#this is slowly killing my mom. my sister. me

[deformedcat]

the fake princess

pairing: reincarnated male reader x yandere prince oc

fic includes: arranged marriage, cross dressing, reader's death (briefly mentioned), Dom to sub bottom male reader, rough sex, rimming 2x, gruwhdbwb will add more in the morning

note: THIS IS NOT FINISHED!! tumblr is rlly messing me up by posting my work earlier whenever i save my draft lol. feel free to read as i write the ending. reader is male! a male!! a certain character will be calling him "lady" for the plot!! i wont spoil much but please keep that in mind ;; this is messy lmao

poor you were just on the way back to your apartment after a barbeque party with your friends— until a drunk man grabbed you from the dark alley way and stabbed you in the stomach and pussied out after he realized what he did.

is this how you die? fuck, he couldve do you a favour by taking you out in one go and not run away?? loser behaviour.

you laid down in your own blood in the dimly lit alley way, your vision slowly getting blurry as your surrounding turns into a blur of colours and into nothing.

before slipping into darkness, you heard a loud voice shouting out your name. its too late, bootlicking shitfuck.

you opened your eyes by the sound of bird chipping, you stared up at the bright blue sky accompanied by someone with dark brown hair and green eyes staring back at you.

"Lady Amador.. it's time to go back to the palace. the prince is looking foward for you during lunch time."

who the fuck is lady amador, and why are they wearing a maid outfit?

sitting up, you take note of the grass underneath you instead of the rough concrete floor from earlier- are you hallucinating to the point youre in this nice garden..? huh, why are you wearing a dress, did a creep kidnapped you and dress you in one of their grandma's dresses?!

panicking, you got up towards the pond and looked into your own reflection. you still looked the same as before, you cant say the same since your hair looked much longer and the light makeup on your face.

lady amador.. prince?? garden.. holy- is that a palace behind you?! whats going on?!

before you could brainstorm any longer, the person from earlier waved their hand in front of you, catching your attention. "lady amador, its time to go. prince sebastian is looking for you."

prince sebastian? sebastian..

slowly, everything clicked to you, did you really reincarnated as one of the characters in the novel "The Villainess's Ultimate Plan!" holy shit.

you touched your face, and then looked into the pond again, that face..

the villainess younger brother?!

the one who disguised as the protagonist.. the one that planned the entire scheme to assassinate the crown prince but end up getting beheaded one day after the wedding night?!

with that information, your vision fade into black once again.

"My lady?!"

jerking awake, you hunched over, clasping a hand against your face. you slowly takes a few deep breathe, you slowly brought your hand away.

you looked to your side, the same person from earlier is standing next to you with a worried expression. not only them, a man with bright gold hair is sitting on a chair nearby reading a book.

prince fucking sebastian. the man that you're supposed to kill during you and the prince's wedding night.

he looked up from his book and walked up to you, you flinched away when he raised his hand, he stopped his action before he promptly caressing your face.

"you, please step out of Lady Penelope's room." he ordered the person (the maid maybe?), and they complied.

there was an awkward silence in the room, he was still holding your face, you looked at the side, scared to hold any eye contact with the man in front of you.

"look at me." he said in a stern voice, like a mom scolding her child.

so you did, afraid of any consequences. (since he was the same man that's willing to destroy the kingdom for your supposed sister.)

he let go of your face before sitting onto the side of the bed, his face is blank,, as if he dont care about you, but the worried tone in his voice said otherwise.

"y/n." you jumped at the name, how did he know your name- wasnt he supposed to call you by your sister's name ?! before you can say amything, he cut you off.

"..i was waiting for you at the dining table, but i got the news of you fainting in the garden right after waking up from your nap."

"..i apologize."

he leans in towards you, settling his hands onto your face once again as if to inspect for any injuries, he lets go once again when he saw no visible injuries.

"i know you prefer to be called lady amador when it comes to appearing as your sister, but a maid was here, and i have to convince people we have a medium love with each other.

especially when our wedding night is two days from now on."

what. the story already started?! no- screw that, how did he know you were pretending to be penelope?!

"how did you know im not lady penelope?" you kissed your teeth, gripping onto the comforter, subtly slapping the prince's hand away when he tried to reach for yours.

"lady penelope had sent a letter to me, personally stating about her plan, and we agreed on one term: i keep you safe and she sends me information of the war, simple.

though, i shall say, youre quite the beauty."

you were about to curse at penelope but your ears becoming warm after he said that, he chuckled before getting up of the bed.

"most married or engaged couples have monthly night together, and ours is two night from now on. we wont do anything sensual, do not worry."

"what-"

"see you tomorrow at lunch, dear." he kissed you on the forehead before walking out of your room.

for the next two days, you learnt the person at the garden is your personal maid, Andrea. apparently she found you laying on the ground at the garden (that sebastian built for you.) after you stated you were gonna take a stroll.

you also met your personal knight, William, Penelope's second love interest but was sadly killed when he defended you during your trail.

the three of you got along well, often seen having conversation near the garden or having tea party together. sebastian watched from his office and smiled at the sight of you chatting with Andrea.

william on the other hand,, have been too close to you for his liking. he nearly ripped an important paper when he saw william wiping off some biscuit crumbs from your face- why is he so touchy? Andrea couldve done that using a napkin.

he broke his pen, the black ink soaked his hand and his paper work. did you like damian better than him? why did you become flustered when the knight spoke about something?

should he get rid of him?

how troublesome.

he remembered when a butler and notify him what happened to you. he nearly tear down the entire palace when you didnt wake up for two hours he almost frown when you flinched and move away from him when he reach out to you. the way you were nervous around him,,

he slowly calmed down, reminding himself that you and his night together is tonight. he sighed, he should finish his work first then meet you tonight.

back in your chamber, Andrea and a few other maids helped you to get ready, even helping you to take a bath. you enjoyed the smell of lavender from the soapy water, an old maid massaged your body when you're just soaking inside the bathtub.

the old lady was kind enough to even offer you a drink as she tells you stories of her youth.

after that and when Andrea deemed you 'clean', began to dress you into a white night gown made with the finest silk, the strap of the grown barely hanging on your shoulder. the maid had explained that you have to wear this because 'the prince gave the gown as a gift.'

was he not shameless when his gift includes a set of lingerie?!

you fidget around with the ring, Andrea styled your hair into a loose braid, making sure you look presentable before leading you to the prince's chamber. you insisted that you walked by yourself, so she went back to the maid headquarter.

walking down the dimly lit hallway, no one is wandering except for a few knight patrolling. you soon arrived in front of his room, knocking a few time to make your presence known "sir sebastian-"

before you could finish, sebastian opened the door and grab you by the waist, dragging you into the room.

he lifts you up and carries you to the spacious bed, he gently laid you down and take a whiff of your scent before mumbled out a "you smells nice.."

you looked at him with wide eyes, he was only wearing a robe- your eyes wonders down and sees his toned body that he had clearly worked on. he noticed you and grinned, taking your hand and putting it on his chest

"like what you see?"

if you could kill him right now you would.

instead, you pushed him down the bed, him lying down on the bed and you on top.

"what if i do?

also.. i will be the one in charge tonight."

you leaned down, opening his robe hastily and take one nipple into your lips.

sebastian nearly flipped you over, but he held himself back. he moaned when you grinned onto his crotch, he lightly tugged your hair, leaning in as if asking for a kiss.

you gave him what he wanted, he softly moaned into the kiss, slowly his hand make its way towards your shorts, pulling it down your ankle before he pulls away from the kiss.

he sat up against the bed frame and settled you on his lap, he took in the sight of you wearing his gift- that he had commissioned for it to fit you, and god.

you are so pretty.

hair messy from the kissing session, the collar of the gown was low enough for him to see the lacey bra, a garter designed with silver lining tightly wrapped around your thigh and the underwear that only covered your erected cock-

he want to eat you up,,

so he did.

Sebastian was known to be a beast in bed as he was known in the battlefield,, was what the novel described him.

Unfortunately they were true to their words, his thrust was harsh and deep, creating impacts thats enough to make you cry out.

so much of being gentle?! he even ripped off your outfit, leaving you naked!

he was nice enough to eat you out earlier, even giving you to opportunity to ride his face.

sebastian continue with this harsh pace, holding one of your leg onto his shoulder while another holds your hand. his apologized multiple times while grunting, saying things likes

"im sorry- ah! youre so tight!"

"mm- if you keep moaning like that- hng! i wont be able to slow down-"

"dear.. mmh.. im sorry.. i'll take care of you later-!" im gonna kill you, you handsome bastard!!

you clung onto him on each thrust, it just feel so-! sebastian suddenly changed the position, pushing you on your knees while holding your arms at the back,

"se-sebasti- ah! wait-! mngh!" he holds your hand behind you back tightly to ground you, the position didnt help at all, you couldnt muffle your moans and his dick reach deeper than it did in the previous position.

he panted, letting go of your arms fearing that your arm is sore. he gave an apologetic kiss on your forehead before continuing .

he grunted when you tighten around him, he tried to sooth you by giving stroking your cock, but that only add to the pleasure as you cried out of overstimulation.

you felt like you were melting.

you had climax into sebastian's hand, fuck- why isnt he stopping-?! you continued to cry out before he stuff his finger with your cum into your mouth, you immediately bit onto his fingers to muffle your moans.

his climax came sooner than you expected, he twitched and came inside. he slowed down his thrust, riding out his climax before pulling out.

you panted, thinking its over,, until sebastian gripped your aas and spread them apart revealing your winking hole, dripping out his children batter.

without hesitation, he dive in as if its his last meal, slurping and eating his own cum. you moaned at this, trying to push him away but he stayed still.

"what are you-"

"round 2? gotta have heirs for the future y'know.." he said with a toothy grin, flipping you over your back and pressing you thigh until your ankle reach your chest.

"ah?!"

the knights guarding outside sebastian's chamber looked at each other then looked down, the two of them had an erection from your moaning- tone it down sometimes!

a/n: not proud with this one, will check and edit it in the morning (its 3.56 am right now) goodnight ^_^

#mayi'swriting— #oc x male reader #male reader #bottom male reader #bttm male reader #sub male reader #yandere x reader #yandere oc x reader

[whcwashe]

😬😬😬

#ooc #who’s a stressed bitch? #I’m a stressed bitch #negativity cw #death cw #money cw #lol it’s fine tbh it’s all fine and it’ll all be fine #but also #my grandmother is dying #my sister in law’s mom is literally on her deathbed and we’re praying she makes it past Christmas #a snow storm is about to hit that might kill the power when it’s -7 degrees out #my roommate missed her flight home for Christmas and she’s stressed about that #so I am also Stressed About That #I’m working literally 7 jobs right now and I woke up this morning to …. #- $698 in my bank account somehow #work is slowly crushing my soul #also my dad spent 45 minutes this morning telling me I should just stop taking my adderall and anxiety medication #because ‘wouldn’t it be better to find a way to manage without all those pills??’ #anywhoooo #if I’m not here it’s because I’m outside screaming somewhere #god bless us everyone

[viovio]

ohhhh ok i get my problem now. i don't cry often at anything because I'm so emotional i can't talk honestly how i really feel around people i trust and what they deserve like my siblings and that's why I don't talk back to my parents when they treat them like shit because they never listen to me and tell me how I'd like if i took care of the house myself. and if i speak this out loud i get the overwhelming urge to cry

#ive never told anyone this but like lol i get that i can be unbearable to be around #when it comes down to it im rude at any inconvenience and i yell at my ate or kuya if they ask me whats wrong because again i hate #telling people that #i do need therapy btw. literally after my grandma wony speak to me i finally told my sister her physical symptoms of a clogged ear #isnt her being an attention seeking brat lije she says and she knows that but fuck #i couldnt just sit there while my oarents tell her that. its important that we know we're not alone #i wanna be able to clean everyday and buy shit on my own like idk responsibly because i want it to be just me ate and kuya #no parents. no grandma i know this now #its also not enough that i know my problems as a person i need to make the effort to change #fucking. but when my mom tells me im selfish. that im rude. it for the fucking wrong reasons #its when i do anything that says i know i dont deserve this. its always that #but yknow to them its always be grateful we dont beat you and emotionally berate you so much #its not a fucking reach for me to say you emotionally abused me and its definitely #not me making shit up YOU ABUSE MY KUYA EVERYDAY YOU FUCKING JACKASSES YOURE KILLING ATE BECAUSE YOU TELL HER HER PROBLEM #IS BEING FAT AND PUT HER ON THIS FUCKED DIET AND NOW YOU WONDER WHY HER HAIRS FALLING OUT AND WHY HER TONGUES DRY #AND WHY HER EARS FEEL CLOGGED and you look at me with my hair similarly falling out because i miss meals a lot #and donf make a damn connection. my moms own childhood full of abuse aside i cant fucking stand this #id say go ahead and kill yourself slowly just dont bring us into it but i cant be that shitty #i dont wanna be fucking responsible for my mom and grandmas problems. my ate doesnt wanna. my brother doesnt wanna #vent tw #abuse tw

[snekdood]

me and my boyfriend were having a conversation earlier about how creepy my dad is and how he 1 used to spy on my mom w binoculars in his car across the street after their divorce (she got a restraining order luckily) but also 2 i remember him threatening to kill my mom and her current husband and i said something about how "i used to be scared i'd see him outside of my window watching me, even though he would probably just go after my mom i was worried he might try to kidnap me-"

and then it all clicked for me. the reason zero is the way he is is bc of my dad. the reason my comic is the way it is is bc of my fucking dad!

#like yeah he has elements of my brother and sister too but ultimately they suck bc of my dad. esp my sister. #anyways hes maybe one of the worst ppl in the world actually! #vent #learning more and more that if someone reminds me of my dad? i gotta fucking avoid the shit out of them. my sister does. my brother does. #and so does my abusive ex. i just remmebered getting that weird vague feeling when i was with them but brushed it off. I really fuckin #shouldn't've though goddamn. right down to the compulsive lying and extreme manipulation tactics. oh and the wanting to kill me shit #bc i dare make them ever view themselves in a critical light ig. #kinda like what happened with my mom and dad!!!!!!!!!!!!!! today has been rough emotionally :)))))))))))))))))))) #wish i could say its empty threats but hes an actual republican and has a shit ton of guns so yeah. doesnt matter how empty it is #everyones still gonna assume the worse when you're compiling guns and talking about killing someone you claimed to fucking love #and for him? it really was all about losing power over her. if he couldnt have her no one did. which was ironic bc he never even #fully appreciated her when he was with her and made fatphobic jokes about her. but suddenly she wants to leave and its an issue? #ig when the person you claim to find so unappealing rejects you too it bruises harder if you're a narcissist who relies on building #yourself up by putting people you claim to care about down. #and then he used me and my siblings as pawns in his game. in his 'war' against my mom. #this is why my ex has been so predictable this whole time... ive literally lived through it. it was LITERALLY my childhood #everyone but me believed him when he started making justifications for the way he physically abused her. but thats the #thing about ppl who are abusive in this way- slowly everyone starts to realize they're lying. and the only ones who stick around #are the ride or dies with no standards for themselves.

[cuntwrap--supreme]

My sister's boyfriend - whose family is from Jamaica - is visiting for the week. At every turn, my mom finds a way to bring up American slavery. She asked him if his family had been part of the space trade and he's just like, "Well, we're black and from the Caribbean, so I'd imagine so." She has also been cooking every night he's been here. But it's always the most bland, most white food you can imagine. Last night was chicken pot pie. Today was chicken and rice. And this kid heard "chicken and rice" and told my sister he imagined it would be like how his mom makes it - the Caribbean way with tons of veggies and spices and, you know, flavor. Nope! My mom's recipe for chicken and rice is: Boil chicken, boil rice, stick those in a pot in the oven with 2 cups water and 4 bouillon cubes. That's it. I'm waiting on my mom to go back to her room so I can go get him fast food, because he says it's so bland he can't eat it. He and my sister made a TikTok about how he's "fighting for his life" having to eat all this white people food. I might try to cook tomorrow so dude doesn't starve.

#the casual racism she exhibits is what kills me #like. she knows how to shut the fuck up. it's like she's trying to make him hate her. #my sister is getting angrier by the day because he's slowly starting to feel uncomfortable here #when my sister went and stayed with his family she said she was made to feel like she belonged there #her boyfriend has been stuck in her room for 2 days now because he doesn't feel welcome in the house #but he's also polite so he's only saying shit to my sister #i figured my mom would at least try to be civil but nope! still a shitbag!!

[lina-lovebug]

I'd Fight The Devil

Pairing: Alastor x fem! reader

Background: reader is Lilith and Lucifers oldest, and resembles Lilith more. Lucifer has a hard time bonding with her because of this, and Alastor decides to step in.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

"DAD'S COMING?!"

(Y/N) Morningstar, firstborn daughter of Lilith and Lucifer, was currently having a breakdown over the fact that her father was on his way to the hotel.

She'd have no issue leaving, of course, but Charlie tricked her dear old sister into staying by saying she needed help with the hotel. . .and told her their dad was coming when he was two minutes away.

It's not like she didn't miss him, but things became different once their mother disappeared. Lucifer threw himself into his ideas, and (Y/N) tried maintaining their relationship but he couldn't even stand the look of her.

"I'm sorry! But I thought maybe you guys could talk while he's here?" Charlie suggested with a gulp, twiddling her fingers.

"I'm done trying with dad. If he wants to talk, he can come to me," (Y/N) crossed her arms, firm on her stance.

"I never thought I'd meet someone with worse daddy issues, but here you are, cher," Alastor, with his famous grin, looked down at the Princess of Hell. She huffed, not in the mood for his side comments.

"Alastor, please-"

"He's here!"

"-please fucking hide me!" She ran behind him, despite the mass amount of blonde hair making it obvious.

He chuckled.

Honestly, since meeting the eldest Morningstar, Alastor deemed himself her Protector. Not that the girl wasn't capable or needed him persay, but he cared for her. Being on the aroace spectrum, he wasn't plagued by a selfish desire to fuck her, but it was a sweet concern that slowly turned into a need to be near her.

A need to make her his.

"Hopefully he doesn't-"

"Pumpkin?"

"Fuck," (Y/N) silently cursed under her breath before Alastor stepped aside.

"Hey dad," Lucifer felt a pang in his sinister heart at her tone. She sounded uncomfortable and wouldn't even look at him, but he also remembered that he couldn't look at her at times.

It reminded him of happier times.

Times he didn't want to be reminded of anymore.

"So how've you been? Heard you've got a fancy job now. Probably making loads of money, huh?" He chuckled nervously.

"Dad, it's my company. I made it."

And he couldn't even remember that she did that?

Any dad would remember that his child created her own business.

"Ouch."

"And it's got a fucking duck on the logo. God, dad," She rose her voice, "you can't even remember that?"

"I've been busy, pumpkin-"

"Too busy to call? Too busy to even fucking call?!"

Charlie flinched at the harshness in her voice. She's always been a firecracker but she's never seen her so angry.

"I'm not fighting with you, (Y/N)," Lucifer stepped towards her, "why do you insist on fighting? Especially when I'm here for Charlie."

"Oh, you're here for Charlie?" Her horns started to come up through her skin, rolling back like a rams.

Just like her mom.

"I'm not making this about me. I just wish you'd make the effort instead of it having to be me," She missed who he was.

And during this, Alastor could see the pain on her face. She was furious, and rightfully so.

But he let her fight her own battles.

"I'm sorry that I look like mom. Is that what you want me to say?!"

"Yes!"

He didn't mean it. Of fucking course he didn't mean it, but it slipped out.

"Dad! That's enough!" Charlie ran to her, seeing tears well up in her sisters eyes. "How could you say that?"

"Pumpkin, I-"

"Don't," She sniffled, holding Charlie close, "don't come near me."

But he didn't listen.

He hated being the fact that his little girl was crying because of him.

"I think you've come far enough," Alastor spoke, getting infront of Charlie and (Y/N). He is excellent at saving face, so his pure unadulterated rage was hidden beneath his smile.

She hiccuped behind him, sobbing into Charlie's shoulder.

"Don't make me move you," Lucifer glared.

"And don't make me fucking kill you for hurting what's mine."

His voice turned more static-like than before, his eyes a burning red and his horns outstretched. He was a fucking shield for his Princess, and not even the King of Hell could get through. Lucifer recognized this and humbly backed away, retreating with his tail between his legs.

_ _ ☆ _ _

(Y/N) spent the next hour crying in her room. Over the years, she had started to hate herself for looking like her mom, and Lucifers' confirmation only reaffirmed it.

"Need anything else?" Charlie asked her. Although her sister wasn't searching for redemption, she had her own personal room in the hotel.

"Can you get Alasto-?"

A knock sounded at the door.

"Was he there the whole time?" She sniffled, and a muffled "maybe" came through the door.

Her bed was surrounded by napkins that she quickly placed on her bedside as Charlie allowed Alastor inside.

Alone.

The two of them.

Might as well just throw them condoms and say get to it, is what (Y/N) was thinking. She's known about her crush on The Radio Demon for a few months now, having a fantasy dream here and there, but wasn't much of an active person herself.

"Thank you. I know he tried to fix it, but I couldn't stand to look at him," Her puffy eyes made Alastors eye twitch, still a small spout of anger for her father.

"Of course, my dear," He sat himself next to her on the bed.

"Because your father, although the King of Hell, is a fucking coward", is what he wanted to say but kept those words for himself.

"Did you mean it? That I'm yours?" She asked, her hand inching closer to his.

"I never say anything I don't mean, cher," He grabbed her hand, kissed it, and made the she-demon gasp.

"I thought you hated touch."

He chuckled, "Oh, I do, but not if it's you. Your skin is warm, and it brings me comfort. You bring me comfort."

"You'd have me, even if I want to be glued to your side? Even having petty fights with my dad?"

"Darling, I'd wear your skin if you asked."

"Oh, how romantic," She blushed before both his hands came up to her face, bringing her into a needy kiss. With her, he needed to feel her.

Someday, even all of her.

"And I'd eat demons with you," She whispered against his lips.

"Oh my heart may burst, my dear."

Taglist: @lorkai @droopingdatura @tr1coo @randomuser-89 @abbiedail @evelin1o1 @sseleniaa

#alastor imagine #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel imagine

[wendysimp]

Secrets Out Pt.1 (Wendy x Seulgi)

Wendy (Step Sister) is back X Seulgi X Male Reader

Tags: Shower Sex, Risky Sex Blowjob, Double Blowjob, Spitting, Deepthroat, Daddy Kink, Threesome, Riding, Face Sitting and much more!

This is a series which is continuing off from The Bog Reveal which is a 3 part Smut. Hope you guys enjoy.

(Y/n’s POV)

Ugh school… WHY?! I just want to be glued to my bed all day.

“Honey? Wake up, time for school.” Really mom?

Just kill me honestly. After finally getting up from my comfortable bed I should be sleeping in, I grabbed myself a change of clothes before heading out to have a shower. There’s only one problem… My Sister is in the shower already.

Last weekend. One of the craziest things ever happened. What is it you ask? Well to keep it short and sweet, I not only fucked my big sister Wendy, but I also got to fuck her hot friends too.

I could remember every single second of it. Even after that Wendy and I would mess around. Speaking of Wendy… I look around to make sure the coast is clear. Good! I’m gonna get in and surprise her.

(Wendy’s POV)

Nothing more like starting off the morning with a nice warm shower. I love the feeling of the water dripping down my body… and feeling Y/n’s cock inside me- okay wait what?! Fuck!

That dumbass really got me needing him more. Oh who am I kidding, I’ve always been needing him. I even sucked his dick under the table while having dinner with our mom there as well. Luckily she didn’t catch us.

I’m getting wet. I-I… need him. I slide my hands down to my pussy, rubbing it just like how he does it to me.

“Mmm Y/n I need you’re touch.” I moan softly to myself.

“I see you can’t stop thinking about me sis.” My eyes widened.

I turn around, see Y/n and before I could scream he covers my mouth and pins me against the shower glass. I look up into his eyes.

“Shhh mom will hear you.” He whispers. Even the way he talks is making me more wet.

He finally removed his hands and I cover my body.

“What are you doing here dumbass?!” I asked him and he rolls his eyes.

“Come on, you’re really coving up even though I’ve seen you naked before when we fuck?” This tease.

I slap his arms and continued to wash up as I tried to ignore him. I felt him hold me from behind, feeling his hands roam around my body. Fuck Y/n you’re killing me. I bite my lip hard trying not to give him a reaction he wanted out of me.

“Come on, don’t you need my touch sis?” H-his hands! His rubbing my pussy.

“S-shut up and let’s hurry and finish up before mom suspects something.” I tell him but he doesn’t listen. No surprise there since he barely listens to me.

“Shhh she won’t.” I felt his lips on my neck. It turned me on so much I even let out a little moan. He smirks against my skin.

“You like that don’t you?”

“S-shut up you perv.” I tell him as he keeps going.

I felt his cock press against my ass. This fucker! You know what? Two can play that game!

(3rd Person View)

Wendy turns and Kisses Y/n deeply while stroking his cock slowly making him harder and turned on. They pull away as they look into each others eyes

“Hurry up and fuck me!” Wendy whispers.

And with that, no hesitation from Y/n as he turns her around again, bends her over as she was against the shower glass once again. He lines himself up along her pussy and slides into her.

Y/n let’s put a grunt while Wendy let’s put a moan as she feels him deep inside her. Y/n grabs her hips and start to thrust deep and hard as their bodies slap against each others.

“You fucking like that Wendy? You like when bro fucks you so good?” He slams into her harder causing her to roll her eyes back.

“Y-yesifuckingloveit!” She moans uncontrollably.

Y/n gives Wendy a light spank on her ass, leaving a mark which she didn’t mind at all as she was filled with lust.

“F-fuck you’re so deep inside of me!” She moans and looks over her shoulder at her brother.

(Y/n’s POV)

A knock can be heard and we both look at each other.

“Don’t stop.” She whispered to me which I nodded and keep fucking her tight pussy.

“Wendy, are you okay in there?” Mom asks her.

“Y-yeah mom I’m fine just- f-fuck!” She moans leaving mom confused. I chuckled.

“Calm down mom will catch us.” I whispered and tease her more while fucking her faster and deeper. She turns and slaps my hand.

“S-shut up dumbass!” She whispered to me.

“You sure you’re okay?”

“Y-yes mom I’m okay. I-I feel s-so… s-so fucking good right now.”

“W-well okay. I’m off to work now, make sure your brother gets ready. I love you.” She says before leaving.

“Love you too!” She yells back.

Mom leaves and she pulls my cock out of her before turning to me and said…

“Take me to your bed and fuck me!”

(A little time skip)

We finish up and Wendy raises from between my legs, wiping her mouth.

“Thanks for giving me my breakfast baby boy.” She winks after swallowing my load I shot into her mouth.

She leaves my room, telling me to hurry up and get ready. What a great way to start the morning.

I put in my clothes get my bag and keys then wait for Wendy. She comes down a few minutes later and see her with a nice, beautiful dress which looked so sexy on her. The things I’d do to her right now with that dress on.

“You look beautiful Wendy.” I tell her causing her to blush and look away. I chuckled.

“T-Thanks dumbass. We also gotta pick up Seulgi on the way to school. She needs a ride.” She tells me which I didn’t mind at all.

We head over to Seulgi’s and she comes out with a nice blue dress that looked absolutely fucking great on her. Look at her curves!

She enters the car with a big smile and puts on her seat belt.

“Hi Y/n! Hey Wendy!” She greeted us warmly.

“Hey baby, you look really great today. Love that dress you got on.” I flirt. Wendy doesn’t seem to like it when I flirt with her friends.

Seulgi blushes and bites her lip.

“Okay not now! Let’s get to school before we arrive there late.” In a rush are we sis?

“Yes ma’am I’m on it.” I start to drive.

“You’re annoying you know that?” She rolled her eyes.

“So how was the sex on his bed this morning?” Seulgi asks with a teasing smirk which caused her to get a slap on the arm by Wendy.

“Y-you weren’t supposed to mention what I told you in front of him!” She scolds her.

“Oww okay okay!” Seulgi rubs her arm.

“Wendy relax. You okay Seulgi?” I asked her and she nodded.

“W-Wendy? Could I maybe have your brother again?” She asks.

“Eww what?! No!”

“Oh come on, you’ve got to have so many turns with him and plus, I’ve been missing the feeling of him inside me.” She looks over at me and I wink at her.

“I missed that feeling too.” I tell her.

“Okay first of all, I’m right here, and secondly, I’m not just gonna sit aside and watch you guys fuck! We got school to go too!” Wendy isn’t a fan of being late to school.

“Who said anything about watching when you can join us?”

“Yeah she’s right sis come on.” Why does Wendy have to be a party pooper?

“No! That’s final.” She looks out the window as silence fill the car.

(Meanwhile)

Slurping, choking, moaning and spitting. If you haven’t guessed it yet, Wendy changed her mind last second and here we are, in the backseat all together, naked as they share my cock.

“Mmm that’s it keep sucking just like that. You’re so good at this Seulgi.” I smile and praise her as she winked and bobbed her head all the way down my length.

My cock hits the back of her throat which felt like I was in a dream world. She chokes and pulls away to catch her breath then spits on my shaft. Meanwhile, Wendy was doing fucking amazing with my balls in her mouth. I could feel her tongue just run circles around each of them and felt the vibrations on my balls from her moans.

They both switch as Wendy takes me into her mouth and Seulgi taking my balls.

“Mmm you like that huh perv? You like the way your big sis sucks your big fat cock?” Wendy smirked as she continued to blow me.

“Shut up and just keep sucking.” I lean my head back in pleasure.

They keep going until they eventually pull away.

“Lay down daddy. I wanna show you how a good girl rides.” Seulgi really turns me on with the way she talks.

I listen and lay down as she straddles my lap and Wendy straddles my face with her pussy. Fuck what a time to be alive. Without wasting time. Seulgi slumps down on my cock, riding like there’s no tomorrow while Wendy sits her ass on my face. Moans fill out the car but Seulgi let’s out a scream.

“Ahhh fuck Y/n your cock is deep inside of me! I-it’s so big!” She yells in complete pleasure.

“S-Seulgi be q-quiet… p-people might hear- f-fuck right there! Fuck me with your tongue baby boy!” She let’s out a yell as well as she couldn’t help herself.

I grip Seulgi’s hips and squeeze onto Wendy’s ass. The car was shaking like crazy with the way they were both riding me. They both switch places as Wendy rides me as I get a taste Of Seulgi’s soaked pussy.

“F-fuck bro! Your dick is so good.”

“K-Kiss me Wendy.” They both pull each other into a heated make out, moaning into each other’s mouths.

Having Wendy and Seulgi is one of the best things in the world, but how could I forget Joy? Yeri? And Irene? Having all five is so much better but hey, I’m not complaining.

After a while of riding both my face and cock, I felt Seulgi release onto my face and Wendy onto my cock.

“Ahhh f-fuck yesss y/n!” The both moan before getting off of me.

They both look at me with a stare full of lust and smile.

“Daddy still needs to cum. How about we help your brother unload?” She looks at Wendy with a smirk.

“You read my mind. Don’t be afraid to let it all out baby boy.” She winks and they both get in between my legs just like before and lick up from the base to my tip slowly.

The both kiss my tip and stop as Wendy takes her phone out.

“Let’s make a video for our girls. You wouldn’t mind taking the video do you baby boy?” Wendy looks up at me.

“Not at all.” I say and smile as I take the phone and hit record.

They kiss my tip again.

“Hey girls. You’re missing out. Too bad you guys can’t be here.” They both tease the other girls and down my cock into their mouths.

They both take turns slurping my cock and occasionally spit on it before making out with my cock in the middle. I was going completely crazy. Watching them pass my cock around to each other like it was delicious food.

“Give us your cum baby boy.” Wendy strokes me.

“Give it all to us daddy. Give us your big yummy load. Shoot it down our throats.”

Their dirty talk is fucking amazing I can feel myself getting closer… and closer… and-.

“I-I’m gonna cum. Open up!” I tell them and they listen and do what I said.

They open their mouths and smile as they both wait patiently for my load. They both stroke me which took me into another dimension.

I watch as my load shoots out and down their throats but some hitting their beautiful faces. They smile and giggle as they start to play with my cum and share it. These girls are crazy. They make out before swallowing my cum and show the camera that there was none left but a mess still on their faces.

“See you guys soon.” They both blow a kiss and wink before I end the video. Wendy takes her phone and sends it to Joy, Irene and Yeri.

Seulgi cleans her face and lick the remaining cum off her fingers. Wendy does the same and looks up at me.

“You made a mess dumbass. Lucky you, I don’t mind cleaning it off.” She smirked.

They both get up and sit on each of my legs and lean in for a three way kiss. We made out for what felt like ages before we pull away to catch our breaths.

“Let’s get to class now.” Seulgi says and we nodded as we all get our clothes back on and head into the school.

We head to our classes which of course, we all received a detention. Was it worth it? Fuck yeah it was. I’m also glad we didn’t get caught. Word does go around pretty quick.

(Unknown POV)

What the fuck?! I just witnessed Y/n fucking Seulgi… and his step sister in his car?! I heard screams in the parking lot and decided to check it out, that’s when I saw the scene happen in front of my eyes.

I recorded most of it. I can’t wait to show the girls… though, looking through the video, Y/n’s dick is making me… wet. Fuck I wonder how he feels inside- okay enough! I got to get out of here and change my panties.

To be continued!

I’m so so sorry I took so long to put something out. Personal reasons that prevented me to do so. But I’m back and hope I can be consistent like how I was before. I hope you guys enjoyed and sorry if it was a little shorter than expected but I wanted to get rid of the cobwebs when it comes to writing. Again I hope you enjoyed and… this is only the beginning.😉

(If there’s any errors please let me know and I’ll fix it. Thank you!)

#kpop smut #kpopidol #red velvet x male reader smut #seulgi x male reader #seulgi smut #red velvet wendy #wendy smut #Wendy x male reader

[queenimmadolla]

eddie using wayne as a dnd prop

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTR3topDo/

consider me inspired.

𝐃𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

(dad!eddie munson x mom!reader)

dad!eddie masterlist

Summary: When his newborn baby keeps distracting the Hellfire Club during a session, Eddie gets a little creative with keeping them on track.

warnings: this body of work may give you baby fever. viewers are reminded that eddie munson cannot be your baby daddy. discretion advised. which just means this is fluff.

“. . . You approach the shopkeeper, wary of the many skeletal remains hanging from the ceiling. You’re not welcome, it’s apparent from the menacing look on his face, not helped by the flicker of the burning candles. Sir Soren notices the shopkeeper’s arm reaching slowly under the table—’’ 

  “AWWWWWWWW!” 

  Eddie snapped out of his revery, stuttering as the rest of Hellfire cooed and Dustin even squealed. He followed their gazes, to the newborn in his lap, weighing no more than six pounds and smaller than most of his big sister’s stuffed animals after his early arrival into the world, and he could see why they reacted like they did.

  His son was mid yawn, plump little lips stretched into a wide ‘O’, eyes squeezed shut.

  Once he was done yawning, the baby blinked owlishly, staring at nothing in particular with heavy lidded eyes.

  “Oh my god, he’s so cute.”

  “He’s so little! Look at those teeny tiny feet!” Dustin was making weird faces at baby Wayne, trying to get some sort of positive reaction out of him. 

  “Forget the feet, look at his hands!” Eddie glanced down to see what Erica was talking about, the newborn had somehow managed to link his  squishy fingers together. “He’s so distinguished! What a proper little gentleman!”

  “FOCUS!” Eddie snapped, sighing when his bellow spooked the baby in his hands. Not enough to make him cry, but Eddie had felt his little body go stiff. He placed one hand over his baby’s front and used the other to rub his back. Sure enough, Wayne relaxed into his hold, leaning forward onto Eddie’s forearm.

  “You can’t tell us to focus on what you’ve been bragging about is the most terrifying part of our campaign when you’ve got cutie patootie front and center.” Dustin argued.

  Eddie rolled his eyes, “I can put him down for his nap—’’

  “NO!”

  “What? Why?”

  “Don’t do it!”

  “That’s illegal!”

  “That’s what I thought,” Eddie was smug, leaning back into the recliner. 

  Since his graduation, Hellfire continued both as a school club and out of school with most of the members perfecting their characters and strategizing during their school meetups. Sessions took place on fridays at the Munson trailer.

  Normally, you’d use the Hellfire sessions for some mommy and daughter bonding time with Penny or on occasion, Penny would sometimes stay with him and cheer on the group.

  Bad daddy! Very bad daddy! She’d scolded him after a session a couple of months ago for a different campaign in which Will’s character was killed.

  You’d been low on groceries so you’d planned on running out for more while Hellfire took place but neither you or Eddie had taken the kids out solo yet.  

  It was easy when both of you went, but a routine trip to the grocery store seemed intimidating if you’d be trying to juggle a newborn and mischievous toddler. 

  Eddie convinced you to leave Wayne with him. It’d be easy, he was used to Penny’s crazy antics during those times she stayed with him during Hellfire, so a newborn who was barely active if he wasn’t sleeping would be a walk in the park. He was much more confident as a father this time around, actually knew what he was doing.

  There was only one problem: his baby was just too damn adorable.

  You’d found Penny’s old Hellfire onesie and while it was too big to button, you’d put a pair of baby sweats over Wayne’s little legs, tucking the onesie in. 

  Every single member had promptly lost their shit after seeing Wayne in his arms when they walked in.

  In fact, the session had started late as Wayne made his rounds through their arms. Amy—a new member, a freshman and a cheerleader (she was a little annoying with how often she brought it up)—hadn’t wanted to give him back but none of the party could focus with the baby in such close proximity so Eddie had reclaimed him. 

  If Wayne did anything remotely baby like, they’d go off course. Half an hour had passed and they’d barely made it from the town entrance to a single shop. An astounding amount of progress.

  “Get those big heads of yours back in the game,” Eddie cleared his throat, Dungeon Master persona taking over again. 

  “You enter the shop─”

  Wayne hiccuped against the skin of his arm where he was drooling, it was low and probably would have gone unnoticed had the party not already been paying an intense amount of attention to him. 

  Did you hear that?!

  Oh. My. GOD!

  Eddie, let me hold him.

  “That’s it, the shop is rigged with homemade explosives, Sir Soren triggered them, the shop blows up. You’re all dead. Session over.”

  They all groaned and protested.

  “Okay—okay! We’ll pay attention.”

  Hiccup.

  “OH MY GOD, HE DID IT AGAIN!”

  They all went into baby talk mode, each of them trying to grab his son’s attention, who managed to somehow avoid looking at any of them while staring off into their general direction.

  Eddie sighed, shoulders caving under defeat as he readjusted his hold on his baby, hands grasping his sides and supporting Wayne’s head as he lifted him to eye level.

  Wayne’s big, brown eyes focused on him immediately, making almost silent baby noises. Eddie softened, corners of his lips twitching out of endearment. 

  “You gotta help me out here, kid.”

  Hiccup.

  Eddie lowered him, pressing a kiss to his soft little nose.

  The baby let out a sharp squeak, thrusting his head forward. Eddie raised his chin to avoid the collision as his son’s head nuzzled and bumped against his collar, almost as if he was physically trying to seek more affection, encourage Eddie to give him more kisses.

  Baby neck control, man. So bobble-head like.  

  “What am I gonna do with you?” Eddie mumbled, bending to smother the lower half of his face into the fuzz on his baby’s head.

  It was then he noticed how silent the party was, attention finally focused on him. Amy practically had hearts in her eyes (though she had a crush on Will, who was too kind to burst her bubble), “Can I hold him again? Please?”

  “No way! That’s not fair, you already got to hold him!” Lucas argued.

  “Yeah, well so did you!”

  “I meant during Hellfire! You were holding him when we first came into town!”

  “That doesn’t count, Eddie took him away!”

  And so came another argument. Eddie wasn’t even slightly amused as he watched them go back and forth. Until, he had an idea. 

  Maybe they could focus with Wayne in close proximity after all.

  He shielded the back of his baby’s head with his hand, palm covering one ear and his fingers covering the other.

(a/n: yeah, his hand is bigger than Wayne’s head, go ahead and swoon)

  “SHUT UP!” The voices of the party died down immediately. “New rule…”

  ─

  You parked alongside the trailer, right next to Eddie’s van and unloaded your groceries. It wasn’t too much, three bags. 

  “I help, mama! I can cawwy!” Penny had insisted, leaning her body against your legs with her arms stretched up and you relented, taking out most of the items save for a few rolls of toilet paper from one bag to hand her. 

  “Such a good helper, thank you so much!”

  “Yes.” She hummed, a satisfied smile stretching her face. 

  The two of you climbed up the steps—you’d had to shift both the grocery bags in one arm to help her hop up the steps and unlock the door—and entered your home, immediately noting the tense atmosphere. 

  Lucas stopped his dialogue and the entire table turned to you with Eddie grinning from his place, lounged back in the recliner, “Hey, baby. Welcome home.”

  On impulse, your eyes scanned the room for your actual baby, spotting him in Lucas’ arms as the rest of Hellfire greeted both you and Penny.

  Penny put her bag on the ground near the counter and ran over to Eddie who helped her into his lap before his arms wrapped around her little frame to hold her in place while he smothered her face in kisses.

  She squealed and wiggled until he released her and she immediately slid out of his lap in favor of Will’s.

  “Sorry to interrupt, you won’t even notice I’m here.”

  “I always notice, why don’t you join us for this last bit?” Eddie asked, beckoning you over with his forefinger in a come hither gesture. 

  “I will as soon as I’m done putting this stuff away—don’t you dare,” You nearly glared at him as he began to rise in order to assist you, “I’ll be right there, it’ll take me like two minutes and you always put stuff in the wrong place.”

  Eddie smirked, “You say this, yet you find it every time.”

  Your glare was a playful one and you shook your head, gaze flickering back over as Lucas handed your baby over to Mike.

  “No, dude, it’s Gareth’s turn.”

  “Oh my bad.”

  Then the oddest thing happened. Mike handed your baby over to Lucas, who passed him to Amy, who then placed him in Gareth’s waiting arms.

  “Is there a reason everyone is playing hot potato with our child?”

  “He’s my potato…” You heard Penny mumble.

  “Outside of Hellfire he might be our son, but inside the Realm of Asmodeus, he is the Ioun Stone of Language Knowledge, a gift bestowed upon the party by King Wolfgang,” Eddie informed you, casting the teens before him an amused look.

  “Because no one could pay attention, the shopkeeper was able to curse them with different languages to create a communication barrier. Whoever holds the stone is understood by the members in their new respective languages. In other words, everyone gets to hold the baby, and move beyond just several feet. Everyone’s happy.”

  Dustin huffed, “Not me, you all left me for dead in the tunnels!”

  Eddie shrugged and checked the time on his watch, “Well, don’t spend your turn with the stone talking about how you want to eat its fingers and toes and maybe you’ll see the trap next time. It’s late anyways, pack it up. We’ll pick up here next week.”

  Without standing, Eddie made grabby hands in Wayne and Gareth’s directions, with the latter handing him over.

  You quickly put your groceries away while everyone stored all the props and joined Eddie, seating yourself on his lap, mindful of the baby resting on his chest.

  Penny was running around after them, trying her hardest to be Lucas and Will’s helper and the two of you watched her until Dustin piped in.

  “You’re not really gonna let them leave me in a ditch though, right?” 

  Eddie smirked and remained silent, one hand moving to slip behind you and rest against your hip while the other played with his son’s wrinkly fingers. 

  “Right, Eddie?”

  “Can’t understand you, you’re not holding the stone.”

#pennyverse #dad!eddie munson #dad!eddie munson x reader #dad!eddie munson x mom!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #dilf!eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things fanction #stranger things 4 #stranger things volume 1 #stranger things volume 2 #stranger things vol 2 #stranger things vol 1 #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson x you #joe quinn x reader #joseph quinn x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic #girl dad!eddie munson #queenimmadolla

[janovavalen]

✧DON’T LEAVE ME || luke castellan x ares fem!reader

summary: when percy gotten back to camp and found out who the true lightning thief was, he was quick to tell y/n who knew what she had to do.

word count: 1645

warnings: angst, breaking up, luke begging for y/n to join his side…no happy ending (only a part one)

when percy had arrived back to camp, needles to say he made a reputation quicker than anyone did before. not only did he kill a minotaur with its own horn, but he’d managed to finish his first quest in returning the lightning bolt, met four gods and managed to stop a war from happening.

not only did he do that…but he’d managed to find out it wasn’t clarisse who stole the lightning bolt…no, someone he would have never expected at all. and when he found out, y/n was the first to know.

the whole camp in fact knew about y/n and luke. the two were inseparable. since the moment they stepped into camp together they’d never left each other's side. some campers said they would see them holding hands, making out, or just hanging out every minute of every day.

when percy knew he had to tell y/n, he knew what she’d say.

walking into her cabin as she sharpened some of her swords, she looked up at the noise of the floorboards creeping under his foot.

‘oh, percy…what are you doing here?’ she placed the sword down onto the bed and stood up to percy who walked very slowly. she was confused to see him acting like this, like he’d done something wrong.

‘percy what’s going on? did a camper steal your blueberries or something?’ she teased while percy stayed straight faced and quiet. feeling a bit tense he cleared his throat before talking.

‘uhm…y/n there’s something very important i need you to know…something serious…but i don’t want you lashing out. so please just listen to me okay?’ percy talked lowly and slow while y/n nervously laughed and nodded her head in understanding.

‘when we were out on the quest, i’d learned some things about who stole the lightning bolt—‘

‘yeah you said it was my sister—clarisse, right?’

‘yes i know what i said but. seeing that when i got back and chiron didn’t take her out of the camp or get her in trouble…it got me thinking. when me and grover were heading to hades castle, the shoes luke gave us started to pull us to where kronos is held…and when we found clues and hints—‘

‘it was luke…wasn’t it.’ y/n shakily asked while also hoping it wasn’t him at all and this was just some very big mistake. but even percy didn’t deny was when she got her answer.

sighing heavily while closing her eyes she nodded to percy with the understanding of his words and knowledge.

‘luke had mentioned he wanted to get back at the gods for a very long time for what they’ve done and one day he came back to camp acting different…he had something to hide and i didn’t ask or want to know because it wasn’t my place but one day he told me things would change for the better or worse…i just, never thought he’d steal the bolt…’ y/n looked at the ground with her eyes watering with tears while trying to hold them from falling in front of percy.

out of all of the ares kids y/n was probably more of a athena or apollo child out of ares. she was much kinder, open with her emotions—sometimes—-and didn’t feel the overbearing need to be better than everyone—in some things.

she was hard on percy only when it came to things she knew he could do…she was difficult to understand because she kept her thoughts closed off. she was very stern, stubborn, confident and sometimes cocky. but she never let that get in the way of how she was as an individual. she let her siblings go after their father but she? wanted to be more like her mom.

standing in front of percy who happened to somehow grow a bit taller over his quest, the two of them being eye to eye. y/n felt her heart pounding rapidly against her chest.

‘i’ll…i’ll be right back. don’t go anywhere. go to the celebration and stay there with annabeth and grover, okay?’ she instituted percy who nodded slowly but let her leave.

ㆍ୨୧ㆍ

as y/n had been walking into the forest to clear her mind, she was unknowingly followed by luke who had caught her form and tried to call out to her only for her to not answer.

he had been watching her as she placed her hand against head—she’d been thinking of something important that was stressing her—she stopped and took a deep breath—she was hesitant—her shoulders shaking a bit he knew she was crying.

‘y/n?’ he mumbled loud enough for her to hear. turning around to see luke, she inhaled sharply and cleared her throat.

‘luke, hey. what are you doing here? i thought you were going to the celebration?’ she asked. straightening her back to come off as she didn’t just almost cry in the middle of the forest as embarrassing that would be.

‘oh…yeah, i was i just saw you and tried to call out for you but you never answered so…’ he lightly smiled while she nodded her head slowly. seeing through him and seeing through that smile that almost for percy, grover and annabeth killed.

‘yeah, well i just wanted to be alone for a while…so you can go—‘

‘no, i’ll stay here with you, and we can talk about whatever is bothering you—‘

‘no luke! leave, leave me alone okay? i don’t want to talk to you right now okay? please…please just leave me alone’ y/n places her hands together as a pleading motion while closing her eyes.

luke sadly looked at y/n with his heart being pulled into different directions. he was hurt that she wanted him to leave, he was hurt she didn’t want to see him, he was hurt she wanted to be left alone and he was confused as to why.

‘what did i do?’ he calmly asked. his sad eyes watching y/n who had inhaled sharply with annoyance.

‘luke…leave me alone—‘

‘no! why? why don’t you want to talk to me? why don’t you want to be with me—what did i do? why can’t we just talk—‘

‘because you stole the lightning bolt and almost killed my friends!’ y/n yelled on the top of her lungs. the anger held in her eyes had resembled her father so much he almost couldn’t tell them apart.

his heart dropped when she said what she had said and he almost lost it. how did she know? why does she know? who told her this—where did she hear this?

‘but clarisse—percy, annabeth and grover said it was her why would it be me…’ he watched her eyes as she rolled them and placed her hands over her face to bring her anger down to a reasonable level.

‘luke…you’ve told me you always wanted to get back at the gods for a while now. you said one day they’d see us, one day the world would change? percy has met hades who’s almost told him everything he needed to hear…you, are a liar—‘

‘no…’ luke shook his slowly while slight tears welled in his eyes. the fireworks behind the two of them showing red behind y/n and a blue behind luke.

‘yes luke! you lied! you almost got people killed and you almost killed kids at that!’

like she didn't quit almost quickly while y/n shook her head in anger. her eyes burning with tears as his did as well.

seeing there was no way out of this he sighed and gave up—‘i didn’t know he’d give them to grover to wear…’ luke helplessly sighed while the tears in his eyes grew bigger almost dropping from their holding stage.

y/n felt her heart clutch and her eyes well as she heard his words. suppressing any words to come from her mouth that might cause any other trouble she closed her eyes as her nose scrunched in anger.

‘y/n please—‘

‘no! you can’t say that and expect me to trust you luke—i’ll never trust you again! i’ll never put my faith into you! you have lied and you have lost! you don’t belong here anymore luke go!’ she yelled her anger boiling to the surface. that sweet side of her mom is no longer present and replaced with her father.

‘y/n…you don’t mean that…you can’t mean that; don’t you understand it was a mistake—‘

‘what a mistake was believing the lies you’ve told me for years on end and letting you sit on a throne in my life.’ y/n mutters as luke stepped in front of her. when she saw this she was quick it draw her sword as it touched the tip of his adam’s apple. looking down at it, luke gulped a bit and looked into y/n’s eyes to see no softness in them.

‘y/n please…please, please, please don’t do this. don’t leave me alone—your all i have!’

‘stop it luke! just stop! i can’t believe what you say anymore! you almost hurt the ones i love and the one you call family—‘

‘i never meant to do that! can’t you understand im trying to make this a better place…a better world for all of us..for you…’ he trailed off; his tear dropping and rolling down his cheek as y/n’a held no emotion, only anger written on her face.

breathing heavily, y/n let her eye twitch before letting the worse of her take over, aggressively pushing her sword down as it cut a bit of luke’s stomach. wincing in pain as he looked up at her and down at the open wound; he looked at her once more with tears in his eyes to recognize a y/n he’s never met before.

before he could say anything was when percy arrived.

#percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #percy pjo #percy series #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

Okay so you’ve done things with Child of Persephone reader and Nico and I loved those.

But I have an idea. Percy Jackson and daughter of Amphitrite. He has a step-sister now too lol. Could you platonic headcanons about their sibling dynamic?

Have a good day/night/evening!

⋆⭒˚.⋆ platonic! percy jackson x daughter of amphitrite! reader hcs

content: platonic! percy jackson x daughter of amphitrite! reader hcs warning: none i do not believe author's note: step siblings rise up frfr. platonic is so fun but also...tbh ran out of ideas lmao- I THINK ITS SHORT AND SWEET OKAY LEAVE ME ALONE-

you two were aware of each others presence but...didn't talk to start with

it was a tad bit awkward

you guys were relatively close in age, you were only a few months younger than percy

which could only mean that amphitrite found out about poseidon's infidelity and pulled an uno reverse card

i mean, you guys exchanged the brief conversation every now and then

"hey, do you think you could...ya know...tell your pegasus to stop trying to kill me?"

"sorry, he's, uh, hes not a big fan of your moms. oh, and could you tell the dolphins to stop knocking me off my surfboard...please?"

"sorry, they're not a big fan of your dad either."

obvi you both wanted to be closer, a shared yearning for the ocean that you felt like no one else would understand but it was just two awkward

until spring break, a year or so into you guys know each other

percy had been invited to spend his spring break with his dad and tyson at the palace and you'd gotten the same invitation from your mom

neither of you were aware the other had been invited until you showed, staring awkwardly at each other.

"oh, hey, jackson."

"sup, ln."

cue whistling to break the silence until your parents walk in, both of you heaving sighs of relief

but everything change the first night in poseidon and amphitrite's domain

percy had already changed into his fish pajamas, a sleep mask he'd stolen from annabeth nestled into his hair and about to be pulled over his eyes when there was a rapid knocking on his bedroom door

he frowned but spung it open to reveal you, buzzing excitement

"what's up-"

"come on! come on!" you cheered, cutting him off, grabbing his arm and dragging him as you raced off to gods know where

he really had no choice but to follow, but a smile slowly grew on his face as you dragged him to some large window

tons of fish were swimming around, schools and schools of brightly colored fish darting in and out of the coral and seaweed

large sharks loomed a bit higher up, but they were relatively docile, some even bumping against the glass like they wanted pets and bellyrubs

"look!" you all but screamed, pointing up and forcing percy to follow to where a huge whale shark was floating by

it locked eyes with the children of the sea and tilted it's massive fin in what could only be considered a wave

you squealed in excitement before plopping down, criss cross, to continue to watch the marine life

"i just thought you'd want to see it. you can go to bed if you'd like," you told percy, glancing up with him, nervousness creeping into your features as you realized what you've just done

"and miss the show? i don't think so," percy eased, waving his hand in dismissal as he sat down next to you

you two shared a small smile and nod, an understand of each other before turning your eyes back to the sea creatures

poseidon and amphitrite found their children the next morning slumped together before the window, drooling and snoring all over each other

from that point on, you and percy were a recipe for trouble

and then add tyson and it's a real mess

they have crazy ideas and tyson's just like 'i could build that'

and then they do

the most extravagant pranks, always signed with a doodle of a shark and a dolphin so people know who did it

like banksy but with pranks lmao

you both watch moana, religiously

once forced poseidon and amphitrite to watch it too, but with the added effects of you and percy doing the dances and singing the songs terribly off pitch

percy is moana and you are maui, always

you feel awkward the first time percy brings you home to his mom, proudly presenting you like you were a cat he found in a dumpster three blocks over

you're worried sally won't be your biggest fan bc of your mom but girl doesn't even care, pulling you into a tight hug and offering you cookies

and sometimes, following some epic prank on jason, you both just go and sit on the beach together

no words need to be shared, the water lapping at your toes more than enough comfort

"i can't believe at one point we weren't close," you'd mutter, youre words nearly lost in the sounds of the surf.

"seriously. now you're stuck with me for life," percy laughed, bumping his shoulder with yours

"brother from another mother or whatever," you giggled and percy rolled his eyes

"sister from another mister or something like that," percy tacked on, which just fueled the both of your laughs

the best of step siblings, even if they were a little awkward in the beginning

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #pjo fandom #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #platonic! percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x reader

[abbyromanoff]

Can I request Natasha Romanoff X reader. "The last of us " AU . Angst and maybe some smut if you feel like it ?

THE LAST OF ME AND YOU

PAIRINGS: Natasha Romanoff x reader, Wanda Maximoff x reader

WORD COUNT: 1,959

WARNINGS: smut, strap on use, reader is a mom, depression, angst, break ups, death, tlou au (I’ve never played the game so bare with me), killing, praise, arguments, abandonment, think that’s all :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

Nat continued her harsh thrusts into your tight hole as her hot breath landed on your face. The strap she wore abused your cunt in the most delicious way possible and had you chasing for more.

Your head was thrown back, allowing your girlfriend to mark your neck. Your hand went to the back of her neck, pulling her further in while scratching her scalp.

“You gonna cum for me, baby?” You nodded, struggling to speak as all that left you were broken sobs and choked-out moans. Your legs wrapped around her waist and your free hand went to her back, creating red lines with your nails.

“Please- I’m gonna-” Your legs were shaking as her pace slightly faltered, the pain causing her to hiss out mumbled word. She permitted you to let go, your cunt clenching around her as your juices covered her cock.

“Just like that- oh, you’re doing so good, such a good girl.” Her praises made a small smile plaster across your face and a breathless ‘thank you’ escaping your lips.

She soon pulled out of you slowly, trying to withhold any pain that could be a result. You whimpered out a few disagreements but let her continue.

“It’s alright, you’re okay.” She tossed the toy to the side and wrapped her arms around your figure, inhaling your scent that brought her comfort.

“What are you thinking about, sweetheart?” She hummed, afraid to give you a response and see your reaction. You noticed this and pulled her head away from you, giving her a soft squeeze to her hand and a kiss to her forehead, trying to ease her into talking.

“I’ve been thinking about some things,” You gave her a slow nod to show you were ready for her to speak once more. She sighed, gulping down her fears with a shake of her head.

“No, it’s stupid.” She tried to stand, only to be pulled back down by your grasp.

“Hey, talk to me. What’s going on?” You patted the spot next to you and let her take a seat, cuddling into her waist as you stared up at her.

“She deserves to be avenged.” Her sister, one of the only people she had left, was killed only last year. It was devastating, she was barely able to recover. You and your child were the only things that helped, and even then it would never solve the pain she felt.

“Nat, we talked about this.” She had mentioned it before and was quickly shut down by you. You knew it wasn’t exactly fair, but you deserved to be selfish just this once. You couldn’t lose her, neither you nor Gabriel, your son, would be able to handle that. He had the right to grow up with both parents in his life, not just one.

Natasha wasn’t his biological mother, his father died shortly after you found out about your pregnancy. But she stepped up, and she earned that spot as his mother and caregiver. She loved him like he was her own because, in her eyes, he was.

“But I need to do this, Y/N, why can’t you understand that?” You sat up, throwing the blankets over your bare body and grabbing the clothes that you were previously wearing. She followed you as you voyaged into your son’s room, standing in front of his crib and gently picking him up.

“Hi, handsome, did you enjoy your little nap?” You spoke to the young child in hand, chuckling as his small hands tried to grasp onto you.

“Don’t ignore me, Y/N.” You blinked away tears and sat on the near chair to pull down your shirt, letting your son suckle on your breasts. He was still so young at only twelve months, if she disappeared, he wouldn’t even remember her.

“I’m not discussing this anymore with you.” She walked out of the door, leaving you and Gabriel alone in the lowly lit room.

“Don’t worry, Gabe, momma isn’t going anywhere.” He didn’t seem to understand and you wished it would stay this way forever. You didn’t want him to age, he was so perfect like this. But you wouldn’t know how to handle him on your own in the dangers of this world. Neither of you were safe, but Nat made a promise to always protect the both of you or die trying. And she always had, you were beyond grateful for all she had done.

The next morning came quicker than expected and you ventured into the kitchen to make breakfast for the three of you. You went outside to grab one of the tomatoes from your garden and returned to your spot, cutting the fruit into circles and placing it on top of the eggs for more flavor.

The plates were placed on the table as you went into your son’s room to find him awake and smiling as usual, he was always a happy boy.

“C’mon, it’s time to eat, kiddo.” When you walked into the kitchen you found Nat standing there with bags next to her legs. You shuddered, stalling for a moment before placing the young child into his high chair. You took the spot next to him and let him drink from the bottle Nat was able to make.

“I assume you’re leaving.” Her lack of response was all you needed. You turned to face her, the tears hidden in your eyes nearly escaping against your will. She held onto the handles of the bags that held her weapons and a small amount of her nutrition. She tried stepping towards you, only to be stopped in her tracks when you backed away.

“I promise I’ll be back for you two, I’m not giving up on us.” She reached for your cheek and you let her, interlacing your hand with her own as she kissed the back of it.

“I love you so much, angel.” She then turned to your son who seemed to be clueless to the whole ordeal. “And I love you so much, my baby boy.” When she tried meeting your eyes you looked away, wiping your nose that had become sniffly. She picked up her bags once again and slowly turned to the door, every creak from the floorboards making her miss you even more.

“If you walk out those doors, that will be the last time you see your family.” You two were the only real family she had left, everybody else had passed on and left her alone. She considered joining them at one point in her life, but she couldn’t do that to you both. Yet, she was still able to leave you both.

“Yelena didn’t deserve this, and I’m going to bring her the goodbye she deserved.” She wasn’t able to look at you, it would only break her more.

“Killing them won’t bring her back to life, she’s gone and you can’t do anything about it. I’m sorry to say it but it’s true, there is no bringing her back.”

“I know that, but they shouldn’t be able to roam the Earth when she no longer can because of them.” You knew there was no convincing her to stay, there never was. But you were hoping she’d realize the cost even if she didn’t seem to care about anything other than the blonde.

“Goodbye, my loves.” She knew deep down that it would most likely be the last words she ever spoke to you, you were always one to keep a promise. And you did, later that week you packed up everything you had and left with little to no destination in mind. All you knew were that a group of travelers came by often, you had even made small conversation with one of them. Most gangs were ones to fear, but not them. The woman welcomed you with open arms, even greeting the baby that was secured in your hold.

“My name’s Wanda, Wanda Maximoff.” The rest of her group was almost as kind as her, and you couldn’t help but thank all gods that she came into your life. If she didn’t, you wouldn’t be alive and neither would your son.

You told her about Nat, how she left you like it was nothing. Seeing you look and sound so hopeless caused her to sob later that night while she slept beside you. There were no terms shared between either of you, but she was so unbelievably in love with you after only a few months of knowing you. You didn’t know where you stood, you still held a deep love for your past lover, but you knew you’d never see her again.

You noticed how Wanda cared for Gabriel and protected him with every bit of her. You later found out that she used to be a mom herself until the breakout traveled across the entire globe and left her as the only member of her family left. You also found out that she used to have a husband, Vision was his name. You held her close to you as she spoke, and that’s when it happened. She kissed you, and neither of you could stop the magical feeling from repeating itself. You weren’t over Natasha, and Wanda understood that. She gave you all the time you needed before you were ready. Gabriel spoke his first words while laying on top of your chest with Wanda having an arm behind your head.

When he eventually became more fluent the more you two taught him, he uttered a parental nickname to the brunette. She hadn’t felt this happy since the times she spent with her family. It caused a small ache in your heart when knowing that Nat had been teaching him how to speak as she waited for the day he’d call her his mother alongside you. But it wasn’t your fault, she was gone now and she was the one who made the decision to do so.

When the redhead returned to your home she found the place to be empty with only dust and spider webs in sight. It had taken two years but she achieved her goal, and she knew Yelena was looking down on her, but she didn’t know if it was out of shame or happiness.

You were right, no wound caused to the men who had taken her life helped soothe the pain of losing her sister and now her family. Gabriel was most likely more grown by now, and she wanted to imagine how you two were doing but it only brought a sob from deep in her chest. She fell to her knees, punching the floor as hard as she could and causing a hole to appear. That’s when she noticed something falling from the counter and landing next to her.

It was a Polaroid of you and Nat before the curse broke out. At the time you two were just friends while your boyfriend and the father of your child was still alive. There were words written on the back ‘forever my love’, she had secretly added them there when you didn’t know. At the time, she had held a longing for you that she hoped would be filled, and it eventually was but it only lasted a year. It wasn’t enough time for you to know how much she loved you and how long she had loved you.

But you were gone, yet her love for you never would be. She wanted to find you, to tell you how sorry she was, but she knew deep down you were probably better off without her. All she wanted was to avenge her sister, but now she was left completely alone with no one to mend her broken heart.

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[haleyboook]

Christmas cheer

When a relationship not known by Chris’ family is suddenly front and center when he insists on her coming to his family Christmas festivities. Just how insane can she expect it to be? And how bad will it effect her relationship?

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“I just need my bathing suit and I’ll have all my clothes ready to be packed.” I tell him as I hold the laundry basket in my arms

He nods as he remains half out of it staring at me

“Chris?”

“Mmhm?”

“What’s on your mind?”

He sighs as he sits up saying “I’m not liking the idea of not being together on Christmas. The best holiday.”

I drop the laundry basket and walk over to him, I sit on the armrest of the chair as he pulls me towards him

His lips press to my shoulder as he says “The Bahamas are so lame right now. Change your flight. Let’s go there for New Years. Boston is so beautiful right now.”

Sighing I say “My whole family is there, and they would love to meet you. You know that. I talk about you all the time and my mom already loves you. Why don’t you come with me? And then we can celebrate New Years with your family?”

Slowly he considers giving in as my eyes practically melt him and my lips press to his as I smile widely

The corners of his lips curve upwards in response to me and he groans saying “My mom and sisters would kill me if I missed Christmas. My nieces and nephews are expecting me there.”

Nodding I sigh saying “So basically we can’t spend the holiday together. And we’re back to square one.”

He smiles to me and says “Yeah. I guess so.”

But that look on his face for a split second was awfully mischievous and I know he’s up to something.

He pushes my hair out of my face and kisses my collarbones as we draw closer to each other

“It’s snowing in Boston. Have you ever been to Boston when it’s snowing?”

“No. I haven’t.”

“Winter is my second favorite season there. A white Christmas is my favorite. And my family goes all nine yards.”

“Oh really? What do they do?”

He smiles and says “Well my whole big family pile into my childhood home and we spend the whole week together. My mom has us baking and cooking all week and we go see a Christmas play on Christmas Eve. And we have a Christmas Eve party after. And Christmas Day is the best, seeing my niece and nephews excitement over the gifts is the best. My mom makes us spiked hot chocolate and we have this massive dinner. It’s literally heaven.”

The pause sits for awhile as I think on my family, my parents have my sisters and all their friends in the Bahamas with them currently

I paid for the vacation, called it an early Christmas gift.

But… Boston doesn’t sound too bad

“If.. I can change my flight, I’m in.”

His eyes widen suddenly as he looks to me surprised saying “You’re serious?”

I scoff saying “Was that not a real offer?”

“No! No it was real. I’ll.. I’ll call my mom telling her you’re coming along.”

I nod and stare at the laundry across the room. I sigh saying “im not going to need that bathing suit am I?”

He laughs whole heartedly and I grumble saying “You owe me time at the beach. I need ocean and sun time.”

“Promise. New Years with your family in the Bahamas. We can stay a week longer than your family. Just us.”

I sigh into him as I grow relaxed, nodding saying “That sounds perfect. Just what I need after the shit-show movie I just wrapped.”

“He was a terrible director.”

“He made me pull my hair out. I need to strictly rely on Greta and Sofia for work. They’re the only tolerable directors I’ve worked with. Besides obviously the marvel projects.”

He nods saying “Making everyone work on a holiday is crazy.”

“Well you saw how well that worked out for him.”

Chris laughs saying “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a movie crew so happy that an actress went full diva for them.”

“They all deserved to be with their families, regardless if they celebrated the holiday or not.”

“Trust me, I know they were thankful.”

I sigh saying “Yeah…. Now tell me what I need to pack for Boston.”

“You need to start with at least 3-4 coats or jackets.”

I make a winced face and say “You’re kidding.”

“That doesn’t include winter coats. Do you have a winter—”

He pauses as he looks to me as I produce a pinched expression and shrug saying “I don’t own anything like that.”

“We’ve got a lot of work to do then.”

The flight was simple enough, I overpacked and had to check my bag. Chris didn’t have to, he had a small enough bag for it to be a carry on

I realized how big of a mistake it was to check my bag the minute I started looking through the carousels for my suitcase

Only to my surprise it never came around. Chris felt terrible as the flight attendant informed me that my suitcase, along with half the passengers were left to fly out on the next plane

I blinked in response to her, feeling anger rise within me “what do you mean you left my suitcase?”

“It will be delivered here in a few hours. We can ship it to the address you—”

“I just want my things! Why couldn’t you fit my suitcase on the plane?”

“There are certain rules and regulations we need to follow, the flight was sold out and we couldn’t exceed a certain weight—”

“Everything I need is in my suitcase! It’s 25 degrees out! I need my things!”

Chris wraps his arm around me attempting to calm me down saying “Honey… honey it’s alright. We’ll figure it out.”

I scoff saying “Don’t give me that. You carried your suitcase on. You have everything you could possibly need. I have nothing. My scripts were in there. I needed to run those lines.”

He sighs and attempts to comfort me as he looks to the lady saying “How soon will it be shipped?”

“The second it’s in our custody. You should get it by tomorrow.”

“That’s not so bad, you’ll have all your things by tomorrow. In the meantime we’ll figure something out.”

The Bahamas are sounding a lot better now

“Yeah. Okay..” I say unconvinced and on edge

Chris had called his mom a day ago telling her he was bringing his girlfriend and she was surprised to find out so late in advance

Pretty frustrated this is one of the few times she’d even heard about me.

But before I wasn’t even his girlfriend, we were just going on a few dates. He thought it was easier to just say that to his mother instead

We were both so busy, there was no time to share with anyone else but each other

And we used every single minute we could find with the other

He’d fly to me and leave in the morning. Or I’d fly in at 9am and have to leave at 12am.

He knows he should have mentioned his girlfriend earlier, to not only his mother but probably his sisters and practically anyone else in his family

I ask as he drives our rental car towards the house “Scott’s there already?”

He’s the one person I really knew from his family, considering how often he visited

“Yeah. He just got to the house this morning.”

I swallow hard saying “And your mom, Lisa knows I’m coming to Christmas?”

“She knows, relax y/n. There’s nothing to worry about. My mom will love you and we’ll have a great time.”

“So your older is Carly, and Shanna is your younger sister. Then there’s your dad and he’s a dentist. And then there’s miles and—”

“Clearly you’ve done your research.”

I sigh as I run my hands down my face saying “I wouldn’t even need to. You love your family, you talk about them constantly. I can’t believe this is the first time I’ve met them. I could probably recite their birthdays at this point… oh my god. Don’t let me say that to them. I’m losing my mind. I’m so nervous, were you this nervous to meet my mom?”

He laughs as I scramble my sentences together quickly, talking way too fast

“Your mother gave me no warning, I met her in my boxers while I was getting the paper. I had no time to be nervous.”

I smile and look to him saying “She thought you were handsome immediately.”

He shakes his head saying with a chuckle “No, her first comment was asking why I was so pale.”

Laughing I shake my head saying “I can’t believe she said that.”

“She wasn’t wrong.”

He livens up my mood just switching the topic, I feel better already. He squeezes my hand saying “Just don’t overthink this and you’ll do great. Promise.”

And that’s when we turned down a street where I saw a suburban neighborhood, it was different than I was used to

There was an inflatable Santa on the large patch of grass in the front yard and lights thrown up onto the gutters, brightly colored

The driveway was full and it made me uneasy. Chris put the car in park and once he turned off the engine he looked to me “you ready to go in?”

“The gifts were in my suitcase, Chris. I have nothing for them—”

“You have your bright smile. That’s enough, we can go shopping in the morning or wait for your suitcase. All that matters is the gifts under the tree by Christmas.”

A sigh releases my lips as I look to the sprawl of inflatables across the front yard that I hadn’t noticed earlier

Some that are so clearly Boston suburbia that it’s odd to me

“Oh. That’s Jim. Moms had that inflatable for decades. It’s older than all the grandkids combined.”

“What is… it supposed to be?”

“It used to be an 8foot tall snowman, one of the first to be released. But it’s face wore off so is kids drew a new one on with sharpie and… yeah that was the result.”

Scott slowly sneaks around the car, and slams his palms into the glass of my car door

I scream as I jerk my head towards him and heave heavy breaths as my screaming stops

Chris laughs loudly and boisterous as I nearly kick the door open. It hitting Scott as I climb out, pushing his shoulder as his laugher only annoys me

“You’re an asshole!”

He and Chris just think my reaction is the funniest thing possible

“Did you hit your head when you jumped that high?”

He tumbles to the ground as he falls in the snow and practically cries with laughter

I huff in annoyance saying “Why would you do that?”

“He didn’t tell you?” Scott struggles to say as he gasps for air as his laughter slows

I look to Scott saying “We have a whole competition going, scaring each other. We do this basically every time everyone’s home.”

Chris smiles as he says “She has an out, it’s her first Christmas with us. She is free of the jump scares.”

“No way! She needs to experience the evans family Christmas in every way.”

Chris gives Scott a look and I walk away saying “I’m freezing. Can we please go inside.”

Scott nods saying “that sounds like a great idea.”

Chris nods as he lifts his suitcase through the snow and pulls his jacket off as he drapes it over my shoulders

I look to him thankfully as I tighten it around me. I slow to a stop as I wait for one of the two brothers to lead the way

Chris steps in front of me as he says “You okay?”

“Yeah. Just cold—” but I’m cut off by Scott running towards us and throwing a snowball into the back of Chris’ head

Scott laughs as I feel the corners of my smile turning upwards quickly as I laugh quietly as Chris huffs out a breath of annoyance

“oh… little brother you so shouldn’t have started this.”

“Chris.” I plead as his hand digs into the snow

“Just let me reach this little punk a lesson.”

And they’re already at it with each other. I stand there as Chris creates a snow ball throwing it towards his brother as Scott ducks out of the shot

My sisters and I were never like this. They were 12-15 years older than me. By the time I was 5-6 years old they were out of the house or in college. I was basically an only child with occasional visits from my sisters

But Bree moved to England for a job and Elise lives across the US. Hawaii, with her husband. Her husband is stationed in the navy there

I wince as both Scott and Chris tumble roughly into the snow but I smile because it’s hilarious

“They do this often.”

My shoulders jump at the voice, I thought I was alone out here

I look to the woman and say “And I’m sure it’s entertaining every time.” My smile shines towards her and she breathes out a laugh saying “Yeah. Most of the time. I’m Shanna. You must be y/n, his girlfriend. Right?”

Nodding I say “yes, that is me. I’m sorry to intrude on your Christmas, he insisted I have a Boston Christmas.”

“You don’t have family around here?”

I pause and say “They’re in the Bahamas for Christmas.”

“And you picked this over that?” She laughs as I shake my head saying “I couldn’t leave him. We try to spend any second we can together. I’m sorry, are you Carly or Shanna? Chris talks about his sisters so much but I can’t place your name.”

She smiles saying “Shanna. His younger sister.”

“Oh okay. Thank you.

She nods saying “How’d the two of you meet?”

“Work. Of course. There’s not really anywhere else I could’ve meet someone.”

“You’re an actor too?”

I nod and say “Yeah.”

“Are you cold? We could go in while they sort this whole thing out?”

I look towards Chris as he has Scott pinned down with knee pressed against his back.

Scott’s face doesn’t leave the patch of snow as Chris tells him to tap out

I look to their sister saying “Is this normal?”

Shanna smiles saying “Yes. When they’re around each other they get like this. They’re brothers that’s for sure haha.”

I bite at my lip saying “I really am freezing. We could go in.. I’m just anxious.”

“Why don’t you head in while I get these idiots into the house?”

She steps away before I can argue the offer

I swallow hard and walk towards the house, I so don’t want to go in alone

Scott is pulled up from the snow and pushes his brother as he looks to me as Chris brushes off the snow on his clothes

“Babe, you can head in. You look like you’re about to freeze.”

I nod to Chris and ask “Just walk in?”

“My ma doesn’t care, she has everyone just walk right in.”

I stare at the door as I push it open and enter the house. Shutting it behind me to keep all the warmth in the house

I’m first hit with voices and I slow to a stop as I attempt not to intrude

But then I quickly realize they’re talking about me

“No, this is really the first time he’s ever brought her up. He told me all about her a day ago and that she was coming for Christmas.”

“Shanna is laying into her for answers and to find out what kind of person she is. God I hope she’s not some arrogant brat.”

My eyes widen suddenly as my arms drop to my sides quickly

“God knows Chris has poor taste in women. Should be interesting to meet her. From what he’s told me she’s a bit high maintenance.”

My eyebrows shoot up at that and I huff in annoyance

“I can only hope she isn’t some privileged obnoxious child. Chris didn’t give me much, only that they didn’t want to be apart. It sounds like they’re pretty serious.”

“How close could they be if he kept her hidden from us? She’s got to be the reason he skipped literally everything for thanksgiving but the dinner. He literally rolled in here at 3 and left by 8.”

The pause in conversation leaves me frozen in the entry way as I feel like I just stepped into something I shouldn’t hear

“You think he’s fallen for a girl who will keep him from us for holidays? That’s often what happens when a son marries someone.”

“You think they’re getting married?! He hardly knows the girl. God bless her but Chris could never commit to something like that. You know the cycle, give it a few more months and they’ll have moved on.”

“He said she can be difficult, especially under pressure. Like I said super high maintenance.”

“Probably means controlling.”

Excuse me?

“If this girl is wrong for him I’ll have a conversation with him. He’s my son, he’ll listen to me. She’ll be just another ex girlfriend if we don’t like her—”

I can feel the lump in my throat growing as I reach for the door handle but it opens and I take a step back as Chris steps in

He looks to me confused as I remain hovering by the door like I wanted to bolt, his arms find their way around my sides saying “you alright?”

My shoulders tighten and wind up as my whole body tightens up, I shrug in response as I slip from his grasp

Scott shouts “Ma! Chris and y/n are here!”

Chris huffs in response to his brother

The group of people file towards us as my hands pull at the zipper sides of Chris’ jacket that’s tightly wrapped around my body

Tightening it around me

“Chris!”

He bounds for his mother, and you could tell how much he loves him mom. That’s a strong hug around her. Clearly he missed her

Maybe she was right, I didn’t think I was keeping him from his family

Suddenly I feel super out of place as their whole family hugs and speaks to each other

Slowly I slip into the background of the family as my back presses to the door, everything growing overwhelming

“My sweet boy. I’m so happy you’re here.”

Controlling.

That word wanders around my head as I feel the weight of it

High maintenance

How could she have all these opinions of me before even meeting me?

Scott pulls away from his older sister saying “y/n, meet my sister Carly… y/n?” He looks behind him not finding me

I’m practically melting through the door as Chris suddenly pulls away from the conversation him and his mother are having

“honey?”

The people in front of me, serving as I wall suddenly break into two groups and the whole Evans family turns towards me

Chris looks to me with a widening smile and walks forward, grabbing my hand and saying “Everyone, this is my girlfriend y/n. I’ll introduce you to each person in a minute. Firstly, this is my ma.”

The woman looks to me and I feel the nauseous feeling grow as I stare at her nervously

She takes a step towards me as Chris’ warm hand leaves my back

She smiles and says “I’m Lisa. It’s so great to meet you.”

My grin slips as she pulls me into a hug and I grow frustrated as she says “Chris just adores you.”

I swear there’s sarcasm coming off her words

“Love, mom. I love her.” Chris confirms as his smile falls from his lips and I’m released. I’m basically introduced around and the minute I’m free from introductions I find Scott

He’s with Carly but I grab his wrist tightly and give him the crazy eyes. He excused himself from his sister as I pull him out front

“I have to get out of here.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

My hands pull down my face as I frown and say “Your mother doesn’t know I heard what she and Carly were saying in the kitchen.”

“What we’re they saying in the kitchen?” He leans forward, practically begging for the information

“Am I controlling?”

“What? Why would you…. Oh.” He pauses as he looks inside the glass panels for a second saying “she doesn’t know you. Don’t take what she said to heart. She probably read a bad article about you.”

I shake my head as I sit down on the front steps and he follows shortly after “They lost my suitcase. I have nothing. I’m feeling insecure enough already. And I know Chris is loving every minute of this but I’m just… overwhelmed and annoyed.”

Scott nods as he rubs my shoulder, and I continue saying “He never told his mom or anyone about me. They don’t know me. Would he have ever told them about me? He basically worships your mom. But I’m not important enough to be a topic?”

“I’m sure he has good reason, bee.”

I huff in response and cover my face saying “This is going to be a long week. You have to promise me you won’t leave my side. If Chris isn’t glued to my side you have to be. Please.”

His eyes widen and he says “That’s a big job.”

I narrow my eyes to him saying “Scott.”

He smiles lightly saying “Fine deal.”

“This is going to be a long week.” We both say in sync

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Oh hi! It’s been awhile, hasn’t it! I wanted to create a Christmas story, this is only going to be a few parts, I think (don’t know yet!)

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[castiwls]

never grow up - d.w

Pairing; Dean & sister!reader

Synopsis; Based on the song by Taylor swift

Warnings; None

Notes; This is kinda random but also ties in with my post a few days ago about being the middle child in the Winchester family :)

Masterlist

‘Your little hands wrapped around my finger. And it's so quiet in the world tonight

Dean didn’t understand what his parents had meant when they told him he would be a big brother. All he knew was that his mom had a baby in her stomach and in a few month’s the baby would come out. 

Now his mom smiled softly as she gently placed a small baby on his lap. He grinned at her from his spot on the hospital bed before looking down at the baby. “She’s so small.” He looked between his parents and his dad chuckled at his comment. “You were that small once bud.”

Dean looked at him with wide eyes. “I was?” He sounded almost astonished at his Dads comment as both his parents fell into quiet laughter. After a moment he felt something grip onto his small thumb and his attention was drawn back down to his sister.

Her little hand had wrapped around his thumb and she was now gazing up at him. “I think she likes you.” His mom whispered before pressing a kiss to his head. Dean grinned up at her for a moment before cuddling further into her chest. 

He still didn’t truly understand what his parents meant by being a big brother, but he knew that he would always protect her from this moment onwards.

‘I won't let anybody hurt you, won't let anyone break your heart. And no one will desert you. Just try to never grow up, never grow up'

“Dean. Are you awake?” Your brother let out a small groan before rolling over to face you. “Y/n it's three in the morning why are you awake?” He frowned at you before a look of concern took over his face. As his eyes adjusted to the dark he noticed the unleashed tears brimming your eyes and the way your hands shook slightly.

“I killed someone.” Your voice was barely a whisper as you spoke. Your hands seemed to shake harder as you gripped the thin sheets closer to your chest. “Someone dead cause of me.”

Dean shook his head sitting up and pulling you with him. “No. You didn’t kill someone ok. They were bitten and had fed y/n, it was only a matter of time before they turned.” He kept his voice low not wanting to wake Sam or your Dad who were both asleep across the room.

“Still. He hadn’t turned yet.” You sniffled leaning onto his chest. “Dad told me this job is about saving people Dean. How is that saving people.” Your brother didn’t say anything as he wrapped his arms around you tighter.

You were only 14, you shouldn’t have to deal with this. Hell, he never imagined that at 16 he would be spending his time cleaning guns and learning how to kill monsters. Dean understood why his Dad did what he did and he understood why he’d chosen now to start letting you on hunts but at the same time, it made him feel slightly sick.

The idea of his little sister doing this job left him with a bad feeling in his stomach (he didn't want to even think of Sam doing it) Dean swayed slightly as he tried to soothe you as best he could. “I know you don't think it now, but you did the right thing y/n. I promise.”

You nodded against his chest before pulling back and whipping at your eyes. “Come on. We need to be up in a few hours.” Your brother moved to lie down before opening his arms for you. You happily settled into his arms, feeling his hand run through your hair.

You both lay in silence for a while. The sound of his heartbeat slowly lulled you back to a dreamless sleep.

Dean closed his eyes sucking in a breath before relaxing. Life was so much easier when you were younger. If he had it his way you and Sam would never have to worry about the things that went bump in the night. He’d happily let you both live in peaceful ignorance as long as you were both safe and happy.

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[em1e]

baby fever | seeing shin w a little baby

⿻ mini series ft. you dating shinichiro and whatever chaos that comes from that !! ✕ cute fluff !! to make up for the heartbreak from the last one ♡ series m.list

shinichiro wants to be impressed, honestly, with how quickly his day can go downhill. 

first, he woke up to mikey and emma arguing about who’d get to take the spiderman lunch box and who would get to take the batman one to the dojo with their grandpa (shinichiro was the deciding factor, and it turns out neither of them would get either – which could’ve been a mistake on his part, since the choice just made them whine and complain more at having to take brown bags).

then the clothes he threw in the dryer for his day with you weren’t completely dry, so he had to make the decision to wear slightly damp (and sour? was that smell coming from the clothes?) or be the disgusting human he knows he is deep down and wear the clothes he’s been wearing for the past week . . . 

he goes for the latter, because surely he can just douse himself in cologne and that’ll get rid of any underlying smells the clothes have accumulated . . . right . . ?

there’s no time to dwell on it, because now he’s late picking you up! 

you were going to kill him. he prays it’s a sweet, painless death as he knocks on your door. 

and of course the universe is against him. he doesn’t know what he’s done to deserve this bad luck, but god. he might have to start repenting. 

you pull the door open, and there’s a baby bouncing on your hip. you look tired, hair a mess and still in your pjs despite it being a little past the start of lunch, and the baby doesn’t look any better, crying despite your constant movement and shh’s that it’s okay. 

“uh . . hi?” he offers, brows furrowing, “something you wanna tell me?” 

“saw this one on the street, and thought ‘wow i’ve always wanted one of those’.” you joke humorlessly, opening the door wider so he can walk through, “my sister dropped her off because her stupid boyfriend got in trouble with the cops and her sitter canceled.” 

“so no date?” he concludes, and the way you whirl around to glare at him has him holding his hands defensively, clicking his tongue, “i’ll take that as a no . . want me to take her for a sec? how long have you had her?” 

you don’t hesitate to offer the baby to him, “since six this morning. she’s been fussy because her mom left.” you run a hand through your hair,  clearly exhausted, but the second she’s in shinichiro’s arms, she quiets down. your eyes narrow, “how’d you do that?” 

he moves to sit on the couch, and you scramble to sit beside him, passing the baby blanket he points to from her diaper bag and laying it gently over her. 

“do what?” he asks, voice a thousand times softer with her in his arms, “mikey was a fusser when he was a baby, wouldn’t stop crying unless you held ‘im like this.” 

it’s . . really fucking cute, admittedly, the way he gazes down at your niece and slowly rocks her to sleep. you would be upset at how easily she relaxes in his arms if it didn’t make your heart clench. 

and you’re honestly too worn out to hold a grudge over something so silly. 

your head finds itself on shinichiro’s shoulder, toying with a loose thread on the blanket. 

“you wore that shirt yesterday.” you comment off-handedly, when your niece has been rocked to sleep and you’re ready to follow her down that same path if your eyes fighting to stay open is anything to go by. 

“how do you know?” he asks, the hint of a smile teasing its way to his lips. 

“grease stain from your bike,” you pause with a yawn, then continue while snuggling into his side, “saw ‘em when you drove me home from work.” 

“and you didn’t tell me?” he sounds offended, but really, how does he expect you to take him seriously with the lilt in his voice like he’s still talking nonsense to your niece? 

it’s soft; a side of him you’ve never seen, and it makes you ache at the prospect of having him all to yourself. your own family, your own house with a picket fence. so domestic. 

“can’t wait for us to have our own.” you mumble in favor of answering his question, sleep edging its way into your voice. 

“yeah?” you can still hear the way he’s smiling as he speaks, relaxing further into the couch for the impromptu nap. you only hum in response, and he knows then you’re too far gone to provide a real reply. 

looking down at you, holding this baby in his arms . . . he thinks he can’t wait either. 

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[toxophilitis]

Horny Peeping Sister conclusion

Chapter 10

For what seemed like an eternity, Becky and Tom stood in the darkness, waiting for a sign from their father that they should come into the house. Although he had assured them that everything would be all right, Becky couldn’t help shivering with anticipation. She knew only too well how mean her mother could sometimes be.

“I hope she doesn’t kill him,” Tom whispered, trying to break the tension with a short laugh.

Becky only managed a sick smile. She shifted nervously from one foot to the other, her wet pussy now an annoyance as she tried to wait patiently for whatever was about to happen.

Then, like heaven itself had opened to them, they were startled by a blast of light and looked up to see both of their parents naked, standing in the lighted bedroom window and waving at them, beckoning them into the house.

“Well, here goes nothing,” Tom said with mock braveness, striding off briskly.

Becky was a little more hesitant. She looked back at her parents. She knew they couldn’t see her, but they were smiling out into the blackness anyway. She sure didn’t understand it, but she decided to make the best of it and hope her mother wasn’t luring them all into some kind of a trap.

Slowly, Becky wandered through the house toward her parents’ bedroom.  When she got there, she found Tom taking his clothes off, and her parents reclining casually on the bed.

“Hi, honey,” Julia said, giving Becky a big grin. “I bet you’ve really had your hands full with these two big cocks, huh?”

Incredulous, Becky stared at her mother. Was this the same bitchy person who had griped at her for an hour for not dusting her dresser top?

“Becky was a real trooper,” Jim said happily. “She did everything she could to keep us happy. Going out at night just wouldn’t have been half as fun without her.”

“Don’t forget it was my idea,” Tom said, pulling off his socks.

“And what a great one it is!” Julia exclaimed. “As you know, I’d just about lost interest in sex, and I was doing everything I could to find something to make it more exciting again. I’m a little embarrassed about what you saw tonight, but I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Ahhh, don’t worry, Mom,” Tom said, boldly diving nude up next to his sexy mother. “Now you have us.”

“Yes I do,” she said, stroking his thigh, “and at night we can all go out together. Ohhh, I can’t wait!”

Still in a state of disbelief, Becky stood and watched while her mother, father, and brother all laughed and rolled on top of each other, their hands touching and caressing, their bodies sliding together. Tom took to the idea like he had been born to it, but Becky still couldn’t believe it.

Jim noticed her confusion and slipped away from his lusty wife and son, walking over naked to his daughter. The familiar feel of his hard-on pounded against her as he took her into his arms.

“Don’t be shy, baby,” he said, kissing her ear, “now we don’t have to hide anymore.”

“Yeah, but mom—I just can’t believe she’s acting this way.”

Jim laughed. “When I married her, your mother was just as hot to trot as you or me or anybody. But it’s like she said. Things have just gotten a little boring between us these last couple of years, that’s all. She’s really not so bad if you just give her a chance. Now come on, let me help you get undressed.”

As if she were a child, Jim stripped Becky, pulling her shirt up over her naked tits and kneeling down to bring her jeans down her long, smooth legs. When she was naked, he stood back to admire his handiwork as if he had made her himself.

“Come on,” he said, giving her naked ass a little slap.

He took her hands and together they bounded across the room, landing in the middle of the tangle of naked flesh on the bed. At the sight of her pretty blonde daughter, Julia gave a little squeal.

“Ohhh, honey! You’re perfect! Just let me look at you!”

Julia did her looking with her hands and tongue as well as with her eyes. She caressed Becky’s tits and kissed her face. The girl was slow to respond but Julia did not give up. She drove her tongue in between Becky’s lips and the girl soon had no choice but to kiss her mother back.

“Oh, you are just the most luscious thing,” Julia panted. “I haven’t gotten it on with another woman since I was at a friend’s house down the street a week ago!”

The hand that Tom had been using to stroke his mother’s titties stopped suddenly. “A friend from around here?” he asked.

“Well, she actually lives a few blocks over, but her name is Brenda, and she has the nicest, tastiest pussy you ever saw!”

“We’ve seen it,” Jim laughed. “Brenda’s house was one of our favorite places to spy.”

“Ohhh!” Julia squealed. “What if you’d seen me there? What a shock that would have been for everyone!”

“Maybe it would have gotten us to this point even sooner,” Jim said, looking at his wife tenderly.

“Maybe,” she replied. “But let’s not wonder about it too much. Let’s fuck!”

For many minutes the four of them just touched and probed and tasted each other, getting used to the idea of a family-style orgy. Even Becky lost her fears and probed her mother’s open pussy with her fingers, finding the soft, moist cuntal interior a real turn-on.

Jim slithered his tongue all over Becky’s body and then across her and to his wife. He couldn’t tell and really didn’t care where one woman stopped and the next one started. He was just glad that they were both there, ready and able to share his sexual pleasure with him.

Julia brought her mouth down over the flat belly of her son until her lips reached the hairy base of his young hard-on. She nibbled on his cock-hairs, hearing them crunch between her teeth. Then she zig-zagged her tongue back up the thrusting cock-shaft until she came to the slitted head of his dripping prick.

Gradually the daisy chain began to take shape. Once she had ahold of her son’s prick, Julia could not be forced to let it go so Becky and Jim plugged themselves in around their union. Becky put her aching pussy above her brother’s open mouth, crouching with one knee on either side of his head. And, while Julia mouthed his cock, her ass pointed up in the air, Jim put his cock where it belonged but had so seldom been lately, right between the open lips of his wife’s cunt.

They all sighed with satisfaction, each getting something he or she craved. But Becky was especially relieved to at last have something inside her pussy. The blow-job she had given her dad outside had left her full of unfulfilled fuck-lust.

Tom lapped up and down her cunt-furrow, which was thick with the juices it had spilled earlier. He slurped those up and went after the fresh cunt-cream, fucking his tongue into Becky deeply and helping himself to her delicious nectar.

From time to time Tom moaned into the cavern of his sister’s pussy when his mother made an especially erotic move around the shaft of his prick. Her mouth closed around his thick prick-meat and she slid her lips down, down, down, taking every inch Tom had and leaving him squirming with pleasure. His cock was even harder now than it had been when they’d watched her from the alley, standing in awe as she fucked herself with the cucumber.

Behind Julia’s great cock-sucking was her husband’s equally great cunt-fucking. Jim was on his knees, his cock pointing almost straight out as he fucked right into the hole of his wife’s pussy. Jim gouged his fingers into his wife’s upturned ass and slammed his cock into her hard, forcing her mouth down around the base of Tom’s cock with unexpected force.

The four fuckers all worked at their own pace, their bodies slapping together and then pulling apart in a herky-jerky rhythm. More than once Julia nearly strangled on her son’s cock when her husband fucked her too hard from behind, and a couple of times Becky was afraid her brother might bite her little clit right off when Julia’s mouth brought him just a tiny bit too much ecstasy.

Slowly they got themselves into synch, moving together as one fucking being. Their actions were less erratic, and each of them got more pleasure than ever before.

Becky dropped her cunt down to Tom’s mouth, letting him fuck her gently. Then she dropped her pussy even lower, smashing his face and making him jam her pussy with his tongue just to keep from smothering.  She moaned and rolled her hips, her slippery cunt sliding all around the boy’s fucking, munching face.

Tom loved the taste of his sister’s cunt and it seemed to him that the more of her juices he took down, the harder his cock became in his mother’s mouth. As they had watched Bobby try to do the other night, Tom worked hard to move his tongue in and out between his sister’s lips while he fucked his mother’s face at the same time. Sweat covered his thin body and his dark head rolled and jerked on the pillow beneath it, his mouth desperately struggling to bring his sister off.

From his vantage point behind his wife’s upturned ass, Jim could see everything the others were doing. He looked around Julia to see how her mouth sucked up their son’s prick. Then his eyes traveled up the boy’s squriming body and saw how Tom’s head disappeared between Becky’s thighs. Jim leaned forward and reached out, grasping a lock of Becky’s hair between his fingers and giving it a playful jerk.

“You okay, hon?” he panted, slamming his cock into Julia’s cunt.

Becky rolled her eyes and licked her lips, almost unable to reply because of the wonderful job Tom was doing on her clit. “Um-hummm,” she managed to sigh, her lusty expression telling Jim everything.

Becky tipped her body forward, letting her brother take hold of her clit and give it a long squeeze. As soon as he touched her ultra-sensitive clit she jolted, her body alive with the ecstasy his lips and tongue brought to her. She bounced her clitty against his front teeth as he shoved his tongue back up into her cunt-gash and the girl whimpered and sputtered, both her hands in between her legs, her fingers digging into her inner thighs.

The sight of his family enjoying themselves so much only added to the wonderful sensations Jim felt as he plowed his wife’s cunt. Fucking Becky was nice, but fucking a real, full grown woman was a very different kind of nice. Julia’s pussy felt very good to him after all the time he had gone without it. She quaked her insides around his prick, jerking him off with her cuntal walls.

Julia’s skilled fingers gripped her son’s shoulders as she braced herself for her husband’s brutal fuck-thrusts. Her mouth was totally filled with her son’s cock-meat and Julia caved in her cheeks, drawing inward on his cock extra hard, urging Tom to fill her mouth with his cream just as soon as possible.

Julia couldn’t get over how stupid she’d been in her quest for sexual excitement. She’d done just about everything she could think of and nothing had brought her the kind of sexual satisfaction she was getting right now in her own bed with her own family.

Overcome with emotion, she pulled her mouth off of Tom’s cock, and held the slimy piece in her fingers. Then she looked back over her shoulder at her husband, tears brimming in her eyes.

“I’m so sorry I’ve been so hard on you guys lately,” she sobbed. “I’ve been a real tyrant, I know. But from now on things will be different, I promise. You’ve helped me so much tonight, all of you, and it’s the least I can do to say thank you.”

Jim leaned forward and kissed his wife’s wet mouth. His kiss was tender, with his cock still stirring around in her pussy while he delivered it.

“Don’t mention it,” he said. “Now let’s see you suck this kid’s cock right off!”

They shared a grin and then Julia turned back around and went to work on Tom’s cock with a lusty vengeance. She locked her teeth around the helmeted head of his prick and dug them in slightly, her tongue flapping around the dripping knob of his prick.

Tom screamed into Becky’s pussy, visions of his mother biting off the tip of that cucumber fresh in his mind. The vibrations of his urgent cries stimulated Becky wonderfully and the girl shuddered on her perch, teetering on the edge of orgasm.

A few more well-placed tongue-thrusts were all it took to shove Becky over the edge. She let out a powerful yowl and her body spasmed so violently on top of Tom’s face that the boy reached back and took hold of her thighs, hoping to keep her from falling over on top of him.

As if they were the finest wine, Tom drank down her juices as she came.  They made his head spin and, when his sister finally did gently slide away from him, Tom gulped in some air then and set about really fucking his mother’s mouth.

Julia mumbled and took his renewed fucking with joy. His cock rammed far into her, and she sucked in in just that much deeper. It seemed that she could take anything the boy could dish out and the two of them again tested their abilities.

Her tongue went round and round his cock, stirring up the cream in his balls. The soft, slick insides of her cheeks caressed his prick as it slid back and forth between them, and Julia moaned and whined around his prick as Tom let out an occasional grunt of pain or satisfaction, his mouth freed at last.

Basking in the glow of her recent orgasm, Becky moved down on the bed until her pretty face was right near where her father’s cock plowed into her mother’s pussy. She’d never seen a prick fucking a pussy from so close up before, and the sight fascinated her. So did the view of her mother’s asshole, which flexed and winked just above Jim’s fucking prick.

“Mom! Mom!” Tom crowed, his hips bucking up violently. “Ahhh! Here it commmes!”

Bit by bit her cheeks puffed out with her son’s load. Instead of swallowing it, she just collected it all in her mouth, each creamy blast hitting against the back of her throat and flowing into the collecting pool in her mouth.

Tom continued to fuck his shooting prick into her soupy mouth. His cock was soon surrounded by his own spunk and the boy felt like he was fucking a bowl of melted ice cream. Then, when his cock had given all it had to give, his eyes flashed to his mother’s face and he saw her swallow his mighty load, gulping it down noisily and messily, tiny streams of white liquid escaping her lips and dribbling down her chin, dripping back into Tom’s cock-bush.

“Jesus!” the boy sighed. “That was damn good!”

Julia gave a sick laugh and lapped at the mess she had made at her boy’s crotch. Then she jolted up, her arms stiff and straight in front of her, holding her upper body aloft as Jim reminded her that he was not quite finished by prodding her pussy with his ever-rigid cock-shaft.

Using her body like a battering ram, Julia slammed herself forward and backward, taking and releasing Jim’s cock. The man answered her lusty motions with his own fuck-thrusts. Their fuck-parts slapped together and then parted with a sticky snick as they bucked and writhed and fucked themselves like crazy before the glowing eyes of their children.

Julia’s pussy worked it’s own special magic around her husband’s cock-shaft, reminding the man of what he had been missing so much lately.  Jim’s mind whirled with happiness and he thrust his cock into his wife one last time before letting loose with a huge load of cream.

“Ahhh!” Jim cried, feeling his cock release.

“Ohhh!” Julia exclaimed, her pussy exploding around the blast of jizz that filled her.

Husband and wife rolled and bucked, their fuck-parts stuck together in mutual satisfaction. And, not far away their children watched, each of them learning from what their parents were doing.

When Jim and Julia rolled apart at last, they each took a child in their arms and the whole family snuggled together.

“So when do we go looking in windows?” Julia asked.

“Any time you want, baby,” Jim answered.

“Right now?” she asked.

But the rest of her family shouted her down, rolling on top of her and covering her with their love.

“Oh well,” she sighed, “maybe later...”

The End

[delqcate]

-–— STEAMING MUGS : FLUFFTOBER DAY 4

first time writing for conrad 🫶 i don't have much to say but i just wanna mention i'll be busy this week and next week because i have lots of tests, but i'll probably still be able to post in time. also please don't be afraid to comment or send me any feedback for my writing, i appreciate all the reblogs and reblog comments too mwah | flufftober | navigation

summary: waves crashing, kettles hissing, and taylor swift. there's no better sound than these things. (this is such a bad summary💀)

warnings/cw: no y/n, belly's sister, maybe some canon breaking???

word count: 0.7 k

paring: conrad fisher x you

Laughter filled the air as you and Conrad started running towards the snowing beach, a sight you never got to see until he could finally start driving.

You and Conrad had been testing the waters lately, making sure the both of you wanted this before committing to anything. Ever since the events of last year went down, everyone's emotions were scattered, and both of you knew better than to jump into something serious at a time like that.

"I win!" He laughs breathlessly, placing his hands on his knees in a slightly bent position. He looks at you with that wide smile you adore.

"No fair! Your legs are longer!" You whine back, you've forgotten how tiring the trip from the beach house to the beach was at times, and it seemed even harder in the winter.

"Oh, shut up. C'mere." He takes your hand and pulls out his phone. He stands behind you and wraps an arm around you as he plants a kiss on your cheek, taking the photo. You look down at the photo, laughing softly. Both your cheeks were red from the cold and a smile that wouldn't wipe off.

An idea pops into your head and you take his phone, playing the perfect song for something that was a weird sight for you but oh, so, fucking beautiful. You look back at him with a cheeky smile and hand him the phone. "Still remember the dance for the debutante ball?"

He shakes his head, his smile forming into a grin. That night was one of the worst of his life, but also one of the best. "How could I forget? You stepped on my feet all the time during practice." He takes position with you as you shake your head, a wider smile on your face.

"That was not my fault, you couldn't stay away from me." You sigh as the both of you start to dance, the only thing that fills the air is the waves softly crashing and the slightly muffled music.

"As much as I loved that, it was fucking freezing." He slips his coat off, helping you take off yours before turning on the fireplace to help the both of you keep warm. You head over to your bag and pull out two packs of hot chocolate. The summer house was always cleaned out before everyone left, so there was little to no food at all in the pantry or fridge.

You set the water to a boil and as soon as it starts to hiss, you pour the water into the mugs, mixing it and watching as the water turns into a comforting mix of chocolate and marshmallows. Conrad comes over, wrapping his arms around your waist as his lips start to leave light kisses on your cheek. A laugh escapes your lips and you sigh, nothing felt better than this.

"Let's warm-up, you're freezing." He mumbles into your neck before slowly pulling away, taking the steaming mugs from the counter, and bringing them over to the living room. You take a seat on the floor and stare at the fireplace. "You sure this isn't just an excuse to cuddle?"

You press your legs against your chest and look over at him as he sits down beside you, shaking his head and taking a careful sip of his hot chocolate. "Nuh-uh. If I wanted to cuddle, you'd be willing to anyway." He smirks as you roll your eyes and lay on his shoulder.

"Mom would kill me if she found out I snuck out. Thankfully Belly promised to keep it a secret if I brought her a souvenir." He lets out a laugh and lays his head on yours, taking your hand and placing it on the warm mug. You watch as the steam escapes, the warmth of the mug and his hand, plus the fireplace is enough to keep you warm.

"I love you, you know that?" He mumbles out, not wanting to ruin the moment. You nod once and let his free hand cup your face, tilting your head to let your forehead meet his. "I mean it. Prettiest girl in all of Cousins. Actually, scratch that, the entire world." You let out a soft chuckle and lean in, both your lips meet and let the kiss escalate into something bigger.

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