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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 1 year

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Topsy Turvy Days in Octavinelle

Sebek would make a decent butler and this is the hill I will die on 😤

The Sea Witch, and her Spirit of Benevolence.

Trey Clover...

… was tasked with overseeing the Mostro Lounge in Azul and the twins’ absence. He’s the only one with sufficient experience in customer service (no thanks to his family bakery) and dealing with logistics/planning (he’s a vice dorm leader, after all)! Trey wasn’t jazzed about the idea (he’d rather not deal with the lofty expectations if he can help it), but after being hit with the puppy dog eyes and fake tears from Octavinelle, he reluctantly accepted the responsibility.

His fellow vice dorm leader, Jade, is so kind as to give him some friendly pointers before his departure. Trey listens and takes notes as best he can, but he’s slightly unnerved when Jade leans in with a whisper and informs him that it is lounge policy to “kindly remove” the customers that disturb the peace of the eating establishment. “You mean asking problematic people to leave, right?” Trey asks—but all he receives in response is a mysterious smile.

There’s a strangely charged atmosphere in Octavinelle as soon as Trey steps into it. The students present as polite and well-meaning enough, but they’re sizing him up in their minds. They’re all angling to see if he screws up so they can swoop in and usurp that power to get ahead with the real boss when he returns. Trey’s not ignorant of those kinds of thoughts collecting—he’ll just have to prove to them how wrong they are.

He’s sort of a pushover in general (which is precisely why Azul didn’t ask Trey to handle contract negotiations in addition to the lounge); whenever a customer complains, Trey is inclined to offer something as compensation: a percentage off the check, a free dessert, whatever will ease their upset. He isn’t super strict with his workers either; Octavinelle students take breaks liberally, knowing they can cheat the system and take advantage of Trey while he’s here. (That’s the Octavinelle way: opportunism.) “Geez, Trey! You’re way too nice,” Cater groans—though he knows that’s just Trey’s way of resolving issues and keeping their patrons and his workers happy. The happy smiles on the customers are proof of that!

When the rush hours hit, Trey rolls up his sleeves and heads into the kitchen to lend a helping hand. He can follow recipes well enough, but it’s in dessert making where he truly shines. Trey had honed his pastries through years and years of practice, so he’s able to multitask and churn out sweets like it’s nobody’s business! It’s pretty convenient for the lounge too, cuz Trey’s sweets are flying off the menu! (It’s not uncommon to have the desserts sold out midday.)

The complimentary after-meal mints also come with single use floss pick. (Temporary) management’s orders. (“What?” Trey asks when people give him weird looks. “You can’t walk around after eating with food still stuck in your teeth.”) Some customers feel watched by a hawk as they pop the mint and leave the floss pick unused (though Trey never confronts them; he’s not the type of guy to pick a fight).

Push his buttons too much, and his serious side comes out!! Trey doesn’t give off the same “cunning mob boss” vibes as Azul; his energy is more like that of a dad that’s “not mad, just deeply disappointed”. (It’s okay though 😂 Even if Trey himself and a firm, “Sir, this is a McDonalds drive thru the Mostro Lounge,” doesn’t intimidate rude people, a fierce Sebek and a legion of Caters on standby sure will.)

Mild-mannered as Trey is, there are rare instances where his true devious nature shows. When his incredible patience is worn thin, a smirk comes along his face and customers vanish into the VIP room… and leave looking shaken, led out by Trey, looking as polite as he usually does. “Thanks for visiting the Mostro Lounge! We hope to see you again,” he calls after them. (“Eh, what do you think he said to that customer?” the Octavinelle mobs whisper among themselves. “I thought he was a totally nice guy…”)

“Ahahaha... I don’t think I’m at all suited for managing a restaurant. If it’s just grabbing and bagging a pastry or two at the counter, then I’m your guy. You’d be surprised at how much more happens at the lounge. Just the other day, we had a guest I had to seat down and have a one-on-one talk with to avoid a fight from breaking out. I guess this is a glimpse of the hardships Azul, Riddle, and the other dorm leaders have to deal with on a daily basis, huh? I don’t envy them one bit.”

Cater Diamond...

… is stoked to have landed this chance~ Octavinelle, being completely underwater, has so many cool sights for him to post in Magicam!! Just walking in the hallways opens up a vast, colorful expanse of the ocean to him—not to mention the beautiful, glittering jellyfish lights suspended over the lounge, and their classy uniforms! He’ll have to bring a portable charger with him to keep his phone alive for all the exciting pics ✨

He loves trying out his new fit. You’ll find several (and I do mean several) pics on his Magicam account of Cater posing in his Octavinelle suit in various states of put-togetherness and hairstyles. Here’s him in a low ponytail and the suspenders and dress shirt, and this one is with his hair down and his jacket fully buttoned… The scarf is looped around the wait and knotted like a belt here, then slung like a boa in the next. There’s a surprising amount of ways it can be worn, and Cater’s been experimenting with them all?

His unique magic is perfect for working at the lounge, especially when they’re short staffed! With Split Card, a handful of Caters can be running around taking and delivering orders, cleaning up tables, and/or booting out troublemakers. Usually Cater isn’t up for being the party pooper, but between Trey (who’s too forgiving) and Sebek (who’s too unforgiving), Cay-kun’s gotta be the moderator here!!

Cater’s general amicable nature makes him a hit with customers at the front of house and his peers in the break room. He’s observant and approachable, able to start and keep a conversation with most anyone. He has firsthand access to the latest gossip and information because of this direct contact with chatty customers and coworkers—which makes him formidable competition for Jade, Octavinelle’s usual information broker. Good thing Cater’s not too concerned with rivalries~

He’s also good at making recommendations based on individual preferences! Cater practically has the menu memorized front to back (on account of having visited the lounge so often himself to try their seasonal specialties), so he might as well utilize his knowledge to help customers decide what they want.

He’s chock-full of ideas for deals, themed menus, promotions, and limited time events to draw in customers! (If they want a music night, he could always call his Pop Music Club buddies in to do a gig!) Truthfully, Cater pitches these concepts because he personally knows what’s popular and this what will net him the most likes, but he frames it as “I think the customer base would like this 🎵” Some would call it clever manipulation and redirection, but Cater prefers to think of it as “mutually beneficial” for everyone, himself included!

Cater ups the Mostro Lounge’s social media game! Whenever Trey creates a new dessert, in swoops Cater to take an aesthetically pleasing, expertly shot photo to upload onto their Magicam page! Within an hour, thousands of likes have accumulated and there’s another influx of people clamoring for a taste of that beautiful item. (“Azul should hire you as his social media manager,” Trey jokes, handing over another batch of macarons to be served.)

Sometimes when Cater’s alone in the restroom washing up before service, he glimpses his reflection in the mirror and contemplates his circumstances. Here he is, helping the business be successful and mingling with so many people… and yet some small, fragmented part of him still fears it could all vanish in the blink of an eye. Cater sighs, replaces his hat, assumes a smile, and returns his nose to the grindstone—and the eternal song and dance he puts on for the public eye. “Showtime.”

“You know what? Working part-time at the Mostro Lounge isn’t half bad! Well… not with Trey in charge, anyway! Azul’d probably run Cay-kun ragged! But all that stuff aside, Octavinelle’s peak photogenic! It’s a whole new world down here, full of stuff and treasures you’d never find on land. Maybe it’s true what I’ve heard: that life is just better under the sea!”

Sebek Zigvolt...

… had a hard time detaching from Diasomnia without making a fuss. He knows that Octavinelle will help him improve his skills as an attendant to better serve the young master, but it doesn’t make him any less emotional for his departure!! In the typical Sebek fashion though, he deflects!! No, Sebek insists, he’s just mad that Silver gets to spend time with Lilia, and that Malleus will be unsupervised in their absence! (They all gathered to see him off at the Mirror Chamber like parents helping an anxious kid to his first day of school.)

It was a hassle getting him fitted in his new uniform! Not a single student in Octavinelle comes close to how buff Sebek is, so the largest size of their uniform was still super tight on him and struggled to contain him in its seams. (Think of that one meme where a character’s chest is so broad/big that it causes the buttons to pop off, that’s basically Sebek.) Once the clothes are on properly, they had a whole other issue of trying to clamp down the hat over his wild hair—but hey, they were eventually successful!

Sebek gets on everyone’s bad side right off the bat, referring to his fellow Octavinelle students by a slew of unflattering adjectives. He even managed to piss Cater off by calling him “shallow”… which earns Sebek a lot of passive aggressive glares from his coworkers throughout his shifts (well, not that he cares). “You’re not doing yourself any favors, Sebek. It’s no good to make enemies with the people you’re working with,” Trey gently chides him—but though he vehemently disagrees, Sebek can’t being himself to snap back like he typically would.

IT’S JUST SO WEIRD FOR HIM TO BE AROUND TREY AT ALL. Trey reminds Sebek sooo much of his father that he doesn’t know how exactly to act with him. (There’s a certain degree of respect that must be conferred to one’s elders, even if they are a human and kind of weak and inscrutable…) For the most part, Sebek feels compelled to follow Trey’s orders, even if he doesn’t fully back him as an individual. Every time he has to actually talk to Trey though, hems about 50% more tsundere than usual to get his points across.

Sebek’s honestly less like a waiter and more like a bouncer. Built like a semi-truck with a scowl that strikes fear into those faint of heart and a voice that booms like thunder, his mere presence usually wards off any potential signs of trouble. (When it’s his turn to be at the front of house, you can hear him greeting customers all the way in the consultation rooms. If you judge by volume alone, most aren’t sure if he’s angry or if he’s happy.)

Unfortunately, his proud and somewhat gruff manner of speaking doesn’t exactly make him a people person, especially not when he marches over to drop a check on the table or to demand what they want when they summon him over. Oh, and if they start getting rude? Sebek’s instinct is to fire back, which only adds more fuel to the fire of the argument.

Where he shines is in technical abilities, far removed from his personality or choice of words. (Sebek can brew a mean cup of tea, which pairs well with all the sweets they’re selling!) When he’s commended for doing a good job, his whole face brightens and he gets this huge, dorky smile on his face. If you’re lucky, you may also catch a glimpse of his fangs! (“… How can someone so abrasive also have this surprisingly cute side to him?” the mob students wonder.)

On his breaks, Sebek, thinking the others to be inferior humans, refuses to sit with everyone else. He huddles at a table by his lonesome, shoveling plate after plate of food into his mouth. (It’s convenient to get rid of leftovers by just handing the extra food to Sebek.) One might feel pity for this poor, unfortunate soul—but on the contrary, Sebek feels as though he has a lot of progress to report back to Lilia . _ .

“Hmph, no other dormitory could even hope to come close to the glory and the majesty of Diasomnia!! There was never a doubt in my mind that this is the unquestioning truth!! I will cede that Octavinelle has been useful in some ways. It has provided me with an environment in which I can hone my service skills for the young master. Indeed, THE SERVICE INDUSTRY IS A BATTLEFIELD UNLIKE ANY I’VE TREADED BEFORE…!! Lilia-sama and Malleus-sama will surely be pleased with the results of my training!”

#Trey Clover #Cater Diamond #Sebek Zigvolt #twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst anni #twst anniversary #twisted wonderland anni #twisted wonderland anniversary #topsy turvy days #twisted wonderland headcanons #curiouser and curiouser #Azul Ashengrotto #Jade Leech #Lilia Vanrouge #Malleus Draconia #Diasomnia

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klausysworld · 1 year

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Hey 👋🏻 You write very well🥺 Can I request something? If you liked the idea you may write it I would love to read😊

Student Teacher Trope between Klaus and Reader where she hides her feelings towards Klaus meanwhile all students swoon over the teacher. Obviously one day he makes her stay and dot dot dot. Please don’t hesitate on making it as smuty as you want😂. Thank you🙃

Something about this picture just-

His little secret?

PT2

“I don’t care what you say he is fucking hott” my friend exclaimed as we walked down the school halls

“I never said he wasn’t hot, I’m just not seeing why everyone thinks he’s the best thing on the planet. Someone actually broke up with their boyfriend just to look, and i quote ‘more available for him’ because apparently he might want someone more vulnerable and pathetic. What is a pedo?” I asked and my friend slapped my arm

“We’re literally in college, we’re of legal age and he can fuck anyone he wants, any time he wants if he likes” she dazed as her eyes trained forward. I turned my head to see just the man, Mr.Mikaelson heading right towards us, our eyes locked for a split second before i rolled mine and gave my friend a look

“Really-“

“Shut up he can hear us” she whisper yelled and i sighed

“No he can’t” i mumbled turning to look in his direction, he was leaning against the doorframe to his classroom, talking to a student though as soon as i looked over his eyes flickered to meet mine. His hand came up to a little wave as a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth

“Never mind he can definitely hear us” i whispered and she grabbed my arm dragged me away

“Oh my god he waved at you” she was bouncing on her feet as a huge grin spread across my face

“Oh my gosh we’re to be wed!” I cried out sarcastically

“Really!!?”

“Nope now lets get going” i walked off towards our first lesson of the day and she made a sound of disappointment

“But I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if we just…I don’t know sat in his office for a little bit”

“Ew the both of us and him? Let’s face it half the school would pile it” i scrunched my nose up and she grumbled

“Fine I’ll just go” she muttered

“You care about your grades” i reminded and she sighed

“Not if he’s an option”

“Teachers don’t even get paid much”

“He’s a professor and his designer jacket says otherwise. So does the brand new suit that he’s currently in that he looks- ugh just delicious in” her head was thrown back dramatically as i laughed

“Oh yes very sexy indeed, do you think he’d take me against his office walls? My dark red underwear watches the paint sir, would you like to compare it?” I asked rhetorically with a hand over my heart

“How do you know what colour the walls are?” She asked with an eyebrow arched.

“I’ve gone in a couple times, you know for papers and stuff, he’s sent me to grab things for him a few times” she made an ‘mhm’ as we kept walking

“Well if you ever get to be in there with him do tell” she whispered with a wink before we split off to our first classes

So first and second sucked

And now we had the legend himself.

As soon as i got stepped through the doors i sighed, running my hand down my face to mentally prepare myself for everyone to gawk and whisper over him

I quietly made my way past his desk to my seat which was way to close to the front than i would normally be but my best friend insisted we sit right by him at the start of the year and I wasn’t expecting a fucking god to turn up

Like yes he’s hot and yes he’s very fuckable but when everyone says it i get annoyed so I’ve decided not to fawn over him every second.

But then again…when you’re actually sat right infront of him, close enough to smell his cologne and able to see every detail of his skin, the way his shirt is a little too tight around his biceps as he removed his blazer. Lets just say my legs stay clamped together as i try my best to focus on the task at hand.

My skirt was way too short today to be sat infront of this man. I shifted in my seat as my eyes travelled to his hands that were scribbling something down while he spoke to the class. Such a rich voice, deep and throaty, i looked back to his face, such beautiful eyes, almost sapphire colour with with a shine of electric blue in certain lights.

God he’s just so dreamy…

And he is looking right at me. Shit what did he ask?

“Miss y/n, the answer?” He asked, both brows risen as i opened and closed my mouth a few times

“Uhm I’m not sure?” I asked in a confused tone and his gaze darkened

“Have you been listening for the past 20 minutes?” He questioned and my eyes grew wide, i wiped my head round to the clock to see we were indeed 20 minutes in. I heard his throat clear as i turned back to him with a nervous smile

“Eh well no…not really” i muttered honestly and the corner of his mouth twitched like it did earlier

“Whilst i admire your honesty i am afraid i will need to be seeing you after class, you’ve missed some important parts of the course while in your dream land” he replied seeming amused with the situation, at least he’s not mad.

“Yep sure, sorry sir” i mumbled before smacking my head on the desk a little too loud and silently telling myself to fuck off. I could hear my friend snicker as she rubbed my back

“Oh how i wonder what you were fantasising about” she whispered to me and i smacked the back of her head. She gasped a tad but too loud drawing attention. His attention.

“Miss y/n would you like to step outside?” Me and my friend glanced at each other panicked and she mouthed a sorry as i grabbed my bag and walked out.

He was still talking. I could just leave right? Skip the rest of the day and try again tomorrow. Good plan, I’m proud of myself. Just i took a step backwards away from the door he walked out infront of me. Hands behind his back as the door clicked closed

“Leaving?” He asked with a certain glint in his eyes

“No…just um”

“Don’t lie, you were honest earlier, I don’t appreciate liars” the authority in his voice had my body running hot.

“I was gonna leave, yeah” I murmured with my head down slightly. I glanced up at him to see his eyes narrowed in thought

“Go for a walk, and return at the end of the day, i would like to see you in my office” he got quieter with the last sentence and he was now much closer to me, oh god i could feel his body heat. My eyes flicked to his and I swallowed thickly as i weakly nodded my head. His eye line lowered before returning to mine

“Your skirt…” he started

Go on say it’s too short

“It’s pretty” he muttered, his fingers touched the bottom of it, brushing over the tops on my thighs as i sucked in a breath, god it was like everything in me was begging for him to fuck me, I wouldn’t care if every other person in the building came to watch as long as he touched me.

“Thank you sir” I uttered and his tongue darted out to wet his lips

“I’ll see you soon miss y/n” his hand lingered dangerously close to my surely damp underwear before he walked back into his room.

I groaned as I lightly hit the wall and stormed off now both normally frustrated and sexually frustrated

Anyway

I took my walk, and got lunch and then went home and slept.

I now sluggishly made my way to his office, most people were gone, a few people walking out. I was a little late.

I knocked on his door lightly almost hoping maybe he had gone home. That thought was short lived as the door opened, he coaxed me into the room quickly and guided me to sit in the chair opposite to his. Rude, we got shitty chairs and he got a fancy leather, vintage looking seat.

“You’re late” he stated as he sat down

“I was asleep” i told him mid yawn and he hummed

“Are you awake enough to be learning or should we reschedule?”

Yes fantastic.

“Good idea, I’m exhausted! Will come back tomorrow instead, great plan, right well, eh bye” i quickly rushed towards the door but an arm round my waist pulled me back to his chest making me squeak in surprise

“Now now, that was just rude” he whispered lowly into my ear, fuck he was hot. It felt as though my clit was pulsing. His hand was fiddling with the top of my skirt and I couldn’t stop myself from propping my ass out slightly, pressing against his crotch making him grunt. A very sexy grunt.

I could feel him becoming hard against me as he sighed and brought his other hand to rest on my left thigh.

“You shouldn’t be presenting such a lovely ass to any man like this sweetheart, especially your professor.” He told me as his hand moved higher up, pushing the skirt up as he gripped my upper thigh, so fucking close to my cunt it was unbelievable.

“You shouldn’t be hard for your student” I responded quietly

“I wouldn’t be hard if i knew you weren’t soaked” he whispered, a finger pressed to my entrance through my panties making me gasp and take a step away from him. He didn’t stop me as i span around and took a step back towards the close door, when did that close?

“You’re my teacher- you could be fired and i’d be called a slut. Literally any other girl in any of your other classes will be perfect for what you want! I’m gonna go home and I’ll see you later- at school- in class with other people and with a longer skirt.” Just as my hand twisted the handle he was back infront of me, hands on my shoulders making heat rush through me at the contact. My heart thumped loudly in my ears as his face neared mine

“What exactly do you think that i want?” He asked huskily

“Well i think it’s obvious to assume you want sex” i laughed breathlessly and he frowned a little

“But you do not?” He asked, his head tilting in question

“I don’t want the reputation that comes with it” i whispered

“I will keep you a secret my love” he muttered, he then pressed a soft kiss to my jaw making my eyes close momentarily

“You don’t like liars” i mumbled but he kept leaving kisses down my neck, finding the spot where my neck meets my shoulder and sucking with a hum. The little whimper that came from me had him licking a bold stipe over the newly formed hickey

“No but i like you more than i care about a small lie” he muttered into my skin

“How many other girls have you had in this office?” I asked trying to clear my thoughts

“None, only you have been in here, i only ever send you to get my papers and I’ve only kept you behind” my head tilted back in response inviting his greedy lips to colour me purple

“You could have anybody else” i mumbled and he huffed into my shoulder before pulling away, a darker look in his eyes

“I want you, do not act as though you weren’t lusting over me only a few hours ago, did you know that you fiddle with your hair? You pen was in your mouth, you were taunting me. But when i told you i didn’t like you to lie you obeyed, because you want to be good for me, look at me and tell me that you want me to step away, you can go home if you want to sweetheart but it won’t lessen my admiration for you” i blinked in response unsure what to do next. I could feel my thighs growing sticky as they pressed together. He took in my silence and nodded

“Okay” he uttered taking a step away from me, his hands missing from my body and his lips gone from my skin.

“I didn’t ask you to step away” i whispered looking up at him through my lashes

“What would you like me to do?” He asked moving forward

“Kiss me” i barely murmured before his lips were on mine, soft and full as he pressed me into the door, hands on my face as i moaned quietly against him. His hot tongue slipped into my mouth immediately claiming mine, I didn’t even want to put up a fight for dominance. Everything about this man screamed authority and i loved it.

“Jump y/n” he muttered into me and i was fast to wrap my legs around his waist, my skirt was pushed all the way up, my panties pushed right against his hard on.

“You’re going to be so beautiful on my cock one day, my love” my mouth gaped slightly at his words, his lips were back at my throat going down between my top

“I don’t think anyone else should see you walking around with such a low cut top” he muttered, his tongue swiped over the swells of my breasts. His hands coming to push the sides of my breasts pushing them forward out of my bra to wrap his lips around one of my nipples. His teeth scraped the sensitive bud making me gasp and arch towards him, he groaned as he tugged at it, my hands gripped his hair, such perfectly done hair. He never failed to dress his best.

“Such sweet sounds” he murmured as he pulled away with a small ‘pop’. His index and thumb pinched at the wet nipple while his mouth went for the other giving it the same treatment before slipping them both back into my bra

“I’m afraid we don’t have a lot of time in here, there are other teachers waking around and i can’t have anyone see you so vulnerable” he whispered kissing my lips again

“If you just want a quick fuck it’s fine” i muttered reaching between us to remove his belt. His hand grabbed onto mine halting my actions as i held the leather accessory

“I thought you understood, i like you, i care about you and you are not just a fuck release. I want to have you properly, forever” he told me as he took my face in his hand

“You want me to be your little secret” i replied with a confused frown

“Well yes but…only until you have finished your education, then we will be together publicly” his face was so serious he couldn’t be lying

“Together” I uttered and he responded with a kiss to my lips. Loving but hungry as his hips ground to mine, quiet throaty moans falling from his tongue into my mouth. His hand moved round to run down my back, it rested over my ass and he squeezed gently at the flesh

I wrapped my arms around his neck as he walked towards his desk. He sat me down ontop the polished wood, it was cold against the backs of my thighs but i didn’t mind, his hands were all over my body keeping me warm anyway.

His fingertips played with the waistband of my panties pulling at them making me lift my hips letting him pull them off my legs. He stuffed then into his drawer as he pulled away form my face

“Spread your pretty legs” he murmured running his hands along my upper thighs. I opened them across the desk letting him see how wet i was

“You’re dripping onto my desk love” he muttered as his fingers moved to spread my lower lips. I moaned softly, my hands moved to hold onto his forearm pulling him closer to my desperate cunt. I could feel the heat inside me begging for him and i urged him to keep touching

“Please sir” i whispered.

“You can call me Klaus, we are to be together, you cannot call me your professor forever” he smiled slightly at me and I returned it shyly. God what was he doing to me. This morning i was rolling my eyes at the thought of swooning for him and now i was begging him to finger me?

His middle finger brushing over my clit had my thoughts rushing away as i moaned much too loud making him chuckle

“Remember there are others hear” he reminded while flicking his finger over my slippery sphere. My body tightened momentarily as i whimpered. His fingers moved quick and pressed down a little heavier every however many seconds. The pressure on my clit made the pressure inside me grow too. The sensitive bundle of nerves had my hips lifting to meet his touch, what i imagine to be a ball of electricity spinning together was forming in my lower abdomen

A finger pushing inside of my fluttering walls, i moaned loudly and he shushed me, he leaned down to push my face into his neck while he slid his finger in and out of my body, his thumb was quick to keep my needy clit company. My lips latched onto his smooth skin, i sucked harshly in hopes of leaving my own marks on him while he added another finger.

“Say my name” he muttered, I whimpered softly and his other hand patted the top my ass

“Say it”

“Klaus!” I moaned into his neck giving in to his command

“That’s it love, keep going, quietly” he whispered as his fingers curled inside of me. The electricity growing while i chanted his name

“Good girl, good girl” he repeated as he managed to get a third finger inside me. I could feel my walls stretching around his hand as I squirmed in pleasure

“Oh god- I’m going to cum on your desk” i cried throwing my head back

“Yeah? You gonna cum on my hand love?” He asked huskily

“Fuck- I’m- and you’re- oh god” my mind was running a thousand miles per minute as i took in the situation. Despite how wrong everything we were doing was my body craved him. His fingers were reaching just the right spot inside me to have my legs shaking, my walls squeezing his hand tightly while my nails dug into the wood below.

“Be the good girl i know you are and let go for me, come on darling” he encouraged making me muffle my moans into his neck again, my blunt teeth nipping his skin.

A hand brushed at my jaw as his thumb stroked my cheek. My mouth hung open though no sounds escaped as I finally came around his fingers, i could feel it spill between my thighs to the desk while i panted with my head tucked under his chin while he whispered sweet things to me.

Just as i was about to say something we heard someone knock at the door, blood drained from my face as i clutched his shirt

“Shh sh” he hushed while pulling me down from the desk

“Who is it?” He called

“Mr Mikaelson? I’m on my way out now, there’s only one or two others here, have a good evening” one of the other teachers yelled through the door

“Of course, you too miss” he replied while he threaded his fingers through my hair

“That was terrifying” I uttered and he laughed breathily

“Perhaps next time we’ll go to my house” he offered tilting my jaw to look at him

“Uhuh and the time after that maybe I’ll be waiting under the table for you” i giggled and his eyes blackened

Before he could speak however my phone went off, my mother.

“Oh i have to go” i mumbled and he nodded

“I’ll see you tomorrow morning yes?” He asked while he quickly wiped my legs with some hand wipes he had on his desk

“Can i have my underwear back?” I questioned trying to control my blush

“I’m afraid i need those, I think I’ll make a collection hm?” He smirked as he kissed my lips once more

“You are a dirty man” I muttered

He simply hummed in return and tugged my skirt to cover a little more of my ass

“Careful when you walk, although a pretty skirt, it is a tad bit short” he muttered feeling my ass through the material

“Should i pick a longer one?” I asked pushing back into him again

“Absolutely not”

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eviesaurusrex · 2 years

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Harry Styles x fem!reader

Faceclaim: Dakota Johnson

author’s note: I don’t know what you’re talking about. That’s not pt. 4, nope. It’s obviously a Fata Morgana, yep. This one will deal with my love for soon-to-be dad!harry and is long, super long. I am sorry. (no I’m not)

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pt. 5 is here

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yourinstagram Reaching 20 weeks today, and I forced Harry to get me the hell to IKEA. He wants to furnish the nursery completely with Gucci stuff, and I’m not having any of that (sorry, H, for being so grumpy to you) because I would never dare to touch anything in there. Fun fact: IKEA has been my one true love ever since college, and don’t let the tabloids tell you otherwise. I was the average poor student who worked in the library and at a Starbucks because NYC rents were already on steroids back then.

PS: LOOK AT THE CUTE DINOSAUR I’VE FOUND!! I named him Littlefoot. My upbringing is showing now, doesn’t it?

PPS: My feet are killing me. My back is killing me. I think Harry wants to strangle me as well because I won’t shut up about the tragedy involving an ice cream following gravity because I was too stupid to hold it. And I’m having a baby. Good luck, little bean 💀

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imsebastianstan Write “I hate Watermelon Sugar” and I’m on my way 👀

↳ yourinstagram And you’re calling yourself my bestie. How disappointing.

↳ imsebastianstan It changed again?! It’s the seventh time this week! And it’s only Tuesday!

↳ yourinstagram I am pregnant, thank you very much. I have mood swings!!!

↳ imsebastianstan And taste swings, apparently.

↳ yourinstagram I hate you. I’m calling for Harry now and disturbing his workflow because you’re so cruel to me that I need reassuring cuddles. Well done, Stan. (I still love you)

↳ yourfan1 I want their friendship in my life 🥺

↳ sebastianstanstan Their friendship is a life goal.

harrystyles No Gucci as furniture, but I can’t offer you a No Gucci-policy in their closet, darling x

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↳ yourinstagram I can live with that. You got yourself a deal 🤝🏼

↳ gucci We would be honored to dress Baby YLN-Styles!

↳ alessandro_michele I may already work on some pieces for the little one ❤️

↳ harrystyles ❤️ x H.

whoisharry Am I allowed back on the couch? You mentioned a craving for watermelon and cuddles - I can provide both, my fair maiden

↳ lolthisnotme Permission granted, fine sir ❤️

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lizolsen There never was a woman who rocked the baby bump better than you do ❤️

↳ yourinstagram Stop it, Liz 😭❤️

tomholland2013 I can’t believe that we saw each other only… what, three months ago? Mini-YN is growing so fast 🥹

↳ yourinstagram Tooooom, you are just the sweetest of them all 🥺❤️

↳ tomholland2013 Ha! Take that, Mackie and Stan!

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↳ marvelbunch Tom’s dream came true 😂

hsfan1 Gucci is making furniture???? 😦

↳ hsfan2 For Harry? They would manufacture a damn car if he wanted one. So, furniture is easy.

↳ hsfan1 Tbh, that’s true.

eonline YN LN and Harry Styles were spotted today at Heathrow Airport!

Check out the link in our bio to see more pictures of the Hollywood couple!

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internetidiot1 She looked so ugly 💀

Internetidiot2 Not sure if she’s even pregnant. It’s probably only show lol

hsfan1 Did you ever hear something about privacy and boundaries???

↳ yourfan1 Nope. They love to pester these two 🙄

yourfan2 So much about “We’re not forcing ourselves on poor celebrities, we are respectful.” I call bullshit! I saw them on my way from baggage claim, and YN always looked to Harry and clung to his arm while you idiots screamed for another photo. She was so scared and held her jacket protectively in front of her bump because she seemed to think you idiots would hurt her baby 😤🤬

↳ hsfan2 That’s so awful 😡 My poor babies 🥺

↳ ynandharry A friend of mine works at Heathrow, and she told me that YN cried when they arrived at the waiting car, and Harry shielded her with his body all the damn time. Ever since hearing that, I’ve been fuming 🤬

↳ yourfan2 🥺😭

↳ hsfan2 I fucking hate them with my very being 🤬

hsfan3 I really hope Harry files a restraining order against the rubbish you paparazzi are.

↳ hsfan4 I’m pretty convinced that Jeff already has some of them in his death note.

↳ hsfan3 Hopefully e!garbage is in it.

annetwist So glad to have everyone back at home ❤️

[📸 yourinstagram]

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gemmastyles How is it possible to look this good with jetlag? That should be illegal. I had a good night’s sleep and look like shit?!

↳ yourinstagram 👆🏼👆🏼👆🏼 Meanwhile, I’m the biggest mess of them all (but you are stunning, just so you know)

↳ annetwist You two are beautiful as always, loves ❤️

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hsfan1 They all look so happy to be back together!!!

ynandharry They’re currently in the same time zone as I am. WE SHARE A TIME ZONE

yourfan1 Hopefully they could forget about the airport situation 🥺

yourfan2 YN is taking the pictures, so she doesn’t have to be in them. YN is me. YN is mood.

↳ yourfan3 lol same bestie

↳ hsfan2 Oh, more of us?? Yes!

mitchrowland That’s where you people vanished

↳ whoisharry You’ll get an invitation 👌🏻

yourinstagram In case anyone wondered where we are: We’re back in England for some much-needed downtime before the work stress settles in again. Pregnancy is currently taking its toll on me, my body, and my mental health. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy every minute of it, but sometimes it’s just hard to get out of bed or my head (not to mention the pain and swelling ankles). But Harry is the sweetest, most loving, and most patient dad-to-be and partner in crime there possibly could exist. I always was grateful for him in my life, more than I could ever put into words, but now it’s something entirely different. Thank you, H. I love you. So much. ❤️ And thanks to you people for your unimaginable support and love!

Fun fact: The little bean is most content when their dad sings or when we listen to their dad’s albums; what a damn surprise (not) ❤️

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gemmastyles I love his songs, but I’m close to hating them because it’s the only thing I’m hearing as soon as I visit you.

↳ yourinstagram Nah, you don’t 😙

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↳ gemmastyles … I hate how well you know me.

↳ yourinstagram Again, lies 😙

↳ hsfan1 It’s so sweet and almost heartbreaking (in a positive way) how good these two get along 🥹

pillowpersonpp Oh, lovely 🥺 If you think I can help, just reach out, yeah? Maybe some ranting would already help?

↳ yourinstagram Thanks S 🥺❤️

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imsebastianstan Do you need a peanut butter supply?

↳ yourinstagram YES! That’s why you’re my bestie 😭❤️

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↳ imsebastianstan I’ll text Harry for the details ❤️

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↳ sebastianstanstan Seb has Harry’s number 😦🤯

hsfan1 Can we talk about all the content she is gifting us? Like constantly?

↳ yourfan1 Can we talk about how good they are for each other?

↳ ynandharry can we talk about the fact that ever since dating YN, Harry posts things relating to his life instead of sticking to posts about his work?

↳ yourfan2 Or the fact that YN shares things about her life and her boyfriend on social media?

↳ hsfan1 She never did that before??? Like Harry???

↳ yourfan2 Yep!

harrystyles She said Yes.

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hsfan1 🤯🤯🤯

hsfan2 what WAIT AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH

ynandharry CRYING SCREAMING

annetwist The day I met her, I knew she would be my future daughter-in-law ❤️

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↳ gemmastyles And my future sister-in-law 😭❤️

gemmastyles !!!!!!!!!!!! ❤️

mitchrowland You are on a streak. Congratulations, my dear friend. I can’t wait to call her Mrs. Styles (officially 👀)

↳ hsfan3 Even the band knew that they would be endgame material ❤️

pillowpersonpp I think that’s the happiest day of my life, and I birthed the sweetest boy in the world, so that’s saying something 🥲❤️

jefezoff Congratulations man ❤️😍

taylorswift Even though he was off the market for a long time already: Attention, Harry Styles is off the market!

↳ yourinstagram ☺️👉🏻👈🏻

niallhoran Congratulations, Harold! ❤️

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↳ yourinstagram One Direction reunion at our wedding when?

↳ niallhoran That’s a recurring thing from now on?

↳ yourinstagram Yes (even though I’d like to grab some tea with you some day)

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↳ 1d4ever your honor, I love her.

yourinstagram I love you with all my heart. Good thing I saved that ig handle a long time ago 👀

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↳ yourfan1 that’s our queen!

↳ yourfan2 LOVE HER 😂

↳ gemmastyles Smooth 👀

yourinstagram Meet the future Mrs. Styles. Oh, wait. That’s me! 😭❤️

feat. Baby Styles because Harry wanted me to post this picture instead of that cute one his mom took in the garden. But hey, whatever my future husband demands ❤️

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imsebastianstan After everything you went through, you deserve this kind of happiness more than anyone ❤️

↳ sebastianstanstan Get yourself a supportive bestie like Sebastian.

↳ yourinstagram I’m gonna play matchmaker so hard, mister.

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harrystylesforever We need to talk about how he is holding her bump.

↳ harrystylesfanpage It’s so protective 🥹 I only can imagine how much love he must feel ❤️

chrisevans Congratulations, bee ❤️❤️❤️

paulrudd And there she goes, out in the world. I feel like a proud dad 🥹

↳ robertdowneyjr And what I’m supposed to say?! I’m practically her big, protective brother!

↳ yourinstagram The best on-screen brother in existence. Well… formally in existence. It’s okay, people, I made myself cry with this one.

↳ yourfan1 STOP RIPPING MY HEART IN TWO 😭 I miss the Stark Duo 😭 #bringbackthestarkduo Congratulations, queen 🥹

gemmachan After wiping so many tears off your beautiful face, I’m so blessed to see how everything developed in the past years and how you became your happiest self ❤️

ynandharry IT IS HAPPENING!!!

simuliu Congratulations, YN ❤️

lizolsen People are looking weird because I’m standing in a line at target and crying over my phone ❤️

harrystyles My entire world in one picture x H.

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↳ hsfan1 Imagine a world where Harry is your soon-to-be husband and baby daddy. YN is living the life.

↳ hsfan2 Not crying, nope.

↳ yourinstagram Harryyyyyyy 😭❤️

lolthisnotme We need to talk about the stunning, gorgeous, and otherworldly ring Harry casually pulled out of his jacket pocket (well, more the black box where this masterpiece was hidden). I may or may not already have cried before he even had the chance to open the lid, and I think I suffered a heart attack after he did exactly that. Am I still alive anyway??? Is this the afterlife? Heaven? I don’t know, and I don’t care BECAUSE I AM THE HAPPIEST WOMAN ON THE ENTIRE PLANET DEAL WITH MY HAPPINESS PEW PEW PEW!

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gemmastyles Can I tell her?

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↳ lolthisnotme What????????? 🧐🧐🧐

↳ gemmastyles Pssssh 🤫

↳ lolthisnotme Harry is getting some groceries - without me. Could take a while. You can tell me. I won’t tell anyone 👀

↳ whoisharry I still have my phone with me, darling. And yes, you can tell her, Gem 👌🏼

↳ gemmastyles HE DESIGNED IT

↳ lolthisnotme hajslskdklaodjsjsmdhdiwl

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↳ gemmastyles Told you she would love it *proud sister*

↳ lolthisnotme H 🥺🥹 Expect more kisses than anyone has ever received (if you get chocolate, marshmallow cream, cheese, and cucumbers)

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↳ gemmastyles Pregnancy cravings are having a wild week, I see.

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gemmachan You are very much alive 😋 It is the most beautiful ring I have ever seen. Your fiancé has excellent taste and imagination ❤️

↳ lolthisnotme Right? Right?!

mitchrowland Every single gift for Christmas and birthday has to compete with this one now. You did good, Haz. I don’t want to be you 😂

↳ lolthisnotme He is gifting me his presence and love; that’s all I ever wanted for Christmas and birthday (and an annual supply of bath bombs; I’m a simple girl) 👀

↳ whoisharry And worn clothing items to snuggle up to when I’m gone

↳ lolthisnotme Exactly.

↳ pillowpersonpp You two are so sweet ❤️; I wanna throw up (even though I know how nasty and dirty you two can get) And I already saw the ring twice but in different stages, and you outdid yourself, Harry ❤️

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imsebastianstan Good lord, this man would get you the moon if you’d ask him.

↳ whoisharry I would.

↳ lolthisnotme He would 👉🏻👈🏻❤️

↳ lolthisnotme You would do the same for the right woman. I just need to find her for you.

↳ gemmachan She has excellent reviews as a matchmaker 👀

↳ lolthisnotme Thank you, dear satisfied customer 💁🏽‍♀️

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jefezoff He was so excited but also worried since starting to work on it.

↳ lolthisnotme Timeframe specification, please.

↳ jefezoff Oooff. When did he start mitchrowland? About two years and a half?

↳ mitchrowland Something around that, yeah

↳ lolthisnotme I’m gonna pass out on this very couch.

↳ whoisharry Perfection needs time

↳ lolthisnotme So, you’re telling me that you started to design my engagement ring even before we moved in together??!!!

↳ whoisharry Will you have a heart attack if I tell you that the idea started to form in my head after our third date? I’m still standing in line and easily need 10 minutes to get home.

↳ gemmastyles My brother, the romantic, ladies and gentlefolk.

;

Comments, reblogs, and likes are much appreciated! Thank you so much for reading and for the support I got from you so far! Lysm!

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papa-evershed · 10 months

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I’m curious… what do you think are the sexiest gifs of Rob EVER? 😏 I’d love to see ‘em.

I apologize for my late answer but like a weirdo, I was just convinced that my choices would somehow be disappointing. 😅🙈 I just feel like most people are going to expect gifs of kissing scenes or skin but those aren't even the ones that make me the most feral. But I'll give it a shot. 😂

As always, under a read more for length but also for cringe worthy fangirling and NSFW thirst-talk.

Immediately, my first thought was this gif. When I say I adore this man's belly I fucking mean it. He's just so deliciously man-shaped. Tall and thick and soft in all the right places. I love a belly, lets me know that a person isn't too militant and allows themselves to indulge in life's pleasures. 😏😏 (I'm reading way too much into a belly but here we are.) Add in the fact that in this specific scene, Martin Evershed is being the ultimate soft, caring Dad™. He has every reason in the world to lose his shit on Sam but instead he actively chooses to be what she needs in that moment and it's just incredibly sexy because he is a whole ass Man™. I just wrote a fucking novel about this one gif but listen, there's a reason it's first that comes to mind.

The thumb in the mouth? 🙃

Speaking of Act On This, this one too. I'm not even sure if I can put my finger on exactly why this specific gif is one of my favorites. Perhaps because he's usually so smiley (which I adore) that a rare serious/stern look wrecks me. Another reason I want him cast as a villain. Just...yes, sir.

And on the flip side, these because he's just so soft again. I fucking love soft men, ones who don't seem to have that drive to constantly perform their own personal version of hyper-masculinity. (also, I'd suck a random dick off the street to get this in HQ)

I'm a simple creature and I like profiles, noses, and tits.

Like I said, I'm a simple creature and I am no better than any man.

When the right men manspread at the right time? Yes. Yes, that.

When Dad™ shows up to save the day? Get that man a beer and a blowjob.

And while I love it when a man is great with kids...I also think it's incredibly sexy when he's tired of their bullshit cause aren't we all sometimes? 😅

FUZZY GREY NECK? say no more. Also, I'd stand in a three hour long line to wait my turn to ride his thigh like he was the carousel at Disney World. I said what I said.

Hutch. Just Hutch. Everything about the character was sexy. And bless this t-shirt. The shoulders. The arms. The fuzzy neck. The nose. He could 100% talk me into sleeping in that creepy ass cabin and much like Phil, we'd also wake up naked and calling out to God.

Annnd because I feel like it's expected and it does deserve attention, this kiss with Papa E. Listen. Listen. So many fucking onscreen kisses go from 0 to 60 in .000005 seconds. Just immediate face-fucking right out the gate. And IDK about y'all but that shit just isn't enjoyable in real life. Don't assault my fucking face like a Dallas Cowboy's linebacker. 🙃 Ease into it. Warm up. Mr. Evershed will patiently take his time making you so anxiously desperate for more that when he finally does deepen that kiss your lips will be eagerly wet and ready...heh. 🙈

Anyway. 😳 I've been really good about not being thirsty on main anymore and this is still quite tame for me but I'm gonna stop now because this post could go on all night. 🫠

#y'all can't see me like this

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count-alucard-tepes · 1 year

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Your OP hotties confess their love to their s/o

Kizaru✨

He would take them out for dinner one evening and afterwards he would take them for a walk before he would confess his feelings. He had no reason to wait any longer.

Akainu🌋

He would write them a letter and then send it to them with a flower that was picked up from his personal garden. If they would come to his office later, that’s how he’d know if they were interested or not.

Ryokugyu 🌱

He would just straight up tell them how he’s feeling and if they’re into him. He’s not one to feel shy or wait for endless amounts of time.

Fujitora 🐅

He would be shy about so it would take him a long time to actually come out with it. Ryokugyu would have to encourage him to just tell his crush how he feels and he’d do it while they’re alone maybe at the office or at the park.

Sir Crocodile 🐊

He is not someone who would do this unless he literally cannot think of anyone or anything else and this would take him at least a year as he doesn’t want to set himself up for disappointment. He would arrange an intimate dinner before confessing his feelings to his S/O and then probably ask them to move it because it’s a huge step for him.

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩

He would probably never confess how he feels. He’s a total fuck boy who’s in his 40s so there’s no way he’s not gonna manipulate several girls into thinking he cares for them but he just wants to keep them around him. Good luck to who ever thinks he’s in love with them 😂

Benn Beckman 🔫

He would need some convincing to be able to confess his love, he doesn’t want to come too strong but he knows that he needs to do it. So he builds up the courage to take his S/O for a walk on the beach and then confesses.

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡

He would take his time to think about his feeling before he would approach his S/O to confess as he worries that maybe there’s some part of his S/O that doesn’t feel the same.

Killer🔪

He would wait until he feels like his S/O is reciprocating his affections before he confesses which isn’t too long after he thought about it. He is someone who is strategic and good at analyzing situations so he knows when it’s an appropriate time to confess.

Kaido🐉

He just out right says it when he’s drunk and he doesn’t give any fucks. He just wants to know if his S/O feels the same or not. He doesn’t have time to waste.

King👑

He knows with experience when it’s the appropriate time to confess and does so when he feels secure in the relationship. He would then like the relationship to move onto the next step like moving into together or getting engaged. I

Queen👑

He would immediately confess as he can’t contain his feelings any longer and would want to know how his S/O feels about him and their relationship too. He wants to feel secure and have the person love him as much as he loves them.

Izou🔫🔫

He talks to Whitebeard about it and tries to get some advice on what he should say. He needed his ‘dad’ to help him out as he’s never felt this way before. When he does confess, it’s from the heart as he just can’t hide his feelings anymore.

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ellievickstar · 1 year

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The Name of Love (Eris Vanserra x reader)

A/N: This is just a short story to boost my imagination, I loved this concept but I’m a little lazy to write it so I hope this turned out well because I really had to push through and endure here T^T

Summary: After a long time of enduring what she thought was a loveless marriage, YN finally decides to leave the High Lord of the Autumn Court (Eris, not Beron. Beron is dead 🥳)

Inspired? Yes! By In The Name of Love by Bebe Rexha

Requested? No.

Warnings: Heart break, angst, lack of self-esteem, more angst, unstable author (My friend wrote the last part but we all know it’s true 😂)

*I would put art here but I can’t draw for shit*

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YN POV:

You huffed as you straightened the front of your skirt. Today was the day you were finally leaving. You smiled at the thought as you pushed open the heavy double doors to the throne room. Eris was on break, however, he still seemed to be filling in some paperwork.

He looked up at you once and rolled his eyes as he looked back down at his paperwork, “I told you not to disturb me when I-” “I’m leaving,” You interrupted as you took off the wedding band he had given you years ago. You didn’t know what to expect, maybe some sort of acknowledgment or a goodbye, or maybe even a plea to stay. But, nothing, he simply hummed as if trying to get you to leave, not even paying attention to you. You looked down as disappointment filled you and bitterness. This was why you were leaving. You were tired of this, this negligence. Sure, Eris sometimes bedded you for his own needs and enjoyment but you wanted more. You wanted love and happiness.

Now that his father had been long dead and he no longer needed you, and now that Keir was dead as well and could no longer force you to stay here, you were leaving. You turned around and left. The guards shifted uncomfortably, opening their mouths to say something but you shook your head. For years the guards have watched you struggle and you had created a sort of sibling bond with them. You didn’t want to leave them but you couldn’t bring yourself to stay any longer, and with someone else on the way…

By the time you reached your room, tears had filled your eyes. Eris Vanserra wasn’t cruel like his father, but he wasn’t too compassionate either. There was a certain balance he had and you had loved that about him. You had held out hope that one day you would be able to settled down and sort things out together, but he still ignored you everyday. You were so tired.

“We’ll be okay,” you said softly as you placed a hand over your still flat abdomen. You had found out this morning. Maybe, that was what made you decide to leave, but the fact remained that you couldn’t bring a child into a loveless environment like this. He might not have a father if you left, but that was better then knowing that your father couldn’t care enough to love you.

And so you began to pack.

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Eris POV:

A second opening of the double doors caught my attention, YN didn’t usually come more then once a day during my breaks and I had been so busy earlier I hadn’t realised she left. Most of the time she offers to spend time together, or brings food that I don’t touch, I hadn’t paid attention to what she said so I wonder why she came back, however, her visits were always welcomed.

“My lord,” A timid voice squeaked out. It was one of the handmaidens. I frowned as I glanced up. “Speak,” I ordered, already annoyed and disappointed that it wasn’t my lovely wife. I still had so much paperwork to get done and being distracted wasn’t good, but, the next few sentences the handmaiden said had me sprinting out the doors.

“The lady has left the grounds sir, I assumed she was going for a walk but she had taken quite a large bag with her, and she left behind her wedding ring, sire” She stuttered out, seeming completely dazed. “What?” I shot out of my seat, “She didn’t even tell me anything before leaving-” “She did,” One of my guards cut in. Amber, she was one of my first few female guards I had hired after my fathers death, and I remember she grew quite close with YN. “What do you mean,” I demanded. “She told you, she told you she was leaving. So either you were deaf, or you just couldn’t care enough and I am glad,” She snorted. I stalked up to her, enraged.

“What. Did. You. Say.” I growled. Amber didn’t even flinch. “I am glad that she got out of this loveless and ridiculous marriage, with her father recently dead and your father long gone, who is holding her back? I mean, she does have that baby, but maybe it will have a better life outside these cold walls,” My blood ran cold as I processed the guards words. And then I ran. I ran so fast to her room, and there it was, a wedding ring, and a note.

Dear Eris Vanserra,

I have left your home. I had told you earlier but if you weren’t paying attention I’m telling you now. I want more then what you have deemed fit to give me. You use me when you want and afterwards you discard me with no regards, I am your wife for crying out loud! Anyways, I’m tired. I have taken my stuff and I will get a priestess to break our marriage as soon as I am comfortable with seeing you again. If you have or have not heard about the pregnancy, do not expect me to give you any right to seeing him or her. Maybe I should have left the moment my father died, this was a doomed marriage to begin with.

Goodbye, YN

I paled as I read the letter again and again. This must be some sort of trick, but as I surveyed her room I noticed that some clothes were missing, drawers were pulled open and emptied of their cash and jewels. Most of she had earned herself or brought from the court of nightmares. I held the discarded wedding band in my hand as my knees buckled beneath me.

She had left, because of me.

~*~*~*~*~

A/N: I might make part 2, I might not.

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natures-marvel · 2 months

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As asked by @voidsteffy, i am posting some memes i made for the movie ABCD (2013)

Look, I am OBSSESSED with that movie and hence, y'all shall suffer with me. Without further ado, here we go :

(spoilers ahead)

1. Poor Vishnu sir (played by Prabhu Deva).

(out of EVERY fucking one in the film, hes the only person with a braincell.)

2. This is what Vishnu sir does in the entire movie. In a nutshell.

(i honestly feel bad for him. These fuckers just drive him up the wall every second.)

3. Rocky and D, whenever they spot the other :

(the hate here is very mutual and very funny to watch. They would claw each other's face off at the drop of a hat 😂

Peak clown behaviour 😂)

4. We stan a man like this. Too bad hes a druggie and later d words in the movie 💀

(look in my mind, Chandu never d worded, he just fell in a coma and woke up after finals and proposed Shaina and they lived happily ever after. Capiche? Capiche?! They are otp okay??)

5. Me @ Jahangir after he sexually harrasses Rhea (who thankfully escaped before anything went down) :

6. The first round of auditions for Dance Dil Se in a nutshell. Srs, the amount of second hand embarrassment and cringe i still feel after 11 years is astonishing!

(no prizes on guessing the 2 morons responsible for the dumpster fire disaster performance 😒)

7. When the real reason of the years long feud between D and Rocky is revealed :

8. Rocky, his gang (and D) when Jahangir tries to bribe them before the finals :

{gotta love the way they blew him off and rubbed salt in his wound 🤣}

9. The guys of DDR, when JDC stole their finale dance routine and Mayur, Rocky's bestie was the snitch.

10. Mayur, you lying, cheating, traitor bitch

(honestly, they had it coming 🤷🏻‍♀️)

(i was disappointed when Jahangir stepped in personally to stop D from beating up Mayur. He deserved even more beating than the ones Rocky gave to him 😕)

All righty! So this is what I have for y'all! Enjoy!!

#kal's memes #abcd (2013)

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cha-melodius · 7 months

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I got a list, so you get a list. 4, 11, 20 (please take this as permission to answer 20 as many times as you want, I LOVE LOVE LOVE writer meta)

xoxo MJ/kiwiana-writes

Ahahaha I will always take a list!! Thanks! You're out here with some ones that made me have to think for a little while lol. (Meta asks for writers link since there's a cut at the end of this post.)

4. Share a sentence or paragraph from your writing that you’re really proud of (explain why, if you like)

Pretty sure I've shared this before in a question like this, but too bad. I just love the tension that builds in this sequence (and the release that comes immediately after this; spoiler alert: Alex runs). From Chapter 7 of Nova, Baby:

Diego chokes out a fake laugh, but there is real fear in his eyes now. “I’m sure I do not know what you’re talking about. You know my customers are never for sale.” “So it wasn’t money, then,” Alex surmises. It’s not that surprising. Batista is good at hitting people where it hurts. Diego says nothing. “How long do I have?” Alex asks. Out in front of the store, a car door slams. “Better for you if you don’t run,” Diego murmurs. Fat chance of that.

11. What do you envy in other writers?

Oh, a number of things. The biggest ones are probably humor—I think my writing can be reasonably funny but not the kind of side-splitting hysterical one-liners some people pull off—and really poetic, beautiful language. Sometimes when I read a really achingly beautiful work I feel like giving up lmao. Oh, and some people just seem to be able to pull off effortlessly sexy writing—not even talking about smut here, but just the overall vibes of the work. I mean, it's probably not effortless, knowing what I know about writing, but it feels that way.

20. Tell us the meta about your writing that you really want to ramble to people about (symbolism you’ve included, character or relationship development that you love, hidden references, callbacks or clues for future scenes?)

Oh man, the meta question. I do love talking about meta in my writing but I never know which fic to pick when people ask me these questions. Ok, this time, instead of focusing on one work, I'm including one piece of trivia about the last 5 works I published lmao.

The post-blowjob scene in Falling Down the Stairs of Your Smile was added at the last minute (literally I had already uploaded a draft to AO3 before I went back and added it) because I just got it in my head that I really needed a moment of Henry telling Alex to stay. I love thinking about all the ways that would fundamentally change their relationship from the beginning.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, I did a fair amount of reading about people surviving on rafts in the ocean for Enemies of the Ocean. There are lots of crazy stories out there, and one of them—Steve Callahan—is referenced in the fic. The most insane part about THAT is that Callahan's boat was called the Napoleon Solo. Yes, really. Too bad the story was for a different fandom.

The sir/daddy pronouns joke in Something To Be Proud Of, which several commenters loved, was shamelessly stolen from @dumbpeachjuice. See! I'm not actually that funny. 😂

I really wanted them to get caught in the rain wearing less clothing in Lessons in Foreign Diplomacy (by which I mean wearing only a shirt and pants and not a full waistcoat and jacket combo), but @orchidscript disabused me of the notion that anyone would be strolling the grounds in such scandalous attire lol.

Although I have in fact visited the Harrods Food Hall, I have eaten only one of the cheeses featured in Will You Brie Mine? (manchego), to my deep disappointment. Someone get me some monk's head cheese, stat. Also I went back and forth about whether to make Henry a baker or confectioner or something of the sort, but the man gives cheese recommendations in canon! How could I resist?

#ask games #about my fics #nova baby #rwrb fic #rwrb

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Not asked, but how do you think Severus reacts to learning that HARRY JAMES POTTER is in love with his beautiful, perfect, adored daughter?

I personally think I'd think about turning Harry into potion ingredients HSAHSAH

Severus would be livid! Potter in love with his daughter? There’s no way his daughter would actually love potter back as well? Right?!

But yes I agree with you that he would definitely think of turning Harry into potion ingredients. It’s crossed his mind a time or two 😂

If Harry came to Severus to ask for his daughters hand in marriage it might go something like this:

Harry had been dating his daughter for sometime now but Severus had always had a small hope something - anything - would happen and they would break up. Much to his disappointment, that doesn’t seem to be the case.

Relatively speaking, his daughter seems happy with Potter but he always keeps his guard on high alert. One time they had gotten into a particularly nasty fight and Severus had to comfort his daughter as she cried and spilled out all her insecurities of their relationship to him in the middle of the night. It had taken all of Severus’ self control to not end the boy right then and there with the killing curse, but somehow they managed to work through that fight and to Severus’ disappointment he had not had the chance. Though Severus was not happy with the outcome, it wasn’t his decision and he trusts his daughter to do what is best for her. No matter how much he disagrees with her choice of men, namely Potter, he keeps his mouth shut.

Tonight she was out on a date with Potter and Severus was reading in the living room by candlelight waiting on her to return. Although she is a grown woman now at 23, he still waits on her to make sure she arrives home safely. As long as she lives under his roof he will continue to do so.

His daughter enters back home around 12 am. He gives her a hug and kisses her cheek when she stops in front of him before ascending the stairs to retire to her room for the night. As he is tidying up his mess in the living room, a light knocking on the front door draws his attention.

Confused, he opens it and standing there is Potter himself, looking rather nervous as he runs a hand through his hair to smooth it down.

“Can I help you, Potter?” Snape snarls.

“Sir, may I come in? I’d like to chat about your daughter for a moment.”

Sighing Snape backs up, allowing Harry to enter, before shutting the door behind him.

“Have a seat,” he says gesturing to the couch. “Can I get you something to drink?”

Harry shakes his head. “No, sir that won’t be necessary. I don’t plan on staying long. Has she gone to bed yet?”

“I believe she has. Why?” he prods, raising an eyebrow at his odd questions. He’s rather tired himself and he wishes Potter would stop beating around the bush so he could head to bed as well.

“I - I have a question concerning her that I’d like to ask you,” Harry mumbles.

“Well, spit it out Potter! It’s late! I don’t have all night!”

Harry swallows hard. “You see, um sir, your daughter and I have been dating for quite some time,” he pauses for Snape to respond.

“Yes, I know. Do go on.”

“I am in love with her. In fact, I love her so much that I can’t see my life going on without her in it.”

Snape’s mouth twists into a semi-snarl. “Continue,” he says through gritted teeth.

“Um, so. Could I please have your permission to marry your daughter?” he pleads with a loud gulp.

Severus frowns and his eyebrows furl together. “Potter, you know I am not fond of you. In fact, I hate your guts. But, as much as I do not want to admit it, my daughter seems happy with you. I do not want to ruin her happiness by telling you no so instead I will say yes. However, if you break her heart, I will end you. Are. We. Clear?” he sneers.

Potter nods and jumps to his feet, desperate to evacuate Snape’s home immediately. “Thank you, sir. I will take very good care of her. I promise.”

“You better. Goodnight Potter.”

#Severus Snape #pro snape #severus snape fic #snape fic #dad snape fluff #dad snape #ensnapemysenses

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Voiceplay Visuals: If I Were A Rich Man/Girl

This video was released on the 24th of July, 2021, and is the first guest feature of the amazingly-talented miss Ashley Diane, as well as Cesar's first video as an actual Voiceplay member! I'm not entirely sure how much I'll actually have to say about this video, but there was no doubt in my mind about me making a post for it, so let's dive right in!

A few things right off the bat:

1. It's cool how the screen "opens up" at the start of the video; I believe Voiceplay did the same thing or something similar with In The Air Tonight iirc (and both videos end with the screen "closing back up" as well)

2. Definitely a bit more of a creative video format for Voiceplay, with the completely-white setting and the cuts between different shots of the vocalists - it's not got choreography or any overly-complex direction (probably), sure, but it's not exactly a "everyone stays standing or sitting in one spot" video either. Shoutout to Layne, who was in charge of this video as well as the arrangement!)

3. Oh my god Geoff is wearing a shirt that isn't just black, white, or blue! 😂 (listen, I make fun of him because I love him, but also you know I kinda sorta have a point!)

(Bonus note: Layne and Tony are credited with costuming in the description, so clearly there was in fact some deliberate thought put into everyone's outfits)

Okay but for real, everybody is styling in this video! (Also one could argue that technically Geoff has the most "simplistic" outfit overall in this video (which wouldn't be for the first time), but I shan't hold it against him)

Also, related to the first image and not the one above, but I'm pretty sure Eli is wearing the same hat he wore in Bang!

Oh yeah and Geoff has a lot of lovely smiles in this video, so, y'know, I'm a fan 😁

(Also peep the bit of grey coming through on one side of his fringe/bangs <3 )

"Please" (SIR-!)

This is a very random thing to care about but whose hand is this? I thought it might be Ashley's, but no, she's got yellow manicured fingernails in this one (very cute btw) (oh and also her top is long-sleeved). It's not Cesar's hand, obviously, and I'm 95% sure it's not Geoff's hand (especially since there's nothing on the wrist. it could be Layne's hand, but does he still have that wrist tattoo on his right hand? So basically, either it's Eli's hand, or one of their behind-the-scenes helpers (Kathy maybe?)

Queen. Love her

(Also shoutout to both Eli and Layne for the lighting design on this one!)

I'm assuming these are all fake dollar bills? (Also how do you do shots like this? It looks very cool. A fan/blower? Someone dropping/throwing them down from above?)

Cesar: *Looking all cool and suave with the dollar bills*

Geoff: Ooooo money! :0 :D (turn your brightness all the way up!)

(I love him)

Go off, Eli! (I like his outfit too!)

Get it, Cesar 💅

🤔

Crazy how lighting colouration can alter the perceived colours of things. Ashley's top doesn't look yellow at all here!

"what?" (girl you know dang well what!)

(I knew this moment would be worth at least a couple of screencaps and it did not disappoint! 😁)

Honestly between Ashley and Geoff in this video, serving Looks (different kinds, though both as powerful), and vocals, well, if I wasn't bi already...

And that's the video! Certainly not a standard Voiceplay video, but frankly does VP even have a "standard" these days? Their music videos can be literally anything, near impossible to predict. Also, this is a killer arrangement from Layne, and one so dang complex that even though I've by and large mastered the lyrics, this is one of the few where I've been trying to memorise the arrangement, but there are bits I forget or can't replicate the right way (not that I can go as high as Ashley can (that freaking riff! girl!) and definitely not as low as Geoff, but y'know). Stay tuned for my next Voiceplay Visuals post! It's probably gonna be a big one!

#voiceplay #acapella #If I were a rich man/girl #If I were a rich man #geoff castellucci #eli jacobson #layne stein #cesar de la rosa #ashley diane #acaplaya analysis #voiceplay visuals

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sugarandspisces-writes · 8 months

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Abbott Rewatch (1.03 — Wishlist)

jacob, the slurping pLEASE

referring to left handed ppl as southpaws?? never heard of that

the barbershop magazines omg

ma’am… that printer is like 100 yrs old

melissa and her many plugs. she quite literally has a guy for everything.

“and that’s a few too many questions” lmaoo love her

“the young man with an earring in his cheek”

“until you wake up and your kitchen is across the street”

“oh lord, the boy is in the trash” 😂

that room is soooo bare

“i like clean :)” oh, gregory

jacob bring unimpressed and janine being so proud of her video

“that thing” *rubs fingertips together* idk why but that made me laugh so hard

“is that european?”

ava turning the hello sign away from everyone and completely defeating the purpose of it HA

“is this an iphone 9? it’s like a walkman”

“can you twerk? it don’t look like you can but i could be wrong” this woman is so FUNNY

look at them all standing around watching the video. so cute.

janine and barb being a mother-daughter duo

child: “i drew a picture of you!” gregory: “oh wow” *in the most unenthusiastic tone ever*

him trying to hide the bag under the desk 😭 please

“maybe the giraffe”

janine being disappointed in gregory for not trying

they really made ava do everything but her job in these first few episodes

i want one of those massage guns!!!

in between the bones?!!

watching janine give out the stickers was so nostalgic 🥺

ava trying to do barb’s voice i’m cRYING

not the the black and white filter 😂

“little johnny” she didn’t lie though, that does have an affect on people

“i pulled out a dollar and she was like viola davis”

ava having an OF 😭

janine’s plan to move to a small town with a tomato stand to escape ONE person is so real

“a comment from luke 14:13” “oooh, what’d he say?” pleasE ma’am

her just dropping the packages right on the table lmao like okay i guess??

“would you just enjoy something? you’re gonna get an ulcer” i can’t 😂

janine panicking like that is so funny to me. that guilt was eating her ALIVE.

janine getting sad at gregory saying he’s only a substitute

“not that i keep count — 27”

aw @ gregory saying he has 26 drawings

lmao not a space durag

no but honestly kids drawings can be so hard to decipher

janine being ready to fight these people for barb LOL

“if you went to the top you wouldn’t be able to find it”; bc ava really said, “let me make the most melodramatic tik tok ever”

“are you gonna give that stuff back?” “oh hell no” i know that’s right, barb!

“your hyperactive little heart was in the right place” this might be the sweetest insult ever??

“i’ll help you decipher” mhmm we know you will ma’am

am i the only one who doesn’t know who don cheadle is? yes? oh, okay.

“where are you seeing santa?” sir in the whole entire picture

jacob trying to make the most out of the printer is so janine of him

mr. johnson just saying “trash” for the whole ep

#abbottrw #these are so fun

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Forbidden Part 4

Words: 3k

Warnings: SMUT! I’m so sorry that Prof Van talks like he’s from a bad porno lol I think I was trying to fulfil some requests from a smut writing prompts list when I was writing it 😂

And just as a heads up if you’ve not read this story before this is probably my smuttiest fic going forward and I’m not the tumblr police but I should probably say minors DNI or something 🫣

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It was wrong. So wrong. He was supposed to be your lecturer, a mentor. Someone to guide you through university and inspire you to do great things. A role model even.

Yet here he was, pushing you up against his desk, whispering hot and heavy into your ear about how he wanted to fuck you, his body pressed into yours in a way that made you almost forget how to take a breath.

All of a sudden the boys that you'd been playing around with... and that's all they really were... boys... fell short on every mark. Your cheating boyfriend who'd cared more about sinking pints down the Union on a Saturday night and flirting with anything in a skirt... The tedious suitors who'd smile and give you compliments in the hope of a sloppy snog and a quick grope at the end of the night on the dance floor... They weren't what you wanted, and certainly not what you needed.

"What I really wanna know Y/N... is where did this attitude come from? And what are we gonna do about it?"

As he spoke you felt his fingertips skim the top of your thigh, playing with the hem of your too-short skirt, catching it and lifting it slightly.

"I'm not going to tolerate it. Do you understand?"

His voice came with an edge that resonated in your core, a simmering ember which flooded your whole body with heat.

"Yes," you uttered, a gasp bursting from you as his cool fingers connected with the skin of your upper thighs.

"Yes... what?"

"Yes... Sir..."

You added a touch of insolence to your words, meant to provoke as you pushed your hips back into his and heard his breath catch, felt him press into you even harder. The momentum forced you forward on to the desk and you shot out your hands, fingers splayed on the wood. You were playing a dangerous game, balancing on the precipice, daring him to tip over the edge, tempting him to break his control.

You felt him tense behind you a second before the pressure of his body disappeared. Dismayed, you quickly righted yourself and turned around.

He stood close enough to touch but clearly trying to create some distance, a conflict of frustration and hunger etched on his features. His voice came sharp as he shook his head, his arms folded across his chest in a defensive pose.

"Fuck... I don't know what I was thinking. We can't do this. If someone found out I'd be fired... there'd be a disciplinary. My reputation would be ruined. I'd never teach again."

Disappointment flooded you. Why would he summon you here to his office if he didn't want to do all those things to you that he'd just admitted fantasising about? He obviously just needed persuading.

And it just so happened that you were very persuasive.

You took a small step towards him, closing the gap, reaching out a hand towards him. "But you said..."

He caught hold of your wrist in a tight grip, instantly stilling you, his eyes flashing dangerously. "I don't care what I said. I must have been out of my mind to even consider this. It can't happen. There's too much at stake here. You'd never graduate... is that really what you want?"

He looked resolute but that didn't deter you. Behind the determination the lust still simmered, that was plain to see. It roiled beneath his cool exterior, blazing hot, like a volcano ready to explode. There were hidden depths to Van, you just knew it. Depths that you so desperately wanted to plumb. A dark side that would be unleashed if you only knew which buttons to push.

"You know what I want Sir..."

You looked up at him through your lashes, devilishly tempting, a smile on your lips, testing him. His eyes hardened as his grip tightened around your wrist, the harsh pressure only fanning the flames of your desire as you imagined him pinning both of your hands above your head in the same fashion whilst he pushed you roughly up against the wall of his office.

"You're playing with fire," he warned.

You just looked back at him, catching your bottom lip between your teeth before you released it with a smirk. "Maybe I like it hot..."

He held your gaze, his mouth a hard line, his fingers flexing around your wrist. It looked like he was going to speak but then he thought better of it, releasing you like he was dropping a hot coal, curses muttered under his breath.

He looked angry, at war with himself. You could tell he wanted you but he was holding back. Like he'd said, he was trying to be professional. Trying to do the right thing. But you weren't giving up that easily. The kindling was ready. You just had to light the touch paper.

You stepped back until you felt the desk hit the back of your thighs, planting your hands on the edge and boosting yourself up, your legs dangling beneath you. You looked down at the floor fleetingly, hanging your head a little.

"I'm sorry Sir, maybe I got a little confused. I thought I was in trouble see. I thought you were going to teach me how to behave?"

Van looked back at you, trying to keep a neutral expression even though you could plainly see the turmoil flickering across his countenance. You could see his eyes darkening now, feel a shift in the air as you ground his resistance down.

"I'm warning you. Do I look like I'm messing around? Do I look like I won't punish you?"

This was good. Time to turn things up a notch. You placed your hands on your thighs, moving them slowly upwards, the hem of your skirt riding up. You fixed Van with your purest little-girl-lost look, eyes wide, a petulant pout on your lips.

"That's just the thing Sir... you keep on promising me but it's just not happening."

You took a deep breath, watching his reaction as your skirt rose higher and higher, spreading your legs as you did, affording Van a glimpse of your black lace panties. You stopped just short of indecency, your hands resting atop your thighs, your bottom lip caught between your teeth, waiting.

But Van didn't come to you. He reached out for the chair he'd pushed away earlier instead, pulling it to him and sitting down facing you, his eyes firmly fixed on the tempting sight between your legs as he spoke.

"Don't stop. Maybe I need to see just how much of a bad girl you really are. Why don't you show me, huh?"

A slow smirk started to spread across his lips as he lent back in the chair, a casual pose with his head cocked back. You weren't expecting this, you were expecting him to pounce on you, tear at your clothes, ravage you. You thought he'd lose control. But as you were coming to realise, for Van the thrill was all about being in control. That's what got him off. He was testing you.

"Sir?" You began, hearing the uncertainty in your voice, your fingers twitching on the hem of your skirt as you wavered, unsure what to do next.

He just looked right at you, a challenge in his eyes, his fingers drumming a soundless beat on his splayed thighs, waiting...

"Well? Go on then... I'm waiting."

You swallowed hard, willing your breathing to calm, gripping the hem of your skirt and sliding it even further up until it was bunched up around your thighs, completely exposing you. A scarlet flush rose up your body and stained your cheeks. Van's eyes roamed hungrily over you, brimming with lust.

"Does it make you nervous when I stare?"

"No," you countered quickly, too quickly. Trying to hide the fact that your heart was pounding against your rib cage and your hands were trembling. But you weren't backing down. You were going to see this through.

"Show me then..."

You were breathing heavily now, every part of your body feeling hot as the fingers of one hand tracked slowly across your inner thigh, catching on the fabric of the edge of your panties. You paused for a second, faltering until you saw the fire in Van's eyes, urging you on. You reached down, a solitary fingertip brushing lightly over your sweet spot, a tiny whimper escaping your lips as you realised exactly how turned on you were.

"Fuck..." Van muttered under his breath, his eyes hooded, his lips slightly parted. He couldn't take his eyes off you as you took a deep, shaky breath and started to slowly circle your clit over the thin lace, your eyes fluttering shut as a tremor shot through your body.

You couldn't quite believe what you were doing on your Professor's desk, legs spread for him, pleasuring yourself whilst he watched on. Fire burnt on your cheeks and raged in your core as you opened up your eyes and saw the predatory glimmer in Van's, his pupils blown wide, his mouth agape.

"You are a bad girl aren't you? Tell me... is this what you do when you think of me?"

"Yes," you breathed, squirming with your confession and the way your caresses made you feel, the way that Van watching you like this made you feel simultaneously vulnerable and powerful.

"So bad..."

He tutted quietly, teasingly, slowly shaking his head.

Adrenaline was coursing through you, heightening all of your senses, pressure building in your core as your fingertip pressed more insistently over the fabric which felt damp now. You imagined that it was Van's fingers caressing you instead, inching you towards your peak.

He shifted in his seat and you paused, looking at him with wide eyes.

"Did I tell you to stop?" His voice was smooth, rich and deep with a bite that turned your insides to jelly.

"No Sir," you replied immediately, resuming your ministrations under his watchful eye.

"Now... I want you to tell me what you want. I want to hear you say it. Tell me... tell me what you've been fantasising about."

Your cheeks were aflame now, the wild thoughts that you'd been imagining running through your head, arousing you even more.

"I want you... please... please Sir... I want... I want you to fuck me."

The words slipped out of you hurriedly, desperate sounding, but you couldn't help it. You were desperate. Your whole body was pulsing, yearning for his touch.

But still he didn't come to you, he just shifted again in his seat, his eyes blazing as he considered your plea. He raised a hand to rest on his chin as he tipped his head further back, one eyebrow slightly raised as he watched you intently, his smile widening in satisfaction. He was fully enjoying your need, drinking it in, seeing how far you were willing to take this.

"Oh Y/N, you never learn, do you? You always want the reward without putting in the work. The good grades with minimum effort. Well, not this time. I'm gonna need you to work a bit harder for me. You think you can do that?"

You paused, your mouth dry as you sucked in a breath, your tongue darting out to wet your lips.

Could you do this? You already knew the answer to that.

"Uh-huh..."

He didn't respond, just nodded his head, urging you to carry on, satisfied with the power he held over you. The fact that he could have asked you do anything at that precise moment and you would have complied without hesitation.

He wanted a show? Well... you'd give him one.

You fixed him with a steady stare, your nerves still bristling but beginning to melt away slightly as you felt your confidence rising. Your fingers moved across the lace, deftly hooking underneath and moving it aside. Van swallowed hard, his breathing deepening.

You could already feel how wet you were before your fingertips slipped down through your folds and your whole body shuddered as you inched a solitary finger inside. You locked your gaze with Van, satisfied to see his face flushing and his hands clenching around his thighs. You sighed as you plunged your finger into your tight heat before sliding it upwards, moving it smoothly over your clit, spreading the slick of your arousal. It felt so good that you couldn't help the urgent moans that fell from your lips from the sensation. You circled your clit, slowly and precisely, the pressure sending shivers through you, your legs spread as wide as you could, trembling against the wooden desk.

You were so close now, teetering on the edge. You looked at Van with pleading eyes, trying to discern whether he'd leave you like this, working yourself up to a point of no return until you fell completely apart with him watching on. A shuddering, whimpering mess before he'd even touched you. The thought filled you with shame but aroused you more than you cared to admit.

"Please Sir..."

Your words trailed off into a drawn out sigh. You could feel the tight white knot of pleasure in your core beginning to unfurl. You closed your eyes, ready to let go...

That was when you heard the sound of his chair scraping on the carpeted flooring and your eyes flicked open. He closed the small gap between you in just a few long strides, his eyes like steely gems burning into you. He reached a hand down between your thighs, once again gripping your wrist, his fingers curled tight as a vice as he firmly pulled your hand away.

You gasped, feeling cheated, your whole body aching for a release as he pulled your hand upwards, thrusting your glistening fingers into your face.

"Baby, look at the mess you're making."

You looked past your hand at Van's face, watched the slow, sly smile growing on his lips just before he spoke.

"What? You really didn't think I was going to let you come did you? Bad girls don't get rewarded, you should know that by now."

"But..." you began but your words were cut off as he pulled your hand towards him, his tongue darting out to lick at your fingers. He did it slowly, watching you intently as he licked your fingers clean, a wicked glint in his eye that made your stomach flip and your cheeks burn.

It wasn't often that you were lost for words but you were speechless now, watching on whilst he savoured the taste of you, humming in approval as he finally pulled away.

"Fucking delicious... just as I expected..."

You squirmed before him, your whole body aflame, your mind scrambling for an appropriate response to this situation which had escalated wildly, a teasing glimpse into whatever wild encounters might follow on from this.

"What's up Y/N? Cat got your tongue? You normally have a smart comment for every occasion..."

He released your hand and stepped back, regarding your flustered state with amusement. You quickly smoothed down your skirt, swinging your legs closed, pressing your thighs firmly together. The need still throbbed between your legs but you knew he wouldn't sate it. This was your punishment for your bad attitude and your tardiness, your inability to follow the rules and conform.

The rules of the game had been set, and now it was up to you to make a move.

"What... what if..." you began, stuttering, trying to find the right words. "What if... I was good? What then?"

He just smiled, sultry and mysterious. "Why don't you try it and find out?"

The loud rapping on Van's office door was sharp and urgent enough to make you jump. You hopped down off the desk in an instant, faltering slightly on your still shaky legs.

"Fuck," Van cursed under his breath, his eyes darting between you and the door, his hands pulling at his clothing, adjusting his jeans where you could clearly see the prominent bulge of his arousal.

"Who is it?" He called loudly, then he turned to you, his voice dropping to a quiet hiss. "Not a word... okay?"

"Uh-huh," you nodded quickly, pulling your skirt down your thighs, trying to stretch the flimsy material to a more respectable level which was practically impossible for the skimpy garment.

The deep male voice came through the door as you tried to gain your composure, stooping to pick up your discarded bag from the floor.

"It's Johnny, are you free to talk about those papers for second-marking? I saw you had some free time in your diary."

Van quickly crossed the office, pulling out the chair behind his desk and taking a seat, just in time as his office door suddenly swung open.

It was Professor Bond, fellow faculty member and lecturer. He took a step into the office but then paused when he saw you, his eyes slipping down to take in your skimpy attire for a fleeting second before he looked quickly away at Van. "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't realise you had company. I hope I didn't interrupt anything."

"No, no, don't worry. Come on in Johnny. Y/N was just leaving... weren't you Y/N?"

Van spoke quickly, his typical calm and friendly demeanour returned. You wouldn't have guessed that just five minutes before he was commanding you to pleasure yourself right there on his desk whilst he watched on. You glanced down at the desk then up at him, your face flushing even more at the thought, the feel of the wetness between your legs a reminder of how you'd been pushed to the brink but denied your fulfilment.

"Errr... yeah... yeah sure," you uttered, quickly shouldering your bag. "Thanks Sir... errr Van."

"No problem," he smiled at you easily, an open smile that masked the darkness of his earlier hunger. "I think we've covered everything we need to... for now anyway. Don't forget what we discussed." He paused, his voice taking a stern tone which made you shift where you stood, pressing your thighs together. "And I'll be expecting that assignment submitted by 2pm tomorrow, okay? If not I'm afraid I'm going to have to take this further. There will be repercussions."

"Of course... I'll do it right away. In fact I'll do it as soon as I get back to my room."

He nodded, his eyes still simmering with a hidden threat of a promise just for you, your pulse quickening at the thought of what your reward might be... or your punishment if you didn't comply.

You quickly crossed to the door as Professor Bond moved aside, opening it quickly and stepping through, letting out a huge shaky exhale as you closed it behind you.

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