jaw dropped.

'Tina proposed to me, we're getting married in the New Year!' she cried. I smiled and hugged her. Tina was a friend of ours and had confided to me in secrecy that she had a crush on Janice, and over the space of a year it looks like they'd both hit it off really well.

'Congrats, that's awesome!' I cried. 'Is Teen here tonight?'.

'Yeah she's just over in the other room, I'll go get her' said Janice, and she made her way through to the kitchen. I sat down on the sofa and waited a while. More and more partygoers arrived and as the night went on I forgot about Janice and Tina.

Getting progressively tipsy and humming along to 'Tainted Love', someone slumped down on the sofa next to me.

'Fuck them lesbians' sighed a voice. I opened my eyes and looked to my right, there sat a guy that looked about 30 with a bottle of Budweiser in his hand, shaking his head.

'What's up?' I asked, looking to him in concern. The guy looked to me and shrugged.

'Same fucking story everywhere I go, I see a cute girl, magically they're gay. Swear every fucker's gay these days' he said, taking a sip of his drink. I didn't say anything, took a sip of my drink and looked across the room. I could see past the crowd by the doorway was Janice. She was consoling Tina, who was crying. We caught eachother's eyes and I tilted my head subtly to the guy next to me, she nodded and kissed Tina on the head. I understood the situation.

'So how about you my man? You smashing some puss tonight?' the guy asked, looking me up and down. I turned to him and smiled.

'Nah mate, I'm more for the buss!' I replied, winking. The guy almost spat his drink out.

'Fuck off mate, you ain't gay!' he said laughing. I sighed.

'Oh sorry, were you expecting something more like this?' I asked, dangling my wrist and swiping the air camply. He laughed again, looking at me in disbelief.

'For a moment there I could've sworn you were straight' he said.

'Well you know, not all of us act camp, I like what I like but keep it on the down low' I replied, to which he nodded. I felt like I needed to move this along.

'Say, do you work out?' I asked, looking to his arms. He looked and flexed his right arm.

'Ah, you like what you see?' he asked smugly, grinning. I nodded and took another sip of my drink. He chuckled softly.

'You know, I've never tried a guy before' he said quietly, leaning in a little closer.

'Might be your lucky night' I suggested. He started nodding and bit his lower lip, taking a good look at me. I could have cackled at how easy it was to get him invested.

'What do you say we go find somewhere quiet to… break some new ground?' he asked, chuckling. I could have suplexed myself from the eye roll I wanted to do, but I had to keep my composure and giggled.

'Well, my place is just down the road, should give us a chance to get to know eachother better' I smiled. He drank the last of his drink and stood up. I happened to catch sight of his bulge as he offered a hand to lift me up, predictable. I tenderly placed my hand in his and he hoisted me up onto my feet, grinning.

'Let's get going then!' he said, heading off out of the house. I followed behind him, giving Janice a quick thumbs up and a wink as she nodded understandingly, mouthing the words 'Thank you'.

We returned to my place, him squeezing my ass and getting excited all the while. I unlocked the front door and invited him in. As soon as I was done locking the door, he made his move, pinning me to the door and burying his nose in my shoulder blade, taking a deep sniff.

'Mmm, you smell good!' he said. I rolled my eyes.

'It's Playboy' I said passively. He pulled his nose out.

'That's what I'll call you! Playboy!' he said, smiling maniacally.

'Sure thing, umm' I said, looking to him for a name.

'Just call me Daddy you cocksucking bitch!' he growled, pinning me further into the door and kissing my neck. Daddy, how fucking predictable. I could just see how this was going to go down. He pulled away and exhaled, stroking my chest.

'I'll bet you're a right little slut aren't you, Playboy?' he asked, fiddling with my shirt buttons, slowly revealing my chest.

'Oh for sure!' I grinned, moving in to kiss him. He hesitated but proceeded to kiss me back. I moved my hands behind his shoulders, embracing him. I could feel his dick pressing against my leg, he was totally enjoying it.

'Fuck me!' he said, dazed.

'Don't you mean fuck ME, Daddy?' I asked. He started laughing and moved his hands down to my thighs.

'Didn't think I'd ever be doing this with a guy, it feels so good' he said, looking into my eyes, amazed.

'Well, let's enjoy this then' I said, taking him by the hands and guiding him to my bedroom.

We got into the room and he thrust me down on the bed, biting his lip.

'Alright, strip down Playboy, nice and slow' he said, stroking his own crotch. I sat smirking as I kicked off my shoes and undid the last buttons on my shirt, taking it off and throwing it away. I went to unbuckle my belt when he stopped me.

'Come over here, I wanna try something' he said. Walking over he turned me around and began to unbuckle my belt whilst his cock was grinding against my butt. Always so cute when first timers try to be all freaky.

'You like that?' he asked, resting his chin on my left shoulder, watching as he pulled my shorts down.

'Yes Daddy' I said breathily, trying not to laugh. He dropped my shorts and began rubbing my butt through my boxers with his hands.

'Oh that ass feels so good Playboy, can't wait to explore it!' he whispered.

'I sure hope Daddy's packing tonight' I replied. With that he turned me back to face him, pulled me into a passionate kiss and carried me over to the bed, laying me down on it. Getting on top of me, he looked down as I looked back up at him. I began to pull at his shirt and he took it off, revealing his muscular chest, I'll admit it wasn't half bad. Then I began to unbuckle his belt and pull his jeans down, which he kicked off and there we were on the bed in our boxers.

'Open Daddy's pants!' he ordered, and I nodded, slipping them down his thighs. His dick sprung free, big and girthy, just how I like them.

'Ooooh, Daddy's got a big one!' I remarked in surprise, looking at it. He placed a hand under my chin, lifting it up to face him.

'Suck it, Playboy' he said, and so I began to do so, placing it in my mouth and beginning the blowjob. As it went on, his face became more strained as he tried not to shoot his load.

'Shit, you're good!' he moaned, looking to the ceiling. Eventually he stopped me and turned me over, pulling my boxers down.

'Alright Playboy, going in!' he chuckled. I could have cackled there and then, but I had to withold on the irony of that line. He began to spread my ass cheeks and inserted the tip of his dick, which slipped in easily. Even he was shocked.

'Damn, I thought you'd be tighter!' he said.

'C'mon Daddy, I'm a whore remember? Don't ruin this for yourself' I replied, massaging his leg. He nodded and continued to ride my backside, shaking the bed doing so. I'll admit this guy fucked with feeling, and as it went on and he reached climax, he wasn't aware of what else was going on.

When he finally came, sweaty and panting, he whooped in amazement.

'Wow Playboy, that was amazing!' he laughed, pulling himself away, but he soon realised he couldn't remove his dick from my ass.

'What's the matter Daddy? Too balls deep in me to let go?' I asked, turning my head to look at him. To his horror, his hands were beginning to sink slowly into my back, his pelvic region already sunk furthest into mine, and our feet had merged.

'Yo, what the fuck's going on?!' he shouted, but he couldn't pull himself free, he continued to sink into me as I began to cackle.

'You just fucked your way into a whole lot of trouble my guy!' I replied, laughing as he struggled.

'Let me go you fucking freak!' he roared as our legs were fully joined and his arms had sunk in.

'You upset my friends tonight, 'Daddy'. The lesbians you were moaning about, they just got engaged and you just had to come along and ruin their day' I said coldly as his back and shoulders sank in, him yelling out for help.

'And for the record, the name's Gavin. Suits me well considering how many homophobic, misogynistic pricks like you I've been gathering up to stop my friends being harrassed' I explained. By now the guy's face had melted into the back of my head and his screams became more and more muffled. Eventually he was fully sunk inside me, his added mass stretching me out and I began jerking my own dick, getting off my bed and spunking a few heavy loads on the carpet, excising myself of him. I looked at the pool of cum as it began to dry into the carpet.

'That's all you ever were, just a stain on society's carpet. Thanks for the muscles though' I said, cracking my neck and massaging my new muscleculture, reaching for my clothes. Though I thought to slip on the guy's jeans, they fitted me pretty nicely.

Making my way back over to Janice's place, most of the partygoers were filling out of the house. I went back in and found Tina and Janice, their faces lit up.

'Gav! Did you take care of that bastard?' asked Janice hopefully.

'Hey, I'm wearing his jeans aren't I?' I asked, turning to show them off 'Plus he filled me out a bit'. Janice shook her head, but smiled.

'I don't know how you do it, but thank you' said Tina, bowing her head. I pulled them both into a hug.

'Forget about him, he won't be bothering anyone anymore. Nobody messes with my friends' I said, looking to them in admiration.

'You're definitely gonna be the Best Man at the wedding, you know that right?' asked Janice. I folded my arms and rolled my eyes.

'And here I was hoping to be Chief Bridesmaid, oh well!' I sighed, shrugging. Janice and Tina began chuckling as I turned my attention to cleaning up the empty bottles and beer cans that the guests had left.

#male tf #transformation #gay #merging

[httpsryu]

b.f.s (best friend's sister) pt. 1

pairing: mo jihye x fem!reader

summary: it was always a thing, noticing your best friend's older sister. ever since you were a young girl.

category: strangers-to-friends-to-lovers au

genre: fluff, slight angst (?)

warnings: JEALOUSY

a/n: thanks for the anon who requested this! i had so much fun writing this :)

'it's only a year in the name of love'; you tell yourself as you cannot help but to look at your best friend's older sister, jihye who walks past you two and into the kitchen to grab a quick snack.

sure, you know jihye would never return your feelings back (hell, she doesn't even know about them) but it never hurts to dream a little bit over the beyond, right?

"earth to y/n~" your best friend, mo maya hits your head with her pen to grab your attention.

HUH??

"was i zoning out again?" you ask with a grin, already knowing you were in fact daydreaming about mo jihye.

maya nods with her signature upside down smile. "if you keep zoning out, we'll never get done with this science homework."

why is sophomore year so hard? especially, with the dreadful chemistry homework the teacher is constantly assigning.

"you two alright over there?" jihye comes out from the kitchen, her hand holding a bowl full of strawberries. "do you need help?"

maya groans, shaking her head as she grips on the pen. "i want to try to do this myself."

"suit yourself." jihye shrugs, turning to you. "y/n, do you need any help?"

locking eyes with THE mo jihye has got to be one of the best dreams come true, yet alone, this moment of her talking to you is also another dream come true. you cannot help but to nod at the older, scooting over to make room for the other to sit besides you.

jihye lets out a small smile, placing her bowl on the table next to your books before sitting down on the floor.

"hmm, let's see." she leans just a bit closer to you, however, you could smell the florals and a slight sandalwood scent exhibiting from her. "ahh, i remember how to do this."

jihye opens her hand out, waiting for you to drop your pen in.

"huh?" you let out, about to put your own hand in.

the other girl can't help but to laugh at your cuteness. "silly, i meant your pen."

'fuck my life' you curse to yourself mentally, handing the pen to her while feeling heat rush upon your face.

jihye smiles at you, giggling a little bit at how adorable you looked.

'cute.' she can't help but to think to herself, looking at you with adoration. (like a little sister, of course)

maya groans again, constantly erasing the blank line which at this point, is no longer existing. "i need a small snack break, do you want anything, y/n?"

you look up at your best friend, shaking your head at her. "thank you though."

"anytime darling." maya sticks her tongue out, running off into their kitchen.

jihye scoots her bowl of strawberries to you. "your favorite strawberries! here, have some."

"oh. i'm okay, thank you unnie." you smile at the girl besides you.

the older nods, trying to ignore the slight sadness of you rejecting her strawberries by looking back down at the question. "okay, for this one, all you have to do is balance the redox reaction by..."

you blank out, zoning out as you look at the older girl's delicate yet strong features. from her dark yet stunning eyes, her precious moles, her delicate but very standing cheekbones and how her lips always had the pretty shine to them.

it's no fair for the entire universe because mo jihye simply exists.

"do you understand it now?"

HUH? OH-

you take a few seconds to process the fact that you just zoned out again. daydreaming about jihye in front of her! how embarrassing is that?

"ohh, i see!" you lie, hoping she would not question you about it further.

putting the pen down, jihye proudly grins. "great! if you need extra help on anything else, let me know. you already know where my room is so just knock and i'll be here."

"thanks unnie." you shyly say, looking down at your homework.

jihye can't pinpoint how you feel about her. do you not like her? she's always have tried becoming closer to you, ever since she met you while she was 8 and you were 7. now, you guys are 17 and 16.

surely, she would think that you two would've been closer by now, however, you seem to be a bit distance and precautious around her.

"oh. of-of course." jihye manages to say without sounding a bit too upset. "i'll see you around, y/n."

you watch as the love of your life descended up the stairs, letting out a dreamy sigh afterwards. "jihye unnie is so pretty."

however, each moment cannot go unwasted without another one of maya's groan.

"why is there never any ice cream left?" maya exclaims, shutting the freezer with a slam before coming out the kitchen with oreos and pretzels.

you wait, in the usual place where you'll see jihye past by ONCE daily throughout the whole school.

"can we just go now?" kyujin whines, begging to leave for lunch already.

you turn to her with a glare, prompting her to sigh and sit down on the stairs.

"let y/n get her daily one glimpse of jihye." eunchae defends you, scanning the halls for any sign of maya.

maya doesn't know, she never noticed at all. even when you two were children. and she never will know. liking mo jihye is a secret from maya because you know maya won't tolerate it.

but then again; love makes you crazy, right?

at least that's what eunchae argues.

"in 5,4,3,2,1..i see her!" you exclaim, watching from the end of the hallway of jihye walking out with some friends.

kyujin and eunchae looks at how smitten you are, giggling at the way your eyes fall in love with jihye.

"she looks amazing." you barely manage to let out, noticing the way her hair is tied up into a high ponytail, the uniform she wore today compliments her complexion, and the light gloss on her lips always sealed the day for you.

eunchae reaches to tap on your shoulder, exclaiming. "maya's coming over here."

you really don't want to keep this a secret from maya, but having a liking towards her older sister is something you know maya will never let go of.

"act normal, act normal." kyujin clears her throat, taking out her portable mirror to fix her bangs.

your best friend spots you from across the hall, waving at you as her eyes lit up with love.

"you guys know you don't have to wait for me every day, right?"

you shrug, grabbing her arm to hook with yours. "why wouldn't we?"

okay; maybe you were here to see jihye but waiting for maya is also a plus. killing two birds with one stone, right?

"okay, i am starving!" kyujin whines even more, stomping her feet.

jihye comes back from school, expecting to see both you and maya sprawled out in the living room as usual. however, upon opening the door, jihye is met with just her sister.

"oh? no y/n?" jihye asks, taking off her shoes.

the younger sister makes a weird incoherent noise (no surprise there). "a girl asked her out today."

stopping in her tracks of untying her laces, jihye looks up. "a girl?"

maya raises one of her brows up, brushing off the weird reaction from her sister. "yeahh..? she's new, i'm sure it's for help around the library since she works there with y/n now."

"oh. cool."

"yep! anyways, wanna hang out and go for some ice cream?" the younger turns off the t.v, hoping her sister would want to spend time with her today.

jihye contemplates, for a second, she wanted to say no and lock herself in her room to figure out who this new girl is but she ultimately nods. "just let me change out of the uniform and we can head out."

"awesome!" maya smiles excitedly, jumping off from where she was sitting earlier and rushing over to put her shoes on. "we can go to the new shop y/n keeps raving about."

y/n.

jihye does not understand why but her heart has a weird ting at the sound of your name. she wishes you were here to go out and enjoy ice cream with them. she wants you to acknowledge her, to get rid of that awkward weird air around you two.

but, she can't figure out how.

"you're paying, right sis?" the small glint in maya's eyes leads jihye to exclaim a loud laugh.

jihye pats the younger's head. "yes, my treat."

"awesome, i did NOT have any money to my name."

"why did miss. lee gave us so many boxes to sort through?" you grumble to haerin, stretching out your arms after sitting down for a long period of time. "she normally gives us two boxes MAX."

haerin makes a noise in agreement, however her eyes are focusing on you and only you. she loves when you wear that pink bow in your hair, it looks really pretty on you.

"how are you adjusting to school?" you curiously ask, getting up from the chair as you start to tidy up the back room of the library.

the raven-haired girl sighs, folding the boxes flat so it would be easy to recycle. "it's nice, it's just hard making friends."

"that's because you're a shy, quiet, pretty girl." you respond, returning to the middle table to pick up the new books to stack at the back. "i had to introduce myself to you first."

haerin feels her heartbeat racing again, very loudly too. "you think i'm pretty?"

"uh huh! you're cute too! maybe that's why people are intimated to come up to you, i get it though." you giggle, looking back at your friend. "you know, my friends have been telling me about how they've been wanting to become closer to you."

"i don't know about that..y/n.." haerin comes over to you, handing you another stack of new books. "it's just crowded, you know?"

haerin is a really introverted girl, you understand her.

"the vibes is getting depressing in here, haha." haerin giggles, looking at the time on her phone. "we finished pretty early, do you wanna go grab some ice cream? my treat."

at the sound of ice cream, you could've sworn you heard birds chirping a beautiful tune. "um yes!! there's this new shop that my brother and i go to often!"

"well, looks like we're going there." haerin smiles softly at the way you look excited, she can't help but to continue staring.

you laugh, scanning the room as fast as you could before grabbing your backpack. "everything looks good here! front desk looks good too."

"guess the ice cream is calling us." the raven-haired female slings her backpack around, waiting for you to link your arm with hers. "let's go."

jihye blinks. once. twice. and once more.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE WITH A GIRL?

"oo, looks like haerin is finally making her moves." maya giggles behind her hand, looking afar from the entrance of the ice cream shop. "aww, wait, they're kinda cute."

haerin. cute? moves?

jihye doesn't like the sound of this at all.

how old is this haerin girl anyways? is she senior or some college freshie? why is she even allowed to make moves on you?

why has maya not said anything about this haerin girl to her until now? you're like a younger sister to jihye too!

"so..this haerin girl in your grade or something?" jihye asks, pulling out her wallet as she scans the ice cream options.

cookies and cream. you love cookies and cream.

"yeah, she's really quiet." maya replies, her eyes onto both haerin and you. "but, y/n tells us that haerin actually talks and laughs a lot."

you do have that effect on people. jihye just wishes you were more like that with her. is it because she's maya's OLDER sister? jihye doesn't think the one-year age difference isn't the cause of it but could it?

"can i have on scoop of cookies and cream and one scoop of dark chocolate?" jihye gets her card out of her wallet, trying to not think too much of you.

maya giggles, seeing the way haerin's eyes are melting with adoration for you. "look at her! she's basically in love!"

"woah! you guys are too young for love." jihye says with a slight weirdness in her tone, handing the card to the cashier. "besides, you should be focusing on trying to pass chemistry."

maya groans in response. "UGHH, you're only a year older than us."

"besides, i don't think y/n's the type to like someone at the moment." jihye is telling herself a lie, she doesn't even know if you are or aren't interested in all that romance stuff so why does she get to say that about you?

the younger nods, agreeing with her sister. "true. but, haerin can change that hehe."

"oh please." jihye rolls her eyes, handing the scoop of dark chocolate to maya before returning to the worker. "thank you!"

maya scans where to sit, contemplating on scoping in on the date or giving you two privacy since she knows how haerin is as a person.

"let's leave those two alone." maya is about to walk off into a different direction before jihye grabs her wrist.

"wait, let's sit kind of far from them but enough to check out what's going on over there." the brunette haired squints her eyes at how haerin is offering a spoonful of her ice cream to you.

maya raises one of her brows up, AGAIN! why is her sister acting so weird right now?

"i think we should just sit somewhere us..." maya trails off, not wanting to make her sister upset.

the older one ignores the younger, already making her way to a seat that's close enough yet far to spy on both you and haerin. (jihye is just being an overprotective older sister, right? RIGHT?)

upon sitting down, jihye watches as you accepted the spoonful of ice cream from haerin.

"NO!" jihye screams, afraid of you perhaps getting sick from the shared germs.

maya sighs, facepalming herself as she tries to hide her face from you.

you hear a specific voice; well known voice to you, perhaps, your favorite voice. "jihye unnie?"

ehehehe; not me stopping on a cliffhanger :P

#kpop x reader #kpop imagines #new jeans x reader #new jeans imagines #danielle x reader #newjeans danielle #newjeans x reader #mo jihye #mo jihye x reader #jihye x reader

[sunny44]

New bra

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Girlfriend!reader

Warnings: mentions of sex, lingerie

Summary: Y/n bought a new set of lingerie and and decided to send a picture for her boyfriend.

After spending the day at the mall with my best friend to distract myself from the fact that I will not see my boyfriend for another week, I ended up buying many things including a new set of lingerie in red.

Obviously Charles will love the fact that it is this color and after I took a shower and put it on to see how it would look I had the idea of sending him a picture to see how he would react.

Charlie 💋

Me

Baaaaaabe

Come here

I have a surprise for you

Charlie 💋

Hey baby girl

I'm here ready for my surprise

Me

Are you alone?

Charlie 💋

Yes

Why?

Me

I want your opinion on something

What do you think about this?

Charlie 💋

Holy fuck

Why? Just why?

Why did you have to send me this?

Me

You don't like it?

Charlie 💋

That's the problem

I like it too much and know I'll have to take a cold shower and because of you I'm gonna get late for an important meeting

Me

Okay so I'll never send this types of photo for you again

Charlie 💋

Don't do that

Keep sending

Just tell me before you do it

Well I'm going to take a shower and I'll talk to you later

Love you

Me

Love you more Charlie

And I can't wait for you to get home so you can see this in person

Charlie 💋

Believe me I'll rip this off of you in the moment I get in the house

Wait for me wearing that

Me

Whatever you want

See you ❤️

After this conversation the only thing I could do was laugh, but I knew that the moment he came home things would get really hot.

...

When he told me he was coming home I decided to prepare a special dinner for us but when he arrived he didn't even give me time to say anything, he just grabbed me and started kissing me.

"I really hope you are wearing that lingerie under this dress." He says kissing my neck.

"I'm not." He squeezes my ass harder. "But underneath this dress there is nothing."

"That’s even better." He whispers and places me on his lap leading me to our bedroom.

"Charlie" I moan softly as his hands run all over my body.

"Hmm?"

"Aren't we going to eat dinner?"

"I don’t know about you but I'm going to eat now." I started laughing as soon as he threw me on the bed.

...

"My gosh, I was starving.” I told him as soon as I warmed up the pasta I had made for our dinner.

I was wearing only panties and the Ferrari t-shirt that Charles was wearing when he arrived, and he was wearing black sweatpants and socks while eating.

"Me too." He says and I laugh since his face was dirty with sauce. "What?"

"Come here." He walked over to the other side of the countertop where I was standing and I ran my thumb across the corner of his mouth wiping it clean. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too." He gave me a kiss and smiled. "What do you say we take a romantic trip over the vacations?"

"I think that's a great idea." I gave him a kiss and we continued eating our dinner.

We spent the rest of the night on the couch watching movies covered in our blanket and after a while I had an idea, I told him I was going to get a charger for my cell phone but I actually went to put on the lingerie set I had bought for him.

"So?" He turns around and his eyes sparkled and a smile appeared on his face. "Do you think it looks better in person?"

"Absolutely." He says already standing up and I was still standing at the top of the stairs. "But I think I need to take a closer look before I can give my final answer."

He ran up, taking me in his lap, and once again we ended up in the bedroom.

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[theliterarybeldam]

Scout's Honor

Jake Sully x Na’vi Reader note: something short I was thinking about with a young Jake. Is this my best work? Definitely not, but I had to get it out. Enjoy!

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Summary: Y/n does something she's never done before with Jake Sully

"Come on, you're telling me that you were born here and you've never flown a banshee?" Jake teased.

I had taught him to make the bond with his banshee, but somehow he found out that I've never bonded with one myself.

"I prefer to stay on the ground....or in the trees. Being in the air has never interested me." I answered softly, not meeting his eyes.

"That's crazy, being in the air is one of the most exhilarating things I've done with my life." He said, as he plopped down next to me.

"Mm I've never really thought about it." I answered with a shrug.

There was silence between us, as I worked on carving a new bow. I looked up and saw Jake was looking at me thoughtfully.

"What?"

"Fly with me," he said, a smile growing on his face. "I'll keep you safe, scout's honor."

I frowned slightly at his phrasing. "What's a scout?"

Jake laughed and shook his head, interested in how I was making my bow.

Night had fallen and life on our planet started to glow as it always does. The markings on Jake's banshee seemed to glow brighter as he made the bond and climbed on.

Nervousness had made it's home in my stomach throughout the day. Not because I would be flying, but because I would be the closest I've ever been to Jake Sully.

I had kept my distance while we taught him the Omaticaya ways, and he had respectfully kept his as well. But only Eywa knew the connection we had to each other, and she had been trying her hardest to make it happen.

"Ready?" He asked me, holding out a hand.

I nodded, taking a deep breath, and grabbed onto his hand. I climbed on the banshee behind him, his hand moving to my thigh as he pressed me closer to his back. This small movement was somehow respectful and filled with lust at the same time, and I wasn't sure how to handle it.

"Hang on!" He said before clicking his tongue, sending his banshee diving off floating mountain.

I let out a shocked scream, wrapping my arms tightly around his waist. I could feel his laughter in his chest as he straightened us out. We started gliding through the mountains, but I kept my tight grip around him.

I leaned my cheek on his back watching the scenery go past us. Jake's hand came up again to stroke my thigh in a soothing manner.

"You alright back there?"

"I should fly more often." I giggled.

I swear his heartbeat sped up at the sound.

"Only if you fly with me." He mumbled.

This made me smile more as I pressed my hand to his chest where his heart is and kissed a spot between his shoulder blades.

"Of course I will. Scout's honor."

He let out a loud laugh squeezing my thigh gently before making the banshee speed up.

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May I please request price x pregnant wife reader. While they are deployed new neighbors move in, well the male neighbor ends up being a creep and watches reader when she's in the yard and often comes over to her house just to be a creep. Reader doesn't want to tell her husband because she doesn't want him stressing himself. Well when he finally makes it home he notices she's acting strange Or his son (if you wanna add them already having kids) tells him what's going on. He goes into protective mood and handles the situation. Thank you and I love your fics ❤️❤️❤️

I'm slowly but surely getting back to writing again! Enjoy <3 CW: Creepy behaviour from neighbour (fuck that guy) unwanted touching aaand that's it I think. [2K+ Words]

You hummed softly as your husband kissed you for the fifth time while walking to the front door. “You should go before someone gets mad” you say while he holds you by the waist and pulls you closer to him “Laswell will be fine for a bit” he mumbles before peppering you with kisses “John!” you giggle and then you hear the loud running footsteps of your son coming down the stairs. 

“Daddy, I'm ready to come with you!” you turn to see your son dressed in similar gear you’ve seen John wear before with his nerf gun in his hand. John lets go of your waist and walks over to your son, dropping to one knee he straightens up the hat on his head and laughs “You can’t come with, your son frowns before your husband finishes his sentence, because who else will protect the girls?” he points back to you and reaches up to touch your stomach. 

You found out you were having a girl last week and you couldn’t contain your excitement, you love your son to pieces but you wanted to at least have one of each which now you will do. 

“Okay… I'll protect mummy and sissy!” he bounces on his feet and launches himself onto John. Wrapping his strong arms around him he lifts him from the ground and tickles his stomach before throwing him onto the sofa “See you soon bud” “Bye dad!” 

John chuckles before giving you one last kiss and whispering something in your ear which leaves you in a flustered mess. You watch him get into his car and back out of the driveway, it was always hard to see him go, but you know that he’ll come back. You wave at him until he turns the corner down the next street and you sigh before going back inside and seeing your son bouncing on the sofa cushions. 

“Cmon, let's go build a fort!” you say excitedly and watch as your son rips apart the whole couch for the big cushions. It's a tradition at this point when John leaves. Build a fort, watch Cars all night and eat as much popcorn humanly possible. Tradition. 

A couple of days later you were outside sweeping the leaves on your driveway while listening to the radio you had perched on a windowsill. 

As you were doing so, you failed to see the wandering eyes of your new neighbour. He stood on his driveway with a box in his hands glancing your way. When you turned around he was already gone inside of his house without you seeing his previous glare. 

You rested your hands on your hips as you took in the leaf free ground, you know they will reappear but it was something to keep you busy other than taking your son to school. 

“Looks good” you heard a voice say and you nearly jumped out of your skin, your neighbours never speak to you for some unknown reason so this truly shocked you. “Sorry, didn't mean to scare you there darling” your eyes find brown ones and you take in the new person. “I just moved in next door and thought I'd introduce myself, Adam” he puts out a hand and you go to shake it but he seemed to hold on for a lot longer than you had liked. 

“Hi” you introduce yourself and tell him your name which he repeated back to you. The air seemed a little awkward as he just stood there while the radio played in the background. “Well, if you ever need anything, and i mean anything then i’ll be next door” he waves before leaving you alone and going back into his house. You do the same and lock it behind you before getting on with some jobs inside of the house. 

When you came home from picking your son Gabe up from school, there was a knock on your door and Gabe shouted for you to open it. “Hey no shouting” you whisper while rubbing your head at the loud sound. When you open the door you’re met with your neighbour and plaster a fake smile on your face. 

“I hope i'm not intruding” he says while looking down at his watch, you shake your head and want him to get on with whatever he wants from you. 

“I made some cookies and got a little carried away with my new oven so i thought i’d bring some over” he pushes a blue polkadot tin into your field of vision and your son comes to the door “Cookies?!” he grabs the tin but you take it off him and give your neighbour a smile “That's very nice of you but my son is allergic to most ingredients” you lie while handing it back to him, he takes it off you with a frown but perks up “Ah nevermind then! Have a good night darling” you cringe at the name he gives you but you don’t say anything about it and shut the door. 

“I'm not allergic to cookies…” Gabe mumbles in confusion and you steer him into the kitchen to grab him one you bought. “Don’t take food from strangers” is all you say before closing the blinds in your house and seeing the outline of your neighbour inside of his house. 

John had always drilled safety points into your head, even if the person seems harmless there isn’t any harm in being careful. With his job you’d think he knows a thing or two about safety, after all he's seen more things that you could possibly ever have. 

The next few days you’ve been weary of your neighbour, his actions were weird and you had a strange vibe from him. Your son had picked up on your behaviour and asked you multiple times why he was not allowed to play outside but you just told him it was too cold to. 

You knew your neighbour was out as his car wasn’t in the driveway so you let your son play with his football while you replaced the lightbulb on your patio. You could’ve wait until John was home but you were capable and it's one less job for him to do.

As you were putting the bulb inside you heard footsteps come up the stairs and you thought it was your son “Hey Gabe could you pass me the cover please sweetie” you ask while pointing blindly to the ground. You were up on some ladders so it would be easier for him to get it if he just came up to you. 

You felt it touch your hand and then as you screwed it back into the right spot you felt hands hold your hips. Shocking you, the cover fell out of your hands and smashed onto the floor. Turning around you’re met with the brown eyes of your neighbour and quickly scramble down the small step ladders. 

“What are you doing here?” your heart was beating fast and you looked around to see your son still playing with his football on the grass. “I saw you and thought you might need some help, wouldn’t want you or the baby to get hurt” he smiles with his oddly creepy smile. 

“I don't want you coming near me or touching me again” you say in a firm voice and he raises a brow not expecting you to say anything about how he had his hands on your body. You cross your arms over your chest and he lets out a chuckle before stepping away with his arms in the air “Alright alright, i guess being a nice person is a bad thing now” you glare at him as he walks down the stairs and past where your son is standing watching.

“Is everything okay mummy?” he asks while holding his football in his hand and you just smile before nodding “Yes but be careful there's glass up here” you motion at the floor where there's a mess of glass shards everywhere. 

You could see your neighbour watching you still which sends an uncomfortable feeling in your body. You can't wait until your husband comes home.   

You had avoided going out as much as possible, too scared to face the man next door. You had a bad dream last night about him, he broke into your home which made you stay up for the rest of the night in your son's room while he slept soundly. Gabe did wake up confused as to why you were in his room but you told him there was a spider in your room and was too scared to sleep in there. 

You didn't want to worry him but he did make you laugh when he picked up his slipper and marched into your room to find the spider. 

Tonight John was coming home and you were so relieved when you heard his voice on the phone. Everything that has happened with your neighbour over the past few weeks has really turned you into a different person. 

Gabe was overly excited and was wearing you out, with the lack of sleep and also being pregnant is starting to make you tired. You had put on a movie but soon enough fell asleep to the soothing sound of the main character's voice. 

You didn't hear the front door open or the loud squeals of your son welcoming his dad home. You did however feel the figure of someone hovering over you, their large hands moved hair from your face and caressed your cheek. A kiss was placed on your forehead and you woke up with a start and darted your hand out which made contact with your husband's face, well you didn't know it was him until he looked at you with a confused look. 

“Oh John! I'm so sorry” you apologise with a mortified expression, your hands reached out and grabbed his cheeks trying to soothe the hit. “You okay? You've never done that before” he asks while pressing kisses to your wrist. “You scared me!” your hands retreat from him and you rub your tired eyes.

John runs his eyes up and down you and could tell something was bothering you or something had happened you haven't told him. He's a very observant man and knows everything about his wife, there wasn't much you could hide from him - he even knew you were pregnant with Gabe before you did.  

“How was work?” you question and he fills you in on some things about the guys. You weren't really paying attention but laughed when you felt it was appropriate. Your son was climbing all over John and you smiled softly at the scene, your little family and whole world. 

“Isn't it your bedtime Mr?” John says while ticking Gabes sides and lifting him into the air as if he’s an aeroplane. “No!” he shouts but John had him hanging off his arm while walking upstairs to his room. 

“Mummy help me!!” 

You laughed softly and as you looked up you could see your neighbour staring right through your living room window waving before shutting his blinds. You abruptly stood and drew the curtains with so much aggression you swore you heard them rip a little. 

You went around making sure every window and door was locked, along with the blinds and curtains. You should probably tell John about Adam and his actions to you while he was gone but you didn’t want him to worry, if you don’t give him the time of day maybe he will leave you alone. Maybe. 

It had been three days since John came home and you had been distant. You dropped the box of cereal in your hands when he put his hands on your hips and hugged you from behind. You told him to not call you darling which confused him also but shrugged it off until today he saw you looking through the window as if you’re looking for something.  

He knew he wouldn’t get anything out of you so he walked up the stairs and into Gabe's room, shutting the door softly behind him making sure you didn't hear.

“Hey bud, can I ask you something?” Gabe nods his head while stopping his colouring in of a dinosaur. “Did anything happen to your mom while I was gone?” John asks and then watches as Gabe stands from where he was sitting at his desk and walks over to where he was sitting on the bed. 

“I don't think she likes the new neighbour very much…”

“New neighbour?”

“Adam. She was angry at him when he touched her” 

John's jaw clenched and his eyes darkened. “What did you just say son?” He asks hoping he heard him correctly. 

“Mummy was fixing the light and he went to help but she dropped it and it smashed” 

Standing from the edge of his son's bed, John storms out of the room and goes straight out the front door. You watched as he did so and walked to the front door with hurried steps. Whatever was going on with him, he was pissed.

Your husband storms up to Adam's house and pounds onto the front door, it opens and John grabs the man by his shirt and pushes him up against the door. 

“Touch my wife again and i’ll fucking make sure you never touch anything with those hands again” he shouts into his face and watches as the man trembles.

“I didn't do anything! Please, whatever she said-” pushing him back, his head hits the door again and he winces “My wife didn’t have to say anything, her behaviour told me enough” 

“I'll do anything please, I'm sorry!” 

“You’re going to apologise to her and then after that, I don’t want to see your fucking face again” Adam nods frantically and John lets him go. 

You were watching from afar as they walked up the driveway, your husbands eyes were staring daggers into Adams head while he kept his head down looking guilty. 

His brown eyes meet with yours and you keep your distance “I’m sorry for everything i did to you, it was wrong of me to do and i am truly sorry” he says in a very monotone way. He gives you one last look before running away to his house.

“What was that about?” 

“You should’ve told me about him, love…” your eyes brim with tears and he holds out his arms to you “come here” you collapse into his arms and he runs his hand up your neck in a soothing manner “you don’t have to keep everything to yourself” 

“I know, I just didn’t want to make you worry about it” he pulls away and grabs your face in his hands “your problems are my problems, we’re in this together remember?” you nod your head and he places a kiss on your forehead before pushing you inside of the house. 

“Now that problems been taken care of, would you care for a massage my love?” you smile at him before dragging him further into the house and up the stairs for your well awaited massage.

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HIII CAN YOU PLS DO ANOTHER CLARISSE X FEM READER FIC? Clarisse brainrot rn. Okay so imagine like she sees ur bf cheating and she tells u but u knew but stayed w him bc u thought nobody else would want u and u loved him BUT SHE WANTSBU WJSJSSJ AND LIKE ITS SO CUTE IDK I HOPE THIS IS CLEAR I LOVE UR FICS SM!! TY IF U DO THIS REQUESTTT 😭

'Promises'

Clarisse La Rue x Fem!Reader

A/N:Hi lovely!Tysm for requesting!!Yes I can try!I haven't written anything similar to this yet but I'll do my best! <3

Clarisse sees your boyfriend cheat on you - and she tells you,but you knew - and somehow it ends up with you two kissing.

As you sat beneath a tree,enjoying the peace and quiet of the rather reserved area you were in - which was relatively empty at that moment,for Clarisse it was a whole another story,as she observed from a distance.She saw your boyfriend this morning,his actions betraying the trust you had bestowed upon him.Silently, she approached, her presence unnoticed but her fury visible.

Clarisse cleared her throat, and you turned to face her.

"Hey.I saw something." she said, her tone unusually calm. "Your boyfriend...well,soon to be ex,he's cheatin' on you."

She was trying her hardest to not cuss the hell out of the guy right now.

Your heart sank, but you managed a weak smile, feigning ignorance. "What? No, that can't be true."

Clarisse grumbled, her eyes sharp. "I saw it,you know? and I sure as hell ain't blind.You deserved to know."

Tears welled up in your eyes, and you just couldn't hold back the pain any longer. "I knew," you confessed,looking down. "I just couldn't bring myself to face it. I love him, and I don't think anyone else would want me."

Clarisse was genuinely surprised by this as she spoke "How can you love him when he treats you like you don't even exist?Why settle for someone who doesn't appreciate you?" she said, her gaze unwavering.

You sighed, tears streaming down your cheeks. "I just... I don't know if I can let go. I love him too much."

Clarisse, though still pissed off - couldn't fathom why you'd subject yourself to this and take so much pain. "What if someone does want you?" she questioned.

Your response was a broken whisper, "No one would want me. I'm not worth it - and I guess he just proved it by cheating that I wasn't enough to satisfy him so..."

Frustration crossed Clarisse's face as she stepped closer, her hand reaching out to gently cup your cheek. "What if I want you?" she asked, her voice low.

You looked up, disbelief in your eyes as you struggled to process what she just said. "But...I'm just...I don't know..I'm just me.I'm not special."

Clarisse's patience wore thin. "Enough with the self-pity. You're worth more than you think."

But as you continued to express your uncertainty,Clarisse,unable to tolerate it any longer,pressed her lips against yours. The kiss was unexpected, yet surprisingly comforting.It held a mixture of understanding and a promise of something more.

Breaking the kiss, Clarisse looked into your eyes,wiping your tears away with her thumb "Don't sell yourself short,pretty girl.You deserve more than an asshole who cheats on you.You're worth more than you think, and I'll be damned if I'm letting you settle for less,because get this through your pretty little head - never and I mean never will I do that.Besides,I'll never cheat on you.." she spoke as she continued to gently cup your cheek as her fingers caressed it gently,and you knew she was was sincere.This wasn't just any random thing she just said like that - as many of her random ramblings were - it was a promise,and everyone knows Clarisse La Rue always keeps her promises.

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"𝑻𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑩𝒂𝒅"

A/N: This is part two of "You can't run forever". //Divider- @cafekitsune

Summary: Tom finally gets the chance to tell you how he feels and shows you how badly he wants to be with you.

Tw: fingering, unprotected s*x, degradation, public s*x, smut

<<Previous Part

After Tom's wake-up call, he got ready and walked across the street to your house. He knew you would be leaving for work any second now.

As you opened the front door you instantly saw Tom sitting on the bottom step and the scent of smoke in your nose.

"Mornin' Tom." You close the door behind you getting a glimpse of your mother sitting at the kitchen table who has a smirk on her face and gives you a wink.

"Love." Tom puts the cigarette out and stands up. "What we up to today then?"

"Workin'. Covering for Mandy, she's sick." You both start walking down the path. "You?"

"Not much." He watches the occasional cars pass by in silence. "Actually...I want to ask you something..." Tom grabs your hand and stops walking.

"Alright...what is it?" For a moment he just stands there staring at you. Tom had never had any struggles talking to women but when it came to you it is as if he forgets how to even breathe properly. "Tom?"

He blinks quickly and takes a deep breath in. Deep down you already know what he is going to say but you want to hear it from his own lips.

"I-I was wonderin' if you'd maybe want to...go out sometime? Just the two of us..." His heart is pounding in his ears as he waits for even the smallest of reactions from you.

The little girl inside you is jumping for joy. Tom Bennett just asked you out! But there is a woman who stands in her way from getting with her childhood crush. Tom ignored you all through school, flirted with friends and ignored you when you left for college. Now after all of that, he wants to take you out on a date? Yeah, not happening.

"Listen Tom..." His heart dropped, he already knew how this was going to go. "...For so long I had a crush on you and I waited for you to ask me out, but instead you flirted with my friends and then completely ignored me whenever I tried to talk with you."

"I know...I just. You've always been so good. You're smart, a good daughter, you help people without being asked and-" He cuts himself off and sighs. "I was worried that I'd ruin that, that I'd ruin your goodness."

Tom had never been one to talk about his feelings. He preferred to always be a jokester and run away from them. It was nice hearing him finally be open and honest.

"And me? I'm not even half of the person you are, and I never will be. But for you, I-I'd like to try." With your hand still in his he pulls you closer to him. "And I'd hate myself if I didn't. So...just like how I made you wait...I'll wait. I'll wait for you to tell me if we have a chance."

Before you can say anything he kisses you on the cheek wishes you a good day at work and leaves. You stand there on the sidewalk jaw slacked and wide-eyed...who was that? Cause surely that couldn't be your Tom.

Eventually, you realize you're going to be late and continue your walk to work. During your entire shift, your mind keeps running over his words. He sounded sincere, he looked sincere. It was only natural you still had your doubts and worries but you had wanted this for so long and it was finally happening.

In the week that passed Tom backed off a bit. He stopped smothering you and gave you the space you needed to think over what he said. Though he did occasionally walk you to work he'd stop you from giving him an answer just yet, insisting you think over it a little longer.

Today you finally got a day off and not just from work. Your dad was getting better and your mom had plans to stay home for the day. Lois had invited you out for drinks where she'd be singing for the night. You weren't one to go out really but Lois had been like a sister to you all your life and you wanted to support her and her dreams. Plus your mom insisted that you get out of the house and spend some actual time with people who weren't your parents.

So you sat at a table with some people all of you cheering her on as she sang. You hadn't dressed up too much but still wanted to look your best. For totally no reason at all and not for anyone in particular.

You offer to get a fresh round of drinks and head over to the bar. As you lean on the bartop waiting for your drinks you feel a hand snake around your waist. You immediately tensed ready to fight off whatever drunken idiot lost his mind.

"You're driving me nuts in this dress love." You relaxed as you realized it was Tom's hands. As his head rests on your shoulders you can smell that familiar alcohol smell. "Saw ya sitting next to Dan. Should I be worried?" You roll your eyes with a smirk on your face.

Dan had too shown some interest in you when you came back, but even you weren't dumb enough to get with him.

"That man is more committed to his beer than he is to women." You turn around and face him. Tom adjusts his hands so they're still resting on your waist. "You finally ready for my answer?"

Tom narrowed his eyes and stared at you for a moment before shaking his head.

"Not yet." You were starting to get annoyed. Although he said he would be the one waiting it felt like it was you. You could feel yourself getting irritated.

"Tom. I have an answer just let-" Tom pulled you in and kissed you. It was gentle and slow. Not the type of kiss you'd ever imagine having with him. You pegged him as an aggressive kisser type of guy but this was a pleasant surprise. Once he feels you relax into the kiss he pulls away slowly.

"I'll walk you home later. Tell me then yeah?" Tom walks away and joins his group of friends. You turn and grab the drinks you ordered and return back to your table. You enjoy the rest of your night and cheer on Lois.

When the night comes to an end you say goodbye and head out of the pub. As you step out you wrap your jacket around you tighter.

"Ready to go love?" You turn around and see Tom leaning against a wall smoking. He puts it out and walks over to you taking his hand in yours. You both begin walking. Tom's finger brushes over your hand gently as you walk. You can feel how clammy his hands are.

Once you two reach the last bit of walking before you're outside your house you stop holding his hand tightly so he can't walk away.

"Tom." You grab his other hand. "Can we talk now?" You sigh. "Listen-"

"Don't. Please." You were immediately confused. "I know your crush on me was a long time ago and we-" You put your hand over his mouth.

"Tom. Shut. Up." He stared at you wide-eyed. "I was ready to say yes to you the second you asked me." Within moments Tom's lips were on yours and his arms wrapped around you.

Tom leads you both down the alleyway behind your house stopping at your back door.

"I know it's not the most romantic of places but I can't wait any longer." He presses you against the wall as his hands dive in between your legs bunching up your dress and just brushing softly over your clit through your underwear.

He kept gently rubbing you through your underwear as he kissed you deeply, feeling you get wetter by the minute.

"Please..." You needed more. Tom smiled kissing the corner of your lips before moving your underwear to the side. He slowly pushed a finger inside painfully slow. You reached down and started undoing his pants.

"Is this what college turned you into?" He leaned in kissing your neck whispering in your ear. "A needy whore?" He curled his finger searching for that spot as he small hickeys over your neck. He adds another finger pushing in and out of you gently and agonizingly slow. "Always thought I'd be the one to take your virginity." He kept his slow pace. "That's alright. Ill settle for being the man who fucks you the best." He whispers in your ear.

You lean your head back against the cold brick of the building as his fingers do their work. Your moans get louder as he brings you closer to your peak. You cum around his fingers knees feeling slightly weak as he holds you up.

In an instant, Tom picks you up using the wall to help keep you steady as he frees his cock from the confines of his pants. He runs the tip through your folds covering himself in your slick.

"Tell me your mine." Hold holds himself just at your entrance teasing both himself and you. "Say it." He used the thick tip of his cock and circled it around your clit.

"I'm yours." Tom smiled and then slowly pushed himself in. As he bottomed out inside of you he let out a soft groan.

"Fucking perfect pussy." His hands go under your ass as he drags himself in and out of you watching how you coat his cock forming a white ring around his base.

He picks up pace pounding into you as his hands squeeze your ass chasing that feeling. You lazily wrap your legs around his hips locking him in place as his cock hits that perfect spot.

"Fuck! Right there!" Tom can feel you tightening around him. He moves from the wall and steps one foot up onto the steps leading up to your backdoor.

He lowers you deeper on his cock the only sounds in the alleyway being his balls slapping against your ass and your moans. He continues to fuck roughly into you as you both near your climax. Tom kisses you again as you both moan into each other's mouths.

"fuck fuck fuck." As his movements become sloppy your cum hard around him your legs slightly shaking around his body. You can tell he's close by how his face is screwed up. Just before Tom comes he pulls himself off and you take him in your hand finishing himself off, his cum coating your leg.

He sits on the steps with you on his lap and his head resting against your chest. "You meant it?" Tom mumbles. You lean back take his head in your hands and kiss him.

"Yeah. I did. Im yours." He kisses you again before helping to straighten back your dress and tucking himself back into his pants. You sit and talk on those steps for a while longer before you kiss goodbye and head into your house.

You silently close the backdoor and slowly remove your shoes while a stupid grin is painted on your face.

"Glad you went out then yeah?" Your mom doesn't look up from her book but has a cheeky grin on her face.

Meanwhile, Tom climbs up into his bedroom. The only thought on his mind is you as he revels in his victory.

"Finally turned the good girl bad."

A/N: This took me so long to write! I have so many essays due! But I hope you guys like it! This is the last part, it was just a short story ❤️😊

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I'm back in my miles Fairchild supermency (idk if I spelled that wrong) Anyways can I request a miles Fairchild x reader smut whatever you want to do with it

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*~smut!*~ [𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘:] oral (male receiving), hand play (male receiving), kinky thoughts (miles' pov)

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[Name]'s POV

While Miles and I have been together for a while now, we've yet to do anything super serious. We've gotten about as close to fucking as you can get without actually getting undressed, though. See, the thing is, I'm a little intimidated by the idea of sex. I haven't ever done it before, but Miles told me that he's done it a handful of times. (He's never specified what "a handful of times" translates to with a concrete number, but taking a look at him tells me everything I need to know, really.) And while I'm not exactly thrilled about it, I can't really say I'm surprised.

The thing is, I wouldn't know how to please him. Not just with the main course, so to speak, but also in the way of appetizers. Reading smut isn't what I'd call a reliable teaching method. That's more or less just something to read when you're horny. So, I guess that's why I'm here now. In Miles' bedroom sitting in front of him, seeing him lean against the wall (because his bed is literally just a goddamn mattress for some fuckin' reason) and tastefully unhook the front button of his jeans and pulling down his fly, like he does this everyday.

Lessons start now.

Miles' POV

I don't outwardly express it, but the way [Name] is staring at my dick like it's some sort of predator she has to conquer is rather amusing to me. My pride is telling me it's because my dick is huge, but I think more likely than not it's just because she's never actually seen one up close before. I'll probably die telling myself the first one, though.

While seeing her nervous, almost terrifed face is fucking hilarious, it's not really getting me riled up. So, while she's having her quiet nervous breakdown, I let my eyes flicker to the opening in her shirt and thinking about pressing my palm against her tits. Maybe giving them a nice, hard squeeze, getting her to cry out if I'm lucky. That does the trick and pretty soon I'm at full mast and ready to get started with teaching her.

Oh what a fun little lesson this will prove to be for me.

After some quick debate, I decide maybe hand shit is where I should start. Save the best for last. "[Name], give me your hand." I urge, not waiting for her to comply and just picking it up myself. I pull it closer to my lap and wrap her tiny fingers around my shaft.

Immediately, she grips it and I have to surpress the urge to scream. Not in pleasure, but in pain. This shit fucking hurts.

"Ow- Hey, hey- Loosen it, loosen it.. that's it.. good girl.." I sigh in relief when she complies but keeps her hand in a loose circle around me. "Okay, we're gonna try jerking me off, alright?" I tell her when the breath finally reenters my system. Could have sworn my life just flashed before my eyes from that experience.

"Oh, that's easy. I read about that, I can do it!" [Name] exclaims, almost excited to try out her knowledge from books. I'm immediately cautious. From that first moment, I'm kinda scared she's gonna break my dick off. Don't think that would be good. I kinda need that.

Turns out I was right to be cautious. One second everything's fine, the next, I've died, and my dick feels like I'm fucking a succulent vacuum. And not in a good way. "Ouch-! Fuck- [Name]-! When I said 'Jerk it off' I didn't mean jerk it off my body!" This is not going at all like how I envisioned it in my head. Like at all. This lesson is so unsexy my boner keeps leaving. I have to keep giving it a couple pip-paps just to keep it up. Which in turn is making [Name] feel bad, which is also making my boner go down. Ugh, this is a nightmare.

Finally I sigh and gently move her hand. "Okay, darling. That's not working. So, instead you're going to use your mouth." When she starts moving down, I stop her by touching her shoulder. "Now before you go down and inevitably bite my cock off, listen carefully. Don't use your teeth, make sure they're just barely grazing me. And wrap one hand around the base and hold it steady. Move it in the opposite direction of your mouth so that it meets in the middle, got it?" She nods and moves down again. I hold my breath and lean back against the wall, eyes closed, half expecting to feel a sharp pain as her teeth sink into my length. But that doesn't happen. Instead, my senses are being sweetly invaded by euphoria. Her tongue is wet and warm around my dick, and her teeth are barely even noticeable. Her hand is moving the perfect speed to contrast her mouth and it feels like heaven. A wet, warm heaven. "Oh- fuuuuck-"

The sounds coming from me are foreign to me. But she's pulling them out of me faster than I can stop them. Normally I'd be embarrassed, but right now I don't have enough time to register anything that isn't pleasure. "Fuck, fuck, don't you stop-"

And then suddenly, she's doing shit that I didn't tell her about. Her mouth pulls off my cock with a soft pop and her tongue laps around me, licking, grazing, making me twitch and buck my hips. When her tongue presses against my bright red tip, my eyes roll back in their sockets and a loud groan resonates around the room. Whatever books she's been fucking reading are definitely my favorites now. Don't know who wrote them or what they're called, but goddamn do I love those books. Then, all too soon, I'm coming and it's over. It has been about two minutes. Fuck, I feel so pissed with myself. Two minutes? Fucking seriously, Miles?

I watch her, my cheeks flaming red, while she takes her time lapping up my mess like a dog under the dinner table. "So," she asks casually, licking her fingers. "When's lesson two?"

[A Note From Zee]

I'm genuinely so sorry this took so damn long- I got caught up in other things, but I hope it was at least passable.

#💭 ۫⠀IMAGINE.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚ #⊹ . SMUT ۫ . #boris pavlikovsky #ziggy katz #mike wheeler #richie tozier #finn wolfhard smut #miles fairchild smut #boris pavlikovsky smut #ziggy katz smut #mike wheeler smut #richie tozier smut #mike wheeler x you #finn wolfhard x y/n #finn wolfhard x reader #finn wolfhard fluff #stranger things smut #miles fairchild x reader #miles fairchild x you

[mmani-e]

I've finally finished my Danganronpa AU personal project! I personally call it

DANGANRONPA: DEMIX

And yeah, all the swaps as you can see above, and these guys in the middle are the replacements for Monokuma and Usami respectively:

Check out under the cut for some design insights on my take AND closer pictures of each pair:

Finally finished my personal AU project. I hope it's to everyone's liking!

I can go on forever about these designs but I'll limit myself to one-two sentences on some facts about the designs.

Mikan: Mikan's face tattoo was commissioned on her against her will so that she can never hide her nature as a Yakuza, but her leg tattoo was done on purpose, and she and Nagito have matching tattoos on their legs, his is just hidden most the time.

Nagito: He is usually seen with a spear and prefers the weapon over the sword, but he is more famous for his natural skill with the blade. That said, he resents the blade and wishes he could be recognized for the things he actually works hard to do, like throwing spears or protecting Mikan and her family.

Ibuki: I kept her design very similar to her base design because she pretty much just looks like a student, and I don't want to change anyone's personality so there's no reason for her to not get highlights. But I gave her some more symmetry in this design and gave her a cute little semi ahoge I guess with a hair tie, bc she doesn't naturally have one.

Imposter/Gamemaster: Yeah I made the big brain choice to keep him with his colors as "Byakuya" because it made for a more striking visual, and more recognizeable as the impostor. Also I made him too tall because I wanted to give him big legs lol.

Hiyoko: Her four cats are named Heart (scraggly cat), Mr. Pearls (sleepy cat), Big Red (Giant cat), and BB (black cat) bc canonically the four dark devas are named after shonen manga, I named her cats after pokemon games, which she canonically likes playing. Also chickens are her favorite animal, despite her love of cats.

Kazuichi: Kazuichi's not a natural born prince, through shenanigans it turns out he's extremely distantly related to some royal line in a microstate north of germany called "Nordsumpf." Their main exports are cars and Kazuichi is still new to being a prince.

"Kyoko": She'd try her best to act like Kyoko, but she's a little too meek and openy affectionate to pull it off properly. Also her knockers are way bigger than Kyoko's, so there's an immediate discrepancy to the trained eye.

Also in my au of DR1, Kyoko is the ultimate affluent progeny and Makoto is author/serial killer.

Hajime: His hair is actually extremely long back there, he just keeps it tied up. On shows he lets it all out and a wears red contacts, his stage name is "Izuru."

Sonia: Sonia became a team manager because she was escaping an assasination attempt, strolled into a junior laegue soccer game, took over for the coach and started just barking orders and the team won. They were the worst team in the whole league and after that she just sorta stuck around them and won them the championships.

Gundham: Gundham was orginally meant to wear the japanese flag… but there was too much white in his design so I cut it. He has names for all of his gymnast moves and he announces them very loudly when he does any of them.

Peko: I tried to give Peko a unique sort of "zombie survivor" kinda vibe so while she's clearly a mechanic first she can also just fucking kill you by braining you with that monkey wrench. Most of the time she's cool though, she's just like horribly dependent on other people to tell her what to do, so she attaches to Kazuichi because he's the most immediately available authority figure.

Fuyuhiko: He's got that sort of machismo that makes him not like to admit he loves dancing, but the moment he's complimented on it he'll really appreciate it. Also he's still part of a crime family, but it's just not as strong as Mikan's.

Akane: She really looks sporty still, but don't worry she's definitely "lucky," she's just much more focused on the future than her bad luck in the moment… which can be very bad, actually, and can make her come across as kind of aloof.

Nekomaru: Why is nurse Nekomaru not as common a thing. Just think about it, it's perfect. Nekomaru here got inspired by the bravery and hard work of the nurses that treated him and boom he became a nurse, nobody tougher than healthcare professionals after all.

Mahiru: Mahiru as a nurse is honestly a really really really fun concept but I feel like I wasn't very ambitious here, and I can't really show it through the drawing but one of my early drafts had her look more like a european chef a la gordon ramsey bc I headcanon her as a scot.

Teruteru: Decided to give him a raincoat which my sister pointed out to me could also be a trenchcoat, which is just PERFECT for a creep like him. It just writes itself man, though seriously he's mostly a landscape photographer who specializes in pics of the countryside. Still a huge perv tho.

Usowa: Name is a combo of Usagi and Chowa, the word for Harmony. She's less like a chaotic force of nature like Monokuma and more a manipulative and hardline teacher who coaxes the students into doing awful things by playing into their insecuritoies with motives, and which then causes them to kill, allowing her to punish them, "weeding out the weak and undisciplined among their ranks." She replaces Monokuma.

Kyojuma: Name is a combo of Kyoju (professor) and Kuma. He's a pretty silly guy with an easy temper to poke at, but he's good at heart and tries his best to be a more sort of "fun" teacher than the rules lawyer Usami kinda was. He just wants to help his students, too bad Usowa showed up and decidedly does NOT like his approach.

#danganronpa #talentswap au #talentswap #danganronpa 2 #danganronpa talentswap #fanart #hajime hinata #chiaki nanami #nagito komaeda #mikan tsumiki #hiyoko saionji #kazuichi soda #sonia nevermind #gundham tanaka #peko pekoyama #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #akane owari #nekomaru nidai #teruteru hanamura #mahiru koizumi #komamiki #soudaionji #twobuki #akanidai #fuyupeko #sondham #mani e. #danganronpa demix #monokuma #usami

[yusalterego]

Intruder; Choi San

pairing: choi san x fem!reader

genre: smut

word count: 2.668

warnings: gunplay (he puts it in her pussayyyy), dub con (with a plot twist), manhandling, dom!san, sub!reader, blowjob, deep troathing, facial, nipple!play, slight violence, russian roulette is mentioned, reader cries, daddy!kink, reader doesn't cum!!!!, he spits in her mouth, degradation, i think i forgot something but the heavier stuff is all here!

smut under the cut

as soon as you step inside your house after a hard day at work you breath in oxygen mixed with relief.

"What a fucking day."

taking your shoes off, you put them in their respective place next to the door. you then make your way to the kitchen, not even bothering with making yourself something to eat but instead going directly for the red wine in the fridge and pouring yourself a glass.

you roll your shoulders in an attempt to ease some of your aching joints and then finally take a sip of the strong liquid, putting the glass back down on the counter.

"I'm too fucking stressed." you sigh out, mumbling to yourself.

"i think i can help with that." a soft voice whispers in your ear.

you immediately freeze in your place, a strong feeling of dread rising within you and making you pale in an istant.

you try to scream your lungs out but as soon as a half sound comes out of your mouth a strong gloved hand is immediately slapping against it, muffling everything you're trying to let out.

your aggressor's other hand comes around your waist, holding you in place against his chest.

"Silly little girl...no one ever told you not to leave your door unlocked?"

tears sting at your eyes as his hands starts to wander everywhere.

"Did your mommy never tell you about big bad boys hurting little girls like you? I guess you might need a lesson."

you cry out the moment you feel his hand leaving your mouth in favor of holding something cold against your head.

"Make a fucking sound and i'll blow your brains out."

You grimace in terror as you feel the metal press against your temple, muffling out a small sob threatening to come out of your mouth.

"to the bedroom." he orders, pushing you around until he finds what he is looking for.

As soon as you're both inside the room he pushes you against the bed as if you were a ragdoll, and locks the door behind him.

San looks at you as if he's calculating something scary, something macabre that will most likely hurt you.

"take your shirt off." he orders.

you sit up with blurry eyes and a wobbly mouth, holding the edge of your shirt with your trembling fingers.

"please.." you sob out, wanting to keep your decency.

He immediately walks over to you, taking a big chunk of your hair in his hand and pulling at it, making you wince in pain and causing some tears to spill out of your eyes.

you don't even notice your thighs rubbing against themselves under your skirt.

"I said off. Don't make me repeat myself."

He lets go of your hair and stands back straight, waiting for you to comply.

You lower your gaze ashamedly as you start pulling your top off of your upper body, leaving it bare for him to see.

his eyes immediately glue to your hardening nipples as he licks his lips. His hands fiddle with the loaded gun, aching to make you quiver under him.

you squirm under his gaze and lower your eyes to the bed, ashamed of the way your panties are starting to get way too wet.

San gets closer to your form, watching how you curl in on yourself.

"Don't be so shy doll..I'm gonna take good care of you." He lets out in the sweetest tone he could ever use and you would have almost believed him if it weren't for the gun in his hand and the crazed look in his eyes.

he raises your chin forcing you to look at him and then orders "open up", nudging your lip with one of his fingers.

You hesitate but do so anyways out of fear, not expecting his next move.

San suddenly moves the hand holding his gun closer to your face, shoving the muzzle past your lips and down your throat.

"go ahead" he says with a sadistic smirk stretching on his face "make it nice and wet"

you try your hardest not to choke on the gun but it's basically impossible with it fitted so deep inside your mouth.

more tears threaten to fall on your lashline as you look up at him with a face full of desperation, trying to suppress a moan as he pinches one of your nipples with his free hand.

"such a good little slut, that's what you are right? making daddy feel so proud uh? c'mon suck on it"

you whine a bit as he forces the gun deeper inside your mouth, and hollow your cheeks the best you can, trying to follow his order.

your tears start spilling as soon as the back of your troath comes in contact with the metal, and you try to suppress your gag reflex.

San watches with admiration in his eyes as he has you so pliant and submissive before him, a sight he would've never expected to see.

deciding to let his impatience rule over him, he finally frees your troath from the gun, watching as it shines so prettily with your spit.

"You did good doll, now you deserve a reward."

You look at him with a completely lost expression, waiting for his next move which turns out to be as unpredictable as his previous ones.

"Lean back and open your legs."

He guides you into position, additionally flipping up your skirt so it displayes your now ruined pair of panties.

"Tch...you got this wet from choking on a loaded gun? You must be as crazy as me baby."

You bite your lip out of embarassment, trying your best to keep your eyes planted on the sheets of the bed rather than him, not noticing him sliding off both of his gloves.

San uses his free hand to caress your thigh slowly, tracing patterns on it but never getting close enough to where you need it the most.

As he reaches the juncture between your core and your thigh, you shudder softly, almost letting out a sound you didn't even know you had been holding back.

He then gets closer to you, his face coming to rest right in front of yours with his hand still wandering on you thighs.

"What is it? mh? is kitten impatient?"

He suddenly cups your pussy through your underwear, feeling the wet patch of fabric under his naked palm.

"Does kitten like being handled like this by a bad big man? You were waiting for this weren't you? Going out at night all alone in a skimpy skirt and those pretty tits barely covered."

You whimper slightly, trembling against him, as he uses his index finger to lightly trace circles on your clit.

"Look at you, letting a stranger touch you and feeling pleasure from it. You really are a slut."

He smirks slightly as he watches your teary eyes quiver under his hard ones.

"Don't worry baby, daddy will take good care of you."

somehow you managed to forget about the gun in his hand for a few seconds, but feeling it now, pressed against your core, makes you shiver again in fear.

"Please..not there." You whisper out in the smallest voice possible.

"Why baby? don't want daddy to make you feel good? you even got it all wet for me." He fake pouts, just to mock you, to show you how mean he can be, but you don't let up and let out another small "please.."

San clicks his tongue before roughly handling and moving you in a different position, bending you over with your ass staying in the air.

"Stupid slut, thinks she can decide what i should do to her."

He roughly shoves your panties to the side, before sliding the gun's muzzle from you clit to your entrance, making you whine out from the stimulation.

His other hand tangles inside your hair, pushing your head against your pillow.

"Ever heard of the russian roulette baby? Why don't we try it out?"

San laughs sadistically as he hears you whimper loudly, shaking with a few sobs but not daring to say a word, your pussy quivering slightly and clenching on nothing.

"I'm just kidding doll"

He then suddenly trusts the muzzle of the gun inside your opening, fitting it all the way down, as deep as it can go.

You moan out loud at the feeling of the metal pressing against your sensitive walls and hitting just the right spot, sparks of arousal surrounding all your body.

He thrusts the gun in and out of your pussy as he gently takes one of your tits inside his other hand, pinching your nipple just to watch you squirm even more under him.

"You're fucking perfect baby, such a sweet angel for me."

Your cries become louder as he increases his pace, the pleasure becoming too much and not enough at the same time.

"San-i...please."

"Please what sweetheart?"

You whine with cheeks red from embarassment, not wanting to ask out loud for it.

"You..know what" you whimper out with a muffled voice, your words getting trapped inside the sheets of the bed.

"I think you're going a bit out of character baby..I might need to remind you who's in charge here."

He immediately removes the gun from your warmth, making you cry out louder than before at the loss of stimulation.

He pushes you against the bed, making you sit up and then roughly shoves you off it saying "get on your fucking knees"

San has a hold on the back of your neck, as he guides to sit at his feet.

He stands tall, towering over you, as he looks at you with dark eyes, the gun still in his hand and glistening in your arousal.

He points it at your head, not caring for your hair getting dirty and sticky, and gestures with his other hand to his growing crotch.

"nuzzle on it."

You immediately move your head to bury your nose in the fabric of his pants, feeling his length pressing against it.

"Look at you kitten, you look like you might start purring."

You look up at him with big innocent eyes, as your cheek rests against his covered dick, his gun still pointing at your forehead.

His smirk only grows as he watches you wait for his next order.

"Take it out baby."

You scramble with trembling fingers to undo the zioper of his pants and shove his boxer out of the way, watching as his dick grazes your cheek and stands tall against his covered abdomen.

your mouth waters at the sight of his swollen and red tip, already anticipating the heaviness of it on your tongue.

He uses his free hand to get ahold of the base, slapping your cheeks with it and then your lips. He positions his dick right on the side of your face, smirking in satisfaction as he notices his length almost reaching your hairline.

"I'm too big for your small little face uh? Guess i'll have to train your pretty throath before it can fit in all the way."

He then smears your lips with his precum, tapping his tip a few times against them.

You immediately open your mouth at the gesture, sticking your tongue out and patiently waiting for his next move.

He spits in your mouth and roughly shoves his length down your throat, not even making you able to process both the heaviness of his saliva and his dick on your tongue.

Keeping the gun pointed at your head he uses his other hand to hold the back of your troath, snapping his hips against your mouth, not even slightly worried about the lack of oxygen inside your body.

You suppress a gag as his tip repeatedly hits the back of your troath, trying to stay as still as possible to let him have his way with you.

"Fucking perfect, you're the best mouth i've ever fucked."

Your eyebrows furrow as a snarky remark rises up in your troath, but it's unfortunately blocked by his heaviness working is way inside it and abusing it.

he realizes what he sayd and immediately looks down at your annoyed eyes.

"not that i've tried many." he clairifies, suddenly getting out of character.

Your hand hits is thigh in a reprimanding way, and he inmediately picks up his pace again, not ever letting up and giving you the chance to take a breath.

"Fuck i'm close baby, you're fucking perfect like this."

He lets go of his gun and throws it on the bed, in favour of moving your strands of hair out of your eyes with a caress.

"Where do you want it? On your face? I'll fucking paint you with my cum baby. Wanna make you my personal artwork."

He throws his head back as his thrusts become sloppy and go a bit out of rythm and as you feel his cock twitch inside your mouth he immediately pulls out and starts jerking it in front of your face.

You finally breath in, almost choking on your oxygen as you close your eyes, anticipating what's to come.

His seed hits your face and your open and panting mouth as San grunts out in pleasure, completely lost in the sight of your face covered in white.

"Oh fuck, baby, fuck."

His cum keeps on seeping out of his tip, as you wait patiently for everything he has to give you.

As the last drop of his pleasure comes out and hits a strand of your hair, he lets his neck drop back and caresses the back of your head in a loving manner, not even noticing how your eyes are forced closed as you're trying to avoid going blind in your left eye.

you swallow the drops inside your mouth and clean your lips the best you can. "San-i..could you get me a tissue?" You ask in a hoarse and small voice, feeling your throat burn from the beating it received earlier.

He immediately looks down at you, now noticing the drop of cum threatening to pass through your eyelashes, and rushes to his side of the bed, almost falling on his ass as he tries to get his pants back on and muttering out a small "oh shit."

He gets to gently clean your eyelid from his seed, then passing to your cheeks, your foreahead and your chin.

"Want some water?" He asks gently, throwing the dirty tissue to the side.

You nod, watching as he rises up to his feet and rushes to the kitchen, disappearing from your eyesight. You sit down on the ground, looking at the mirror on your left and taking in your disheleveled appearance.

"Here." He says as he passes you the glass and watches as you gulp it down in one go, clearing your troath as soon as the taste of his cum has left your mouth.

"So, how was it? I tried to follow the script as much as possible but i think i forgot about a few things and.."

You let a satisfactory smile curl on your lips, loving how dependent he is on your approval.

"You were good. I could have never imagined hearing you call yourself daddy but apart from that, it was perfect. You kind of got out of character once or twice but i guess i can pass on it."

You let your arms go around his neck, leaving a small peck on his lips as he pouts slightly.

"did you enjoy yourself?" you ask in a low voice.

"I did, but i still don't think i'm a good dom. I think you suit the role way better."

You smirk, grabbing a chunk of his hair and pulling his mouth to yours. You let him kiss you for a few seconds before forcing your mouths apart while pulling on his hair.

"Yeah? You think so? Then why don't you use this pretty mouth and make mommy cum?".

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thx for reading!!!

#choi san #ateez x reader #ateez smut #ateez oneshot #ateez san #san x reader #gun play #y/n

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

So I saw that you were wanting Bucky requests, and I didn't see any rules, but how about something where his new neighbor (from the apartment in FATWS) is this cute plus size woman who he keeps running into and slowly falling for? But maybe one night he happens upon her while she's getting mugged and saves her. From there she asks him out to dinner as a way to pay him back and it could end in fluff of them starting to date, or smut. Either way.

༉‧₊˚. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 || 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

— pairing: bucky barnes x plus size!reader

— summary: bucky's life was dull, and after the blip, it felt like he had nothing. that was until his cute neighbor came stumbling out of the elevator of their apartment building.

— warnings: mentions of mugging, that's really it, just fluff!

— wc: 982

⋆ a/n: i had a bunch of fun writing this! it was so cute and i'm a sucker for neighborly romance, so i made sure to go all out for this one. thank you so much for your request!

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It all started when you stumbled through your elevators carrying a heavy moving box while bucky was getting his mail, knocking into him as you squeaked out an apology.

"Sorry!" You spoke. you sounded out of breath as you dropped the box on the doorstep next to his, huffing as you leaned against the door. "You must be my neighbor!" You said in fatigued glee, a small smile on your face as you took in his disheveled appearance.

Usually, people never greeted him, the residents in the building avoiding him even though he helped to save their planet. He peeked behind him, a way of asking if you were talking to him.

"Yeah, you." You said, your smile widening. "Oh," he chuckled awkwardly, "Yeah, hey, I'm bucky." you approached him, your clammy hand taking his rough one in yours. You told him your name. "Nice... well, uh— I'll see you?" You nodded, letting his hand go. "Yeah, definitely!"

That wasn't the last time that he saw you, and he slowly grew glad that it wasn't. You were kind to him, the second day of you living there, you brought him a whole tub of cookies.

"Yeah?" He greeted rudely as he opened the door. Your grin didn't falter as you presented the container full of the baked treats to him. He felt bad, guilt twisting in his gut. This was definitely not a good reflection of his character.

"Oh, are those for me?" You nodded. "Yeah, I made a lot of them last night, kind of as a way to say, 'yay I'm living all by myself!'" Your grin slowly fell, "I don't even know if you like this kind! oh my gosh, I'm sorry. if these aren't, tell me what you like, and I'll make more—" He cut you off by taking the plastic container from out of your hands. "I like chocolate chip. you can never go wrong with the classics." You smiled once more. "What a relief."

And for the first time, he found that be liked when you smiled, and he was going to keep it that way, for as long as you lived there.

The third time he had saw you, there was a bad storm, one that had taken out the power throughout the entire building. There was a tiny knock, bucky holding back his rude greeting as he opened the door. There you stood, a look of fear on your face even though you tried to give him a grin.

"This might be a strange question, but can I stay here for the night?" Bucky's body froze at the request, for the first time in forever he felt nervous, nervous around you. Nonetheless, he allowed you to come in, moving his body out of the way so that you could walk through. Your bodies brushed for a brief moment and red painted the tips of his ears; you were so soft, and you smelt good. That was when he knew he had fallen for you, the cute chubby woman that lived next door.

You two grew closer since then, and he began to unconsciously grow attuned to your schedule. So, when he hadn't heard the familiar sound of you entering your home, he panicked, getting up from his spot from the couch and grabbing his jacket. He walked the streets around your apartment, and that's when he heard it, a commotion going on from an alleyway not even a block away.

"Let go!" He heard your voice screech. "Just give me your shit lady!" he practically ran, standing at the entrance like a vigilante, his figure illuminated by the streetlights. "Let the damn purse go. now." He all but growled. The man would have been an idiot to not recognize the voice of the winter soldier. He let go of it, your body falling back slightly as he took off.

"Bucky?" You asked unsurely. "It's me, doll. Are you alright?" You nodded, reaching out for him as he sweetly took your hand in his, leading you out and onto the sidewalk. "Yeah, I just— I thought that it would be safe enough for me to take a short cut but... I guess not." You explained, a sad laugh escaping your throat. Then, Bucky pulled you into his arms, holding you close to him as you stood in his arms, frozen.

"I'll pick you up from work for now on." You gently pushed him away. "it's okay, buck. you don't have to do that; I can just catch a cab or something." Butterflies fluttered inside your stomach as he cupped the side of your face.

"I want too." You he said softly, peering into your eyes as if he was afraid that you would fall apart.

"Then you can." You said quietly. The air was thick with tension, both of you hesitant to take the next step. His lips brushed yours as he moved his head. You pushed up on your toes, your lips finally locking in a long-awaited kiss as you melted into his arms. You had been pining over the misunderstood man ever since you had moved in, ever since you had seen him brooding in the hallways in a wife beater, looking as though he was completely worn down.

When you separated, you were gasping for air, your hands clamped down on the collar of his jacket, holding him close to you.

"I uh— I was going to make dinner when I got home, if you would like to join me?" You asked, looking up at him through your eyelashes. For the first time, you had saw him smile. It was nothing too big, just a slight raise of the lips, but you would take it.

"Yeah, I would like that a lot." He breathed.

"Awesome." You said with a grin before leaning up to kiss him once again.

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