#this ask made my day thank you gon

[tired-needs-sleep]

what's your favorite thing abt one (or some) of your oc's personalities? do they have any certain behaviour patterns/mannerisms that you love? choose whoever u wanna talk abt, I'd love to hear :]

drops everything runs over to you. some? how about all the main gals.

oh. ih god oh my sweet trauamtized ocs.

i talk so much here. like a lot more than normal. sillies,,

for rhea i think one of my favorite things is actually how i imagine a novelization of their save file. since i think it would be so cool if taka dies, (but technically speaking either taka route can work for them. the choices are both in character for her so it's basically a 50/50 chance she'll lean one way or the other) i want to show just how absolutely fed up and tired of team meteor rhea is, so instead of the usual tone of narrative showing the reader how rhea feels on the inside at the moment, rhea stands up while holding taka's scarf, and the tone changes. from something like, say:

rhea blinked at cain through the window they made in the blanket cocoon they were in. of course he was right. there were more important things than feeling sad over something in the past. that could wait until later.

it would become this if it took place after taka dies:

they blinked at him. “right. there's more urgent things than this. what's the plan?”

i think i can explain a lot better with demonstration than describing it but i'm completely obsessed with this style choice. basically it shuts out about 90% of their inner monologue that is usually in what i write. most feelings and thoughts would be shown through actions and words, but i have not had too much luck with writing that style quickly since i'm so used to adding a “they sighed, irritation ..yadayadayada” to some part of an interaction. i still love it, just takes longer since i would need to go back and filter things out. also i get rid of things like the 'felt' in “she felt the wind on her face” to become “wind blew on her face.” makes it seem less casual and more tense. past me may be a little silly but that was one of the better ideas for them.

also after taka dies they go apeshit because they grew as close friends whole they got lost traveled through the desert. like team meteor killed kiki, someone i imagined rhea would be close to, kidnapped the kids, tried to kill them multiple times, and probably more i can't think off off the top of my head, but then taka? a good friend? nah i think i would be done too lol

that's just the narrative as well. rhea as a character i adore so much. like how they blush at the smallest complement or gravitates towards citrus fruit. or how koa (espeon) evolves to save them again, since they did that on the train too, so rhea returns the favor and ends up with a cool lightning scar as a result. and how they just squeeze their heirloom as a stress response. sometimes she bleeds. sometimes she does not notice. thank you twitter mutual that was an amazing idea

ALSO ALSO ALSO their relationship with amaria. i have a whole draft talking about this. what really sold me on the don't fight taka route was amaria attempting to drown the player. i don't know how the scene goes exactly but i was not about to let that opportunity go. rhea finds themselves looking up to amy and is like "wow. strong trainer. i wanna be like that sometime maybe." and i imagine they got along too. which makes it hurt more when they're both underwater and rhea can't get air. (i like to hc that the dive tm just enhances the trainer's ability to hold their breath underwater depending on how strong the pokemon using it is and at that point it's been a hot minute since resurfacing) so rhea, afterwards, goes from enjoying being underwater and surfing to being anxious when there's other people around. they're okay when alone but is usually on high alert anyway.

nia?!?! nia. so rotten over her. i love how she's just playing pretend basically. she's very hurt on the inside even before nancy dies but she just acts very extroverted and hyper to distract herself. she is still generally a friendly and generous person but it's like, she's pretending it isn't affecting her, when it is. little things like how she flinches when people begin to argue around her or how she has less faith and trust in authority figures, even being a little less obligated to do what they say. (see the time where i think it was crescent told her and ren not to go after melia and nia straight up told them, "nah we just didn't care what you said to us") i haven't thought of too many more but they will be there!!

the biggest thing i've been obsessed over with her is how she deals with the "death" of herself. at first her favorite color is red, since pink is a shade of red and nia and nancy were super close. but that shifts from red to orange and yellow after she comes back. ironically the same color as lava. hm. but it's not just the colors!! she likes wind. and rain to an extent, but not too much rain. her hair type and rain is not a good combination when she just got her hair done. but mostly wind. she can feel the wind. it reminds her she's still there. and that breaks me because she's learning to notice smaller things she didn't before. go girl go enjoy life as much as you can within the circumstance. the relationships with other characters too. it really made rejuvenation for me. playing fetch with aelita. i was dying of fun. nia smiled for the first time after mom died there. playing with her bestie and a cute doggo. goodest boy ever. hanging out with melia. nia found hapi and her meeting very sweet.

also erin saying that nia fidgets a lot in her sleep. makes sense, since nia has bad nightmares. twisted endings to things scare her to the point she dreads going to bed. i like to think melia catches her awake and they talk a little before nia thanks her for what she told tesla at terajuma.

nia may not have an "oh my god. i'm not straight" moment but she will have multiple instances of "wow. i am really gay. shameless even" just like me. should've seen my reaction to medalis' art smh

oh boy. emo girl. kisaragi. she's not nearly as developed as nia and rhea but i still adore her and her seriousness and parental issues

do you know how excited i was when valkyrie gave me the go ahead to make them. went feral. absol aura wielder beloved. i never figured out their hair color since red eyes go well with both white and black hair. they developed some trust issues a lot earlier than the other two ocs because they already experienced fake friends so many times. i was like, it would be cool if sara was from aevium, where most of that au is, and went on the desolation boat with the help of their friends because they were so done with their parents.

so sara tends to come off as sort of mean at first, because she defaults to “this person might just want something from me and leave afterwards, so why get attached in the first place anyway” so it takes a while for them to fully trust anyone, really. they're super soft on the inside though. mega soft. see when they interact with their absol, hasumi. i'm such a heckin sucker for mean/rough exterior but soft characters. they are so shaped. hug shaped. i like how they'd just melt if you say something like how you think they're so cool. they have some self worth issues thanks to their parents comparing them to their siblings often and disregarding what they might want to study at school for whatever they think is better. which is never better for sara.

i also really like what i have for their current dark type behavior (since soul bonded with absol, they can display characteristics similar to the type):

gets a headache that can turn to a migraine with too much exposure to artificial lights.

low sugar tolerance

feels connected to night/darkness as a whole, but in sara's case specifically the moon or a dark forest

can see better in the dark

unusual stealthiness. literally walks silently most of the time

hates bugs, would never admit to being scared of certain ones

practically nocturnal, does better at night but can handle the day fine.

i still don't know how the fighting type weakness can manifest? there's also the general effects an aura wielder has. like being resistant to illness, which i find funny because i hardly ever get sick. i woke up sick one day and was better in 2 hours. why is my immune system made of steel? i've been joked about because of it kashahhasja

also she likes ghosts since like absol, they think they're generally misunderstood. sort of like them. maybe people think they're stuck up or rude or something when that's not who they really are, like how people can think all ghost types are malicious when most aren't. also finds them fascinating how there's no scientific explanation for some of the cool things they can do!! and that's even cooler. how do you phase through the wall haunter do it again. again. again!

tldr i'm soo normal about them all.

#sleepy shut up you talk about them so much /j #sleepy rambles #oc: rhea🪐 #oc: nia <3 #oc: kisaragi🌙 #this ask made my day thank you gon #i was gonna ask you something but the words didn't wanna articulate AAAGHHH #i love my ocs a healthy amount #this is one of the longer rambles #i just adore them all and think they deserve happiness... #..... #*hurts them again* #new desolation episode tomorrow so very excited to play with sara again #also i got this ask about 2 hours ago and i'm just now finishing it #very fun one though #when the ask makes me think and talk a lot>>>

[ahogedetective]

“i might have blown up too many balloons for the party...” / from kyoko!

{ Shuichi Day!! 🎉🍰🎊}

“O-Oh my god." Shuichi can't help but just stare in honest amazement at all the balloons in the room, practically covering it. "Might? N-No, I personally think y...y..." His voice is breaking from how much he wants to laugh. "H-Hee... didn't blow enough balloons! H-Heheh, hahaha!" He couldn't help it. He started bursting out laughing. "Ahaha, ahehe, I-I'm sorry, I promise I'm not laughing at you, i-its just....a-all these ballooons-sahaha...!!"

Shuichi really wasn't laughing at her to tease her about it. More like something they could both laugh about together, showing that he truly has no problem with it. If anything, he found it surprisingly cute how excited she must have gotten about blowing balloons, that she went a bit overboard with it. Once his giggles finally died down, that bright smile was still present on his face. "In all seriousness, I think it makes the room feel more lively: I like it. Thank you so much, Kyoko. I can't wait to have a fun time celebrating with you and everyone else...!"

#BFGDHFZ KYOKO YOU NERD!!! SHE'S SO CUTE PLEASE..... #Mr. Detective LOVES IT okay!!!!! #They gon have a super fun time together~ 🎈 #thank u once more for throwing so many of your cute babies at me and my sushi~ #He loves them all they truly made his day..... #Shuichi answers;; #heldwoven #Birthday asks;;

[dilfl0v3rss]

Omg plug Connie and him teaching his suburban princess his ways😩😮‍💨

here we gooooo🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️

“wake up fat butt. taking you t’school today.” connie mumbled, tapping your ass lightly until you opened your eyes. you gave your boyfriend a death stare as you sat up and scratched your head. bonnet nowhere to be found as you were previously sleeping peaceful in your boyfriends tee shirt. “what?” “you wanted to learn more about what i do so you gon be my partner for the day since ony at his family renunion.”

your brown doe eyes widened in excitement as you hugged your boyfriends lower half from the bed. cheek pressed against his print in his boxers as you mumbled a bunch of “thank yous”. you’ve been begging connie for weeks to show you more of what he does, but he’d always tell you he didn’t want you in that type of work. it took a little convincing,but he finally agreed after you did some “handiwork” a handjob. now you’re here, learning your first lesson.

lesson one: weighing and packaging the weed

“no no no mami you gotta weigh it before you bag ittt” connie sighed as he turned the bag of weed upside down. letting the herb fall back onto table. “i did connn. the thingy had a three and a five before i put it in the baggy” long acrylic nail pointing to the small scale as you whined to your boyfriend. “three point five princesa ay dios mío. the ‘thingy’ gotta have a dot in between the three and the five.”

your eyes widened as you realized your mistake. “ohhhh okay okay okay. lemme try again” you began picking up the pieces of weed and placing them on the scale. watching carefully until the desired weight showed before putting them in the pretty pink bag and sealing it up. “doneee!” connie lifted his head from his phone, taking the small baggy from your hands before he turned it left and right.

he looked closely for any mistakes with the packaging, but he found none. it was “perfect baby. good job” connie rewarded with you a kiss on the forehead before handing you another bag. “now you got about forty more to do and you gon go mobile wit me.” connie chuckled at your loud gasp as you smiled to your yourself. “wanna shoot your gun” you mumbled as you continued weighing another pile. “whatchu say?” “huh? nothing papa. m’working”

lesson two: selling the product

his lips curved into a smile as he watched you hum your favorite song. brown eyes studying the nature outside the passenger window while your pretty fingers stroked connie hand that was on your thigh. connie’s first group of clients were college students. usually needed a quick blunt in the morning to calm their nerves before their day starts. as he approached his usual parking spot for selling, he let go of your thigh to lay his glock on his lap. “got my princess wit me so i gotta be extra careful”

his words made your stomach flip as you looked at the weapon laid on his sweatpants. “can you teach me how t’shoot it?” your eyes widened in hope as you watched your boyfriend tilt his head back, thinking of whether or not he should teach you. it would be good for you to protect yourself, but with him almost always around you would rarely need to. plus if you weren’t with him, you were with friends so you’ll never really be alone. “i’ll think about it ma” he mumbled before nodding his head towards your window.

you didn’t get the chance to dwell on his words as you watched the college boy, probably from some type of fraternity, walking towards the car. hat on backwards, covering his blonde hair while his shirt sat way too tight on his chest. his khaki shorts rested evenly on his hips as he shamelessly tried to look all up in connie’s window. “c dawgggg. wassup man?” connie rolled his eyes, already annoyed with the loud mouthed man at his window. connie nodded his head while saying hey before asking what it was the guy needed. "since im throwing tonight ima need a zip. finals been kicked everyone's ass and now that they're over, it's time to celebrate!”

connie turned towards you, eyeing your figure in your pretty skirt before a smirk planted on his lips. "you heard em mama" you nodded your head before reaching into the backseat for your boyfriends heavy duffel bag full of drugs. connie watched your skirt begin to ride up your ass so he made sure to block the guys view with his body until you finished. you sat the bag in your lap, digging through the different packages of weed until you found two bags. one was a little smaller than the other which confused you because you forgot if an ounce was the larger size or the smaller one. "uhhhh im kinda in a rush" the boy said before connie gave him a deadly stare, signaling for him to shut the fuck up.

you lifted your head up expecting to see the impatient client, but connie blocked your view with his head, giving you a calm smile and a nod for you to take your time. "i-i don't remember which one it is." he rested his hand on your lap. "think ma. if you get it right i'll buy you a new bag." your eyes lit up at the offer. you began to think back to when you were packaging the weed at the house, eventually handing him the larger bag. connie smiled as he lightly took it from your pretty hands. he held his hand out to the guy, waiting for him to pay up. after he paid connie handed him the bag.

"uhh why’s it pink..” connie rolled his eyes in irritation. why can’t he just take the weed and go. “my partner worked hard weighing and baggin that shit. this her product and you gon cop it and be happy wit it, you heard?” the guy lifted his hands in his defense before giving connie a nervous smile. “alright a-alright man thanks. t-tell your new partner i said thanks too." connie rolled up his window before turning towards you. “how i do papi?” your pretty smile making butterflies appear in his stomach before he leaned over and to give you a sloppy kiss on the lips. "did good mama. we gon stay here for a little bit then go to my other stops for my other clients ‘kay?” connie smiled as he watched you excitedly nod your head. lip tucked behind your teeth as you mindlessly played on your phone.

lesson three: counting and distributing the money

after the two of you finished, connie took you to your final destination before taking you home, the trap house. the smell of weed was pungent as you walked deeper and deeper in, stopping when you seen him take a seat at the dining room table. “come” he said while patting his lap. you sat down without complaint before connie pulled out a a couple stacks of cash. the two of you sold to a lot of people, but you weren’t really paying attention much to how much they were paying, only really worrying about giving the right size baggy. it must’ve been a really good day though because by the time you finished every single bag was sold. he had some good shit.

“you made all this in one dayyyy?” brown eyes wide as you stared at the bills in disbelief. connie’s arm tightened around your middle before he chuckled. “not just me mami” before you knew it your boyfriend separated the stacks evenly, sliding the other half in front of you before beginning to count the money he had left. “gon head pretty. count your cut” you eagerly took the money, long nails clanking together as you tried to quickly count the different bills. “what’s the third one for?” you eyed the third pile of money that sat next to connie. it looked about the same size as the both of yours. “my brother”

before you could speak the sound of a loud engine approaching the house cut you off. then in walked your boyfriend’s “brother” ony. a bag holding four to go plates in his hand as he typed away on his phone. “i know m’hella late gettin here” he mumbled as he mindlessly kicked the door closed behind him. he hasn’t looked up at you yet, still focused on his phone so he kept speaking as if you weren’t there. “just got the meanest head from kiki. swear that woman could suck a watermelon through a straw. had to block her tho cause i can’t be cuffing no bitch that be aight wit sucking dick in my granny room. nasty lil th-”

he finally looked up from his screen, eyes widening in shock as he looked at you and connie giggling in the dining room. “man why you ain’t tell me you brought her hereeee” he fake whined as he walked up to the two of you. giving you a peck on the cheek before dapping connie up. you raised your eyebrow at him before connie replied. “this why she wont let you get a date wit her sister bro” connie chuckled as he watched ony place his hand on his heart. ony had been asking you for months to set up a date with him and your sister, but you tell him all the time that you’d never willingly put any woman in your family through that, knowing his promiscuous lifestyle.

“sis i swear ima good man. if she ever text me back the rest of them girls gettin dropped on god.” you rolled your eyes, playfully scoffing before you caught sight of the stack of money that was for him. “yea whateverrrr” you said before nodding your head towards the money. “shit, thank you ma. this yours hermano” connie grabbed the stack and handed it to ony before also sliding him the empty duffle bag for him to fill with new product. “good looks. so how was it suge? like being a lil plug?”

you smiled as you shrugged your shoulders. mind wandering to the multiple events that went on today. “hmmm it was aight. i liked packing the weed up. oh and connie let me use pretty pink bags to put them innn.” connie smiled up at you, tickling your side before nodding his head towards the white bag ony placed on the table. “hope one of them plates is for me. if you can’t break bread you fake” ony chuckled before opening up the bag and handing him two of the plates. “got two plates of food and two plates of sweet shit that nanna made. ian know you was coming sis but you know i would’ve got you one.” you shrugged your shoulders before getting up from connie’s lap, taking the plate of food towards the microwave for him.

“it’s good connie gon share” your boyfriend shook his head at you. mumbling to himself as pulled out his phone. “cant have shit in this house” him and ony began to chuckle as your face turn into one of annoyance. you walked back towards him. swiftly plucking connie on the back of the head before laying his plate in front of him. “ay! mujer loca” he said while rubbing his “sore” head. ony continued to laugh while he walked towards the kitchen to heat up his food next. “hurry up and get married so i can get a niece. wanna take her t’disney and buy her dolls and shit.”

ony refused to even think about having kids of his own unless it was with the right woman. and since he doesn’t feel like he’s found her yet he plans on living his dream of spoiling a little princess through you and connie. the two of you laughed before waiting for him to sit back down with his plate so you can eat as a “family”. when he finally sat down, he immediately started rolling his eyes. “y’all laughing, but m’dead serious. have my niece” you playfully slapped his arm before beginning to eat your food. “don’t got time for kids right now. i’m a big time drug dealer.” connie nearly choked on his food when he heard your words, making the three of you laugh as you continued to eat together.

“just for today mami. tomorrow you my suburban princess again”

#aot x black reader #aot #aot connie #connie springer #x black reader #connie x black!reader #connie x black reader #connie springer x black!reader #connie springer x black reader #connie x y/n #connie x black y/n

[badasmuse]

“Birthday Sex”

Bada Lee x Reader

Warnings: 18+ (MDNI), smoking, penetrative sex, lowercase intended, language, cute names, top!bada, bottom!reader, reader is a dickhead lowkey but not to bada

Summary: it’s y/n’s birthday. ofc bada gon do her right.

a/n: it’s actually my birthday🤭here’s my gift to y’all. my gift FROM y’all? blow this mf up pls!

Song to listen to: Birthday Sex by Jeremih

“i’m so pissed i have to work on my fucking birthday.” you said into the phone standing outside your job taking a smoke break.

“i know my love but you only have a few more hours left. when you get home i’ll have dinner ready, movies and wine, and i’ll run you a bath. does that sound good?” bada asks softly. she knows how upset you are and she doesn’t want to say anything that could make you more upset.

“yeah that sounds amazing.” you inhale the black n mild between your fingers and flick the ashes blowing out the smoke. “i just wish i was in bed with you right now. i’m tired. i asked for it off they told me no. i asked someone to switch shifts they said no. i was gonna call off but they said i’d get written up and i already have two fucking write ups for punching a customer and telling my manager to suck my dick. well that’s not why- i said suck my dick and she said i don’t have one and i replied with “yeah but my girlfriend has a big ass strap and i’d shove it so far down your throat it’ll come out your ass.” then i got written up.”

bada blinks, “y/n you did not tell me that.”

“i know. fuck i gotta go i love you.” you put out the black and hang up when bada returns the words of affection.

hours later you look at the time and and sigh. “fucking finally.”

“y/n i need you to stay an extra-“ you cut your manager off.

“nah bro it’s my birthday and i want to go the fuck home. you and these customers can eat my shorts.” you clock out and dip the fuck out. hopping in your car and speeding out the parking lot bumping your music loudly.

when you get home, you mouth waters at the smell of pasta in the air. “bada?” you say kicking off your shoes.

“hi my love! how was work?” she asks from the kitchen.

“terrible. i hate it there.” you hug her from behind. “i missed you.”

“i missed you more. go sit down i’ll make your plate.” she says, rubbing your knuckles.

once she sets the plate in front of you, you practically moan tasting the alfredo on your tongue.

“is it good?” she asks.

“fucking amazing. i love you.” you say wiping sauce off your mouth with a napkin.

bada once again asks about your day and you tell her everything. you start with the customer you called a dickhead for commenting on how your boobs looked in your work shirt and end with your boss asking you to stay another hour. by now you guys are in the bathroom waiting for the tub to fill up.

“i told her to eat my shorts.” you say, stripping out of your clothes.

bada laughs, turning off the water. “you’re gonna get fired. get in the tub.”

you shrug, “i don’t care i hate her.” a moan leaves your mouth again as you sink into the tub. “can i smoke?” you ask.

she’s never been a fan of you smoking so she doesn’t let you do it in the house but, “since it’s your birthday, i’ll allow it.” she goes and pulls a black from your purse and the lighter she had custom made for your last birthday.

“thank you. i’ll brush my teeth again to get the taste out for when we kiss.” you say lighting it.

her face scrunches at the smell but she remains in the bathroom. she puts her hand in the water running it up and down your leg that isn’t exposed. “i wish we could’ve spent all day together.” she says quietly.

“i know honey i do too. i would quit but i don’t have anything lined up right now.” you sigh.

“we need a receptionist at justjerk… i can put in a good word for you.” she says trailing her fingers up your thigh.

“you’re saying one thing but you’re thinking about something else.” you blow smoke, putting your cigar out.

“you had a stressful day. i just wanna make you feel better.” she says dragging her fingers further up your thigh. “and it’s your birthday..”

she pulls the drain plug and helps you stand, taking down the shower head so she can rinse the bubbles off you. she moves it further down, holding it against your clit for a second before moving down your legs.

a soft whine escapes your lips and bada’s head snaps up. “was that a whine?” she smirks.

usually you’re the dominate one. loud, assertive, all that. especially in bed. man does bada like that. occasionally you’ll let bada top, like when she’s mad and needs to let out steam (which is damn near never. she’s always so happy and giggly.) but, hearing you whine woke something up inside her. now she kinda wants to pin you down and pound into you until you cum all over the bed.

you don’t respond, biting your lip. bada doesn’t like that. “i asked a question.”

your thighs clench as you look down at her, “yes…it was a whine.” you mumble.

she giggles kissing your nose. “come on let’s go in the room.” helping you out, bada wraps you in a towel and guides you to the room. after you brush your teeth of course.

you sit on the bed quietly as bada re-emerges from the closet with her strap in hand. your eyes close at the thought of her using it on you. it’s been awhile and that thing is huge.

bada pushes you back against the bed opening your towel. you put your legs up, spreading them wide for her. you’re dripping onto the towel as you watch her put the strap on.

“bada..” you whine out, “please fuck me.” please fuck me? who are you right now y/n? since when do you beg???

another giggle leaves bada’s lips as she runs the tip of her strap over your clit. she slowly pushes it in, taking her time cause she knows it’s been too long since you bottomed.

tears fill your eyes as she pushes into you. “fuck.” you whisper, covering your face.

“shhh, you’re okay. i’ll go slow.” she says pushing in deeper but at a very slow pace.

“oh god bada wait.” you say when she’s in all the way.

she leans over and plants a kiss on your forehead. “take your time. we have all night.”

after a few minutes you nod your head and bada starts thrusting slowly. you gasp feeling her hit your spot head on. you open your mouth to say something but your phone cuts you off.

“fuck who the fuck..” you go to reach for it but bada grabs you, pinning you down to the bed. “don’t touch that fucking phone.”

you moan in response as her thrusts speed up. your thighs shake and you writhe on the bed. “oh fuck bada just like that!” you scream as she starts pounding into you. “feels.. fuck. you- oh my god..”

“can’t even form sentences. my dumb birthday girl.” bada pants, holding your wrists with one hand and using the other to rub your swollen clit with her long fingers.

you let out another scream as you r body spasms. “cum.. bada c-cum.” you say. you’re supposed to be asking her if you can… or telling her you have to. you’re not too sure anymore. you’re just thinking about the feeling of her thick strap hitting your gspot so good.

“cum for me baby… i need a big mess to clean up.” she giggles, lifting your leg on her shoulder.

her giggles make you moan louder. you clench around the strap, cumming hard. your vision goes white and your leg shakes on her shoulder. “fuck bada pull out it’s too much.”

she does as you ask and bites her lip as she watches your cum squirt out of you. she now remembers why you hate bottoming.

“fuck the bed is gonna be all wet and we’ll have to sleep in the guest room.” you whine out when you come down from your high.

“baby.. relax. you came on the towel. the bed is fine.” bada says taking off the strap. like always, she kneels down and starts licking the cum off your thighs and your cunt making sure you’re not too sticky before you go to bed.

you moan loudly. you feel clean but she keeps eating you out. “OKAY- big thirsty ass that’s enough.” you moan pushing her head back. “you got it all up.”

she pouts, “but you taste good.”

“let me rest. wake me up in an hour and i’ll let you eat me out till your heart gives out.” you mutter closing your eyes.

“happy birthday my love.” she whispers as you fall asleep.

W birthday honestly.

#bada lee #bada lee smut #bada lee x reader #swf2 x reader #swf2 #squidnotes #happy birthday squid! #Spotify

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

Chibs with a reader around the same age as Juice and they do it on Chibs’s bike at the club house thinking nobody is there but they get caught by a few of the members

Teach Me How to Ride.

Synopsis - Chibs is teaching you how to ride (in more ways than one).

Pairing - Filip 'Chibs' Telford x Female Reader

Warnings - smut. cursing. age gap.

Age Rating - 18+

Word Count - 1k

Author's Note - thank you SO much for this request, anon. it made me feral. that old man owns me and i'm not sorry about it. always open to SOA and chibs requests. <3

Masterlist. Inbox.

"Any weekend plans, darlin'?"

You smile at the blonde man sat on the other side of the bar you're wiping down.

"Nothing too exciting. I think I'm gonna try and get out on my bike."

His brows raise in curiosity.

"You have a bike now?"

"Yeah. Chibs is teaching me how to ride."

"I bet he is."

You roll your eyes at the snickers that come from the other guys who are dotted around the room.

"Real mature, Jax."

"Is he charging you for these lessons, or are you paying him in other ways?"

You put down your cloth and look up.

"I'll jump over this bar and beat your ass right now, Tig. Don't think I won't."

They all laugh, and you can't help but chuckle along with them. You know they mean well. They'd do anything for you, in a heartbeat.

Eventually, the sun sets, and all of the guys make their way home. You've been restocking the bar, not minding staying a little later if it means you get the job done.

You're crouched down filling the fridge when you hear a familiar Scottish accent echo though the clubhouse.

"You still here, sweetheart?"

You stand up and smile at him, grinning wider when he reciprocates.

"Still here. Trying to get my shit done."

"That's my girl. Always working ten times harder than the rest of us."

You laugh, throwing him a beer.

"You're here late. How did the run go?"

"All good, nothing to worry about," he winks.

You think back to Jax's comment earlier, and decide you've had enough of avoiding the truth. You want answers. You also just kind of want to know what he'll say.

"Why does everyone think we're fucking?"

Chibs practically chokes on his drink, taken aback by your sudden brashness.

"What?"

"You heard me."

He takes a moment to process, before a slow smile etches itself onto his face.

"Why do you ask that?"

"Just something Jax said earlier."

"Ignore that bastard. He doesn't think before he speaks."

You chuckle in agreement, finishing up your jobs for the day.

"You wan' a ride home?"

You nod gratefully, making sure to lock up before walking over to where Chibs is leaning against his bike. He's parked by the door, under the shelter, obscured from the yard. He slips a helmet onto your head, before standing in front of you to do up the buckle. His rough fingertips slide under your chin, clasping the straps in place. He swipes a thumb over your bottom lip gently, eyes never leaving your face.

"You're too good for me," he murmurs. "Pretty young thing like you."

"Everyone already thinks we're fucking anyway," you whisper, smirk on your face.

He chuckles lowly, before leaning in to capture your lips with his. He kisses you with need, unbuckling the helmet he just put on you and dropping it to the ground. He's grabbing at you - your hips, your ass, anywhere he can find. You've got your hands tangled in his hair, yanking roughly when he bites your lip.

The two of you waste no time. Chibs is shrugging his jacket off while unbuttoning your pants, pulling them down. You're fumbling with his belt, undoing his jeans with shaky hands. You're both high on adrenaline, desperate to feel the other person. He smashes his lips back to yours and you groan, reveling in the way he tastes like smoke and peppermint.

Chibs grabs your hips and walks you backwards, twirling you around so you're bent over his bike. You can't help but laugh, remembering what Jax had said.

"What?" he chuckles into your ear, hot and heavy against your back.

"Nothing," you giggle. "I'll tell you later. You gonna fuck me, old man, or just stand there?"

He growls under his breath and smacks your ass as punishment, smirking when you whine.

"You gonna ask me nicely, sweetheart?"

At this point, you're not above begging. Besides, you know it'll do wonders for his ego, and you don't entirely mind that.

"Please, Chibs," you whinge. "Waited so long for this."

"Oh, ya have?" he coos. "Better not keep you waitin' then."

In one smooth thrust he slides home, both of you groaning in unison. He plants a hand on the back of your neck, the other with a firm grip on your hip, providing him with leverage. He sets a steady, even pace, careful not to knock the bike over.

He tilts his hips upwards a little and you keen, seeing stars.

"Right there? Yeah? That's it, isn't it?"

You only nod in response, holding onto the motorcycle for dear life. You trust him, though. You know he won't let you fall.

"Fuck, darlin'. You feel so good."

"So close," you choke out.

"I know, I know. Can feel you squeezin' me. Come on, that's it. Good girl."

The lilt of his accent combined with the glide of his hips is lethal, sending you over the edge in no time. You see stars, heart racing and mind blank.

Your undoing is also Chibs'. He groans as he finds his release, leaning over to rest his head between your shoulders. You're both panting, chests heaving as you recover.

After a moment, the bike groans, and you both jump up, laughing as you do it. You're redressing, Chibs stealing kisses from you, when you hear a voice cut through the darkness.

"Well, shit. I was only kidding earlier."

You can hear Jax's teasing drawl before he comes into view, cocky smirk drawn across his face.

You groan as Chibs rolls his eyes and throws his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him. Both of you know you're not going to hear the end of this for a long time.

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[onlyfezco]

Forget Me Not - Fezco

Summary: Fez forgets your date Friday night and he spends the weekend trying to get back on your good side

Fezco x Reader

Word count: 2,247

Author’s Note: This just started because I thought about blasting music that fit my mood when I was mad and the other person realizing I was mad based off the lyrics lol. Comments and reblogs are appreciated. The divider is from @firefly-graphics​

It had been a long night. Fez got word about a party happening last minute and him and Ash needed to go to lessen the load of Mouse’s latest supply. Before the party, Fez had been at the store for most of the day. He was ready to count up the money from tonight and go straight to bed.

“You’re in trouble,” Fez heard Ash say from the living room. He finished locking the door then made his way towards his brother.

“What I do,” Fez asked, then his eyes followed Ash’s to the couch where you lay sleeping. 

“Oh shit,” Fez said, rubbing his hand over his shaved head. Normally, this wouldn’t be Fez’s reaction to seeing his girlfriend. Especially, after a super long day. But it was your nice black dress and perfectly done hair that reminded Fez he forgot about your date. 

“Yeah, shit,” Ash chuckled dropping his backpack on the kitchen table. “She’s gonna be pissed.”

“I forgot she was stayin’ over this weekend. Her roommate’s army boyfriend was comin’ home for the weekend and she ain’t want to stay around for them reunitin’ for three days straight.”

“So she’s gonna be mad at you all weekend here? That’s hilarious,” Ash said with a silent laugh so he wouldn’t wake you.

“Man, shut the fuck up,” Fez whispered to his brother. By no means was any of this funny. 

“I’mma let you deal with that. I’m goin’ to my room.”

Once Ash was gone, Fez squatted down so he was on eyelevel with you. “Ma,” he said softly. “Ma, wake up.” You stirred a little but your eyes were still closed. “Come on, let’s get you in bed,” Fez said gently shaking you now.

Your eyes opened briefly, then closed again. “I’m fine here,” you replied flatly, then rolled over so your back was to Fezco now. 

Fez sighed. “Come on, baby. I’m sorry. I heard about a party the other day, and you know I got this extra supply to get rid of this month.”

“So not only did you go to a party without me, you didn’t call to let me know you’d be home late either? Nice to know I’m so forgettable.” You readjusted on the couch then pulled the blanket down to cover yourself up. After about an hour of Fez not showing up and not hearing anything from him, you took your makeup off and got comfortable on the couch. 

You knew you were being a bit childish. You could have easily called Fez to see where he was at, or remind him of your plans. But you had been texting him for most of the day anyway. It hurt that even though you should have been on his mind already, he still forgot about your date and you coming over. 

“You’re not. I know you’re mad, but at least sleep in my bed tonight.”

“No thank you.”

Fez sighed again frustrated with how stubborn you were. “You don’t have to sleep with me. I’ll take the couch.”

“No. Thank you,” you repeated more sternly this time. 

Fez just stayed there for a moment staring at your back hoping you’d give in and go to his bed. But you were stubborn and didn’t budge an inch. Fez stood up then walked to the kitchen table to put the money him and ash made tonight up somewhere safe. He wasn’t in the mood to sit there and count the profits right now. He’d worry about that tomorrow. He began making his way to his room, but glanced at the couch before he went down the hall to see if you changed your mind. You didn’t. He sighed then made the trek to his bedroom alone for the night. 

Well I'm not gon' cry

I'm not gon' cry

I'm not gon' shed no tears

Fezco practically shot up out of his bed at the loud music. He looked around the room and realized it was morning from the faint light pouring in from behind his curtains. He shook his head then got out of bed to see where the noise was coming from.

Ash was sitting at the kitchen table watching some Youtube video with his headphones in while shoveling pancakes and eggs into his mouth. He walked into the kitchen to see you flipping a pancake over as you sang to the Mary J. Blige song. You were obviously still upset. He knew you would occasionally play some 90′s R&B while you cooked, but playing Mary this loud was a sign you were mad.

“Morning, ma,” Fez said testing the waters with you. Normally when he’d catch you cooking in his kitchen, he would come up behind you and kiss your neck. But he didn’t want to make the mistake of touching you and making your madder right now. He didn’t think he could handle you pushing him away. 

Fez was met with silence as you grabbed a plate with some eggs already on it and placed the pancake down. “Come on, Y/N. I said I was sorry.” 

You still ignored him, putting the skillet into the sink then walking over to the table to sit down. You grabbed the syrup that was next to Ash and poured it over your pancakes. Fez looked around the kitchen and saw that there was no food for him. He sighed, his shoulders slumping. He grabbed a bowl from the cabinet and poured himself some cereal. Usually, he would sit next to you at the table, but he sat from across from you instead.

Ash looked up from his phone and eyed the both of you. He was sitting in the middle of you two and could feel the animosity.

The Mary song faded out, but another angsty one was up next. 

Baby Let Me Explain To You I'm Sayin

What You Sayin

It's Not Even Like That

It Wasn't Like That But I Saw You

Your eyes glanced up at Fez across the table from you but his eyes were already on you. Your eyes became angry as you glared at him then went back to your plate. Fez just sighed. Ash rushed to finish his food so he could hurry up and leave before things got more tense. 

It was almost noon now, so it was time for Marie’s bath. On weekend’s when you came over, you volunteered to help Fez with his grandma. You always called it girl time and you weren’t going to let your anger at her grandson stop that.

“You won’t believe what your grandson did now,” you spoke to the old woman. Just because she was bedridden and couldn’t speak, didn’t mean you couldn’t keep her updated on what was going on.

“He forgot that I was coming over,” you said as you moved the warm towel up and down her arm. “And on top of that, he went to a party. Without me!” 

As usual, you were met with silence. Fezco spoke so highly of his grandma when he first told you about her. Kitty was a badass. You hoped she would have liked you. Fez always said she would have loved you. 

“I know Mouse’s punk ass dumped more product on him than usual, but if Fez would have told me he was going, I wouldn’t have mind.” 

It was quiet for a moment. Just the sound of you dumping the towel back in the water then ringing it out. 

“I know this is mostly my issue of being forgotten and I’m making a big deal out it, but it hurts.”

You were so busy in your own head and giving Marie her bath that you didn’t hear Fez’s footsteps coming down the hall. He was at his grandmother’s door listening to everything you said. He was so upset with himself over the situation. There you were, giving his bedridden grandmother a sponge bath after he made you angry. Most people would have said screw it and not done anything for Fez. But that morning you made his brother breakfast and now this. God, he loved you. He had to find a way to make it up to you. 

After you were done with Marie, Ash convinced you to drive him to the mall so he could get some new shoes. You decided to make an afternoon of it since you weren’t planning on doing anything with Fez today. The two of you went to the movies after he bought his shoes. You paid for the tickets and he paid for the snacks. You told him he didn’t have to buy the snacks since you’re the one who decided to see a movie, but Ash insisted. Sometimes he would go to the movies with you and Fez, so he was just doing what he always saw. Fez would buy the tickets, and you would buy the snacks... well, sneak them in your purse. It was cute that Ash did that. You kissed him on the head and he wiped it off.

By the time you made it back to the O’Neil house, it was around 6. Ash asked you to drop him off at his friend’s place and said he would call you when he was ready to go. You were happy Ash was doing some normal child things, but you were bummed because that meant it would just be you and Fez. You started to think you should just forgive him. No point in holding out a grudge this pointless for too long. 

You used your key to get in and walked down the hall to drop your shopping bag by the couch, but the dim lighting and candles through you off. Cautiously, you looked around. It was way too quiet. 

You heard soft footsteps coming down the hall then turned to see your boyfriend in dress pants and a button down shirt holding your favorite flowers. 

“Hey,” Fez said softly.

“Hey,” you replied back just as soft. 

He walked closer to you then handed you the bouquet. “I got you these.”

You glanced down at the flowers then into Fez’s eyes as you reached out to grab the bouquet. Fez saw the small smile on your face and took that as a good sign. 

“I’m sorry, ma. I didn’t mean to forget our date or you comin’ over. It slipped my mind, but it ain’t gonna happen again.”

“I know, Fez. And I’m sorry, too,” you said, a hint of sadness in your voice.

Fez’s face scrunched up in confusion. “What you sorry fo’?”

You shook your head. “For ignoring you. For getting that mad at something so small.”

Fez walked closer to you shaking his head, grabbing your free hand. “Nah, you had a right to be mad. It was important to you that I remembered our date, and I didn’t. I don’t wanna ever make you feel bad and that’s what I did.”

Your hand tightened around Fez’s. Your eyes glanced around before they landed on Fez’s piercing eyes. “I just... I have issues with being forgotten about.” Fez slowly stepped in closer to you and you automatically leaned into him. He grabbed the flowers from your hand, placing them on the table so he could grab your other hand as well. You laid your head on his chest.

“You don’t have to worry about that with me, ma,” Fez said reassuringly, making you nuzzle in closer to him. “You, Ash, and Grandma are the most important people in my life. Even if I slip up n’ miss a date, I could never forget you. I love you too much.”

You let go of Fez’s hands and wrapped them around his waist squeezing him tightly. “I love you too.” 

Although you were no longer looking at him, Fez could hear it in your voice that were crying now. Fez wrapped one arm around you, and used his other to lift your face so he could look at you.

“Don’t cry, baby. You know I hate that.”

You sniffled, trying to stop the tears from falling. “I know. I just feel bad. I shouldn’t have ignored you.”

Fezco kissed your forehead, his lips lingering for just a moment. “It’s done. But let’s promise not to ignore each other, ‘kay?”

You nodded then exhaled trying to calm yourself down. “Okay.”

“Good,” Fez replied. He stepped back from you, your hands dropping down beside you, then he grabbed your hand and began leading you to your spot at the table. “Now, let’s enjoy this food I made.”

“You made this,” you asked smiling as you looked down at the delicious food in the center of the table. Fez could hear the doubt in your voice.

He pulled your chair out for you before he answered. “Well, I paid for it and put it on the nice glass plates. That’s basically makin’ it.”

“You made it look nice. You didn’t make it,” you corrected, giggling at him. You reached your hand out on top of the table once Fez sat down across from you. He took that as a sign you wanted to hold his hand. He reached out, his fingers interlacing with yours. “I love it though,” you told him. Your voice sweet like the syrup on a snow cone. “And I love you,” you added, squeezing his hand.

Fez’s lips curled up into a smile. He knows you mean it. Despite whatever happens, you always mean it.  “Love you too, ma.”

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[berberriescorner]

Hello! Stoping by to tell you I love your Husband/Father!Rio mini series. I know you don't take request, but was just wondering if you plan on giving us anymore glimpses of this cute little family? I love the way you write them. Hope you're doing okay and feeling better.

I'm doing okay, love. Good days and bad days, but I'm pushing through. Thanks for asking💜! I hope you're doing okay as well!

You're in luck, love bug! I cooked something up for them just the other day. The idea came to me, and I just had to get it out😆. I had planned to post it the other day, but I just didn't have the energy.

When I tell y'all this was the most frustrating mood board I've ever worked on🙄. I had it exactly to my liking and went to save...nothing happened. I tried everything before giving in and hitting the refresh button. Lost all my progress and had to start from scratch. That being said, enjoy, comment, and stop being scary with that reblog button😆🧡!

Inspired By💜🧡:

“It Be Your Own Blood”

Snickers filled the room, making way for the side eye your husband gave his two eldest daughters. His eyes moved at a snail’s pace before landing on you. Rio kissed his teeth as he watched your shoulders bounce up and down in silent giggles. You did everything to hold the laughter in, but his reaction made it difficult.

“Ain't a damn thing funny about any of this, mama,” he rasped.

Rio groaned as a tiny hand collided with his thigh. Sucking in a frustrated breath, he looked down, eyes settling on your third and youngest daughter.

“Daddy! You said a bad word. You’re not getting any dessert tonight. Gon’ miss out on all da candies,” she scolded, finger wagging in his direction.

“Alright, little miss thing. You're about to lose candy privileges as well. Are you supposed to be putting your hands on other people,” you reprimanded.

Her head tilted to the side, confusion written on her face. Big amber-colored eyes stretched with realization. “Sorry, Daddy,” she offered in a sweet baby voice.

“It's all good, baby girl. Daddy ain't mean to say a bad word.”

Rio noticed you and the two oldest rolling your eyes, hands flying in the air.

“Now, what I do?”

“These babies got you wrapped around their fingers.”

Just as Rio was about to argue your point, baby boy piped up, reminding him why he was irritated in the first place. The agitated toddler yanked at his pant leg. They eyed one another as his cute, chubby little hands stretched toward your husband. 

“Bae! Up!”

Laughter filled the room once more. You locked eyes with your husband. He side-eyed you as he picked the bossy toddler up.

Your husband nodded towards the chubby tot, “This is what I’m talkin’ about. These little goons talkin’ to me crazy.”

Rio’s brown orbs stared into identical eyes. “Aye, listen, little dude. You’re my mans and all, but you gon’ stop with this bae mess. Can you say Daddy?” Rio pointed at himself and enunciated slowly, “Daddy.”

The little tyrant giggled, shook his head no, and shouted, “Bae!”’

“Listen, little man, we ain't about to be roaming this neighborhood, decked out in the finest of costumes, with you hollering bae at me every five minutes.”

His little feet kicked as he bounced in his father’s arms.

“Baebaebae,” he retorted, doing a little jig.

“How old was little mama when we finally got her to switch back to daddy from bae?”

“Christopher, baby. He's in his terrible twos. Baby boy’s going to do what he wants. Don't fight it, bae-.”

“You do realize you're the problem. That's why I like it when you call me da-.”

Your hand connected with the back of his head softly. “Christopher!”

“I’m just saying, sweetheart. You got my boy over here thinking that’s my name. Put Daddy on repeat, and maybe he’ll get it right. Use my other nickname more often. Papa–that I can rock with.”

“You do realize the more you fight it—he’ll continue to say it, right?”

“All these kids are petty like their momma. It be your own blood, for real. I thought you was the homie, son,” he teased the babbling toddler.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing. At least people will know not to try them,” you sassed.

Rio’s face lit up at that. “You right, mama. Come, kiss Daddy,” he demanded.

“Baebae!”

“That’s opp behavior, son. Do better,” he chuckled as he rubbed his hand across your growing bump.

He kissed, leaving a playful bite on your bottom lip as his free hand grabbed a handful of your round, plump derrière. “I love this green dress on you, mama. I’m feeling this—what are the ladies callin’ them these days? Bust down middle parts,” he quoted. Rio stared at you lustfully, “That honey blonde lookin’ good on you, darlin’. He leaned closer and whispered in your ear, “Wear it to bed tonight.”

“Calm yourself, husband. The children are present.”

Rio bit his lip, nodding his head in appreciation. “Who are you dressed as this year,” he questioned, stealing another kiss.

“Pregnant Beyoncé, duh! You know this is giving very much Queen Bey. Don’t play with your girl. You ain’t gotta worry, b-Papa.” You twirled strands around a finger, biting your lip, “This is an install. You have plenty of time to enjoy her in private.”  Leaning closer, finishing in a mumble, “Can’t wait for you to come up with a name for this alter ego.”

“You need to bust out the red joint again. I’m anticipating a visit from Red Ryder soon,” he insisted.

Clearing her throat, the eldest child brought you two back to more important matters. You chuckled, “Sorry, loves. Let’s revert to more important topics such as these beauties.” Pointing at each child, oldest to youngest, you explained their costume. “Please believe if I’m going as momma Bey, you gotta have Blue and Rumi. Then we have the beautiful Little Mermaid—Halle Bailey’s version, of course, and last, but most certainly not least—Sir Carter.”

“Mama, is this why you got me dressed in black tie? Let me guess—.”

“Yep! You Billionaire Hov. You’re not a businessman. You’re a business, man!” you boasted, popping your tongue. “Minus the cheating, of course. You know not to play with me. Sorry, Bey! Shade but no shade.”

“BAE!”

“Let’s go before this little menace says it again,” Rio sighed. “Everybody got their Halloween buckets?”

He looked toward the oldest, and she took the words out of his mouth, “Make sure you hold your sister’s hands. I know, Daddy.”

Rio continued, “Remember-.”

“Always say Trick or Treat, be polite, and don’t hustle anybody for extra candy. Daddy, we got this, chill,” she finished once more.

His head tilted to the side as he mumbled, “Got a response for everything. Stop laughing, mama. She’s not that funny. Everybody, come on. We out.”

Did you cackle? I hope so😜! Rio, wifey, and children are such a trip😆. Please be sure to show your girl love, my sweet babies💜🧡.

Divider Credit: @firefly-graphics

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[softspiderling]

omg i love ur Rafe works !!!

i was wondering if you'd be open to doing a ‘hands tangles in the same pocket’ with rafe from the valentine's prompts

NO I LOVE YOU BUDDY😭

thank you for this sweet request. WHY is it so cute!!!! hands tangled in the same pocket??? SHUT UP! you prolly imagined this so differently but this is where my mind took me🥴hope you like it regardless!! smooches

prompt: hands tangled in the same pocket from the valentines “i love you” prompts

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You were notorious for your cold hands. It even happened in the summer, not that often, that you’d get concerned. In the winter, though? As soon as the temperatures hit the 50’s it was over for you. Hoodies, large sweat pants, it didn’t matter what you wore as long as it had big pockets you could stuff your hands in, in an attempt to warm them up.

It was a running gag that you’d clasp your hands around your friends’ neck, when they complained that it was too hot. JJ especially always liked to jump about five feet into the air, slapping your hands away.

“Put those ice blocks away,” he’d say, which only made you chase him around the house.

When you started dating Rafe, that didn’t really change. Except it kind of did. Rafe was the kind of person who always ran hot. Always. Especially at night, when you woke up with him plastered to your back, because he always insisted to cling to you.

During the day, you didn’t really mind. You appreciated it, really. When your hands were feeling too cold, you liked to lace your hands with his, giving him a big goofy smile. Most of the times, he only rolled his eyes, but kissed you on the head, giving your hands a squeeze.

When you were drunk, and a little bolder with the PDA, you’d sneak up on Rafe while he was just sitting, and slip your hands down the front of his shirt, pressing your palms against his bare chest. He always curled a hand around your wrist, turning his head, amused.

“You alright there, baby?”

“Yup.”

You never outright told him that you had cold hands all the time, so you didn’t assume that he knew about it. But how wrong you were.

Your friends had decided to take the boat out to sea, just spending a few hours of the day drinking and swimming, which was honestly not the best combination? Anyways, Rafe had offered to drive his boat out, setting anchor near near the cliffside. When the sun begun to set, you had dried yourself up, throwing one of Rafe’s old buttoned ups on, curling up on the seats, while your friends were still cajoling in the water.

It didn’t take long for Rafe to emerge from the cabin, drink in hand.

“Enough of the water already?” he asked, teasing you and you nodded, pulling your knees close to your chest.

“You cold?”

“Hm. It’s okay,” you replied, leaning against him when he sat down next to you. Rafe placed his glass on the floor carefully, reaching for your hand, lacing his fingers with yours.

“The Pogues okay down there or should I make sure that they don’t drown like rats?”

You rolled your eyes at him. “I’m a Pogue,” you pointed out, but Rafe only shrugged his shoulders.

“You’re my Pogue,” he pointed out, kissing the back of your hand, before slipping your hands into the pocket of his sweatshirt.

Biting back a retort, you watched him, knitting your eyebrows together.

“What are you doing?”

You wriggled your hand in his, your fingertips slowly warming up and Rafe only gave you a quick squeeze.

“You’re gon’ warm up in no time.”

When your friends finally returned to the boat, they found you curled up next to Rafe, hand in his sweatshirt pocket. JJ only fake-retched, quickly stealing Rafe’s drink. As he took a sip, he narrowed his eyes at you, pulling a face.

“I’m glad she has you as a space heater now, Kook.”

“Shut up, JJ.”

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[dixons-sunshine]

I love your Daryl x reader stories

I wanted to ask if you could write sth about Daryl x fempolish reader. Like maybe they meet in Alexandria and she made him some polish food he loved or just some love short story. I don't know it's up to you.

Have a great day

Just Try It | Daryl Dixon x Polish!Fem!Reader

*GIF and moodboard aren't mine.*

Summary: After finding all the ingredients needed to make one of your cultural dishes, you decide to make it when Carol invited you and Daryl over. However, you never suspected a man that ate snakes on the regular would be so skeptical when it came to food.

Genre: Fluff.

Era: The Commonwealth.

Warnings: Swearing.

Word count: 932.

A/n: Thank you so much for helping me with the translations @mawidixon! I hope you like this! (Translations will be at the bottom.)

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“Nah, it looks weird as shit. Ain't gon' eat it.”

You rolled your eyes at him, huffing in frustration. “Kochanie, I've seen you eat a snake before. We've had to eat literal dog meat before. How the hell are you picky about this? It's just Pierogi. I've eaten this many times before the world ended. It won't kill you.”

Daryl peered over your shoulder, looking at the Pierogi that you were busy frying in a pan. His eyes were carefully following your movements, skeptical about the dish you were preparing. Carol had invited you and the kids over for dinner and had asked you to prepare Pierogi, and you had agreed rather ecstatically. It was rare for you to be able to make one of your traditional dishes, so you had jumped at the opportunity to do so.

“Why would ya boil it and then fry it? Seems fuckin' unnecessary if ya ask me,” Daryl replied skeptically, slightly scrunching his nose. “And the mashed potatoes? Why would ya wrap dough 'round it? Ya could jus' eat it as is. No need to go makin' dough outta flour and ruinin' mashed potatoes by wrappin' it 'round it. S'a waste of cheese, too, addin' it in.”

You clicked your tongue and carefully took the pan from the hot fire, and placed it onto a rag on the counter as to not burn the pristine laminate countertop. You turned to Daryl, your eyebrows raised questioningly. “Be honest with me right now, Dixon. Have you ever actually had Pierogi before?”

Daryl immediately shook his head. “Nah,” he told you, crossing his arms over his chest.

You hummed and nodded, turning to the bowl that had the Pierogi that you had made earlier. You grabbed the lukewarm Pierogi and extended it towards your partner, laughing at the face he made at it.

“Twój wyraz twarzy jest przeuroczy,” you mused, laughing harder at the confused face he made. “Before you ask what I said, it's not important. What is important, however, is you trying this. It's delicious and I can't have you thinking that eating squirrel meat is better than this.”

Daryl reluctantly took the dumpling, holding it gingerly between his fingers. “'Least m'familiar with squirrel meat. Know it ain't gon' taste any different each time.”

“Nie możesz zawsze jeść tylko wiewiórek,” you muttered under your breath, before shaking your head and sending Daryl an amused smile. “Daryl, stop being so stubborn. Po prostu spróbuj.”

Daryl grumbled something under his breath before looking at you again. “Nie chcę.”

“As impressed as I am that you understood me and that you managed to reply, saying something in my language won't sway me.”

Daryl shot you a small smirk. “Worth a shot,” he replied, before hesitantly taking a bite of the Pierogi.

You watched in amusement as a whirlwind of emotions played on his face. First skepticism, then surprise, and then he looked impressed. He practically devoured the rest of the dumpling in hungry bites, reaching for another one in the bowl, but you stopped him.

“Nope. I can't allow you to do that, misiu. The rest is for tonight,” you told him with a smile. “I can't disappoint Carol now, can I? She was eager about this the whole day. You only just came around about this. I'd rather give these to someone who's had faith in me from the start.”

“C'mon, tha' ain't fair,” Daryl groaned. “Merle once said tha' these things tasted like crap. Went into vivid detail 'bout how it tasted, too. Can't blame me fer not trustin' it.”

You giggled and shook your head. “You should've had more trust in me. I've been making these things since I was a kid. I'd never intentionally make you eat something bad,” you told him, before placing the lid onto the bowl and handing it to the archer. “Here, why don't you go ahead and take this to Carol? She's expecting us.”

Daryl took the bowl from you. “What about ya, robaczku? RJ and Judith are waitin' fer their auntie.”

You smiled at the nickname he had picked up from you, and motioned towards the dumplings still in the hot pan. “I'm just gonna wrap these up and put them away. I'll be right behind you.”

Daryl nodded and leaned forward to place a quick kiss to your lips. He soon pulled away and started walking away, calling to you over his shoulder. “Jus' so ya know, those are mine. Judith and RJ dun' need to know 'bout those.”

You laughed and called out to him. “So, are Pierogi's better than squirrel meat?”

Daryl paused at the doorway and contemplated on how to respond. He smirked to himself as he looked down at the bowl in his hand. “I'll let the kids decide tha', sunshine. I love ya.”

“I want an answer from you!”

The door shutting was the only response you got in return. You looked down at the pan and shook your head. There was never a dull moment with your beloved huntsman.

“Ja też cię kocham, you asshole,” you mused with a laugh.

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Translations:

Kochanie: Honey.

Twój wyraz twarzy jest przeuroczy: Your facial expression is adorable.

Nie możesz zawsze jeść tylko wiewiórek: You can't always only eat squirrels.

Po prostu spróbuj: Just try it.

Nie chcę: I don't want to.

misiu: teddy bear.

robaczku: love bug.

Ja też cię kocham: I love you too.

#krys writes .ೃ࿐ #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #twd daryl #daryl x reader #daryl dixon x female reader #daryl dixon imagine #daryl dixon the walking dead #daryl #the walking dead daryl #daryl fanfiction #daryl dixon fanfiction #daryl dixon fanfic #daryl drabbles #daryl dixon x y/n #daryl dixon x you #daryl x y/n #daryl x female reader #daryl x you #the walking dead imagine #the walking dead #norman reedus #norman reedus x reader

[itsmealaiah]

Could I request another em fic where reader is Hailie’s friend or smth and it’s just like a “best friends dad” fic where it’s like forbidden but they’re just so drawn to each other. And could it have smut as well? I’m a sucker for forbidden relationship smut fics, especially ones where they get caught lmao I just read one where jughead caught reader fucking his dad lmao

yes.

fatal attraction

tags/ warnings: reader being hailie's best friend, p in v, age gap, reader and em going behind hailie's back, begging, cursing, dacryphilia, cloth around mouth (so hailie doesn't hear)

MDNI ⚠️

summary: being hailie's best friend includes some special privileges, including seeing the man you're strangely drawn to.

Your POV:

Hanging out with hailie at her dad's insanely large mansion, I'm sprawled across the couch, extremely comfortable, my head in her lap while she lays down as well, watching TV together. I had been here all day, just relaxing, going swimming or sitting outside a couple times, soaking up the beautiful sun, letting the warm rays consume and mark my skin with the yellow beams.

However, whenever me and hailie hang out, it's a golden opportunity for me and her dad, marshall, or marsh, my nickname for him. We've never told her, because it's mutual on both ends that she would lost her shit. So, we kept a vow of silence, going behind her back, keeping our little secret.

It wasn't really a big deal, we fucked every now and then, trying not to be too consumed by each other. But lately, I had grew more and more feelings for him, my attempts to push them down, to let them die only small hopes failing every time. "Hey y/n, I'm gonna make dinner, any special requests?" Hailie asked, lifting my head up from her waist, and I sat upright. "Hmm, maybe just pasta?" I questioned, my face curious. "Sure! sounds great, I could use the carbs" she laughed, and so did I.

My phone buzzed, the contact reading marsh. He was probably done with rehearsals, and en route home. I entered my passcode, and sure enough, the text read "hey, coming home now baby, how was your day?" I smiled, a small blush creeping across my face before I responded. "Good, how about yours? I'm at your place right now I waited a few moments, glancing at the TV and then back at hailie, my stomach craving the food. "It was fine, missed you though" the second text from him stated, my phone turning a bright shade of white. "The pasta's ready" Hailie called out. I walked over to the counter, sitting down on one of the stools.

"Who were you texting?" She asked suggestively, making me laugh. "Oh no one, just some dude" I shrugged it off. "Okay" She said, her words trailing off as she scrapped the noodles onto my plate. "It look delicious hailie, thank you" I compliment. I hear a door open, signaling marsh must be home. "hey dad!" She beamed, waving at him. I turned around as he was walking away, probably to get changed. I ate the rest of the pasta, and grabbed my belongings. "Thanks hailie, it was really fun today" I grinned, opening the door and leaving.

Well, not really. Me and marsh had come up with a plan a few weeks ago. I "leave", and go to his window. I knock carefully, trying to not make too much noise. "Hey baby" His voice is low and sultry when he opens it, pulling me in. "Good day?" I nodded as we made our way to the bed sitting in the middle of the room. He slowly pulled down my top, my breasts spilling out of the tiny bra I had chosen to wear today. "Fuck baby, you're killing me" He muttered, grabbing the small cloth we used each time, tying it around the back of my neck. "You gon' be a good girl for me?" Muffled noises could be heard from my lips, not escaping the mask, capturing each whine, each whimper.

"Ah ah ah baby, gotta stay quiet f'me" He whispered as his lips wrapped around my nipple, the hardened bud swelling against his tongue. He could feel everything through the small fabric, using it to his advantage. His eyes were hooded with lust and desire as he continuously tortured me, my back arching with every lick. He tore off my bra, shorts, and panties, leaving me completely exposed to him. His clothes followed mine, tossed to another part of the bedroom, as he spat on his hand, lubricating his dick.

He slowly slid in, each inch making me turn my head and bury my face into the pillows. I was blushing like crazy, even though we nad done this so many times before, too many times. "s'tight baby, ngh, feel so good" he moaned quietly, trying to cover his noises with his hand. "So wet, all for me, good girl" He whispered in the shell of my ear. His dick was easily leaving and re-entering my hole, covered in my juices.

"Oh babygirl, doin' do well, taking my cock so easily" He groaned. My legs were wrapped around his waist tightly, my eyes reeling from ghe pleasure. My mouth was open in a silent scream, even though he couldn't see it. "almost there, are you?" I nodded rapidly, and when he was going to finish, the door slammed open, my eyes meeting hailies.

Her jaw dropped, eyes widening at the sight of her dad fucking the living shit out of her best friend. "what the fuck" she sighed, walking out, closing the door behind her. My whole body was on fire, as he didn't stop, only going faster. "we're gonna finish this, you hear me?" He pulled the mask down so I could breathe properly. My mind was clouded with pleasure, so much so i didn't quite comprehend my next words.

"I love you!" I squealed, and he stopped.

"What?"

A/n: sorry if its bad 😭

#eminem x reader #eminem imagines #eminem x y/n #marshall mathers x y/n #marshall mathers x reader #itsmealaiah #marshall mathers #rap #love

[multifan2022]

Fearless 2

PART 1

It doesn't surprise you that Beatrice and Christina jump holding hands, it was clear they would be friends. Maybe that would help, if she had others her own age to model her behavior off of. As they tumbled and skid to a stop you heard the dark haired girl laughing, smiling to yourself remembering your first time. 

You and Four had held hands, being the only two 'gentle' transfers. Eric had made fun of both of you, only to tear up himself as his knees ripped open under the gravel. Four who then was Tobias had picked the gravel out of your cheek as you both laughed. Your friendship bloomed from there, too this day he was the only other person besides Tori you trusted 100%.

Christina will fit in with Dauntless thrill seekers, such as yourself. You're pulled from your thoughts by a scream, Rita standing on the ledge crying and screaming looking down. You knew without looking that her little sister hadn't made it, it broke your heart. You were thankful when Theo stepped up to hold her back from falling herself. 

You looked away from the transfers and looked up to the sky, willing the tears to go away before anyone sees them.  You can hear Theo trying to calm her down as others walked over looking over the ledge. You hoped that the transfers realize now, that not even Dauntless born are safe now. 

Closing your eyes briefly you open them the second you hear that annoying guys voice again. "Ooh. Scandalous! A Stiff's flashing some skin!" Your eyes land on Beatrice who has her sleeve pulled up, you can tell this one is going to cause problems too. Noting in your head to watch him and to alert Four. Just as you go to tell him where to shove his mouth Max speaks, pulling everyone attention besides your own. You keep your eyes on the Stiff, as if you can will her to listen too you. 

"Listen up! My name is Max! I am one of the leaders of your new faction! Several stories below us is the members' entrance to our compound. If you can't muster the will to jump off, you don't belong here. Our initiates have the privilege of going first."

"You want us to jump off a ledge?" asks an Erudite girl, her mouth hanging open. As a trainer your already taking notes as to who you think the weaker ones will be. Rolling your eyes and crossing your arms as you turn to look at Max, who's smiling at you clearly amused not only by the girl but by your reaction. 

Max always told you that you should've been born into Dauntless, he never understood how you were Amity. "Yes," Max says clearly holding in his laughter. 

"Is there water at the bottom or something?"

"Who knows?" He raises his eyebrows and waving over the ledge, you remember your own group again. You were the first jumper, having to literally pry your hand out of Tobias's who was the last jumper. The blood is pumping in your ears as the group parts waiting to see who has the balls to go first. 

You clench your jaw when she finally steps forward making her way to the ledge thankfully not looking at you as she passes. You can hear the Dauntless around you start to whisper and turn the look on your face shutting them up quickly. When she steps up you can see the doubt on her face, the fear clear as she pulls her over dress off. 

But the defiance steps in as she throws it directly at the annoying Candor boy. A chuckle breaks through the silence, it takes a second for you to realize it was yours. Steeling your face back up you watch as people start up again with the catcalls and laughter. 

She doesn't yell after her foot leaves the ledge, she doesn't scream on her way down and you're slightly impressed. You also know that it could be the choking fear keeping her quiet like it did Four. Max even looks a little impressed, and as you thought Christina was the next to step up. 

One by one each person jumps, some scream, some laugh but others mostly initiates stay silent in fear. They now know there has to be something at the bottom, but they still don't know what it is.  Soon they are all gone, leaving only those of you who are top tier members. 

"So Y/n, whats your first impression of the newbies?" Zeke asks, bringing everyone attention back to you. The one place where you really hate, is under everyone's scrutiny.

Uncrossing your arms and moving to lean against the ledge you pause acting like your thinking. Its of course fake, they all know that, they know you are quick to judge and your opinion is hard to change. 

But its one of the reasons you make an excellent trainer, that and that your normally right. You can find their weaknesses within the first few encounters. That's why you're partnered with Four, who then will push those weaknesses until they break. 

"Really I only have an opinion so far on four of them. The Stiff is either going to excel or completely fail, haven't decided yet. The short Candor girl will fit in here well once she learns to control her mouth. The tall Candor girl is fake. Shes gonna act tough, fight hard but she will ultimately fail. And last but not least that annoying ass Candor boy, I have a feeling Im going to have fun breaking him in. Hes pissed me off already and its only been an hour and a half since I met him." 

Max nods taking notes as you speak, hes a very efficient leader. You don't always agree with him, but it's one of the reasons you get along. You're one of the few people here that gives him an honest opinion. That's also the reason hes training you to take over for him, of course Four was his first choice. But he turned it down so hey, his loss right?  

Once you take over it wont matter. He will be your second whether he likes it or not, you'll kill Eric if you have too. 

After a few more moments of conversation the rest start jumping, until it's just you and Max. He gives you a questioning look, but you shake your head indicating that you don't want to talk. He knows how much you hate running into your brother, hes assuming thats the reason for your mood. You let him run with his assumptions, leaving you alone on the roof for a moment. 

You know you only have a moment, so you remind yourself of who you are. Just a moment to feel the weakness that having two more Divergents here brings. The crushing load of responsibility your promise to Tori lays on your shoulders.  

You are brave. 

You are fearless.

You are Dauntless. 

And with that final sentence you stand back to the darkness, and fall. The ride to the net is too short, the adrenaline that runs through your veins fading too quickly. You hear those who know you chanting your name as you roll yourself off, scoffing at your best friend who's standing right there. He smirks a little knowing you're pretending to be offended that he didn't help you. 

Once everyone leaves, besides you, Four and the initiates, the two of you lead them down a narrow tunnel. The tunnel is lit at long intervals, so in the dark space between each dim lamp. One that if you didn't know where you were going you could easily feel lost or disoriented. 

When we stop I turn and watch as the Stiff runs into someones back, holding back the sigh that wants to escape badly. "This is where you divide,The Dauntless-born initiates are free to go to your dorm. I assume you don't need a tour of the place."

They break away from the group and dissolve into the shadows. You watch the last heel pass out of the light and look at those who are left. Most of the initiates were from Dauntless, so only nine people remain. Of those, only one Abnegation transfer, and there are no Amity transfers. The rest are from Erudite and, surprisingly, Candor. 

You know Four likes to get the first word in, so you tuck your feminism away for the time being and wait for him. "Most of the time I work in the control room, but for the next few weeks, I am your instructor," he says. "My name is Four."

Christina asks, "Four? Like the number?" You somehow manage to hold in the chuckle that wants so badly to escape when you see his face. "Yes," Four says. "Is there a problem?"

"No."

"Good. We're about to go into the Pit, which you will someday learn to love. It—"

Christina snickers. "The Pit? Clever name."

Four walks up to Christina and leans his face close to hers. His eyes narrow, and for a second he just stares at her. "What's your name?" he asks quietly.

"Christina," she squeaks. "Well, Christina, if I wanted to put up with Candor smart-mouths, I would have joined their faction," he hisses. "The first lesson you will learn from me is to keep your mouth shut. Got that?"

She nods, and again your holding in your laughter. You cant wait to make fun of him for this later, cant wait to tell Tori about the bravely stupid girl. Four starts toward the shadow at the end of the tunnel. The crowd of initiates moves on in silence.

"What a jerk," she mumbles as she and Beatrice, now Tris, walk past you. "I guess he doesn't like to be laughed at," she replies and this time you do laugh. They both jumped, clearly forgetting you were still in the room. "He also doesn't like smart asses, He wont tolerate you talking behind his back either. So learn quickly or the next few weeks will be harder than they need to be." You say before jogging to catch up with Four, shoulder checking the kid you don't like on the way. 

He opens his mouth and starts to speak "Watch where you're going Bitch!" The second his voice rang through the corridor Four stopped, but when the word Bitch left the pour guys mouth all Fours muscles tensed. He knew you could handle yourself, but he had a hard time tucking his chivalry away when it came to you. "Excuse me?" He says going to step forward but your hand on his chest stops him. 

Your busy smiling at the dumb ass who just spoke, so you dont see Tris's eyes linger on your hand on Fours chest.  "Whats your name dumb ass?" You say still smiling but cocking your head to the side condescendingly.

"Peter.." He says threw his teeth as some of the guys cover their laughter with coughs. You nod, and without thinking drag your hand down Fours arm, squeezing his hand to let him know you're ok. It's an innocent movement, none of them know what happens behind closed doors. You feel him relax a fraction as you let go and take steps towards the group. 

"Im Y/n. I'm also one of your trainers, I am also one of Dauntless's leaders." You watch as Peters face pales, and chuckle bringing your hands up to effortlessly put your hair in a messy bun. "I will be taking over for Max when he retires, meaning I will be the one that chooses how your life here functions. And for me..." You draw on, turning back to start leading the group away noticing Fours eyes locked on Peter. 

"First impressions are everything." 

#four x reader #tobias eaton x reader #tobias eaton #divergent #dauntless

[coqvttes]

hihihii!! its sofi anon again and OH MY GOD? Your message was so beautiful, I saw it in the middle of class (college is killing me) and I kept reading it like a 18th century woman reading her lovers letter. Thank you so much for your kind and respectful words, they mean the world to me, ilysm ♡♡

As for the event, also thank you in advance for letting me request, I wanted to ask for a nsfw ꒰ 🧁 ꒱: there’s this beautiful place in Italy called Fontanile Quarantina, and I just imagine reader going somewhere like that with Capt. Price for a cute picnic date, it’s just the two of them and they eat strawberries and cream, and get a little messy with it enough to end up making love, but the kind that’s hard and sensual, with so much love in the air and many praises. Sorry if it got kinda long, I got inspired, this is so fun! I know you’re gon be amazing. Have a super lovely day/night ･:*+.\(( °ω° ))/.:+

𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍 𝐏. — 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄, 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐗.

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 hii! thank you for your sweet messages! i’m so sorry this took so long? but this is so sweet! love u sofi, take care! (i made it long to make up!)

synopsis : what starts off as an innocent picnic date by the beautiful lake, turns into something intimate when john just can’t get enough of you when you try some strawberries.

warnings : nsfw 16+, fem!reader, sub!reader, public sex, praise, dom!john, super fluffy, p in v.

wc : 800

the gentle stream of the river brushes over you bare feet as you stand on the various pebbles, your ankles tickled by the little flowers that grow on the bank of the river as you admire the ethereal scenery before you and your lover.

a beautiful day out. just the two of you, just the way you like it. you almost lose yourself as you take in the beauty of your gorgeous surroundings until a familiar arm wraps around your waist. john pulls you back to the picnic blanket that you’ve set up and you smile at the little basket of various fruits and cream that he’s prepared.

you pick up one of the strawberries, a particularly ripe one and dip it into the cream, swirling it around a few times to get a good amount before taking a bite out of it, eyes widening as the sweetness floods your tastebuds and you let out a noise of enjoyment that goes straight to johns cock.

john finds himself staring at the cream smeared across your plump lips as you continue to enjoy the strawberry, beaming at him from the sweetness.

you sweet thing, so oblivious to how bad he needs you, how your innocent touches are not so innocent to him, how your skirt keeps flipping up with the wind but you just don’t notice, and gosh how you just looks so adorable right now.

“it’s beautiful, isn’t it?” you whisper, turning you head to stare at the view once more before turning back when you get no response.

“mm you are,” your breath hitches when you feel his lips press against your neck, littering the area with tender kisses that start off innocent but grow into something more, something hungry.

you realise that you need him just as much as he needs you and suddenly your laying on the blanket, his rough hands trailing up under your sundress, caressing your soft thighs before settling at the lace of your underwear.

a blush adorns your features when he unties the delicate strings of your dress before pulling it down to bunch up at your waist, your bare tits now on full display for him and anyone else that may pass by.

a gasp spills from your lips when his fingers toy and tug at your sensitive nipples, his hungry lips enveloping one of them, coating it with his saliva.

you can’t help but arch into his touch, craving for more of it, for more of him, and he gives it to you, always caring for your pleasure.

you don’t even know when he pulled his trousers down but he’s tugging his cock out of his pants and lining himself up with your entrance. you look up at him through your lashes with those wide eyes that adore him so much and he smiles fondly at you.

the wetness that has accumulated earns a low groan from john as he slowly slips inside the warmth of your cunt, your eyes are locked onto his loving ones that gaze down at you in awe.

“g-gentle, john—” at your breathless plea, he moves the strand of hair that blocks him from seeing your gorgeous face and he grins down at you, cheekily.

“always,” he whispers, stealing your lips away into a passionate kiss, he sighs against you mouth before slowly dragging his length in and out of you in a sensual rhythm. he wraps your legs around his waist before pushing flush against you.

his beard tickles your face and your almost giggle is cut off when he hits a particular spot inside you that has you whimpering for him just the way he likes it.

he thinks you look like an angel beneath him, he’s never felt luckier with how the sun shines down on you so perfectly illuminating your beauty for him to remember forever. with the way you look up at him vulnerably with so much love in your eyes, so much innocence, so much trust, he could never get bored of this sight.

delighted mewls and moans bubble up in your throat as you hold onto his arms, his forehead practically pressing against yours. he hushes your noises with a fervent kiss, his lips capturing your own so perfectly as if you were made for him.

he rolls his hips one last time before spilling his warmth into you, releasing a low moan that makes your cunt flutter around him as you topple over the edge with him. his kisses your cheek as he slowly slips out of you, pulling your dress back up for you.

he swears he’s the luckiest man ever with how a sweet girl like yourself could be so perfect for him, to do something so intimate with him in public like this.

he sees how your beauty matches the scenery that frames you so perfectly and he promises himself he’ll cherish this memory forever…♡︎

‧˚ʚɞ˚‧ all works belong to © coqvettes 2023. i do not give permission to claim, translate or copy any of my works. reblogs are appreciated!

#꒰ ୨୧ : coqvttes picnic event ꒱ #꒰ 🧁 ꒱ — fairy cakes #₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ — letters #𓏲 ˖. ♡̷̸ — sofi nonnie 𓂃 #cod modern warfare #call of duty modern warfare #cod x reader #cod #cod mwii #cod mw2 #call of duty smut #call of duty #call of duty x reader #john price smut #john price x reader #john price #captain price #captain price smut #captain price x reader #captain john price smut #captain john price x reader #call of duty modern warfare 2 #john price call of duty #captain john price #john price cod #simon riley smut

[decembercamiecherries]

Killugon fanfic recs!

While answering an anon ask I realized I wanted to talk some more about my favorite hxh killugon fics! Specifically the ones that I don’t think show up as much on rec lists but I still adore and have bookmarked on my own ao3 page. So here we are!

All of these fics have less than 1k kudos! I’m including the link, title, author, length, au tags and a general review. Enjoy~

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One Flew East, One Flew West by Senket

31k words, 1 chapter

Mental institution/modern au

This is one of those really long one shots that goes by soooo quickly and you’re shocked and super sad when it’s over. The climax made my heart a c h e. Also I love how obsessed Gon and Killua are pretty much immediately lol. 

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winner x winner by Miah_Kat

2k words, 1 chapter

Post-canon AU

Fun, short and intense. You can really feeeeel how much Gon and Killua want each other in this fic, it made me want to scream into my pillow in the best way!

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worth it by Alabaster_Gunship (nimery)

16.6k words, 1 chapter

Soulmate/what if AU

Obsessed with this particular soulmate au because it doesn’t follow canon events in the sense that Gon and Killua meet as adults rather than kids. Gon chases after Killua when Killua refuses to be with him, Killua stands up to Illumi when Illumi threatens Gon, their connection is immediate and intimate at the same time…I love it thank you. 

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to the moon and to Saturn by tomiawka

95k words, 10 chapters

Modern childhood friends AU

I remember reading this fic as it updated weekly because I liked it so much  that I couldn’t wait until the whole fic was complete to read it. The climax really hurt but like 90% of this fic is pure fluff, seriously Gon and Killua are so cute in this fic. 

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missing you is a slow burn by mysteryburn

10.8k words, 1 chapter

Canon universe/post-canon AU

30 snippets about killugon that made me cry, laugh, get choked up, smile, and so much more. Reading this fic felt like a religious experience because it is just so beautifully written. 

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harbor lights by balconys

1.2k words, 1 chapter

Canon universe/post-canon AU

Kind of similar to the above fic, this is a 30 sentence fic of various killugon moments at various stages of their friendship/relationship. It’s shocking how much of a punch each of these sentences give in the best possible way. I hope I can convey such specific emotions in such little words one day.

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the hormonal high schooler’s guide to falling in love series by perennials, specifically part 1 and 3

10.1k words, 5 parts

Modern high school au

Gon is like…super intense in these fics and he is 100000% focused on Killua and getting romantically involved with him, which is exactly my favorite kind of dynamic. Gon is the star of a sports team while Killua is student president so it’s got some good jockxnerd vibes going on. 

#fanfic rec #killugon #hunterxhunter #this was fun

[dynamic-power]

Steddie Time Travel AU, Back to the Past part 4

Part 1 | or read it on ao3

Hey, Steve. 

You aren’t going crazy, I promise. I don’t remember exactly what I read in this letter, but I’m going to do my best to tell you what I can. FIrst, and this is the most important thing, trust Eddie. You’re safe with him. Always. 

To be honest, I don’t actually know much. Just that when I was 19, I walked into the Upside Down and woke up in 2008. I don’t know what’s going to happen to me, the me from 2008, but I do know that you'll come back to 1986. We were successful when I got thrown forward, so I’m hopeful that means it’ll happen again. Though to be honest, who the fuck knows. I’ve only time traveled once before, I’m not exactly an expert. 

It’s June, so you don’t have to worry about work. You’re about to get some visitors, actually. Good ones, I promise. You’ll know most of them. They’re coming out for the week. They don’t know why, but we do. 

Here’s what I want you to do for now; take it easy. Sleep in that comfortable bed, hang out with people. Let Eddie care for you. He’s really good at it, so just let him.

I know this is weird. You’re nineteen and just woke up married to the Freak. Trust me, I know it’s weird. But I want you to soak it all in. Let yourself be happy for a few days, Stevie. 

Eddie knows to give you the next letter when it’s time, because we are going to have to fix this eventually. But I’ve got some things to do here, and you need time to get to Hawkins. So until then, enjoy this life we’ve made for ourselves. 

-Steve

P.S. Please tell Eddie that I love him and that I am coming back for him, no matter what. He isn’t showing it right now, but he’s freaking the fuck out. Thanks.

Steve reads the postscript one last time and looks up at Eddie. He looks curious, like he’s dying to ask Steve a million questions, but he keeps his mouth shut. 

“He says he loves you,” Steve says softly, smiling when Eddie’s eyes light up. “He also said that he’s going to come back.”

Eddie laughs, but unlike the unrestrained laughter from before, this sounds tight. “This is the kind of man you are. You’re probably in need of reassurance way more than me, but you still take a moment to make sure I’m okay.”

“We’re married.”

Eddie nods, sitting on the foot of the bed. The cat, a tuxedo with bright blue eyes, jumps onto the bed, bumping its head into Eddie's arm before padding across the bed to force itself into Steve’s lap. Steve scratches at its head and it begins to purr. 

“That’s Mothy,” Eddie says. “Mothman.”

Steve blinks at the cat. “Mothman?”

“Uh, Yeah.” He scratches at the back of his head with a small smile. “Wait until you hear about the rest of the furry mongrels we’ve let into our house.” He hums. “Okay. I don’t want to tell you too much, because who the fuck knows how this whole time thing actually works. But you should know some things. 

“First, like I said, it’s 2008. I know you aren’t from this year, you’ve told me that much at least. But I don’t know what year you’re from.”

“1986.”

Steve hears Eddie take a breath. “Oh,” he says, and it comes out so softly that Steve isn’t actually sure he’s said anything at all. “That’s why you were surprised to see me alive.”

“Yeah.” Steve sets the letter on the nightstand, covering the glasses and book and ring, and gently shifts Mothy out of his lap. The cat gives a small chirp in protest, but obliges and curls onto Eddie’s pillow instead. Steve shifts himself down the bed so he’s sitting next to Eddie. He reaches out and grips Eddie’s arm. “All of the shit with Vecna went down five days ago,” he says. “You- fuck. Eddie, where I’m from - when I’m from? - you died five days ago. You saved us. All of us. You saved me. I didn’t even get the chance to say thank you or- or- anything.”

And then Steve finds himself enveloped in Eddie’s arms again. The angle is awkward as they sit there side by side, but Eddie is warm and is holding him so tightly that Steve has no choice but to melt into it. 

“It’s gonna be okay, Stevie,” Eddie murmurs, squeezing him harder for a second before shifting back again. “I mean, look at where we ended up. It’s- it’s all so good. Our life together.”

“So we really are married.”

“Well, technically, no. It’s still not legal. But we kinda said ‘fuck it’ and had ceremonies anyway.”

Steve stands, trying to ignore how bare he feels in only a pair of boxer shorts, and approaches the dresser Eddie had just been rummaging through to investigate the pictures. 

He’s pleased to recognize most of the people in them. Dustin is there, with Will and Mike and Lucas. There’s one of Max and El, and another of Jon and the new guy that’s living in Steve’s guest room. Argyle. Then, of course, there’s the pictures of the brides and grooms. Nancy and Robin look splendid, Nance in a traditional dress and Robin wearing a white pant suit, but it’s the one of he and Eddie that Steve picks up to study. 

They are both dressed in black suits, leaning into each other with matching dopey grins. They look a bit older, Steve would guess mid-twenties, and Steve can’t believe how genuinely happy he looks. 

“In the 90’s,” Eddie says, “the four of us decided to commit to each other in front of friends and family.” Steve turns to look at him. He’s still sitting on the foot of the bed and he looks proud. 

“Family, too?” Steve asks, and when Eddie’s face falls just a little, Steve doesn’t have to ask to know why. Family, but not his.

“We were so surrounded by love that day, Stevie. Everyone that mattered, that cared about us and our happiness, was there.”

Steve swallows back the unexpected lump forming in his throat. “What else?” he asks, setting the photo down again. “Where are we?”

“Chicago,” Eddie says. 

“Really?” Steve asks, eyes going wide. 

“Yeah. We bought this house back in the 90’s, too. Good decade for us, the 1990’s,” Eddie says with a laugh. “I, uh, should tell you. We have-”

But he’s cut off by the sound of something playing an odd jingle on Eddie’s nightstand. 

“Fuck,” he says, using his cane again to stand. “That’s probably her.” When he gets to the nightstand, he picks up a small, metallic rectangle. Steve watches in confusion as he opens it and holds it to his ear like a phone. “Morning, lovebug.” He pauses, and Steve realizes it is a phone. But it can’t be larger than a wallet; it fits perfectly in Eddie’s hand. “Yeah, gimme a second and I’ll send your dad out to help you.” Another pause, and then he says, “love you,” and snaps the phone shut.

“Is that a telephone?” Steve asks, pointing to the small rectangle. 

“Oh. Uh, yeah. A cell phone. You’ve got one too, Stevie. We can look at it later, though. We need to get dressed. You’ve got someone to meet.”

“Who?”

Eddie’s grin is blinding. “Our daughter.”

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[raya-hunter01]

Cruising Love Pt. 1

Two Shot Request

Jey Uso x Black Female OC! (Kayla)

Jimmy Uso x Trin

Roman x Black Female OC! (Robin)

Sefa x Black Female OC! (Cameron)

Montez Ford x Bianca Belair

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut,

Thank you for the request and for trusting me once again @royalkay23

Jey has planned a five-day cruise to the Bahamas and Puerto Rico for his girlfriend Kayla’s birthday. Jey is determined to make sure the trip goes smoothly as he’s enlisted his family and friends to help him plan the perfect wedding proposal.

His plans are in danger of going up in smoke as his toxic ex is also on the cruise and is desperate to rekindle their toxic burning flame.

Will Jey give in, or will he stand strong in his love and devotion to Kayla and leave the past in the past?

Jacksonville, FL

Regen Seven Seas Cruises

Jey's POV

Damn it’s crowded and I wish we had got here earlier, but we were running behind schedule, but we made it. It really is a lot that goes into this cruising thing, but I’ll do anything for my lady.

“Will you stop looking at Kayla like she’s going to disappear,” Jimmy said as I looked at my girlfriend talking to Trin, Carmen, and Bianca.

“I’m waiting on Bianca to answer my text,” I said as I saw her looking at her phone, typing away with a smile on her face. “

“Stop worrying, you know Bianca got you. We all got you,” Sefa said looking at his girlfriend who game us a thumbs up.

“See Carmen is on it,” Jimmy said as I let out the breath I was holding.

The girls helped me plan this cruise for Kayla’s birthday and I want everything to go according to plan. WWE gave us thanksgiving week off this year and that made planning this trip much easier.

“Jey, everything is going to be beautiful, and Kayla will love everything you have planned, because she loves you. Then on top of that you know she’s going to say yes to your proposal so stop trippin’,” Robin reassured me as Joe kissed her on the temple.

“Keep him in line mama, we’re here to have fun and enjoy this break,” Joe whispered as I rolled my eyes.

“We are going to have fun-” I started but closed my mouth as I saw Kayla heading back over.

“What are ya’ll talking about?” Kayla asked coming to stand beside me checking her phone.

“Nothing baby, we just ready to get on the ship,” I said as she smiled brightly at me.

“I’m ready to get my birthday week started myself. Trin wants us to hit one of the clubs on the ship tonight,” she said I looked at Trin strangely as she shrugged her shoulders.

“Hey, ya’ll can do a boys night out too, ain’t nobody stoppin’ ya’ll,” she said as Kayla laughed at Jimmy shaking his head.

“A guys night out could be fun, maybe we could play pool,” Sefa added seeing how antsy I was.

“Uh, yea that’s cool I’m on board with it,” I said as the line finally began moving and thankfully, they were on a roll now. It took us about thirty minutes to finally get on and another twenty to find our rooms.

Kayla’s POV

“Oh, shit! Babe this is too much,” I gasped looking around our suite before going out onto the balcony.

“It’s your birthday week, nothing is too much baby,” he whispered gently kissing my neck as I blushed profusely.  “Thank you it’s really beautiful, everything is,” I whispered as I felt his smile against my neck.

“Not as beautiful as you, but just know before this week is over, I’m making love to you out here on this balcony in that shower,” he said pointing to the overhead shower against the wall.

“Oh, my now what will the neighbors have to say about that?” I asked turning around in his arms as we shared a brief kiss. 

“Don’t know and don’t care, but I know one thing they definitely gon’ know my fuckin’ name before this trip is over. Every night yo fine ass gon’ be screamin’ it,” Jey whispered before tasting my lips again.

“Oh, is that right?” I asked truly turned on as his eyes sparkled with mischief.

 “Damn right now go put on that pretty sundress for me that you bought. We gotta meet everyone on the deck in a few minutes, the dance party you girls wanted to check out starts soon,” he said as I felt even more giddy inside, my man was on it.

“Thanks again for all of this,” I whispered before heading inside to freshen up and change. This trip was definitely starting off right and hope it continues.

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Deck Dance Party

Jey’s POV

I have to say, so far, the trip is going off without a hitch as we watched the girls on the middle deck dancing with fellow passengers without a care in the world. I still had one thing on my mind though.

“How bout Danielle texted me the other day talking about we needed closure,” I said to myself as I Joe raised his eyebrows at me.

“Damn, it’s like she has ESPN when your happy and tries to sneak in and fuck it up with that toxic shit,” he said as Jimmy scoffed, taking a sip of his beer.

“Uce, you and Kayla been rockin’ for three years. She’s loyal and held you down through a lot of shit. Don’t let nobody come in and fuck that up. The closure was done when you put her ass out and broke up with her,” Jimmy said as Joe nodded in agreement.

“I should have ended it better, I was so cold to her,” I said as Montez looked at me like I had grown three heads.

"Well if thirty thousand disappeared from my savings I'd be cold as fuck too. You went through that toxic shit for so long you feel undeserving of love and normalcy, but you are deserving. Let Kayla love you, just be happy man," Montez said as i nodded trying to truly digest his words.

“Kayla loves you and has held you down. Being a wrestler’s girlfriend or wife ain’t for the weak. Hell, she helped you build your brand,” Joe said as I smiled taking a swig of my beer.

“You should have seen her in the studio while I was remixing our old song. Do it again babe and yell louder, Iet’em know you feelin’ ucey,” I said mocking her as the guys laughed.

Danielle never understood my passion for wrestling but, when I met Kayla, I was thrown off by how supportive she was. I thought she was too good to be true and tried to close off my feelings.

Through it all Kayla never stopped being herself and each time I was in her presence another barrier would crumble and the deeper I fell in love with her.

The countless nights she sat up late letting me cut promos on her and giving advice. Like she actually cares and loves to come on the road to visit me and enjoy the shows.

“What’s got you over there in deep thought, Uce?” Joe asked as I smiled.

 “Just thinking bout Kay, and how much I love that woman. You know she’s already got her schedule mapped out to come on the road with me next month for a week to help out with my meetings with the WWEShop executives and Paul. She did me a couple of sketches of some new merchandise ideas I had.”

 “See that’s what I’m talkin’ bout, you deserve somebody like that on your team. Ya’ll grindin’ together, Uce.  Not somebody that has nothing to offer but sex, manipulation and don’t even get me started on the money she stole from you,” Jimmy said as Sefa watched me intently.

“Go ahead Uce, add your two cents in I can take it,” I said, his stoic expression even more judging than it normally is on TV.

 “Jey, you deserve happiness, and you need to stop thinking that you don’t. Danielle is the past, don’t let her spoil your future with Kayla,” he said as I smiled at him stealing a glance at Kayla out on the dance floor.

“Man, you better get yo’ shit together, all this stuff Bianca and I had to order and get shipped to Puerto Rico. If you fuck this up, she will kill you,” Montez said as we all laughed.

“I got it together man, I’m just thankful ya’ll agreed to help me get everything set up,” I said as he smiled.

“You know she loves to decorate and drags me along to help, but I love it too. I think that is going to be the business move for us when we decide to retire,” Montez said as I almost felt envious of him. He’s thinking about life after wrestling and is coming up with a plan.

“I’m going to order me another drink, anybody want anything?” I asked, getting up as Joe held up his beer.

“Get me a refill this gon’ be a long day,” he said looking back down at the girls dancing on the deck.

“Shit, you know it, I’ll go wit you,” Jimmy said getting up following me to the bar as I stopped in my tracks spotting a familiar figure from afar.

“I know this isn’t happening to me,” I whispered as Jimmy collided with my back. “Damn, why did you stop?” he asked as I tried to play it off as I saw my ex-girlfriend with her sister leaving the bar and heading towards the deck.

“Uh, I tripped over these damn slides,” I said as he laughed. “Man, come one let’s get these drinks and get back to the deck, we missing the show,” he said as I smiled but underneath my smile I was shook.

This was all I needed was Danielle lurking around and I knew if she saw any of us it would be a disaster.

“Aye, snap outta it Uce, we need to order,” Jimmy said going around me and heading to the bar.

“Just, avoid her ass at all costs and enjoy your trip,” I muttered to myself in denial. Deep down I knew at some point in time we were going to run into each other.

Yea, this definitely was going to be a long five days on this fuckin’ ship.

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Four years earlier

“I do support you!” Danielle cried as the anger in me continued to boil.

“I begged yo ass to come on the road with me, you never have time even though you have no job. You just want to shop, max out my damn credit cards and flex on Instagram.”

“You told me I could get what I needed! Don’t make it seem like I just did it without your knowledge!” Danielle yelled as I growled.

How does me telling her that she can use my credit card when she needs something turn into you spending three grand a week.

 “That ain’t what I meant, and you know it. I’mma let you have that shit and move on. I want you to explain the newest most deceitful shit you’ve done to me,” I said as her eyes widened in shock.  “Yea, the jig us up, I can’t believe you didn’t think I would find out,” I hissed as she cried.

“Jey, I’m not feeling well,” she whimpered as I scoffed in anger.  “Cut the bullshit, explain to me how thirty thousand is missing from my savings,” I said pulling out my bank statement showing her the evidence in black and white as she continued to cry.

Yea, poor Joshua finally got some damn sense.

“Uh, I—I-Joshua,” Danielle stuttered as I slammed the paper down on the counter.

“Don’t call me that! Only my family can call me that and you ain’t my family, you never were!

“Yes, I am your family I-“she started as I bitterly cutting her off.

“You been stealing from me! Stealing from the person you say you love! Shit, who needs enemies when snakes like you are surrounding me!” I hissed as her crocodile tears made me even more pissed off.

“I’m sorry Jey, I didn’t want to hurt you, I can give it back,” she whispered as I shook my head in disgust.

“Danielle, all I want is for you to get out and stay out. You got an hour to pack what you can and get the fuck out.”

“Jey, we can work this out! I know I fucked up,” Danielle cried as I tried to keep my cool, but it wasn’t working.

“Yea, you fucked up big time and I’m done! When I get back you better be gone. Also, all my accounts have been switched so your cards won’t work anymore.”

“What am I supposed to do?” she whispered as Trin came into the kitchen where we were.

“Use that thirty grand you stole to start over,” I said as she cringed at my words.

“Hey, your door was open, is everything ok?” Trin asked taking in the tense scene. I can’t even imagine how we looked to her right now.

"Yea, thanks for coming sis. I just needed you and Cameron to look after the house while she packs her shit,” I said as Trin looked at Danielle shaking her head.

“Cameron is in the car talking to Sefa on the phone, his flight is delayed but she’ll be in shortly,” Trin said as I gave her a hug.

“Thanks, I just need to get outta here,” I whispered as she nodded tightening her arms around me.

“Go, we’ll call you when she’s gone,” she said as I felt a heavy load lifted off of my shoulders.

“Jey, you can’t just discard me!” Danielle screamed as Trin ushered me towards the door as Cameron walked inside.

“Jey you can’t do this!” Danielle cried as Cameron stopped me from turning around and answering.

“Ignore her, Jimmy is waiting at the house,” Cameron said grabbing my hand, giving a comforting squeeze as I felt my eyes burning. Yea, I needed to leave now.

“We’ll call you when it’s done,” Trin said as Carmen rolled her eyes looking at Danielle moving in slow motion around the living room.

“Girl, hurry up and get started packin’ your shit. We ain’t got all day and run them keys too because we don’t need you snooping around when Jey isn’t here.”

“A locksmith is on the way to change the locks; I don’t want to chance her having copies. I will get ya’ll a copy before I leave tomorrow night,” I said walking away, not really wanting to talk anymore to anybody.

Six years down the drain and right up under my nose. I’ll never let anybody close to me ever again.

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Sefa and Cameron’s Suite

“I don’t think you saw Danielle; it can’t be,” Sefa said as I rolled my eyes. “I know what I saw and what I saw was that barracuda. Last thing we need is her trying to run up on Jey trying to reconnect, painting a perfect picture as to how she has changed,” I said as he groaned in frustration.

“Damn, why shit can’t be simple for once,” he said as I sighed.

“Because your brother can’t stay mad at nobody and that’s the problem.”

“Jey loves Kayla, and he wouldn’t jeopardize that, I just know it,” he said as I sat beside him on the bed.

“I know he loves her, but I also remember the hold Danielle used to have on him and it scares me,” I said as Sefa laced our fingers together.

“Jey knows what he has in Kayla and he ain’t messing that up for nobody, you’re worrying for nothing,” Sefa whispered as I tried to see his positive outlook but I knew that bitch.

If she ever saw Jey, she definitely would try to seduce him. Yea, this trip just went to shit.

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Jey & Kayla’s Suite

Kayla’s POV

“Mmhm right there,” I moaned as Jey’s smiled against my neck gently biting as I rocked my hips against his fingers.

“Yea, you like dat shit don’t you?” he moaned as I whimpered in pleasure as he curved his fingers against my G spot. His thumb gently and urgently caressing my clit.

“Answer me princess,” Jey moaned using his other hand to grasp my chin bringing my mouth to his.

“Yes! I love it,” I whimpered grinding on his lap as he growled. “Fuck, you trying to make daddy cum too ain’t you?” Jey asked as I smirked. “Mmhm, I want you to come wit me,” I whispered as our moans and gasps of pleasure filled the room. “How long has it been since I made you cum?” Jey gasped as I continued to grind against him as his fingers and mouth sent shivers down my spine.

“This morning!” I yelped against his lips as he smiled. “Too long, cum wit me beautiful,” he groaned. “Mmm, I love you,” I whispered as Jey smiled. “I love you too princess,” he whispered as our lips met again in a passionate kiss as we fell over the edge together.

 Something so innocent got us both so hot. It’s purely ridiculous what this man does to me should be against the damn law.

“Damn, all I said was help me put on my necklace,” I gasped trying to catch my breath as Jey laughed. “Shit, you looked amazing in the dress, I couldn’t help it,” he said letting me go as I stood up.

“Yea, now I gotta change because you messed up my dress,” I said looking at the back in the mirror. “Aye, that was all you grinding up on this dick, dry humping like we teenagers,” he said with a sexy smirk as I blushed.

“There wasn’t nothin’ dry bout that humpin’ sir, and I didn’t hear you complaining a minute ago,” I said as he shrugged his shoulders.

 “And never will, I was just trying to give you a lil quick nut before your night out and you turn it into a two for one special,” he said as I laughed going over to the closet to find something else to wear.

“Now I gotta clean up and try this again, you stay your ass right there,” I said going into the bathroom as his laughter filled the room.

Yea, I really loved that man.

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Club Tide

Trin’s Pov

The club was jumping but i was too focused on the information Cameron shared earlier about seeing Danielle.

“Ladies, the gentleman at the bar ordered you all another round,” the waiter said as we all looked to see a tall handsome guy at the bar smiling raising his glass.

“Aww that was sweet,” Kayla said raising her glass before throwing back her shot.

“Kay, you need to pace yourself,” Carmeron said as Kayla smiled. “Girl, it’s my birthday week. We turnin’ up all damn week,” she said as we danced in our VIP section.

“Yea, Kayla can handle her liquor, don’t worry Cam,” I said as I spotted Danielle by the bar looking over at us.

“Is that who I think it is?” Bianca asked as I nodded not wanting to draw attention. We both watched her smirk at us before she disappeared into the crowd.

“That bitch itchin’ for a beat down, I swear,” I whispered as Bianca sucked on her teeth. “I can already see, somebody gon’ beat that bitch ass before we dock back in Florida,” she said as I laughed.

“Let’s not give her that type of energy, this is Kayla’s week. Aye, let’s dance Kay,” I said grabbing her arm leading her to the floor as she smiled brightly at me.

“Girl, we gotta leave soon to meet guys,” she said as we began dancing.

“Come on, we’ll leave soon, let’s just have some fun and unwind,” Cameron said joining us on the floor as I saw Robin and Binaca scanning the room.

No doubt they were trying to watch for Danielle, but that bitch ain’t stupid enough to approach any of us.

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Ocean Bar

Jey’s POV

This was supposed to be a fun guy’s night out, but all I’ve heard is how I need to avoid Danielle. Damn Cameron for blabbing. They talking’ to me like I’m a damn child, almost like they don’t trust me.

“Aye, I’ma head out if ya’ll keep nagging,” I said as Jimmy smirked. “You the only motherfucker I know that can ends up in situations like these. Your current and ex-girlfriend on the same fuckin’ ship,” Jimmy said as I frowned.

“Stop aggravating him Jimmy, he’s got enough on his plate,” Sefa said as Joe checked phone.

“The girls should be back over here soon, Robin just text me,” he said as I nodded trying to tune out Jimmy with his drunk ass.

“Man, don’t you fuck this up, Kayla deserves more than being second fiddle to somebody like Danielle. You don’t deserve her if you gon’ do that,” Jimmy said as Joe reached over and punched him in the shoulder.

“Shut yo’ drunk ass up-” Joe started as I interrupted him. “What you trying to say I don’t deserve her?” I asked, the alcohol clouding my judgement.

“Aye, go chill for a minute, you know he’s drunk and didn’t mean it Jey,” Joe said as I downed my shot and left the table.

“You talk too fuckin’ much,” I heard Sefa hissed to Jimmy.

“Uce, I’m sorry man, come back!” Jimmy yelled as I ignored heading out of the bar and heading up to the deck.

“Drunk ass just doesn’t know when to shut up,” I muttered not paying attention as to where I was going and collided with someone.

“You’re still clumsy as ever I see,” Danielle said as I jumped back in shock as she smiled brightly at me.

I didn’t know what to say standing before me was my past and internally I’m trippin’.

“Hey, Jey,” she whispered giving me a hug as I hesitated before returning the gesture.

“Hey Danielle,” I said as she rubbed my back before pulling away.

“It’s really good to see you, “she said as I nodded. “You want a drink, you look like you could use one,” she said as I looked at her like she was crazy.

 “I don’t think that’s a good idea, I’m here with my lady,” I said as she smiled. “Look, we made peace with the past, I mean you texted me back and told me we were cool,” Danielle said as I sighed at my words coming back to bite me in the ass.

“I did tell her it was cool and water under the bridge but is this really a good idea.

“Come on, I won’t bite. I know you have a lady and I have a boyfriend. Just have a seat and I’ll go grab us a bottle of Tequilla, I owe you,” she said as I contemplated her offer.

“Uh, I guess taking a shot for old times sake can’t hurt,” I said taking a seat as she went back into the bar.

The longer I sat, the more guilty I felt. “What the fuck am I doing?” I muttered out loud truly feeling like I was asking for trouble.

Just as I got up Danielle came back over with the bottle of Tequilla.

“Let’s toast,” she said pouring us a shot.

“Um, what we are toasting?” I asked as she smiled. “New beginnings,” she whispered as we shared a toast and drank.

The sly look on her face should have made me run for the hills but I stayed and took another shot.

“Let me find us music,” she said pulling out her phone.

“That ain’t necessary, I’m bout to head back inside,” I said as Get Up On it by Kut Klose began playing.

If you really, really want it

All you gotta do is get up on it If you really, really want it

“Do you remember this?” Danielle asked as I nodded. “Yea, I remember Dani,” I said as she smiled. It was the first song we ever danced to on our first date.

“How bout one more dance for old time sakes?” she asked as I went blank on what to next.

What the fuck had I got myself into.

The time has come for us, ooh, baby

To get real busy, baby

“Danielle this ain’t a good idea,” I said as she began dancing up on me.

“Come on, it’s just a dance,” she whispered wrapping my arms around her waist.

Oh, yes, it has, mm

And you don't have to be afraid of our love, oh, no

'Cause it won't hurt you, sugar

Oh, no, it won't, ooh, yeah, baby

Her hips rubbing against mine as I tried to keep it PG. I get myself in the most shit. Her mouth was dangerously close to my neck as I slightly pulled back.

“Danielle stop playin’” I warned as she smirked. “You know you can’t say no to me,” she whispered moving my hand to her ass as I groaned moving them back to her lower back.

---

Sefa’s Pov

“I’mma go find Jey, something ain’t right,” I said as Joe stood up to go with me.

“Nah, I got it Uce, keep an eye on Jimmy, Montez still out there dancing,” I said pointing at Jimmy who was nursing his beer.

“Alright, I’ll round him up and we’ll meet you on the deck,” Joe said as I shook my head at Jimmy before heading to find Jey.

“Let me find his ass before the girls get here,” I muttered hoping he ain’t did nothing stupid.

Going out onto the deck and around the corner, my eyes weren’t prepared for the scene before me as I saw Danielle wrapped up in Jey’s arms as they danced.

“What the fuck is he doing?” I hissed, not believing my eyes.

I like it girl, when we

Get real freaky, baby

Ooh, yes, I do, baby

And I'm on my hands and knees

“Hey, Sefa why are you out here?” Trin asked as I bout jumped out of my skin turning around trying to act unfazed and began walking back towards the girls.

“I was waiting for ya’ll, let’s go,” I said wrapping my arm around Kayla and Cameron steering them towards the club.

If you really, really want it (if you really want it, baby)

All you gotta do is get up on it (all you gotta do, girl)

Get up on this love of mine

“You sure everything is, ok? You look pretty spooked right now,” Kayla said as I nodded my head. “Yea, right as rain,where is Bianca?” I asked nervously as Cameron looked at me strangely. "She already went inside," Cameron said as I breathed a sigh of relief.

As I reached for the door, almost home free, I heard Jey laugh as Cameron cut her eyes at me.  I pleaded with my eyes for her not to say anything.

Wait, was that Jey laughing,” Kayla asked stopping in her tracks as I panicked. “Uh, I think it’s just some folks walking the deck,” I said as Kayla scoffed.

“You really think I’m stupid, and don’t know your brothers laugh after being with him for three years,” she asked moving my arm and heading back over to where I had been, with Trin and Robin following her closely.

“Stop her babe, Jey is over there with Danielle,” I said as Cameron’s eyes got wider. “No fuckin’ way,” she whispered as I nodded.

“Kayla, wait please!” Cameron yelled as we ran over to catch up her.

 “No, I wanna see what’s so funny, him and Jimmy must be out here doin’ something crazy,” she said, her smile instantly dropping.

There stood Jey and Danielle, still wrapped up in an embrace, their faces dangerously close.

I know he isn’t going to kiss her; snap out of it you fool.

Jey’s POV

“Jey, come on I won’t tell. Just one kiss,” Danielle begged as I finally came back to reality. “Look, I’m in love with someone, and I can’t do this. This ain’t right.”

 Pushing her away, my heart almost stopped as I saw Kayla staring at me in disbelief a few feet away.

“Shit, baby I can explain, it’s not what it looks like,” I said as she began walking towards us.

“How could it not be what I’m thinking, Jey? You out here hugged up with her, dancing and shit like you single,” Kayla said her eyes betraying her cool exterior. I had hurt her beyond belief.

“You need to leave Danielle,” I said as she rolled her eyes. “No, I’m staying right here,” she said as Kayla stepped between us ignoring Danielle.

“Babe, I can explain,” I said as Kayla slapped me. Ok, I more than deserved that.

“Oh, you bet yo’ ass you gon’ explain and it better be good,” Kayla said as I looked over and Sefa and the girls for some help. But by the looks on their faces I knew I was going to have to get myself out of this one.

“Uce, can ya’ll leave us alone?” I asked my brother as the girls looked hesitant to leave.

“We ain’t leaving Kayla,” Robin said as Kayla shook her head. “I’m ok ya’ll, I’ll catch up wit you,” Kayla whispered as I saw Danielle smirking.

“You better wipe that smirk off your face bitch,” Trin said as Kayla turned back towards Danielle.

“What are you looking at me for, take it up with your man. I can’t help he wants me," she boasts as Kayla laughed.

Kayla’s POV

This bitch really thinks this is a game, I’ll throw him and her ass overboard keep trying me.

“Look, I ain’t talking to you, I’m dealing with my man so you can take your irrelevant ass on,” I said as she got bold and started talking louder.

“I’m grown bitch! You can’t tell me what to do!” She said as I tried to keep my anger under control but failed.

“Bitch, I’m grown too! You got the right one today, keep fuckin around you gon’ be sleeping with the fishes! Now take yo’ ass on somewhere!” I yelled as Jey wrapped his arms around my waist.

 “Aye, baby, let’s go over here and talk, she ain’t even worth it,” Jey said trying to pull me away as I snatched away from him.

 “Let me go! If she ain’t worth it, why was you hugged up with her!” I yelled slapping Jey again as he staggered from the force.

“Ok, I deserve all of that and probably some more," he said as fought to get my emotions in check. I can’t believe he did this.  

“Can we please just leave and talk,” Jey pleaded rubbing his face looking sad and defeated and that in turn made me want to slap his ass again because he caused this.

“Danielle, you’ve done enough, let’s go,” Sefa said as I felt even more insulted catching on to the name he just said.

Danielle, I know this ain’t the dumb bitch that had his ass crossed up before I met him.

“Danielle, as in your ex- Danielle …Daneille that stole thirty grand from you?” I asked, as Jey nodded, looking like he wanted the world to open up and swallow him whole.

“Baby, let’s go talk, I can tell you what happened. You know I love you, it isn't what you think,” Jey said as I looked at him in disbelief.

“You so motherfuckin’ stupid!” I yelled truly frustrated as Jey ran his hands over his face.

“Jey what you begging that bitch for? “You know you still love me,” Danielle said as Trin and Cameron started towards her.

“Nah, I got it ya’ll,” I said finally turning around, giving her what she wanted, which was my undivided attention.

“This is my last warning or your ass gon’ come up missing. I suggest you get the fuck outta here,” I said pointing at her as she rolled her eyes.

“You better stop pointing that finger, or I’ll bite that motherfucka off!” Danielle screamed as I walked right up in her face, pointing my finger once again and mushing her head back in the process.

“Do it bitch!” I hissed as she gasped in shock, mumbling under her breath before making a dramatic exit as Jey pulled me against his chest to stop me from going after her.

“That’s what I thought bitch, you ain’t bout that life. Find you somebody else to play wit,” I said as Trin and Robin looked at me in disbelief.

“Let’s go now damn it!” Jey hissed dragging me off further down the deck away from everyone.

“We’ll make sure she doesn’t come back,” Sefa said as Jey sighed. “Thanks, we’ll be inside in a minute,” Jey said as I moved away from him.

“We will be right here,” Trin said as Robin was talking on her phone to Joe, I’m sure.

Jey’s POV

“Kay, I know it looks bad, but I didn’t kiss her.”  I could feel Kayla shutting down and I felt helpless. I should have just stayed in the bar or took my ass back to the room and none of this shit would have happened.

“Jey, she should have never been in your arms to begin with you put yourself in that position,” Kayla said avoiding eye contact with me.

“I know that now, and I’m sorry,” I whispered truly feeling like a fool. “Jey, is our relationship real?” Kayla asked as I felt like she slapped me in the face again.

“What the hell does that mean? You know our relationship is real, I love you Kay,” I said without hesitation.

“It can’t be, because if it was you wouldn’t have been out her Boo’d up with your ex,” she whispered her voice breaking as I felt my heart stop.

“Baby, it’s not like that, I promise.”

My own heart breaking seeing the tears flowing down her beautiful face. She had to listen to me, I can’t lose her.

“I’m done talking about it, I’m just going to follow your lead,” Kayla said as I felt the bile rising in my throat. “What are you talking bout Kay? “I asked afraid of her answer.

“Maybe I should go find me somebody to grind up on and almost kiss them,” she said as I growled.

 “Kayla, let’s go to our room and work this shit out,” I pleaded as she wiped her tears and smoothed down her leather pants.

“Good night don’t wait up, I’m going to have me some fun now since you’ve already had yours,” she whispered before walking away.

 She wouldn’t…Would she?

“Let’s talk Kayla! I shouted at her retreating form as Trin and Robin looked at me with disappointment in their eyes. “Kay come back!” I yelled as she continued to ignore me.

“You’ve done enough for one night. Go to your room and sleep it off Jey,” Trin said as I sighed.

“I gotta talk to her and tell her it wasn’t what she thought,” I said as Robin came over and gave me a hug.

“Give her some time, she’s hurt, Jey.”

 I knew I had made a mistake, but I prayed she was on her way back to our suite and not heading to do something she could never take back.

“I’mma go wait for her in the room,” I said as Trin rolled her eyes. “I could beat yo’ ass right now,” she muttered as I nodded my head in agreement too ashamed to speak.

I made the long journey to our suite with hope in my heart that Kayla would be there so we could talk. Opening the door, I was met with silence as I looked around the room.

Going out onto the balcony I sat down staring into the pitch-black darkness as my Montez’s words echoed in my head from earlier.

“You went through that toxic shit for so long you feel underserving of love and normalcy, but you are deserving. Let Kayla love you, just be happy man.”

 “Yea, way to go idiot,” I whispered alone in my own personal hell as I tried not to imagine Kayla with someone else.

---

The next morning

Kayla’s POV

I got up and left before Joe and Robin woke up. I needed to shower and get ready before we dock in the Bahamas. It’s still my birthday weekend and I planned to enjoy it.

I hope Jey is still asleep, I don’t feel like talking this morning. Opening the door quietly and going inside I was met with a worried remorseful stare from Jey as he sat on the edge of the bed facing the door.

“Where you been all night?” he asked as I ignored him going over to the closet to get my outfit out.

“Damn it Kay, where have you been?” he asked as I continued to ignore him.

 “Can we at least talk after your shower?” Jey asked as I sighed.

“Look, I crashed with Joe and Robin because I’m not built like you. I can’t forget I’m in an actual relationship and do something I know would hurt you no matter how pissed I am,” I said as Jey sighed in relief.

“Thank god,” he whispered as I rolled my eyes. “Look, I need to shower and get changed can you go?” I asked, not wanting to see his face at the moment. 

“What you mean go? We need to talk Kayla.”

“I don’t feel comfortable undressing in front of you so could you please leave,” I said as I felt the shock rolling off of Jey in waves, but I was hurting too.

“You don’t feel comfortable undressing in front of me? Your man of three years, really Kayla?” he asked in disbelief as I felt my chest tighten.

“Are you my man, Jey? Because you seemed to have forgot that you were last night when you were cozied up with your ex,” I said not backing down.  I know he didn’t kiss her; I know I may be overreacting but needed some space to process this shit. Jey sighed in defeat grabbing his shoes and heading towards the door. 

“I’ll leave, but this ain’t over Kayla. You gon’ have to talk to me sometime because I ain’t givin’ up. I love you, and I ain’t about to lose you now,” he whispered before walking out the door as I broke down in tears.

Some fucking birthday..........

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♡ " The side effect "

Suitor: William Rex x Kate (MC)

Fandom: Ikemen Villains

CW: none!! Just fluff and chaos lol ♡

Prompt: Dressed in love

Note: My entry for @judejazza 's event!! I hope everyone likes this. Divider and header made by the lovely @natimiles <3

No one was expecting that the medicine Roger gave her would have this effect on her. He had first wanted to give it to Liam, but he wasn't present. Roger's second option was Ellis... who was also not in the castle.

It was something he had created himself. Roger had full faith that the medicine had the ability to heal a person quicker. A flu, migraine, anything else? You were gonna feel fine in no time (okay, somewhat of an exaggeration). That's when he heard that Kate was feeling unwell and... yes.

"Oh? Who is this beautiful young man...?" Kate's eyes were fixed on William as soon as he entered the infirmary.

He smiled at his lover and gave Roger a look.

"Ah, right. She will be fine in a day. Seems like I made a mistake with the medicine."

William nodded his head, the smile still on his face, and he went closer to Kate.

"Hello, Kate. How are you feeling?"

She giggled. "Great! Now that I have seen such a handsome guy. What's your name?"

He laughed, realizing that she was having troubling remembering him. Ah, it was somewhat sad. They were meant to go on a date but...

"William Rex at your service. So, Kate..."

Her big eyes were staring at him the entire time, and a goofy smile was on her face.

"Your eyes are telling me that you like me. Will you give me your time and spend the day with me?"

She gasped and quickly stood up, moving towards the stairs. "YES! What are you waiting for, pretty guy? Let's go! This feels like a dream - it must be - but I won't let my chance slip."

William laughed again and went after her. Roger cleared his throat. Well, that was interesting...

In the parlour:

Kate stared at everyone present in the room. Her face showed it clearly that she didn't remember any of them. Harrison and Liam were sitting and having a talk when they stopped to look at Kate.

"Woah, Katie! What happened?" Liam asked.

"Katie?" She asked, "You know me?"

"Will! What's wrong with her?" Liam looked crestfallen.

The red-eyed man laughed and shook his head. "She will be fine in a day, Liam. Don't worry."

Harrison chuckled. "You look like you are in a trance."

Kate nodded her head, suddenly very serious. "There are too many pretty boys here," she looked at William, "but I think you are the only one for me."

Harrison's eyes went wide, and Liam choked on his own spit.

"HUH?!" Liam let out.

"Damn... she's still in love with you despite her 'temporary case of amnesia'". Harry's voice was full of amusement.

William was biting back a laugh as he followed behind Kate, who was running towards the kitchen. She looked like a little child on a sugar rush.

In the kitchen:

"Oh! Pretty guy with long hair!" Her first instinct was to touch Victor's hair. The Queen's Aide was beaming at her.

"Aww! You flatter me, Miss Kate!"

William raised an eyebrow at his old friend, smile not faltering. "She's still mine, Victor."

"Aww, shucks. Kate you are just so cute!!! Would you like this fresh scone I made?"

"Ooooh! Yes, please."

And Kate was given a plate full of scones by Victor...

In the dining hall:

"Oh, hello, Kate!" Ellis warmly smiled at her. "Is there something wrong?"

"Ohhhh, pretty boy number four. I am fine. It's a weird medicine, and I think I have a memory loss, and I feel weird. But I am fine." She looked at Jude, "You look like a gang boss."

"Tch. Yeah, gon' make your ass go bankrupt."

"Haha, okay." Kate laughed.

Jude's brows were furrowed. He didn't even want to ask any questions.

"Come on, Will! Let's go outside!" She smiled at him. A smile that always had him weak.

"After you, my lady."

In the garden:

"You look really beautiful." Kate told Elbert.

"Oh... thank you. Al, am I beautiful?"

"Yes, of course... what kind of ideas are you having?"

"... nothing."

Kate took William's hand. "Hey... I am feeling dizzy."

He carried his lover to her room.

---

"Hmm... I still don't remember much." She told him. "My heart starts beating super fast when I look at you, though."

"Hmm? Really?"

"Yes. You have such pretty eyes... your hair looks so smooth, and you smell divine. Hmm, Will?"

"Yes, my love?"

"Can I borrow your cape...? It's cold."

He laughed. "Of course."

It looked better on her than it did on him. William wondered how she would look if she wore his clothes. Hmm, adorable. But first, he had to make sure his lover would feel normal again.

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