#saw it sink to the bottom like a rock and said

[neuvistar]

JUST FRIENDS? YEAH.. JUST FRENDS.

— featuring ┊ jing yuan x flreader × wriothesley (separate)

— warnings / content warnings ┊ not proofread. all consensual! desk s3x (jing yuan), blowie (wrio), implied friends w benefits, semi-public s3x, jing yuan's a lil mean, hair pulling (jing yuan), overall suggestive content. 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

— a/n ┊ WOOOO finally wrote sumn, i'm SOO late on asks it's acc kinda sad i'm so sorry guys work has been eating my ass for the past few days weeks months i'm so tired bye but NEVER BACK DOWN NEVER WHAT??

𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐔𝐀𝐍

"c’mere, on my lap."

your relationship with jing yuan.. was quite an interesting one. on occasional days, you both would consider each other as close acquaintances! while on most days, you both would consider each other as friends with benefits. you never really had a problem with this kind of relationship you both shared and hid away from the rest of the world, it was just your thing with him.

so, it was no problem to you when jing yuan called you to his office to help "him" for tonight.

even though you were mostly the person going to him for pleasure, he was the one using you for pleasure. you couldn't help but feel that aching pain in your heart whenever you thought about what he always says about only using you as a mere object to pleasure himself. you would be lying if you said you weren't being a hypocrite because you felt exactly the same, but it still hurts and you don't understand why it does. no matter how hard you try to distance yourself from him so those thoughts wouldn't sink in, you couldn't. they always came back to delve you deeper into the depths of the sea, like it was hard to swim back up. you didn't know why the thought of you only being a mere fuck toy to him upset you.

soft yet pained yelps left your lips as his cock rubbed against your slit, slowly but steadily. the general put a hand to your mouth, shushing you and keeping you quiet as a low chuckle left his lips. "you're already whining and moaning on my cock, do you like it that much? i haven't even put it in yet." he cooed in your ear, that voice.. you hated that tone he used against you, that tone was enough to make your whole body weak. he knew the kind of affect he had on you, and he abused the hell out of it. that stupid voice.. you can't tell whether you want to kiss him or punch him.

"just put it in then." your legs gave in on you as you kept yourself comfortable overtop his desk, keeping your fingers near the ends.

“whatever you say, sweetheart.” despite this, jing yuan was always just as needy as you are. the general pushed your head against the hardness of his desk, his free hand on your hip as his cock bullied itself inside your walls, he was so much bigger than you.. it was a miracle that you could even take it all.

"fuck.. just fuck me, jing yuan. fuck me like you mean it!" jing yuan's lips curved into a smirk, a snicker slipping from his lips.

"someone's greedy tonight." he picked up the pace, skin slapping against one another harsher and harsher. "j-just like you every time we fuck. you can't talk."

"yeah? atleast i'm not begging for it. s' okay to admit it, pretty.

“i know love you my cock, that's why you come to my office so you could get fucked into oblivion, like the naughty girl you really are you moaned at his words, orgasm built up quickly inside you as you came all over his cock. “—and that's another way to show how much of a slut you are for my dick. i think that might just be our new record, dovey" you squirmed in his touch, mouth slightly hung agape as you squeezed your grip around the ends of the desk, eyes fluttering open when two pairs of hands squeezed your hips, jing yuan's thrusts showed no signs of stopping. "it'd be such a shame if someone walked in right now and saw how much of a slut you are for the general's cock. i think your reputation would hit rock bottom, wouldn't you think?"

the desk creaked lightly beneath your warm body, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. “just imagine how everyone would react if they saw you like this, in this state. i'd love to see the look on their faces.. mm.. it'd be such a shame, wouldn't it? moan louder for me, let me hear you. let everyone hear just how well i fuck you." jing yuan's fingers interlaced with your own, his heavy breaths increasing as his chest heaved, burying his face in your shoulder, clenching his teeth when your walls squeezed around him.

"fuck." he leaned down,"you're nothing more than a stress reliever for me.. this pretty pussy, is mine. mine to cum into, mine to fuck, and mine alone. understand?"

you guys were just friends. just friends? yeah. just friends.

𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘

you couldn't count just how many times you and wriothesley had almost been caught for your shenanigans, it was risky having to fuck in his office. the fortress, and the people within were always on the move. it was hard to even get into his damn office thanks to all the visitors he always has, asking him stupid questions or speak about some stupid unrelated topic. wriothesley is a close friend of yours, you can't deny that.. but you also can't deny just how good he can use his dick.

the fortress was busy one day, all hands were on deck as almost everyone was on the move. this was odd, but you knew it must've been wriothesley's doings. you both took the risk at last as you were beneath his desk, kneeling down as your cheek was pressed up against his thigh, lazily stroking his hardened cock. "you seem stressed. how has your day been?" your voice brought butterflies to his stomach, he always loved hearing it.. just like how he loved hearing your moans he was gonna bring out of you tonight, "nothing much, i just missed you." his large hand caressed your cheek, a small smile painted on his lips. before you knew it, he already had two hands on your head.. rubbing the tip of his cock right against your mouth.

slapping his dick against your tongue, your mouth engulfed him whole. wriothesley's moans in bed were unmatched you say, they were like the call to celestia. your tongue was warm against his shaft, staring up at him with that same sweet look on your eyes. wriothesley's breath catches in his throat when he moans your name. he pressed himself closer into you, your lips gently caressing his skin as each suck if his dick was as soft as a butterfly's wings, yet the passion behind them is overwhelming.. overwhelming him with pleasure all over. he used his two hands to thrust himself against your lips.

"fuck yeah, open that pretty mouth even wider for me. i missed your mouth.. i missed you. i missed you so damn much, baby." wriothesley's stare was enough to hypnotize anyone, the glow of affection filling his eyes as he watches his cock go in and out of your mouth. your lips move against him, savoring the taste and touch of his cock as if it were a sweet treat. the male's fingers ran through your hair in a soft motion, thrusting himself deep into your mouth.. fucking your mouth with a sense of urgency and desperation in his hips. a small chuckle came from his throat as he watched small tears trickle down your cheeks, the intensity of the moment you were both sharing immediately paused when he heard someone banging on his door. "sir! you got a new package!—“ wriothesley didn't bother answering, groaning at the warmth of your mouth.. he could feel himself getting closer and closer.. just a bit more!—

the same worker barged into the room. wriothesley quickly fixed his position as he played it off like he was looking through his drawers, his eyes travelling up to his sudden visitor. "oh sorry, i'm in a hurry so, what do you need?" your mouth was still attached to his cock as you grumbled against it, clearly he wasn't secure enough. but... well! it's not bad to tease him a little now, is it? your tongue began to swirl against his member sucking him harder than before, making sure he heard even the quietest slurping sounds.. almost forcing a sudden moan from his lips. "—yes.. i see. just put the package there and leave."

oh.. you were definitely gonna get it that day.

#ᖭི༏ᖫྀ maryse’s diary ૮꒰˶˃̵ ^ ˂̵˵꒱ა #jing yuan <33 #wriothesley <33 #genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #wriothesley x reader #jing yuan smut #hsr smut #hsr x reader #jing yuan x reader #jing yuan x you #wriothesley smut

[marvelmymarvel]

The Sister

Shanks x LuffySister!Reader

Synopsis: It had been 5 months since you last saw your red-headed lover, but you knew that once he returned, he wouldn't be leaving without you.

A/n: Might expand more later, or might not. I'm just trying to get out of writers block so have some Shanks :P

5 months.

It had been 5 months since you last saw him, and while the ache in your chest should have lessened by now, it only seemed to grow worse by the day. You were currently trying to ease the ache by relaxing on the beach, the sound of the waves crashing into the rocks filling your ears. The sand was warm and usually comforted you, but all you could think about was how much you missed his warmth.

"He'll be here soon, Y/n"

Your eye peeked open, squinting up at the little boy that towered over you. Luffy had also been missing Shanks and had been constantly reminding you of his absence. A sigh came from you as you sat up and turned to your brother, "Luffy..."

His face scrunched up in pain at your tone, heart sinking as you tried to let him down softly. "No, he'll come back soon. You have to have faith." He fought back, face still full of pain as he rocked on his feet. Your eyes wandered out to the sea in front of you, bottom lip between your teeth as you tried to find the right words. Shanks usually wasn't gone for this long, the most he had been away was two months. While you knew that probably meant he would never return, the 7-year-old behind you didn't.

Part of you wondered if this was your fault. After all, the last time he left you made him promise that next time you would be coming with him. Which was something Luffy didn't know about.

He would be fine, of course, considering the townspeople treated him like he was one of their own. It would be hard being away from your brother but you knew your heart couldn't take another second being away from Shanks. He was your home, and you were beginning to grow violently homesick.

Luffy opened his mouth to start up again, but it slammed shut at the sound of the bells ringing from the town hall, signaling that a ship had arrived. Luffy inhaled sharply, hope filling his chest as he grabbed your hand and yanked you up from the sand. "It might be him!!! We have to go!!!"

You tried to argue with him, but it was no use. So you let him drag you all the way through the town until you reached the port. "Luffy, buddy it's probably not him-"

An arm wrapped around you, ripping you from Luffy's grasp as you were hauled back into a chest. Kisses were peppered all over your face and neck as sweet nothings were whispered in between the pecks. Your brain finally caught up with your heart and a smile burst across your lips.

"Shanks!! You're back!!" Luffy cried out as he bounded towards you two.

Shanks turned you swiftly as he continued peppering kisses all over your face. You giggled from the tickle of his stubble, relief and happiness filling every crevice of your body until you were quite literally vibrating in his embrace. "I missed you, my love," Shanks said as you pulled back a little to take him in. His brown eyes were warm and loving, and your homesickness seemed to disappear under his gaze.

Shanks acknowledged Luffy who was currently pulling at his jacket and asking a million questions about his recent journeys, which gave you a chance to look him over for any injuries. Spotting none, you grabbed his hand and motioned for him and Luffy to follow you to the bar you frequently visited. "How about we take this conversation elsewhere?"

#shanks imagine #shanks x reader #shanks imagines #one piece imagine #one piece imagines #one piece x reader #opla imagine #opla imagines #opla x reader

[odetodilfs]

Kinktober day 8: Exhibitionism with Oberyn Martell

Summary: Where Oberyn brings the people of Dorne a different kind of fight to the arena.

Pairing: power bottom!Oberyn Martell x sub!top!male!reader

Content: Public sex, creampie, established relationship (marriage), the people of Dorne have the hots for you and Oberyn.

Make sure to reblog!

You stepped out onto the arena, hundreds of people, mostly men cheering as you stepped out completely naked except for a light robe around you. Oberyn and you had been having this fantasy of being watched for ages, and seeing how the audience was going to enjoy watching you fuck him was stirring something down below... Your dick immediately got hard as you saw Oberyn standing right beside what looked to be a bed, wearing his usual yellow robe except with no clothes underneath.

All those dirty thoughts about getting dominated in public started playing in your head, how your husband would look riding your dick for hundreds of people to see. "Such a good boy" he smirked at you, "lay here" he signaled at the bed as you laid down, you heard cheers coming from the crowd, your dick hard as a rock and leaking precum. You were ready to open him up as usual but then it hit you: he'd done it himself in front of the public. "Lube's there" his smug staying on his face, you quickly grabbed it and put it all over your cock.

"This won't be long, but I have to.. the public will love it" he smirked as he got on the bed slowly and sat on your face. You moaned as you were being suffocated in the most heavenly way and started to tongue Oberyn's hole. He tasted sweet and musky, you could hear the crowd go wild as he rode your face, you were pretty sure your dick was leaking precum like no tomorrow. You weren't sure exactly how long he was riding your face as you went into absolute daze.

When he finally got off of your face, he was all red and sweaty from the arousal. He slowly started getting on the bed, facing the crowd as he spread his legs wide, showing himself to the audience, the men roared in both arousal and hype. He crawled seductively towards you, doing the same position he showed the audience but now showing it to you. His hole was glistening with sweat, eager for you to go inside him, to make you, him and the audience happy.

In one go, you sunk into Oberyn, his hole despite being opened up, it was still real tight. There was one thing more eager than his ass though: the crowd absolutely lost it when you put your dick inside him, you started to sink deeper and deeper "Good boy, start thrusting now" he seductively ordered, you, being the sub, followed his orders, and softly started thrusting into him, "Harder" he said almost immediately, you followed orders as well.

You couldn't hold back much longer, fucking in front of an audience, Oberyn's legs spread as you pumped deep inside him and the way he clamped down on your cock was all too much for you. But you held on, edged yourself in your lover's tight hole. This went on for 20 minutes until you heard Oberyn moan loudly and clamp down on your dick hard, he was cumming, "Keep fucking me- keep fucking me-" he ordered, overstimulated, but wanting to get fucked till he couldn't take it anymore. You did, he somehow managed to get the strength to scream even if you were pounding him into the mattress. "Who wants him to cum inside?" Oberyn smirked as calmly as he could while both screaming and getting fucked, the crowd roared. "You heard our audience darling, give them what they want" and as if Oberyn had control of when you came, you exploded inside him right after saying that.

You stayed like that for a minute, regaining the strength as the adrenalin in your bodies began to die down, the crowd was silent. "Pull out" he ordered, you did and could see the absolutely massive load inside him, it dripped out of him as soon as you'd withdrew. He then turned around and showed the creampie you just gave him to his audience, to no one's surprise, they loved it.

"Let's go now" he looked up at you, then stood up and helped you, waving to the roaring people, he walked in front of you just so you could see your cum now running down his legs.

#oberyn martell #oberyn martel x reader #oberyn martell x male reader #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal x male reader #top male reader #sub top reader #x male reader #amab reader

[leonw4nter]

I Love You, Without Wax. Forever Yours, Leon

Boyfriend!RE4R!Leon x F!Reader

Leon finally managed to find the keys to the jet ski, making sure Ashley stuck close to him as he fumbled with the slot for the key to try to get it to work. After a few minutes, he managed to get it to run, hopping in first before extending a hand to Ashley to help her get on since she had a slight limp going on. Revving it up, the water mobile got to work and moved them through the murky waters. He amped up the speed, swerving expertly through rocks but a rock he didn’t spot from underneath the water scratched the side of the jet ski, causing it to start taking in some water. They would both die at this rate; the hole wasn’t big enough and the water wasn’t rushing in fast but the weight of two people on the jet ski caused water to do more damage than it originally would. He had to come up with a vital decision: swim to freedom or send one person back home.

“Ashley!” He began. He turns around, locking a stern gaze with the blonde.

“I need you to listen to me and do exactly as I say.” She nods, her expression serious and furrowed in focus.

“I’m going to jump from the jet ski and I’ll just see you out instead. This thing’s taking in water and with my weight added, we’re not going to make it. Since you’re lighter you won’t sink but with me, we will so I’ll get out. Got it?”

Her eyes widened, worry drawn all over her features; no layer of grime and soot could mask the fear in her eyes.

“What? Leon, you know I can’t–”

“Trust me, Ashley. I won’t leave you. Your father trusts me, right? I know what I’m doing. I’ll guide you on your way out of this cave. It’s just going to be like that one time we rode that cart.”

She still looks doubtful,  unsure of what she’s going to do next with Leon just running alongside her in a matter of seconds if she nods her head. Leon’s right: her father trusts him and she does too. Whatever they did, they always made it out alive thanks to him so they’ll make it out of this one as well. With a shaky breath, Ashley sighs and readies herself to take the handles.

“I’ll jump in 3, 2, 1!” He counts down before jumping, barely making it to the docking area of the tunnel and starts running, making sure he’s running alongside Ashley. Ashley notices the jet ski grow lighter and suddenly a little more of the jet ski’s bottom isn’t submerged in water anymore. With newfound encouragement from this, she takes the handles and speeds off. Though she doesn’t exactly avoid the debris in the water expertly like Leon did mere moments ago, she’s still managing to do well and Leon’s sure her chances of making it out in one piece are high.

“That’s it!” He said. “Keep going until you make it out, I’ll watch you from behind!

She didn’t respond but Leon knew she heard him; she was just focused on trying to keep herself afloat and make it out alive from this hellish place. The island was blowing up, both Leon and Ashley knew that so time wasn’t on their side. Leon’s legs were starting to cramp up, having run at faster speeds without a break and running low on water content. Soon, he saw a tiny sliver of golden light at the end of the tunnel but this is where a serious explosion from within the cave was being set off; he wouldn’t make it in time.

“Go, Ashley! Keep going! You’re almost there! Just keep up the speed and don’t take your hands off of the handles!” He instructed, cupping his mouth to amplify his voice amidst all the booming and popping of explosives.

Ashley got to the ramp and sped up, coursing through the air before hitting the salty seawater with a large splash. Had she not held onto the handles, she might’ve fallen out of her seat when she landed on the water. Cautiously, she peeked on the side of the jet ski to look for the hole that formed. Thankfully that splash didn’t cause more damage, much to her relief.

“Leon!” She suddenly remembers. She circles nearer to where she came from, looking at the fiery dock. The dock was going up in flames, black smoke billowing from somewhere inside the island. “Leon!” She calls out again.

She moves a little closer to the dock but there is no sign of the agent. She suddenly recalls how his voice sounded more faint before she got it, which could mean he lagged behind and stayed there up until the explosion. But he’s Leon, right? He can’t just leave her like this, he’s got to come back too!

“Leon! Please, you promised that we’d both make it out didn’t you?” She exclaims as fear swells in her heart and threatens to render her lost and directionless.

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It’s a bad day for you today: paper work is piling up, two department heads have already given you a talking-to over the mistake of the juniors under your team, and your fellow seniors aren’t helping you fix anything or get the other papers done. Sometimes you wished you were a field agent, actually going to places and moving around and fighting stead of sitting in a stuffy office and completing the never-ending load of papers dropped at your desk. Despite the strong urge to switch departments and just be a field agent for the thrill of it, you felt kind of guilty for wanting to voluntarily put yourself in physically taxing situations. Your Leon was a field agent once, until he never came back from a mission; he died making sure the president’s daughter got home in one piece. Even if it’s been well over  a year since his death and you’ve managed to get back to normal, life still feels incomplete without him and his stupidly charming jokes.

“Y/N, we’re all going to hit the clubs later to look for some guys. Wanna come with–”

“Listen, Emerson.” You harshly articulated. “Instead of hitting the clubs to look for the newest hookup this week, why don’t you and the others get to your desks and actually do something productive. I got fucking yelled at by our superiors for shortcomings that was caused by you and the other little fucks but I took the brunt of it instead and you have the audacity to go out and party.”

“It’s not like I knew–”

“It’s not like you’d know because you’re a lazy piece of shit!” You fumed. The entire office falls silent, only the low thrum of the AC being heard in the space. Emerson’s face contorts into disbelief and slight shock, taking offense to your words even if it’s true. Her friends cross their arms and start whispering amongst themselves, shooting you with a disdainful look. With a roll of her eyes and an irritated huff, she takes a small stack of papers in her arms before heading to her cubicle.

“Damn bitch, I was just asking,” you hear her mutter under her breath.

“I don’t ever want to hear about Valentine’s Day, okay? The love of my life is dead.”

Your own words catch you and everyone else by surprise. Everyone, including yourself, had thought that you’d formally come to terms with the loss of Leon but it seems that there’s still a part of you that will forever subconsciously wish for him to miraculously come back. You promised Leon that you’d always be happy every Valentine’s Day, even without him but here you are: acting like the Valentine’s Day counterpart for the grinch. Everyone in Leon’s department and yours knew that you two were one soul in two bodies; inseparable. To see you without Leon was a huge change for everyone, an unfortunate change that you and they will have to get used to.

With an exasperated sigh, you sit back into your chair and get working. Despite all the tension in the room, you’re thankful that this outburst managed to motivate everyone into doing something for once. With a stretch and a sip of coffee for some energy, you got right into reading reports and signing them for the next few hours until your day ended.

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After a day that seemed to drag on forever, you finally got to come home and unwind. Before going home, you made a quick stop at a convenience store to pick up some junk and beer. Sitting in bed wearing one of Leon’s shirts, you reclined into the pillows and sighed deeply; there were still papers that needed reading and signing but they weren’t a huge load like earlier so you decided to let those wait. Feeling a little thirsty, you get up to grab a cold beer from the fridge before moving to find the can opener. The spoon drawer was near you but you didn’t want to bend your utensils even more so you decided to dedicate some time to look for it. After a few moments, you still couldn’t find it despite opening up every cabinet door and pulling on the cabinets. You remembered how Leon had a tendency to hide things on shelves only he could reach so maybe he decided to hide it on top of the cabinets. Moving your beer elsewhere, you get on the kitchen counter and make sure you’re balanced, one hand holding on to a cabinet door and the other feeling around for the tops. Your hands are slightly sweaty, worried that you’ll take a misstep and fall down but you push through anyways; you’re determined to have that drink. After a few minutes of feeling around, you still don’t find it but you feel something smooth albeit a little dusty. Interested, you pull the smooth something back to you and see an envelope; the envelope doesn’t have any exterior markings and is only sealed by a singular waterproof band aid but with a turn of the envelope you see your name written with Leon’s handwriting. Even more interested than you were, you forgo looking for the opener and drink altogether to opt for reading the letter instead. Besides, you miss your boyfriend with each passing day and today is Valentine’s Day so why not cut the pity party and indulge in some totally-not-heartbreaking reminiscing. Heading to your room and getting into bed, crawling to Leon’s side of the bed you take the letter and gently tear the band aid seal off. You open it up and take the paper out; the letter was written at the back of an old document, blue ink strokes creating texture at the back of the paper.

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04-29 To my pearl Y/N, You’re asleep right now after a pretty lengthy breakdown session (not the dancing kind, unfortunately) so I had to sneak out of bed and look around for whatever to write in. I seriously hope you don’t turn around and drag me back to bed, I’ve been meaning to write this for a long time now. Anyways, I find myself drawn into the depths of my emotions and unable to contain the overflow of adoration that fills every corner of my being whenever I’m with you– when you laugh, when you smile, when you cry. How do I begin to express the depths of my love for you? Will an entire lifetime be enough time to show you all that I’ve got for you? How can mere words encapsulate the boundless ocean of emotions that surge within me whenever I think of you? I’m very grateful that you find solace within me, a sanctuary where you could lay bare your vulnerabilities without fear of judgment or rejection (and vice versa: me being vulnerable around you). When you speak my name, the universe pauses, holding its breath in honor of our bond. When we touch, I feel my spirit lifted to dizzying heights and surrounds me in this happiness that defies description. Your essence, your soul is like a beacon of light from a lighthouse in the darkest of my nights and the stormiest of my seas, calling me to the safety of the shore. You are the gem I consider myself lucky to have love and receive love from amidst the vast chaos of this universe. All those flowery words aside, I’m sorry that I kept something from you while you were having a rough time– I’ll be going on a 3 month-long mission to the other side of the world. I just didn’t want to tell you while you feel like the world is against you and I’m really sorry– I promise I’ll tell you really soon. I really don’t want to leave you but I have to, out of a deep-rooted desire to protect the world and to protect you. Three months will feel like forever but please hold on for me, okay? I’ll get you something from Build-A-Bear when I get back :) Though the nights will feel longer, please promise me that you’ll get some rest and live happily while I’m elsewhere (but still think of me too yaknow). If… If I don’t come home then celebrate every single holiday out there because it’ll make you happy. Do something with your life when I couldn’t with mine. Don’t sulk and wallow in self-pity coz I’d really hate to see that if I somehow get turned into a ghost :/ For the meantime that I’m not yet out for work, I’ll keep holding you close to my heart. Wherever I’ll end up, I’ll still be yours– always and forever. I love you :) Without Wax, Leon :) xoxo P.S. (I saw this at a random Almanac) “Sincerely” came from the Latin word “sin cera” which means “without wax”. Dishonest sculptors with imperfections in their sculptures filled in mistakes with wax and when something was flawless, they labeled it as “sin cera”, which is “without wax”. Basically, what I wanna say is that my love for you is real and genuine :) And also it sounds cool right? x

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“Happy Valentine’s Day, baby. MIssing you so much right now,” you whispered as you traced Leon’s name with a finger.

You smiled to yourself, pressing a feather-light kiss to the closing portion of his letter. God you missed him dearly; what you’d give just to have him back. Folding the letter back and placing it back inside the envelope, you kept it near your heart for a bit before putting it on your bedside table. Walking over to your work desk you pulled out a neat sheet of paper and your favorite pen, getting ready to pen a letter that’ll respond to Leon’s though he’ll never get the chance to read it.

NOTE - I decided to write angst for Valentine's Day but I decided against making it super sad so... yeah. Also I attended a seminar yesterday since every single one of us were required to attend and it was... okay. Like it wasn't super fun but I did speak up a lot and a buncha girls went to me and hugged me ?????? Like that was actually really nice, I need more hugs ( -> touch-starved ). I finished writing this on the 8th and my grades release this Saturday so let's hope I don't die 🙏🙏🙏 Also, I read uhlunaro's fic called "Bone-Chill" and OH MY GOD ?????? IT WAS SO GOOD ???? LIKE THAT THING STUCK WITH ME THROUGHOUT THE DAY-- IT WAS THAT GOOD. GO READ IT GUYS CMONNNN!!!!!! Anyways, I know it's not the 14th anymore but I hope you had a great Valentine's Day and thank you so, so, so, much for reading my fics!!!!!!!!! <33333333

The dividers are made by @cafekitsune , the images are made by me (sourced from Pinterest).

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[idcbabyialreadylostmymind]

cracking my knuckles to ask for an angsty sully family fic with sully reader 😈

Fatal

Pairing- Sully family x Sully!reader

Summary- It was you instead of Neteyam.

Warnings- this probably sucks cause I'm on cloud 9 rn, angsty asf, gun shot, blood, A lot of crying from Neytiri Jake Neteyam Lo'ak Kiri and Tuk, and death

Seeking refuge with the Metakinya Clan from sky people was going good after all the drama issues along with trust issues came to a halt. You learned to live with them as the learned to live with you. That was until the sky people and avatars found you and your family once again.

You watched as Neteyam cut you and Lo'ak a loose. You dogged all the arrows that flighted through the air, and then the demon Quaritch caught y'all. Grabbing a guy you shot him letting him lose Lo'ak and Neteyam. He pulled his gun up and you fell to the water not being able to have saved Kiri or Tuk. You heard Lo'ak and Neteyam cheer in happiness, "Y/N you saved us." Neteyam said with a smile it disappearing as he saw you barely above water.

"Y/N." He said cautiously. "Nete- been hit." Was all you could stutter out as the piercing pain leaked all threw you.

"We got you Y/N." Lo'ak said grabbing ahold to your side and Neteyam to the other. The spotted your father on a rock waving you over. They pushed their overused muscles even harder trying to get you to a ground. Finally reaching the color in Jake's face fell seeing the blood on his son's hands and then you.

Your shoulder pierced straight through, fatal.

"She was shot after sav-" Neteyam's voice broke as tears fell onto his face. "Saved us." Lo'ak finished holding you hand. It seemed Neytiri spotted all of you and landed next to you. "M-mother." You stuttered out as you feel your life leaving your body. Neytiri dropped to the ground pushing Jake out of the way as she wailed. "No no no." She said hand hovering over your shoulder as it leaked even more blood. "Mommy I wan-want to go home." You cried as you feel everything freeze it was suddenly cold. "I- I lo-" your eyes went blank, chest stopped heaving up and down, nothing but your soulless body. Lo'ak dropped his head into your lap and sobbed into your lap.

Neytiri held your head screaming, "No not my baby not my baby girl not my life." She screamed she felt a piece of herself leave as she held your lifeless body in her hands. Jake wiped his tears as best he could, "Your sister where?" Jake said even more tears falling as he sees you lifeless body.

"On- on the boat." Neteyam replied. "Neytiri-" Jake said grabbing her arm just for her to push him away, "Go away." She cried cradling you. "Neytiri they have our daughters." He said and all the emotion left her face standing up she grabbed her bow and called an ikran and rode off. "Stay with your sister you've done enough." Jake said as Neteyam said he should go as well.

And then it happened the fight on the boat, Spider was saved "A child for a child." Jake said as they surrounded you hugging Spider, Lo'ak still holding your hand.

Now you were to be with Eywa your mother and father guided you though the ocean body in a leaf made casket with you in it flowers surrounding you, "Ma Y/N." Neytiri whispered. "Strong and graceful." She continued tears falling from her face as she held onto the necklace you gave to her. "Light of my life you are gone." She said as the Meykayina clan whispered a pray to Eywa. "You will shine like the finest gem in our memories now you are with Eywa." She voice breaking as moss at the bottom wrapped around your body and sinking you in.

Neteyam had his arms wrapped around himself as he watches his sister get sucked into the world. Lo'ak face was shocked in tears as Kiri held Tuk as she cried she would never see her sister again.

And now you were with Eywa.

#avatar 2022 #avatar 2 #avatar 2009 #avatar #avatar way of water #avatar x y/n #avatar x you #avatar x reader #avatar angst #avatar x reader angst #avatar x sully!reader #sully!reader #sully family x reader #sully family

[he-goes-down]

Our Last Summer

- irl friend req

Masterlist

Pairing:

Duff Mckagan x reader x Slash

Warnings: threesome, sex in the pool, unprotected p in v, anal, smut with plot

Second Person POV:

It was the middle of the day, the guys had invited you over for a swim, a thing they do now regularly as it’s summer and they had a pool installed in the backyard. You rocked up to their place, wearing a light purple and blue bikini under a white crocheted shawl that you used as a skirt. Opening the already unlocked door, stepping inside with two plastic bags, one with extra clothes and the other with booze. You put the booze on the kitchen counter and tossed your clothes bag in Izzy’s room as you were normally in there, being best friends after all. You got to the threshold of the door to the backyard and Izzy spotted you. Laying on one of the lounge chairs, under an umbrella, he’s such a vampire sometimes. He got up from the chair and walked towards you, and you got closer as well. “You’re wearing the bikini I picked out!” He said in awe. His eyes under his sunglasses scanning you up and down. “Mhm..” You responded with a smile as you began to untie your shawl. “Ah! You’re here!” You heard Axl from the end of the pool, ready to jump in, he was already wet so it seemed like a canon-ball competition, one he always looses. The rest of the guys heard Axl’s call and turned to your direction to look at you. All them happy to see you and all of them eyeing you up and down as they could fully see your body in the bikini. You went to the edge of the pool and asked Izzy to put sunscreen on your back as you finished lathering the placing you could reach. His hands massaging your skin, which felt quite nice. Slash and Duff we’re watching this scene, their emotions unknown but definitely not in a positive light

You got into the pool and swam around with Steven, doing laps underwater and you won every time, except once when Axl took you by your leg and pulled you back. Izzy did get in the pool at a stage, he just wanted to finish a cig before he did so. You on the other hand didn’t know he was getting in the pool, you were laughing and splashing with Slash and Duff until you felt someone come from under you and hoister you on their shoulders. Izzy was the culprit of course. You continued to fight the two others, now fighting in teams of two. But in the end Slash and Duff both gave each other a knowing nod and pushed Izzy over taking you with him. These chicken fights happened a few times as Steven and Axl joined, switching around the teams each round and for obvious reasons anyone on Duff’s shoulders were sure to win.

Although when evening started to fall you went back inside for a meal and a few drinks. Still all in your costumes as you ate and drank. It was now night, the food had all digested and sank, although the alcohol still stayed up in your head. Axl and Slash went outside again for a night swim, they were drunk enough to do something stupid but not enough to drown and sink to the bottom of the pool. You heard some yelling but then a big splash after so thinking nothing of it. Until the rest of you were called. You were last to exit the house as you put away the dishes. Everyone was back in the pool, but something was different. You saw the scattered swimming trunks in the side of the pool. ‘Jesus christ’ you thought in a laugh. “Come in doll, the water’s really nice.” Izzy cooed, calling you over. You went to the edge of the pool about to step in, but you thought ‘fuck it.’, taking a step back, taking off your bikini pieces. All of them now fully sober and paying attention to you as you got in the pool.

Now fully submerged in the water, not trying to get too close to any of them. But Izzy came up behind you, holding your waist. You blushed hard, you didn’t know what to feel. You just giggled it off as the two of you began chatting, you trying your hardest not to look at him but him trying hard to show you that he wasn’t looking but his eyes were very focused on your body. Duff and Slash noticed Izzys wandering eyes on you body as you now stood in-front of him. Both Duff and Slash swam over, talking a bit before asking Izzy to go get more drinks. Now you in between Duff and Slash all of your laid with your arms crossed at the edge of the pool. Now you were really trying not to look down at them, you had never seen them in anyway naked. You had seen Izzys once when he was off his rocket drunk and you had to change him into other clothes. Your eyes did have a quick peak at both their bodies, and something more specific. You were thankful you were in a body of water so they couldn’t notice how wet you were.

“Hey where’s Axl?” Slash asked, scanning the dark pool, the only light was the far away blue pool light and the lights of the house. “And Steven.” You added. But soon enough you heard drunken giggles from inside the house. It was now just the three of you left and the three swimming costumes on the other edge if the pool. “And where’s Izzy with the drinks anyway?” You asked. Duff shrugged but gave a secret look to Slash which he reciprocated. Again hearing another voice from inside the house, not a voice, a noise. Snoring. Whenever Izzy is drunk he will sometimes collapse into a catnap but wake everyone else up with his loud snoring. All three of you laughed as you realised the noise

After more chatting, the tension from your naked bodies close to each-other sparked dirty conversations. About experience, would you rathers, casual flirts. The pools water was now getting replaced with a pool of lust.

“Have you ever…” Duff thought of a question. “Had sex in a pool?” He finished. You answered quickly, “Not a pool but in the ocean.” Both of them looked at you quizzically. “Never again, too much sand.” You added. “What have you ever Duffles?” You nicknamed. “Twice.” “Slash?” You asked after Duffs answer. “Yep, a few times, mostly in hot tubs though.” He told you. After a few more questions on details. “Would you ever?” Slash asked. “Ever what?” Your brow lifted. “Have pool sex.” He informed. “Wouldn’t mind.”

You knew exactly where this was going. If you weren’t holding yourself up by your arms, your legs would have been so weak that you would sink. Your mind was wondering, and so with that your eyes did too. Going from the tiles of the pool, to Duff’s newly golden tanned body, to under the water your gaze fixed a bit to long on one particular position. “My eye’s aren’t under the water are they now…?” Duff said, catching you off guard and making you blush hard, if it was any harder the water around you would start to boil. “There’s no shame in it honey.” He said, now moving closer to you, turning around so his back was on the wall of the pool. “I haven’t been paying attention either.” He told you. “None of us have…” Slash began, now also moving closer, but a bit away from the pools edge, nearly behind you. You looked at Slash, silent but your nervous breathes showed your lust. Adding on as your eyes immediately went to look below the waterline, but quickly scanning up, meeting Slash’s face as a shit eating grin began to plaster it. Duff moved to be in front of you now as your nervousness made you let go if the pools edge. Duff’s back laid in the pools edge, his hands under the water feeling your waist to your hips. You subconsciously wrapped your legs around his waist. Slash in the other hand moved to be behind you, his hands in your waist as his chest pressed against your bare back. You wanted them. More than anything, you wanted them. They wanted you too, finally getting that security of being able to love you, always in competition with Izzy, but now it was final that you were theirs. In short whispers you agreeing to this.

Slash kissed your neck as his dick pressed against your ass. Duff kissed your tits as his dick was against your folds. Both of the men sucking on your skin leaving hickeys. “Please…” You pleaded for them to enter you. Your head falling into Duff’s shoulder as Slash’s thick cock lined up to your ass. “Take him baby.” Duff told you, releasing his mouth from your breasts. Slash held your cheeks apart as his dick slowly started to enter your tighter hole. “Good girl… you can do it.” Slash mumbled as his hard thick cock began to stretch out the hole. “Fuck…” his head falling back at the tightness. Your body burned uncomfortably at the harsh gritting feeling, but it soon eased as he went slowly and gently into you and stopped to rest every inch that his cock had to offer. His head laid on your shoulder and neck as he sighed bottoming out. You moaned and whined still even whilst he wasn’t moving. But you were louder as Duff began to push into your cunt. His longer dick getting pushed and pressed to the back of your pussy as he tired to get his whole length into you. Your head flung back in ecstasy feeling the two men inside you and one of then had their fingers starting to please your clit. “Fuck baby… you’re so fucking hot. Taking us both like a good girl.” Duff told you as felt your hips repeatedly press into his as Slash slowly fucked his way in and out if your ass. “Mmm, fuck so tight. So fucking perfect.” Slash moaned under his heavy sighs. As both of the men fucked your holes your orgasm was much closer and fiercer than normal.

“Mmm… gonna cum… fuck!” You whined. “Oh god baby- me too-…” and with Slash’s heavy sighs and uneven thrusts he came inside your ass. You very quickly after came abruptly over Duffs dick, cursing out and whimpering as you came down from it. Duff was very soon to finish as well, as when you orgasmed your pussy clenched around his dick tighter than anything and squeezed out his cum for him, shooting inside your begging pussy. All three of you were sighing heavily. Hot sweat dripping down into the cool as your body’s were still attached to each other. Duff kissed you as you got off his dick and Slash did too once he pulled out your ass and picked you from the water, holding you in a bridal position.

“Shit, we have to drain this pool after that.”

A/n: sorry that the end was rushed its late and I want to get to other requests and make space for newer ones

And yes I know that you have to have a silicone lubricant for water sex but I was too lazy to try add it

#Spotify #guns n roses #izzy stradlin #slash #axl rose #duff mckagan #steven adler #duff gnr #slash gnr #izzy gnr #axl gnr #steven gnr #duff mckagan x reader #slash x reader #duff mckagan smut #slash smut

[mushies-stories]

Naruto

Naruto X F!Reader

summary: you have been thinking about Naruto cumming in you for a while and now is your time to let him know.

Warning" SMUT 18+, fingering, PnV, no use of Y/N, creampie

word count: 1200

Naruto was late coming home. He had been late for a few nights now and you were starting to feel a little… needy without him. 

You couldn’t help but slide your hand into your night shorts and slide your fingers between your folds. With the covers thrown off your body and the thought of Naruto filling you up with his cum had you moaning as you slid two fingers into your pussy. You thought about how warm and full you’d feel.

A hand came up to cup one of your breasts through the fabric of your tank top. You were too engrossed in your feeble attempt making yourself feel half as good as Naruto's cock does. What you hadn't noticed in you was Naruto quickly coming home and sneaking into the bedroom. He was trying not to wake up but it looked like you were…busy. 

He smiled as you moaned his name and his cock twitched in his pants. Your bliss was disrupted when you heard the sounds of clothing hitting the ground filled the room. You opened your eyes and stopped, fingers still partially inside yourself. “Naruto!” you said started and removed your hands and sat up, watching him as he walked over to you in his boxers. 

“So what were you thinking about while you touched yourself?” he asked with a small grin. His erection evident in the loose fabric. You shook your head and crossed your arms, embarrassed he saw you like that. He stuck out his bottom lip and rubbed his bulge as he looked down at you on the bed. “Please? How was i fucking you in you fanstay?” he asked again with a pout. 

You bit your lip and watched him, his cock and heavy balls were making you even wetter. You avert your gaze and you smoke softly. “I want…you to cu.. Cum.” you tried to say, feeling your face heat up you hid it in your hands. “Never mind, it's stupid.” you groaned.

Naruto grabbed your hands and made you look at him. He had a soft smile and looked at you with gentle eyes. “C’mon, you can tell me, it's not stupid.” he encouraged you. 

You took a deep breath and shook your head. “I want you to… to cum inside… me.” you mumbled. 

Your words had an instant reaction on his cock and his smile grew wider. “That it baby? You want me to cum inside?” he confirmed. 

You nodded and smiled a little, glad he wasn't freaked out. “I've been thinking about it for a while… and you've been late for a few nights.” you trailed off when you noticed the stain of precum on his boxers. 

He pushed you back onto the bed so you were laying. “Oh you’ve been all needy for me and I've been working late. Let me do something about that.” he settled himself on the bed between your legs. “Let's get these out of the way.” hooking his fingers into the waistband of your shorts and panties and slid them down and off your body. “Already so wet and needy for me baby.” he smiled as he ran a finger through your folds and brought the same finger to his lips. He tasted you and groaned to himself. 

You huffed under him. “Naruto please, I can't wait anymore.” you whined. 

He chuckled and slid his boxers down, freeing his cock and making your eyes glaze over.. “Okay baby okay. C’mere let me make you feel better.” he cooed, lining himself up with your entrance. He wasted no time in sinking into your heated core, slowly but never stopping until he bottomed out in you. “fuck, always so tight.” he groaned as he held himself above you.

You whimpered as he stretched you more than you fingers ever could. Then he started to slowly rock into you. You smiled at the friction and basked in the feeling only his cock can give you. “Feels good, so big and warm.” you moaned. 

He leaned down so he could attach his lips to yours in a deep kiss. Your own hands came to wrap around his neck and force him closer. His tongue for its way into your mouth and explored as his thrusting sped up. Your confession had him chasing both of your releases. He pulled back so you could catch your breath, it was hard when his cock was hitting your sweet spot over and over. Your pussy was fluttering around him and your moans increased. “Oh baby, you look so pretty like this, tell me again what you want?” he said breathless, his hips never faltering and even picking up speed. 

You took a moment to focus, his cock feeling all too good. “Cum, I want you to cum in me!” you gasped out and locked your legs around his hips so he had just enough room so back only a little.

He groaned and slid a hand between your bodies to rub your clit in fast circles. “Okay baby then you gotta cum for me.” he said as his hips snapped into yours. 

You turned into a puddle under him, moaning and babbling under him. “So good, I wanna feel you cum.” you held onto him as your high approached and your legs shook around him. “Naruto! Gonna cum!” You barely had time to warn him before your pussy was clenching around his girth. You gasped and moaned as your orgasm washed over you. 

“That's it, fuck baby so good.” he groaned, leaning into the crook of your neck. “Ready for my cum?” he asked breath. 

You nodded and whimpered. “Yes please, I want it.” you managed to say through the pleasure of your high.

He now held you hips with both hands, making sure ot keep you in place as he fucked into you.  His cock twitched and and soon he was shooting white ropes into your pussy. “Baby, fuck you feel so good, your pussy takes my cum so well.” He kept himself burried in you as he fucked his cum deeper, making sure you stayed full. 

You whimpered at the new feeling, it was warm and you felt it fill you up. You let your legs and arms rest now, feeling tired and hot. 

He leaned back and looked at you. You were smiling and your eyes “hey. Feel that good?” he smiled at you when you peaked your eyes open to look at him with a dazed look. 

You shook your head. “It's warm and nice.” you say. 

He chuckled and began pulling out. You both winched when he finally left you feeling empty. 

He held your legs open as he watched his cum slowly ooze out of your little hole. “Fuck, thats so hot.” he said, eyes focused on the seance in front of him. You shuddered when he dragged two fingers through your folds and pushed the cum back in. He smiled at you with a goofy grin. “I think I just found my new favorite thing to do.” He said with a chuckle. 

You giggled and slid your own fingers into your hole to feel his cum. “Yeah? Me too.” you admitted with a grin. 

#naruto imagine #naruto x reader #naruto smut #naruto x reader smut #naruto uzumaki #naruto uzumaki x reader

[ohblitz0]

tumblr is stupid and deleted my anon’s request :c

they asked for, something of ghost where he’s too busy and stressed with work so he wouldn’t be the type of guy to have hook ups. this is where fem reader comes along to power sub ghost until he’s so pussy drunk he’s goes feral!!! ^.^

this idea had me drooling when i read it, thank you anon! hope you like <3

warnings: nsfw. fem reader x inexperienced?ghost. spitting. profanity. wrap it before you tap it!

inexperienced!ghost who hasn’t gotten laid since who the fuck knows when. poor thing is so busy with the task force, his needs are an after thought but that all changes when he meets his little rookie.

inexperienced!ghost who’s been dating you for awhile but the two of you haven’t even had sex yet. what a shame :( of course you respect his boundaries and his time at work since he’s your lieutenant but why can’t someone take care of him for a change?

inexperienced!ghost who sat in his office chair, working hard as usual, you thought enough is enough. walking into his office, with purpose, you went around his desk. this got his attention.

“baby, i know you like to go to bed together but i have a lot to do toni—“ his words were cut short as you stepped into the space between his legs. you placed your hands a top his shoulders, massaging the tense flesh, you hummed in response to the deep groan that left his lips.

“sh, just let me take care of you, yeah?” you said so sickly sweet. your hands traveling down his large arms, straight to his big belt buckle. his chest began to rise and fall more deeply. his hands went to grab your hips but you swatted them away.

“hands to yourself, big boy.” you giggled as you freed his large cock from his jeans. the sight alone made your thighs clench. this was the first time you saw him like this. he was huge. you weren’t sure if he was gonna fit but you’d make it fit just for him.

“lovie—“ he groaned, as you spat in your hand, then rubbing it up and down his length, spreading his pre along his tip. the sight of his head thrown back in bliss, made you slick between your thighs.

“feel good, baby? you look so good.” you said so sweet to him, as you began to straddle one of his thighs. you continued to play with his cock, slow strokes and then fast, making his hips thrust into your small hands.

“hmf…baby, please.” he all but whimpered. the way you had this giant man coming undone by just your hand made you burn into flames. you began to stroke his cock faster, the song of your spit and his precum making the lewdest of sounds. you couldn’t help but rock yourself against his thigh, needing some type of friction. one of his hands snaked around your waist and down your back, gripping the fat of your ass.

“ ‘m so close, fuck, baby— ‘m gonna, gonna..” he couldn’t even talk and all you were doing was jerking the poor thing off? you didn’t want to let him off easy though. :( he had been depriving you. you released his cock, making him groan from the denial of his orgasm.

“you fuckin’ brat—“ he moaned out almost pathetically. you moved off his thigh, sliding off your night shorts and panties before gripping his jaw tightly into your hand.

“so mean.” you pouted sarcastically, as you let yourself sink down on his cock. the stretch burned so deliciously, you whimpered as he bottomed out inside of you. his hands went straight to your hips, there would definitely be bruises there tomorrow.

“fuuucckkk..” he moaned, his head lolling forward, kissing your collarbone that was exposed from your sleep tank.

“you feel so good, si. hm, so good.” you whimpered as you began to bounce up and down on his cock. he felt so overstimulated, your pussy was clenching down on him like a vice. his head was filled with nothing but you and your pussy.

you slowed your movements once more, grinding into him in circular motions. your hands grasped the sides of his neck, you don’t know how he was breathing with his mask still on, your fingers gently moving it up to the bridge of his nose. his lips looked so red and puffy. so pretty just for you. you smashed your lips into his, all teeth and tongue, swallowing each others moans.

then something clicked in simons head.

he wrapped his arms around your waist, standing up, he pulled out from your warmth as he swiftly twisted you around. a gasp fell from your lips, hands flying to brace yourself on the desk. his hands gripped your hips and slamming his cock hard into you. your mouth opened into a silent scream, hands clenching into fists as he finally took you.

now you were the whimpering mess underneath him.

“such a slutty girl i have, hm? couldn’t wait till i..fuck, till i was done with my work? just had to have my cock so fucking deep inside you.” his voice was so hoarse and mean. you were in heaven.

“si! please, just needed you so bad.” you whimpered as he abused your cunt. his hips slapping into you ass, and the sound of your wetness could be heard in the room. his hand went to your neck, pulling you back against him as he thrusted harder. he was so fucking close. his hips began to thrust into you fast, his breathing became harder, groaning in your ear in bliss.

“fuck, pet. taking care of me good aren’t you? so fucking good, my love. fuck, im gonna—“ he moaned once more, before giving you two more hard thrusts before emptying out inside you.

you whimpered in bliss, pressing back into him for more, his hand still wrapped around your throat, his other across your tummy holding you still for him. he hummed, pressing a sweet kiss against your neck making you giggle.

“you little minx.” he grunted, as he pulled out from you, the sight of his cum dripping down your thighs was a pretty sight.

gonns kms now cause i cant take the stress away from our ghost :((

#ghost mw2 #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #cod mw2 #soap x reader #captain price #kyle gaz garrick #konig mw2

[daisies-daydreams]

Hello hello. I’d like to request some Alejandro x F!Reader fluff where he makes her something homemade after she had a really rough day? 🥺 Ty!

Pairing: Alejandro Vargas x F!Reader Category: Fluff Warnings: Slight Angst, Toxic Work Environment/Verbally Abusive Boss, Swearing Word Count: 1,370

Author’s Note: Hi! Thank you very much for your request. My Spanish is pretty rusty, and I apologize for any mistakes (feel free to correct me). Also, I couldn't help but think of this song ("Mi Ancla") while writing this. I hope you enjoy!

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

You rubbed your eyes as you yawned, exhaustion seeping into your bones. You had just gotten home from a long day at work, sitting on your bed while you listened to the raindrops patter against your bedroom window. You cringed when you thought about today. Apparently, you made so many mistakes that your boss called you into his office. His harsh words still stung, venom seeping into your heart and leaving a bitter taste on your tongue.

"Are you fucking stupid? We've been over this several times."

"You can't do anything right"

"I've never had an employee make this many mistakes. Are you trying to make me look bad?"

Your nostrils flared as you released a heavy sigh. You desperately wanted to leave your job, but you didn't want to burden your boyfriend, Alejandro, with supporting you while you searched for a new one. Your fists clenched as hot tears stung your eyes. You wanted to kick and scream and punch your pillow, your frustration boiling inside of you like lava. You were so wrapped up in your thoughts that you didn't notice the front door closing. Suddenly, a pair of muscular arms suddenly wrapped around you. You squeaked before whipping your head around, your boyfriend’s warm features greeting you. His grin slipped when he saw heavy tears streaking down your face.

“¿Cariño?¿Qué te pasa?” Alejandro asked, his brows furrowed. You shook in his hold.

“Nothing,” you stated dully. He tilted his head down and gave you a knowing stare.

“(Y/N), you know you can tell me anything,” Alejandro said as he moved to sit by your side. Your bottom lip quivered before you released a pained wail. Your boyfriend was silent as he drew you in even closer. “Shh, estoy aquí,” he repeated softly, his hand coming around to stroke your frizzy hair. You sniffed and pulled back.

“I-I’m such a failure, Ale,” you sobbed. His face fell, shattered by your own words. “I can’t do anything right at my job,” you cried. Alejandro shook his head as his hands gripped your upper arms.

“Mi vida, you are far from a failure,” he assured you. Alejandro's face suddenly hardened, his eyes darkening. "Wait...was it your boss again?" he asked. You sniffed, eyes sinking to look at your lap. "Culero," Alejandro hissed through gritted teeth. His grip on you tightened as he held you close, as if to shield you from the events that occurred today. Your body trembled as he rocked you gently.

"I-I want to leave so badly," you confessed.

"You can leave, no one is going to stop you," he said innocently. You shook your head violently.

"I can't," you muttered. His brows knitted together.

“¿Por qué? Cariño, this job is making you miserable!" Alejandro said exasperatedly. You sniffled, your words caught in your throat. "(Y/N), it makes my heart ache to see you hurting this much. Whatever reason you have for staying, I'm sure its nothing compared to finding a much better job," Alejandro explained.

"I can't because I don't want to be a burden to you!" you suddenly snapped . You clasped your hands over your mouth. Alejandro leaned back, his brows raising and lips curved into a deep frown.

"A burden? Cariño, you never have to worry about being a burden to me," he cooed. You sobbed as he kissed the top of your head.

"I just...I don't want you to feel the pressure of me relying on you while I'm trying to find a new job," you sighed. He hummed.

"Even if it takes months for you to find another job, I will always be here for you," Alejandro murmured into your hair. You gripped his white shirt, as you soaked his shoulder with your tears. He placed a chaste kiss on the top of your head. “Te amo, (Y/N)," Alejandro whispered, his husky voice unwavering. You pulled your head up to look at him. A small, tired smile grew on your face.

“Gracias por todo, Ale. Yo también te amo,” you murmured. "Te amo, te amo..." you whispered like a tired, broken record. Both of you exchanged quiet glances before he leaned his head down. You sighed as he latched his lips onto yours. Alejandro was usually a very passionate lover, his words and actions always full of vigor. But now, all you felt was a soft, sweet tenderness as his lips caressed your own. You slowly closed your eyes as the rest of the world faded away with your kiss. Your head felt dizzy as he pulled away, a blissful eternity passing in a few seconds.

"Have you had dinner yet?" he asked. You nodded.

"I picked some up on the way home," you said. He hummed to himself.

“Me too. In that case, why don’t you take a shower? I can make us a little treat in the meantime,” Alejandro offered. You smiled.

“That sounds lovely,” you said. He exhaled through his nose, his hands squeezing your arms as he rose to his feet.

“Take your time, hermosa,” Alejandro said, his thumb stroking the back of your hand. You nodded before he slipped through the bedroom door.

***

You took the longest shower you've ever had in your life. The warm water was a welcoming sensation, calming each and every one of your tired and aching muscles. You slipped out of the bathroom and changed into some comfortable clothes. A savory smell of something being fried wafted in from the kitchen. You smiled when you walked into the open area of your apartment. Alejandro was humming along to a song while he busied himself at the stove. Alejandro turned when he heard you enter, flashing a wide grin.

“Hola, hermosa,” he whistled, his eyes scanning you up and down. You rolled your eyes as you came around to stand at his side. You rested a hand on your hip.

“So, what delicious treat have you prepared for me tonight, Chef Vargas?” you piqued as you eyed the pan on the stove. You gasped as he grabbed your hand, twirling you around suddenly. “Ale!” you squealed. He chuckled before pulling you to him, your body flush with his. Alejandro gazed down at you, his hands coming down to gently rest on your hips. Your eyes flicked up to him.

“Bailar conmigo, cariño,” he husked into your ear. You nodded slowly, allowing the music to take over you as you rested your head on his shoulder. The rhythm was slow, gentle and steady, just like the way he guided you through the kitchen. It was so relaxing, you could’ve fallen asleep in his arms right then and there. Alejandro kissed your temple as the music began to dissipate.

You smiled as he moved some of your wet hair from your face. Your heart fluttered as you locked eyes and kissed again, this time angling your head to capture his lips more deeply. Both of you remained in your embrace before the timer suddenly screeched. Alejandro groaned before turning back to the stove. He flicked the burner off and flipped the fresh sopapillas onto a paper-towel covered plate. Your mouth watered at the sight of the golden-brown pastries.

“Is that face for the sopapillas or for me?” Alejandro teased with a cocked brow. You slapped his arm playfully, both of you chuckling as he reached into the nearby cabinet. Alejandro pulled down two containers and dusted the sopapillas with powdered sugar, then cinnamon. You were one step ahead of him, grabbing the honey from another cabinet as he whipped around to you. "Muchas gracias," he smiled before drizzling the liquid over the warm pastries.

Alejandro took you by the hand, leading you over to the couch. You smiled as you snuggled next to him, happily taking one of the treats and savoring every bite that melted on your tongue. A small smirk made it's way across your face.

"¿Qué?" Alejandro laughed. You leaned over, pressing a kiss to where some powdered sugar and cinnamon dusted the side of his mouth. He froze, eyes trained on you as you licked your lips and giggled. Needless to say, you were soon bombarded with kisses sweeter than any sopapilla.

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Thank you for reading!/¡Gracias por leer! ❤️

A/N: I'm kind of tempted to make a Part 2. 👀

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Translations:

¿Cariño?¿Qué te pasa? - Honey? What’s wrong? Estoy aquí - I’m here. Mi vida - My life Culero - Asshole ¿Por qué? - Why? Mi amor - My love Sí - Yes Te amo - I love you. Gracias por todo, Ale. Yo también te amo - Thank you for everything, Ale. I love you, too. Hermosa - Gorgeous Hola, hermosa - Hello, gorgeous. Bailar conmigo, cariño - Dance with me, honey.

Muchas gracias - Thank you very much.

#call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty #cod x reader #cod #cod fluff #cod angst #fluff #angst #alejandro mw2 #alejandro vargas #alejandro x you #alejandro x reader #alejandro x y/n

[fan-fantasies]

Bikini Bump

A/N: two posts in one day?? Who am I?? But thank you so much to @corrodingmycoffin for allowing me the honor of writing a full length piece for this post! I love this idea so much! I hope I did it justice 😊

Please comment and reblog!

Pairing: Eddie x pregnant!reader

Warnings: pregnancy, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex

Italics are flashbacks

“Guys, no running by the edge! It’s too slippery!” You called out to Dustin and Lucas. You decided it would be nice for everyone to have a pool day to cool off in the summer heat. Eddie begrudgingly agreed to tag along, but you knew deep down he loved spending time with his chosen family.

He set down the cooler that he insisted on carrying instead of you and peeled off his shirt. He sat down under an umbrella and decided to take a nap. He was just about to doze off when he saw you taking off your coverup, revealing a new swimsuit he had yet to see.

His eyes nearly popped out of his head (sorry vecna) when he noticed how the bikini bottoms hugged your ass perfectly. The skimpy top left little to the imagination but what was really catching his attention was your growing baby bump that you placed a hand on fondly.

You had just entered your third trimester and had really begun to “pop”. Everyone liked to joke that Eddie knocked you up the first chance he got, but what no one knew was that it was your idea to have a baby.

You loved Eddie with every fiber of your being and you knew he didn’t have a traditional family upbringing.

You were nervous to bring the idea up to him, but as soon as the words left your mouth he literally swept you off your feet and carried you to the bed, insisting on starting right away.

“I’m not even ovulating until next week!” You said through a fit of giggles. He pressed a million kisses to your face and down your body.

“Well I guess we’ll just have to practice until then,” he smirked from between your legs. It was a passion filled night, and every night after.

That was your third favorite memory. Your second favorite was when you had your first ultrasound. Eddie likes to deny it but he definitely cried a little.

Your favorite memory, however, was the day you told him you were pregnant. It was after a few months of trying and disappointment that came along with the negative tests. You didn’t get your hopes up, you couldn’t be let down again.

You sighed before looking at the test before tossing it in the trash bin. Only a second went by before you were grabbing it back out and holding it to your face.

Two pink lines.

You chugged a glass of iced tea and went to the bathroom to take another test- just to be sure.

Two more pink lines.

You screamed in excitement and looked around the room frantically. How would you tell Eddie? It had to be something good. You grabbed your keys and headed off into town to grab some supplies.

When Eddie came home you had the oven on but you were nowhere to be seen.

“Sweetheart?” He called out. You practically ran to him, throwing your arms around his neck and kissing him. “Miss me?”

“So much,” you beamed.

“Whatcha got cookin?” He asked.

“Oh, I just have a bun in the oven,” you said nonchalantly.

“Just a singular bun?”

“Well it could be two, even three. I’m hoping for just one though,” you answered.

“Uh, okay?” He laughed awkwardly. “New flowers?”

“Baby’s breath, you like?”

“They’re pretty. New dress too, huh? Someone must’ve had fun in town today,” he said with a smile.

“Yeah, I wanted to try something new, welcome some change,” you said slowly. “It’s baby blue.”

“You can rock any color, sweetheart.”

He pressed a kiss to your temple and you wanted to scream. Did you have to hit this man over the head to get him to take a hint?

He went into the bathroom and you were certain he’d figure it out. You waited and waited and nothing. He opened the door and saw you standing there.

“Everything okay?” He asked.

“Seriously?!” He was shocked by your outburst but noticed your hand was pointing to the sink counter. He looked down and had to do a double take.

“You’re pregnant?” He whispered. He looked at the two positive tests and touched them softly, not willing to believe it. “I’m gonna be a dad?”

“You’re gonna be a dad,” you said, holding back your tears. He pulled you into a bone crushing hug and you both cried.

“There’s not really buns in the oven are there?” He sniffled. You couldn’t help but laugh at the poor man.

“Took you long enough,” you laughed.

“I can’t believe I’m gonna be a dad,” he whispered. And that’s the happiest you had ever felt.

Eddie watched as you poured lemonade for your friends, taking a glass for yourself. He watched as the condensation dripped from the glass onto your chest and between the valley of your breasts.

Eddie felt his cock twitch in his swim trunks; he couldn’t help himself. He had always thought of you as the most beautiful woman in the world, but seeing your stomach swell with his child only made his attraction to you stronger. He took comfort in knowing you were his and the whole world could see it.

He got up from his chair and stalked toward you without you even taking notice. You jumped when you felt his hands wrap around your waste, cradling your stomach.

“Leaving little to the imagination, huh, princess?” He asked, growling in your ear.

“Thought you might like it,” you laughed.

“I hate it actually, wanna tear it right off.”

“I guess you have something to look forward to when we get home then,” you said with a smirk. His arms dropped but he gripped your hand and pulled you after him.

“I can’t wait that long.”

“Eddie, wait! What about the kids?”

“They’ll be fine. I’m more worried about burying my cock in you at the moment,” he grunted. He slammed the locker room door shut behind you, twisting the lock once he made sure you were alone.

He had you pressed against the lockers, his hands roaming your body. He moaned at how much skin he already had access to. He dropped his knees in front of you and pulled the strings to your bottoms, letting them fall to the floor. He put one leg over his shoulder and pressed warm kisses up your thigh.

“Eddie, please,” you whined.

“Shh, I know, baby,” he said, looking up at you past your pregnant belly. It had gotten to the point where he had to lean back just to look you in the eyes.

He attacked your pussy without warning, his tongue circling your clit and teasing your entrance. You wriggled against him but his hands held your legs in place. One of the things he loved most about you being pregnant was that you were more sensitive and he could have you coming undone in a matter of minutes.

You threaded your fingers in his hair and pulled him closer. You were grinding on his face which made him moan. His tongue worked faster, bringing you closer to the edge. You threw your head back against the lockers as you came, moaning his name as you came down from your high.

He was quick to drop your leg and kiss up your body. He brought you over to the counter and helped you hop up. He nestled himself between your legs, freeing his cock from his trunks. He ran it through your slick folds and it sent shockwaves up your body. He pushed into you slowly, relishing every second that passed by.

“Fuck, Eddie. Please, fuck me,” you cried.

“Is that what you want baby? You want me to remind you who you belong to?” He asked, quickly pulling out and thrusting back in. “Like you could forget though, with our baby growing inside you.”

He continued to pump into you at the perfect speed. He freed your breasts from their tiny top and palmed at them.

“You’re so beautiful. You’re gonna be such a great mom,” he moaned. “You like that? You like that I made you a mommy?”

“Yes, oh my god, yes!”

Your pussy clenched him tighter, causing his rhythm to falter. He rested his head in the crook of your neck as he continued to piston into you.

“Come on, sweetheart. Cum for me,” he whispered.

Tears welled in your eyes as your second orgasm crashed over you. Eddie continued to fuck you through it, waiting until you were satisfied to finish. A few more pumps and he stilled deep inside you.

The two of you caught your breath while he slowly pulled out. He watched as his cum dripped from you, pushing it back in.

“For good measure,” he chuckled.

“I’m already pregnant, Eds,” you laughed.

“Mm, yes you are,” he said, kissing you sweetly. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“And I love the both of you, but Jesus Christ! The locker rooms? Really?” Steve yelled from the other side of the door. You covered your face with your hands while Eddie just grinned like a proud fool.

“Come on, you better put that sorry excuse for a bathing suit back on before they break down the door,” he said.

“Don’t worry, babe; you can still tear it off of me when we get home.” You shot him a wink before slipping your bikini back on and unlocking the door. Steve rushed into the stall past Eddie.

“Really? You couldn’t just pee in the pool like a normal person?” Eddie scoffed.

“You’re gross, dude!” Steve yelled.

Eddie just rolled his eyes and headed back out to his friends. He saw everyone sitting on the edge of the pool, popsicles in hand. He saw you sucking on a red one and his dick twitched again.

“This is gonna be a long afternoon,” he groaned.

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#Eddie munson #Eddie munson smut #Eddie munson x reader #Eddie munson x pregnant!reader #stranger things

[stay-midnight]

Expectations vs. Reality

Short Smut Drabble

• Dominant Top Felix x Submissive Bottom Male Reader

Explicit Smut

• Warnings/Kinks : Role Reversal, Hair Pulling, Teeth Grazing, Degradation, Sexual Fantasy/Dreams, Mockery, Safewords, Foreplay, Teasing, Dry Fingering, Oral Fingering, Fucking your Ass Cheeks, Doggy Position, Anal Sex, Cum and Saliva as Lube and Unprotected Sex

There was a sudden new arrival in your class, in the middle of the school year too.

His eyes had the most softest look, face — clean-shaven and perfect pouty lips, his freckles were like constellations dotted on his pretty face and his blonde hair reminded you of stars burning bright light. He was absolutely, despicably perfect in anyway.

You were guilty and felt terrible at the fact that same exact man appeared on your dream that night — it was more or less a vivid dream of you with him underneath you, his breath shaky and voice hoarse as the bed creaked as you rocked into him.

And more of those dreams started occuring more often than not, until you mustered up the courage to kiss him — his soft blushy face imprinted on the memory bubbles of your brain as he reciprocated it. He was more than just a fleeting sexual fantasy or dream now— Maybe now you get to feel him.

Though it was not how you expected it.

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Felix wore a devious smirk on his lips as he pinned you down the bed after undressing you roughly earlier, his sinful eyes raking down your back down to your ass and his fingers getting between the crack of your asscheeks.

“Won’t you tell me a story, Y/N. What did you want me to call you again? Was it ‘daddy’?— No, I'm pretty sure you told me to call you along the lines of ‘sir’ or ‘master’ ~” he mocks you in an annoying tone, as his unoccupied hand wrapped around your neck — his eyes now bore holes through the back of your head.

Your head felt a bit cloudy, realizing that your dreams may not be the most accurate at all. You imagined your first time with Felix to be you having to care for him but...

“Lixie—” you gasped before his hand now moved to your mouth — shoving his fingers into your mouth.

“Quiet, dog.” he tuts in a low-pitched and heavy tone, watching as you gargle against his fingers — chuckling when he saw your hands ball into fists and squeeze the sheets.

Your dick was throbbing as Felix pushed you down the sheets impossibly further and the tone of his deep voice was going to make you stain the sheets this early and the fun of your lover had barely began to start.

As Felix’s fingers wet themselves on your tongue, he couldn't help but sink dry fingers on your clenching hole.

You released a moan that just made Felix pushed his fingers deeper into your mouth, his low laughs resonating on your eardrums.

Felix was a devil in disguise of an angel that you once thought of him.

His fingers pulled out both of your holes, you felt his cock slap against your thigh — it was fucking bigger than you expected. A shiver was sent down your spine.

“What happened? All talk, no actions? Here I thought, you would fuck me but your dick is useless after all~” he mocked once again, pulling a sob out of your mouth as his saliva-coated fingers were pushing against your rim. Felix managed to get you in this embarassing position faster than you could even say anything. Felix completely had you wrapped around his fingers.

The sensitive head of your cock was rubbing against the sheets as Felix pushed in your hole with his digits — ecstasy filled your veins as pre-cum dripped from the slit of your cock.

“Safeword is Strawberry and three taps if nonverbal.” he reminded in a soft tone, his free hand rubbing circles around your neck as he pushed in his fingers — as you moaned against a pillow when he hit your sensitive spot.

Felix’s mouth churned into a grin as he did so, pulling his fingers out quickly.

“Maybe, tonight — You'll dream differently~” he said, as he licked his lips and jerked off his cock — coating it in your saliva and his pre-cum before slapping it against the crack of your ass right against your needy hole.

Felix stopped his teasing and slowly aligned his cock on your rim as you were basically was sucking him in.

He pulls you by the hair, pulling you uptight as you let out incoherent noises — he managed to pull you in upright position, body bent and knees shaking against the bed.

“L— Lix, your dick please...” you whined humiliatingly loud as Felix tortured you by sliding his cock upwards between your butt cheeks and groaning deeply as he did so — His hand stayed on your scalp, still pulling on it but not hard enough to hurt, it was as if it was a statement that he had control over you.

“Mmm, better than any toy, I have~ Aren't you the best?” He says, leaning down and grazing his teeth on your shoulder — also ignoring your last statement, taking his sweet time making you beg and beg.

You nod senselessly at his question despite his hand on your head.

“Well, I have all night to test you out right?” He whispers coldly against your ears. His free hand slapping your thighs right before slithering to your weeping cock, bouncing it between his fingers curiously.

“You think too much with your cock, why don't we change that?” He says with a condescending grin before once again aligning his cock against your twitching entrance, pushing into the tight heat slowly — reveling on the pleasure on his wet dick and your moans as he felt your warm walls against his cock. He wants more as he hit your prostate multiple times and roughly manhandling you as he pulled you back on his cock for his own use.

Pride fully swelled in Felix’s chest as drool came out of your mouth as you moaned — spit splashing into the sheets managing to easily render you silent, pliant and brainless.

Fuck. He knew from day one when he saw you that he wanted to break you down easily and pin you down with his feign innocence.

#kpop x male reader #stray kids x male reader #kpop smut #skz x male reader #mlm fic #skz smut #lee felix x male reader #lee felix #kpop x reader #gay #kpop imagines #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz hard hours #dom!skz #x male reader #x reader

[mellowsadistic]

“Hi, sweetie! How have you been doing since I last saw you?”

Chloe looked up vacantly, drooling around her piece of candy. There was a grown-up leaning against the garden railings, smiling down at her.

Chloe smiled back at him around her paci lollipop. But then she frowned. The grown-up looked familiar. She’d seen him before, hadn’t she? Where did she know him from? She blinked. Something was different. She was thinking in words. She was thinking properly for the first time in… how long? She looked around, taking in the sight of her playmat, her teddy bear, the books Mummy and Daddy read to her, things she suddenly had names for. She became conscious of the thick disposable diaper bulging between her thighs, and a blush crept across her cheeks. That wasn’t right, was it? She was way too old to be in nappies. She glanced down at her long legs and lifted a hand to her chest, feeling the breasts beneath her shirt. She wasn’t a baby… Then it all came back to her in a rush. Oh God, she thought. She looked up at the man standing above her and pulled the rock candy out of her mouth with a wet pop. “You!” she said.

“Me,” the man agreed. “You seem to be enjoying your new life.” He looked up and waved at the house behind her. Chloe looked over her shoulder to see her mother waving merrily back from the porch. “Just a little spell to stop them worrying,” said the man, the magician. He winked at her. “They think I’m a family friend stopping by to say hello to their special girl.”

“You… you turned me into… into this!” Chloe’s face was scarlet. “Oh my God,” she said, as the reality of the past year of her life began to truly sink in. A year since this man had caught her stealing trick or treat candy from a bunch of stupid kids. A year since she’d been dropped off at her parents’ doorstep with the mind of a one-year-old, prattling nonsense, with her jeans soaked with pee and a load in the back of her panties. A whole year of messy feedings in her highchair, of going potty in her own pants, of having her Mum and her Dad and her smirking little sister coo at her and tickle her tummy and change her diapers on the living room floor. A year of having her friends as babysitters, having them try to wake her up from her breakdown or her accident or whatever they were calling it, only for them to wrinkle their noses in disgust as she pooped herself in front of them, grinning like a moron all the while. “Change me back!” Chloe demanded, dizzy with shame. “Or I’ll… I’ll… I’ll call the police!”

“Seriously?” the man laughed. “By the time you reach a telephone, I’ll have you babbling in baby talk and dribbling down your chin, Chloe. Don’t presume to threaten me, girl. But as it happens, I’m here to give you a chance to be an adult again. I did promise, remember? I told you I’d come to see you again in one year’s time, and if you were good, I’d let you grow back up.”

“Please!” said Chloe, changing tack at once. “I’ve been good! And I’ve… I’ve learned my lesson! Please let me be normal again! I don’t want to go back to… to that.”

“Hmm...” said the man, looking thoughtful. His eyes were twinkling. “Are you sure, sweetie? Look at that yummy candy you’ve got! It seems like your parents spoil their big baby daughter rotten. You can have all the Halloween candy you can eat now. No need to steal it from anyone! Sure you don’t want to stay as an overgrown baby, Chloe?"

“No, please!” Chloe begged, looking desperate. “I just want to be normal again! I won’t steal anymore, I promise!”

“Well, alright,” said the man. “I’ll let you keep your adult mind then, okay? But I’m not giving you back your potty training, little lady. I think being stuck in diapers permanently will be a good reminder for you of the consequences of bad behaviour.”

“What?!” Chloe squealed in revulsion, looking down at the bulky, crinkly thing wrapped around her bottom. “No! You can’t!”

“It won’t be so bad,” the man said reassuringly. “Lots of adults deal with incontinence, Chloe. I know it might be a bit embarrassing for a pretty young woman like you to go around trying to live your normal life with soggy, stinky diapers bulging out from under your clothes, but-”

“No! No! No!” Chloe banged her fists down on her playmat furiously. “I’m not gonna be some diaper-dependent freak! Turn me back to normal! Make it so all this never happened!”

“Sorry, sweetie,” said the man, “but I’ve made up my mind. And in any case, it’s not possible to just undo everything that’s happened like that.”

“Yes it is!” Chloe screeched. “You’re a wizard! Undo it! Undo it all now!”

“Now, now, don’t get grumpy,” said the man. “I can hardly go around altering everyone’s memories, can I? Do you know how much work that would be? Sorry honey, but even if I let you be an adult again, all your friends and family are going to remember that year you spent as a drooling, pants-pooping rugrat.”

“No!” Chloe squealed. She'd never be able to look anyone in the eye again! She felt an intense rage building up inside her. Just because she’d stolen some candy from some dumb brats on Halloween, this man thought he had a right to ruin her life?! “Fuck you!” she shouted. “You did this to me! You fix it!”

The man sighed, shaking his head. “Such a silly girl,” he said. “I can see just one year as a cute little baby hasn’t improved your behaviour at all. This time, I think I’ll wait two years before I give you another chance. Hopefully you’ll have changed your attitude by then. If you don’t learn your manners soon, Chloe, you’ll end up spending the prime years of your life crawling around as an oversized infant!"

Chloe felt her blood turn to ice. “No, wait!” she said at once. Her anger was quickly being replaced by fear. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it!” But she could already feeling a funny tingling in her head. “No, pwease! I don’t wanna be a bubu… Abububu… Abababa goo! Goo goo gaga bababa!”

Chloe shoved her candy back into her mouth and began sucking on it eagerly. She felt a twinge in her bladder, and she let it go at once. Warm pee-pee flooded her nappy, and she giggled, bouncing a little on her bottom, enjoying the feeling of the squishy padding beneath her.

“Bye-bye, baby Chloe!” the man said in a sweet, syrupy voice. He gave her a little wave, and Chloe responded clumsily. What a friendly grown-up. “See you in two more years!”

#mellowsadistic

[roosterforme]

Can I request something from I will never get enough of you in the bathroom stall with Bradley

Yessss, this one is filthy. Enjoy!

Written for my Smutsational Smutfest!

The Second Option

You were so sexy. Most of the guys and half of the women at the Hard Deck couldn't keep their eyes off you as you served up drinks. Bradley was currently watching your tits bounce in your crop top as you shook a cocktail for someone. It made him want to order a martini. There was no way you were wearing a bra, but Bradley wished he could verify that as fact.

"Can I get you something, Rooster?" you asked sweetly, knowing exactly where his eyes had been.

He leaned across the bar so he was closer to you. "What are my options?" He played these little games with you all the time, just waiting for his opening. And it looked like tonight was his night.

"Well," you said quietly amidst the loud bar, but Bradley could hear you just fine. "You can have your usual beer. Or, you can meet me in the bathroom and check out my tits up close."

Bradley's groan could probably be heard from the pool table. "You better not be teasing me, baby. Because I'm dying for the second option."

You responded by walking to the end of the bar and down the hallway to the men's bathroom. Bradley was shocked as he followed you past some guy washing his hands and into one of the stalls. 

"You're filthy, aren't you?" he asked as you turned to face him. "I love that in a woman."

Your laughter filled the men's room, and Bradley smiled at you like he just won the lottery. 

"Here you go, Rooster," you said with a smirk before pulling up the bottom of your little shirt and showing off your breasts for him. 

"Oh, fuck. Baby, you're prefect," he crooned, and your eyes were half lidded with desire. "I'd never get enough of you. How am I ever going to be the same after this?" Bradley dragged his knuckles softly across the undersides of your tits. When you thrust yourself closer to him, he dipped his head down and tasted your nipples. 

"Oh!" Your little gasps as he licked and sucked had him rock hard. He was holding you by your hips and letting you grind on his leg. But then you dropped down to kneel on his feet instead of the floor, and Bradley watched you unzip his jeans.

Your tits were peeking out of the bottom of your top as you pulled his underwear down and looked up at him. Bradley's cock was resting against your perfect lips, and now you were teasing him again. "Come on, baby. Open your mouth for me?"

Your tongue peeked out to lick him as he stroked your cheek with his fingertips. 

"Please?" he coaxed, and then you were taking him slowly into your warm, wet mouth. Bradley pushed his fingers back to your hair as you started to bob along his length. "That's it." He praised you with his words as you sucked on his dick while the other stall and the sink were occasionally occupied. "You look so good beneath me."

Bradley knew it was obvious what was going on here, but he didn't give a fuck who saw and apparently neither did you. Soon you were moaning around him, and Bradley knew he was getting close. When you took him deep so that he was tapping the back of your throat, he grunted your name and started fucking your face. The fact that you took him like a champ and swallowed everything had him pulling you to your feet and pressing you up against the stall.

He kissed you hard, tasting himself as you licked his tongue, and you wrapped your arms around his neck. "I get off at one. You think you can get me off after that?"

"I'm taking you home with me. We will not be sleeping tonight."

#4k smutsational smutfest #top gun smut #rooster x you #bradley bradshaw imagine

[hoppingonjim]

heyyy saw your requests are open and i loooove love love the way you write March!! maybe perhaps wanted to request smthn involving thigh riding (you mentioned smthn about it in the thing you wrote about what kinks he would have and it has been on the brain since i read it) perhaps with some brat taming vibes 😳😳

i need him in ways that are deeply concerning

note: i'm so sorry for the delay with this! i really didn't know how to focus on the thigh riding and brat taming but i hope you enjoy! thank you so much &lt;3 cw: thigh riding. dom!holland. brat taming hints. holland shuts the reader up. sub!reader. afab!reader. degrading/mocking.

"no, no don't whine like a fucking baby, you did this to yourself."

brown and orange fill the background screen while he makes you rut against his slightly muscular thigh. the detective tenses himself, to only add to your pleasure. the muscles straining against your sopping folds.

he's got his finger nails digging into your shoulders as if to hold you down. discipline through half moons.

the man can’t help but smirk at you, “fucking pathetic, you humping my fucking leg. fuck.” and even if he indulges in mockery he can’t help but ghost his fingers up the supple flesh.

red lace dangles around your ankle as you quicken your own process. desperation coursing through you and forcing your movements to dig deeper. the coarseness of his leg is brazed against your slickness, small uh’s flee from your lips in unkempt strings.

one of his hands roames to your thigh, collecting back before landing a gentle blow. delighting in the way your skin reacts, bubbling almost. but nothing comes close to the way he just smirks at the sound of your whines. unable to sew words together.

it’s a predatorial gaze that sets itself on you. through heavy lidded irises you can tell. teeth sink into his bottom lip, heavy concentration on how he can reck you further.

both hands desert your hips, one grasping your thigh and the other combing through your messy tresses of hair. embracing disheveledness. if you aren’t a wreck by the end of this then he feels he didn’t try hard enough. in desperation to feel any sort of release you pick up the pace, growing chaotic with very rock against his meaty thigh, "holland- oh gosh.. i'm sorry sir, sorry for what i said earlier-"

two fingers move down onto your lips, thumb and pointer, trapping your words mid sentence back into the corridors of your mouth, "cum on my fucking leg you damn brat, show me how desperate you are." a pause follows his words to accentuate the way he snakes a hand around your messy moving body to land another blow- this time on your ass. the mustache man delights in the way you perk up at the slap, a yelp flying off your tongue with briefly bulged eyes.

it only propels you to move harder against him. though the man is lazy while you ride his thigh, his hands grow bored and find the back of his neck to be less laborious to touch. leaning back, he smirked, eyeing you intently. suddenly he decides bobbing his leg up and down will get you going faster. it's hard for him to resist you and not touch you, especially when you look so perfect on his thigh. begging your body for a release. he's got his leg bouncing at a rate that rattles your body.

your own hands dig into his upper thigh as you ride out the coaster he presents to you. the one that abuses your clit once you tilt yourself a little more forward, dig yourself a little more into his skin to have him feel all of you. mewls fill the room as the hand behind his neck needs to tug on your hair in one long tail. a harsh tug.

"fucking cum you whore, cum for me baby. mr march can't give you his cock till you show him how sorry and needy you are. c'mon, i know you're desperate enough. just cum."

and with every sentence there's a degrading chuckle to match his desired tone. he smears his laughter on your body while his eyes soak up the way you moan. and just to accelerate your need a little further he brings a hand down to mildly slap your clit. anticipating the way you'd momentarily shriek and adoring every minute of it.

a sea of moans drowns the room, a panacea crashing down on you. you ride the high through and out, enjoying every moment of it as you coat the surface of holland's thigh. and he thinks it's beautiful. his eyes feast - embodying a state of poverty with the way they intensified on the miraculous sight.

the hand he used to tug harshly on your locks moves to your cheek where he cradles the steaming skin, "princess needs my cock now, huh? are you a good girl? think you proved yourself?"

and all you can do is nod. quivering legs the only evidence you need.

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[nescaveckwriter]

Old Barrooms, Saving Grace & Guitars - Chapter One 🐞🤠

A/N: Alohaz, my dear bugsies, this is not requested, but instead a prompt I saw, for the 'month of love' to write about a rockstar, and who better than our 'Dean Winchester', but I'm gonna warn, y'all this is a tear-jerker, I hope you all enjoy this first chapter, if you do, please let me know.❤️🐞

Side Note: Thank you for all the love Bugsies, I appreciate all of your support.🥰❤️

Warnings: Some profanity, mentions of death, drug use and alcohol use mentioned, if anything else, please let me know.🙈🙊

Also Please take Note: That only the first song/poem is my own work, as for the other lyrics used in this chapter, is from 'War Hippies' aswell as 'Carolyn Dawn Johnson'🤠🥰

Description: Famous Country-Rock Artist, High On Drugs, Booze & Guilt, after almost hitting rock bottom and meeting a angel in a smoky old bar room, his saving Grace, he finds his way, during the last words she'll ever say.

Chapter One 🐞🤠

The sound of the acoustic guitar plays throughout the studio, the man's voice, tugging every heart string as his southern draw comes through with every word, ''You were my saving Grace, my safe space, maybe if I prayed a little longer, the bond between me and up above would've been stronger, maybe if you told me sooner I could've loved you for a while more, but that's not what fate had in-store, between my whisky drinking, my heart and hopes sinking, into the darkness I wanted to dive, then you came along, with your eyes, looking so full of life, I'm man enough to admit that at first I hated you, my heart already knew, but my mind had no clue, Your honesty took me by surprise, your smile could brighten up a room like a sunrise, your sweet voice told me not to fall in love, but how could I not, ho do I just make it stop, when I first tasted your lips, feeling the touch of your fingertips, you made it possible again, for me you know, the part of living, when the news came you were dying, of course it destroyed me, she just smiled and said that's how it's supposed to be, I found my way, in the last words, she'll ever say, during her last breath, I found my will to live, I realized during that time, I found true meaning of love and light, Knowing, she weren't just my lover, she was my Saving Grace, oooooh, she was my saving Grace'' 

As he looks up over the studio, you can see his emerald-green eyes, is moist, his dirty-blonde beard, defining his amazing jawline, the smile on his rosy plum lips is warm, raking his longer hair through his fingers, so it will fall backwards, and out of his face, showcasing the lines on his face, telling a story of a few hard years. His smoky voice fills the emotional crowd. ''Thank you'' he mouthed.

Walking closer to the dark brown armchair, he greets the woman with the short blonde her, pulling her into a side hug. 

Her voice a little hoarse, ''Welcome Dean, glad you could finally make it,''

''Thank you for having me'' he smiles

''That song was beautiful as always, it always leaves a tear or two,'' she chuckles, while swiping away the last evidence of the wetness on her cheek.

Letting out a laugh ''Thank you, this song means more to me than anyone will ever know,''

''Yes, for sure, its so different from your usual stuff'' she suggested

''That's very true Claire, the other songs were just words, stringed together, but this, this, song its a story, its my reality, it was Grace's reality, it speaks about me hitting rock bottom and how she saved me'' his voice breaking a little at the end.

''I hear you, that woman had a voice of an angel'' she said smiling

''More like a choir of southern angels'' he lets out a chuckle

Laughing with the good looking man, ''Tell me Dean how does it feel knowing, you've reached double platinum and millions of online streams, with your song 'Saving Grace'''

Pulling his fingers through his hair, a smile curving on his lips ''You know Claire, I feel blessed of course, I never thought that it would reach so many people, but I'm satisfied in knowing that it means so much to them''

The live studio crowd, cheers and claps, in response. One of the guest's takes the microphone , going around, ''Excuse me Dean, can I ask you a personal question?''

Turning his glance towards the woman in the crowd, smiling, ''I'm a open book, ask away''

Smiling excitedly, ''How did you two meet, or rather what's the story behind the song?''

Letting out a nervous chuckle, ''Well, I met her during the darkest time of my life, when none of you wanted to listen to my music anymore, and I was a drunken, jerk with a huge ego''

''I always loved your music'' she laughs

''Thank you'' he smiles ''Well it all started two years ago''

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'Heard about the crossroads

Yeah it's a real thing

Sold my soul, traded love out for a dream

Yeah she's gone for good and it's killing meWhen the curtain falls

And there ain't no missed calls

The room is empty

And I should be feelin' ten feet tall

The shootin' star that's killin' it

But I ain't feelin' nothin' at all'

''Thank You'' he shouted, stumbling off the stage, with his guitar, holding onto the walls, as he walks backstage, ordering the drummer, for another bottle of whiskey, Garth just shook his head, and handed him the bottle, knowing, there's no use trying to make him see the light.

As he fell down, on the couch of his dressing room, swallowing, away the gold liquid, hearing his manger saying the same old tune, ''Dean, you got to start getting your act together, your loosing fans with your drunken ass, when last did you write, some of your own songs'' 

Glaring at the old man, ''The people love me, I'm Dean freaking Winchester, best damn, country-rock artist, they've ever heard, the charts don't lie'' he slurred, 

Clearly frustrated with Dean the old man leaves, walking into the smoky old barroom. The bar was just almost too quiet, you could hear a pin drop so to say. Glancing over at the stage, there stood a woman, he heard about her, but never really heard sing.

Her voice was sweet and filled with a deep southern accent, almost like Wynonna Judd, or Dolly Parton. ''Good evening, Nashville, who's ready to go back to their old country roots, tonight I'll be doing one of my favorite songs of Carolyn Dawn Johnson,'' the crowd cheered ''Yes y'all its 'Die of a broken heart'

'And take me fast or take me slow

I don't really care how I go

In the daylight or in the dark

Just don't let me die of a broken heart

Take me fast or take me slow

I don't really care how I go

In the daylight or in the dark

Just don't let me die of a broken heart

No, don't let me die of a broken heart

No'

A sweet smile, on her face, revealing the rosy cheekbones,  her fair skin damp, from the heat, her strawberry blonde, hair draped over her shoulders, the blue denim jacket hugging her hourglass figure, her electric blue eyes glistening, with the stage lights, her voice filled with life, ''Hit it Jimmy, lets give these folks a little taste of a simple life''

'Spend my days in the sweet sunshine

Rock in my swing and watch my garden grow

Know that I'll always have someone to hold

Oh I wanna live the simple life, yeah

I wanna take a blanket down to the creek

And let the water sing me to sleep

And let go in time

Live the simple life..

Well lately I've seen too many city lights

I wanna go somewhere where i can see the stars at night'

As he listened too this beauty singing her heart out, he had an idea. Almost running over too Dean after he'd had a talk with her manager, only too find the man passed out drunk. When he promised his daddy he'd take care off him, he'd never would've guessed this would happen, he's not really sure were Dean's life took a turn for the worst, maybe the day his brother walked away, not wanting to deal with his crap anymore, hell maybe the day, his fame went to his head, maybe the day the car crash took Kevin's life, but whatever it was, he needs too find a way to help him, and something tells him that Grace Tucker is the answer.

Chapter One Here :)

Chapter Two Here :)

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[jake-kiszkas-smirk]

Angel,

Danny Wagner X Fem reader

18+ only, minors DNI

Warnings: explicit sexual content, oral sex (F/rec), dirty talk, unprotected penetrative sex, daddy kink, choking if you squint.

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You stepped out of the shower and wrapped loosely in your towel. You saw your phone light up on the sink and picked it up.

I'm so sorry love but I'm having to stay at the studio a few more hours, I promise I'll make it up to you.

You huffed out of frustration and tossed your phone on the bed, it landed with a bounce and tangled somewhere beneath the sheets. This was a common occurrence recently, you knew Danny wasn't doing it intentionally, but his music was just very important to him. That didn't mean it made it any easier when you'd been dying to see him for the first time in a few days. Your schedules just never seemed to line up, he had been needed at the studio so much recently he had opted to just stay with Jake the last few days. Wanting to release some frustrations and knowing Danny wouldn't be home for at least a few more hours, you walked around the edge of your bed and opened your bedside table. You picked up your favorite vibe, tossed your towel to the hamper, and climbed into bed. You were a little chilly from your wet hair so you pulled the comforter over you and then snuck your hand down under it, turning on your vibe. You closed your eyes and started to day dream about the things Danny might do when he got home to as he said, 'make it up to you'. His big hands, callused from drumming, roaming the expanse of your body. His hips rocking into yours. His breath hot on your neck as he slowly pressed into you,

"Danny," His name effortlessly and shamelessly fell from your lips between moans, the more you pictured the things he'd do to you, the closer you got before finally falling over the edge. You laid there for a moment catching your breath before reaching over and placing your vibe back in its drawer. You had gotten hot at this point and opted to throw the covers back and just nap for a while. You rolled over onto your stomach, got comfortable and fell asleep rather quickly.

"Hmm look at you" You heard a low tone that woke you from your sleep. You slowly opened your eyes to see Danny standing in your bedroom doorway, licking over his bottom lip as he approached the bed. You smiled lazily and stayed in your spot, letting Danny take in the sight in front of him. You, laid out on the bed, fully naked, one leg hiked up slightly, your hair in damp waves. "You look like an angel tangled up in those white sheets" He pulled his shirt over his head before crawling over your back, littering your spine with kisses as he worked his way up to your cheek, and then your mouth, taking a moment to rut his hips against your ass with a quiet groan.

"I thought you weren't supposed to be here until later?" You asked as you reached your hand back to cup his cheek as he kissed at your jaw.

"Well, I wasn't." He paused, his hand searching the bed next to you, "But then, I got a very interesting phone call from you" He smirked, still rocking his hips into yours.

"What?" You questioned, confused. He finally found your phone and opened up the recent call list, his name at the top. Your hand flew to cover your mouth as you realized what had happened. Danny just grinned,

"Imagine my surprise, when I'm at the studio and I get a call from my lovely, beautiful, and apparently dirty girl" He punctuated each word with a kiss, now descending down your spine, "I answer it, only to hear her moaning my name."

"You-You heard everything?" You asked as he maneuvered you onto your back. Your face had turned a shade of pink as he rose to his knees and began taking off his jeans, leaving himself in only his boxers. He crawled back over you and kicked his jeans off his ankles. His mouth found your neck again, with hot open mouth kisses, sucking and leaving marks on your delicate skin. You took in a sharp breath when his hand palmed your breast, a little rougher than usual, as if he couldn't get enough, get you close enough.

"I heard every little whimper and moan that came out of you, that pretty mouth." His thumb found its way past your lips, and you sucked it lightly, "Tell me baby, did you cum?"

"Mhmm" You hummed around his thumb, nodding as you looked at him with your best doe eyes.

"What was in that filthy mind of yours to have you moaning my name like that hmm?" his hand traveled down between your legs, his eyes darkened as he ran his fingers through the remnants of your release, "What made you cum for daddy without me even being here hmm?" His words alone already had your eyes rolling back in your head. He waited for your answer as his fingers worked slowly over your clit, applying the tiniest amount of pressure.

"Your mouth" you managed, hands fixed on his biceps as he touched you,

"Where do you want my mouth angel?" he asked as he sucked your nipple into his mouth, lightly raking his teeth over it.

"Here" You reached towards where his hand was still working

"I want to hear you say it"

"I want your mouth on my clit, want you to make me cum, please" You whined,

"Oh, I intend to, I want to hear all those pretty sounds all over again" He kissed his way down your torso, painfully slow. His breath hot and fanning over you had you lifting your hips off the bed, trying to get him where you wanted him. A soft laugh came out of him and looked up to you, "Patience baby" You ran your knuckles over his cheek, admiring the beautiful man that was basically worshiping your body. He turned his head and kissed your palm before finally licking a slow stripe up your center. Your fingers tangled in his wild curls as he started applying very pointed flicks of his tongue to your clit. Still feeling sensitive from your solo session you knew it wouldn't take long before you were coming undone.

"Oh fuck, just like that, please" you moaned out, tugging at Danny's hair as you subtly rocked your hips against his mouth,

"Is this how you imagined it" He broke away to say

"Bet-Better" You choked out as he delved back in, you swore you could feel him smile against you. A few more swirls and flicks of his talented tongue and you were a moaning mess beneath him, coming hard on his flushed face. He pulled his face away and looked up to you,

"What else did you think of y/n?" He licked at your core, lapping up your release as you answered,

"Your cock, daddy" You admitted breathily, still coming down from your high. A low growl rumbled out of Danny's chest as his eyes met yours. You knew what that name did to him, and you knew how to use it to your advantage. "Want to feel it inside me, filling me up"

"Yeah? Is that what my girl wants? To be a pretty little place for me to put my cock? Wrapped around me, taking it slow and deep until we both can't think straight?" Words were beyond you now, so your answer was a groan accompanied with a weak nod. That smirk was back on his face as he stood, sliding his boxers down his thighs, "Look, look what you do to me" He rasped as he stroked himself, precum dripping from his tip. You reached out for him, beckoning him back to you. You sat up slightly, taking his cock into your hand and leading it to your heat as he hovered over you. You lined him up and then wrapped your legs around his waist, pressing him into you slowly. You moaned in unison as he sunk in to the hilt. You'd had sex with Danny more times that you could count, but you'd never get used to the glorious stretch you felt with him each and every time. He remained still for a moment, taking his time to adorn your neck with even more marks that you knew he loved to leave behind, loved marking you as his. The breath nearly tore from your lungs as he slowly pulled out almost completely before pushing back in, keeping his promise to make it slow and deep. He brought his hand up and wrapped it lightly around your throat, sitting up slightly so he could watch himself languidly fucking into you. He place his other hand below your navel, pressing down just hard enough that his cock brushed against your g-spot on every long drag in and out.

"I- fuck- Dan-daddy I'm going to-I'm going to cum" You nearly cried out, your hands grasping at the wrist of the hand around your throat. He sped up his thrusts but continued to go just as deep, breathy moans and grunts leaving his lips as his attention shifted from your core to your eyes

"Cum angel, all pretty and sweet for me" He kept his eyes on your face as you came, writing under him and gripping his arm so tight you knew your nails were probably digging into his skin, you also knew he didn't mind one bit. His mouth fell open and that same low growl came from his chest as he sunk down to his forearm, using his other hand to hike your leg up just a little higher, hitting even deeper than he had previously. You raked your nails down his back as he continued fucking you, his ragged breathing hot on your neck. You wanted to tell him, to voice to him how badly you wanted him to finish inside you, but all you could manage was nonsensical pleads whispered in his ear between moans and whimpers he elicited from you. That was enough for him, because you felt him press in deeply, so deeply it scooted your body up the bed. A string of praise left his lips as he spilled into you, his mouth agape and his eyes half lidded as he looked down to you. He gently moved a strand of hair from your face as his mouth turned into a smile. He kissed your forehead, and then removed himself, sitting back on his knees. His eyes traveled your body, now covered in a thin sheen of sweat, chest still heaving up and down. His eyes stopped at your core, and you saw his eyebrow quirk up. You grinned, knowing he was pleased watching your releases mixed and slowly leaking out of you. Nothing could have prepared you for when he ran his fingers through your folds, collecting the wetness and bringing it to his lips. Your mouth fell open as you watched him suck his fingers, his eyes closed like he was really savoring it,

"Fuck, we taste so good together" He said as he removed his fingers from his mouth.

"Jesus.." You whispered almost to yourself. A devilish grin played on his lips,

"Yeah, you like that?" he asked as he plopped down on the bed next to you, pulling you into his side, nuzzling your neck.

"Yeah, If this is the Danny I get I'm going to have to butt-dial you more often" You teased,

"You better not" He pinched your side playfully, and you swatted his hand away with a giggle, "I'll never get any work done"

"Do you have to go back in today?" you asked, tucking yourself even closer to him.

"Absolutely not, the rest of this day is devoted to you, any way you want to spend it" He placed a quick peck to your cheek.

"Hmmm, I can think of a few things" You smiled as your turned to him, pulling him into a deep kiss.

"Angel, you are insatiable." He crooned against your neck, picking you up and carrying you towards the shower. You had an idea of the rest of your day would go, and you couldn't wait.

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