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hoshigray · 7 months

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𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤 | ryōmen sukuna

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: true form! Sukuna x fem/afab! reader - mosterfucking - double penetration (he got two) - biting - spanking - light choking - mention of blood.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: a quick something I wrote for Sukuna to take a break from writing a fic + I have jack shit for him in my masterlist, lmao.

Ryōmen Sukuna is most definitely a biter. There is no need to state this since it is obvious. But imagine him plowing you from behind, watching your ass quake under his erratic thrusts, forcing out choked moans from your writhing body moving to and fro with his. Tears roll down warm cheeks onto the cold cream sheets that cover the futon. Hands grip the material for dear life with every rut to your leaky cunt. And when he smacks the cusp of your ass, a shriek cannot be restrained from your lips.

Sukuna loves your screams. They please him to no end — a gorgeous tune to his devilish ears. As a sadistic man, nothing gives him more joy during these moments than inflicting pain onto your sweet tiny body forced to accommodate both his girthy cocks. A beast like him is allowed to use you as he sees fit. His little pet. His little toy. Not like you can refuse. Judging by how your body adapts to his dicks inside your holes, it is apparent that you're also enjoying this, too.

Two hands are stationed on your hips to propel you forward to him, and the other two hold your hands behind your back. You're left with nothing to conceal the whimpers and cries that fly out your mouth. He wants to hear it all — the sound of your ass meeting his pelvis, the choked sobs when his black fingertips dent into the depth of your hips, your pants for air as he takes them away. It turns him on so fucking much.

He can’t fight the urge anymore — the sight of your sweaty body quivering under his bow gets him riled up. Your skin, so beautiful and pure, displayed none of his markings from the times before now. Blue eyes narrow to your shoulder, clear of nothing but sweat. Well, he’s just going to have to fix that.

He comes down to your shoulder and sinks his teeth into your flesh. A sharp cry sneaks its way out of you.

“Eyyahhhh!!! Su-Sukuna, don’t, please! I can’t have any ma— Ahhaahhnn!!”

“Who told you’re in a position to order me, brat?” He gives the mark on your shoulder a slow lick, tasting the twinge of blood to engage his taste. One of his hands snakes its way to your throat to squeeze. Your mind plunging into a deeper haze than before. “Know your place. Don’t stop screaming for me.”

More chews to your shoulders prompt more tears to escape from your strained-shut eyes. And the pacing of his cock becomes unbearably fast for your brain and senses to keep up. The pain inflicted by his demon mouth, along with the tongue from his stomach licking the sweat of your back, coinciding with the erratic tempo of his hips — it’s all too much to bear. And your release hits you hard, your cunt and ass clamping onto his lengths that continue to rut into your now sensitive parts.

“Mmmph, haahhh…Heh, now you think you can come without my permission, huh?” Sukuna whispers dangerously to your ear, and you whine when his teeth catch your lobe. “Such a pathetic pet, aren’t you.” He pistons his dicks deep inside, churning your tender areas to the point of incoherent babbles. “A damn noisy one, too…Hmmgh! Oh fuck, fuck…”

Before he experiences his climax, Sukuna gives the back of your neck one last bite. Your final shriek signals the ingress of his warm load filling your holes. He keeps you pinned to the futon, making sure you stay still for every bit of his essence to enter within you. Your mind is too far gone to try and fight it — too occupied with the feeling of him corrupting your body internally. Just letting him ride out his own crescendo until he slowly dismembers his huge members off of you. Heavy pants are used to steady his breathing, and he examines his messy work on your body. Bloody bite marks, your ass trembling from the onslaught of ruts and slaps, and silent tears trickle down a dazed face. He snickers to himself.

“Perfect.”

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amaesama · 1 year

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jeff & EJ (separately ofc) popping their partners cherry & getting absolutely riled up about the blood ? like maybe they get very vocal and describe to them the mess they made on their dicks ? using words to fluster you up to no extent 🧚🏼‍♀️

Hi! I’m back! I’m so sorry it’s taken so long for me to do this, being in university means I have hardly any free time or motivation to write. Thank you for the request and I hope this is alright!

Content/warnings: I favour Jack, blood, Jeff’s a bitch,

Jeff the Killer:

Jeff isn’t a passionate lover, more like a selfish one, a little fucked if you will. We all know that he gets completely turnt off of blood and this will absolutely be conveyed in blood.

The man is definitely way too into knife play, but that’s a story for another time

The first time you have sex you’ll need to remind him that foreplay is indeed a thing cuz mans will be rough af and seeing as it’s your first time there’s just no way you’ll be able to take that. I don’t think he knows too much about sex, like he knows enough but he doesn’t know that you’ll bleed the first time, and you don’t bring it up cuz you thought it was a given that he’d know this. ALTHOUGH you had a feeling he would lose it for a bit.

So! You’re laying there, he’s on top of you (hopefully not in that rancid hoodie) and his cock is positioned at your entrance. My guy is shit at talking so he’ll just look up at you as a way of asking your permission, to which you’ll nod. He would never EVER say this but there’s a certain part of him that’s a TINY bit nervous so he hesitates for a second before he finally pushes in.

He hears you squeak and looks up to see you clenching your eyes shut in pain. He’s confused by this until he feels something dripping down his dick - he looks down and completely freezes when he see’s it’s your blood. He’ll just stare for a second before reaching down and touching it, like a weirdo. It takes him a few second to comprehend it and the man won’t even question it.

And then he loses it. He will instantly pick up the pace and push your legs up so he can get a good look at him going in and out of you, with your blood webbing over his dick. He’ll lean over to your ear and talk about how filthy you are, how beautiful your blood looks on yous skin, how you’ll have to clean up after the mess you made.

Usual name calling things, he’ll call you a dirty whore , messy slut, you’d be surprised at how creative he can get.

Lowkey degradation vibes.

Eyeless Jack:

As a former med student, Jack knows all about the body and what it does in certain situations. As a man eating demon thing he knows all about his own need to consume blood and flesh to live, which is why he’s…. Hesitant, to take your virginity.

He knows blood will rile him up so being the respectful man he is he’ll talk to you about it before you have sex for the first time. He’ll make sure you know all the terms and conditions and knowing him will probably whip out a form for you to sign saying you consent.

/hj

Nah fr tho, he’ll do lots of foreplay so you feel comfortable and prepared cuz he’s a big boy, to the point where you’re just like ‘😐 bro just get on with it.’ It’s not that he’s postponing it and avoiding actually having sex with you, he’s just worried for your safety and after a while the foreplay is more to help ease his spirits then prepare you for the potential dick down of your life.

The days or minutes of hours or whatever leading up to it he would totally just be reassuring himself that it’s going to be fine and you’re going to be fine and nothing bad will happen, but as he’s looking down at you now with the head of his cock slowly pushing into you, your tight virgin entrance squeezing around him until he’s finally able to sink fully into you, he has an awful feeling that he’s going to lose it.

For a second he thinks he’s safe, you’re face is slightly scrunched in pain but there’s no blood, right?

Wrong.

Very wrong.

He smells it first. A familiar metallic smell that he knows from every time he eats but a little sweeter, and at first he thinks he’ll be ok. Until he feels the blood.

He curls into you, his face into your shoulder as he breaths heavily into your neck. He’s trying so hard to just calm down, but you can tell from the grip he has on your waist that he can’t go on for much longer without going mental. He can feel and hear everything about you, from the tremble of your thighs to the pumping of blood in the artery in your neck. Your torso flush against his, the smell of your hair. He feels a rumbling growl in his throat as he instinctively thrust inwards, revelling in the feeling of your blood being pushed down his length.

‘Messy… so messy… so sweet…’

Nah you’ve lost him. He’ll start thrusting into you at a rapid pace, nails piercing your skin from how tight he’s holding you.

I honestly don’t think he’ll be able to form coherent words in this state, just a lot of growling and animalistic sounds, sometimes littered with curses and ‘dirty’ or ‘’s goin ev’reywherr… you’re- you’re cleaning this up.’

#creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #eyeless jack #jeff the killer #creepypasta smut #eyeless jack smut #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless Jack x reader smut #jeff the killer x reader #jeff the killer smut #Jeff the Killer x reader smut #smut

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stra-tek · 1 year

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Random spoilerific reasons to read Star Trek novels, with little to no context:

Ro/Quark is a thing

A Jem'Hadar joins DS9, tries to fit in but eventually snaps and tries to kill everybody

You learn the origins and final fate of the Borg

A thinly-veiled Dr. House clone joins the Voyager crew

Geordi briefly has 2 girlfriends at once (due to different writers not co-ordinating enough, but still)

There's a TOS book that's a musical

There are YA stories about Jake and Nog making mischief on DS9

YA stories about Worf, Geordi, Picard, Beverly, Kirk, Spock and McCoy at SFA

YA series about the Kelvinverse gang (including Gaila!) as cadets, taking on a drug problem at SFA and a very unique Borg scout in San Francisco

We very briefly meet the people who are to Q what the Q are to humanity

Janeway/Chakotay is a thing

Kirk's first mission in command of the Enterprise! Erm, at least twice.

Kirk was married between TOS and TMP

Her name was Lori

In the future, you have yearly marriage contracts that you either update or you don't and I think that's amazing

Trip didn't die! He faked his death to join Section 31 and go undercover as a Romulan

It's not great, tbh

The ENT books get better after the Romulan wars though, it's proper founding of the Federation stuff

We meet Jack Crusher (erm, the OG) when 4 timelines start overlapping and he's a bit unhinged

Teenage Kirk stole a car and his choice was go to jail or join Starfleet

What happened when Voyager got home? Seven broke up with Chakotay like 30 pages in

Kirk gets cloned, and his clone becomes the sub of an evil invincible super genius and its all very gay

George Kirk was Robert April's first officer on the first ever mission of the unnamed starship with the Naval Construction Contract 1701

Robert is a hard-core pacifist and has to turn command over to George whenever it's time to fire weapons

Data becomes fully human for a couple of days and it's really sweet

They never say "wristwatch" or "phone", it's always "wrist chrono" or "personal comm"

There are gays but they don't say that word because it's the 1990's and Rick Berman runs the franchise

Spock has a son in the past with Zarabeth

Everyone in the post-Nemesis era does spy missions all the time non stop, as if Starfleet has abandoned exploring the cosmos for doing Space Mission: Impossible

Bashir does it better than anyone else, he takes on Section 31 from the inside

Remember Control? It's from the novels, except the novels do it SO MUCH BETTER.

Remember how we never found out who Future Guy was? We do.

It's very underwhelming, nobody we know

We find out how the Romulans and Vulcans split

Surak was a Vulcan internet blogger

A Borg Cube eats Pluto

Janeway dies

Janeway gets better

At least one TOS book features a wizard

There's a Star Trek TOS/Here Come the Brides crossover novel

It had cameos from The Doctor (as in, Who), Han Solo, Starbuck and others

Whole book series about Section 31

Whole book series about the Department of Temporal Investigations

One time they do the Bill and Ted thing to escape confinement and it works

Wanna know how Riker and Troi met?

Wanna know what Picard got up to on the Stargazer?

Andorians have 4 sexes and it's very complicated

Data comes back from the dead as Data 2.0, and it was fresh and exciting because it happened long before ST: Picard did it twice.

Lal comes back too and we get father/daughter android stuff! They have a home and everything but keep having to save the universe

One time Mirror Seven is led around on a leash naked on Terok Nor

Geordi becomes captain of the USS Challenger, decides it's not for him because plot, and goes back to engineering on the Enterprise

Kirk is shot on the bridge and dies

Kirk gets better

They watch 3D holos of old Doctor Who episodes in the Enterprise rec room

The Enterprise also has an AI named Moira, which was Zora long before Zora

The TOS crew get together for one last mission. About three times.

There's a Perry Mason book except it's about Kirk's lawyer from that TOS episode

Data 2.0 owns and runs a massive gambling empire on Orion

Spock keeps randomly showing up everywhere in the TNG era

Scotty keeps randomly showing up everywhere in the TNG era

Bones keeps randomly showing up everywhere in the TNG era

You're on Tumblr so you already know about Killing Time

There's a guy named McKenzie Calhoun and he's a total badass and captains a ship of weirdos and misfits

Kirk comes back from the dead, saves the galaxy repeatedly, has an intersex child (who identifies as male) with a Romulan/Klingon hybrid

Kirk beats up Worf

Kirk's child has superpowers

Kirk's child saves the galaxy at age 6

The Kirk stuff is 100% ignored in the other novels

About 50% of the novels are ignored in the other 50%, and the ones that are meant to be in direct continuity with each other aren't always quite

Just like the TV shows and movies, then

Lwaxana Troi meets Q, and it goes as well as you'd expect

Someone tells Data, yes you idiot you had emotions all along and he's like, oh shit you're right

McCoy is left in command of the Enterprise as a joke by Kirk, who is then immediately kidnapped

Ro Laren is captain of Deep Space Nine

Picard/Beverly is a thing, they get married and have a child named Rene. No running away and raising your kid in secret here

Riker and Troi are married, serve on the Titan together with a bunch of adorable weirdos and have a daughter named Tasha

You get to watch all the 24th century characters die horribly in the end along with their entire universe. Holy fuck it's a bleak horror show. Personally, I love it. But if that's not your cup of tea I'd skip the Coda trilogy

#star trek #star trek novels #star trek novelverse #star trek books #kirk #spock #picard #riker #troi #star trek tos #star trek tng #ds9 #Voyager #enterprise #add your own

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jpitha · 6 months

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Used to Humans

Lots of "HFY" and "Deathworlders" and "Humans are $Adjective" stories understandably talk about early days with humans in the galaxy. It's fun to think about how humans could be different from other sapient species and how the things that we do that are normal to us could be seen by others. Eventually though, everything gets explained and the galaxy moves on, right? What does it look like when everyone already knows about the wild things humans do.

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Vic burst through the door into the lounge. "I've got it! If we can route the neutrino stream away fro-"

Resimar and Pel'im didn't look up from their card game. Many of the games humans brought into space are popular, but almost all pale in comparison to the humble deck of cards. The idea of pieces of laminated paper with numbers and symbols on them to play hundreds of different games was appealing across all sapient species in the galaxy. Resi and Pel were currently deep into a Pinochle tournament.

Without looking up at him, Pel'im says, "Nice work Vic, I'm sure it'll work great." He sighs and flicks his eyes up to Resi. "twenty five points." Resi makes a face, but flicks her ears, indicating agreement.

Vic looks at both of them, incredulous. "You don't want to know what I figured out?"

Resi puts down four cards. "Kings around."

Pel snorts. He takes a moment to move the cards in his hand to a slightly different orientation. He doesn't look up at Vic. "Vic. How long as humanity been in the Galaxy?"

"Uh, more than one hundred Earth years now?"

Pel nods. "Right. And in that time, how many planets did you destroy?"

Vic thinks for a moment and looks down at his pad. "On purpose, or by accident?"

"That's entirely his point, Vic!" Resi looks up at Vic while Pel fusses at his cards. "For the last hundred and something years, when something wild has happened in the galaxy, you go to the center and you find one or more humans, either cackling with laughter or covered in soot going 'I had no idea that was going to happen!' We're just used to it now." She frowns at the cards in her hand. "You usually clean up any messes you make, so go nuts, have fun. Tell us when it's over. Is this going to be like the 'Apple Pie' incident again?"

"Double Pinchole!" Pel throws down both jacks of diamonds and both queens of spades, triumphant "That's thirty points, and my win for this round.

Vic crosses his arms. "No, it won't be another Apple Pie. For one, I know more about your physiology, for two, HR has forbid me from the kitchen, and for three the captain says that it wasn't that big of a deal actually, and nobody was seriously hurt in the end."

Resi sighs and scoops up the cards, carefully arranging them and with her smaller than human hands very carefully shuffles them. Pel leans back and takes a sip of his tea, satisfied.

Vic stares at them, deflated. "Oh. Uh, okay then. I'll let you get back to your game. Who is winning?"

Resi snorts. "Pel currently, but the tournament is not over yet."

Pel leans back and makes a gesture like rolling their eyes. "It basically is."

Later that day, when the bulkhead doors slammed shut to prevent all the atmosphere from venting from the ten meter hole that appeared in the hull near Vic's workstation, Resimar wondered if she should have expressed more interest in what Vic was working on.

#writing #humans are deathworlders #humans are space orcs #sci fi writing #humans are space capybaras #jpitha #humans and aliens #humans are space oddities #humans are space australians

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constesplanetarium · 6 months

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Watch the show.

☼⚠︎ Male! Yandere Circus Ringleader/Magician x GN! AFAB! Reader

Darkness rating ) 7/10: “Getting a little shocking now.”

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this is inspired off what im dressing up as for halloween, literally a circus ringleader :)

i hope u guys like him <3

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TW! General Yandere shenanigans (possessiveness, jealousy, aggression towards other guys, etc.), light sexual activity, violence, blood, murder, choking, dacryphilia, implied kidnapping.

Word count: Around 4k.

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The acrobats swing too and fro above you, lighting up the crowd's eyes with excitement and anticipation for what's next. Will one of them fall? Will they pull off the trick? You gasp as the acrobat flings himself across the stage, almost covering your eyes in case he misses and falls…

But as always, he lands the trick, the acrobat clinging onto the other one's arms as the crowd erupts in cheers and laughter. Your nerves ease as you smile softly at the acrobats on the stage, still swinging as they revel in the excitement.

This is your… What, fifteenth show by now? But you never get sick of any of the tricks they do. The circus always comes over for the fall, and a friend of yours won tickets from a raffle for the first show when this whole festival started, about a week ago. The show ended up being so good, that you went to the next one on your own accord. And then the next one. And the next one after that. And the next one…

They have shows pretty often, huh? It’s surprising how they never run out of energy.

You had never been interested in the circus before this, but the jaw-dropping tricks, alongside the good-looking members of the cast, made you stay and come back for every single show. It looks like many shared your sentiment, since it seemed that the crowd grew more and more ever since the first show of the season.

Ah, those acrobats are really cute. Maybe you can get lucky and get to meet both of them after the show. Maybe you’ll even get to meet the ringleader, he’s so handsome…

You don’t rip your eyes away from the rest of the show, cheering alongside the crowd at every little trick and flip the cast does; you cheer the loudest in your row once the ringleader bows in the center of the stage with his members, concluding the show.

“Make sure to come see us for our next show in two hours! You won’t want to miss it.” The ringleader does a simple wink, sending every fan of his into a frenzy. You still aren’t sure why people like him so much. People don’t even know his last name, let alone his first one. He’s just referred to as ‘the ringleader’ or ‘the mysterious master of the circus’ by eccentric journalists who are trying so desperately to keep the reader’s attention. A bunch of celebrities, along with reported billionaires and people from big spots in large companies have come here to watch his tricks, and maybe even strike business, but reportedly he’s always turned down these people, no matter how much money they offer him.

Strange. If they offered him a billion dollars to buy out his circus, would he take the offer? Ah, you know you would. Maybe he already has a private sponsor?

Once you gather your things, you step back out into the festive atmosphere of today's holiday; halloween. Jack-o-lanterns and scarecrows line the pathway back to the main center of the festival, and you can hear the screams of fear coming from the haunted house they all set up. The orange and red lights from the ferris wheel look so pretty from here…

You find yourself wandering around the festival for around 10 minutes, noticing every little detail the festival coordinators setup. There’s even cute little artwork for the signs pointing you in the events you might want to check out later. Looking at everyones costumes and the decorations makes you feel all giddy.

Oh wow, look at that huge skeleton! Your hand digs into your pocket quickly to-

Wait.

Your phone?

Where’s your phone?

You pat down your pockets, and the moment you realize it’s not with you, you run back over to the building, swinging open the door and bound for your seat. Holy shit, lady luck must be on your side today. Thank god no one had closed the entrance yet.

You bend down, trying to dig around for your phone on the floor. It’s so hard to see, since they already shut most of the lights off, damn it…

Where the hell is it?!

“Hello.”

Oh my gosh!

You jump up, almost stumbling right back down, yet a hand grabs your arm before you can fall, and you see who it is instantly once you look up.

“Looking for this?” The ringleader smiles cheekily, waving your phone around as the screen lights up your surroundings a bit. “I’m sorry, I should’ve waited by the door to see if the owner would pop up.” The shock of seeing him this up close is so bad, you don’t even reach for your phone. He takes your hand in his and sets your phone down, right in your palm.

You slowly hold your phone close to your chest, and thank him for returning it.

“It’s not a problem.” Should you ask him for a picture? Maybe an autograph? “I’m glad you came back for it, instead of giving up, and assuming that someone already stole it.” You don’t even have paper for him to sign. Maybe he’ll sign your clothes or something?

Oh my gosh, he’s so much better up close…

“Are you alright?” He chuckles, brushing his hand across your cheek, and your body flinches in response. “You were zoning out there. Oh! I see,” He chuckles. “You’re surprised to see me up close.”

Right on the money.

Warmth spreads all the way up to your face, and all you can do is giggle nervously. God, it’s like you’re a schoolgirl asking out her crush.

“It’s alright. I find it flattering.” He glances between you and your phone for a moment. What’s up? “Would you like a picture?”

On my god.

He brushes up next to you, pressing your hips together as you open up your camera app quickly, setting it in selfie mode. “Is this okay?”

Yes.

“Good. Smile.” You would find it amusing how he’s holding up a peace sign for the picture, but you're more nervous about the hand he’s set on your hip, digging into your body.

“Oh, you aren’t going to take the picture?” Oh my god, the picture. “Or are you distracted by something else?” You glance up, seeing his guilty smile as his gloved hand rubs your hip slowly.

These pictures need to be taken before something else happens right here, right now.

You signal him to look over and smile, snapping a couple random pictures. You don't even know if they turned out good or not. Is it hot in here? You should probably get out.

You thank him quickly, and turn your heel-

“Leaving so soon?” You turn back to see a clear frown on his face, the dimmed lighting shining right on him. “You can stay a bit longer, if you’d like. I’m not in a hurry.”

But what about his next show? Doesn’t he have to prepare?

“The break is more for my members than for me.” He sits down in an empty seat, patting the spot next to him. “Come, sit. I would love to have your company for longer.”

You walk back up and sit down next to him, shuffling in your seat as he takes his hat off, setting it down in the empty seat adjacent from him.

“Thank you for staying with me.” He clears his throat and starts to take his gloves off, flexing his fingers in and out as he tosses the gloves in his empty seat too. “Meeting all types of people when they come to my shows is wonderful, but not being able to talk to them personally makes me a bit sad.”

You smile empathically, and he returns your smile.

“Oh!” He snaps his fingers, his smile widening at the thought of his sudden new idea. “How about I save you a seat for my next show? Please, tell me where you’d like to sit!” Woah, really? “I mean, you are coming to my next show, right?”

Uh. You were planning to go to the ferris wheel with a friend of yours, actually…

His mood shifts from happy, to immediate disappointment. “Well, you can just visit the ferris wheel after my show, can’t you?” Well, you COULD, but-

“Oh please, I would really like you to be at my next show…” He takes your hands in his, rubbing his thumb over your palm. “Please?”

Urgh.

“Oh, just amazing!” He laughs and stands up, pointing to a seat around the front row. “How about there? Perhaps I can even perform a trick for you once I’m on stage! How does that sound?”

Wow, this man’s pulling out all the stops, huh? You can’t help but thank him again, from saving your phone to getting you a free seat. This ringleader’s so nice…

“Oh? ‘Thank you, Mr. Ringleader?’” He laughs and grabs your shoulder, rubbing it affectionately like you two are good old friends sharing a joke. “You don’t have to call me that! Loosen up a little, will you?” Even with his encouragement, your whole body is still tense with nervousness. “Please, call me Mr. Vidales.” So that’s his last name! Ah, how pretty…

“Now, now, don’t be all fidgety with me.” Mr. Vidales grins, clasping your hands with his again. Oh my god, what if your hands are clammy now? But the way his thumb is caressing your hand is strangely putting you at ease. “You’ve been looking all over the place.” He tilts his head while peeking at you, seemingly lost in thought, until his face lights up. “Ah, how about this? Watch me.” He pulls out a small deck of cards from a coat pocket around his right thigh, pouring the cards out into his hand. It doesn’t take long to see he’s performing a small card trick for you, yet you don’t tear your eyes away from him.

“Pick a card, any card.” He murmurs, the enthusiasm still there behind his voice, but it also sounds like he’s sweet talking to you, enticing you further. You pick a card on the far left, looking at it discreetly.

The 2 of hearts.

“Back in the deck now.” He shuts his eyes as you slip the card back in, and he shuffles it all with his eyes still closed. “Now,” he starts, picking a card from the deck. “Is this what you chose?”

NAH.

Hah! He failed the trick! You grin and shake your head, the king of hearts in his hand instead as his smile drops to a frown. “Oh.” He stuffs the deck into his left hand, placing the card face up on top. But strangely enough, he starts to smile, and reaches behind your head, leaning closer to you. “Now let’s see.”

Oh. He smells really, really nice…

Why is your heart racing?

You peek up at the ringleader’s face, your body warming up as he looks down at you, a mixture of amusement and something else in his eyes. “Ah, now what do we have here…” He whispers, and his hand drags down your back slowly as he shows the king of spades in the deck on his left hand. Is he still trying to prove he’s not cheating? You sigh at the shivers flowing up your spine, pressing your thighs together once you feel the heat between your thighs get more intense. Lord, he’s good at this. Does he do this often or something?

“How cute.” He says adoringly, like he’s talking to a small puppy. “Look at you, how cute.” He repeats, his hand pressing itself against your waist, tugging you closer to him. “Ah, I’m sorry, I’m supposed to be showing you a trick…” He can show you something else in just a few seconds if he keeps this up. Mr. Vidales groans loudly once you palm his bulge, followed by a small laugh once you tease him for reaction. “Please, let me finish my trick. Unless you want to do something else right now…?” He begs quietly, and you sigh with a smile as you move your hand.

A bit disappointing, but you do want to see the end of this trick.

“Ahem.” He clears his throat, clearly still a bit riled up, but fine. “Now, watch me.” His warmth vanishes from your waist, and you see his hand come back into view with…

The 2 of hearts in his right!?

You stare at his right hand in awe, as he waggles the card around a bit, grinning sheepishly at your dumbfounded expression. “Good, huh?” Even after all of that, you never saw the deck vanish from view! How did he…?

“I’m not just a ringleader,” he says. “I dabble in some magic here and there too.” He shuffles the cards again, stuffing them back into the box, then back into his coat pocket. A light clap of your hands at his trick and his mood shifts from proud to flustered, fidgeting with the buttons on his outfit as you praise him for the trick.

“Thank you, thank you.” Mr. Vidales bows a bit and laughs quietly. “Your praise is very appreciated.”

… He looks scared. Ah, no.

Shy?

“There must be something on my face, with the way you’re looking at me, it’s…” Mr. Vidales stops talking, staring into your eyes for a moment. “Oh…”

Is he okay? You frown, tugging on his sleeve in concern for his well being. He seems to snap out of his trance, blinking repeatedly.

“Oh! Erm, yes,” he says. “Yes, I’m fine.” A smile spreads in his face quickly, but you can’t help but think that it’s all insincere.

“It’s nothing, I promise.” He sighs. “It’s just some fatigue.” There’s a voice in the back of your head, telling you repeat that he’s lying, but you ignore it in favor of his charming voice and attitude.

Maybe he just needs some time alone?

And, to be completely honest, the hunger’s kind of getting to you too; maybe you can grab a bite to eat and bring something back for him?

“Oh, please.” He nods quickly. “That would be wonderful, thank you. Perhaps you can get me those cinnamon bites with the glaze? They’re delicious.”

You fidget with your wallet as you run out the tent, waving him goodbye as you run for the food stalls.

Hopefully the lines aren’t too long…

The line was pretty damn long. You glance down at your phone to check the time, and decide to jog back over to the tent once you notice it’s already been 25 minutes. And it’ll probably take you another 5 minutes to get there, ugh, the ringleader probably thinks you left to go on a couple rides or something, and forgot about the food entirely.

You slow down once you notice the door’s closed, and look around for a sign of him, but there’s nothing around. Maybe there’s another entrance in the back?

Clutching a drink in one hand and a bag, witn a box of sweets at the bottom in your other, you make your way to the back of the building to find the door slightly ajar, and you use your foot to kick it open the rest of the way, walking through.

There are several doors on both side of you, and by just reading the names on the doors, you can tell these are the member’s dressing rooms! Ah, no way…

It’s so tempting to go up and knock on one of their doors, but you have to shake your head a little to get those thoughts out. Mr. Vidales. That’s who you’re looking for.

You wander around for a bit until you come up to his dressing room, about to bang on the door, but as soon as you try to, the door slowly opens up, and you-

You…

What.

What?

The smell of iron and the sight of crimson fill your vision as you stare at the ringleader, tugging and shoving a man's body into a small closet. It looks like the man was stabbed repeatedly in the chest, along with the broken teeth in the pool of blood in front of you, and a spot of blood on his head.

Isn’t that… Isn’t that one of the employees here? He literally gave you free shit, what the hell…

Mr. Vidales’s face is splattered with blood, alongside his chest, and his outfit has puke on the lower side of his coat. A fallen, bloody knife lies on the ground, surrounded by his victims blood.

“Bastard. Must’ve wanted to give me a goodbye gift before his passing…” He scoffs, staring at the stain with disgust.

The police.

You need to call the police.

Mr. Vidales looks up at the sudden stream of light, and a couple beats pass as neither of you move from the sheer shock.

“Oh.”

Run.

You turn your heel, but trip once someone grabs onto your arm and pushes you down, spilling your drink all over the floor. You try to scream, but a hand covers your mouth instantly, and you feel the tears start to flow.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He frantically whispers and he climbs on top of you, his hands shaking and bloodied as he struggles to keep you quiet. There’s blood all over him, and he’s spreading it onto you. All over your mouth. Your body.

It’s sickening. You have to fight back the urge to throw up once he turns you over and you see his face. Why does he look so excited to see you?

“Stay quiet. Quiet.” He hushes you, keeping your mouth covered as he helps you up. "It's okay darling, see?" As soon as you get up, you’re going to run. That’s what-

“Quiet, or I’ll kill you.” A sharp knife is suddenly pointed at your throat, and you let out a choked-up sob. “Oh, I’m so sorry darling…” He whispers, as he slowly lets the hand from your mouth go.

You don’t dare scream.

“Come on, come.” He pushes his arm against your waist, slowly pushing you back as he steps into the room, shutting the door. “I’m not going to hurt you, or kill you. I promise.”

You shut your eyes as soon as you step in, shaking as you hear the door lock. The bag you’re holding is slowly taken from your grasp, and set down with a thud on his desk, along with the knife. All you can do is listen to what he says.

“Oh, you did get my favorite! Thank you.” Mr. Vidales cooes, pushing you closer as you wince at the gesture. You can feel the blood seeping through your clothes. “Shame about the drink. I’m sorry for grabbing you so tight.” He sighs. “Now, let me just…”

He slips his coat off, revealing that the blood stain on him went deeper than expected, staining his grey undershirt with a dark crimson. You stare at the blood on your own body and almost feel like puking yourself.

“There’s no point in running,” his face is full of pity, yet he smiles at you all the same. “My acrobats are already outside, waiting to catch you if you try to run. Not that I’d let you get that far anyway.” He wipes the blood on his hands away with a loose rag, the white of said rag being stained with that sickening red. “Weren’t their tricks just wonderful? I worked hard to teach them, you know.” You immediately catch that he’s stepping closer to you, and you back away in response, glancing around the room for another exit point. “I know a thing or two about flipping around myself. Maybe I can perform some tricks for you?”

There isn’t any. Not even a window.

“Why do you keep looking around? Why can’t you be happy with me?” Mr. Vidales whines, throwing the rag aside in frustration, with a small splat. “I did all of this for you! You like me, don’t you?” But… Why?

“Oh, you’re so sweet,” he murmurs, almost as if he’s afraid that someone else will hear him. “When I first saw you in the crowd, I saw your excited face and couldn't stop thinking about how adorable it was. But then,” He takes a step. “You came back. Again.” And he takes another few steps closer, suddenly feeling yourself bump into a wall behind you, frantically glancing around for a way out. “And again,” His breathing becomes shaky as he lunges forward, grabbing your arm as you try to escape from his right side, your left. You cry out in fear as he pins you up against the wall, grasping your neck tightly. “And again. And again, you came back every time. You must’ve loved seeing me so much…” The grip on your neck tightens. “Next performance, I’ll be up on stage with all of them. Performing just for you.” Your breathing becomes ragged and hazy from the lack of oxygen, but he acts as though nothing is wrong, kissing your cheek. “Tell me what you want me to do. I’ll do anything.” It’s getting hard to see. Tears prick the corners of your eyes, and run down your cheeks as he kisses them away, licking them up before they drip down to your shirt.

“You’re adorable, even when you cry…” His soft lips press against your cheeks repeatedly, his chuckles making you feel sick to your stomach. “You’ll be all mine, ah,” Mr. Vidales lets go of your neck, and as you take those much-needed gasps of air, he hugs your body close to his, and you wince once you feel his hard cock press against your thigh. “There’s nothing better than that…” His hand wraps around the back of your neck, applying some pressure, but jot enough to cut off your oxygen

What the fuck…

You try to turn your head, trying to get a glimpse of the corpse so you can identify who it is, yet he’s already shut the door to the closet, so you can’t.

“Are you trying to peek?” He frowns. “You don’t need to look at him. He isn’t your concern.” It looks like he’s trying to avoid the topic of the dead body altogether. He reaches over and pinches your cheeks, chuckling at your displeased expression. “Ah, I hope you understand how angry I get when you get so starry-eyed by looking at my member’s performances.” Mr. Vidales sighs, pushing you over to his desk by your waist. “I wish it were only me that you show that adorable expression to.” Why the hell is he acting so casual? He just killed someone. Your eyes keep on glancing towards the door, since you don’t see any other escape route.

Oh, when will you get your chance?

“But, I guess we all can’t have what we want.” He stops. “Well, maybe I can.” He shoves you up against the desk, patting his hand on top. “Sit.”

Oh.

You shakily hop up to sit on his desk, and he slides himself in between your legs, both of your faces mere centimeters apart. You have to hold your breath with the way you can see every drop of blood slide down his face,

“Now you’re with me! Isn’t that wonderful?” He presses a small kiss on your lips, grinning. “You’ll get to be with me everyday!” What? He tugs you closer, pressing your back against his chest once he pulls you into a big bear hug.

“Yes! With me.” he says plainly. “Forever.” No way. You glare at him in horror, but his smile never falters for even a moment. The blood splattered all over himself and his clothing, along with his declarations of love towards you…

It’s so sickening.

“What a dream come true.”

ミ★ 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴. ★彡

happy halloween! ik i said i was gonna do the ghost boys for halloween, but i couldnt help myself </3

plus im gonna just extend the ghost boys into november bc i got hit w/ a mean writers block halfway thru….

hopefully this little fic can get me thru it

BUT IM WORKING ON OLIVERS DAY AGAIN SO YAY!!!!

yall gonna see the fnaf movie??? i am <3

#yandere #yandere x reader #male yandere #x gn reader #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #male yandere x reader #dead dove do not eat #not proofread #circus

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toxophilitis · 6 months

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Mom's Naughty Daughter cont

CHAPTER FIVE

The first thing Lynn realized when she woke up was that someone else was in bed with her and Bobby. She felt the warm flesh of tits against her back and when it dawned on her that it could only be Carolyn, she almost jumped straight out of bed.

Wiggling her naked body from between her son and daughter, Lynn moved to the foot of the bed. She looked at them, so sweet and young and innocent as they slept. She had not seen her daughter naked for years and now she found herself fascinated by the girl's young, tantalizing body. Carolyn moaned in her sleep, turning onto her back, legs and arms sprawled. Lynn looked at her daughter's saucy tits, firm and round, with perky pink nipples. She saw the flat surface of Carolyn's stomach then fixed her gaze between her daughter's succulent thighs. The fringe of pussy hair looked soft, the lips of Carolyn's cunt pink and sugary, with the tip of her clitoris barely exposed.

The image of Jake putting his big thick cock inside that sweet pussy excited Lynn very much. Carolyn's cunt looked too small to take such a big cock. Turning her eyes to her son, Lynn stared at his cock and balls, thinking about how much pleasure they had given her. Her cunt throbbed as her clitoris began to harden.

She scooted back between her son and daughter, sitting on her heels. She cupped Bobby's cock and balls very lightly, and after a moment she placed her palm between her daughter's legs, feeling the softness of Carolyn's cunt. She wanted to stroke and feel and play, to jack Bobby's cock and finger-fuck her daughter.

The heat from her daughter's cunt and son's cock seemed to burn at her hands. Gripping Bobby's cock, she wasn't surprised to find it beginning to grow hard. She moved a finger up and down the warm slit of Carolyn's cunt a few times and then jerked her hands away from her children as they moaned in their sleep.

Sighing, Lynn went to her bathroom and started filling the tub. She sat on the toilet and pissed, remembering how she had held her son's cock as he pissed the other night. Getting off the toilet, she sprinkled a bubble soap into her bath water. The sounds of her son and daughter waking up came to her and she peeked out at them.

Carolyn was closer to Bobby now, her small hand holding his cock. Carolyn was looking down at his hard-on, her eyes showing no signs of sleepiness. Carolyn looked up and saw her mother peeking at them from the bathroom. She giggled naughtily.

"Mother, you don't have to sneak a look," she said. "You know Bobby and I are fucking."

Lynn nodded her head, then ducked back into the bathroom, sliding into the tub of hot water. It seemed there were no secrets now.

Trying to relax in the hot water, Lynn found the sounds of her son and daughter disturbing. Their soft sighs and gasps caused her cunt to tingle and pulsate. She didn't have to look at them to know that Bobby's cock was inside Carolyn's hot little cunt.

By the time she dried herself and reentered the bedroom, Carolyn was on top of Bobby, her pretty, creamy ass bouncing vigorously on her brother's rigid cock. Lynn stood a moment, her eyes gazing between her son's thighs, watching his cock appear and disappear into Carolyn's fiery pussy. Running her fingers through the damp hair of her own cunt, Lynn watched as the sweet cheeks of Carolyn's ass slapped up and down.

"Oooo, stab my cunt, Bobby!" Carolyn squealed. "Stab my hot cunt with your hard cock!"

"You're doing just fine, Carolyn," Bobby giggled.

"He's right, Carolyn," Lynn had to say. "You're doing very well!"

Carolyn looked over her shoulder at her mother, her eyes blazing with pleasure. She shoved her cunt down hard on Bobby's cock again, grinding to and fro, half sobbing and half giggling.

Carolyn squatted as if ready to piss and Bobby began thrusting his cock up, driving it into his sisters boiling cunt. His balls bounced up and down and with each upward fuck thrust, Carolyn squealed with delight. Lynn could see the way her daughter's hair lined cunt gripped Bobby's cock. The base of her sons cock was very wet from the girl's slippery cunt juices.

"Ohhhh, fuck him good!" Lynn groaned, toying with the hair of her cunt. "Oh, I've never seen anything so beautiful! Fuck her cunt, Bobby! Oooo, fuck your sister!"

Although Bobby was under his sister, he was giving her a fucking. Carolyn held her ass to let him fuck her and his grunts became louder. He was getting close to coming, Lynn knew.

Lynn leaned over, her hands on the bed, her son's feet pressing into her tits. Her eyes were wild with excitement as she stared straight at where his cock was driving into Carolyn's pulsating cunt. Lynn leaned closer and started kissing at her daughter's creamy ass, one hand going to her son's balls.

"Ohhh, hold my balls, Mom!" Bobby groaned, churning his hips furiously. "Hold my fucking balls!"

Carolyn felt the heated wetness of her mother's lips against the cheeks of her ass. She gurgled with the added thrill, leaning over her brother and arching her ass.

"Oooo, Mother!" Carolyn sobbed. "Ohhh, kiss my ass, Mother! Lick my hot ass! Bobby, fuck me... fuck my cunt! Lick my ass and fuck my cunt! Oooo, I can't take it any longer! I'm going to... to come!"

Lynn felt the trembling of her daughter's ass against her lips. She shot her tongue out and as Carolyn convulsed with orgasm, Lynn ran the tip of her tongue rapidly about Carolyn's tight asshole. Her own cunt was pulsating with searing, wet heat, her clitoris throbbing. She clung to her son's balls, feeling them swell and become tight.

Without warning, Lynn suddenly shoved her daughter forward. Bobby's cock jerked from his sister's cunt and as his come juice spurted, Lynn growled hungrily and closed her lips about the head of his prick. The thick come juice gushed and coated her tongue and with the first taste Lynn's cunt exploded, making her squeal around his cock. She sucked hard on his spewing cock, her tongue racing about his piss hole, her throat working to swallow the sweetness gushing from his balls.

"Oh! Mother!" Carolyn wailed. "What are you doing? I was coming -- Bobby was coming in my cunt!"

Carolyn rested her contracting cunt on her brother's chest. She looked over her shoulder and watched her mother sucking wildly on Bobby's cock. The girl's cunt kept convulsing as she rubbed it hotly on Bobby's chest.

"I wanted his come juice in my hot cunt, Mother," she whined. "I wanted Bobby to come in my cunt."

Lynn was paying no attention to Carolyn's sobs. She was sucking the sweet, thick come juice from her son's cock and her cunt was going through a fiery rippling orgasm. Lynn made wet sounds as she swallowed. Her eyes were opal, but glazed with passion.

Carolyn rolled off her brothers chest, leaving his flesh slippery with the juices of her cunt. She sat next to him, her legs spread wide. She watched her mother sucking up and down on her son's still spewing prick.

Thinking Bobby was finished, Lynn lifted her lips and caught a final spurt of hot come juice on her chin. She squealed, closing her lips back around his cock. But he really was finished.

Lynn licked her lips, then shoved her tongue to her chin, licking up his come juice.

Carolyn's eyes blazed at her. "That's some tongue, Mother," she said.

Lynn gave a soft sigh. "You like it, honey?"

"I bet you can use that tongue like a cock," Carolyn replied, suggestively leaning back.

"And you want to find out, right?" Lynn giggled.

"Ohhh, would you, Mother?" Carolyn purred, her eyes dreamy and her expression lewd.

"Didn't you just come, Carolyn?" Lynn asked, snaking her tongue back and forth teasingly.

"I could come all day, Mother."

Drained, his cock resting between his legs, Bobby watched his mother and sister teasing each other. He turned onto his side, holding his head up with an elbow. He looked at his sister's cunt, then at his mother's darting tongue.

"Are you gonna lick her cunt, Mom? You mean you're gonna stick your tongue in Carolyn's pussy?"

Lynn laughed and shoved her face down, flipping his cock with the tip of her tongue.

"Who said I was going to suck Carolyn's cunt?" she said.

"Your tongue wants to," Bobby laughed.

Lynn lifted her head and looked at her daughter's juicy cunt.

"Maybe you're right. That is the prettiest cunt I've ever seen." Carolyn spread her legs wide, twisting her ass against the sheets. Her young cunt seemed to twinkle with wet eagerness, the small clitoris swollen.

Lynn slipped between her daughter's thighs, kissing along the inner sweetness, tasting the smooth surface of her daughter's flesh. She swirled her tongue along Carolyn's creamy thigh above her knee.

"Oh. Mother!" the girl mewled softly.

Lynn slipped her hands up and down her daughter's thighs, caressing them as she inched her licking tongue and kissing lips higher. She pawed with her mouth an inch or so from the girl's kissable cunt. Lynn sucked on the sensitive flesh tenderly, her hands stroking her daughter's hips. Carolyn stretched her legs wider, trying to smash her bubbling cunt into her mother's face.

"Mother!" Carolyn begged. "Come on, Mother! Kiss my cunt! Please, Mother I want that long tongue up my fucking cunt!"

Lynn moaned and smashed her mouth hard into her daughters cunt. She opened her lips, drawing those of Carolyn's cunt between them. She sucked hard, the tip of her tongue racing up and dawn the sweet cunt slit. She cupped her daughter's twisting ass in both her hands, lifting the girl's crotch into her mouth.

"Oooo, that's real good, Mother!" Carolyn wailed, grabbing her mother's head and grinding her cunt tightly into Lynn's face in pleasure. "Fuck me with your tongue! Oooo, use your tongue like Bobby's cock!"

Bobby leaned close, watching his mother. Lynn glanced at him, her eyes sparkling as she thrust her tongue into her daughter's cunt. Pulling her face back a little, she let her son see her tongue twist and dart about Carolyn's cunt. The fine, silky hairs of her daughter's pussy tickled Lynn's cheeks, her nose. But the slippery wetness tasted good to her and she dipped her tongue in and out of her daughter's cunt, lapping slowly. Carolyn twisted and writhed, her fingers clawing at the sheets. Her head turned from side to side and she whimpered with delight.

"Suck her, Mom!" Bobby urged, sliding his hand under his mother and gripping one firm tit. "Suck Carolyn's cunt! Tongue-fuck her pussy, Mom!"

"Yes, Mother!" Carolyn yelped, banging her cunt up and down. "Tongue-fuck my cunt!"

Bobby's eyes glazed as he watched, his cheek brushing the churning hip of his sister. He dug into his mother's firm tit cruelly, her nipple burning at his palm. Lynn made wet sucking sounds as her tongue flew in and out of her daughter's searing cunt. The seeping juices filled her mouth time and again and she had to swallow frequently. She loved the way her daughter's cunt clutched at her tongue. It excited Lynn to feel Carolyn slamming her boiling cunt hard into her face.

"Oooo, Mother! You're going to make me come!" Carolyn squealed, thrashing hard. "I'm going to come, Mother! Oooo, suck my cunt... fuck my pussy! I'm about to come right in your face, Mother!"

Lynn plunged her tongue in swiftly, her mouth covering the expanse of her daughter's cunt. Her upper lip smashed at the girl's pulsating clitoris, her bottom lip almost touching Carolyn's tight asshole. Lynn sucked, her tongue darting and twisting.

With a screech of ecstasy, Carolyn came. Her young cunt gripped hard, the hot waves of convulsions against Lynn's mouth. She dug her hands into her daughter's ass powerfully, hanging on. Carolyn sobbed with ecstasy and thrashed about wildly as she came.

Carolyn lowered her ass to the bed, gasping for air. Bobby shoved his face to her tits and began to suck one hard nipple. Lynn licked at the inner smoothness of her daughter's thighs until the girl's body became still.

Getting up, her face smeared by cunt juice, Lynn said, "No more fucking around this morning. Look at the time. You two, have to hurry now if you're going to catch the bus for school."

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heavyhitterheaux · 11 months

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Don't Tell Daddy

First Babies of Private Garden Fic

Gif by @harlowgifs 💕

AN: nothing beats spending quality time with the ones you love

Synopsis: The triplets want to surprise Jack with a movie night to relax since he's been on overdrive for the past few weeks and asks for your help

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

First Babies of Private Garden Masterlist

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Jack was currently driving in his Jeep with Urban, Clay, Sunni, and Cope when he looked to his left and saw you speeding down the street music blasting with a car full of kids and Target bags piled high and did a double take.

"Is that? Is that baby girl who just flew past us?" Sunni asked while also looking in the same direction that Jack was.

"And this is why I hardly ever drive with her. I know yall saw that shit." Urban said while shaking his head and laughing.

"And I actually taught her how to drive, believe it or not." Jack said as the light turned green.

"I… I wouldn't tell people that." Cope quietly said as everyone continued to laugh.

"She got her license on the first try." Jack responded while shrugging.

"HOW? LITERALLY HOW?"

"Only people that ride with her are Neelam, Curse, Blanca, and Jessica. No one else is brave enough. My kids don't have a choice."

They were on their way to play soccer at Mockingbird Valley while the triplets came to you this morning and said that they wanted to have movie night with you and Jack.

Axel wanted to surprise him with an entire set up in the backyard and you decided that Target would be the best place to get everything. So you let him plan everything and told Urban to get him out of the house while you got everything together.

Everyone's schedule had been crazy lately and this was the first time that all five of you would be able to spend quality time together and hopefully not be interrupted.

"Now babies, what's the most important thing when we get home?" You asked them while speeding through Louisville.

"Hide the Target bags from daddy!" All three of them said in unison.

"You got it!"

You cringed when you thought about how much money you had spent because you already knew when it came to your kids and husband that you were going to go above and beyond. Ivy was in charge of the list and making sure you got everything, but she kept warning you when you kept putting things in the cart.

"And make sure you finish your cake pops! We need to hurry up and set up so we can surprise daddy. Now what movie are we watching?"

"WHITE MEN CAN'T JUMP!" All three of them collectively said.

“Now are we sure?”

“Yes! Isn’t that daddy’s first movie?” Axel curiously asked and you simply nodded.

“I can show you a clip of it once we get home just in case you three decide to change your minds.”

—

You heard the door opening signaling your husband was home as you were trying to tell Autumn to hurry up and close the pantry door which had some of the Target bags in it.

“Autumn, baby, that’s daddy! Hurry up and close it!”

“I’m trying mommy! It’s not my fault you went over your limit by 500 dollars!” She said as she was trying to stuff some of the bags in it.

“Don’t tell daddy that either!”

She let out a huff and she moved to the side while putting her hands on her hips and simply looked at you.

“You are 5 going on 35, my goodness.”

You somewhat got the pantry door closed as Jack came into the kitchen and Autumn immediately ran to him and he picked her up.

“Daddy!”

“Hi, sweetheart. What did you do all day with mommy?”

Autumn’s eyes went wide and she glanced back at you before looking back at Jack.

“Um, we went to the park and saw your parents.” You said while leaning against the pantry door to keep it closed. Which wasn’t totally a lie, since you did do that first while Jack was sleeping earlier.

“Oh really?” Jack asked as he came over to lean down and kiss you.

“Mm hmm.”

“So, that wasn’t you who sped past me about an hour ago with a car full of kids blasting music and target bags piled high in the front seat?”

“Nope wasn’t us.”

Just then Axel walks in eating the last of his cake pop and you simply sighed. He went over to Jack and tugged on his shorts wanting attention.

“And you obviously went to Starbucks too.”

“You can’t go out the house without going to Starbucks. I need my matcha, you know this, baby.”

“Daddy we have a surprise for you later and it was my idea.” Axel said while looking up at him.

“It was our idea too!” Autumn piped up.

“But mommy let ME plan it.” Axel shot back and Autumn rolled her eyes.

“Anyway, daddy, you smell like hard work. Put me down please. You can pick me back up after you take a shower.”

“Yes, princess Autumn, as you wish.” Jack said as he let her down and all you did was laugh at your daughter.

Autumn and Axel quickly left the kitchen and you once again kissed Jack.

“Your daughter is right, take a shower and then I can give you all the kisses you want.”

“Only if you join me.”

“So your kids can tear up my house? Not a chance, but I can give you something later.” You said and all Jack did was smirk.

“Oh, working on baby number 4, 5, and 6?” Jack asked as he began to kiss your neck and you immediately pushed him off you.

“I have an IUD now, sir. Try again. Now go so we can finish setting up your surprise.”

“You didn’t need it to begin with.”

“With your fucking super sperm? Yes the hell I did. You got me pregnant with THREE children at ONE time in case you don’t remember.”

“And watch me do three more.”

“Bye, Jackman.” You said and rolled your eyes.

“Just wait until I tear that ass up later.” Just then the pantry door flew open and multiple Target bags fell out. All you and Jack did was look at each other for two minutes before he said anything.

“BABY!”

“Yes?”

“EXPLAIN THIS!”

“Umm….”

“I KNEW IT! THAT WAS YOU DRIVING PAST ME!”

“I think that’s Ivy calling me now go take your shower.”

“Ivy isn’t calling you!”

“BABIES! BACKYARD NOW!”

“Coming mommy!”

—

Once everything was set up in the backyard, you sent a text to Jack to tell him to come downstairs.

He finally came outside and you could tell he was surprised by the look on his face.

“Surprise daddy! We know you’ve been working really hard and we wanted to have a movie night with you.” Axel said while coming over to him while already eating popcorn.

“Ax! We weren’t supposed to eat the snacks yet!” Ivy exclaimed while looking at her little brother.

“Mommy made them for us to eat, didn’t she?! I was hungry!”

“Okay, you two, quit it.” Jack said while trying not to laugh.

“We just missed you, so the babies came to me this morning and said they wanted to do this for you.” You said while wrapping your arms around him and he leaned down to kiss you.

“I missed you four too. I just…” You could tell he was about to cry and simply rubbed his back.

“We love you so so much and they see how much you do for them despite them only being five, they see how much daddy works to provide for them.” You said while reaching up to kiss his nose.

“Can’t even put into words how much all of you mean to me.”

“Trust, we know.”

“COME ON MOMMY AND DADDY WE WANT TO WATCH THE MOVIE!” Ivy exclaimed from her spot in between Axel and Autumn who had already grabbed their popcorn, hot dog, and juice box.

“We’re coming, now what are we watching?” Jack asked before sitting down on the blanket and pulling you next to him.

“White Men Can’t Jump!” Autumn excitedly said and all Jack did was laugh.

“They decided it, not me!” You said while holding your hands up in defense and pulling it up on your phone for it to project on the bigger screen.

“Daddy we watched a few of the trailers earlier and your outfits looked crazy.”

“It’s all for the character I was playing Ivy.”

“Wait a minute, why is it called White Men Can’t Jump? Daddy is a white boy and he can jump just fine.” Autumn curiously asked and the two of you immediately laughed.

“It’ll make more sense once we watch it.”

“Does it also have to do with why mommy always screams ‘go white boy’ when you’re performing?”

“She screams something else too while we’re in the bedroom.” Jack whispered and you immediately hit his shoulder since you heard him.

“What?!” He asked while looking at you and you just shook your head.

“Babies number 4, 5, and 6 later. We’re doing this.” Jack whispered in your ear as the movie started to play.

“Seriously?!”

“You want to risk the chance of having to buy more Birkins for your daughters?”

“Oh…. didn’t think about that.”

“Thought so.”

“You’ll fold sooner or later, just watch.”

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jackharlow: Wifey and babies surprised me with a movie night. They just didn't tell me it was White Men Can't Jump lol 😂

y/ninsta: jackharlow your babies picked it, not me! lol

blancahood: oohh this set up is cute!!!

y/ninsta: blancahood Target girl!

jackharlow: and y/ninsta tried to hide the bags from me knowing I saw her speeding earlier through Louisville with them piled high in her car

y/ninsta: jackharlow I'm innocent

druski2funny: and no one thought to invite the life partner?

neelamthadhani: jackharlow I know you aren't talking. you and y/ninsta went on Target runs every chance you two got

claybornharlow: did the babies see my cameo?

jackharlow: druski2funny I thought we were on a break

y/ninsta: claybornharlow yes lmao and you wanna know what Autumn screamed? LOOK IT'S LITTLE BABY! jackharlow had a FIT!

jackharlow: y/ninsta you and the babies have me fighting for my life especially the youngest

y/ninsta: jackharlow well she looks like you

jackharlow: y/ninsta and has her mother's tendencies

y/ninsta: jackharlow take it back or buy me a Birkin

jackharlow: y/ninsta WHAT?!

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y/ninsta: showed the babies this clip and Ivy will not let this man live and keeps making fun of his outfits while Autumn has not stopped calling him "white boy" and "pilgrim" and Axel was like "what's boo boo juice? daddy that looks nasty" and I am HOLLERINGGGGG 😭😭😭😭

saweetie: girl I am SCREAMINGGGGG

urbanwyatt: see? it be your own kids lmaoooooo

jackharlow: I told yall my kids don't want me to be great

jessicakelce: NOT THE PILGRIM!

yungskylark: I AM DONE LMAO

jackharlow: oh and Axel when he saw my scenes with Laura? *sigh*

y/ninsta: jackharlow "DADDY WHO IS THAT? SHE DON'T LOOK LIKE MOMMY!" Axel was ready to kick your ass lmao

urbanwyatt: Lil Urb understood the assignment lmao

neelamthadhani: we all know Axel will go hard for his mom lol jackharlow you better be on your best behavior

jackharlow: neelamthadhani he has absolutely nothing to worry about

druski2funny: well my white boy hasn't learned how to text me back

y/ninsta: druski2funny he's busy

druski2funny: y/ninsta doing WHAT?

jackharlow: druski2funny about to make babies 4, 5, and 6

normani: jackharlow just twins this time! I know my prediction will be right! only four and five!

urbanwyatt: the next two will have my other names

y/ninsta: I'm kicking all yall asses

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hiken-no-stark · 1 year

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NSFW Alphabet ººº Namor

Hi !

Finally is here, thanks for the patience. I hope you all like it.

Sorry if there are any mistakes.

ENJOY !

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

• At the begining he doesn't stayed next to you. He opts to stand up of the bed and pretend to do something else.

• And when you finally fall asleep, he just looks at you all night.

• Eventually, you ask him to stay with you in bed.

• "Why don't you come here with me? It's cold."

• Obviously your question take him by surprise. "Are you sure?" You nod.

• He climbs to the bed next to you and without a doubt he holds you close to his body, so you can get warm.

• Since that day he stay in bed holding you, but he still prefers look at you all night, caressing your hair.

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of their partners)

• Breasts.

• He's a boob person.

• It doesn't matter the size, big/small. He just loves it and always want to touch or suck them.

• Hair.

• He always wants to smell it and caress your hair when you sleep.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

• Always inside.

• He loves creampies.

• Just the thought of impregnate you makes him go hard.

• Maybe sometimes, when you suck his dick he let you swallow his cum.

• He cums a lot.

D = Dirty Secret

• Namor loves the bruises he left on your body.

• Is a special way to show the world that you belongs to him.

E = Experience (How experienced are they?)

• He had enough experience, that's for sure.

• He knows exactly how to touch someone else and drive them crazy.

F = Favourite Position

• Missionary.

• It's tradicional but he likes it.

• That way he can see your face as he fucks you.

• Namor loves eye contact.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

• Serious.

• But that doesn't mean he won't talk or made any sound.

• A lot of dirty talk.

• And a lot of growls and heavy breathing.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

• Hairy.

• He doesn't care about that. It's not his priority.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

• Namor can be romantic if he wants.

• He loves kissing your whole body.

• And touch you like if you were a piece of porcelain.

• He loves explore your body and he's really attentive of your reactions.

• And loves the way your body reacts when he touches you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

• He's not really interested in that.

• But I think he did a couple of times in his life.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

• Sex in the water. Don't ask me why.

• He's a dom, for sure.

• And he's also a God.

• "Who you belong to?" "You're mine, do you understand?"

• Namor loves the foreplay of prey/predator.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

• His bedroom.

• Maybe sex on the beach. At the sunset.

• Water...

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

• When you wear the beautiful jewelry he brings only for you.

• And I mean just the jewelry.

• Your naked body barely covered by jewelry, with your skin wet and hair soaking for water.

• When you try to hold your moans as he fucks you.

• And obviously when you say his name or when you call him "My king".

• He loves hearing you praise him.

• "Fuck me harder. I'm yours, my king." You moan and you swear seeing him smirk as he fuck you harder.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

• He's possessive.

• Namor don't like the idea of sharing you. Not even anyone else seeing your body.

• He can be rough, he loves it. But he never do something to hurt you.

• Maybe a couple of bites and bruises, but nothing to worry about.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

• He's the kind of man who prefers satisfy his partner.

• He can stay between your legs all day.

• Did you see his hands? Well, he knows how to use them perfectly.

• Obviously he loves fingering you as he suck your clit.

• And he won't stop till you are a mess squirming and begging for his dick.

• When you suck him he can't take his eyes from you. The way you move your hand up and down as you lick the tip of his dick.

• It drives him crazy.

• How in the fucking world there could be a human who can do that with their mouth? A simple human making him feel that way?

• Sometimes in the heat of the moment he starts speaking -maya-.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

• Namor try to go slow, but he always fails.

• He can't control himself.

• He prefers sex hard and rough, and the feeling of your nails in his back. And your desperate moans begging for more.

• "Please, fuck me harder. Please. Please."

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

• Not use to quickies.

• It's better when he can take his time and fucks you as many times as he want.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

• Not risk at all, but he's allowed to experiment.

• He would leave you take control of the situation. He let you ride him, but he would take the command again when you hold his wrist above his head for him not to touch you.

• He can't trust a human at all.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last)

• Do I have to say it?

• He's a God.

• He can go on forever. Saddly mortals cannot.

T=Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

• Honestly I don't see him using toys.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

• He doesn't like to tease. He prefers see you cum again and again and again...

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

• DIRTY TALK.

• He's talkative, especially, when he's really turned on.

• "Who do you belong to? Who own this pretty pussy?" He growls and your pussy clench around him. "You like it, don't you? "

• When he's about to cum you can hear his heavy breathing, gasps, grunts and a couple of words in his native language.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

• Have you ever thought about jealous Namor?

• From time to time, Namor let you go to the surface, just a couple of hours but it's enough for you to enjoy the sun. But what you ignore is that the king of Talokan is always a couple of meters from you. Taking care of you. What would he do if something happened to his future Queen?

• And this time it wasn't the exception. And he couldn't control himself when he saw a couple of men disturbing your peaceful rest under the sunlight.

• The way those men were looked at your barely cover body... It drove him crazy.

• But he couldn't let you know that he was stalking you... No, taking care of his Queen.

• He leaned half of his head out of the water, prepared to start a massacre. But instead, a smirk apeared on his face. Obviusly his future Queen wasn't a weak woman and she could take care of herself in that situation.

• How could a weak, useless and mortal human dare to look at his Queen? And how could dare to do it in front of him?

• That night, when you came back, Namor don't said a word, instead he broke your clothes and push you against the wall. He kissed your neck and touched every part of your body, as if he can mark it and proclaim it as his.

• Not even asked for permission, without a warning he was inside you. And he was fucking you hard and rough. He was desesperate to feel you.

• You enjoyed the growls and gasps as he fucked you, holding his muscular back. You loved te angry expression of his face.

• And what you would never tell him is that you know he follows you to the surface everytime.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

• BIG.

• I think we all saw the pic with and without CGI.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

• If he can 24/7

• But he has another things to worry about, he's the king of Talokan. He can't just stay with you all day.

Z = ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

• He would spend the whole night just seeing you sleep. Caressing your hair and your cheeks.

• Sometimes he hums a song he remembers of his past.

• When he's really tired, he fall asleep a couple of minutes after you do.

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harlowsbby · 1 year

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Closure

You know that saying what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas? Oh how you wished that saying was actually true.

You we’re currently in Vegas for the weekend Jack had a club appearance at Zoku nightclub on Saturday and the Grammys on Sunday.

Jack and You have been together for about five months now and you couldn’t be happier you were beyond excited when he invited you this weekend.

“Y/N are you coming? we’re going to the pool for a bit and then going shopping with Winnie in a bit.” Neelam asked you. Winnie Harlow you didn’t mind her but she always had a nasty attitude when it came to you and you had no idea as to why she did.

She loved to brag how Jack and her were quote on quote meant to be since they had the same last names which you found odd that she’d say that especially around you.

“Winnie is here? I didn’t know she was here.” You didn’t want to seem like you had a issue with Winnie because Jack loved her she was one of his closes friends so you always tried your best to get along with her.

“Of course Winnie is here, she’ll be announcing at the Grammy’s tomorrow and I know what you’re thinking and I promise she’s changed she isn’t all rude and stuck up anymore.” Neelam reassured you but deep down inside you just had a feeling something was bound to go down.

“Fine but we aren’t spending all day with her.”

“I promise it’s only for a few hours and then she’ll be leaving for rehearsals.”

Jack was away for the day going over his rehearsals for the show tomorrow so that meant spending the day with Neelam and Winnie, you had messaged you earlier and said he’d meet up with the two of you for dinner with Urban and the rest of the guys.

You decided on wearing just a basic one piece you didn’t feel the need to wear a bikini nor did you feel comfortable in one right now. You’ve been gaining a bit of weight due to be on the road so much you didn’t exactly have time or the right necessities to cook a healthy dinner or access to the gym.

As you made your way towards the pool area you noticed Winnie right away she was laid out on one of the pool chairs her entourage with her as always. The minute she saw you she smiled a wicked smile you always had a feeling she was never sincere with you she just loved to put on a show and act in front of Jack.

“Is that Y/N?! Omg I haven’t seen you in forever how’s life been? How’s Jack been I mean how is traveling the world.” She smiled and pulled you in for a hug, you hugged her back slowly and gave her a awkward pat on the back.

“Life has been amazing I can’t really complain.” You both laughed before it fell into an awkward silence, you stood there just scratching your arm and looking around but thankfully Neelam came.

“Hiii Winnie, are you two playing nice?” She joked and sat down on one of the pool chairs, you sat down next to her.

“We always play nice isn’t that right Y/N?” You gave her a tight lip smile. “That’s right Winnie.”

“Where are we going shopping at?”

“Uh I heard Caesar Palace has some good shops in there we can give that a look.”

“Sounds perfect.” While Neelam and Winnie talked away you pulled out your phone and texted Jack, you missed him so much.

Jack 💗

- I miss you baby ☹️

“Jack someone texted you.” Drama asked from across the stage.

“Who is it?” Drama picked up Jack’s phone seeing it was a message from you. “It’s from Y/N you wanna take a break and answer it?”

“Yeah, everyone take a quick break.” Jack told his dancers before jumping down from the stage and walking over towards Drama.

He opened up his phone and frowned at your message, he had missed you so much today and he felt bad knowing you woke up without him there. He quickly sent you a quick message back.

Y/N 🤍

- I miss you too baby girl but I’ll see you later on tonight 💗.

You smiled at the message, Jack always made sure to give you reassurance and that’s something you loved about him.

“Why are you smiling at your phone? Is that Jack.” You jumped slightly not hearing Winnie even walking up from behind you.

“It was Jack, why?”

“Oh I was just wondering since he never texted me back earlier.”

“And why would you be texting him for?” You looked at her with your eyebrows raised. She shrugged her shoulders and leaned back in her chair.

“Honestly nothing it’s nothing let’s just relax shall we.” You couldn’t relax though you were curious as to why she cared so much if Jack texted her back or not she was up to something and you were going to find out what that something was.

Later that evening

“What about this purse? I think you’ll like this one baby.” Jack had finished up with rehearsals earlier then expected so he decided to tag along with you all while you shopped.

“This one is kinda cute.” You laughed as he held different purses up in-front of you and making you pose in the mirror, Winnie sat from across the room a sour look on her face.

Winnie was supposed to be in your shoes, she was supposed to be you she hated and despised you, I mean why wouldn’t Jack be with her? They both had the same last names already so technically they were soulmates in some way.

“I think I’ll go with this one.” you decided on an all black Louis Vuitton purse Jack nodded and grabbed the purse, he took out his wallet and went to pay for it but you quickly pushed him to the side.

“Uh no you aren’t paying for my purse I’ll pay Jack.” Jack smacked his lips and rolled his eyes.

“Baby no let me pay.” He laughed and tried shoving his credit card into the chip but you weren’t having it. Eventually the two of you started play fighting while everyone found it cute and funny Winnie on the other hand did not.

“Okay can someone just pay so we can get out of here.” She snapped but quickly smiled, you looked at her and if looks could kill you were positive you’d be dead, she looked at you as if she couldn’t stand you and you weren’t sure why you’ve never done anything to her.

“Fine Jack you can pay but just this once.”

“Thank you baby.” He gave you a quick kiss before paying for your purse.

On the walk back to the hotel Jack and You staggered behind a bit just trying to enough one another. You didn’t want to bring up Winnie but you didn’t want to keep holding it in.

“Jack?”

“Yes baby.” He looked down at you, your left arm was wrapped around his right arm.

“Does Winnie not like me?” You bit your lip nervously even if she didn’t like you Jack would never tell you that so brining this up might’ve been for nothing.

“Of course she likes you baby she doesn’t just like you she loves you.” Of course he’d say that he doesn’t see her the way you do.

“You’re right I think it’s all just in my mind.”

“That’s what I’m saying baby, tonight we’re going to have a good time at the club and tomorrow is the Grammy’s let’s have a good little trip yeah?”

You didn’t want to ruin Jack’s weekend you knew this was his first weekend in awhile that he was happy about so you weren’t about to be a party pooper.

“Yeah.” You smiled “let’s have a good weekend like they say what happens in Vegas.”

“Stays in Vegas.” He finished his sentence and you laughed, little did you know just how true that meaning was about to get.

Later that night

You had just finished getting ready looking yourself over in the mirror you smiled in approval you had to confess you did look good.

“Baby come on we are waiting for you!” Jack yelled from outside of the bathroom, you placed all your makeup away in your makeup bag before leaving the bathroom.

“Damn I might have to cancel this club appearance tonight.” Jack licked his lips. “I think you should because you look really good too Jack.” Jack was wearing a black long sleeve with black cargos and black and white new balance shoes.

“That’s all you baby and you know it.” Winnie rolled her eyes. “Well can we get going? You know I hate being late Jack.” She huffed and walked out the door.

“What’s her issue?” You shrugged your shoulders you completely had no idea what her issue was. “Beats me.”

The ride to the club was fairly awkward you wished Urban and Neelam would’ve rode with you all but they took a separate SUV.

“Jack take some videos with me.” Winnie whined Jack sat next to her and you watched the two of them take videos together, you watched how she would brush chest on Jack’s arm here and there and grab his face and act as if she was going to kiss him, her lips were dangerously close to his lips and you weren’t having it.

“Alright that’s enough.” You snapped at them. “What’s wrong? He’s just taking videos with me.” She pulled away from Jack and smirked. “You know what you’re doing Winnie.” You told her meanwhile Jack looked between the two of you not really understanding what was going on.

“What are you talking about Y/N?”

“You know what I’m talking about Winnie I know you do.”

“Well I don’t understand what you’re talking about if you don’t tell me baby girl.” She smirked and popped a bubble with her gum.

“What’s wrong babe? We were just taking a video together.” Jack defended Winnie. “I know that Jack but she was way too close to you.”

“No she wasn’t Y/N honestly stop acting like that Winnie isn’t here to start any issues or problems so let it go alright Y/N.” Winnie gave you a I told you look and you huffed before crossing your arms and facing the window.

What was the point of arguing with Jack you knew Winnie would never do any wrong in his eyes and you hated that.

Once the three of you arrived to the club you stood behind Jack and Winnie and stood next to Urban’s side, Jack rolled his eyes when he realized you were about to be salty and childish.

“What happened? Why aren’t you with Jack.” Urban asked you. “We kinda got into a little fight in the car but it’s not even worth brining up.”

“Are you sure? You need me to set Jack straight for you.” You laughed and shook your head no, there wasn’t any need to be fighting around now even though Jack had gotten on your nerves it definitely wasn’t the time nor place to start anything.

Once inside Zoku you looked around in awe for a nightclub it was pretty big, lights were flashing a few bottle girls were walking around with bottles of course and holding up signs, people were throwing around money, Vegas never felt like a real place to you it always felt like an escape from reality.

“Where is Winnie? And Jack?” Neelam asked you, shrugging your shoulders you sat down on one of the couches that was behind the stage.

“Last time I saw them was when they were walking in the club.” Neelam rolled her eyes before going to the back to find Jack.

“What’s her issue?” Ace handed Urban and You a drink but you shrugged your shoulders you had no idea what her issue was.

“Who knows but I don’t care I just need some liquor in my system.”

“You never drink though?” Ace wasn’t lying you weren’t a drinker but tonight you were getting tipsy.

After a few shots with Urban and a few random people around you were tipsy, giggling you danced slowly to the music playing.

“Y/N! Come on we need to say a quick prayer before Jack goes on.” For every show before Jack went on the stage everyone did a prayer you all prayed for a safe and fun show and that everything went smooth.

Standing up somehow you made your way towards the back, Urban held your back and helped guide you towards the back.

“Baby are you okay?” Jack watched you as you stumbled into the room, Winnie covered her mouth with her hand trying her best to hold in her laugh.

“I’m I mean yes I am okay, are you okay Jack?” You laughed uncomfortably again. “Come on let’s say this damn prayer.” You told everyone and took Jack’s hand.

“Dear father God we thank you and are blessed to be where we are today if it wasn’t for you we wouldn’t be standing here.” During the entire prayer you kept giggling and playing footsie with Urban and Jack was getting tired of it.

“Y/N seriously we’re in the middle of prayer what are you doing? Have you been drinking you never drink.” Jack snapped at you, looking around the room in embarrassment you just hiccuped.

“Why do you care? Don’t you have Winnie to worry about.”

“What are you talking about Y/N?” Winnie asked and you rolled your eyes at her was she being serious right now?

“Don’t act like you don’t know Winnie.” Winnie scrunched her face up when you walked towards her the smell of alcohol clearly evident on you.

“Uh maybe because I don’t know honestly I think you should really just go home Y/N you’ve been kinda off all day.” Her post started laughing, Jack’s jaw tightened and un tightened.

“I think you’re right Winnie, baby I think you should go back to the hotel till I’m done.”

“What? no I’m staying here I’m fine.” You sobered up quickly and with ease.

“I don’t care babe you’re going back to the hotel. Urban can you make sure she gets back safe?”

“What? I’m not going anywhere Jack, why would I leave you here alone with Winnie can’t you tell she likes you she wants you to be mad at me so she can sooth you and make it seem like I’m fucking crazy and I’m not! She’s been like this forever and I can’t believe you don’t see that.” You yelled at him, everyone was looking between jack and you wondering what was going to happen.

“Honestly baby I think you’re the jealous one you’re jealous that Winnie and I are close and for some reason you can’t stand that, maybe if you didn’t push everyone in your life away you’d have a close friend but you don’t so I think it’s best you leave.” You didn’t know how to feel or what to think, your bottom lip started quivering.

“Fine if- if that’s how you feel I’ll leave you alone.” You stuttered before walking away you caught a glimpse of Winnie’s face she had a devilish look on her face.

Once back in the car you broke down into more tears you couldn’t believe he was taking her side over yours, mid breakdown you noticed your phone had lit up, opening it up you saw it was a recent Instagram post from Winnie.

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winnieharlow my main man killed it tonight, about to win a grammy tomorrow 🖤

jackharlow my main girl love you twin 🖤

lilnasx unexpected duo..

urbanwyatt 👨🏼‍🦯👨🏼‍🦯👨🏼‍🦯

druski2funny did not see this coming

theshaderoom waitttt are you two dating?

chloebailey 🍵 🐸

sza wait? are you two a thing

If Jack wanted to act as if Winnie was so sweet and innocent then so be it but he’ll realize sooner enough just go wicked she is.

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mrzombielover · 1 year

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Omg I NEED a Price nsfw alphabet PLEASEEEE😭😭

price is soo daddy lana del rey coded i love him

nsfw warning (obviously) also this is not edited and probably incoherent

masterlist

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

classic cigarettes after sex (well- cigars in his case)

will light up and softly hold you close to him, mindlessly drawing shapes into your skin while you talk. loooves pillow talk

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

on him, it’s his torso. he’s in pretty great shape and proud of himself, especially considering his age. (he’s only 37 in the reboot but i’m pretty sure he’s older in the OG- ehhhh either way i’m ignoring it)

for you, it’s your mouth/lips. they’re so pretty. he goes feral when you wear lipgloss/lipstick, especially if it leaves stains on things like a straw or glass

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

prefers to cum inside. not that he wants to be a father anytime soon, but he loves the thought of filling you up.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

still has most of- if not all- his old dirty magazines/pinups from when he was younger. he can’t let them go.

Gaz found them one time while they were inbetween missions, and Price let everybody think they were Soap’s. soap got clowned on but he got to keep (most of) his magazines

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

oh he def knows what he’s doing. he doesn’t have the most time for relationships but he’s got plenty of experience

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

classic missionary. he gets a good look at your body and face, it feels great for the both of you, and doesn’t strain either of your muscles. it lets him be close to you, too.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

other than a little teasing i imagine him pretty serious. sex with him isn’t usually casual or goofy, its pretty passionate and he’d hate to kill the mood

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

trims but like occasionally so they’re on the longer side, along with his happy trail

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

so very. he’s usually very passionate and intimate, and on special occasions- very romantic. type of guy to pull out the rose petals and candles on your anniversary

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

doesn’t do it very often. he doesn’t really have a need for release, and enjoys sex with his partner more as a way to be close and vulnerable with them.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

i imagine him more on the soft dom side, thinks it’s so hot when you can’t really answer his questions, and likes embarrassing you a little too. maybe a little dacryphilia too. he feels so proud when you feel so good tears form in your eyes and you struggle to speak, all because of him.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

prefers the bed, it’s comfortable and reliable, but also enjoys his office or a desk, especially on late nights. he doesn’t like having to rush and usually his office is private enough that he can take his time.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

domestic and soft shit. waking up next to you and seeing you vulnerable, without makeup on and hair all messy. trust is a big thing for him, it just gets him going.

also seeing you wear things he bought for you, like jewelry or maybe a nice dress. it’s another subtle sign of trust and ownership. he can be a little possessive and likes showing you off.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

he’s much closer to the vanilla side. he’s willing to try some stuff, but certain extreme kinks he just won’t be able to do. it’ll feel too weird for him, like really heavy bdsm

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

prefers giving. he just gives those vibes. enjoys receiving, too, but loves watching you come undone and your mind going blank from the pleasure.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

prefers to go slowly. as stated previously he loves intimacy and teasing you, will fuck you deeply and sensually

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

not really a big fan. if you’re needy and desperate he’ll happily finger you real quick or while doing paperwork, he likes having this affect on you, but likes privacy and time when fucking you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

game to experiment with whatever kinks you might have, at least once. while he prefers to be more dominant, he’d still indulge you occasionally.

prefers not to take risks in public places, he could probably get in trouble for sleeping with you as your captain. not that the idea isn’t exciting- maybe in some foreign country where nobody knows you guys though, but not as a common thing.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

usually only 1-2 rounds but he takes a while to cum, and likes to make you cum at least a few times before he does. big on foreplay too.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

doesn’t really own any but he’s not against them. would quite enjoy using a remote controlled vibe during meetings/in the office

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

much prefers teasing to being teased. he likes teasing you lightheartedly and taking his sweet time with you. you’ll be whimpering and sobbing before he even puts his dick in you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

not super loud in terms of groaning or moans but he’s never quiet. talks so insanely dirty he’s always whispering or cursing in your ear. when you whine or moan, too fucked out to even think, he’ll chuckle and tease you, “aw, i know baby, feels good, huh?”

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

loves to spoil you. even if you tell him that something is too expensive or you don’t need it he loves to buy things for you. always paying attention to where your eyes longer on products and what style of clothes you compliment on others. love languages are def acts of service and gift giving. it also drives him crazy when you wear the stuff he buys you, an expensive watch or necklace when you go out just to show everyone that you’re taken care of.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

solid ~6-6.5 in, girthy, a pretty muted pink and it hangs heavy.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

pretty standard, ideally you’d probably have sex a few times a week (3-5) but between your schedules and days you might have off it’s subject to change.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he could fall asleep pretty easily, after all he’s content and comfortable and likes to snuggle up with you but it’s not a given. likes to hold you if you fall asleep against him. in an ideal world he has the time to but usually there’s stuff that needs to get done.

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