#there's some stuff in the closet i didn't pull out and take photos of

[rene-darling]

WOULD- he send n00ds? And how?

...would these modern college AU genshin men send n00ds to you?...

...Xiao...wanderer...lyney...

Xiao

No.

Absolutely- not.

The very idea is preposterous and disgusting. And after all, he's heard wayyy too many stories of a person's nudes getting leaked, and he does not want his stuff all out there.

He trusts you, yes. But especially at the beginning of your relationship, there's not enough trust for him to do that.

Xiao doesn't usually go to frat parties, but his friend is the one throwing this one so he felt obliged to go. What could go wrong?

Xiao doesn't drink, nor does he party, but after chugging drink after drink and being sat in a circle playing truth or dare, his tipsy mind is feeling rather- ballsy.

So it goes as follows, he picks dare and gets dared into sending nudes to the last person he's messaged, Xiao's great at keeping secrets so no one knows that you're dating, truth be told- even in his drunken state if the last number he texted had been anyone else, he wouldn't have done it.

But it's you. So his drunken mind agrees. He takes a rather risky photo, some alcohol is dripping from his mouth, sweat runs down his forehead, his back is arched and he gives such a sultry look. Then, he presses sent. The rest of his night is spent partying and drinking more, so his memory of doing this fades into bliss- that is, until the next morning.

Accompanying his painful headache is a certain memory, that makes him physically gag in remembrance, he rushes to check his phone, hoping- praying that you didn't see it- he thinks he's gonna faint from embarrassment when he sees the little *seen* at the bottom of the text.

Fuck. You saw it. You didn't even respond- he shoves his head into the pillow screaming externally and internally- you fucking saw it! And-...you didn't even respond..does that mean you don't like it..? Wait. That's the least of his worries!!!

He's happy about the fact that he doesn't have to see you in his first few classes. But then, it's time for a class that you both have together.

He has half the mind just to skip, but eventually, he has to face you, better be it now than later right?

Whatever, it'll be fine, he'll just explain to you- that he didn't mean it, he was drunk n at a party he wasn't thinkin-

Suddenly Xiao hisses as he's pulled into the janitors closet on his way to class, he swiftly turns his head to glare at the person who did this- it's you.

"So, Xiao, about the pictures you sent. I called you at least 10 times after those, but..you didn't answer." He opens and closes his mouth like a fish, his whole plan goes out the window as he just meekly stares up at you. This wasn't what he expected, but it wasn't something he disliked-..perhaps...he should send some to you even when he has clarity of mind?

Wanderer

Far too skeptical to entertain such a thought.

If you mention it first he'll just scoff at you and give you a dirty glare "Do I look like one of your whores?" "But baby- you're my only whore not one of them-" expect to get a glare from him the whole lecture, in and out of the class. His stare is practically sending you a death threat

Later, if he catches himself thinking about what you asked of him he cringes at himself and the thought.

He's not one to trust people easily, he's been stabbed in the back, and betrayed far too much to be vulnerable enough and to trust you enough to send nudes.

His head runs wild, what if you didn't like what you saw? What if you decided he was so ugly you needed to share those photos with those around you? What if, what if what if.

It's only later on, deep into your relationship that the thought of sending pics crosses his mind once more.

He's tapping his foot harshly against the ground. He's sitting at his seat as students pour into the lecture hall, his eyes scan the room as he sees you walk in and wave at him, just like always. You sit next to him, but he just can't maintain eye contact.

He has his phone in his right hand, staring at the screen intently as the sound of the classroom processes as background noise for him. Should he? What if you don't like it? What if you just meant it as a joke and you'll actually get disgusted once you gaze upon the photos..?

He sighs resting his head on his desk in contemplation. 'I mean...I took some measures just in case, I'm sending it on snap so she can't save or look at it again..fuck-..it should be fine..right..?' his thoughts are jumbled but ultimately he- "fuck it." And he presses sent.

Now it's just a matter of waiting for you to check your phone, it's like the clock is ticking extra slowly and you're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You heard the ding so check the goddamn phone already- and then you picked up your phone, once you noticed it was your boyfriend who texted you, you glanced at him, a confused expression, he's sitting right next to you- so why would he- oh.

Almost immediately you duck your phone down under your desk, you don't want to share this sight with any eyes that aren't yours.

"..why now? Fuck- you look pretty..?" Your mumbling- he has you mumbling. That's a good thing right?

And- and you complimented him- that means you liked it right?

He's such a brat, sending you a photo of his back arched, his tongue sticking out as he was wearing a short skirt with thigh highs, you could catch a glimpse under it from the picture- in which you could tell he wasn't wearing anything.

Your boyfriend who loved baggy clothes and dark styles was wearing a pink flirry skirt!

Heats pooling in your pants as you glare at him,

He had a smug look on his face- looking oh so proud. Anyways- he thought you would wait and fuck him after class. But once he felt your hand creeping up his thigh his eyes widened in shock as he realized you had no plans to wait until after the lecture.

lyney

Agrees.

Well- he's definitely startled at your request, out of all things...this is what you desire most?

"mon amour- out of all things I- gulp didn't expect you to ask for n-...indecent photos." He's startled to say the least,

But he's not completely against the idea of it.

Your darling lyney is a magician, quick on his feet, he quite quickly puts that flustered face away to replace it for a rather cheeky one.

"Mon amour, I knew you missed me whenever I was busy practicing for my shows but to this extent! my-"

"forget it." His smug attitude is a turn off. At times.

Letting go of the idea you didn't really think he would go through with it anytime soon.

You don't expect anything unusual to happen today, like always you kiss lyney good luck for his show before heading to the audience to watch him perform from there.

Lyney's cheeky grin is noticed by you, but you just assume he's giddy for his show, heading into the audience to wait for your boyfriend,

you hear a ding. And as you open the message you drop your phone to the ground. It's a simple picture, it's of lyney, he sends you pictures of himself on the daily so what was so shocking about this one?

Well- for starters he's naked. Tied up with intricate red ropes, they look tight, especially around his thighs- wait. You recognize those ropes, they're the same ones he's gonna use for his performance today!-

And he does. Flaunting around those ropes in his performance, the same ones from the damn photos.

Lyney walks into his dressing room as usual- that is before he's pinned to the wall by none other than you.

"oh? Are you that excited to congratulate me on today's performance?" As your hand tightens around his wrist he starts to feel even more giddy

"what the fuck was that? " "Hm? Did you mind? It was a present." He's so smug.

"no- the ropes. You used the same ones from the performance didn't you- you cheeky fuck-"

"the ropes are over there, if you plan on doing something you should hurry, I have a fan meet n greet soon~" "oh I'll hurry alright."

You didn't hurry, for some reason unknown to his fans, the magician was unable to attend the meet n greet.

#genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin hcs #sub genshin #genshin xiao #sub genshin men #xiao x reader #xiao fluff #sub xiao #x reader #xiao #wanderer headcanons #wanderer x reader #wanderer imagines #wanderer #sub wanderer #lyney x y/n #lyney x reader #genshin lyney #genshin impact lyney #sub lyney #lyney #wanderer x you

[chaengluva]

Who Wrote This?

Regina Geogre x Fem!Reader: 1.3k words: Masterlist.

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As soon as you walked into the cafeteria, you saw your girlfriend sitting with the plastics as usual, it was Wednesday, you were wearing a pink crop top and a white skirt. As soon as you sat down next to Regina, she pulls you in for a heated kiss, that's how it went everyday. At first you didn't really understand the whole PDA thing but you got used to it after a while. She just wanted everyone to know that you belong to her.

She didn't do anything to extreme, only she could see your body, that would either be done in the closet or her bedroom. She pulled away after kissing you for awhile, Karen and Gretchen smile at them, whistle Cady just looks away, feeling slightly uncomfortable. "Cady, come back to my house today, I want to give you some shoe's." Regina said, looking towards her. "Am I invited?" You ask, she rolls her eyes nodding. "Of course you are, don't ask stupid questions." You nodded in response, and headed to your class which was AP calculus, luckily, Cady was also in your class.

You were trying to write notes but you felt a tap on your shoulder, you turned around, Cady sent you a shy smile, you smiled back at her, and then went back, you could feel a small death stare of hers on you. After a long hour, the bell rang and it was time to go home. You went outside, waiting your girlfriend by the stairs. When she saw you, her face lit up, you held onto her forearm as the two of your eventually joined the others by her car, Regina opened the door for you in the passenger seat.

As she drove, she had her hand on your thigh, her touch was calming you. She pulled up to her amazing house, getting out to open the door for you and help you down. You walked into her house, looking over at Cady, remembering that it was her first time here, she looked shocked at how nice the place was. She then you towards you, making you quickly look away. Regina as about to say something but was cut off by her Mom.

You liked Regina's mom, she was really sweet and you tried to stop Regina from being men to her, but her mom didn't seem to mind. You knew if you spoke to your mom like she does, you would be grounded for months. Your thoughts were cut off by Regina's voice. Walking up to her room, you took your shoes off and fell straight on the bed. Regina smiled at you, moving your shoes to the corner of the room before sitting on the bench to take her shoes off. 

"You're room is really nice." Cady told Regina, making her smirk. "I know, It used to be my parents, but I made them trade me." You got up, walking to Regina's closet to put on some cosy clothes. Something else caught your attention, It was a hot pink book, you pulled it out and walked out. "Gina, Baby. What's this?" She looked over to you, as soon as she saw what was in your hands, she smirked. "That's just something the girls and I used to do." Gretchen took the book off Regina and started to look through it.

Cady and you looked over, wondering exactly what it was. "We cut photos from the year book, and write comments." Looking trough it, seeing that they were all mean comments that they wrote about the girls in our school. You could see that Cady looked a little down, worried they would write something about her in it. Gretchen  started to reassure "Oh don't worry, we only write stuff about nobodies in here, we would neve-" Regina cuts her off. "Gretchen, she gets it! go get the shoes." Gretchen looked around, confused. "She shoes we are giving Cady, Oh my god, you are literally being so annoying." Gretchen nodded, walking over to the closet grabbing them for her.

They were hot pink high heels, you saw Regina smirk as Gretchen handed them to Cady, she smiled, thanking her softly. She looked over at you, but as soon she did, Regina grabbed your chin, lifting it up, pulling you in for a heated kiss. Her hands moved to your waist, pulling your body closer to hers, pulling away, Regina looked over at Cady, smirking. "See you girls at school tomorrow, I wanna spend time with Y/n." Gretchen and Karen nod, Cady just follows them. 

As soon as they leave, Regina pushes you onto the bed. "Be careful of Cady." she tells you, hovering over you. "Why?" you ask, confused. "Are you kidding? She has a huge crush on you." You only focus on Regina's eyes, so you didn't notice Cady looking your way. "But you're mine." She starts kissing your lips passionately , she then moved her lips down to kiss all over your neck, things didn't get to heated, the two you wanted to just hold each other close and stay in each others arms. 

The next day at school, Cady starts trying to talk to you more, you try your best to avoid her, you don't want Regina to get mad at you, or for Cady to get the wrong idea. A few weeks past with the two of having a relationship like this, now it was October 27th. You were studying in your free period, Cady walked up to you, sitting down next to you, smiling at you before she started to talk. "Are you going to the Halloween party tonight?" You look at her, nodding then going back to her study. She smiles, "Me too." You hope that Regina doesn't walk out right now, because she won't be happy.

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Regina was wearing an angel costume, she looked like a goddess, you were wearing a matching one, it was just a bit darker then hers. She had you up against the wall,  kissing your lips, holding your body close to hers, she bits your lip, pulling away stretching your lip, "Do you want a drink?" She asks, you nod, she walks off to get you something to drink. As soon as she leaves, Cady walks past, she's wearing a traditional scary Halloween costume, she walks closer to you. You want to walk away but there is a wall right behind you. 

She pushes you against it, kissing your lips, you try to push her off but her grip is way to strong, eventually, she pulls away. Looking over at Regina, she's pissed, she walks out of the house, you run after her. "Regina! Wait!" You try to get her attention. "Don't start! You cheated on me!" She yelled back. "No. Cady Kissed me! I would never cheat on you baby!" She sighed, pulling you in for a hug. "It's okay, I just panicked, sorry for assuming," You stay in the hug for a while, Regina then calls her mum to pick her and you up.

Once you were back at her house, you changed and washed up, you walked into the closet, changing into her clothes, you saw that the burn book had fallen down, you bent down to pick it back up, but your face dropped when you read the page. 

"Y/n is a slut"

You, put it back down and walk out and see Regina removing her make up, "R-Regina..Who wrote this?" You ask her, showing the page. She looks up at you, stands up, moves into give you a hug. You push her away. "Regina! Tell me!" you exclaim, you can see in her eyes that she is staring to panic. "I'm leaving." You tell her. You left, leaving her dumbfounded and alone.

The next day in school, you walked into the bathroom, you heard people come after you but you didn't know who. "If the kiss didn't work, the comment in the burn book did, I know they have broken up by now." You hear someone say, that's when you realise that it is Cady saying that. You text Regina what you just heard. You can tell that she's mad just by her texts.

You walk out of the bathroom stall, having eye contact with Cady, her eyes went wide, she didn't know that you were in there. Regina walked in shortly after. "I never liked you Cady. Y/n didn't either, can't you pick up a fucking hint? She's mine okay?" She grabbed your hand and was about to leave, she turned around to say, "Oh and by the way, you are not sitting with us anymore."

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#janis imi'ike #reneé rapp #regina george #fluff #angst #mean girls #mean girls 2024 #gxg #lesbian #wlw #cady heron #angourie rice #auli'i cravalho #i love girls #oneshot #imagine #requests open

[strangersteddierthings]

Daily Ficlet 7

I’m challenging myself to write a little ficlet every day, using the prompts from this list. Today’s prompt is recipe book.

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Steve finds Wayne in the hallway, pulling what items he can from the closet there.

"Need some help?" Steve asks as Wayne struggles with a bigger box that seems wedged in pretty good.

"Sure. Just get yer hands up here and ready to catch," Wayne answers, shimmying the box to and fro while Steve moves to follow his instructions. The box isn't by any means light when it falls into his hands, but it's not the heaviest thing Steve's had to catch -don't think about it, don't think about Eddie's limp body awkwardly shoved through a gate. Don't-

"Thanks, son," Wayne climbs back down the stepladder he was on and takes the box from Steve' hands, walking down the hall to place it on the counter. The front half of the trailer is missing, the gate took it, but a decent amount of of the trailer remains (Eddie's room remains) and the government has finally allowed Wayne to return to pack up what he can.

It's better than starting over completely.

"What's in the box?" Steve asks, because it's the only item Wayne hasn't just demanded he load into the moving truck outside.

"It was supposed to be Eddie's graduation gift," Wayne says softly. "'Suppose it'll have to be a 'glad you woke up from yer coma' gift instead."

"Yeah," Steve says, even if he doesn't believe it. Eddie's been asleep months now. They saved the world, killed Vecna, closed the gates, Max woke up, and the kids have started Sophomore year; Eddie remains comatose. "Can I get a sneak peak at the present?"

"It's not much, and ain't nothin' new," Wayne says, opening the box and beginning the process of pulling things out. It looks a bit like the contents of a hope chest. Things to start living on your own with. Robin's mom has one for her that Steve's seen, and even contributed to. There's an envelope of $500 tucked along the side of Robin's chest.

"This was his grandpa's. My dad's," Wayne says, pulling out a belt buckle. "And my ma made this, not for anyone in particular, mind you, but just because she liked to keep herself busy." It's a blanket, thick and a little scratchy when Steve touches it. "And this. This is the most important." Wayne pulls out a binder from the bottom of the box, handing it over to Steve for inspection.

He takes it carefully even though it looks sturdy. Holding it in one hand, he flips it open. He was thinking maybe it would be a photo album or something but it's not. It looks like a recipe book. All the recipes are hand written on looseleaf paper, with post it notes sticking out randomly. "What makes this special?"

"That's his mom's handwriting," Wayne smiles but he sounds sad. "Eddie lost her when he was five. She got real sick, y'know, and never got better. But she wrote out all them recipes. I'm amazed Al kept the thing, but I guess I shouldn't be. No real value in a binder of recipes 'cept to the people close to the author."

Steve looks back down at the binder. He still has both his parents, however distant they might be, so he doesn't know if he'll ever fully understand the significance of getting this piece of someone back. "Does he not have anything else with her writing on it?"

"No, not writing. We got plenty of things they used to own. Eddie's caseworker let us go through the whole house, after Al'd been shipped off to the penitentiary, to gather anything Eddie might want or need. Was supposed to just be his stuff, mind you, legally speakin', but I think that lady knew if we didn't take other stuff, Eddie'd never see it again.

"So, Eddie's got things that were hers. But nothing that's uniquely hers. There's jewelry, and a coupla blankets, but all that stuff is replaceable and not... Well, I dunno what I'm tryin' to say, but that's just stuff that was hers. But this. This was her. Y'understand?"

And Steve does. There's a difference between having something that belonged to someone once, and something that really feels like them when you hold it. Steve doesn't have anything like that, personally, but he knows there will come a time when the difference matters. When everyone grows up and scatters into the future. He imagines a hand written letter from Dustin will mean much more for him to find after a long time of no contact than it would to find his old Roast Beef t-shirt in the back of a drawer or something, moth bitten and musty.

"I can't wait to find out if Eddie's an angry emotional, or a sad one."

Wayne laughs. "He can be both."

#wayne and steve #daily ficlet #just a lil thing for if eddie lived but didn't like... live #bittersweet #my fic

[liqhtheartedd]

❝ adore you ❞ - jk oneshot [18+]

listen to 'dark paradise' by lana del rey

summary: your boyfriend, kook, comes home from work. tired and frustrated. later, he fucks you till you can no longer think for yourself <33 you love it when he has his way with you. most of it is just smut, lol.

pairing: reader x jungkook [ living together ]

warnings: dom kook, sub reader, spanking, oral (both receiving and giving, penetrat!on, cussing, mature language, degradation, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it up irl ya'll), overstimmulation, jk kinda has a god complex??, calls you a slut and stuff, but also he's super nice about it, big d!ck jk LOLLL

word count: 2.1k

you saw his car pull into the driveway of your shared home. the black mercedes came to a hault and kook opened the driver's side door. he stepped out of the vehicle. you loved that he had to usually dress quite formal for work. today, he wore a navy blue button-up shirt with a black suit jacket and black slacks. the jacket was no longer on him though. he held his bag and jacket in one hand and shut the car door with force, eager to finally confront you.

you had been teasing him while he was at work. jungkook wasn't particularly against it either. he liked it, though he'd never admit it. you may have sent him a photo or two with the new lingerie set he bought you last week. you wanted to wait for a special occasion, but you were getting too impatient.

eagerly, you went to go open the door for him. it was a routine for you. whenever he'd come home from work, you'd take his stuff from him and put them to the side, and then he'd freshen up for the evening. you opened the door for the love of your life. as soon as you saw him you could feel your heart flutter a little bit. his hair was messy, some strands framing his forehead in the most drop-dead gorgeous way. the first button on his shirt was undone and his tie was loosened. oh, you could stare at him forever.

"ugh, it's so nice to see your pretty face again," he said in relief as he kissed your cheek. the butterflies were back.

you stopped gawking at the man in front of you, and he came in. he took off his shoes, and you took his bag and coat for him.

isn't he gonna talk about the pictures?

you closed the door to the closet, and soon enough, you felt a pair of hands around your waist. his touch glided across your body, snake-like. he would move his hands all over your body. you felt his warm breath near your right ear.

"you sure are really quiet for someone who was sending me nudes. that too, while i was at work?," he whispered against your neck. his voice sent vibrations down your back. your breath hitched. "what if someone else had seen those texts? did that occur to you, or were you turned on by that?"

he turned you around. his eyes were so dark but you could see the glint of the dim lighting. his eyes poured over you as if he wanted to memorize every inch of you. his hands snaked up your arms. he took you in for all of your worth. he could get high of the sight of the beautiful girl in front of him. you could feel your body tense up as he held you, even though he held you with the upmost care and softness.

he leaned in. his lips grazed your lips. but he didn't kiss you. you leaned in, desperate to get your kiss after such a long day. he chuckles, "aww, look at you. you're so cute." the cute shit he said, made you flustered. his hands held your waist and he pulled you closer. his lips attacked yours. he let out a soft moan, as your tongues moved against each other. he held your face, dominating the kiss, desperate to have that control over you. his kisses trailed from your lips to your cheek, to the side of your neck, and to your collar bone. you put your arms around his neck, holding onto, so you wouldn't fall over due to all the pleasure. he sucked and bit at the same spot. he knew you loved it when he did this. the light marks and redness it left behind. it was like him telling you, that you belonged to him, and only him. his hands trailed down, and squeezed your ass and played with the hem of your light knit sweater.

he guided you to the couch in the living room, which wasn't too far. both of you only broke the kiss to breath. he sat down on the couch along with you in his lap. he finally broke the kiss. "fuck y/n," and his hands reached down to take off your sweater, you guided his hands. as soon as that sweater was off, he started kissing your chest. "you make me crazy," he said against your chest as he took your nipple into his mouth and bit lightly. you were so sensitive. your hands found their way to his beautiful dark hair, "ahh, fuck, kook..." you moaned out. he licked and nibbled at your tits. one of his hands around your waist and the other groping and playing with your breast.

"on your knees, baby," he finally said. he helped you off his lap and onto your knees in front of him. he started undoing his belt. you couldn't help but still be shocked at his hard length. you wanted him so bad. you held and rubbed him through his pants. "i want you so bad, kook," you said lightly looking up at him with your sweet eyes. this was enough to send him over the edge.

you helped him take off his pants, and threw them next to you onto the floor. "fuck, are you in heat or something?" he said with a slight chuckle, as he ran his hand through your hair. you licked the tip of his length. the salty liquid coating your tongue. "mm, or maybe it's just you," you replied while stroking his length slowly. jungkook leaned his head back and moaned in pleasure. "ahh, shit y/n, keep going." you obliged and continued to stroke his hard length, also licking up his length. you took him in your mouth. he was so big for you, honestly. but i mean... who's complaining? as you sucked, he slowly thrusted his hips forward, trying to further abuse your little mouth. he tucked your hair behind the ear.

"come here," he held your face and pulled you in for a deep kiss. he quickly began taking off your denim shorts. you could feel the cold metal of his rings on your soft thighs. soon, you were turned on your back and he hovered above you. he played with your folds as he continued kissing you. "fuck, you're so wet, i can't wait to taste you," he said as his slender fingers played with your wet folds. he rubbed his thumb over your clit. it felt so good. you moaned in bliss. you felt like you were in heaven. kook broke the kiss. looking at your face. you looked beautiful under him, all desperate and ready to be fucked. both of your eyes filled with lust and hunger.

he trailed kisses down your stomach and reached your cunt. he inserted one of his fingers into you. "mm, kook, more..." you said, desperate for more of him. you thrusted your hips forward for more pleasure. then you felt his tongue on your slits. his lips pressed against your clit as he inserted another digit into your desperate cunt. you could hear the wet sounds as he worked on your sensitive cunt. your back arched in ecstasy. his tongue slurping like he was quenching his thirst. he flicked his tongue over your sensitive clit as his fingers pumped in and out of you. you were close. "fuck jungkook, please, i'm-," your speech was broken because of your moans.

as soon as you said that, his tongue and fingers left your wet cunt. "ngh, why'd you stop?" you complained. you were so close but he took your climax away from you. so close.

"well, because i wanted to, baby," his smile mocked you, "you made me suffer at work today, it's only fair right?" his hand crawled up your neck and held your face firmly. "i was so frustrated, sweetheart. do you know how awkward it is to have your cock throbbing while you're in a work meeting?"

he firmly held your waist and turned you onto your stomach. he pulled you closer to his hard length. god, you wanted him inside you so bad. you whimpered from the hot sensation. he firmly pressed you down from the back of your neck. your ass raised up. smack, he slapped your ass, you're sure it left a handprint. "fuck, you're so pretty like this," he said as he trailed his hand from the naval of your neck to the bottom of your back. he took your hands into his. holding them behind your back. "aren't you gonna say thank you? what a cute little slut, huh." another slap on your ass. it stung your cheek. he rubbed your ass and waited for your reply. tears beginning to well up in your eyes.

"ah! fuck, thank you, sir!," you replied and sniffed. your eyes threatened you with tears. he scoffed and kissed the red mark on your ass. he leaned against you, his hard length gliding against your slit. you ached to have him. he groaned, "fuuuck- y/n, you're such a adorable whore, i love it." your arousal coated his dick. and he pumped himself against your opening. he finally let his length enter you. quickly, bottoming in you. "oh! my god.." he groaned as his body weight was against your back. his grip on your wrists got even tighter. it burned. he sank into your cunt. he slid almost completely out and it isn't too long before he slams back into your aching cunt. the force almost sending you forward.

"holy... god," you moaned against the couch with your face on it. your voice muffled against the throw pillow and your eyes rolling back. his dick reached your core. it felt so good. you felt full and complete. his grip loosed and he leaned down kissing your back. "that's right.. i'm your god." he bit the skin on your back, leaving even more marks on your soft skin. he continued thrusting. each thrust violated your throbbing cunt. it was getting to much for you. you were too sensitive for this right now. your hands reached for his hips trying to push to get some distance. you tried to move away.

you attempted to catch your breath, "fuck, kook, you're so-," you said laying there, but before you could finish your sentence, you felt your arms being held behind you again. he pulled you back onto his hard cock. once again thrusting into your wet pussy. your walls closing in on him. "don't you fucking dare, push me away like that." he pulled your body back against his, his hand holding onto your neck. your back and his chest touching each other. you moaned out of the pleasure and pain, at the same time. he smacked your ass again. you winced at the sudden stinging sensation.

"fuck, y/n, i'm close-" he growled into your ear. his groans and moans overpowering your senses. "please... jungkook," you whined through your moans. you were close too, again. "please, cum in me, let's cum together~," you pleaded. you wanted this so bad. you were on the pill, so it didn't matter. the warm liquid filling you up, felt so good.

"anything for you, sweetheart," his grip around your neck got tighter as he moaned against your neck. "ugh, y/n, fuck you're so hot." he exclaimed as he filled you up. as he came into you, his grip on your neck loosened and you were finally able to catch your breath.

he buried his lips and face into the nape of your neck. your back and his chest were now pressed together, with a thin slick layer of sweat between the two of you. he collapsed onto you, as a result you also fell onto the bed, under him. you both breathed heavily in unison. "mm, kook, get off me~," you whined being under his full body weight. "no~," he cooed back. he held your hand and cuddled you. he rubbed his thumb on the back of your hand, "hey, y/n, i'm sorry, was i a bit too rough," he asked. he looked into your eyes with the most genuine happiness and care for you. you chuckled, and put your hand on his cheek, "no, i really liked it actually, you should do that more often, hehe," you giggled back at him. he leaned in to caress your lips with his. you pulled away. "kook...i think we should go take a shower, together." you could see the surprised but eager look at his face. his cute bunny teeth smile plastered on his face, "i think that too," he said. ~ this was my first ever oneshot, i really hope it turned out good lol. thank you for reading ya'll! x

#bts #btsoneshot #btssmut #jungkook #jungkook x reader #kpopsmut #smutty #bts x reader #bts fanfiction #jungkooksmut #namjoon #seokjin #yoongi #hoseok #jimin #taehyund #bts smut #bts oneshot

[imreadydollparts]

Since we're talking about it again:

I brighten and destain ponies with hydrogen peroxide, not benzoyl peroxide.

Specifically, 40vol hair developer, which is 12% hydrogen peroxide mixed in with some other stuff to make a cream.

Benzoyl peroxide wreaks havoc on MLP vinyl completely bleaching out the colorant and that bleaching effect can transfer from pony to pony.

So far, no one knows how to stop the spread once it's begun.

Don't use benzoyl peroxide based pimple creams on ponies.

-

Related:

To brighten, deyellow, and destain My Little Pony, I use a combination of 40vol Cream Developer and heavy UV exposure (The SunBox). This is basic "retrobrighting".

I had someone on Instagram contact me after seeing my refreshing of Blueberry Baskets concerned about how the UV exposure would cause further damage down the line.

This is accurate! Once plastics start destabilizing, they keep on doing it no matter what you do. Retrobrighting isn't a cure for plastic yellowing, it only gives you a little more time.

There have been some blog posts (which I didn't save links to, of course, I never think to) from people that had refreshed old keyboard shells, left them in a closet for a few years, pulled them out again, and they were all yellow again.

As such, I've been checking in on Blueberry Baskets now and then to see how she's looking. It helps that she's a part of my personal collection.

These photos (taken 5/13/2022, 5/29/2022, and 8/13/2023 respectively) are NOT a perfect representation of color because I've changed my photo taking spot's lighting a bit and purchased some color-balance cards since I worked on Blueberry Baskets. It's evident in the softness and lessened saturation of the most recent photo.

You can see that she's a little bit yellow, again.

She's been on display in a basement that does get natural light, which is filtered through white fabric curtains.

#retrobrighting #mlp #my little pony #doll repair #before and after

[teddypickerry]

Hi, i really love your posts, i was wondering if you could perhaps do dating jess mariano hc’s. No problem if you dont want to but anything for jess would be amazing🤍

𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑.

d a t i n g j e s s m a r i a n o h c!

pairings! jess mariano x fem! reader

a/n! oh my goddd i love him so fucking much guys. it’s practically an illness at this point. anyways i hope i did you justice ;)

+ being with stars hollow's own troublemaker was a front page story itself

+ everyone told you your heart would get broken and to not fall for such a rebellious kid

+ but he’s so much more than a gnome stealer with good music taste

+ he always brought you food when you were alone

+ and honestly got a little flushed when you walked into the diner one day in a mini skirt

+ he'd never admit it though

+ but he pulled you into the supply closet and placed kisses all over like he'd lose you in ten seconds if he didn't

+ "is it my birthday today?”

+ getting caught by luke right before the good stuff was gonna happen

+ "really you two? you're that rabid that you couldn't have gone upstairs? you're on food kids, this is a business. you can't multiply next to my cheese!”

+ jess pulling you out of the room before you could apologize (taking luke's advice and taking you upstairs)

+ making you a tape of some random songs that made him think of you

+ lots of the strokes, the smiths, inhaler, nirvana, pixies, and a bunch of random rock songs

+ obviously and i love her by kurt cobain

+ can't forget a few halestorm songs

+ a random knock at your window while you brushed through your hair made your head turn, already knowing who it was

+ he was sat there and raised his eyebrows at you as you opened the windows and he pressed a kiss to your lips

+ he handed you the tape, laying on your bed in the process

+ he denied whenever you teased him for the sweet gesture

+ even though it was all true

+ random visits through your window on a daily basis

+ your mom heard them nearly everytime but did nothing to stop the interaction as long as you were using protection

+ walks through stars hollow with his arm around you are by far his favorite activity

+ besides maybe reading together by a tree

+ ooh and gifting you books he annotated for you while he should have been working

+ taking little pins that say weird shit from record shops and putting them on your bag and on his jacket

+ so you're like always together

+ falling asleep on the phone and luke finding jess after he closed up, cuddling the phone to his ear

+ and don’t worry, he didn’t let his little lovebot forget

+ when you guys were just friends, he stole a photo booth slide from your mirror and kept it in his nightstand every since

+ and not for any weird reason but simply to see that pretty smile whenever he pleased

+ getting pissed off whenever you interact with a guy your age

+ even if you're just being polite or doing your job, he's all "hi" and giving you a wet kiss to make sure that guy knows

+ getting a stick and poke of your initial on his hand because he can. he's jess.

+ and since you're not quite there yet, you wrote his initals on your favorite pair of sneakers

+ "why did you yell at that guy at work he won't talk to me now?" "i told him if he did talk to you... i'd cut his tongue out and make him swallow it." "very mature jess, your psycho is showing." "good, thought i lost my touch."

+ calling into radio stations or camping out by himself just to get you concert tickets

+ luke trying to take a picture of the both of you

+ you smiling awkwardly while jess is simply annoyed but looks over at you, his eyes softening and a small smile falling on his face

+ that picture being framed above the fireplace the two of you share in new york <333

#gilmore girls #jess mariano x reader #lorelai gilmore #teddypickerry #jess mariano #rory gilmore #jess mariano x y/n #luke danes #jess mariano headcannons

[wildgirllz]

can i request something? Where bucky is confused by makeup or a certain type of womens clothing?? Tons of humour??

Here you go! <3

Bucky Barnes had never been one to pay much attention to fashion or makeup. As a former assassin and now an Avenger, he was used to wearing practical and comfortable clothes that could withstand battle. However, lately, he had noticed that some of the female Avengers had been wearing some new type of clothing and makeup that he didn't quite understand. He was confused by the bright colors, the different fabrics, and the various styles.

One day, while wandering around the Avengers headquarters, Bucky stumbled upon Y/N, his girlfriend, who was getting ready for a night out. She was standing in front of a mirror, applying some lipstick and eye shadow, and Bucky couldn't help but stare in amazement.

"Y/N, what are you doing?" he asked, completely bewildered by the array of tubes and pots scattered around her.

"I'm getting ready for a night out with the girls," Y/N replied, smiling at him.

Bucky furrowed his brow. "But why do you need all of that stuff on your face? You look beautiful just the way you are."

Y/N chuckled. "Thanks, babe, but this is just for fun. It makes me feel pretty"

Bucky was still confused. "I don't understand. Why would you want to wear all of that stuff? Doesn't it feel weird?"

Y/N shook her head. "Not really. It's just like wearing armor or a uniform. It makes me feel confident."

Bucky nodded slowly, still unsure. "Okay, I guess I can see that. But what about these clothes? They're so different from what you usually wear. How do you even move in them?"

Y/N laughed. "They're called dresses, Bucky. And they're designed to be comfortable and easy to wear. Trust me, you'd be surprised how much you can move in them."

Bucky raised an eyebrow. "I don't know, Y/N. They look a little...restrictive."

Y/N grinned mischievously. "Oh, really? Well, why don't you try one on and see for yourself?"

Bucky's eyes widened in horror. "What? No way! I can't wear a dress! I'm a man!"

Y/N shrugged. "Suit yourself. But if you ever want to understand what it's like to wear women's clothes, you have to try it on at least once."

Bucky shook his head vehemently. "No, no, no. I'm not doing it."

Y/N pouted. "Please, Bucky? It would be so cute! And I promise I won't make you wear it out in public."

Bucky sighed. "Fine. But just this once, okay?"

Y/N beamed. "Yay! Okay, let me find something for you to wear."

Bucky watched in horror as Y/N rummaged through her closet, pulling out various dresses and skirts. Finally, she settled on a light blue sundress with a floral pattern.

"Here you go," she said, holding it up for him to see.

Bucky gulped. "I don't know about this, Y/N. It looks...girly."

Y/N rolled her eyes. "That's kind of the point, Bucky. Now, go put it on and come back here so I can see how cute you look."

Bucky reluctantly took the dress and disappeared into the bathroom. When he emerged a few minutes later, Y/N gasped.

"Oh my god, Bucky, you look adorable!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands.

Bucky looked down at himself in disbelief. The dress was soft and flowy, and he had to admit, it felt kind of nice against his skin. But he still felt silly.

"I feel ridiculous," he grumbled.

Y/N walked up to him and took his hand. "You look amazing, Bucky!"

Bucky nodded slowly, a newfound respect for women's fashion and beauty routines dawning on him. "Yeah, I think I'm starting to get it."

Y/N beamed. "I knew you would. And you know what? You look so cute in that dress that I think we should take some pictures to remember this moment."

Bucky groaned, but he couldn't help but smile at Y/N's enthusiasm. They spent the next hour taking silly photos of Bucky in the dress, trying out different makeup looks, and laughing until their sides hurt. By the end of it, Bucky had to admit that he had a newfound appreciation for women's fashion and beauty, and he felt closer to Y/N than ever before.

Feel free to leave requests! <3

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes fluff #bucky x y/n #bucky fic #bucky x reader #james bucky buchanan barnes #bucky barnes angst #bucky imagine #bucky fanfic #bucky x you #bucky barnes incorrect quotes #bucky x female reader #bucky fluff #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n

[sweet-villain]

Picture This~ Joseph Quinn 

Author's Note : This whole photo shoot had me screaming and crying.

Smut Ahead

@kellysimagines

Well i had in mind where the reader and joe have been dating before st4 and still are and now they habe that Esquire pgotoshoot together and some are together some aprt from eachother and some are like those couple shoots but they are the type of couple thag never take eachother seriously like always making jokes, and stuff together and they have fun during the shoot bur also share alot of Pda. And in the end at home something with smut? You decide the ending :)

You watched as Joseph got off the phone with his manager as he stood by the window looking out and he turns around seeing you there, jumping as you scared him a bit.

" Good Morning, lovely" he greets you dropping his phone on the couch as he makes his way over to you. " You scared me watching like that"

" I'm sorry, Joe. You're really such a pretty sight to look at" his cheeks beet red along with his ears as he wraps his arms around your waist pulling you to him. " Good Morning, gorgeous" your compliments make his heart flutter as he looks down at you with his heart shaped eyes.

" Who was on the phone?" you ask wrapping your arms around his neck. " My manager, we have a photo shoot with Esquire" he tells you leaning down and brushing his nose against yours in an eskimo kiss.

" We?" you frowned your eyebrows. He nods, " yes we. My pretty girl needs to be there with me. I need you there, sweetheart"

" Awe" your cheeks beet red now as you gaze lovingly up at him.

" There is no Joseph Quinn without you, you know this lovely" you squeal as he picks you up over his shoulder walking back into the bedroom.

" We do need to get ready and I know you like to take your pretty time, sweetheart" he sets you down once he reaches your shared bedroom, smacking your ass as he motions to the bathroom.

" But-" he looks back at, step closer to you as he says. " Be a good girl and get ready, I won't ask again" his brown eyes are no longer brown. They are a bit darker and you know what that meant. He wouldn't play with you later if you didn't go now.

" Yes, I understand" you say. " Good girl" he winks at you, smacking your ass as he makes his way into his closet.

He's going to be the death of you one day.

-

You stared wide eyed with your mouth opened when Joseph walked out from the dressing room dressed in black suit with black flowers on them, but what caught your eye was the mesh shirt underneath. One strand of his curl was over his forehead while some of them were gelled back. He looked so good.

" Close your mouth sweetheart or you'll catch some flies there" He smirked as he made his way over to you. His fingers on your chin closing your mouth for you and patted your cheek. He looks back at you as he walks away, he's ready to take some pictures in his first outfit.

You huffed when he didn't give you much attention. You watch as he gets into the orange beautiful car but you are too busy to stare at him. You licked your lips at the sight of him.

" Y/N?" your attention was brought out to one of the girls that needed you to change. You were going to do some photos with Joseph, " I'm sorry I got distracted" she chuckled looking at Joseph. " I understand, hunny. He's quite a looker."

You nodded, " He's all mine though" she chuckled again, giving you the outfit she wanted you to wear. You chuckled seeing it matched the outfit that Joseph was wearing. As you changed, she talked to you about how you met Joseph and was surprised you two were dating for so long.

" I'm super proud of him, always. He's such a gem given by the world to me, to his fans and to his family"

You walked out of the dressing room and the girl's face beamed. " You're going to have Joseph on his knees" she fixed your hair and your make up. The sound of heels is what brought Joseph's attention and his mouth dropped seeing the black beautiful dress you were wearing with flowers on your sleeves just like his jacket but it was mesh sleeves and your cleavage popped out a bit making Joseph swallow the lump in his throat.

He was loss at words.

" Jesus" he whispered to himself and watches you like a prey as you walked over to him.

" Okay love birds, Y/N? Sweetie, I want you to lean your back against the car and head tilted back with your eyes closed and Joseph I want you to gaze over to her while your hands are on top of the hood with a smile".

You did exactly as was told but a slight smirk on your lips and when the picture was taken, Joseph eyed that smirk knowing what that outfit you had on did to him.

When you turned around to face him, you walked around to him patting his cheek, blowing him a kiss and went to change into your neck outfit.

" Hey Y/N?" you stopped in your track and look back at Joseph, " besides being hot. What do you do for a living?" he smirks.

" Plenty of things like one, being your girlfriend" he smiles and winks at you.

" You two are so cute" the girl that was helping you get dressed beamed at you. " Thank you, sometimes we flirt and joke around as if no one is looking. He's wonderful and treats me really good, I love him"

" He loves you too"

As Joseph was taking photos in another outfit, in purple pants, green and purple vest topped with the same color cardigan with his hair slicked back with one curl on his forehead. He couldn't look better than he already was. He looked hot and you did too, he hadn't noticed you until he heard your comment.

" Looking sexy Quinn" He was leaning against the car door and he had to grips the car door to keep himself stead as his eyes roamed your body. You had on a similar colors as him, but this time your back was exposed and he wanted to run his fingers on your smooth skin.

" Cat got your tongue?" you chuckled as you ask.

" You're so stunning that I forgot my pick up line, sweetheart"

" Look at you though" you made your way over to him and threw your arms around him, hanging them loosely as you looked into his brown eyes. Admiring how good he looks, he always does. This was just sprinkles on top.

His hands were on your hips and you two haven't noticed but the photographer took a snap loving the photo.

" You know, you're like a Sharpie, superfine" Joseph burst out laughing, shaking his head. " That's funny, lovely but god don't use that one"

You pouted about to turn away from him when he grabs onto you and pulls you back in with his lips brushing against yours.

" I love you, pretty girl" the photographer took another shot when you were against Joseph with your lips near one another. You can tell the happiness in his eyes and face as he looks down at you.

" I love you too, pretty boy" he pecks your list.

" I know your busy today, but can you add me to your to do list?" you asked, he chuckles nodding his head. " I'm sure I can fit you in, lovely"

-

Your stomach growled and you had gone out to get yourself a burger, as soon as you opened the box and hold it in your hands with your mouth watering, it was taken from your hands.

" Hey!" you pouted glaring at the culprit to only gasp at your boyfriend wearing a pink suit with a black under shirt. That one curl against his forehead drove you nuts.

" Excuse me sir but that's my hamburger" He shakes his head.

" It's mine now" he takes it and brings it with him to the photo shoot. You crossed your arms over your chest and watches as he stands to take a bite out of it, his sunglasses hanging on one of his fingers. His eyes make contact with you as he opens his mouth to bite it, sends you a wink.

You knew the photographer was going to take a picture of him eating it but you walked in front of the camera and took Joseph's wrist moving the hamburger to your mouth as you took a bite of it. Joseph pouts and that's how one of the pictures came out.

An idea had occurred to you before as you take your panties you have taken off earlier from the back pocket of your jeans and you shove them into his hand that has the sunglasses and holding the white box where the hamburger came from.

His eyes go wide knowing what it is and his gaze turn darker as he balls a fist in his hand with your panties in it, his jaw set as he looks at you.

" You're being naughty" he hums, tilting his head. " You love it" you tug on his jacket bringing him into a kiss while one hand is holding the hamburger while the other has a fist of your panties.

He watches as you walk away swinging your hips feeling his cock twitch in his pants knowing you aren't wearing any underwear.

Esquire was taking a video of Joseph of his shoots that he was doing, one particular one was when he walked forward and winked while biting his lips, though his eyes switched to you letting you know that it was for you.

You had clenched your thighs together holding a moan in because he looked so good and you just wanted to take him to the dressing room and have him fuck you silly.

The photographer had told you to get back into the orange pretty car, he had you pose your heel on Jospeh chest as he held your leg as leaned against the car looking at the camera while Joseph looked at the camera but the way his fingers danced against the skin of your ankle made you shiver. The way he grasped it made you gasp.

" You know there isn't any start tonight to see, but you're shining like one" you tell him as you walk away from him but he grabs your hand bringing you back to him.

" You're being cute, lovely but just wait till we get home" he growls into your ear grabbing your ass.

" can't wait" you giggled running back into the dressing room. When you finished changing into the last outfit, you munched on your hamburger finally and drinking your water when Joseph came out wearing a maroon outfit that looked so nice on him.

You spit out your water staring at him.

His cheeks beet red noticing you have noticed him and the photographer had him sit in the car, he was being shy and smiling knowing you were watching. He was trying to be professional but knowing you were watching, he was being such a cutie.

" Forget the butterflies, Joe. It feel like a whole zoo when I'm around you" he giggled covering the side of his face and smiling at the camera. It was such a good shot and one of your favorite pictures of him. He stood up and he was done for the day, he looked at the photos and noticed you had done your own photo shoot. He gasped at how beautiful and natural you were.

He looked back to see you were scrolling through your phone waiting for him, he can't help but smile as his heart fills with happiness.

Joseph bid his goodbyes and they complimented on how they loved working with him, you stood from the chair as Joseph walked over to and wrapping his arms around you.

His eyes gaze down at you, " Let's go home, lovely."

-

You stepped into your shared home with Joseph as he shrugged off his coat and set his keys down, you took off your along with your shoes heading to the bedroom. You walked to the dresser to take off your jewelry and sat down on the bed, yawning.

Your eyes were closed and you didn't notice a hand run up your thigh. Your body jolted as you look down seeing Joseph's hand.

" Joe?" you asked, looking up at him to see the dark gaze in his eyes. "Aren't you tired from today?"

His hand stopped squeezing your thigh hearing you whimper from his touch, chuckling a bit.

" You have been teasing me today.. you handed me your panties today too.. naughty pretty girl..I need to have you.. sleep can wait"

It didn't help the way he was looking at you making you already wet.

" I'm sorry, pretty boy"

Your back fell onto the bed as his hands spread your legs, a hand cupping your cunt through your pants knowing you were already wet for him.

"Mm, pretty girl.. your already ready for me and yet I haven't really touched you yet...all I could think about is how I come home to you..He says, " how I wanted to bury my cock in you."

You whimpered at his words.

"Turn over" you obeyed turning over and both his hands grabbed onto your ass, slapping each cheek before grasping them in both hands again.

He tugs down your pants revealing the flesh of your ass and he turns you over to see your cunt, all ready for him.

" Look at you, pretty girl. All wet for me, right?" He smirks, " you're perfect, sweetheart."

" All for you" you whimpered wanting him to touch you. Two fingers pushed inside of you making you gasp as he slowly pumped in and out of you. You thrusted your hips up wanting more of it.

" You are so pretty, so beautiful" He praises, leaning down skimming his teeth along your hips before kissing them with his fingers curling in and out of you.

" I'm so lucky to have such a perfect pretty girl. So eager for me" you moaned, nodding your head agreeing with him.

" Good girl" He says before he pulls his fingers out and takes you by the hand making you sit up.

Joseph looks down at you with dark lustful eyes, a groan escapes his lips as you were obeying him.

" I want you to take my pants off, pretty girl. Can you do that?" You listened before your hands worked on taking unbuttoning his pants and pulling the zipper down sliding his pants down his legs. His boxers too.

You took a hold of his cock, rubbing it and give small kitten licks on the tip. He groans glaring down at you. You were teasing him. His hand came to your head, fingers tangling in your hair.

He gasped when you took him into your mouth, hallowing your cheeks, sucking his cock, gagging a bit whenever his cock hit the back of your throat.

" Fuck" he closed his eyes and the grip on your hair tightened as he moans.

You watched as he moaned, biting his bottom lip and his curls sticking to his forehead. The sight made your cunt even wetter if it wasn't.

You moaned around his cock, the vibration shooting up his body making him glance down at you.

" All needy for me, look at you" he cooed, gripping your chin with one hand while the other gripped your hair.

You fluttered your eyelashes up at him. You knew you looked just the way he liked it. This was for him, only him.

He watches as you clench your legs together, chuckling.

" Does your pretty cunt need my cock?"

You nodded, whimpering. You pulled his cock out your mouth as you pleaded. " Please"

He had pulled you up by your hand and sat on the bed throwing his shirt off.

" Come sit" his hand gripped his cock as he pumped his cock a few times. You patiently waited watching as he does, legs clenched together.

" You've been good to me, let me reward you with a treat" He smirks watching as you made your way over to him gripping his shoulder as you sank down on him.

He hisses on how tight you are and clench around him, taking him in. He feels so good. His hands go to grip your hips, digging his nails as you slowly bounce on him.

He watches as your mouth is opened, moans escaping your mouth digging your nails into his shoulder as he thrusted his hips. He loved watching you like this, moaning for him, he loved watching when you were close.

" fuck" he mumbles grabbing your face with both his hands pulling you down, kissing you sloppy sliding his tongue in your mouth. You moaned into his mouth as he thrusted faster. His hands gripped your ass helping you as you rode him.

You were close and he was too. His grip on you got tighter as he thrusted deeper inside of you. He pulled away from you watching as you came undone on him. Joseph hands were on your tits, squeezing as he threw his head back as he came inside you.

He filled you up. He heard you whimper out as you pulled yourself off of him, collapsing next to him. You both were staring up at the ceiling panting.

His eyes turn to you staring at you, how beautiful you looked.

" you okay?" he asks, you were panting still but turned to look at him.

" Yes, that was..." He nods knowing what you mean, he leans to hover above you moving the hair that plastered on your forehead and on your face.

" Let me clean you up" you nod, watching as he got out of bed sliding his boxers on and walking into the bathroom. You heard the faucet turn on and then it was off and he came back. The cooling sensation made you hiss.

" I'm just cleaning you up, lovely" you nod, eyes fluttering closed. You heard him rustle around the room before he crawled back into bed, kissing your forehead.

" Good night, pretty girl" he turns off the lights and cuddles up with you.

" Good night, pretty boy" you mumble.

#Joseph quinn #joseph quinn x you #jewls writes #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn imagine #imagine joseph quinn

[chloe-spade]

Tangled Up Act One: Finally Free

Silver gasped at the body that just collapsed onto the floor of the tower. He took a breath before looking back at his animal friends and just backed away.

"D-did I…" Silver stammered, "Did I kill him? I hope not.."

Epel scurried into the body and began to tap the face repeatedly until he was stopped by Deuce.

"Yeah, he's dead," Epel confirmed.

"Wait a moment, Epel," Deuce spoke up, looking around the body. "He's breathing! He's alive, just unconscious."

"Wow, Silver knocked out that guy good," Ace chuckled.

"Ace," Silver gulped, "Well….I think so. Otherwise I wouldn't knock him out like that. I hope he's not a criminal, or a thug, or a cannibal." Silver carefully examined the stranger, seeing if he had anything on him, like a weapon, but only a handbag. "What if he's..?"

"Dangerous?"

"Yeah," Ace nodded, "Maybe he has sharp teeth?"

"Should we check for anything else?" Deuce asked, "Like, you know, like your father said?"

"I thought you didn't believe what my father says?" Silver whispered.

"Doesn't mean we should check!" Ace called over, "Like, what if he's a demon!? With sharp teeth!? Or horns!?"

Silver gulped before using the frying pan to carefully tap him. First, he went to the unusual ears that were on top of his head, unfortunately, he couldn't remember what sort of ears they were. Then he went closer, removing some hair from his face, and using the and to reveal sharp teeth, but surprisingly, Silver didn't jump or back up, he was already transfixed by the stranger. It was strange, but Silver felt a…a comforting essence…before the stranger awoke and another wake knocked him unconscious once again.

"We need to do something about this." Silver concluded, lifting the body.

"Well, if the sun's location is telling me, your father is going to be here soon," Deuce informed, "We need to hide that body,"

"Or throw him out of the window?" Epel recommanded.

"No."

Silver nodded and grabbed the body. Many trials and errors began to commence. Firstly, Silver tried to simply put him inside and close the door, but the body collapsed on Silver as soon as he closed the door. He thought the door was strong enough for it, but he was wrong.

"How about… swinging him in? No one gets hurt?" Ace recommended.

Silver groaned and tied the stranger around his hair, climbing onto the boards. He then cleverly used his hair to swing the body inside. Which did work, but the unfortunate payoff was that his hair was now stuck with the body, so that was a fail.

"..this stinks," Silver muttered spitefully, opening the door and letting the body fall, "Let's see if I can find that broom.."

Silver huffed and grabbed the broom from the supply closet, and with a deep breath, grabbed the body and pushed him into the closet, using the broom to officially push him in closing the door and grabbing a nearby chair to keep it shut. He sinks to the floor, panting to himself.

"I got a person..in my closet.." he slowly whispered, getting up, "I got a person in my closet..I got a person in my closet!" Silver grinned in victory, taking the frying pan with pride. "And father says I can't take protect myself. I know how to use a weapon." Silver chuckles to himself, before accidentally hitting himself on the head. ".. Nevermind.."

"Hey! We got the body and that'll change your Father's mind," Ace reassured.

"now let's snoop through his stuff!" Epel suggested happily.

Silver rolled his eyes as he watched Epel scurry inside the bag, now messing around inside it. He walked over and took Epel out, his mouth holding a crumpled paper of the man.

"Moonfang," Silver read aloud, "Bounty for 10,000 dollars if caught. If seen, please contact the royal guard of Sol…so he is a crimanal. But," Silver looked back at Moonfang with a confused look, "he has different ears than this photo."

"Well, still a crimanal."

Silver then pulled out an unfamiliar object to him, but all he could think of was how beautiful it was.

"I don't know but it looks very beautiful," Deuce spoke. Silver takes it and puts it around his arm, thinking about it as an oversized necklace.

"…it's definitely not that." Ace declined.

Silver grabbed it and began to use it as a magnifying glass, but resulted in accidentally hurt his eye due to the light.

"No…" Silver looked at the mirror behind him and looked at the object once again before setting it on top of his head, and it fit perfectly. "Wow, it feels.. perfect," Silver remarked, "Like it was perfectly made for my head. And the colors, they just look so beautiful with my eyes."

"It fits you," Epel complimented, "like it was made for you."

"I don't know. This could fit on anyone's head," Silver sighed, taking off the crown, now noticing the engraved letters. " 'Constant as the Stars above, always know that you are loved', to my beautiful son, Silver."

Silver stared for a moment, "Silver? That's strange…I would've remembered such a thing if it was addressed to me. But my father has raised me all my life. And besides, he threw away all make makeshift crowns after I turned 13, he wouldn't let me keep a real one.."

"…or have the thought to make you one," Epel muttered.

"Epel," Deuce lectured softly.

"Silver!" called out Divus from the ground, "Silver, let down your hair!!"

Silver gasped softly and immediately hid the crown inside a bot and opened the window.

"Oh, sorry for the wait, Father!" Silver called out and started to let down his hair, letting Crewel get on.

"I got a surprise for you, my dear!" He called up with a grin.

"Oh, I have one, myself."

"Oooh, I hope my surprise is bigger!"

Silver rolled his eyes and helped Crewel onto the tower. Crewel gave Silver a big hug in an instant, and Silver watched as Crewel began to present a couple of cupcakes, a few drinks, and a delicious-smelling hazelnut soup.

"Father.."

"Oh, my sweet boy," Crewel grinned, "I am so sorry for our argument, and I wanted to do something. And that I am grateful that you are my son. Surprise!"

"I would like an apology," Silver muttered under his breath but he took a sigh and hugged Crewel. "Thank you, everything looks great. But now, it's time for my surprise!"

Silver went over to the closet, getting ready to grab the chair.

"So, speaking of our argument, you thought I couldn't defend myself, but you are wrong."

"How am I wrong," scoffed Crewel, "I know you can't defend yourself, darling. But I am simply happy being your father and we should eat. We don't want your hazelnut soup to get cold, now do we?"

"Aren't you at least a bit interested?" Silver quipped, "I finally have proof of my worth and you don't want to see it? This is what I've been waiting for and now this is proof I'm ready to be outside with you now, to see the world."

"Silver, we are done talking." Crewel protested.

"Trust me," Silver assured, "Once you see-"

"Enought about the lights, Silver! You are not leaving this tower! EVER!" Crewel exploded.

Silver gasps and grips the chair briefly before removing his hand away and taking a breath. It wasn't the first time Crewel had an outburst, but most were about small things, this was more than a small thing, but he couldn't bring himself to do it after that outburst.

Crewel's face softens before slumping onto the chair, resting his face into his hand.

"Great," he moaned sadly, "now I'm the bad guy."

"N-no," Silver spoke up, "I'm sorry…I should've listened to you. and I should've dropped it. I got overzealous again, I'm so sorry."

"Silver," Crewel sighed, "I was young once, and I wanted to do things that proved that I was a strong man. But I have seen so many horrors in the world, and the world isn't ready for someone who's…has a massive heart like you. I was once that boy, and I could never do that to my own son to the horror."

Silver gulped, and he quietly grabbed a stool and handed the brush to him.

"Oh, I can never stay mad at you." Crewel softly said and began to brush Silver's hair, "You always know how to make me feel better." Silver looks back and smiles, humming his song.

"You know," Silver finally spoke, "I decided what I want for my birthday."

"And what that be, my dear," Crewel whispered, still brushing his hair.

"New paint," Silver suggested, "Especially the ones from that market you talked about all the time. And some new canvases? I ran out of space in the tower."

"Oh, that would be perfect for you," Crewel grinned and kissed his hair. "I would love to see what your creative mind would do next. But, you do know that it takes a week if not longer, depending on the weather. Are you willing to wait a week for me, my dear?"

"Oh, I know," Silver smiles, "I have waited before and I can do it again. I'm strong enough."

"…alright."

After the session, Crewel got up and sighed.

"Then I shall take my leave. The earlier I go, the easier I get to the market."

"Smart as always, Father," Silver complimented, "Let me pack some food for you, all right?" Silver took a basket and filled it with enough food for an entire week or even, considering he filled it up to the brim.

"I'll be back in an week," Crewel repeated, "Shame that I have to miss your birthday. I know it must be painful for me to miss such an importance day."

"It wouldn't be the first," Silver murmured before handing Crewel his basket, "I'll be fine, Father. I can…take care of myself here."

Silver sighs and lets his hair onto the hook, letting it down. "You know I love you so much, my dear," Crewel spoke, walking towards the mirror and grabbing his hair.

"I love you more," Silver spoke, watching Crewel slide his hair down onto the ground.

"I love you most…"

Silver breathlessly watched as Crewel walked away, disappearing into the passageway. But he waited for a few moments before he rushed inside and grabbed the frying pan, looking back at the closet.

"Oh, thank godness," Silver chuckles, "I couldn't wait for him to leave."

"That was a trick!?" gasped Ace.

"Oh, that was nice," Epel chuckled, "You learned a lot from me."

"Wait, so you don't need new paint?" Deuce asked, from his hiding spot.

"Of course not. I have enough to fill up that closet alone." Silver laughs, "It's just a way to get him out so we can do something about this man." Silver opened the closet, letting the stranger fall again.

"That is a good question," Deuce pondered, "What should we do?"

Silver looked around and grabbed the chair that held the closet closed. He started to look at his hair and his eyes lit up for a moment before setting the stranger down on the chair.

"This might take a while."

☀️

Ruggie felt a massive migraine as he opened his eyes. The only thing he could see in his blurry shoes and rope..? Was it rope? As he began to feel consciousness, the rope did not feel like rope, but more like…

"Hair..?" Ruggie whispered, "Is this hair..?"

"Struggling..," stammered a small voice, "Struggling is pointless."

Ruggie's ears twitched as he heard shuffling behind a curtain onto the fireplace. Though still dizzy, he could see a figure, a boy, hiding behind it, and after much looking, he could also see that the hair belonged to the hiding boy.

"Should I be concerned about the hair or the fact you basically kidnapped me and tied me up?" Ruggie questioned, "Because this is certainly something to wake up to." The boy didn't respond, leaving Ruggie to feel awkward.

"Look. I just came up here for hiding and now that I did…" Ruggie trailed off. He watched as the boy jumped down from the fireplace and walked closer to him, giving Ruggie a full glimpse of him, which was why Ruggie trailed off. His violet eyes showed no emotion, being uncharismatically menacing.

"I am not afraid of you." The stranger spoke, holding the frying pan tight in his hand, "I will ask you two questions and you will answer them immeidantly. Who are you and how did you find me?"

"Uh, excuse me?"

"I won't ask again," the stranger hissed, lifting the frying pan, "who are you and how did you find me?" Ruggie gulped and looked up at him.

"I do not know who you are, and I didn't know you would be here," Ruggie asked, "today has been a strange day for me and look, if you let me go, I won't tell anyone about this place. I just need my….satchel?! Hey! Did you take it?! Where is it??"

"I hid it," the stranger answered, puffing his chest in pride.

Ruggie looked around and saw the nearby pot by the stairs, and just deadpanned. After years of thievery, hiding anything in a pot was just trick number one. "It's in that pot isn't it?" That resulted in him being knocked out again.

☀️

"He's good," Ace admitted, "Look, we need to find someplace better." Silver looks over at the tower, finding a new place to hide. He took a look at the broken first step at the stairs and carefully walked to it, lifting it.

"Here is good," Silver whispered, "It's an old hiding spot for all the things I ever painted about the outside. It'll fit here." Silver looks back and puts the suspicious bag inside it, making sure it's hidden from view.

"There! Perfect!" Silver huffed with pride, standing back up. "But how to we wake him up?"

Deuce quipped, "You knocked him out good, Silver."

"I hope I did not kill him…again," Silver gulped and walked by the stranger, lifting his face. "He doesn't look so threatening when you look at him like this. He even seems friendly, if he didn't just intrude on the tower. I mean, what does he want? Does he..know about me? How does he?"

"Then wake him up and find out," Ace suggested.

Epel grinned climbed onto the stranger's shoulder and stuck his tongue in his ear, watching the stranger squirm in panic as he tried to wipe his ear.

"Ugh! Why did he have to lick my ear!"

"Now, it is hidden to wear you cannot find it," Silver spoke up, feeling very brave.

"Clever," the stranger groaned. "I wished this was a dream, but..oh, it's not."

"Now, let's ahve ourselves a civil conversation."

"Civil," the stranger mocked, "you knocked me out, wrapped me into your hair, and knocked me out again because I called you out on your awful hiding skills. You are the…second to last person I would call civil."

"I will knock you out again," Silver threatened.

"Ugh, fine." The stranger groaned, "Look, silver-haired, I am not….woah, woah, put that down," the man tried to move back as Silver raised his pan to protect himself.

"..You know my name..how?" Silver questioned, now more horrified.

"Your name…is Silver? As in the color of your own hair?"

"Yes. What of it?"

"Look, I do not know anything about you or any of this but I can be civil and share my name," he looks back with a smile, "Well, my name is Fang. MoonFang." Silver didn't move a muscle, gripping the frying pan even harder.

"I know who you are," Silver spat, "and I know you are a criminal, as well, but I have no fear."

"Recklessly brave you are," MoonFang chuckled, "and It's been a hard day for me, so I need to leave. So, how about we start with Why am I tied up? Was it because I was trespassing? Most likely that, right? Well, in my defense, this place looked abandoned, and people said that it was and now I know that it's not. And might I say, your tower is incredibly well hidden?"

"I..I have don't have a answer unforunatenly," Silver hesitated for a moment.

"Hmm, then what about the animals? Your pets or something?"

"Who you calling pets?" Epel growled. "Can I knock him out myself?"

"Hah, I like to see you try," MoonFang challenged.

Silver grabbed Epel and glared at MoonFang. "I hope you understand that this isn't your place to mock him. He will do anything to harm you, and if this continues, I won't stop him."

"Wait…you can understand him?" MoonFang gasped, "But you're a human. Humans never understand animals, now beastman are a different story."

"Beastman?"

"….Half man, half any random animal in existence?" MoonFang tried to explain. "Oh wow, you don't know about beastman?"

"I only….Hey! We are getting off topic here!"

Silver raised the pan and lifted MoonFang's head. "What do you want with my hair?"

"Pardon?"

"What do you want with my hair?" Silver repeated, "To cut it?To sell it?"

"Out of the many things I want to do with your hair is to get out of it!" Fang stated.

"Oh, he doesn't want your hair?" Deuce spoke, "Your father's wrong then."

"What?"

"Nevermind that. Hmm, how about we do a trade?" Silver offered, "One where you can't refuse, Fang."

Silver climbs up to the furnace and shows Fang his most recent painting, one that illustrates the stars that have been shown on his birthday every year. With a bated breath, he looks back at MoonFang.

"So, Fang, my offer is more of a trade," Silver explained, "You will take me to where the stars are located on my birthday and once we return, safely, I will give you back your precious satchel and we will pretend that we have never met."

"Stars? Well, first off, those aren't stars, those are lanterns, they appear on the missing prince's birthday,"

"Lost prince?" Silver questioned.

"….have you never left this tower?" MoonFang mumbled to himself. "Uh, yeah, the stars…aren;t stars. They are lanterns, pretty obvious reason you see them every year."

"I knew it," Silver grinned, "Well, then it's settled. You and I will travel to the Kingdom of Sol and see those lanterns up close!"

"Hey! I didn't agree to anything at all! And me and that kingdom are not on good terms, even if I were to be a saint, to bad I am not. Even if it meant not see Azul and that stupid horse again…"

"Heard that," Silver spoke up.

"Well, you can't convince me. The only way is to throw me out of that window and you can't do THAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

Fang found himself now looking down at the ground, screaming. He looked up to see Silver smiling with his hands holding his hair, not even shaking. It was almost a hundred pounds, at best.

"How are you this strong!?" Fang screamed, looking back down at the ground.

"Practice, but if you don't accept my offer, I'm afraid my grip with loosen up and you will onto the ground. Mind you, this is a massive tower, and who knows what'll happen to you when you hit the ground," Silver confidently spoke, "Now, what is your decision?"

"Fine," exasperated Fang as he looked back up, "I'll take you to the lanterns! Just get me back up!"

Silver grinned in victory. "Good choice."

☀️

MoonFang grumbled into himself as he went down to the tower, using the arrows again.

"Oh, please, take your time. We are not on borrowed time or anything."

Silver rolled his eyes, pouted, and gripped his hair as he looked down, his heart pounding. He packed for his journey, food, and extra clothes but he still hesitated as he looked out, his way to freedom just a jump away.

☀️

Look at the world, so close and I'm halfway to it

Look at it all, so big, do I even dare?

Look at me, there at last, I just have to do it

☀️

"Should I?" Silver asked himself, looking in the tower but shaking his head. "No, I'm tired of hiding.."

☀️

Here I go

☀️

Silver looked down at Ace and Epel in his pocket, already tied around Silver's hair for safety.

Silver released his hair into the air and with one jump, Silver was sliding his hair, laughing to himself but he quickly grabbed onto his hair as he looked down at the ground beneath him.

"What's wrong?" Deuce questioned.

"I…I'm…I don't know how to feel," Silver admitted, "This is so new to me.."

"I understand, let me help you."

Deuce reaches his feet wraps around his finger and leads him forward, Silver's feet feeling the grass beneath him for the first time, his breath hitched as he begins to walk around the grass, getting used to the new feeling.

He carefully sank, feeling the grass with his own hands.

☀️

Just smell the grass, the dirt, just like I dreamed they'd be

Just feel that summer breeze, the way it's calling me

For the first time ever, I'm completely free

☀️

Silver laughs as he accidentally walks into the small stream of water and watches how the dandelions fly around him, leading him to the tunnel to his official escape.

His feet only began to move, to start running.

☀️

I could go running and racing and dancing and chasing

And leaping and bounding, hair flying, heart pounding

And splashing and reeling and finally feeling

☀️

Silver walked out and saw the most beautiful sight of a forest, woodland creatures, and a clear sky above as the sun reflected onto him and his hair, finally feeling a new sense of freedom.

☀️

That's when my life begins

☀️

"I did it," Silver gasps to himself, "I did it…I finally did it!" He cheered, "I did it!"

#twisted wonderland #twst #tangled up #tangled au #twst silver #twisted wonderland silver #ruggie bucchi #epel felmier #ace trappola #deuce spade #rugsil #silrug #silver x ruggie #ruggie x silver

[weebsinstash]

I saw one of post about Valentino and I was think that even though he has social media account but I think he would hate memes unless it hasvsomething sexual with it.

So seeing reader in lingerie, and forcing them to do that sad cat dancing meme with cat ear/tail and either post on his account or blackmail them not to post it.

I'm sorry your getting harrased by the kiddies and trying guilt trip you on someone else's actions,/consequences

Sometimes I think of kind of specific scenarios to write or at least share and I'm never sure what to post because I still kind of cringe at myself all the time lol

I've actually thought about social media stuff w Val like, quietly stalking all your photos or posts to see what you're up to when you're not around him, and I've also thought of the juicy possibility of like, what if this account was intended to be secret so you have a lot of personal stuff on there, ranging from you meeting up with friends to wearing cute outfits to hang out. It's such a deeper more candid and personal look into your life and things about you that he didn't know before and he's creepin for sure, maybe even creating another account to save and like all your posts in secret, or just screenshotting things

(Tbh an idea I keep having is, since he's a pimp that works in the adult film industry, he clearly isn't shy about watching others 'perform' and things like that, so imagine as a yandere he's of course one of those that saves tons of photos of you, and they don't even have to be sexual, although those are his favorites. Like imagine the Reader from the hidden camera room idea a while back just stumbling on to like Val's phone left open or a drawer of a desk in his office open when you go to drop off rent or he takes you to his house briefly to wait on him while he grabs sometjing he forgot and you stumble into like a closet with like a photo shrine on the wall, and this is how you find out 1) oh hes crazy and 2) there are cameras in your room)

Although that being said i constantly flip flop between "Valentino would happily watch other people wreck your holes for either punishment or his entertainment and or profit" versus "he's too possessive to stand sharing you either anyone else" and really, isn't both good. I've honestly been meaning to redo my fic Pet because I didn't like the end result and I like the idea of him using a leash. Because he's so tall he can't exactly pull you by the arm so a leash can pull you around and humiliate you, he probably has a fetish for that and seeing you all teary eyed and embarrassed 😩❤️

If he's openly following you he never likes or interacts with anything you post unless it's to mock or tease you in some way, like you'll post something about a thing you like and he'll just comment 'cringe' or something vaguely similar, kind of like how he speaks to Vox tbh. I also think of "what if Valentino forces you to spend time with him and it kind of backfires on him because you get along with Vox really well and makes him jealous" or it becomes some weird poly scenario where he is kind of excluded (at least by you, or maybe you hate both of them, friends with Vox initially but enemies after he turns on you and decides he wante you as more than a friend and is just as forceful as his boyfriend)

Like one idea I've had repeatedly is, Reader is doing her thing where she's kind of having to wait on the big boss hand and foot, and Vox is in a poor mood glued to his phone playing a phone game because there's a special event going on and it's gonna end soon and he wants all the loot, and at some point Val is taking a phonecall and Vox looks over and you're finally getting to sit down and, your phone makes a sudden sound effect and he KNOWS that sound, you're playing the exact same game. Valentino comes back and you're both just kind of shoulder to shoulder to show each other your phones and compare teams and equipment, i think its be neat if you both had some sort of unit or character or component the other was missing and thus have an incentive to okay together and just a cute coincidence, maybe you're even getting some tips from the self proclaimed master of media that you didn't know before.

I also still like the idea of "Val goes through your shit and sees your lingerie/walks in on you wearing lingerie" and he decides "oh thats some kid bullshit, let me show you some REAL hot girl shit" and suddenly you're being pressured/forced into wearing like, garters, crotchless panties, thin see through material that he can rip his long fingers through

Another idea is. Imagine Reader just being kind of the errand girl/personal assistant to him, and one day he's on a set and the main actress is late, and you know how he is with his money. He's got all these actors and camera crew paid for their time and they're missing the main lead? And then in walks you with Vals coffee or some benign shit he asked for and, a little voice in his head is like, hm, you're cute, you're around the same body type as the girl who was supposed to show up. Maybe they should just... switch genres a little, do some improv, amd work with what has been provided to them...

Also what if Val deliberately gave you like high end mascara that wasn't waterproof so that when he makes you cry or you cry while getting fucked you just have those big black tear stains. He's probably freaky like that, wanting lipstick rings on his dick n shit while taunting you and telling you you're a mess 😩❤️

#yandere stuff #sinprompts

[maryellencarter]

Memed from @thisbluespirit , whom I just tried to tag as lost_spook and got really confused for a minute...

Favorite color: Blue, mostly

Currently reading: Uh. Am I reading anything? I'm slowly working my way through the "Jigen Daisuke" tag on AO3 from oldest to newest, I guess that's the closest. Sometimes I go through a phase where I read piles of books in a day, sometimes I don't touch anything but fanfic for months (and not always too much of that).

Last TV series: Lupin III. I'm currently working my way through Part 4 sort of "back to back", watching each episode with the subs and then the dubs. The dubs didn't have the correct Yuji Ohno music and I haven't seen the subs before, so it's a hell of an experience not just hearing the Japanese cast for the first time on these episodes but hearing Tornado or Zenigata March and just seeing what a damn *difference* it makes, having the right music, especially now that I know the music enough to recognize it.

I'm kind of glad I saw the dub before I knew what was missing, because the dub cast is good, but the music... god, "With a Gun In My Hand" is practically a different episode entirely without Tornado, without the history of having the same theme tie together every damn time Jigen does something badass since 1977. "To Hear You Sing Again" is a *completely* different episode without the moment where Yuji Ohno reaches thirty-six years into his back catalogue and pulls out fucking "Fire Treasure" and smacks you right in the heart with it.

Last movie: Uh. I'm not sure if it was Mystery of Mamo or Legend of the Gold of Babylon. I know the last one I saw *part* of was Mystery of Mamo, because I was doing a breakdown of Kobayashi's performance versus Epcar's in a particular scene for a couple of friends. (Kobayashi-sama brings the anguished screaming Lupin's name like nobody else -- I haven't heard Akio-san make an attempt yet, but until and unless he pulls that off, Kobayashi-sama is the one and only. Epcar knows he doesn't have the same vocal range, but he uses the magic powers of being the dub writer and knowing his own strengths to kick me in the gut possibly even harder than Kobayashi, which is a fucking *achievement*. Usually Epcar's a solid 9.5 but Kobayashi is an 11, when it comes to the Jigen angst.)

Currently working on: God, what aren't I working on. We've got the "Disreputable Company" sequel, JiZeni porn-with-feels and a ton of plot, on track to hit at least 50k by the end. We've got the "A Little Vacation" sequel in two parts, FuJigen PWP with snark and cuddles. We've got the "Silence of Ishikawa Goemon XIII" sequel, which is a lot more lighthearted than you'd expect from the title being "The Funeral of Jigen Daisuke" but it's still got a royal fuckton of feels, some of which we have yet to write. We've got that one PWP involving Lupin decorating his people with stolen treasures and taking very sexy photos.

We've got the G-rated GoeYata piece for @tabbiewolfreblogs slice-of-life zine "Between Heists", which needs a final polish once I can get a minute -- I'm pretty focused on the Disreputable Company sequel right now, because we have the rest of the outline all complete, we just gotta actually write it. I've got a brief Jigen praise kink thing somewhere that also just needs a final polish and a title if I can *find* it. There's a werewolf thing I was working on but I got too distracted by the human parts of the porn and ran out of steam, which I might see if I can pick up again. And there's a really complicated thing that may or may not ever see the light of day, which involves closeted repressed transfemme Jigen and also involves me writing a shitton of really personal trauma-coping stuff...

I'm not tagging anybody. Consider yourself tagged if you want.

[lil-dinopup]

Healin Good Within Chapter 2 Asumi’s Cute Day

Here's the second chapter of Healin Good Within!

Read Chapter 1 Here

Summary: What if Asumi actions during the big fight against King Byogen had side effects that didn't appear right away? What will happen when the wind spirit finds herself developing a closer relationship with Shindoine? Was the villainess truly as bad as it seemed or is there a chance healing and understanding can happen even when it seems like its too late?

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      Everything was okay, weeks had passed and it seemed like things had mostly gone back to normal. She hid Shindoine’s things in her closet in a box under some spare blankets. Ai Ai was the only thing she didn’t hide away. The bat was kept under her pillow and at night she would sleep with it. She couldn’t bear the thought of putting Ai Ai in the closet. She barely could get herself with Prince Jene. But, Asume’s hatred for the thing it was based on helped fuel her will to hide it away. Sometimes she would wake up and it would be in the bed however. 

      It had been a month since the girls had visited the garden, and the Queen had said that they could visit them! Asumi was excited, she really was but her head was killing her. Both sides of her head felt like they were throbbing. 

      Nodoka’s parents were thrilled to see her and Latte again. They had said she had always been welcomed back and they hadn’t been lying. She put her stuff up in her old room. She had only brought Ai Ai with her. “Prince Jene gonna be mad you left him” She huffed, crossing her arms. Asumi shook her head and then her arms a little as if she was shaking Shindoine’s influence out of her.

      “I hate that plush. I don’t care what he thinks. He’s mean just like King Byogen and I don’t like mean beings” Asumi reassured herself. 

      The other girls had packed the day full of fun activities. First they went to Yume Port because Hinata thought it would be fun if they got a big group picture with each other and the healing animals as "toys" since they had a picture of the three human girls. But, they were all friends. Also the mall was having a special Halloween Photo Event so it was perfect. While Asumi didn’t normally care much about dressing up and things like that. Today was different. 

      There were so many accessories to pick! They could even make their own accessories! Asumi found herself picking the colors. She couldn’t find any red or black beads. But she found lots of pink beads that worked and pretty green ones and even some nice purple ones too! There were different charm options, even hearts! She went to put her two finished results on her head.

      She didn’t have horns. She had made them with the thought of hanging them off her horns… Asumi shook those thoughts away and put them on her wrists instead. 

      Of course Asumi had also made some cute accessories for Latte, cute pink and green ones with flower charms, to go around her ears and her neck. Latte didn’t mind taking off her normal accessories; she wanted to dress up too. 

      When it was time to get their nails done, Asumi found a perfect shade of green. Hinata thought they should find the costumes to pick before they picked out accessories. There were lots and lots of options and lots of girls fighting with each other. It felt a little overwhelming. But, another part of her was excited. And kind took over. She pushed and shoved the other girls who tried to push her. And then she found the costume that made her squeal in excitement. It was a red leather dress with black bat wings. It even had a black pointed tail. Hinata took a costume next to it, white with fluffy white wings

      “I think you would look great as an Angel for the costume picture Asumi, what do you think?” Hinata asked.

      “I like this one.” Asumi said, pulling off the red costume off the rack.

      “You want to be a devil? That doesn't really seem like you.” The other girl argued.

      Hinata was right, it wasn’t like her. She shouldn’t want to wear this. It was wrong. “You’re right.” The physically older female said with a small frown. She started to disappear ever so slightly. What was wrong with her? This outfit, it would be something Shindoine would wear, not her. 

      “Hey, it’s fine you can wear it. I wanted to be an angel anyway. This way we can match” Nodoka quickly comforted taking the angel costume. 

      Asumi tilted her head slightly. “Match? But they are different costumes?” She asked, confused.

      Chiya explained how devils and angels were costumes that went together and that's what Nodoka had meant. 

      She found a cute flower costume with wings for Latte, they had a whole little area for pets and even an area for stuffed animals. There were girls of all ages, from toddlers with their mothers, to adult women with their friends. Latte wasn’t even the only dog.

      After she put on the costume she found a headband with black horns that fit perfectly, she could even put her bracelets on the horns! 

      When she found her friends, they stared at her. Did she look dumb? She thought she looked kind of cute. But maybe she had been wrong? Were they not going to want her in the picture? She tugged a bit on the bracelet on the fake horns. Did they not want to be friends with her anymore? Did they not like her anymore? Feelings of overwhelming fear of rejection crashed over her. 

      “You look so much like Shindoine. It’s a little startling” Nodoka laughed and she seemed a little uncomfortable. 

      Looking in the mirror, she did, the costume looked so much like something Shindoine would wear, and her nails were the same colors and the fake horns. The costume even showed off her newly developed breast like how Shindoine flaunted her chest size around. How did she not realize? How heavily influenced was she by what remained of Shindoine? Was it possible that one day Shindoine could take over her body? What if she started losing herself to Shindoine’s influences. Would she try to hurt her friends? Would she try to bring back King Byogen? 

      Asumi couldn’t breath, and she found herself fleeing away from the reflection and her friends. They called out to her, but she didn’t stop. 

      She found herself deeper into the mall, she hadn’t personally been there herself. But this area felt familiar. She was in front of a toy store. She could see inside that this must have been where Ai Ai and the My Little Pony book came from. There were other bats like Ai Ai in the shop, and there were other books with the same My Little Pony logo that Shindoine’s book had. She found herself walking into the shop trying to calm herself down. 

      The first thing that caught her attention was the bat stuffed blanket things. There were more than just bats, there were other animals too. Plush security blankets, that's what they were called. Unlike the bat one the dog ones looked a little more silly since the blanket parts weren't their wings. She saw one that was tan with down ears a lot like Latte. It looked like it's paws looked like it was holding a light purple blanket with white flowers with green leaves all over it. It was so cute. It was just too cute not to get. 

      Ai Ai needed a friend. The other girls had given her some money to carry with her if she needed to use it for some reason. The security blanket stuffed animal wasn’t even that much money. She had money left over after buying it. 

      In the end Asumi went back and changed her outfit into an angel outfit that fit her. She wasn’t like Shindoine, she wouldn’t be like Shindoine. 

      They tried talking to her about what had happened. But, Asumi tried to make them understand she didn’t want to talk about it. They quickly dropped the topic. Today was supposed to be a fun day, not a bad day. 

      She liked the picture a lot, they all got a copy of them together in the costumes. 

      The rest of the day went by great, besides her headache that wouldn’t go away. But, Asumi was able to ignore it for the most part. 

      When Assumi went to sleep she had a dream where she was fighting the other cures. She didn’t want to hurt her friends, but they were attacking her. It hurt her heart. And then they used Final! Healin' Good♥Shower on her. It hurt hurt it hurt it hurt it hurt so bad. 

      She woke up panting and her head felt heavy. The throbbing was gone, left with a dull ache and a heavy weight. She went to the bathroom to wash the sweat off her face and help wake up. She stumbled into the bathroom, her balance felt all off. When she turned on the light she saw in the mirror. It was her reflection, but onto her head were two light green horns, similar to Shindione’s.

#dinopup writing #agere #fandom agere #mahou shoujo #healin good precure #precure agere #precure

[struggling-with-time]

Letters on the Wall and in your Hand [Wilbur Soot x Reader]

Pairing: Wilbur Soot x Gender Neutral!reader

Summary: Wilbur is packing for college but he just can't stop getting distracted.

Warnings: Suicide, Angst, bit of comfort ig

Words: 1.1K

Masterlist: Wilbur’s Masterlist - Full Masterlist

A/N: Listen, I don't know how this happened, but it did and I'm not sorry. (Also requests are still open! Click here!)

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Wilbur is packing his room down for college, as he has to travel overseas. And all of these things just keep reminding him of memories he has. Childhood memories, the awkward teen years that are now over. He isn't really getting anything done, just looking at all these things. From memories of his family, his wonderful annoying brothers, and their hardworking dad, to memories of you.

That ugly bowl you made of clay, still stands proudly on one of his shelves. You had made it together in the kitchen downstairs, when Phil was out. Techno was meant to be watching over you two, but had left to go do "secretive older brother things" (ie read: hanging out with Dream and chasing him through the town). Which meant Phil had come home to the wooden table being over smeared in clay, and clay handprints on just about everything in the kitchen.

But Wilbur still remembers sitting in front of the oven that he had figured out how to use just mere weeks earlier, waiting patiently with you as you watch the clay bake. Only for it to explode when Phil finds the two. And Wilbur remembers telling you everything is going to be alright because Phil will glue it back together. And he does.

Then there is that old drawing Tommy made of his family, where you are placed neatly beside Wilbur. Tommy had a bit of trouble understanding in the first couple of years that you had to go home to sleep, even when you were at their house again the next morning.

Right next to the drawing is the collections of seashells you would always collect. Wilbur never really knew why he got the seashells. But he knew they were precious to you, so he kept them safe on his shelf in that god awful container. You had once told him, that the sea was so scary, yet so peaceful. Turning new life into the old.

Wilbur nearly laughs as he pulls out the old photo album the two of you made during your last year in school. The one he finished a year ago. His hair was significantly longer, and it's evident in the way he's pushing his hair up in a decent portion of the photos, just so his eyes can be seen. You always teased him about that.

He finally got the haircut, wanting to turn a new chapter, and that seemed to be a good first step to take.

Wilbur pushes the still nearly empty moving box to the side as he walks past it. Instead, he’s heading over to his closet hoping that sorting clothes are easier than sorting things. But all that leads to is him finding out childhood clothes, both of his own and yours. Even newer stuff you’ve forgotten in the later years. He makes a mental note to return it at some point. But nobody has to know if he has no intention of doing that.

And as Wilbur is taking down the posters on his walls, he finds the secrets the two of you used to write on the walls in the dark of the night when Phil had told you to go to sleep for the 4th time.

And his walls are littered with them, from the earliest of his song texts to confessions of love to people whose faces Wilbur doesn't remember any longer. Your handwriting so similar to his, yet so different. You have always been rough with a pencil while Wilbur has been light with his. He used to say you didn't write you craved letters down on paper and the walls.

Wilbur finds himself tracing his fingers over the secrets, confessions, and memories as he finds one that he doesn't remember you writing right next to one he does. It's a strange paragraph right next to one of the first promises that went on his wall.

"We, Wilbur and Y/N, promise to be the bestestest of friends to the moon and forever beyond. We promise to always be by each other’s sides through evil and Techno."

Wilbur finds himself laughing at the memory as silent tears start to flow. He is happy to be reminded. But he just wishes he wasn't alone when doing so. He flicks his eyes over the paragraph next to it.

It's clearly your writing, that's your letters. It's new in comparison to everything else, your touch is light and your letters nicer than his own.

"Hey Will, this is a bit weird to write. We used to do this together, but right now you're sleeping, and I know you won't see this when the morning comes. When the dawn draws near, or something poetic. Listen you've always been the one who's good with words. I just want to wish you luck in everything to come for the future. I know you're going to be great. You've always been great. I know I promised to be by your side for forever but things change, people change. I changed. When the time comes you will have a letter for you. I promise that it will be better written. But for now, I just want to tell you that you're the best thing that has ever happened to me. I want you to keep being you, because that's the one thing I can promise you can be without me. I wish you the best, and everything that comes with it.

Yours truly, to the moon and beyond.”

Wilbur is now full-on sobbing. He has the letter. He has the god awful letter. Fuck, he still sleeps with it under his pillow. He still doesn't understand it has been over a year since he received it. It has been over a year. But the pain is still there and the wound is still as open as it was back then. His knees give out as he falls to the floor a hand on the message, the other over his mouth as he tries to strangle his sobs.

Why did the water always fascinate you? Why did you have to join the sea?

Why did you have to leave him so alone? You promised to stay by his side. Why didn’t you tell him sooner? He could have changed the outcome. He could have. He could.

Wilbur curls more into himself. His head filled with questions that will never be answered, Questions you can never answer.

It's like this Phil finds him, having run up the stairs after hearing the loud noise all the way down in his office. Taking the stairs two steps at a time when he could hear the sobs.

"Oh, Will..."

Phil doesn't say anything else as he just settles down on the floor beside Wilbur. In the middle of the clutter. The good memories, and the horrible ones. The happy memories, and the sad. The ones Wilbur will always remember.

And he cries, Wilbur cries into Phil’s shoulder like he has done so many times in the last year.

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[plentyoffandoms]

Sacrifice

Hook x f/Reader

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Gifs & photos do not belong to me.

Warnings: swearing. Mentions miscarriage. Hint of smut, but nothing crazy.

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Hook Masterlist

Summary: F/Reader does anything & everything for Hook. The one time she asks him to be there, he isn't.

Y/N'S POV:

Tyler and I have been together for a few years now. We met at university during the first week of freshmen year and we have never looked back.

We planned out our whole future but that changed once Tyler came to me and told me he was going to try his hand at wrestling.

Was I upset? Of course I was, but if Tyler had a dream that he wanted to follow, then who was I to get in the way of that?

When Tyler asked me to marry him, of course I said yes. The moment he slid his grandmother's ring onto my finger, I knew nothing could tear us apart.

I moved to Florida and got a job at the Memorial Hospital in Jacksonville as HR Payroll Analyst. Job was perfect for not only me but for Tyler.

I worked Monday to Friday, 8-4. No weekends. I could spend time with Tyler in the evening and on the weekends when he wasn't busy doing stuff for AEW.

But things changed between the two of us not that long ago.

He kept pushing the wedding date further off and at first, I thought it was because of his hectic schedule, so I pushed any negative thoughts to the back of my head.

When he kept pushing the date further and further away, I came to my own conclusion that he was not ready to get married, so I stopped pushing him.

I stopped the wedding planning and didn't bring it up again, until I found out I was pregnant with our first child.

I always wanted to be married when I had children and this was the one thing he knew.

We got married in a small ceremony, with only our closet friends and family there. I know his Dad must of talked to him about it and that is why we got married.

I was home alone when I felt cramping and the intense pain in my tummy. At first I thought I just moved wrong, but I was wrong.

The pain continued and that was when I noticed the blood. I called for an ambulance to come and take me to the hospital.

I called Tyler next but he wasn't picking up. I left a voicemail to tell him what was going on. I called him a few more times and it went straight to voicemail.

He was purposely ignoring my calls. I cried for the loss of our child and I cried because Tyler wasn't there for us.

Hook's POV:

I was out to lunch with my Dad and Ricky when I noticed Y/N kept calling me. I hate to admit that I ignored all the calls.

"Answer the phone Tyler." My Dad said to me.

"She probably just wants me to bring home dinner." I waved him off.

I continued to sit there while we talked strategies and ate our food. My Dad excused himself from the table once my Mom called.

He wasn't even gone five minutes when he came rushing back to the table. "We have to go. The bill has been paid. Y/N has been taken to the hospital. Your mom is already there Tyler."

I grabbed my jacket as I asked him what was going on. Ricky was right behind us as the three of us left the restaurant. "She had a miscarriage."

My heart felt like it stopped beating there for a moment. Ricky had to drag me to the vehicle because I stopped walking.

I am a terrible husband. "She called me because she needed me." I said as we pulled out of the parking lot.

"Yes. You have some explaining to do, but just be there for her." My Dad said to me as he drove to the hospital.

Once we got there, my Mom text us which room Y/N was in. I could of cried at the look on her face.

"Baby." I said as I stepped into the room.

"Tyler." Was all she said. I pulled a chair up beside the bed and sat in it, I tried to grab her hand, but she pulled it away from me.

"Y/N.."

"I needed you Tyler. I called you and left a voicemail. I called you again and again and it went straight to voicemail after that."

"Y/N, I was talking strategy with Dad and Ricky."

"Get out Tyler."

"You don't mean that." I said as I tried to grab her hand once more.

"I needed you. I lost our baby and I needed you, but once again I wasn't important. Get out. I don't want to see you."

I tried to reason with her but after she told me to get out a couple more times, I left.

I left the hospital and went straight home. I noticed the blood on the floor and cleaned it up.

I layed in our bed and could remember the night that our angel was conceived.

Y/n pressed her lips against mine as I pushed inside of her. The whimpers that left her mouth always made me moan. The feel of Y/N so tight around me always make me want to cum quickly, but I always hold off because I have to get her off a few times before I even think about finishing. The look on her face as I finish inside her always makes me want to go again and again.

I could feel the tears stream down my face at the thought of our lost child but also at the fact that Y/N went through this alone.

The one time she truly needed me and I couldn't even pick up the phone for her.

She has sacrificed so much for me and I couldn't even pick a wedding date. Y/N moved to Florida to be with me and to allow me to follow my dreams.

I fell asleep on the couch in the livingroom to our wedding video. I only woke up to Y/N putting a blanket on me.

"Y/N..how did you get home?" I asked as I stretched.

"I called a taxi."

"Oh."

"Well, I am going to go to bed."

"Can I join you or do you want me on the couch?" I asked her.

She was thinking on it and sighed. "Come to bed Tyler. You know I can't really sleep without you by my side."

I turned off the wedding video and folded the blanket and put it back in the closet on our way to our bedroom.

We both got into bed, and I pulled her close to me. I kept telling her how sorry I was, and I hope she didn't leave me.

"I promise to always be there for you. You are and always will be my main priority. I love you Y/N."

"I love you too Tyler."

Two years later, here I am bringing home our rainbow baby, a beautiful baby girl named Karla Senerchia.

I kept my promise to Y/N. I was always there for her. I made sure I answered every phone call.

She was my world and I made sure she never forgot that.

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[soyouthinkucanwrite]

July 2nd - Daniel Ricciardo

Based on New Year's Day by Taylor Swift and this request by @spikejonzed

Fluffly, mentions of sex, banter, nothing graphic.

BTW, I don't know how I've never paid attention to this song, it's so so beautiful and honest. I've thought about this concept before though: the "Sunday afternoon effect", when all the excitement of the weekend wears off and you're just hanging out with your friends, laughing about silly stuff, or cleaning up the house after the party. The thing is, the friends that stay till then are the ones you wanna hold on to, and the same goes for lovers. I feel kind of bad... well not BAD but you know, must be hard... when you're famous and rich, to recognize the good ones from the beginning before you give yourself too much away and it's too late.

To be honest with you guys, I think Daniel must feel a bit lonely sometimes. We all do, but to think that people are only interested in you for your fame and money must be tough... something you worked so hard, that you keep dedicating your life to, to think that that thing is the reason for your heartbreak, to your loneliness... It's a two-edged sword, isn't it? Anyway, I wrote this little something with Daniel in mind, hope you guys like it. Hope he finds someone to be like this someday. Hell, hope I find someone to be like this someday. I think everyone deserves that.

Daniel woke up in his bed, no shoes, but jeans and party shirt still on. The light coming through the windows, shining directly on his face, threatening to make his headache even worse. He let out a groan and turned to the side. There's someone on his bed with him. Shit. He just remembered. Last night was the first time he was introducing (y/n) to his friends. His birthday "small get together" (or at least that's what it was supposed to be) was the perfect opportunity for testing the waters and giving the "next step" without making too much fuss about it, after all, they've only been going out for a couple months and with his tight schedule it meant a lot of facetime calls and weekends, but almost no weekdays and routine stuff.

Yet, he was absolutely smitten with her, she was fun and easygoing, passionate about her own work and friends, but still caring and interested in him. They had amazing chemistry, mind-blowing even. But Daniel had lived enough to know that hanging out with someone on the weekends and knowing their best side was one thing, living through daily and mundane stuff was a completely different thing. Where this could go was still a mystery to him and he didn't want to raise too many expectations before he was sure. Still, she looked so beautiful sleeping, a true vision. He tried to remember if something had happened last night, but judging by his clothes still on, and hers as well, he guessed not. As if on cue, she smiled, with her eyes still closed.

"Stop being creepy" she said smiling. "I can feel you watching me sleep"

"You're not even asleep anymore" he smiled and she opened her eyes. He was taken back by her eyes staring directly into his.

"Still creepy though" she laughed, getting closer to him. He held her and they stayed like that for a while.

"Are you ok?" he asked her.

"What do you mean?

"Aren't you hungover, or sick?" he asked again and she laughed.

"Not at all. I have this really weird superpower, you know, I don't get hungover. Ever, actually" she laughed.

"I don't believe you. I have the headache"

"No, it's true. We did drink a lot yesterday, though" she commented.

"Yeah, well, welcome to having Australian friends. No such thing as light drinking with those guys" he laughed but grimaced at the pain in his brain.

"I'll get you something"

"Huh?"

"For the pain" she explained getting up from the bed.

After a while she returned with a pill and a glass of water, passing them to him.

"Thank you, baby" he took the glass, finishing it. "Come back to bed now"

"Your house... like, I'm not even sure if I should tell you to take a look or just pack your essentials and abandon it" she smiled.

"Uhh" he groaned. "I'll call someone later"

"Like a constructor with a wrecking ball?" she laughed.

"It can't be that bad"

"It's bad" she started. "But we can manage it" He looked at her intrigued. "After a shower" she pulled his hand. "Join me?"

"If I ever say no to that question, just put me in an asylum" he said. "I need a kiss though, as motivation" he smirked.

"Noo... I have morning breath"

"What? Me too" he said pulling her down and kissing her anyway. "Uh, no. You're right. Yours is worst" he said laughing while getting up and walking into the bathroom.

"Asshole!" she laughed following him.

They stripped and got into the shower, taking turns in letting the water run through their bodies.

"Come here" Daniel said, putting some body wash in his hands and spreading them over (y/n) body.

"Hum... this feels nice" she said.

"You're so beautiful" he said kissing her shoulder.

"You're so wasted" she laughed lightly.

"Hey! I'm sober. I'm just too tired. Give me a couple hours to recover, and I'll claim my birthday privileges"

"Birthday privileges? It's not even your birthday anymore" she laughed.

"Okay, but first, it's the weekend of, and second, I didn't get any time alone with you yesterday"

"Fair. And what will be your requests, may I ask?" she asked teasingly.

"Humm... you're so creative" he said kissing her. "I'm sure we'll think of something"

They finished the shower after a while, enjoying each other's company and the comfortable silence.

"Did anyone crashed here?" (y/n) asked when they were stepping out of the shower.

"I have no idea" Daniel answered. "I just remembered going to take a nap and waking up this morning. Shit, we didn't... did we?" (y/n) laughed out loud at that.

"Wow! Really, Dan?"

"We did not. I would've remembered"

"Good save. Such a gentleman" she laughed.

"I drank way too much. Sorry. Don't be mad"

"It's fine. I'm messing with you, I don't remember anything either. To be honest, I don't even remember joining you on your 'nap'" she said making air quotes.

"We're the worst hosts" he said getting out of the bathroom and going into the closet to get some clothes.

(y/n)'s heart swelled at the thought of hosting a party with Daniel. There was something so intimate about that statement, so homey.

"You want a shirt?" Daniel asked from the other room, waking her up from her daydream.

"Yeah, sure" she took the shirt, some underwear, and some sweats. Then brushed her wet hair and looked in the mirror. Not a trace of makeup left. She sighed thinking about how falling into a routine with Daniel meant letting the barriers down.

"Alright, snap out of it" she said to herself, getting out of the bathroom and walking outside, to the living room where Daniel was standing rubbing his neck and looking around.

"This is bad" he said when he saw her joining him. There were empty beer bottles and cups all around the living room and balcony, pizza boxes (with half-eaten slices left behind) in the coffee table, party decorations hanging from the ceiling, and the kitchen was even worse, with liquid spilled on the ground and bottles everywhere. There was glitter all over the floor and the couch - someone had brought some of those party poppers, which looked so much fun yesterday, but no so much now. But the best part was the polaroids, left all over the house with the craziest poses.

"Pack your stuff, we're deserting this goddam hellhole" he said and she knew he was joking, he said that about everywhere, but she still shook her head and rolled her eyes, picking a polaroid photo from the ground.

"Everyone had so much fun" she showed it to him. "I loved meeting your friends"

He took the photo from her hand, it was one where (y/n) was sitting on the couch with two of his buddies from Australia, making funny faces while holding cups. He remembered the moment because he was the one who took the photo.

"How's the headache?" she asked him.

"Almost gone"

"Good. So you don't have an excuse. Move your ass, where are the trash bags?" she laughed going into the kitchen.

"Hey! That was very sneak of you" he laughed but followed her anyway.

They spent the next hour collecting bottles, vacuuming glitter, and just cleaning the whole house. Daniel complained the whole time, but in truth, he was very glad to have her there. Sure, he could just ignore the whole mess and hire someone on Monday to clean everything (he probably would still do that anyway, for the heavy cleaning like bathrooms), but it was really nice of her to just stick around, seeming unbothered by the housework. When she finished tying the last trash bag and putting it on the entry hallway she flopped on the couch besides Daniel, who had called it a day some good 10 minutes ago.

"Done?" he asked her.

"I feel like punching you for asking me that" she answered playing annoyed. He lifted his hand in defense.

"What? I did my part!"

"Men" she shook her head. "I'm surprised you haven't complained about being hungry yet"

"Well, I'm starving! Was just waiting to suggest going out, or ordering in"

"Ordering in, please. I don't want to get off this couch any time soon"

Daniel got his phone out to order some food. It was almost noon, so he thought about something like pasta, some carbs would be nice right now. Then he felt (y/n)'s head drop on his shoulder, her hand caressing his arm. It was such a sweet gesture, so understated, he just stopped what he was doing and looked at her.

"What?" she looked at him.

"I'm really glad you're here. Thank you"

"It's nothing" she smiled.

"I don't mean the cleaning. Well, that too. But just, thank you for being you and wanting to hang out with me, you know, after the party"

"I'll always wanna hang out with you, partying or cleaning bottles" she said and leaned in to kiss him. "Happy birthday old man" this made him smile through the kiss.

"Thank you, young lady" he said still smiling. "Let's feed you now, yeah?"

"Please! Let's get some carbs on this house!" she smile.

"Hey, guys!" (y/n) and Daniel looked up to see Luke, one of Daniel's buddies walking out of the guest bedroom.

"Dude! I didn't know you were here" Daniel laughed.

"Yeah, just woke up. Definitely wasn't hiding in the bedroom waiting for the cleaning end to get out" he grinned making (y/n) and Daniel laugh.

"You know what? Just for that, you're going downstairs to pick up the food when it gets here, and taking out the trash!" (y/n) teased him, tossing a pillow from the couch at him.

Daniel just observed while his friend and his girlfriend joked and laughed. He thought about how right now he was enjoying a feeling of contempt that wasn't really natural or much appreciated by professional athletes, but this time felt right to indulge in it. He felt safe like someone's got him, finally. He took (y/n) hand on his and squeezed it three times, he knew this was already a good thing, something to last. She looked at him, she knew exactly what he meant.

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[voxmortuus]

Alpha and His Mate

Pairing: Cpt. Syverson x F!Reader

Universe: Sand Castle

Words: 1.6k

Warning: Okay folks, I'm really nervous about this one, kinda really second-guessing this... buuuuut... here you go. This is just merely pure smut! Sorry, not sorry! You dirty folks lol! Wasting no time getting to the good stuff! SMUT BELOW THE CUT!

TW: Oh this is the smutty smut smut of the smut | Primal | Oral (Male Receiving) | Anal (Female Receiving) | Vaginal Penetration | Unprotected Sex | Breeding Kink | Daddy Kink | Dominant Syverson | Submissive Reader | BDSM Themes | Some Orgasm denial | Some Fluff | Implied Aftercare

Image Credit: Google

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It was easy for you to fall for him, it was easy for you to love him, and it was easy for you to be utterly lost in fantasies with him. Everything about Sy had you all befuddled and lost in your own words half the time. The way he touched you, kissed you, caressed your body, sent your body quivering. You would think about him day to day, hour to hour, damn, second by second. There wasn't something this man couldn't do that wouldn't send you into a fury of primal needs.

You were like a wolf in heat, and you needed that alpha, the big, powerful, primal alpha wolf to devour you in any way he desired. Standing in the bedroom looking out the large floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, you bite your lip, thinking a moment. A giggle escapes your lips and you strip down and wearing, literally nothing. You walk over to the closet and look at the black leather box on the floor and smile. Biting your lip you go for the wolf tail buttplug and a set of wolf ears. A collar and leash. With a smile, a small giggle, and grabbing the special lube you prep yourself.

You walk to the floor-length mirror and pull out your phone and send Sy a few NSFW photo messages and a cute video of you wagging your tail with a small howl.

"You best be on that bed when I get home." He replies with a voice message.

"Yes, Alpha." you respond.

Looking at the time you keep let out a small breath and smile, it wasn't long before he got off work. And it wasn't long before he would be home. Your mind bouncing around all these ideas, all these wants and needs and he was always the one to fill them, but this was a little something else that settled in you that you had to fulfill.

Hearing the door you get on the bed all fours and your leash in your teeth and your tail wagging, He walks in and looks at you and growls a bit.

"I want to eat you up."

"I want you to fill me up." You smirk.

"Oh, I'll fill you." He smirks reaching over and slapping your ass. You giggle and you wag your tail again swaying your hips side to side. He turns you around and lifts your tail feeling your pussy feeling the heat he smirks and slaps your ass again. "My mate in heat... you're going to beg for my seed... you'll be howling for it." He smirks.

"Oh yes Alpha, absolutely." You perk up and wag your tail again.

"Keep that up and I'm going to pull that right out and fill that hole first." He smirks.

"My body is yours to do with as you please." You smirk looking over your shoulder.

"You prep that mouth of yours, Daddy's going to go take a shower. Be ready."

Nodding your head you practice stretching your jaw and giggle a bit shaking your head biting your lip you peek through the crack of the bathroom door, watching him, you smile, sitting there, biting your lip. Letting out a slow breath looking at this man made your pussy quiver more so than thinking about him. You feel your muscles retract and you shiver, biting your lip you let out a soft whimper.

When he finishes his shower he looks in your direction, and you open your mouth, prepared for fucking.

"Good girl." He smiles as he wastes no time placing the tip of his cock on your lips.

Licking the tip of him you slowly work your way along the length, your lips caressing the left side, then back up and down the right side. Taking your leash from you he pulls your head forward forcing himself into your mouth and uses the leash as leverage to fuck your mouth. Your tongue flat along the bottom of his thick, hard, throbbing cock.

"Open your mouth wider, Baby." He tells you.

You willingly oblige. Opening your mouth so he can easily slide his cock in and out of your mouth, shoving further and further tickling the back of your throat. He watches as you drool a bit and grunts.

"Fuck." He groans as you slowly close your lips around him taught and swirl your tongue around him as he uses the leash to guide you back and forth.

"Just like that, Baby, you're going to make Daddy cum in that pretty mouth." He growls.

You keep doing what you're doing, not changing a thing. You look up at him as he growls again, shoving himself deeper into your mouth and he cums in your mouth, slowly pulling his cock out filling your mouth. You smile and swallow like the good girl you are and look over his face.

"Did I do good?" You ask him.

"I'll show you how good you did, turn around." He tells you.

Without second-guessing, you turn around and he pulls the tail from you and tosses it to the floor. Smirking he grips your hips and lifts you up a bit and smiles.

"You ready for me baby?" He asks you.

"Yes, Alpha." You state eagerly.

Taking his slick hard throbbing cock he places it against your back hole and slowly pushing. You feel a small pop and you let out a whimper, your breath hitches and you pull your stomach in, your eyes close.

"You're so big Daddy." You whimper.

"You're going to take all of me baby, be ready." he coaxes you as he slowly pushes further into your ass.

You let out a soft moan as you feel him stretch you. Your hips move back and forth as you feel him going further and further into you. You grip the blankets in your fists and your face pressed into the bed as you let out a heavy moan.

"FUCK!" You scream into the bed as he begins to fuck you harder.

"Fuck baby, you're so tight." He praises you as he picks up speed. Your ass feels so good with him in there, hitting a spot only he could hit. You moan out more as he picks up more of a speed. He takes the leash and pulls you up. You're on all fours, your head pulled up-right due to the collar and leash being tight against your neck, but the pleasure is overwhelming. You can't bring yourself to control anymore.

"Fuck Daddy... I'm going to cum, you feel so good." You whine.

"Not yet baby... not till daddy fills that ass." He grunts as he slaps your ass with his large rough hand.

Your hips buckle and you press into him back and forth, back and forth, feeling him slide easily, no issues, you moan louder.

"Daddy! I can't hold it! I'm going to cum... Please Sir! Please let me cum." you beg.

With a chuckle and another grunt. "Not yet. You have to wait." He managed to speak after each thrust.

He didn't want you to cum, not yet and you obeyed that. As he fucked your ass harder from tip to hilt he held you to him and you screeched and whimpered.

"FUCK!" You call out.

"I'm going to cum again baby..."

"Then you can breed me Daddy?" You ask him.

"Like my wolf in heat... I'm going to fill that pussy up." He growls as he cums in your ass, slowly pulling out after his cock finishes its last twitch. But he was far from done.

When he pulled out the cum started to slowly drip down our pussy onto the bed but seeing that made him feel primal all over again.

"God damn girl, you've got me feeling like a beast. I just want to fill you all up." He growls as he shoves his cock into your pussy slamming against you. Making a mess all over you, all over him, all over the bed. Between you dripping wet and his seed coming from you, as he fucked you using his own cum as a lubricant he growled. "You're going to be so full by the end of the night." he growled.

"Yes please, Alpha, give me your pup." you moan softly.

He takes your leash pulling it tight again as he fucks your pussy so hard your hips buckle and his balls slap against your clit. You let out a heavy moan and you can't control your urges. You can't control your wants anymore.

"Beg for my cum baby! Beg for my seed!"

"Please, Please cum in me, fill me up, Sir. I want to carry your baby. Fill my pussy up!" You beg.

"You want my seed girl?" he growls

"YES! FUCK!" you moan out as he grunts a bit more. "Fill me Alpha!" You beg. He growls again and presses his cock deep into you holding you against him as he lets out a snarl and you feel him release for the last time.

"Come on baby, finish for me. You earned it."

With those words, you wasted no time, and you've cum the hardest you've cum in a long time. Your body shakes and quivers, you fall onto the bed, full, messy, and loving every damn minute of this. Your panting as he reaches down and undoes your leash, your collar, and kisses your forehead looking over you as he lays next to you.

"Good girl."

"You gotta take care of yourself now." He smirks rubbing your side as he pulls you closer. "How about a bath after a few moments?" He asked you.

"Yes, please." you say softly kissing his nose.

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