#if anyone wants to discuss the finale with me my PMs are open!!!!!

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this 2024, i'm doing a challenge called Living w/o Noragami where I try to make it every day of the rest of my life

#noragami #ノラガミ #NoragamiEnd #ノラガミ完結 #btw just because its over doesnt mean im gonna shut about them now #on the contrary i will be more annoying than ever #also takiun not getting much sleep after becoming dads #i knew adachitoka wouldnt let my takiun spiral into insanity be for nothing #if anyone wants to discuss the finale with me my PMs are open!!!!! #yato #yukine #mizuchi #ebisu #coo phone #hiyori #kofuku #daikoku #bishamon #kazuma #takemikazuchi #kiun #tenjin #tsuyu #tomone #mayu #kunimi #i drew everyone from memory 💀 #don't look too closely!!!

[igot-sarang-ggg]

Jolyne's Teacher pt.3 (Teacher reader x Jotaro)

Chapter 3- Coffee

Chapter 2- Panic |Masterlist| Chapter 4- Monday

Small Summary: It's a new school year, you're a third grade teacher at an elementary school in Florida with Jolyne Cujoh being in your class.

It was now Friday, "Alright class see you all on Tuesday. You'll have a sub in on Monday since I have an appointment I can't miss." I really wish I didn't have that appointment, "So, please behave while I'm gone."

"Yes Ms. L/N!" They all shouted, "All right, the bell is about to ring. Grab your things. Those taking the bus can leave once the bell rings." I grabbed my things and waited until the final bell. "Ms. L/n my dad wants to thank you for your help on open house." Jolyne spoke, "You're welcome just be careful and don't do that again, okay." She nodded and smiled, finally, the bell rang. "Have a great weekend guys see you all on Tuesday!"

Exiting the room with the rest of the students I locked the door and headed out with them. As I walked behind them someone tapped my shoulder, "Y/n, you have any plans for the weekend." Ms. Jones asked, "If you don't then we could go out and have a girl's night out. What do you say?" I smiled awkwardly at her, I've never really liked her and neither have the other teachers. "I already have plans for the weekend, sorry."

"With who? Last I checked, you were divorced and weren't seeing anyone." This bitch. "It doesn't concern you who I go out with. Plus, I have an appointment I need to prepare for... So, Enjoy your weekend alone." I gave her a fake smile and continued walking to the car pick-up area and into my car.

Once I got in my car, that's when the tears finally rolled out and I began to cry. Damn it, why would she... There was a knock on the window I quickly wiped away my tears and rolled them down. "Oh, Mr. Cujoh, what a surprise." I tried my best to smile at him but couldn't, "Sorry, didn't know that you were... I just wanted to say hi and I'll call you later today, okay." I simply nodded and we said goodbyes. Closing the window I took a deep breath, tried clearing my head, and headed home. Once I got home I took a shower and started grading some exams from today's test.

Today was a calm day, other than crying in front of Mr. Cujoh I'd say today was a success! It was now 11 pm getting close to midnight, I guess he might have forgotten to call me. I lay in bed getting ready to sleep when my phone rang, "Hello, Y/n speaking."

"Hey, it's Mr. Cujoh," He finally called, "Sorry for calling so late I was finishing up something for work and lost track of time. Is now a good time to talk or do you wanna talk in the morning?... You sound tired... Were you about to sleep?"

I cleared My throat, "No... Well yes, but we can still talk."

"Okay, I won't take up much of your time. We didn't discuss the location we'll be meeting tomorrow morning." I got out of bed, "Give me a moment. I don't know the address by memory." I looked through some draws and found the address to the bakery cafe. "Okay, so the address is..."

"Thank you... Would you like me to pick you up or will we meet there?" I would like for him to take me but I think it's best if we go separate. "We can meet up. Around Ten or eleven. Is that okay?" I put the paper away and sat on my bed. "Around Ten would be fine. I'll get going then, get some rest. See you tomorrow." His voice sounded soft but deep a the same time. "You too, Mr. Cujoh have a great night." I hung up the phone placed it down on my nightstand and stared at it for a moment. Now that I think about it, this would be the first time a parent has offered to take me for coffee to pay for what trouble their kid had caused. Mr. Cujoh seems like a great guy for taking the time to apologize to me this way.

The next morning came I was laying in bed thinking about Monday. I looked at the clock on the wall  I had an hour to get dress to meet with Mr. Cujoh, I got out of bed and headed to the shower. Starting the water I got in the bath and soon felt like someone was watching me. "Y/n, my sweet Y/n." I could feel his arms  wrapped around me and could hear his voice close to my ear, "Why have you forgotten about me? I gave you everything didn't I."

"Leave me alone you're not real. You're dead." 

"That's no way to talk to your first love that way." His hands traveled to my neck. "There was no love between us. Just fear." The voice stopped but I could still feel his presence and his arms wrapped around me. I turned off the water and stepped out the shower and presence was now gone. I sighed wrapping myself in a towel and exiting the bathroom. He still haunts me even after death. I continued getting ready for today

I arrived at the Cafe, went inside and looked around for Mr. Cujoh... To be honest I don't remember much of his facial features due to being in a state of panic because Jolyne was alone at school, so his face is kind of a blur to me. "Excuse, Ms. L/n." Someone tapped my shoulder causing me to jump slightly. I turned around to see Mr. Cujoh... well more like his chest, "Hi Mr. Cujoh. Thanks again for inviting me for coffee." I smiled at him, "Your welcome, its the least I could do."

"Hi, how can I help you?" The cashier called us over. "Yes, I'll have the Cheese cream Pastelitos." I looked at Mr. Cujoh he seemed uncertain about what to order. "If you don't like Coffee they also have soft drinks, tea, and some baked goods too."

"I'll have the same thing as her and add three muffins." The cashier placed our orders and then we waited for them to be done. After it was done we sat down at one of the tables in the back. I took a sip from my drink not knowing what to say to him or how to break this thick ice in the air. "How long have to been teaching?" His question caught me off guard for a moment. "Since I was twenty years old. I taught in Japan for awhile and then moved to Florida." He raised an eyebrow, "You taught in Japan?" I nodded, "Yes for about two years before moving."

"I'm from Japan... born and raised there actually." I smiled slightly, "Same here, but I was only there until the age of thirteen and soon moved to Italy with my... family. My Japanese is a bit rusty." I chuckled, Mr. Cujoh tipped down his hat slightly. "So, tell me. Are you a marine vet or..."

"I'm a marine biologist. I guess you saw the pictures around the house." Before becoming a teacher I wanted to be a Vet and work with animals, "Yeah, I saw a lot of dolphin picture. I'm guessing you like dolphins huh?" I took a sip of my drink. "I do, they're one of my favorite marine animals."

We spent the rest of the morning talking about his work and research his been working on and about Jolynes grades in class. "It was nice getting to know you Mr. Cujoh." I started getting out of my seat when suddenly I felt as if someone was pulling me back, I lost my balance. Mr. Cujoh noticed and tried reaching his hand out to grab me. I closed my eyes waiting for the impact of the cold ground but it never came. Instead I felt something soft, warm, and a bit firm hit my body. "You okay?" I opened my eyes and was met face to face with Mr. Cujoh, "Y-yeah thank you," I took a step back trying not to panic at the sudden closed distance between us. "I must of lost my balance when I stood up, sorry." Looking at him he seemed to be lost in thought, he looked at me and smiled slightly. "No problem, just be careful next time."

 I nodded, "I have to get going I told Annie's parents I would pick up Jolyne at around twelve." I looked at my watch seeing it was now 11:53 pm. "Oh my, you should get going. Thank for the coffee Mr. Cujoh." 

 "Your welcome..." He walked me to my car, "My name's Jotaro by the way."  He took out his hand, "Y/n." I placed my hand on top of his; he firmly grasped my hand and shook it. "I have to get going. It was nice meeting with you y/n." He gently let go of my hand, "You too Jotaro." And with that he entered his car and drove off.

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[bewitched-bee]

One Last Night- Aether Ghoul x Reader

A/N: I am extremely bad with tagging stuff and all that, if anyone has suggestions for tags or warnings I should add please let me know and I will edit this post to add the proper things! This is posted to my Ao3 “bewitched_bee” as well!

I felt like I couldn’t breathe, time seemed to completely stop. “Are you sure” I ask Swiss as I feel my heart rate speed up. “Unfortunately yes Aether has been called to go back to the pit” Swiss says. “But the other ghouls get to stay at the ministry why is Aether different” I ask.

“Who knows why he's different” Swiss replies. “But Aether didn’t do anything wrong I just don’t understand” I say as I feel tears well up in my eyes. “Just go be with him we have more time to discuss this any other time…..you’ll want this last night with him trust me” Swiss says. I immediately turn and go to the ghoul’s den, I walk to Aether’s door.

I raise my fist to knock but I can’t bring myself to immediately. This had to be some sort of sick joke or a nightmare or something. I couldn’t just have one night left with him, we were supposed to be together forever. I placed my hand over my mate mark, I wondered if it would disappear when he did.

I finally got the courage to knock on his door, he opened it immediately. “Didn’t know if you’d come or not" he says letting me in. “Of course I would……it’s our last night together” I say going over to wrap my arms around him. It’s then the tears start falling. “Don’t cry please" he says gripping me tightly.

“I don’t want to lose you” I say pulling back a bit to look up at him. “I know I don’t want to go either” he says. “So how does it work….will it hurt you or is it painless” I ask. “I'm not too sure I assume it will be like when I was summoned…so no pain” he replies.

“Do you know what time you’re called back to the pit” I question going to sit on his bed. “Papa told me when the clock strikes 5 in the morning I'll be gone” he says sitting next to me. I look over to the clock on his bedside table, it reads 10 pm. “So we have 7 hours left” I say tearing up again. “Less because I want you to be asleep when I go” he says. “But why I want every last second with you” I reply.

“I don’t want your last memory of me to be when I'm being called back….I don’t know if it’s gonna be something you’ll want to remember” he says. “I probably won’t but at least then I can say I was with you until you were gone.” “You will be with me just not awake the entire time” he says.

“Aeth….please just let me stay awake I want every last second with you” I say. “Okay but if you want to sleep you can I'll get you up before it’s time” he says. “Alright but I don’t want sleep right now” I say cuddling against him. “What do you want to do then love” he asks wrapping an arm around me.

“Just hold me….please” I say as I sniffle. “Here let’s lay down” he says. We move to lay down, I lay on top of him. “Please tell me this is just a nightmare” I say. “I wish it was” he replies as he moves a hand to my hair. “What’s gonna happen to my mate mark” I ask. “I don’t know, it could be one of two things” he says.

“Which would be what” I question. “Well 1: it disappears or 2: it stays and there’s a constant pain from time to time in it” he says. “With my luck it’ll be the pain” I reply. “Hopefully it’ll be option 1” he says. “Would you be mad if I ever get mated to another ghoul” I ask. “No I want you to be happy after I go….I've already told everyone to take good care of you and if you falling in love with one of them happens then that’s great” he says.

“If you could pick for me who would it be” I question. he chuckles, “Swiss or Rain for sure maybe even Mountain, but Dew wouldn’t be a bad option either. And honestly Phantom wouldn’t be a horrible option” he says. “Why Swiss or Rain” I ask as I move to lay beside him. “Well you and Swiss have always gotten along great and Rain would be such a good match for you” he replies.

We keep talking for a while until I look over at the clock and see it’s already 1 am, there’s 4 hours left. “I think I need some sleep” I say, “then sleep my love I'll wake you up around 4:30” he says. I lean over and kiss him, I don’t want to pull away but I eventually do. “I love you so much” I say, he smiles at me “I love you too.”

I lay my head on his chest and eventually fall asleep. A few hours later I'm being nudged awake, I open my eyes to see Aether hovering over me. “30 minutes left” he says, I can see how sad he looks now. I place my hand on his cheek and I see him tear up. “Aeth don’t if you cry I'm gonna cry” I say. “I'm going to miss you so much” he says.

“I'm gonna miss you too” I say tearing up again. “What should we do with our remaining time” he asks. “I don’t know” I say as he moves off of me. I get out of bed and go over to the mirror in his room. He follows and wraps his arms around me from behind. I meet his gaze in the mirror and I break down crying.

“Don’t leave me please” I say as he holds me tighter. “If I had any say in this I wouldn’t be leaving you I'm so sorry” he says. “This wasn’t supposed to happen we were supposed to be together forever” I say. “I know I'm sorry our time is being cut short…..promise me something” he says.

“What” I ask as he spins me around to face him. “Don’t be sad over this forever please….move on find happiness again” he says. “Aeth……I can’t promise that and you know that” I say. “Please….at least try then” he says as I look up at him. “Alright I'll try” I reply as I hug him tightly.

“Last chance are you sure you want to stay in here until I'm gone” he asks. “I'm positive Aether” I reply. He leads us back to his bed and we both lay down. I choose to reach out and hold his hand. “Did you already say your goodbyes to the others” I ask. “Yeah I did that earlier so that we could have this time alone” he says.

“Do you think we’ll ever be together again” I question. “I hope we will eventually….I mean you’re not immortal so logically yeah we should be together again” he replies. “What if I ever became immortal some how” I ask. “Well then I'm not entirely sure, but I don't ever see you becoming immortal even if you had the choice” he says.

We both chuckle at that for some reason. We just keep talking and talking and I can just feel it’s getting closer to time. I go to grip his hand tighter and I can’t feel it anymore. I look over and see he’s fading away. “It’s time love” he says, I tear up again. “So this is it huh” I say as a tear falls. “Unfortunately yes but remember I will always love you no matter what” he says.

I watch as he completely fades away until there’s nothing left. I cry for a bit before I decide to pull myself together and go to the main part of the ghoul’s den. Everyone is there, Swiss sees me and opens his arms. “Come here” he says, I fall against him and he holds me tightly. “We’re all here for you” he says rubbing my back.

“You know I think a cuddle pile would be nice” I say. “Alright who do you want where” he asks. “I don’t care I just want to be surrounded” I say. “Can I join” I hear a voice ask, I look over to see Phantom and I feel tears in my eyes again. “Yeah get over here” I say, Swiss tightens his grip on me.

“It’s okay Swiss really” I say, he loosens his grip as Phantom lays down. I move off of Swiss and move to lay on Phantom. “Thought you didn’t like me” he says wrapping his arms around me. “It’s not your fault you were summoned to replace Aether I shouldn’t hold that against you” I reply.

“So we’re good” he asks as I feel Swiss move to lay against my right side. “Yeah we’re good” I say. Rain comes over to lay at my left side, Dew lays next to Swiss, then Mountain comes over to lay next to Rain. “Is this what you wanted” Swiss asks. “Most definitely I like being surrounded by all of you” I reply. I go to move a bit and I feel a sharp stinging pain where my neck meets my shoulder.

“Ow” I say loudly causing everyone to become concerned. “What’s wrong” Swiss asks raising up slightly. “My mate mark just started hurting” I reply. “You’re one of the unlucky ones that have that happen…..it will happen until you get mated to another ghoul unfortunately” Swiss says.

Phantom reaches up to touch the spot and I feel instant relief. “Phantom I don’t know what you just did but keep your hand there please” I say. I turn my head a bit to see Swiss smirking at me.

“What” I ask, he chuckles. “Nothing sweetness…..I just think your mate mark issue will be solved sooner than you think” he says. “What the hell does that mean” I ask. “You’ll find out eventually” Swiss says. I shake my head slightly before I cuddle into Phantom more. I eventually end up drifting off to sleep.

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[sonicseriesroboshowdown]

Sonic Series Robot Showdown: Round 1 Bracket!

IT'S HERE! After careful consideration from all of your responses, the final bracket for the robotic showdown is complete! We have a total of 32 contestants.

The matchups are as follows:

On the Left:

Orbot and Cubot vs. Scratch and Grounder

Decoe and Bocoe vs. Bokkun (Messenger Robo)

Coconuts vs. Crabmeat

Technosqueek vs. Motobug

Metal Sonic vs. Mecha Sonic

E-123 Omega vs. E-117 Sigma

Sage the AI vs. Nicole the Holo-Lynx

Belle the Tinkerer vs. Shortfuse the Cybernik

On the Right:

Gemerl vs. Emerl

Fixit vs. Gizoid Guardian

SQUID vs. Omochao

E-10000B vs. SA-55

Neo Metal Sonic vs. Shard the Metal Sonic

Mecha Knuckles vs. Metal Knuckles

Rusty Rose vs. Tails Doll

E-101 Beta mk. ii vs. E-102 Gamma

First round of polls will start dropping 4 at a time tomorrow, starting at 12 pm pst, every hour (as to not drop 16 polls on your dash all at once, haha!) See you then!

Check under the cut for some notes/rules and other sonic polls to check out:

Rules

I think that polls are much more fun when there aren't any rigid rules (not that anyone really follows them, anyway) but that being said, here's a few things that you should know:

I LOVE propaganda posts! Feel free to tag me in them and I'll do my best to reblog all of those that I see that doesn't conflict with anything in the following.

Please be respectful to each other/other contestants! I won't reblog propaganda posts that put down contestants. Showing them fighting or that sort of thing is fine, I more mean just saying mean things about them (or ESPECIALLY other people voting).

If you make any comments about wanting voters of x character to 'kys', you will be immediately blocked by me. I don't tolerate that, and I hate that it even has to be said. It just silly robot poll!

Please don't send propaganda to my ask box!!! I want it open for housekeeping and discussion.

That's it! Have fun!

Other polls that inspired this one:

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[mimisempai]

It’s in his kiss

Summary

Sherlock decides to find out who his brother's mysterious lover is. Beginning his investigation in Greg's office, he discovers more than he expected.

Notes

Mystrade Monday  1.0  #21 - “He is a bad kisser”

@mystradepromptsandscenarios

On AO3

Rating G - 843 words

"No, but seriously John, I'd like to know."

John replied in a slightly annoyed voice, "Sherlock, Detective Lestrade's office is probably not the right place for this, is it? After all, he probably doesn't care about Mycroft's love life."

Greg looked up in what he hoped was a natural way when he heard his lover's name as Sherlock harrumphed, "But it is of the utmost importance my dear John, I have noticed a change in my brother. I am sure he is seeing someone."

Greg's heart skipped a beat, but he remained completely calm as he stood up and walked to the door of his office. When he reached it, he opened it and said with a wry smile, "Sherlock, John is right, I'm not interested. But since I don't have an investigation that requires your assistance at the moment, if you want to investigate your brother's love life, that's fine with me."

Sherlock didn't react and started to leave Greg's office with John, while they continued their discussion.

"I'm really curious about the person who finally managed to get my brother's attention, and I'm also wondering how come he's never had anyone, he's pretty good-looking, like me, smart, also like me, he's pretty good at quite a few things, like me... "

Greg rolled his eyes as Sherlock and John walked through the door and started to close it on them as Sherlock continued, "So, I wonder why there has never been anyone before."

Suddenly, as the door was about to be closed, Sherlock stopped and exclaimed, "Oh, I know! It's because he sucks at kissing. Yes, I'm sure I'm right. He's a bad kisser."

John sighed, "Sherlock..."

But Sherlock continued, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm absolutely sure."

Greg couldn't help but mutter, "He's not."

Sherlock turned sharply to him, "He's not what?"

Greg replied, "A bad kisser."

"What?"

"Goodbye Sherlock, John."

Greg closed the door and made sure it was locked, even though Sherlock was banging on it, "Detective Lestrade, open this door immediately. You can't leave me like this!"

Greg ignored him and went back to his desk. 

After a few moments, the drumming stopped and he heard John whisper, "Come on Sherlock, let's go..." followed by the sound of footsteps walking away.

He sighed and slumped down on his desk before resuming his work. It wasn't until about an hour later that he realized that he would have to tell Mycroft about this, if Sherlock hadn't already taken care of it.

He took his phone out of his pocket and started typing.

Remember that conversation

about finding the right time to 

announce our relationship?

G.

Sent at 4:30 pm

Yes, I do. What about it?

M.

Received 4:32 pm

Greg swallowed, a little worried about Mycroft's reaction, then replied.

That's not necessary anymore. 

I think Sherlock and John know.

G.

Sent 4:34 pm

How did this happen?

M.

Received 4:35 pm

Let's just say your brother 

said something slanderous 

about you and I couldn't 

let him get away with it.

G.

Sent 4:37 pm

And what did my dear 

brother say to make 

you so upset?

M.

Received 4:38 pm

That you are a bad kisser. 

And since I am in the best 

position to know that this 

is not true, I contradicted 

him. 

G.

Sent 4:39 pm

Greg saw the little dots dancing on the screen of his phone, but when he got no answer five minutes later, he began to worry a little, what if he had made a mistake?

He got up and started pacing around his office before stopping at the window. Lost in thought, he didn't hear the door open behind him and gasped as two hands landed on his shoulders and a voice whispered in his ear, "So I'm a good kisser?"

Greg turned and chuckled softly before replying, "I didn't say you were a good kisser, just that you weren't a bad one."

Mycroft raised an eyebrow and replied, "I'll show you I'm better than not bad." 

He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Greg's, proving his point with actions better than words. When they parted to catch their breath, Greg asked between gasps, "I take it you're not upset that the cat's out of the bag."

Mycroft shook his head, "I already knew about it when you sent me the message."

Greg sighed, "Sherlock..."

Mycroft nodded, "My dear brother, yes. Though he did not tell me the content of your discussion. As soon as I could clear a slot in my schedule, I came because I knew you would worry unnecessarily."

Greg smiled, then chuckled, "We have a problem now. Now that Sherlock has solved the mystery of your love life, he won't have any more investigations, he'll be insufferable again".

Mycroft replied, " Honestly, my brother is always insufferable. We'll find something for him. But in the meantime, let me perfect my skills." 

He leaned forward again and captured Greg's lips in another kiss that showed the detective that he actually did not need perfecting.

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Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story  🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

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#mystrade #mycroft holmes #greg lestrade #mycroft x greg #some fluff as always #sherlock bbc #established relationship #mystrade monday #mystrade monday prompts

[olivieraa]

and you know what, I always have to pat myself on the back for two things.

critical thinking and questioning everything.

there are posts on my blog that go back as far as 2014 that were very pro what I happen to be anti now. some I reblogged and said nothing, and some I reblogged and voiced my confusion in the tags. I dont plan on finding them and deleting them bc they're a part of the past.

when you're friends on here with a bunch of people who all had, not even similar mindsets but the exact same mindsets, and you were the only one who thought differently, it was kinda difficult to figure out how to think for yourself. questioning things got me in trouble. I was supposed to think the exact way everyone else did or I was wrong and a bad person.

the pro-porn posts, the pro-prostitution posts, some very specific pro-trans posts, and a lot more, I'd be questioning some of what was said in those posts down in the tags and people either sent me anons or pm's and it was less so about like educating me, and more so "how dare you even question this post". very... hostile.

I was experiencing two different worlds. the online world aka tumblr's brand of feminism, and facebook and youtubes pro-mra bullcrap. and then the real world, with my real friends, who were just... normal. and coming on here was like... going to work. in a job I hated. wondering what I'll be "taught" today. what's the right way to think.

but throughout 2016 I was liking a lot of posts that just made sense. common sense. like normal humans were actually writing these posts. but I never reblogged them.

by the end of 2016 and start of 2017 I'd had enough. and I finally started reblogging them. not even in bulk, just here and there. and exactly what I thought would happen, happened. the sensitive Americans go bye-bye.

it was eye opening bc it justified so many things for me, but also, when I'm close to my friends I'll do anything for them. but never for a friend I could never be myself around. that the friendship was a lie bc I held my tongue. that a conversation could never happen bc I'm wrong and they're right and if I dont agree then end of friendship. no discussions, just... the end.

the unfollows were so immediate, and yet it felt like I could breathe again. and so I continued watching anime at the time, but then I started working, and then moved away, and so tumblr slowly drifted away from me.

and then I'd come back here and there.

but I was always, always wondering, and still do. "was I wrong?", "are the things I reblog actually wrong?", "if 10 people unfollowed me over very specific opinions that they all agree on and I'm here with the opposite opinion, am I wrong?"

but I basically answer my own question every time.

in that, its not about being right or wrong. its about questioning everything. questioning why you think that way. being able to justify why you think that way. being able to use critical thinking and have discussions, not have a fucking cult ass way of thinking and just point at someone and tell them they're straight up wrong for having a different opinion than yours.

and that's why I'll never regret the friendships that died on here. bc they are all still stuck that way, whereas I grow and learn and change.

I'm not telling anyone what's right or wrong.

I defo have a couple of boundaries for sure. there's a few things I have solid ass opinions on that I am adamant about. but for anyone that ever wanted to talk, not argue/want to fight, I'm always open to hearing the other side.

but with people like that, from back in the day, that wasn't possible.

and so if the things I reblog make sense to me, I'm gonna keep doing it. cause unlike the earlier years of tumblr where I'd reblog things with questioning thoughts, I'm finally seeing posts that just make sense.

and its amazing

[andydrysdalerogers]

Yours Submissively ~ Honesty

Steve Rogers X OFC Isabella Davis

Summary: Five Years after the events of Civil War, Steve Rogers has moved on from avenging and has started his own business, Grant Inc. He has a secret that would turn his world upside down. And he's good at keep that secret. Until he meets the woman with violet eyes that could bring him to his knees. Now his mission is to make her, his. But she is the key that could bring the world into balance... or chaos.

And she has no idea.

Series Warnings: slow burn at the beginning, smut, angst, sexual themes of BDSM, dom/sub dynamics, kidnapping, loss of virginity, (and a bunch of others that will come up)

A/N: the taglist is open!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

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Previous: Hindsight

Series Masterlist ~ Main Masterlist

Lying in bed, Steve awoke and saw an angel still in his arms.  He smiled, smoothing the hair back down Belle’s back.  She starts to stir, blinking a few times before looking up at him.  “Hi.”  

“Hi sweet pea.  You sleep ok?” 

“I did.  What time is it?”  

“Almost 4 PM.  This meeting took me longer than I thought.”  He smiled at her.  “I’m glad it did.”  

“Me too.” Belle reached up to kiss him.  “Is anyone going to be mad?”  

“Probably Sam but I can handle that.”  Steve continues to stroke feather like touches to Belle’s skin.  “Now that we have kind of reconciled, what do you want, sweet pea?” 

“I want you.  I know that.”  

“Alright.  The feeling is mutual.  Anything else?” 

“I want to be able to hold your hand and be with you.” Belle chewed her lip, letting her fingers dance over Steve’s abs.  “I want to sleep here with you.” She lowered her eyes. “I want a relationship with you.” 

“I want that too.  But we have to be able to talk about anything.  So why don’t we do this?”  He snatched her fingers and kissed the pads of each one.  “I’ll order in and then you tell me about you.  The real stuff and I will do the same.”  

“That sounds like a plan Mr. Rogers.”  Belle bit her bottom lip to hold in a laugh.  

“Really Miss Davis?”  Steve flipped them so she was underneath him. She giggled but stopped when he pressed himself against her. “We have things to discuss.” He started to kiss her face with wet sloppy kisses.  “You’d rather giggle here in my bed.”  

“I’d like to do other things in your bed,” she smirked back to him, finally pressing her lips to his.  He deepened the kiss, slowly opening her, tasting what he could.  

He pulled back.  “We have time for this later, my love.  But I’m hungry so let’s get up.” She pouted but pulled her lip back quickly. “Its ok sweet pea.  No more punishments, I promise.”  

“But what if I like some of the punishments?” she whispered.  

“Well, that is something we can explore. I wouldn’t want to disappoint you.” Steve gave her a big smile.  “C’mon.  Up.”  He pulled her up and handed her clothes.  Once they were dressed, they headed to the living room.  The room sparkled with the setting sun.  Steve took out his phone and called for food while Belle got some water.  Bucky walked in with headphones on, looking at his phone.  He jumped when he saw Belle. 

“Belle!” He slid the headphones off.  “Jesus, you scared me.”  

“So I can surprise a super soldier.  Maybe that is my super power,” Belle said with a giggle.  

“I was not… you know I’m not going to justify this.  What are you doing?” 

“Hydrating.  What are you doing?” 

“Waiting for Steve to finish his negotiations,” he said with a smirk. Belle blushed at his innuendo when Steve walked back in.  

“Bucky, we have food coming if you would like to join us.”  Steve was calm as he grabbed a beer from the fridge.  

“Thanks punk but I think I’m going to head to Lila’s since I won’t have to be quiet anymore.”  He shot a wink at Belle who rolled her eyes.  Bucky grinned and went to hug Belle. “See, I told you it was a good thing.”  He kissed her forehead and headed out.  

Steve raised an eyebrow. “What was that about?” 

“I almost kicked his ass this morning because of how loud he and Lila are.” Belle took a sip of water. “I’ve been up since 5 am because of them.”  

“Sweet pea, I would have let you sleep if you were tired.”  Steve caressed her cheek.  

“I know but I feel better.  Maybe tonight I’ll get some real sleep.  Please don’t worry amore.”  

“If you say so.”  

After dinner, the couple sat in the living room with a bottle of wine.  Belle began, “so you wanted to talk.”  

“Yeah,” Steve rubbed his neck.  “Maybe I should explain how this, me, how I started to be like, I don’t know, how I was, how I am.”  Belle kept her eyes on him as he took a large sip of his wine.  “After Sokovia and finding Bucky again, I was… I was tired.  Tired of the fight, tired of trying to determine who was right and who was wrong.  I stayed long enough for Bucky to get better and then I wanted to do something that would help people but also allow me to grow something that was mine.”  

“So, you started Grant.”  

“I started Grant.  And the first couple of years was enough of a distraction for me not to notice other things that I needed.  Being in charge and having control was something I didn’t realize I needed to have to function. Sex was easy to find.  But control was not.”  

Belle tried to control the barrage of questions that wanted to spill out.  Steve looked at the face of his beloved and smiled.  “Its cute when you are trying to hold back.  You always chew your lip.”  He tugged her lip free.  “One at a time. sweet pea.”  

“Who helped you find control?” 

“Her name is Sharon.  She introduced me into this life while I was still with the Avengers.  But I really didn’t feel the need for it back then.  Once the business was up and running, I sought her out to help me.”  

“Are there like classes or something?” 

Steve chuckled.  “No.  There are clubs that cater to this lifestyle.  You learn how to do things so you don’t hurt your partner.  As you know, there is some pain but if I lost the control, I could have hurt you.  So, I learned to control that power within me.”  

“Oh.”  Belle is rocked but this news. Steve can read the fear radiating from her now.  

“Hey, you were never in any danger. Bucky helps me in training, the workouts, so that the muscle part of me is sated.  The rest is just my passion for you.” He kissed her softly.  “I love you, ok?  I would never do that to you intentionally.”  

“I know.  I’m sorry.  Just got lost for a moment.”  She took her own large swallow of wine.  “How many?” 

“I’ve had eight submissives before you.  They were fun but not anything more than that.  Until you.” Steve smiled.  “I haven’t felt anything like this before you.”  Belle smiled and leaned into him. “Talk to me.  Tell me what I should know.”  

“I don’t know what you don’t already know.  You know I lost my parents when I was about one and my dad raised me until he died right after my 16th birthday.  Some friends of my dad’s picked me up and took me to stay at a home in New Jersey until I was 18.  I then got a scholarship through the Stark Relief foundation that took care of everything.”  

“I know you said your dad died on the job but what did he do?”  

“I don’t know.  I know it was something secretive because a man showed up one time during dinner and my dad sent me to my room while they talked.  I never questioned it because I knew he would do anything to protect me.”  

“He sounded like a good man.”  

“He was.  He left everything set for me.  Like he knew something might happen. Always taking care of others, that was my dad.” Belle shook her head.  “Anyways, I met my friends, and they took care of me.  Especially after I broke up with my last, I guess boyfriend, even though it wasn’t that serious.”  

“Tell me about him.”  

“He was older, worked for a military unit so he was away a lot.  One day, he said he had to leave and wanted me to go with him.  We’d only been seeing each other for a few months so I said no.  I wanted to finish school and start my own career.  I knew leaving with him would be stopping that for awhile and I didn’t have the money to start over if I gave up my scholarship.  He was mad.  Like raging mad.  He said I was making the worst mistake of my life.”  

“Do you think he was right?” Steve feared that she still pining for this jackass.  

“No.  I made the worst mistake when I didn’t give you a chance to explain and I left.  I broke my own heart over my own insecurities.”  She looked at Steve with honest, heart broken eyes.  

“Oh, sweet pea, it was my mistake not to go after you.” 

“But I’m glad we went through it. It gave me time to think about what I really wanted. To know its you.  Its you that I wanted.”  

Steve kissed her hard.  Pulling her into his lap.  “I’m so happy we are talking.  That we are finally opening up to each other.”  

“No more secrets.”  Steve nodded.  

“No more secrets.”  He held her close to him.  “So will I ever get names of these people who shaped your world?”  

Belle giggled.  “Why? So you can hunt the ex down or something?” Steve tilted his head.  “You don’t need to, Hot Shot.  He’s dead.”  

“He’s what?” 

“He’s dead.  He died when the Triskallian went down.  I found out later he worked for SHIELD.”   

“Oh.”  Steve looked confused.  “I would still like to know his name and your father’s.”  

Belle shrugged. “If you want.  My dad’s name is Phil Coulson and my ex’s name is Brock Rumlow.”  

Saturday started better than the days before.  Steve was in the gym, running on the treadmill, going over his thoughts. He thought back to the night before.  He had managed to keep his face from being in shock too much.  It was hard enough to know that her father saved his life by sacrificing his own when he shot Loki to stop him from destroying the helicarrier.  But to know that Brock made a play for her, sweet innocent Belle, left him in searing rage.  

His mind went back to the day Rumlow actually died. The incident in Lagos that left so many people dead.  He found Bucky right after and it was lucky that the King of Wakanda and Pepper had stepped in to help salvage the Avengers in their worst hour.  Tony came to terms with Bucky’s captivity and subsequent brain wash.  Steve came to terms that he couldn’t deal with saving the world so much.  It was the catalyst for him to start Grant.  

His legs pushed until an angel spoke.  “Have a lot on your mind amore?” He slowed to a stop and turned to Belle.  

“I’m processing everything.  Running helps me think.  Sam hates it because I always lap him.”  

Belle giggled.  “Remind me never to go running with you.  Breakfast?” 

“We could go out.”  

“I like cooking for you.  That’s how I think too.”  She turned, her dark hair swinging around. 

“Hey sweet pea, not going to give me a kiss?”  Steve started to walk to her, wiping away the sweat with a towel.  

Belle backed away.  “Not like that you aren’t.  Don’t you dare,” she squealed as she ran towards the kitchen.  Steve kept after her, finally capturing her in his arms, her playful screams causing him to laugh as he rubbed himself all over her.  “Gross!” 

“Sorry love. Just needed you to dry me off.”  

“You will pay for this.”  Belle glared at him but failing when she kept smiling.  "Now I have to shower.”  

“Come shower with me and I’ll take you out.” Steve took her hand and she followed.  He quickly stripped her in the bathroom and then himself before stepping in.  He held her hand and helped her in.  He let the hot water run over both of them as he took the wash cloth and soap.  He lathered up and began washing Belle’s body.  He could hear her sigh at the touch, and he felt his cock twitch.  When he was finished, she took the washcloth and began her moves to wash him.  He had to lean when she wanted to get to his neck and laughed.  

They took their time, washing each other’s hair, feeling every part of their skins.  Steve couldn’t wait; he lifted Belle into his arms and pinned her to the wall.  “Hang tight my love. This is going to be quick.”  He thrusted into her, causing her to moan loudly.  He made quick work, his pace never letting up.  He brushed a hand to her clit, feeling her clamp down around him, causing his own moan.  “Please be close,” he said.  

“Almost baby, almost,” she wailed as he started to move faster and rub her harder.  Finally, he felt her let go and he followed after.  He stopped and they caught their breaths as he softened to pull out of her.  He looked into her eyes.  “Birth control right?” 

“Yes baby.  I had them give it to me after the blood work just in case.  It wouldn’t have affected any baby and I wanted it just in case.”  

“Ok.  I just want to be sure.  I don’t want to lose you if we…” 

“And you wouldn’t.  Just promise me that we’ll stick together if we do.”  

“Always my Belle.  Always.  I love you.” 

“I love you.”  

“Ok, breakfast.  I’m starving.”  

Leaving the diner by Steve’s apartment, Belle and Steve were laughing at some article in the news about steve.  “Wait, so Captain America doesn’t have shield pajamas?”  Belle kept laughing as Steve tried to maintain a straight face at the ridiculous notion.  He pulled Belle close kissing her forehead and bumped into another body.  “Excuse me.”  

“Steve?” 

Belle and Steve whipped around.  “Sharon?  What are you doing here?” 

“Meeting a friend.  Its good to see you.” They exchanged an awkward hug since Steve refused to let go of Belle’s hand.  Sharon looked at Belle.  “Hello. I’m Sharon Carter.”  

“Isabella Davis. Hi.” Belle extended her hand and Sharon took it.  Belle looked at the woman who changed Steve’s life.  Blonde, tall, sweet looking, unsuspecting of her devious side.  She could see why Steve went to her.  That didn’t mean she like her.  

“I haven’t seen you at the club recently,” Sharon said to Steve.  

“Yeah, I won’t be going back.”  

Sharon looked at Belle.  “I see.  Well, I hope you are getting everything you need.”  The innuendo was clear as a bell and a dark look came over Steve’s face.  

“I’m getting everything I thought I didn’t need.” Steve held onto Belle tighter.  

Sharon understood now.  That Belle knew about him and his particular lifestyle.  She scoffed.  “She won’t be enough,” she sneered.  

“You don’t know anything about me,” Belle said, standing straighter and placing herself between Sharon and Steve.  

Sharon stepped back at the stance.  “You don’t know him like I do.”  

That was the point that broke Steve’s resolve.  “She’s knows me better.  She’s everything.  It was nice to see you, Sharon.  Have a nice day.”  He pulled Belle away and headed to the apartment.  

“So that was Sharon.  Nice lady,” Belle said sarcastically, hiding her fear from her words.  

“Sweet pea, don’t listen to her.  You are more than enough. I love you.  Please forget about her.”  

“I love you.” Belle kissed his hand.  She plastered a smile, wanting to let go of her fear.  “What’s the plan for today?” 

“Either we can go do something or I can keep you in my bed.  Haven’t decided.”  

“I have to get ready for my first day on Sunday, but I like option two.”  

Steve smiled and leaned down to kiss her. “Me too.”  

NEXT

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[idontlikeem]

i have some hockey-related asks, i'm going to try to get to them tomorrow. sorry guys, been a bad mental health weekend for me.

i thought maybe writing about it would help, so that's under the cut, but i'm discussing mental health stuff and a bit of food stuff so please don't click and read if you're sensitive to that, and even if you're not don't feel any obligation to click and read lol i just am complaining mostly.

as someone who's had mild clinical depression and moderate generalized anxiety for basically my whole life, it's kind of...shocking to me to sometimes pull my head up and look around and see just how badly i'm being affected by acute situational depression.

it has a different flavor and a different feel. i'm familiar with the struggle to motivate, the lack of desire to get tasks i find unpleasant done even when i know i have to do them, and the occasional bouts of like...idk just Existential Sad. i've always had that, and i've always been able to sort of stiff-upper-lip my way through it and come out feeling better after a few hours or days of feeling not so great.

this? jesus christ.

i cannot make myself get out of bed in the mornings more than a few minutes before i have to log on for work. i lose time during the work day just staring into space. i haven't taken my dog for a long walk in weeks (now part of that is due to the very extreme weather and now my fucked-up knee, but if those things hadn't happened i cannot with confidence say i'd be out there with her). i lie down and just want to...stay there.

i've always been a comfort/stress-eater. i've struggled with my weight for always, not exactly helped along with my mom's absolutely awful approach to body image and like. idk just general care and maintenance of a teenage girl's weight, this is all stuff i don't even want to get into lol, but suffice to say that i am not at my healthiest physical self and have for years sort of made myself feel better with little snacks. but now? i don't eat all day and it's like i can feel that i'm hungry, i understand that the reason my stomach hurts is because it's 4:45 pm and i haven't had anything but coffee today, but i cannot get myself to get up and go downstairs and have something. i bought protein shakes and those have been getting me through the really bad days, but even though they're the brand and flavor i like best when i'm training for long runs (koia vanilla bean and chocolate brownie btw if anyone needs recommendations), they taste like chalk and i have to force them down.

the insidious part is i think i'm doing ok. i get through a work day and maybe, like, do the dishes and say 'hey! look at me, being independent. i'm doing just fine'. and then i walk past the giant pile of stuff i've ordered to try and make myself feel better and haven't even opened. there's a pile of boxes downstairs that i cannot motivate myself to open. i go past it and i go upstairs and i lie down and that's it. the whole afternoon and evening passes and i just stare at my phone trying to keep my mind blank because if i don't i start crying and can't stop.

you can find articles out there that outside of the literal death of a spouse or child, divorce is one of the most stressful events a person can go through. and i fucking believe it. i have never felt this bad for this long in my whole entire life.

i hate feeling like this and it's been worse this weekend than since this whole fucking thing started, i think, and it's so DUMB because we actually got some good news with my mom (along with some bad but that's end-stage cancer for you), so you'd think that would pick me up and help me? you'd think i could have used these days to do some of the things i need to do, like actually putting my clothes in the dresser i finally bought? but no. i've spent basically since friday night getting out of my bed long enough to take daisy to do her business when she needs to go and use the bathroom myself, and that's...it, basically.

this is so stupid. there are so many worse things in life than this, so many people who are going through really bad shit, but all i can do is sit here and thing about how fucking worthless and thrown-away i feel. how pointless. like i'm a piece of trash that just can be discarded when someone's done using it up.

i don't even miss him. right? like i don't. he was bad for me. but holy shit.

#personal #this is so fucking whiny #i'm so angry at myself for not doing something but i CAN'T #i thought this would make me feel better but it's just made me feel even more pathetic #and i know what i should be doing but i just. can't. i can't do it! i can't do anything!

[hannaswritingblog]

meet me at the crossroads [a short story]

Disclaimer: the events depicted in this story are fictional and the places, as well as some mentioned people, are meant to be vague, but the girls who have inspired the main characters are very much real and I guarantee they'd have a lot of fun together.

Tags: original fiction, real person fiction, no reader insert, self insert, friend insert, political au [inside joke]

Word count: 1.6k

Birthday gift for @winterxisxcomingx 🎁 Happy birthday, bestie! I hope you're having a good one. :D This is a much more personal and personalised thing than what I usually do, starting with the use of our proper names instead of Y/N, through not being a regular fanfiction and ending with the idea taken from the private chat, but I believe you deserve it! 💜 And now - for the story! Enjoy it!

You can now read part 2 here and part 3 here. :D

The two girls have always known they’d eventually meet, but if anyone told them it was going to be the way, they would probably laugh.

It all started with mysterious letters they both received. Just a few days ago they were only discussing them on the chat.

“Have you opened it yet?”

“No, not yet.” 

“Me neither. Can we open them together?”

“Sure. I’m getting to it now.”

After a few minutes of silence, the chat became active again.

“What does your card say?”

“It says: Meet me at the crossroads in our capital city, by the place I work at. I know you’ll recognise it. Be there at 11 PM on November 23rd. Signed by: Krzysztof.”

“Mine is the same. Do you think it’s our Krzysztof? You know, the politician we talked about?”

“I’m not sure, but who else could it be?”

“Do you think we should meet him then?”

“Well, I feel like we have nothing to lose.”

That’s how their plan to meet was born. The city where they would meet was chosen for them, they only had to pick their trains to get there, book a hotel – just in case they needed some rest, although they expected to stay up all night – and find places where they would spend their free time or eat something when necessary.

And here they are now – seeing each other for the first time at the busy train station in the capital city of their country. It took them a moment to find each other at this train station, arriving at different times and navigating from different platforms. But eventually they succeed, agreeing to meet near the ticket office. That’s where Hanna and Winter fall into each other’s arms, smiling and laughing.

“You look different than what I imagined,” Winter admits when they finally go apart.

“I could say the same,” Hanna responds, “but I’m not disappointed.”

She notices Winter blushing, but rather than comment on it, she ignores it, not to embarrass her friend further. When the excitement from finally seeing each other starts to fade away, the girls decide to check into the hotel they booked and leave their luggage there. After that, they head towards a restaurant they found in the area, so that they can finally eat dinner and peacefully talk about what awaits them.

“I’m having second thoughts, you know,” Winter says.

“Do you want to quit? We still have time.”

“No, I don’t think I want to quit, I just… I’m a little stressed. I don’t know what to expect.”

“Don’t worry, I’m stressed too,” Hanna tries to comfort her. “But I’m trying my best to see this as an adventure we’ll go through together which doesn’t have to end badly. And hey, at least we got to meet in person!”

The smile on her friend’s face makes Hanna sure she said the right thing. Winter surely feels a bit better now, and she knows Hanna’s right – meeting the online friend in person is something she’d been looking forward to for a while and she’s glad it finally became a reality, even if in odd circumstances.

After spending an hour or two at the restaurant the girls go to the hotel to get some rest before the meeting that awaits them. Neither of them is able to take a nap but they take a chance to shower and lay in beds for a little while.

Soon they decide to head towards their destination. They make one stop at the nearby Starbucks to grab some coffee which will give them energy for the night and head towards Krzysztof’s workplace. He’s already waiting for them when they get to the crossroads. Winter instinctively grabs Hanna’s hand as they approach the man.

“You made it,” Krzysztof says as he notices the girls. “I’m glad to see you.”

“Yeah, sure,” Winter responds. “Why did you want to meet us?”

“Straight to the point. That’s good. Well, I wanted to meet you because I have a mission for you. I urgently need to collect a package, but it’s on the other side of the city and I can’t leave work for more than fifteen minutes, so somebody has to do that for me.”

“And it has to be us?” Hanna asks. “Why?”

“Yes. I wanted this to be you two because I’ve been following you. I recognise you from your online work and I know I can trust you.”

The girls exchange looks, frightened and amused at the same time. It’s definitely weird to see their seemingly strangest ideas come true, but they already know it’s something they can simply laugh about (and definitely will in the future), no matter how serious it could eventually become.

Krzysztof gives them the address and a secret code needed to get the package. He gets ready to leave for work, but before he can do that, the girls stop him.

“Hey! What about giving us something in exchange?” Hanna exclaims.

“You want something in exchange?” he asks, a bit surprised.

“Well, yeah,” Winter says. “Isn’t it obvious we need something back? Of course we’re glad to be here and see each other, but we’ll be walking around the city in the middle of the night and getting your package when you’re doing your job in comfort and warmth…”

“Not to mention that we had to skip classes to get here,” Hanna adds, “and we’re behind with the work for our next classes because of that. We could as well be at home reading books or writing essays.”

“Exactly!”

He sighs, considering his options.

“Okay, let’s make a deal then. If you don’t fail to bring me the package, each of you can ask me for help with one of your classes. I’ll write you the final essay or read a book you don’t want to read and tell you all about it. Is it okay with you?”

The girls agree to his terms. After saying he’ll meet them in two hours in the same place, Krzysztof goes back to work while they start a walk to the nearest bus stop where they can catch a night bus.

“Do you really think he’ll do that for us?” Winter asks Hanna as they reach the bus stop. “You know, write us an essay or something.”

Hanna shrugs her shoulders as she checks the timetable.

“We have a bus in five minutes. I don’t know if he’d write an essay for us, but I’m thinking we could ask him to just, like, take care of our grades. Call our tutors and explain the situation or simply ask them to give us a passing mark. Nobody would have to do the work while we’d be sure we’d pass a class we don’t like.”

“And you think any of your tutors would agree?”

“Hm… probably not.”

“Right? Mine wouldn’t even believe I know him.”

They both start laughing, causing the few other people waiting for the bus with them to turn their heads and stare a little. They can’t stop even after they enter the bus. But they don’t really care, as long as they’re having fun.

The pickup place for the package turns out to be a small store right by their final bus stop. A bored cashier takes the code from Winter and gives her a package. No questions asked, no additional confirmations, as if it’s something that happens there every night.

“Well, that was easy,” Hanna sighs once they leave the store. “Now we only have to get back.”

“I hope we can catch a bus…”

Luckily for the girls, the bus arrives right when they reach the bus stop.

The quick journey means they have to wait a bit for Krzysztof to leave his work again and take the package, but they easily find ways to entertain themselves, like listening to music together, telling each other jokes or petting a stray cat that passed them by. They don’t even notice when all the remaining time passes and the man approaches them.

“Thank you for your service, girls,” he says. “You really helped me, I mean it. If I can do something for you…”

“Oh, don’t worry about it. We’ll manage,” Winter responds.

“Yeah, we probably wouldn’t do much today anyway, and at least we had some fun together,” Hanna explains.

“If you say so… But if you ever need anything, just call me,” Krzysztof proposes, giving them his business cards.

“Sure. Thank you.”

They all smile at each other and part their ways.

Even though it’s a long way, the girls decide to take a walk back to their hotel. Deep in the conversation, they don’t even realise when they reached their destination and how tired they became on the way.

One after the other, they quickly take a shower and lay down in their beds. It’s only in that moment that Hanna realises one more thing.

“Winter, I completely forgot!” she exclaims, sitting up. “We were meeting him on your birthday!”

“Really?” Winter responds sleepily. “Oh, right… To be honest, I forgot myself.”

“Happy birthday, bestie!” Hanna says as she leaves her bed and goes to her friend to hug her.

“Thank you so much! It was the best birthday of my life.”

“Oh, I’m sure it could’ve been better. It was so chaotic, you didn’t get any gifts, and you’re far from home…”

“Yeah, maybe, but at least I got to spend this day with you.”

They smile at each other and hug for the last time before actually going to bed. They both are right – the long day that’s just coming to an end was definitely chaotic, but it was good, since it was the first day of many that they could spend together.

#I want to turn this into like a regular series but for now you get this short story haha #let me know if you think I should actually do it 👀 #also I scheduled this for 6 AM so I hope you managed to see this before your classes #and if not I still hope it made your day better whenever you saw this!!! #hanna's writing #hannaswritingblog #meet me at the crossroads #original fiction #real person fiction #no reader insert #self insert #friend insert #political au #inside joke #not requested #gift for someone #winterxisxcomingx

[cornflowercanine]

today was apeshit (good and 8ad)

>managed to wake up at 7:30 am aGAIN despite me 8eing fully capa8le of sl33ping in + that wasn't a full eight hours, i just Couldnt k33p laying there trying to sl33p lol >

>going 8ack and forth from mind-num8ing dread a8out Have To Pay 500 Dollars Rent None Of Us Have 8y Tomorrow Or We'll Get Kicked Out, to having my head spin from laughing with my friends >sis told me last night our mom would pay us 8ut i didn't think that might go through hence going 8ack and forth from im gonna die to It's fine actually i n33d to turn my 8rain off for a minute from all this :8lush: >sis finally wakes up at. 1 pm. tells me, mum8ling, that our mom can't pay us. n33dless to say i f33l 8ad, thankfully all the hoes (my friends) s33m to have disappeared for an hour so i dont kersplode a8out it to anyone >press sis a8t it more, mom could pay us on monday, "....actually i think this goes to the 15th it doesnt have a d8 on it :)" "8ut it's a 3 day notice that we got on the 11th isn't that the 14th" "..." >literally one day short. sis says our mom doesn't have the money now, 8ut our older 8ro does, so she tries to middle man 8etw33n us to get it over >sister's fiance asks her mom to help too >tensely it's ended on okay we've Pro8a8ly got it, sis leaves for work (AT 3 PM HER WORK STARTS AT 10 AM SHE HAD A 2-HOUR SHIFT I'M GONNA FUCKING), kinda just have to w8 til sis's fiance's mom replies/our mom steps up, nothing else to do, thusly: >Creamed Honey Discussion Hour has 8egun. my life is promptly ruined 8y

8ROWNING'S FLAVORED CREAMED HONEY THAT S33MS TO 8E 8RIGHT FUCKING PINK AND RED IN FLAVORS I FUCKING LOVE *AND* I COULD PRO8A8LY 8E TAKEN TO THEIR PHYSICAL GIFT SHOP SOMETIME. HOW CAN I COPE KNOWING I DONT HAVE THIS IN MY LIFE RIGHT NOW /lighthearted >spend 30 minutes looking at madoka magica side comic things to try and find a 8onus where homura is explaining madoka to the rest of the quintet and Godoka, Invisi8le, is going ahhh!! homura youre idolizing me way too much!! I STILL COULDNT FIND IT 8TW IM FUCKING -PUNCHES WALL- >8ut i DO unlock pure autistic special interest joy over these comics. you know the homestuck panel format where a char is like *-* looking up at thought 8u88les of the thing they like, its in jades intro and i think m33nah does it too? i did that. >GET INFORMED RENT IS PAID. WITH OUR MOM AND MY SISTER'S FIANCE'S MOM. OPEN ANNOUNCEMENT AS "WHO WANTS TO FUCKING KISS ME WITH TONGUE". THANK GOD THANK FUCKING GOD >ask my friend "hey im not sure if im d8ing this person or not should i ask? zhe called us watching a movie a few days ago a d8 and when i jokingly say 'haha that was so funny wanna d8 a8out it' zhe says yes". ze says "didnt you literally ask hir if zhe's your gf and zhe said yes". "i might actually just 8e fucking stupid" >ask hir >i have a gf now :partying_face: >

>coo and chirp at moirail and wish himer goodnight and hang out until it's time to sl33p, looking at images of homucifer and konan akatsuki >here now, 12:40 am, i shouldve 833n in 8ed 40 minutes ago, 8ut tomorrow is my day off so it's ok wow

#clove rambles #personal #d slur #yeah uh. today was a whole lot lol #8UT I'M HAPPY X) I FUCKING LOVE MY QUADRANTM8S AND I LOVE!!! AUTISM #AND IM HAPPY and tomorrow i have to shower and make my 8ed :) #this was good. i dont wanna deal with this again i think i will pro8a8ly move in with my 8est furriend sooner #8ut rent scare aside today was 8aller #scr33nshots of me and my friends 8eing insane is meant to convey 'and then me and my friends were insane #for several hours' 8tw

[little-yla]

: : the right person ☆

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genre: fluff

warnings: nothing exc for a bit of cursing

word count: 963

a/n: my first time writing so please dont judge😭😭💔 if u liked this story, feel free to request more!! 🫂🫂 ( jeonghan is such a green flag )

this is part 1, part 2 is coming soon

You were paired up with Jeonghan for a math project, you didn't know much about him except for the fact that he was popular amongst the girls in school. He showed absolutely no interest in the girls, they thought he was into men because of that reason. Despite being absolutely gorgeous, you had no interest in him. You never saw what he had, you thought he was just a regular boy. Not until you were paired up together. That feeling ended quickly as soon as you interacted with him more. You finally understood everyone, but you had to clear your mind.

"Y/n, pair up with Jeonghan." your teacher says. You gasp as you saw your classmates glancing at you, they looked like they were about to chase you like a dog. You slowly walk to his table to have a chat about the project, being scared because of all the stares but you then get to his table. "You scared, huh?" Jeonghan asked, he could tell by your awkward face. You answered, "Well, you could say that, I guess." while giggling a little. He laughed at you, but he understood why. He gave you his number to ask for help, even for things other than the project.

You both discuss the project, and you catch yourself smiling the whole time while chatting with him. Were you developing feelings for him? But then the bell rings, it is time for you to go home. As soon as you got home, you had the urge to text him, but you noticed that he had texted you first.

jeonghan: hey, do u wanna meet up at the cafe near the town's library tmr?? so we can work and have little chats, it was fun

y/n: oh yeah suree, what time?

jeonghan: does 2pm sound good 2 u?

y/n: yep

jeonghan: alright c u tmr <33

Did he just give you a heart? Your heart was pounding so fast texting him, you figured it was because he was the first ever boy from school you texted. Well, you were wrong about that.

The next day, you woke up at 11:24 am. Your alarm was ringing so loud, but you quickly woke up as you remembered about the important meet-up. You greeted your cat, Toro, and got some milk from the fridge. You had some breakfast and took a shower, thinking about him every single second. Opening the closet was a bad choice, you did not think about what outfit you would wear, and you panicked so hard. It was 12:48 pm, you had 1 hour and 12 more minutes left, you couldn't possibly finish that fast. You chose to wear a cute dress with the cardigan your mom bought, and did your makeup a little faster than usual.

You drove to the cafe and saw him waiting for you, he waved as you saw him. "When did you arrive?" you asked, he had arrived at 1:30 pm. You apologized for being a little late. He replied, "It's fine, I wouldn't mind waiting longer for you." He surely was a sweetheart, a literal woman's dream. After discussing the project and finishing it, you guys decided to spend more time together. Were you really hanging out with the most popular boy?

You went to play games with him and found out he also played Valorant. He was happy he could find someone with the same interests as him. You found out he liked Bossa Nova and never dated once. "If you never dated anyone, then why don't you try dating someone that likes you?" you asked. He replied, "Well I'm waiting to find the right person for me, someone that likes me for me, not my looks." That got you interested in him, you wanted to find out more about him. After a long time of hanging out, you both went home.

jeonghan: heyy, i had fun w u today :)) lets hang out more

y/n: I AGREEEE, we should also vc and play valorant if u can

jeonghan: agreed, wanna hang out after school next week?

y/n: tuesday?

jeonghan: tuesday.

Wow, was he trying to test you? You had bad experiences with boys before meeting him, and you were hoping he wasn't like them. All I can say is that, I like him. You caught feelings for him, shocking. You had the urge to text him and call him. It felt too risky, you didn't want to seem obsessed. And again, he likes someone who likes him for him, not someone who craves looks.

A notification pops up, who is it from?

jeonghan: hey, wanna vc?? sorry if im asking u so late at night :(

y/n: nahh nw, lets call?

jeonghan: YAY

Your ringtone starts playing, seeing his name on the phone made your heart beat 10 times faster. Why was it easier to talk to him in real life? I can't even talk to him over the phone. You picked up the phone and heard his deep voice. "Sorry about my voice, I'm really tired right now." Jeonghan claimed. You replied, "Then why did you want to call me? You should go rest." He didn't want to rest, he wanted to call you and hear your voice.

You spent a few hours talking to eachother and playing games, hearing him curse for the first time. "Ohh, we're fucked. WAIT, I'M SORRY," Jeonghan panics, "You didn't hear that." You didn't mind, you revealed that you also cursed a lot. He was relieved, I'm guessing he has a curse buddy. Afterwards, you both decided to stop video calling and texted eachother instead.

jeonghan: thank u for today☹️☹️ i enjoyed it a lot

y/n: heyy dont worry ab it, u made today fun 😆☝

jeonghan: lets do this more, i dont need to stop my cursing for once

y/n: YKW ME TOO, everyone around me js hates the idea of cursing

jeonghan: well i get why, anyway see uuuu tmrr. sleep well and goodnight

y/n: gooodd night <33

#svt fluff #svt #jeonghan #jeonghan fluff #seventeen #yoon jeonghan #yoon jeonghan x reader #jeonghan x reader #yoon jeonghan x you #jeonghan x you #jeonghan imagines #jeonghan x y/n

[thegrandlinesimp]

HELLO!! May i please request Eustsass Kid playing naked hide and seek with his partner (any gender)? 🥺🥺 That's so beautiful to even think about 😂

As I discussed with kizaru over pm this - of course - turned into smut... I ask not for forgiveness from god but praise from the devil 😁

So I wrote this with a femboy s/o in mind cause my bf is one and he's been driving me insane with his short skirts and tight stockings and my frustration ended up bleeding into here 😂

Also I feel Kid would be all about a femboy s/o.

Note: I just remembered this is the first time I’ve ever actually posted smut 😂 been writing/studying how to write it for 10 years but never has any of it seen the light of day till now!

Warning: swearing, manhandling, hair-puling, face-fucking, rough sex

Kid x fem!boy S/O: A Game of Cat and Mouse

2k+ words

(god he's so fucking pretty, I'm like, literally mesmerised by this gif!)

Kid growled, clenching his teeth, “Hundred’s way too long, twenty, tops.”

His boyfriend scoffs, twirling a tube of lube around his fingers, “Barely enough time to hide and start prepping myself. Less you want to hurt me like that?”

The red-head pouted, squinting at his partner, “Not my fault I got a big dick.”

Name smirked, “And not my fault I’ve got a ‘cute, fuckable little ass’ as you so eloquently put it.”

At this point Kid felt himself starting to get impatient, “Fine, fine, a hundred! But,” he jabbed a finger at the petit man, “this better be worth it.”

Name gave that little giggle, the one that never failed to make Kid’s cock twitch at the sultry promise the laughter held, “Oh, it will be~”

***

“Eighty-seven, eighty-eight,” Kid muttered out loud, staring up at the ceiling of his cabin the image of Name darting about the ship stark naked no longer amusing him enough to stave off boredom, “eighty-nine, ninety.”

It was then that an odd feeling began to bubble in his gut as he neared the final countdown, his legs tingled, itching to move as his heartrate picked up.

“Ninety-six, ninety-seven,” the young captain grinned, hauling himself off the bed, shucking off his coat – the last of his clothing – as he strode to the cabin door, “ninety-eight, ninety-nine,” he reached for the door handle, the coil in his gut growing tighter, heart racing faster, “a hundred.”

He didn’t know what to expect when he flung the door to the deck open, which was the main reason he’d managed to convince Name to let him keep his boxers on. While the smaller man would be hiding, Kid would be walking about the empty ship looking for him and the last thing he wanted was for one of the crew to come back from the tavern to find him walking about the ship completely naked, dick shrivelled up from the cold night air.

As if losing his arm wasn’t enough.

Oh yeah, that’s right.

He took a quick step back inside the cabin, disconnecting the prosthetic and dumping it beside the doorway. He kicked the door shut as he stepped out onto the deck, brain ticking away as he tried to figure out where to look first. It was then Kid realised with a sinking feeling that nearly anywhere could be a hiding place for Name; not only was the man small – with the faintest hints of muscle showing under his usually tight clothes, but he was impossibly flexible to boot.

Then again, that was one of the many things Kid loved about him, and damn if it didn’t make for some fun times.

Kid gave a quick scan of the deck, wondering if he should trust his boyfriend’s rule about not hiding where anyone on the docks could see them going at it. It wasn’t that Name was no exhibitionist, it was more he didn’t want anyone else seeing Kid butt naked, dude had more of a jealous streak than the red-head ever could.

He smirked as he went below deck, deciding to first check the storerooms, then the kitchen and lastly the bathroom. He knew he didn’t need to check the crew quarters; Name hated the smell of the other men overpowering Kid’s.

“Such a possessive little shit,” Kid chuckled to himself as he began his search.

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Nowhere!

Motherfucker was nowhere to be found!

He’d even checked the crew quarters!

And the kitchen, twice!

…Okay the second time his main goal was to grab a drink, but still, he checked! The liquor! Cabinet!

Kid knew he just needed to shout their safeword and Name would come out, but that would mean giving up the hunt! And Eustass ‘Captain’ Kid was no fucking quitter!

There was one more place Name could be, Kid’s workshop, but he’d need the key to get in and the guy had left their cabin completely naked, holding just the lube.

Still, it didn’t hurt to check.

And what do you know! The fucking door to his workshop was unlocked!

Kid slowly opened the heavy door, glaring down the dozen or so stairs leading into the heart of the ship. He took two down before turning and bolting the door shut behind himself; Name wasn’t overly strong by any means, but damn if he could run. The red-head reached the bottom of the stairs and glanced around, frowning. There were even less places to hide here than anywhere else! Under the table – well he could see under there from where he was so that was a no go, behind his unfinished works or the couch. That was it!

The couch was an exciting prospect, he could just grab Name by the arm and haul him over the back onto the cushions, pressing his face into the seat as Kid went go straight to town on him!

This whole no clothes thing was actually kinda hot, he was starting to see why Name had suggested it.

He grinned, feeling a familiar bubble of arousal begin to surface in his gut as he stalked towards the couch. Ever so slowly he placed his hand on the back – being careful to not let his fingers hook over so Name could see them – as he brought one knee up onto the seat.

“Gotcha!” Kid roared as he lunged, nearly toppling over the back of the couch as his hand grabbed…

Nothing!

“Fuck!”

He glared at the empty space behind the couch, now he was sporting a semi with no way to get off other than his own hand!

Kid whipped around to look at his unfinished projects, the much larger ones covered by-

“Sheets,” Kid hissed, grin turning manic.

Last he checked, he had six unfinished projects covered by sheets, so as not to get dust in the delicate mechanisms.

Then why did he now count seven?

He didn’t dare to move, hatching a plan of attack. Okay, so he knew those two were weapons, that one was some weird bird statue that came to him in a dream and those two were too big to be Name.

Shit, so it was the one on the far left or the far right!

“Clever boy,” Kid muttered, eyes darting between the two as he tried to deduce which sheet had his boyfriend under it, then he had one of his bright ideas, “Oi, Name, c’mon on out. Got a nice, juicy, fat cock here for you to suck on.”

There! The left one twitched, he was certain!

In less than a second, he’d torn off the sheet to find-

Not Name! Name was making a break for the door from under the far-right sheet!

The red-head bolted after him, Name shrieked and laughed as he dashed up the stairs. Kid had never been happier about his rare moments of foresight than when his boyfriend reached the door and fumbled with the bolt.

“Finally,” he shouted as his one arm wrapped around Name’s waist and the smaller man was hauled over his shoulder with a shriek, “oh you’re gonna get it!”

Name cackled, making feeble attempts to wriggle out of the captain’s grasp, “I knew you’d get into it!”

Kid huffed, tossing the other onto the couch and shoving his boxers down. He couldn’t help but leer down at his boyfriend who was kneeling on the couch, salivating at the sight of his cock, thick and hard, yet bowed under its own hefty weight.

He grabbed Name’s hair and tugged, causing the smaller man to grunt as he was forced to look up at the red-head, “Open.”

Name didn’t miss a beat, opening his mouth and poking out his tongue, eyes half lidded as he panted up at his lover. The grin of Kid’s face was feral as he realised that the other man had probably been fingering himself the whole time he was hiding, continuously edging himself, bringing himself to a point beyond desperate for Kid’s cock.

“That’s a good boy,” Kid smirked, rolling his hips so the tip of his cock brushed against Name’s tongue, “keep it up and you’ll get a reward.”

Name’s needy whimper was cut off as the red-head shoved his cock into his mouth, he didn’t even have time to gag as the thick length slid down his throat, causing tears to well up in the corners of his eyes.

“Fuck, your mouth was made for my dick,” Kid growled, watching Name as he struggled to bob his head with Kid’s fingers still tightly gripping his hair, “you want it, you little slut, want your captain to fuck that pretty little mouth?”

Name gave a loud moan, the muffled vibration feeling heavenly to the red-head as he looked down at those pleading eyes. Kid grinned, clenching his teeth as he began to rut against his boyfriend’s face, being sure to pull back every now and then just long enough for him to get some air. During one of those few seconds, Name’s tongue darted out to swirl around the cockhead still in his mouth. Kid groaned, rhythm stuttering for a moment as his grip on the other man’s hair tightened.

“Fuck,” he panted, pulling out and letting the other man go, “turn around and spread your ass for me.”

The smaller man had already begun to turn before Kid had even finished speaking, resting his forehead on the back cushions of the couch and reaching back with both hands to spread his ass cheeks.

Kid couldn’t stop the groan he let out at the lewd sight before him, the way his lover’s hole clenched around nothing as light streaks excess lube trickled out and down his thighs was a sight he’d never grow tired of. He stroked himself a few times and licked his lips, committing the image to memory.

Name’s hips gave an enticing sway as he whined, “K-Kid, c’mon.”

Oh, he was already in a begging mood, was he?

Perfect.

The red-head chuckled, moving to press the tip of his cock against the other’s entrance, grinning at the sensation of the muscles pressed against him immediately relaxing. Keeping a firm grip on himself he rolled his hips forward just slightly, relishing in the sinful cry Name gave as his cockhead slipped in, then he placed his hand on the other man’s hip.

And Kid didn’t move past that, remaining still as a statue.

He felt light headed at the way Name’s breath began to pick up, he tried to push himself back onto Kid’s cock, but the grip on his hip tightened.

“Need something, babe?” Kid chuckled.

“Fuck, Kid, please!” Name whined, hands moving to grab the back of the couch for extra leverage to try and push back.

But Kid didn’t let him move.

“C’mon, Name,” he laughed, “we both know you can do better than that.”

With that he pulled out, tip resting against the other’s hole.

“No!” Name wailed, whipping his head around to look at Kid, pupils blown wide and mouth hanging open as he panted like a bitch in heat, “Oh, Captain, fuck! Please, Captain, fuck my slutty, tight asshole with your massive cock!”

The red-head felt the familiar swell of perverted joy in his chest as he grinned, “That’s better.”

Kid slammed his hips forward with a snarl, thighs quaking at the feeling of his length being engulfed by the tight, wet heat of his boyfriend’s ass. Name cried out, tongue lolling out and eyes rolling as Kid set a brutal pace, hips slapping against the curve of his ass. All his lover could do was hold on to the couch for dear life as his captain fucked him further into submission. The hand on his hip pulling and pushing him to the red-head’s rhythm, whines and choked moans falling from his lips every time Kid’s length rubbed against his prostate.

“C’mon!” Kid roared, grabbing Name’s hair again, “Sing for me, slut!”

He pulled Name by his hair till their torsos were pressed together, Name’s hands having to leave the back of the couch to comply with the position. Kid laughed as the other man scrambled for purchase, managing to grab the red-head’s hip with one hand and tug at red locks with the other. The new angle had Kid’s cock rubbing perfectly against Name’s prostate, pressure harsh and unrelenting.

“You gonna be a good little slut and come for me, Name?” Kid grunted, feeling the coil in his gut beginning to tighten.

The only reply he got was a garbled moan and a frantic nod.

Kid let go of his hair and Name let go of him, he fell forward to bury his face in the couch cushions as rhythmic slapping of skin on skin began to falter.

“That’s it babe,” the red-head snarled, head spinning as he hurtled towered his finish, “be a good boy and come for me, gonna fill you up so much you’ll feel it inside you for days!”

“Kid~!” Name shuddered beneath him, bucking back as he moaned and clenched around his cock, coming all over the couch.

“Fuck, yes, fuck!” Kid bellowed, slamming his hips forwards one last time as he came deep inside his lover, groaning as his thighs trembled, hips rocking to prolong the sensation.

Eventually his heartbeat stopped pounding in his ears and Kid slowly pulled out, grinning as he watched strings of cum run down the other man’s thighs. He leaned forward, wrapping his arm around Name’s waist, who groaned in protest.

Kid chuckled, placing a surprisingly soft kiss to the back of his boyfriend’s neck and smirking, “Next time, I’m hiding with the lube.”

#eustass kid #spicy #male reader #kid x reader #one piece scenario #one piece #here we go sinning away #my writing

[darkmulti]

-> 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞

-> 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝.

-> 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

-> releasing this a bit early because we reached 4K+!! Thank you guys so much! I love you all<3

-> THIS PROFILE CONTAINS DUB-CON AND NON-CON THEMES! PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

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It was a Saturday night — the busiest day of the week. You worked at the strip club, not as an exotic dancer but as a waiter. The money you were making was just enough for you to survive on your own.

Tonight, you wanted to ask your boss if you could start working as a dancer. You packed your new dancewear and everything you might need in case the boss says yes. It was around 4 pm when you arrived. You walked to your boss’s office and gently knocked on the door.

“Come in”

You grab the door handle and push the door open, revealing your boss Taehyung with a glass of whiskey in his hand.

“Hello, little one. What can I help you with?”

You thought the nickname was creepy at first, and when you politely asked him to stop calling you that, he said that he had a nickname for every employee. Over time, you’ve grown used to it. And you’d be lying if you said that it didn’t give you butterflies in your stomach.

“I know this is sudden, but can I start dancing?”

Taehyung squeezed the glass cup tightly, almost shattering it with his bare hand.

“But why? You’re just a little angel. Angels don’t sin, little one.”

“Sir, I really need money. I want to go back to school and get a degree so I can have a permanent job.”

There was a pause of silence before you spoke up again.

“I-I can show you my skills. I’ve been practicing. I even brought my dancewear.”

Taehyung shoots you a glare. It was intense and almost threatening. He sighs as he puts the glass of whiskey on his desk and walks to the couch, where he sat down with his muscular thighs spread apart.

“Go wear your little outfit and come back here.”

You innerly smile and leave to the dressing room to change. Once the door closed, Taehyung let out a chuckle. He’s never going to allow you to be a dancer, he just wants to watch you for his pleasure.

After adjusting your straps and fixing up your hair, you sprayed some perfume around your neck and walk back to his office.

“Sir, I’m ready.”

“Good, now come in and lock the door.”

You did as told then remove your robe. It didn’t take long for Taehyung’s member to harden after seeing your body on full display. Taehyung turned some music on then said “the stage is all yours, little one.”

You’ve been practicing for months, just for this moment. Bending over and whipping your hair back, showing off your beautiful body to him. Taehyung motioned you to come to him, so you can give him a lap dance.

He placed his hands on your hips and made you grind on his bulge. Your face warmed up after feeling his boner that you caused. Taehyung started moving his hips with yours, making you whimper.

His hands moved to your breast and gave it a light squeeze. “Sir, I thought touching is not allowed.”

“I’m the boss. I make the rules. Right now, touching is allowed.” You were too naive to understand that he was manipulating you.

30 minutes pass and you finally stop and take a step back.

“So... what did you think?”

You were expecting a positive response and even a praise but you got the complete opposite.

“I’m sorry, little one. You’re not good enough. I can give you a raise but I’m not letting you become a dancer.”

“But what if I practice more? Could you reconsider?!”

“No is my final answer, little one. I’m a very busy man and I don’t have time to watch you dance just for you to fail.”

Embarrassed. You felt so embarrassed. You genuinely thought Taehyung was enjoying your show. Well, it sure as hell looked like it. A gloomy look took over your face and you walked towards the door to leave.

“Don’t give me that pouty face, little one.”

Taehyung abruptly pulled you on his lap and attached his lips to yours. You didn’t respond until Taehyung’s hand spanked your butt, causing you to moan.

“Grind on me, baby. I know you want it just as much as I do.”

You rubbed your clit harder against his bulge until you released. “Keep moving, little one. Help daddy cum too.” He growled, before grabbing your face and kissing you again. Deep moans left his mouth turning you on even more. His hands all over your body — it felt euphoric.

Taehyung let out one last groan before cumming in his pants. “Fuck! You’re so fucking good.” he kissed your jawline and moved down to your neck.

“How about this, little one. You become my personal dancer and I pay you money. You can stay with me, I’ll buy you everything you need as long as you accompany me and satisfy my sexual needs.”

“Like a sugar daddy?”

“Exactly”

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Rules:

No dating

No lying

No revealing clothes

If something is wrong, tell him

No swearing

Don’t be bratty

Obey him

Never reject his kisses

Don’t leave without his permission

Answer his calls and texts immediately

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How he’s like:

Taehyung’s a charming, gentleman

He treats you like a queen

He never ignores you

You’re his first priority

This man spoils the shit out of you

He buys you luxurious clothes and accessories

For your birthday, he bought you a brand new Porsche convertible

Taehyung’s very possessive, but you honestly don’t mind

You love spending time with him anyways

Anytime another male is too close to you, he wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him

If you hug him, his hands will immediately go down to your ass and grab it

He’s very affectionate

Even at important events, Taehyung will always hug you, kiss your lips, cheeks and forehead in front of anyone

Sometimes you forget that you’re his sugar baby because he treats you like his wife

Your opinion matters to him

Whether it’s a big or small decision, he always wants to hear what you think

In the morning, he makes you breakfast

Especially if you had a long night with him (if ykyk)

When he’s doing work, he makes you sit on his lap and do some cock warming

Taehyung loves travelling with you

He’d rent out expensive villas or hotel room

Taehyung loves swimming with you

The man enjoys your company

You’re so lovable, sweet and innocent

It was almost like you were made for him

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Yandere Taehyung:

Taehyung was secretly obsessed with you

After he hired you as a waiter, he wanted to know everything about you

Since the job application required your address, Taehyung knew where you lived

He broke into your apartment and hid tiny cameras in places you’d never see

There were cameras in your kitchen, living room, bedroom and bathroom

He did this to keep an eye on you and make sure that you’re not seeing another man

When you’re at work, Taehyung stops by your apartment and takes some of your underwear to get off

He hacked into all your social media accounts, unfollowed guys he didn’t like and checked your dm’s regularly to make sure nobody was trying to get with you

If you made plans with your friends, Taehyung would show up (in disguise) and watch you from afar

Whenever you had plans or even a date, Taehyung would call you and say that more waiters are needed and he will pay extra because it’s an emergency

So you end up cancelling on your friends/date which angers them

Soon, your friends stopped inviting you to hang out because you always cancel last minute because of work

Taehyung’s plan was too isolated you from your friends which gives him the perfect opportunity to swoop in and be your one and only companion

And what do you know, his plan worked

Not only that but since you have no friends anymore, you’re always with him

So he never has to worry about you fooling around behind his back

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Sex Life:

Taehyung was incredible in bed

He never failed to satisfy your sexual needs

You’ve both tried so many kinky things in bed and it was honestly fun

He was addicted to eating you out

Hickeys all over your body. Between your thighs, on your stomach and chest. All over your neck, collar bone and jawline.

Taehyung loves marking what’s his

Traditional rough sex + doggy

But hey, it gets the job done

Three round minimum, 7 rounds maximum

Taehyung will always cum inside of you

He loves watching himself cum into your little hole

He gets more turned on when watches cum his leaking out of your hole and running down your thigh

Dry humping is something he’s into

The idea of both of your coming without having actual sex drives him crazy

Blowjobs for days

He loves watching you suck him off

Make eye contact with him while you suck and he’ll have an orgasm

You must swallow all of his cum

Don’t spit it out

Before Taehyung got you, he used to use your underwear to masturbate

You eventually started to notice that a bunch of your panties disappeared

Therefore, Taehyung returned most of them (except for his favourites), some washed, some not

Taehyung could literally cum to the thought of you wearing panties covered in his dried-up cum

It made him hard just thinking about it

Over time, you notice Taehyung becoming more aggressive in bed

It would get so bad that you’d have to use the safe word to get him to stop

You noticed he started doing things he’s never discussed with you before

Sometimes, you cry under him because he scares you

He’d pin your hands above your head and fuck as hard as he could

You were not used to it nor were you a big fan of it

He was taking everything out on you

Taehyung would start at 21:30 and finish at 04:00

Unknowingly, Taehyung’s yandere side took over him

Some may know him as V

His cruel and sadistic side who felt no remorse whatsoever

V’s kinks are dark and heavy

He choked you until you couldn’t breathe, tied you up so you couldn’t move, and slapped you when you asked him to stop

V enjoyed watching you cry too

Overstimulation was the worst part

Your core was crying for a break but V couldn’t care less

The man fucked you until you passed out

Minimum 7 rounds, maximum... there’s no maximum

In the morning, he’d still be deep in you and depending on his mood, he may or may not fuck you again

At this point, you didn’t care if it was Taehyung or V, you needed to leave him

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Trying to break off the (3 years) contract:

This is when Taehyung goes fucking insane.

After nights of relentless sex, you finally decide to break the contract. You couldn’t handle the abuse anymore. Sex every night to “remind you of your place” was complete bullshit. You stayed with him for two more months, hoping that the old, sweet Taehyung would come back and save you.

Unfortunately, he never did. After you lost all hope, you wanted to get away from Taehyung as soon as possible. He can keep all the gifts and money he’s given you if that means freedom.

You woke up only to see Taehyung missing from the bed. He must’ve gone to work, you thought. You get ready and pack all of the clothes you brought to his mansion. You write a small message on a notepad, saying that it’s over. You didn’t dare to tell him face to face because you knew exactly where it would’ve lead to.

You left his mansion and took the bus back to your apartment. An hour later, Taehyung was blowing up your phone, spamming you with messages.

“Where the fuck are you?!”

“Answer my calls!”

“Explain the message on the notepad!”

“What do you mean that we’re “done” ?”

“The contract’s not over yet! I still fucking own you.”

“Get your ass over here!”

“You’re making your punishment worse for yourself.”

“How can you say goodbye to me like this?! Do I mean nothing to you?!”

“You’re going to regret this!”

“Come back here, now!”

“Stay where you are, I’m on my way!”

You started to tear up because you were petrified. You drop your phone in fear and ran into your closet. You hid in a basket full of your clothes so no one could see you. Not even a minute passed and Taehyung was banging on your apartment door.

“OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR, Y/N.”

You covered your mouth, stopping the sobs from coming out. You needed to find a weapon. You looked around your closet and that’s when you spotted something.

A camera.

A tiny camera is hidden in plain sight. Your heart dropped to your stomach. How long has that been there? Who placed it there? Your mind immediately went to Taehyung. You were trying to connect the dots but how could he have possibly gotten into your apartment?

You stopped questioning when you heard Taehyung break down the door. He came right to your bedroom and opened the closet door. He pulled out the basket you were hiding. “Get up.”

That’s when you knew the camera belonged to him. He knew your exact location. You couldn’t help but wonder how long he’s been watching you.

You take a deep breath in and stand up. Taehyung’s fierce eyes encountered your terrified ones. He grabbed your jaw and pulled your face close to his.

“What the fuck were you thinking?! You nearly gave me a heart attack! I thought one of my enemies kidnapped you but no! You just left me with a shitty ass note.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Sorry?!” Taehyung pinched the bridge of his nose. “SORRY?! THAT’S ALL YOU FUCKING GOT?!”

He picked up your glass jewelry box and threw it on the floor. The whole thing shattered, causing you to burst out in tears. “T- Taehyung! Stop! Stop it! You’re scaring me!”

“Good bitch. Seems like I haven’t scared you enough because you still have the nerve to fucking leave me.”

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Omg, I finally wrote something after months of being an unproductive piece of shit.

This is bad, but I still hope you enjoyed 😊

Oh and I apologize for any mistakes. Like always, I’m half asleep:)

xoxo,

naina❣️

#taehyung smut #yandere taehyung #taehyung yandere #kim taehyung smut #Sugar Daddy Profile: Kim Taehyung #bts smut #bts profile #taehyung profile #bts yandere reaction #bts yandere #yandere bts #dubcon #non con

[threepointseven]

Home(Dinner Part 2)

Im shortening the exchange students name to S/N AKA student name

Sorry i forgot to answer the person who actually requested this @kurooandkarmaswife thank you sm for requesting! I hope you enjoy 😩

Also lets pretend you cant have more than 1 pact with a human cause yeah. If you havent read Dinner yet go read it since you’ll really only understand this if u read the first part

Fandom: Obey me!

Pairing: not really with anyone but has subtle undertones of solomon & Simeon x reader

Length: sort of long

Genre: Angst with comfort

Gn! Reader and exchange student!

Part three!

Dinner last night, was, well...pretty terrible. I ended up waking up at 2 am to the brothers STILL not home. Apparently even Diavolo had taken a liking to the new exchange student.

A day goes by and finally i get to meet the new exchange student.

Whoah

Is all i can think. I walk into the living room unnoticed as everyone is talking to the new exchange student, i wouldnt blame them.

They look incredible.

I felt a hint of jealousy wash over me. Seeing Mammon, Asmo’s and Beel’s joyful laughs as they talk to them. Their voice was ever so gentle, it’s what i imagine spring to sound like.

I tried forgetting about my distasteful thoughts of jealousy and walked over to them.

“Goodmorning!”

I called out to try and grab their attention

“Oh, MC! I didnt see you there;;”

Asmo said to me as he was taking selfies with the new exchange student

“This is the new exchange student”

Beel smiled

“Hi! My name is MC”

I happily introduced myself

“My name is S/N”

They brought their hand out and i shook it in return. Their eyes were ever so sweet, i felt the sadness come over me as i wore a soft smile.

Something tells me this wont end well.

Weeks go by as i barely get to see the brothers anymore. They’re always around S/N. I find myself longing the brothers touch. The random emergency texts i get from mammon, calls from Asmo asking me if i wanted to go to a club, Belphie always dragging me to his room to take a nap, Beel’s adorable goodnight texts, Lucifer’s complaints about work, Satan’s library dates, And levi’s rants about a certain anime he just watched.. i missed it all.

I guess i missed the warmth and the constant attention i got from them. The attention thats now being directed at S/N.

The new feeling of emptiness leads me to the Purgatory hall, a place i’ve been to quite often after S/N had won over the brothers.

I enter the room praying that i dont see S/N hogging Luke, Solomon, and Simeon’s attention....

What?

Did i just think that?

Am i that jealous?

Have i gotten so used to being in the spotlight that suddenly i become like this when not in the center?

Its an unpleasant feeling and i try to snap myself out of it as i see Simeon, Luke, and Solomon all happily seated on the couch drinking tea and eating pastries Luke made.

“MC! Hey!!”

Luke happily greets me as well as Solomon and Simeon. Im pulled to the couch as im seated next to Luke. I take a bite of the pastry and embrace the comfort of the sugary sweets.

The conversation goes on for a long time as hours go by. Soon enough the entire tray of pastries and tea are long gone.

As the clock hits 8 PM i realize ive been at the Purgatory hall for too long now. Excusing myself i go back to the house of Lamentation to be once again greeted by smiling faces and S/N laying out plates filled with food for the brothers.

The brothers quarrels, Satan’s face of annoyance, Asmo’s whining... The smell of warm food on the dinner table being handed out....

As i hide from the view of the brothers and S/N i look back to when it would to be me that made everyone dinner and calmed them down.

My chair.

My chair had been occupied by S/N,

What?

Did they expect me to sit on the floor for dinner or something?

As i slowly walked to my room i heard the deep voice of Lucifer

“Oh MC,,, sorry S/N is sitting on your spot, we thought you were gonna go to the purgatory hall for dinner tonight. We do apologize”

As i feel my throat closing up i smile and say in a bubbly tone

“Oh it’s fine! I was actually gonna go out with my friends for dinner anyways! I was just getting something from my room, i’ll be out in a sec!”

Lucifer gave me a warm smile and continued conversing with S/N

As i went to my room i started to realize the situation here. I’ve been replaced. I mean who wouldn’t replace me when the actual definition of an angel was right in front of them with their welcoming arms open.

As soon as i got to my room salty tears trailed down my cheeks,

Jealousy?

Sadness?

Anger?

Whatever the emotion was i wasn’t having it. Unlocking my DDD to be greeted by the wallpaper of me and the brothers all dressed up for a ball we went to together once. i tried to hold back my few tears as i called Solomon, a dear friend of mine.

“Hey solomon!!”

“Oh, yes MC? Is there anything you need?”

“I know i just left the purgatory hall but could I possibly stay there for the night?”

“Oh, of course! I dont exactly know why but Luke’s already whining about how you stayed for too little.”

“I’ll be right over”

I hung up the phone, my tears stopping after i heard that comforting voice of his.

That night i stayed at the purgatory hall, happily sleeping next to Luke, lulling him to sleep.

The purgatory hall became my escape. Solomon always made me laugh, Simeon always made sure i felt welcome there and Luke was practically my adopted son after how long i could stay with him.

As i went about the kitchen helping Luke make a pastry i showed him from the human world a strange feeling washed over me. The feeling of something being erased from my my soul, something was fading away. That something felt like it was piercing my soul.

I look around my body to see what it is. As i look around i see it.

My pact marks are starting to fade

I panic as i excuse myself and go back to the house of lamentation.

As i silently enter the room i hear the faint sound of the brothers, they’re discussing something.

“Cmon Satan you’ve gotta be quick! What if they find out?!”

“Removing a pact isnt that easy Mammon.”

As i listen more i realize what it is.

They’re trying to break my pact with me.

And for what exactly?

Because they want one with someone else.

That someone being S/N

It hurt. Who wouldn’t be hurt? tears flowed from my eyes in record time as i tiredly walk outside.

Devildom was a place the brothers always told me to beware of, but right now i couldnt care less.

While i walked around the town with puffy eyes and the stinging feeling of my pact marks being removed, i hear a certain group of people call my name, i look back to see Luke, Solomon and Simeon’s smiles quickly turn into frowns as they see my tears

“What’s wrong MC?!”

Luke worriedly asks

Unable to hold it in i tell Them.

“The brothers are trying to break my pact with them, they want one with S/N apparently. Im afraid i’ve been replaced by that saint..”

Solomon and Simeon’s face turn into faces of empathy while Luke’s turned quite sour

As Simeon came closer to me and pulled me close into a hugged he mumbles out a comforting phrase

“Whatever happens MC, you’ll always be welcome at the purgatory hall.”

The sentence made my stomach overflow with butterflies. I happily hug back, quickly accepting the purgatory hall as my new and improved home.

#obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me simeon x mc #obey me simeon x reader #simeon x reader #simeon x mc #solomon x reader #solomon x mc #obey me! x reader #obey me! #obey me imagines #lucifer x reader #asmo x reader #belphie x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #obey me luke #obey me angst #obey me angels #satan x reader

[magicpumpkin3]

hey you i see your req are open ? if you have time , can you write about reader ( female or gender natural ) who always act cold and strong in front of other but one day the dorm leader see her crying in the sleep . they like having a nightmares about the dorm leader leaving them and sleep talk about begging them to stay ?

i am sorry if this is too long .

Note: I went through seven stages of grief while writing this. And the crazy part, I have no idea why! (Prob BC of the art/writing block).

Note№2: I sincerely apologize for the delay. But at last, most of my finals are over and I hope my will to live and create will return (and NOT at 3 AM!)

Riddle Rosehearts

He honestly didn't know you fell asleep. You were staying in his room, listening to him, rambling about his dorm members not understanding the importance of rules.

He stopped rambling as soon as you let out a small sob. Slowly turning his head towards you, to make sure he didn't mishear it, Riddle looks at you. Another sob leaves you followed shortly by a hitched inhale. He's momentarily at your side. Riddle isn't quite sure what to do. He knows for sure, he needs to wake you up. While he attempts to do so, you start crying even more, particular shacking from the amount of tears.

Riddle stills when he hears you call out for him. Never have he ever imagined you, of all people calling for him. It's unusual for you to show such deep emotions to anyone so poor thing is absolutely lost at what to do again. He had similar nightmares too (not to the point of years though), so he understands your fear.

He attempts to comfort you in your sleep, since he could wake you up. Riddle hugs you and whispers reassuring things and lot's of "I'll never leave you"s. He'll never mention it to anyone but he will talk about this with you for sure.

Leona Kingscholar

It was one of the many sleepless nights for Leona. He usually listened to your heart to fall asleep faster, feeling safe and loved. Laying on top of you, using you as a pillow, it always helped.

Leona is no stranger to nightmares, quiet the opposite actually. But never did he imagen that you will have one. In front of him. There isn't a lot of people who would understand you, lucky for you, Leona is one of a few, who understand. He trys to wake you up at first, causing you to cry even more. He's panicking, he has no idea what to do. You're always so cold, calm and quiet one of the many reasons why he likes to sleep near you.

Once Leona hears your cry for him, beginning him, to stay. He stills, not believing his ears. He had similar nightmares about you, leaving him. You were always there to comfort him when those night terrors came, so he does the same for you.

He cuddles you, pat's your head, running his fingers through your hair and says probably the sweetest things you'll ever hear from him. Leona won't mention it to anyone and won't talk with you about it. He will cuddle you more and say encouraging stuff to you in private though.

Azul Ashengrotto

He was in his office, counting contracts, before heading towards his room. He couldn't leave his angelfish waiting! You and Azul made an agreement that whenever he's being late to your 'privet' date, you'd wait for him in his room.

Standing right outside the room, Azul heard faint crying. Momentarily, he enters room, normally he knocks, even though it's his room, privacy is privacy but in this situation, he had to.

Seeing you crying in your sleep, made his personal killbill siren go insane! Usually it was the other way around, you comforting him after another bad dream. So Azul did what you usually did to him, try to wake you up and comfort you.

You let out another cry but with his name. Poor Azul was afraid you were having nightmare about him, hurting you. He was about to push away, when you weekly grabbed onto his arm and pleaded to stay with you, still asleep.

Azul stayed by your side whole night, not daring to fall asleep. Not like he could. Whispering words of love and reassurance, cuddling you, with his whole being, Azul silently cried with you, feeling your pain, like no one else. He won't say a word to anyone but he will talk about your fears and insecurities.

Kalim Al-Asim

He just returned from one of his night flys. Usually he just flys on his carpet whenever he couldn't sleep, thais was one of those nights. As soon as you entered Kalim's room and sat down on his bed, you fell asleep, due to up coming exams. Sunshine boy truly tried to fall asleep with you but he couldn't.

So imagen his suprise, when he heard your crys. You! The ice majesty you! You were like that comical 'polar opposites' couple. If anything, it was most likely him being the crying one then you!

Poor Kalim was panicking half of the time! He was about to call Jamil for help (since vice dorm leader always helped him to calm down in saddest moments) but then he heard your crys for him. You, the always cool and calm, you were calling for him???

Kalim wouldn't even try to wake you up in fear of scaring you even more, instead he'd attempt to comfort you through your sleep. Hugging, cuddling you, pressing gentle kisses here and there. He'd try to stay awake the whole night but unfortunately he falls asleep embracing you. In the morning he's very tempted to ask others for advice but Kalim understands, that it's too personal. He'll be a bit awkward about it (he doesn't know how to approach you when it comes to emotions) but he will talk with you about your nightmares.

Vil Schoenheit

Normally he was the one to fall asleep first but oh well. You did look horribly tired this whole day. Schoenheit was in a good mood, so he decided to have a beauty sleep with you (aka go to sleep at 9 pm).

He was about to fell asleep but was shacken back to the reality with your sobs. At first, he thought it was just his sleepy mind and imagination but when you started to toss around the bed and cry even more aggressively. Vil would usually just knocked some sense into you, to not ruin his beauty sleep but it's not the case.

He isn't the best guy if you need comfort. Especially if he's used to you being cold and calm on the outside (like him). So Vil is really confused on what to do. Logically he'd try to wake you up first and if that fails, he'd still be lost for a good fee seconds. Don't be mad at him, please, he trys his best. Vil would try to hug you and keep you in place, so you wouldn't accidentally hurt yourself, try to calm you, by saying stuff like 'it's okay', 'let it out' and 'sh…I'm here for you'.

When he first heard you cry for him, Vil like Azul thought, he was the cause of your tears. He was about to start to think some really depressing things but then you begged for him to stay. It's like something snapped in him. Vil never thought that you'd be that attached to him. He'd be more 'aggresive' in his calming attempts. More 'I love you's and 'I won't ever leave you's, tightening his embrace and all. He wouldn't talk to anyone about it and he would be hesitant to talk to you about it too. Since he's also an 'ice queen' he tried to think how'd that go through his point of view. But in the end you'd still discussed it.

Idia Shroud

You both were chillaxing in his room. Idia was having one of those long night gaming marathon/sessions and you accidentally fell asleep on his bed. Idia doesn't mind though, he understands that you're probably tired and his bed is comfy!

Before long, he was at max level fighting with the boss and he was about to disintegrate that worthless being- Wait, did he hear it correct? Pushing pause, Idia pushed his headphones a bit. Yep, that was someone crying. Hold on... IT'S JUST YOU AND HIM HERE!!! Remember, I told you about killbill siren in Azul's head? Now THIS is a killbill siren. Idia is panicking his shit out and has no actual idea what to do! His anxiety level has never been so high.

Usually he was the one having nightmares (if you were lucky to catch him asleep) in your couple, so if something you or Ortho were the one to comfort him. Poor Idia, he was on the verge of tears from the panic. He was about to call Ortho for help when he heard your cry for him, his name being chocked out from your trembling body. Hesitant, he would try to wake you up (And miserably failed). Idia will mostly say reassuring words and won't do much physical contact since he's afraid of scaring you even more. He really is worried, don't get me wrong! After that, he would only ask Ortho for the advice (or internet in anon mode). He doesn't want to mess up things even more so he'll be shy asking you about it. You and him will still talk at some point though.

Malleus Draconia

Fae's sleeping schedule is a... wierd thing but it is what it is. Usually Malleus just watches you sleep instead of sleeping himself. So here you were in bed next to him, sleeping peacefully, while Draconia watched you like a hawk.

So when your face started to show the slightest hints of discomfort, he noticed it. And from that moment on, his 'protecting' instincts were acting up. He didn't risk waking you up right away but he git closer to your sleeping form non-theless. He was monitoring everything, starting with what expression does your face makes and ending with your heart beat.

When you let out your first shaky sob, Malleus felt like there's a crack in the floor and it's getting bigger. He had no idea what to do. While he was spacing out and silently panicking, you started to cry even harder. Poor baby, was scared to do anything! He tried to wake you up but you just started crying even harder! Malleus got a heart attack when you cried his name out. Like Azul he thought, he was the reason of your nightmare. The only thought about it made him go to the verge of tears. Malleus was brought back to the reality by you, pleading for him to stay. Mal mal would hug you, whisper promises of being with you forever and try to slowly rock you like a baby to ease your bad dream. He won't mention it to anyone and won't talk with about it. But if it happens again, he'll decently confront you about your nightmares.

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[bloodyhell-lucifer]

Daddy is the devil | Lucifer Morningstar

Pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x fem!reader

Summary: Reader is one of Chloe’s best friends and they haven't seen each other for a long time so the decision was made. Finally a sleepover at Chloe’s house since Chloe has a day off of work and Dan took Trixie with him to have some dad-daughter time. What they didn't know is that Lucifer will come with unexpected visit and reader’s shirt will cause such a mess.

Warning: language, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), praise kink, daddy kink, +18

Based on this request: Hello, I hope you are doing well, I would like to politely request a one shot (or more if it inspires you, you do you) from Lucifer, you can do whatever you want with it, reader insert, oc, smut, no smut, totally up to you but I would like it to involve Lucifer meeting/seeing the reader/character (preferably female, gender neutral is also fine) wearing that crop top from Blackcraft that says “Satan Is My Daddy” please and thank you

Notes:

Thank you so much for this request sweet anon! I couldn’t wait to write it down because this idea was so cool.

To be honest it’s my first real one request so I’m pretty excited and also this is my first smut so I’m not so proud about it. I think I don’t know how to write them. Someone teach me?

If there are some mistakes let me know because English isn’t my first language so as soon as possible I’ll correct it.

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If you guys like my shitty writings you can follow me for more. I’ll be posting new things sooner than you think and thanks for so much activity under my posts and all the follows, it means a lot and I love u so so much xx

You and Chloe had everything planned for tonight. When you were talking on the phone to discuss the details you decided to have a movie night with some alcohol. You bought some wine, chips and sweets for you and your friend to have some snacks. Feeling of excitement was huge about finally seeing your friend after such a long time. You showed up at Chloe’s door about seven pm ringing a bell to her door. After few seconds the door were open and Chloe lean out from behind of it.

“Oh my god hi girl, so good to finally see you.” she enveloped you in a big hug wrapping her hands around your neck.

“Hi Chloe, long time no see.” you hugged her back. With a gesture of her hand she invited you inside and you stepped in.

After two hours you two were slightly drunk and making fun comments over character that was on the screen of tv during the movie.

“So tell me Chloe, some time ago you were taking to me on the phone about that guy you were working with that just have some attitude and always have something to tell and joke about. What was his name again? Lucian?” You asked her taking other sip from glass of wine.

“Lucifer to be exact. His name is Lucifer.” on her face appeared frown and she raised her brows. “Why you asking?”

“Just asking. You like him?” Hint of concern could be felt coming from your lips.

“Of course I like him. I work with him. He’s my partner.” she responded and nervously began to rub her hands against her thighs.

“You know that’s not what I meant. Is he that handsome that it’s bothering you?” you got up from the couch and headed to the kitchen to pour yourself another glass of wine since you finished the last one.

“Please stop. He’s definitely not my type. He’s arrogant, has got a big ego and always have that stupid smile on his face every time we go somewhere.” She folded her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes.

“Oh I hope I’ll meet him someday. I want to know who’s working with my best friend.” you winked at her and laughed along Chloe.

“Some day for sure.” Chloe was praying that this whole Lucifer topic will end with that. “Tell me you have someone?” She tried to change the topic of that conversation.

“Of course not. Some time ago I had a date with this guy named Brian but it didn’t go well and I lost hope for finding someone.” You said going back to couch and putting your glass on the coffee table that was in front of you. “Listen I’m gonna go and change because this jeans are so uncomfortable and I’m losing my shit with them” You grabbed your bag and went to bathroom to change. You picked your normal pjs which were just crop top with caption ‘Satan is my daddy’ on it and black bottoms.

“Oh Jesus Y/N what a shirt” Chloe blurted as soon as she saw you.

“It’s just a crop top Chloe. Can you just chill? We are already drinking a second bottle of wine and you still seem so stressed about something.” You declared after seeing her sitting so tense. One of the movies you’ve chosen was still playing in the room and none of you was watching it so Chloe switched it to music channel.

“Y/N I’m so sorry. I know I screwed this up. I’ve been stressed about work and Trixie and I don’t know what to do. I hoped I will invite you, we will have fun together after long time and this feelings would go away, but I guess it doesn’t go away and I can’t have fun. I messed up” she sighed and got up from the couch to just stand in front of you having her hands on your shoulder.

“We’re all humans after all, Chloe. I get it and I understand. You don’t have to worry. We can talk about it if you want and we still have time to make it fun. Go get change into your pj’s and and I’m expecting you turning back with a smile on your face.” You smirked to her and went up to set new snacks on coffee table.

When Chloe returned she didn’t have time to say anything because the bell from the door rang immediately.

“Did you invite anyone else?” You asked curiously.

“Of course not. Just you and me. No one else.” She added going to the door to check who was that. You were just standing right behind her.

She opened the door and Chloe saw the the last person she wanted to see today.

“What are you doing here?” She hissed and it was obvious that she didn’t want that person’s presence. You still couldn’t see who that person was.

“Oh don’t be so rude detective. I was in the neighbourhood and I thought that I’ll stop by with a visit.” You heard men’s strong deep voice with a British accent.

Chloe was so tired of this. She didn’t have strength to fight with that man and let him in and then you saw him. The man was a lot taller than you, shit he towered over you. You were so shock seeing that handsome man that you though that you were having a hallucinations seeing a Greek god. He had pitch black hair with little stubble. His hazel brown eyes were twisting into yours like he wanted to see every inch of your soul. Of course his devilish smile was there too to give him another hundred points to looking too fuckin’ good. He was dressed in fancy black suit and black button up that hugs his body so perfectly. You could see from distance that under all that suit he must be having a nice, trained body. Is that legal to look that handsome? You though to yourself.

“Bloody hell detective, I didn’t know you were having a company.” He sent you an evil grin and came into your way. Chloe stood there and she was about to say something when that man spoke to you.

“Hi, my name is Lucifer. Lucifer Morningstar.” He stepped closer to you and took your hand in his. He kissed the top of your hand.

“Like the devil?” You asked and you didn’t know if to laugh or to start panicking.

“Don’t bring my dad into this darlin’. Yeah, like the devil.” He still was having that smirk that could knock you off of your feet by any second. “And you are?”

“I’m Y/N” you gulped suddenly feeling naked under Lucifer’s gaze.

“Oh that’s a real beautiful one” he responded and lean in just to be few centimetres away from your figure. He took one of strands of your hair and put them behind your ear whispering to you. “I really like your shirt baby.”

You wanted to say something, anything but you just couldn’t. You didn’t want to believe that is was that guy Lucifer that you were asking Chloe about.

“Okey enough, Lucifer. Leave Y/N alone. What do you want?” Chloe closed the door behind him and asked Lucifer with frown on her face and furrowed brows. She had her hands on her hips and she really looked like she was not in the mood for such things.

“I said loud and clear I came just to check on you, but now as I see your friend I might want something.” He chuckled and looked at you again. You were so intimidated by his presence that you were looking down at the floor in that moment with blush creeping onto your cheeks.

“Can you stop being the perv that you actually are? If you don’t stop you’ll have to leave.” She urged staying in the hallway. Chloe really was pissed off.

“Okey dokey.” Lucifer raised his hands up in a gesture of surrender and he stepped back from you and went to the living room and you and Chloe follow along.

“Okey ladies, let’s start the night properly” Lucifer loud voice echoed through the room and you already had known that you gonna regret it later.

Chloe told you and Lucifer that she had enough of drinking and that’s it. She was not the one to convince so you and Lucifer were left to the alcohol that still was in the house. After another two bottles of wine and another two hours later in the night Chloe’s phone started buzzing and within moments she went to grab it and answered the call leaving the room. You knew you two were pretty drunk but you could still manage with yourself. Lucifer on the other hand after that two hours ended up with his shirt half unbuttoned and messed up hair after you challenged him to do so. You couldn’t get your eyes off of him sitting like that with his legs spread out and your whole body was screaming to straddle his lap. You though you were going to drool yourself at sight of his muscular torso. You felt pretty damn wet in your panties after sights like this.

“Guys I’m leaving for now. I’ll be right back but Dan called me saying that Trixie is burning up and probably having a fever. I’m going to pick her up. I have already ordered a taxi. Please don’t do something stupid. Y/N, I’m counting on you” Chloe shouted to you putting on her shoes, already changed and slumming her front door shut.

“Guess we have some time alone sweetheart.” Black-haired man said to you turning his head towards you. He put one of his massive hands on your thigh and you sighed after his touch touching your sensitive skin. Your knees were touching and you felt shiver running down your spine. His face was millimetres away from yours. The pad of his thumb running across your bottom lip making you tremble. Your breath hitched as Lucifer smirked at you.

“What do you say baby girl? I know you want me.” He seductively admitted. His deep voice echoing through your years. You felt like you were in trance. Thoughts and consequences be damned, you wanted him more than you’d ever wanted anything, and fuck anything that was in your way.

His thumb moving away from your lips as he was leaning in closer to you. His lips ghosting over yours. His hands cupped your face with his two hands caressing your cheeks. Both of you starred at each other. Your eyes fluttered closed as Lucifer laid his lips on yours. He kissed you passionately, your lips moving in sync. Lucifer’s eyes fluttering closed as well. He grabbed a hold of your hair pulling at them causing a moan felt from your lips as the kiss began to got deeper and needer. You decided to make a move and straddle his lap. His fingers moved from your jaw to your hips digging into them harshly. Your fingers quickly unbuttoned the rest of the buttons on his shirt. Your hands didn’t waste time to trail down his muscular torso what made him groan into the kiss. You broke the kiss first moving your head down towards his exposed chest, pressing your lips against it. You trailed wet, sloppy kisses down his chest, then down towards his stomach. Stopping above the waistline of his pants. Lucifer smirked down at you, as you got on your knees. Looking up at him, as you undid the button of his pants, then unzipped the zip pulling his pants down, as well as his boxers, you freed his growing bulge. Lucifer let out a hiss, as his cock sprang up, while you bit your lip. You stared at his big cock in awe making your way back to the couch to sit next to him.

“You like what you see baby girl? Would you like daddy’s cock in your tight, little pussy of yours? He asked grabbing a firm hold of your jaw making you look him straight into his eyes.

“Hell yes, please daddy” you said arching your back to get some friction from your actions.

Lucifer lowered you to the mattress, your back met the rough material of the living room’s couch. It felt so inviting, so intimidating. You wanted that so badly, your entire body screamed for pleasure. You felt air leave your lungs because of the handsome man has begun to kiss your neck. Your chest were heaving, you raised a hand to the base of his neck and held him there as he sucked strong marks onto your skin. Little moan left you, while your body began to surrender to him.

“You’ll be in hell soon darlin’. Sorry baby but this shirt needs to get out with rest of your clothes but it’s so beautiful and welcoming.” He quickly made you get rid of your clothes quickly. When Lucifer bended down while still keeping his brown eyes locked with yours his tongue swiped a lick atop your breast, then immediately took your stiffened tit in his mouth to suck. His other hand worked on massaging your other breast and you forgot about everything around you and let your body take over as your mouth produced another groan. That’s when he decided to pull your nipple lightly in between his teeth.

“Oh, fuck,” you exhaled the curse in ecstasy.

“Naughty girl aren’t you.” Lucifer grinned, but his tone suggested he’s aroused with your language. His hand ran down the plane of your stomach and slipped down to feel your pulsing desire. You could see it in his eyes how pleased he is at the amount of slickness he felt coating his fingers. He toyed with your clit in deliberately slow circles, and you whined at his touch while moving your hips to receive more stimulation. But Lucifer’s fingers went on to explore further inside you, and you couldn’t hold back the gasp that left your lips as he began to stretch you. He bended down again so that his face is above yours, cologne so strong yet soothing. Lucifer’s kisses were hot and needy. His tongue made a reappearance and became acquainted with yours. Your next gasp bled into a groan into his mouth when he added another finger.

“Yeah, please daddy, I want your cock so bad inside me.” you practically begged.

His fingers may be removed from your sopping heat, but in their place, Lucifer’s bending cock slided between your legs to coat it with your wet pussy. Dark haired man finally entered you. Your back lifted off the bed as you let out a lust-filled cry. It was a tight and delicious fit with your muscles constricting around his eager girth. The man’s lips twisted up at the sound and creates his own unbridled groan.

“Spread your legs wide, babydoll. Take the devil all in.” He was so big you didn’t even know how you can adjust, but your body found a way to relax enough for Lucifer to slide in deeper.

Your eyes squeezed shut at how he stretched you fully, but your voice begged him to move, to give you more. He went on to create a steady rhythm with his hips and all with that filthy comments on how tight and perfect you felt around him. You made another desperate noise as you continue your ascent, which prompts him to ask between grunts, “Speak, love. What do you need from daddy?”

“Your big hands with your fingers daddy” you somehow told with filling voice your need amidst your hedonistic sounds.

“It’s going to the direction I didn’t know it’s going” Lucifer laughed with devilish smirk upon his face.

It was what you need after all, the extra stimulation to bring you closer and closer to what could be the strongest orgasm of your life. In a series of ‘yes’s and curses, you reached another plane of existence. Flashes of white light grew behind your eyes while your mouth widened. Lucifer, in turn, exhaled a shaky and pleasurable moan as your body repeatedly constricted and pulled around his cock.

“Oh shit, doll, just right there.” He came inside you, hot and fast, and you feel the descent of your high flow through you. Every part of you was warm and exhilarated and thoroughly pleased. When Lucifer pulled out from you, he rolled over back onto the couch. His grin read that his own desires have been fulfilled. You knew you got yourself into a deep shit and there’s no way going back.

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