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etherealstar-writes · 3 months

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I WANNA BE YOURS | LIONESSES X READER | PT 12

pairings: lionesses x reader

summary: in which you're accidentally added to a random group chat, not knowing they're all actually famous footballers, and obliviously end up having many of them competing for your love and attention.

part: twelve

part one here

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THE NATIONAL DIVING TEAM

the REAL karate kid HOLD ON I FELL ASLEEP AND THIS IS WHAT I WAKE UP TO Y/N BAE WHAT IS THIS 😭

elton OMG LESSI MY MEMES SKILLZ ARE FINALLY RUBBING OFF ON YA

stairway still cannot believe this tho y/n 😔

neev neither 😔

willybum the betrayal 😔

the REAL karate kid y/n just so you know, we are not okay 😔

lotte 😔

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ so um ....

neev Y/NNN YOU'RE ALIVE HOW WAS THE DATE

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ he never showed up got stood up 😔

elton oh

stairway that is so sad

willybum that truly is terrible to hear

the REAL karate kid very sad

neev that really sucks

meado you idiots! atleast be nice and pretend to actually feel bad! ignore them y/n i'm really sorry to hear that he didn't deserve you at all

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ thank you beffy 🥺 it's fine gonna thrive in my single life forever i guess 😔✊

stairway well y/n i'm free tonight 👀

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ so am i 👀

willybum absolutely not we have our semis tomorrow you're not going anywhere

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ that is very unfortunate georgia 😔 maybe one day

stairway 😔

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ you know now that i'm getting better at my woso knowledge do a few of your teammates just not like messaging? bcuz there's a few not on this chat

neev hold on a sec you're right! chloe, esme, kirby, turner and zelem aren't even in the chat

staiway you forgot to add them ??

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ and you guys just realised 😭😭

elton shhhhh i'll add them now

elton added ona batlle

elton oh nuggets

the REAL karate kid HELP

elton i am walking and eating a donut and i accidentally clicked on the wrong person

willybum added katie

willybum do not trust ella to add people to this chat anymore

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ omg hey ona!

kie oh my days

ona batlle hello! :) i am not on the england team?

earpsy you qualify to be here anyway don't ya worry

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ ona, may i just say you are very peng

stairway Y/N.

neev peng 😭😭

ona batlle i am not sure what that means but i can only assume that it is good so thank you!

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ do you think i'm peng?

ona batlle yes sure! of course!

stairway 😐😐

katie ur ugly

elton hey katie! nice to see you too

katie i was talking to you

elton that is not nice

katie neither is being friends with you

elton i am not sure where this attitude has come from

willybum i love this new zelem

katie i hope you fall in the shower

willybum i take that back

katie HAHAHA HELP

neev WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING

katie HAH WILLYBUM THESE NAMES 😭😭 and i'm not katie zelem

meado i cannot believe how you guys keep doing this you added katie mccabe not zelem

elton OMG IT WASN'T ME IT WAS LEAH I DIDNT DO IT THIS TIME

rusty metal you literally added ona earlier ...

willybum changed the name katie to mccard

mccard was that name really necessary? really?

willybum yes.

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ OMG THE KATIE MCCABE ILY

mccard hello y/n ❤️

willybum absolutely not stay away from our y/n mccabe

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ OMG CAN WE ADD STEPH CATLEY TOO I LOVE HER

the REAL karate kid HUH

stairway hey hey hey you're supposed to be the lionesses' biggest fan what is this betrayal

neev yeah 😔😔

mccard added steph

meado STEPHYY hey girl!

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ OMG OMG NO ONE MOVE

steph katie did you add me here to get attacked bcuz i'm aussie? and heyy beffy!

mccard not this time :)

steph national diving time?! help 😭😭

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ omg hi!! ily you're amazing

steph aww thank you y/n!!

stairway look toone what have you done everyone's stealing y/n away from us now

elton how is any of this my fault?!!

the REAL karate kid it is

neev it is

lotte it is

willybum it is

earpsy it is

brightness it is

daily it is

stairway it is

rusty metal it is

meado it is

mccard it is

elton

i hate you all so much

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part thirteen here

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beatrixstonehill2 · 3 months

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"Look at how big my titties are getting.... so full of milk! I look like a regular breeding cow already. It's so wonderful seeing my pretty little boobs start to get so heavy and swollen. Pregnancy is amazingly fun! I was a bit worried when my doctor said he signed me up for this! I mean, I've been living as a girl for a little while now and my transition has been going super well. But as soon as I turned 18 he was like, "Emily, now that you're old enough I think you're ready to start carrying a few kids, don't you?" I was like "Uhhhh, sure?" And he had me sign all these wavers, despite me not 100% knowing what I was getting myself into!

Soooo, apparently I was entered into a trial to be continually impregnated on high doses of fertility drugs for a decade. My paperwork says that 'the patient's uterus is expected to produce a minimum of 100 kids in that time.' The minimum!? Ummmm...... wow. But I'm not too surprised. I'm only like six months along and I look huge. It's definitely making playing field hockey a lot more challenging, but as expected we are college girls now so over half of us are pregnant anyway. So I guess it's not a huge deal but when the other girls check me or tackle me I feel like my belly's gonna pop like a balloon, which would be fun to see, I suppose.... Hasn't happened yet though!

So, not only was I forcibly entered into this clinical breeding trial or whatever but I realized the procedure was pretty quick.... I asked my surgeon and I'm not going on Rocket, so I'm not giving birth urethrally, and they didn't hook my birth canal up anywhere, so I won't be giving birth anally like a lot of trans girls..... I decided to ask if they intended to do a new surgery and they said no. So I asked how am I giving birth? The people running the trial said a small device is hooked to my womb, when my babies are ready it'll emit a signal, telling them where I am.....

Guys, get this: I won't know when it's going off. They said they only perform the retrieval between 9-5 Mon-Fri. So I'll be at school or out, going about my day and they'll come by. Allegedly they'll have me take off my clothes wherever I am, they'll smear my belly with numbing cream, and..... perform a C-Section no matter where I am. College? A crowded mall? A movie theater? I'll have no choice, they'll just rip off my clothes, prep me, and open my belly like it's a casual, minor test they're performing, like drawing blood or weighing me or something. Then they'll take my babies to the usual government-owned civilian living centers all these babies are raised at by all these government-appointed breeders who manage to make it to thirty. I might end up being a full-time mom like that one day, if I'm lucky and I don't pop! So.... I have public C-Sections to look forward to! Wonder if it happens even if some random guy is fucking me as I try to go about my day? Wouldn't surprise me one bit.....

Guess I'm still glad I transitioned, even if being forced to have a uterus and pump out babies like a factory was not how I envisioned my twenties. No big deal, I guess. I love having this huge belly, and guys and girls go crazy about it! They go even crazier when they see I have a nice, thick cock between my legs, too.... I feel like it's getting even bigger lately, maybe it's just getting swollen because I jerk off so often? And every other person I run into gives it a few healthy tugs when they reach up my skirt or dresses..... Mmmmm, speaking of which I think I'm gonna put on a cute tiny dress and go out clubbing tonight. My poor pregnant body is just begging to be pounded by twenty or thirty cocks..... I'm sure my professors will understand if I'm late to class tomorrow!"

#pregnant trans #trans girl pregnant #pregnant mtf #pregnant kink #breeding k1nk

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il-miele-che-scrive · 1 month

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the one where Carlos is spotted at a certain singer's concert

y/nofficial Gracias por la noche maravillosa, España❤️‍🔥Te quiero mucho

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username1 Te amamos, Y/n ❤️❤️

username2 Estoy enamorada de ti 😍

username3 But can any of you tell me what was Carlos Sainz doing at the concert? 🤔

↳username4 Who? Is he like famous or something?

username3 GIRL-

username3 He's a Formula One driver... And currently single may I add

↳username5 I mean it's not like it's a secret that Y/n and Carlos know each other

username3 Wait, really? How do I find out about that just now?

username5 Y/n and Lando are in the same friend group literally, last winter break there were gossips going around about Lando dating Lily, Magui, Y/n, but they're all just one big friend group. Long story short Lando dragged Carlos to Y/n's concert

username3 How did I not hear about this 😭

username5 Well, maybe you just aren't on Tiktok, I hardly ever see people talk about this stuff outside of Tiktok

username3 That would explain a lot

username5 Yeah and they aren't very flashy with their friendship anyway, Y/n would sometimes appear in Romeo's post or be seen hanging out with Lando and Max but that's it

username3 Damn, to be a rich kid

landonorris we all know who that heart is for...

↳y/nofficial For the Spanish, obviously

landonorris for the spanish certainly

username5 Lando pls go be a menace somewhere else

username3 For the SPANISH?

username4 The concert was in Spain lol in case you can't read yet

username3 Yeah but you know who's Spanish? Carlos Sainz, that's right

username6 So Lando and Carlos went to that concert?

↳username7 It seems so, they were both seen there

↳username8 Someone said Lando DRAGGED Carlos there and I'm willing to believe it 😂

username9 I remember that live where Lando was unhinged and said Y/n is Carlos' celebrity crush 🤣 I don't think that's a coincidence

↳username10 The devil works hard but Lando Norris works harder

carlossainz55 Hermosa❤️ *this comment was deleted*

username11 WE SAW THAT, CARLITO 📸

↳username8 Saw what? 👀

username11 He commented "hermosa" but deleted it already 🤭

username10 Bro forgot to switch to his fangirl account😭

y/nofficial Don't worry, going back on tour soon, had to take a little break to enjoy time with my new boyfriend whom I love very much

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landonorris that's not quite what soft launching means

↳y/nofficial What do you mean? Can you see his face? Can you tell who he is? Exactly. So it's soft launching

landonorris I know EXACTLY who it is

username1 Don't be shy Lando, tell us, we can keep a secret...

username2 Betting my right hand that it's Sainz

↳username3 Prepare to lose a hand lol

username2 Why? It's clearly him

username3 Doesn't he have a race like tomorrow?

username2 Nope, it's summer break

username4 IT'S SUMMER BREAK AND HE'S SPENDING IT WITH HIS NEW GF Y/N🥰🥰

francisca.cgomes You're glowing lately ✨🩷

↳y/nofficial Oh, that's just the boyfriend effect 👹

username5 LMAO I LOVE HER

username6 i'm on my knees 🧎🧎🧎

↳username1 Lmaooo is that Carlos' fangirl account?

username3 Does he have one?

username1 I don't know, I'm joking, but if he did actually have an account like this, I can see him commenting this kinda stuff

username7 ngl guys I don't like her vibe, she has bad, dirty energy

↳username2 Stfu it's not like you ever had a chance with Carlos

↳username8 She has a bad vibe, because...? Because she took your man? Now your chances with him went even lower than 0?

username9 I get what people mean, she barely ever smiles, looks so grumpy on all photos

↳username1 I once had a chance to meet Y/n, she's actually a sweet angel!!

↳username3 She's just the normal black cat gf (and Carlos is the golden retriever boyfriend🥰)

↳username10 Trust me, she's that kind of person who seems angry/upset all the time, but when you approach them they're the nicest person you could ever talk to

username11 It's called a resting bitch face, I also have that 😭

username10 Same!!! People keep asking if I'm alright, but that's just the way my face looks lol

username12 Carlos bagged a baddie, I hope they never break up

↳username3 Never break up? Firstky they gotta make it official cuz for now we don't even know if that's Carlos

romeobeckham you're in love, we got it 🤮

↳landonorris yeah, she doesn't have to be so flashy about it, right?

romeobeckham literally

romeobeckham she never posts us, but the moment she gets a boyfriend everyone needs to know

landonorris did you see how on the previous post people were surprised we're friends?

romeobeckham maybe they wouldn't be if @/y/nofficial ever posted us

y/nofficial How about no? ❤️

landonorris you owe us

romeobeckham and you better pay up y/n

y/nofficial Chill out guys 😭 I'm getting us all out for dinner, how about that?

landonorris deal 🤝

romeobeckham i guess 🙄

username13 She owes them for what? 😏

↳username14 Probably for hooking her up with Carlos lol I wish it was a joke

carlossainz55 Cooking up love and filling our hearts up with songs that speak to our souls. Te amo, mi vida

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y/nofficial Te amo más de lo que las palabras pueden expresar❤️‍🔥

↳carlossainz55 I think they can, I really like the latest release

username1 I KNEW THE NEWEST SONG WAS ABOUT CARLOS I KNEW IT

username2 "In a world full of noise you've become my favorite song" 😭😭 of course it was about Carlos

username3 New parents alert and I love them

↳username2 I just hope they will never divorce like my real parents did

landonorris congrats or something for finally having the balls to announce it

↳y/nofficial Shut up or you're banned from the dinner

landonorris you can't ban me, if not for me you and Carlos wouldn't be together

↳carlossainz55 You should find a girlfriend too sometime

landonorris you told me the same thing a few years ago and it didn't work out, I guess I won't be taking any more love advice from you

username4 THE THIRD PIC I LOVE IT

↳y/nofficial The ribbon makes him so babygirl🩷🎀

username7 If she's usually the black cat, someone has to be the babygirl in this relationship

username5 I want a simp boyfriend in mi vida

username6 She made him a playlist 🥺 I wonder if it's her songs or love songs in general

↳y/nofficial There's some Adele, some Taylor Swift, some Shakira, just a bunch of romantic songs🫶

username7 Noooo I imagine them dancing to all these love songs while cooking and my single heart cries 😭 so happy for them, but I also what this kind of romance for myself

francisca.cgomes Can't wait to see Y/n in the paddock

↳y/nofficial Back at you!!

francisca.cgomes Matching outfits. What do you say?

y/nofficial I SAY LET'S DO IT

↳username8 They're about to become my favorite wag duo

#f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #formula 1 x reader #f1 smau #f1 social media au #Carlos Sainz x reader #Carlos Sainz fanfic #Carlos Sainz imagine #Carlos Sainz smau #Carlos Sainz Social media au

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steddieas-shegoes · 25 days

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"so you're telling me that you helped them find all the eggs on the bus?" steve asked, arms folded across his chest.

"yes! they couldn't even reach a few of them. you hid them too high," eddie unwrapped another chocolate egg and shoved it in his mouth.

"yeah, the goal was to keep some hidden so we wouldn't have them bouncing off the walls while we're stuck on here for another six hours."

eddie stopped chewing his candy, looking over at their two daughters who were currently arguing over who got to keep the $1 bill and who got to keep the four quarters from one of the eggs.

"i thought the goal was to find them all?"

"yeah, eventually. all the obvious ones were for today and then tomorrow one of us would 'find' the last handful of them and give out the candy over the course of the day." steve snapped his fingers at the girls and gave them his 'you better chill out' look. "now they're all in a mood and probably want to run around, but can't."

"oh."

"yeah, oh." steve sighed. he gestured to their son, who was too young to care about money, but definitely not too young to care about candy, shoving a handful of jelly beans in his mouth. "how do you plan on entertaining him?"

"he can play my guitar or something."

"and what do you suggest we do with the girls?"

"pawn them off on jeff and his wife on the next stop? they need practice anyways."

steve snorted. it wasn't a bad idea necessarily. but there was no way they'd be on their best behavior and steve wouldn't put anyone else through that.

"how about we stop for some food to help soak up some of that sugar?" steve suggested, knowing they still had about two hours before they were scheduled for a stop. bribing the driver would be pretty easy, especially if they let him pick where they went. "one of us can hide the rest of the candy while they're off the bus."

"fine, but they'll be mad when they get back."

"and they can stay mad," steve laughed. "but they can stay mad at you for it. i was the bad guy yesterday when i said no to ice cream. it's your turn."

eddie's jaw dropped. "but i'm never the bad guy!"

"yes, my point exactly." steve turned to grab bottles of water for the kids. maybe flushing it all out of their system would help. "i'm taking the title of cool dad for the day."

"robin would be so disappointed in you," eddie grumbled.

"robin's been trying to get me to loosen up for years. she'll be proud of me."

eddie wrapped his arms around steve, ignoring the sudden screech from their oldest daughter for another moment.

"i'm proud of you too. i can be the bad guy more often if you want."

"nah. i kinda like what we have." steve leaned in to kiss him quickly. "but i'm gonna soak it in today. might get a little worked up seeing you be the guy doling out discipline today, though."

"you're ridiculous. i discipline you plenty."

"dad! she took both of the dollars!"

"i found both of them!"

"actually, i found both of them," eddie said as he turned to the girls. "and if there's arguing, i get to keep them both."

the girls looked back at him with wide eyes, chocolate around their mouths, and sticky fingers from whatever taffy they'd gotten into first.

"but you already have all the money! you're an adult!"

steve covered his mouth to hide his laughter, turning to their son, who was a little too quiet for the amount of peeps he'd eaten an hour ago.

he wasn't at the table anymore.

"alright, maybe we'll both have to be the bad guys today," steve sighed. "luke! where'd you go?"

"how does he disappear on a moving bus?" eddie asked as he made his way to the couch to figure out the money situation with the girls.

it was their first, and probably last, easter on the tour bus. they normally spent all holidays at home.

but as steve tugged luke's legs from under steve and eddie's bed, giggling along with his three year old son, he couldn't help smiling at the chaos.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #drabble #headcanon #happy easter #we're just in it for the chocolate in this house #and so are the munsons #quite literally wrote this between class assignments so #no i didn't bother with proper grammar and punctuation

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livwritesstuff · 2 months

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i’ve been very quiet so srry - my week started with my annual performance review (which went well) and ended with an emergency surgery (also went well) so…a lot going on to say the least

this is a deleted scene from the first chapter of plant a seed

When Robin called, Steve and Eddie were in the phase of newborn parenthood where they froze every single time the phone rang (because said newborn was napping more often than not and when she was, there was a 50% chance minimum the phone would wake her up).

So when Robin called and the ringing of the phone broke the otherwise peaceful silence, Steve froze and he waited. When the baby didn't wake up, Steve exhaled a sigh of relief and answered the call.

"This is Steve."

"Hey Steve-o!"

Steve immediately recognized the voice as Robin's – of course he did, even if he hadn't heard it since she and Nancy left for a work trip in Japan a little over a month ago.

“Oh shit,” Steve said, because this means that Robin and Nancy are finally home, finally back in their Boston apartment fifteen minutes away from his and Eddie's in Cambridge instead of the opposite side of the entire world, “You’re home!”

“Yep,” Robin replied, popping the P, “That plane was a million degrees, I’m pretty sure. No more August flights if I have any say in it. Anyways – wanted to let you know we made it back unscathed. What’s new with you guys?”

“Uh…” Steve began, not totally sure where to start, because Robin didn't know about the baby he and Eddie had been placed with two weeks ago and she certainly didn't know that they're going to adopt her (because they'd landed on that decision that very day – about two hours ago, to be specific), “Well–”

“Hey, do you still have those placements?" Robin interrupted, "The kids who like to read the Goosebumps books?”

“Oh,” Steve blinked, “No. They went back with their mom a couple days after you left.”

“Damn. Been a while. Forgot this trip was longer than usual – wait, so are you between placements now, then? Hey, we should finally make that trip to P-Town!”

"Might need a raincheck on that," Steve said with a laugh, because at the moment a trip to the goddamn grocery store required at least a day's worth of planning, "We've got another placement right now – a newborn. We've had her for, uh, for just under two weeks, pretty sure."

“Shit, a newborn?" Robin repeated.

Steve faintly heard Nancy's voice, though he couldn't make out exactly what she was saying. He listened as Robin recounted to her what he'd just said, then started to laugh.

"Nancy just said that if she misses out on a chance to hold a new baby, she'll kill you," Robin told him, "Any idea when she might move on?”

Steve paused for a second. He and Eddie had decided earlier that they wouldn’t be telling anyone about the baby until the adoption was finalized, but…it’s Robin.

He doesn’t think he’s ever kept a secret from Robin before, certainly not something this big and certainly not for very long.

He has to tell her.

“We’re, uh, we’re actually adopting her.”

Robin was silent.

Then –

“Holy shit – Steve.”

And then –

“I’m coming over right now. Immediately. Wait–” Robin stopped, “Damn, I can’t be a dick and come over unannounced anymore, can I? Because you guys have a baby. A baby. And she’s gonna be yours? What the fuck? Wait, let me start over.”

Robin paused long enough to take a deep breath.

“Steve Harrington – my best friend who’s finally fulfilling a lifelong dream of becoming a dad – when will you allow us to come and be formally introduced to our niece?”

Truth be told, Steve wouldn’t say no to a visit from Robin and Nancy that day (especially after the our niece comment), but their case worker had just started faxing over all the paperwork to get the ball rolling on the adoption process and Steve has a feeling that he might catch Eddie trying to fill that shit out as it came out of the machine so tonight they might be a little occupied.

"Tomorrow?" he suggested.

"Morning?" Robin added.

Steve laughed, "Sure. Tomorrow morning."

"Bright and early, dad. Holy fuck, I can't believe you're a dad."

"You can't?"

"No, I totally can."

#remember faxing?#i don't but it was def a thing in 2001 #liv’s steddie dads verse #stobin #steddie #steve harrington #robin buckley #ronance #-> hesitant to tag bc ik folks get annoyed when steddie content clogs up the ronance tag but this is mostly stobin - will delete if asked

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ellaenchanting · 5 months

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Hypnovember Day 11: Attitude Adjustment/IQ Reduced

It was like she couldn't get the words out fast enough. "And I have 6 discharges tomorrow with no follow up scheduled yet and I haven't even been able to contact some of the families and..."

"Is there anything you can do about any of that tonight?" he asked her, gently stopping the torrent of her work recap.

"No. But! I still need to eat dinner. And wash some clothes for tomorrow. And make sure the kids are ok...."

"Shh," he said comfortingly. "I've already washed and folded the clothes. And I told the kids mommy was working late so they're already asleep. You're done for the day."

She sighed deeply.

He put his hand on her cheek, gently moving her head so she was looking directly into his eyes. "Relaaaax," he said, stretching the word out meaningfully. His tone shifted too, to something deep and steady. "You're home. You're safe. Just relax, now."

It had been a while since she heard him speak like this. She missed it.

Too bad it wouldn't work. She was way too stressed. She almost felt herself get caught in his gaze for a moment but- then her anxiety rushed back in, like a wave crashing over a too-short wall.

His hand moved around to rub the back of her neck.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I'm just so stressed I can't THINK it's like I try and it's just STATIC in my head. I sat in the parking lot for 5 minutes before I could even make myself drive home."

"Mmmmm," he murmured, still rubbing her neck. "Breathe, honey."

He breathed in and out slowly to demonstrate. She found herself following along, taking a few deep breaths before even thinking about it. Between the breathing and his light neck massage, she was beginning to feel better.

He made sure he had her gaze before offering- "If you want, I could make things simpler for you for a bit. Would you like that?"

A shiver ran through her at the sound of her old trigger- "simpler". It had been some time since they had done this but they both understood what he was offering. Would it still work?

She nodded her head but didn't want to disappoint him or herself- not after so long.

"I want to? But I honestly don't know how I'll respond," she said, "I can barely concentrate right now."

But even as she was protesting, she found herself automatically following his hand as it floated just above her forehead. Another of their old signals, this one nonverbal: "Pay attention".

She did.

His fingers came closer and closer to her forehead before finally touching, rubbing a small spiral right in the middle.

"Shhhhh...." his voice soothed.

Something inside her shifted.

It wasn't a quick, profound drop like she had experienced in the past but- she found herself instinctively closing her eyes anyway. When she did, the noise in her head seemed to quiet down automatically.

"Good," he said. "That's perfect. You remember just how to do this, don't you? I know you do. It's like riding a bicycle - part of you never forgets."

"I know you talked about having static in your head- but maybe we can use that to help you let go a bit more. Static doesn't have to be harsh, you know. Maybe your static is like- a white noise generator, blocking anything unnecessary out. Quiet and soothing. Like the one you listen to when you go to sleep. Just- think of that gentle static playing while you sleep. Helping you rest. You can notice it- and then you can let it all fade into the background. It just makes everything quieter, doesn't it? Simpler. "

She nodded her head, easily caught in his instructions. The shudder that went through her at the trigger felt more profound this time.

Simpler.

She remembered the old imagery they had worked on- the wheels of the clockwork of her thoughts slowing. Slowing. Grinding to a halt.

As she pictured those slowing gears, she could feel her inner monologue growing distant and dreamlike. Her awareness moved from her lumbering thoughts to her body- almost like her mind itself had moved from her head to somewhere in her chest. Her senses began heightening and she was drawn more and more to what the room smelled like, how the carpet felt, the gentle sound of the ceiling fan. She found herself getting lost in a world of sensation.

"That's good, honey," he encouraged. "You don't need to think right now. I've got all your bigger thoughts for safekeeping. You remember how to be simpler for me, don't you? No big words, no big thoughts. Just how you feel in this moment. OK?"

She nodded. It was the easiest way to communicate now. She still had some words but- it was easier not to use them when she was simpler. She trusted him to understand what she needed without bothering to speak.

"Good. Can you open your eyes for me?"

She did.

"How does your body feel right now?" he asked.

She checked- mentally scanning herself from head to toe.

"Tired," she replied eventually. "Hungry."

She looked up at him.

"Do you want some food?"

It took her a few moments to contemplate the thought before she eventually replied with a simple: "Yes".

He smiled at her in a way that might have struck her as patronizing at a different time.

His smile caused an unexpected spike in another sensation- one that had been hiding underneath all of her stress all along.

Until now.

"I'm going to warm dinner up- we'll have it here," he was saying. "I'll be right back."

"Wait!" she cried, suddenly.

He stopped and turned back, curiously.

Now she needed to find words again.

Her brows crossed as she tuned into her body in that slow, deep way that came with this state. There was a heat between her legs that spread upwards as she noticed it more thoroughly. She began to notice the feeling of the air on her arms and the slight way her bra rubbed against her breasts when she breathed. "Horny?" she said, finally finding the right word for how she was feeling.

He laughed. "Good girl. Yeah- that old conditioning is still working for you, huh? I bet you feel horny right now. Does it feel good?"

She nodded, that response coming much more quickly than most.

It DID feel good.

Without really thinking about it, her hands moved to her right breast, squeezing it.

THAT felt even better.

"Mmmm- I guess that's my answer then, huh?" he asked. "Tell you what- you need to eat before we do anything else. So- I'm going to go get the food. But while I'm doing that? You can touch yourself as much as you want. Do whatever feels good to your body, ok?"

She nodded again, barely paying attention to his words. Her hands moved all over her flesh as she caressed her newly sensitive skin rapturously. She wanted to touch everywhere.

"My only rule is that you don't come, ok? I want to save that for later."

She nodded absently, focused on a wonderful spot she had found on the side of her stomach. Part of her brain was receiving his instructions but- she didn't have to think about that part. She just had to focus on touching.

He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. "And stay nice and quiet while you touch, yeah? We don't want to wake anyone else up."

She nodded, biting back a moan as her hand finally slid to her pussy.

He looked on for a moment, seeming almost hypnotized himself by his writhing, almost animalistic wife.

Food first, he reminded himself.

Then sex.

Then putting a note in his phone to call the babysitter for her weekend availability. It had been FAR too long since they had played like this and next time?

He wanted her to be LOUD.

Tagging @mentat101posts @thekinkycocktailclub @jam-and-stuff

#hypnovember #hypnovember 2023 #my stories #a straight couple!#who knew!#doing what I can to subliminally push the message that good housecare and childcare leads to good sex

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balkanradfem · 4 months

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The story of a broken christmas toilet

So the first thing that happened to me on the christmas morning, is I went to the bathroom, and toilet didn't work - no water. Weirded out by this, I opened up the water tank, and the water poured in as soon as I messed with the floatie. I thought this fixed it, only to realize minutes later, that the toilet is now leaking water.

I've never fixed the toilet before, especially not a leaking one, opening up the tank and peering inside was the height of my knowledge. But, I was ready to figure it out. I tried to mess with the parts that were leaking and make them tighter, only to immediately make it leak worse. Panicked, I quickly found the valve that shuts down the water in the bathroom. Now the toilet doesn't leak, but I also can't use the shower or the basin.

Looking at more youtube videos, I concluded that the valve that lets water into the tank, has loosened and broken inside, and there was no fixing it, I'd have to buy a spare part. But as it was christmas, all stores were closed, and would be closed for tomorrow as well.

I had some wrenches I acquired while fixing my own bike, and none of them were big enough to dismantle the tank, but comparing the size, I could tell which sizes I did need. I would ask a friend if she could lend me the right tools, but as my friend wouldn't be visiting for a few days, I had to make do with a non-functional bathroom.

Luckily I love the old methods of washing - using a sponge to bubble up and then pouring heated water from a jug to rinse, that is a very gentle way to experience warm water. I would sometimes wash that way just to not have to use the boiler - because it's a great energy saver.

Anyway, my friend brought the tools to me, and I set on to dismantle the tank. She stood outside the bathroom saying 'I don't know anything about toilets', too intimidated to join in. But I wasn't having it, I called her in to look because, armed with my youtube knowledge, I recognized the broken part, and now knew for sure what I had to replace.

That afternoon, I headed to a hardware store, and since it way my first time there, I asked an employee if he could get me that exact part - I had the original with me. He told me they were 'all the same' and handed me the cheapest one. I pointed out it was important for the brass part to be the same width - and he said it was.

So I bought it, and upon installing it in my toilet, the toilet was now leaking from the outside, where the new part was fixed into the wall pipe. I got confused, dismantled it and put it back together a few times, but nothing worked, it only leaked worse each and every time. Devastated, I went to check how others were doing it, and if I maybe lost a part, or forgot to do something, or had to play with the pressure more, or maybe my arms weren't strong enough. But every other person was fastening it in the exact same way, I wasn't doing anything wrong.

I dismantled the thing again, and compared the new and the original part. The metal part that goes into the wall pipe seemed the same width, and I had to stare really long to notice, but there was the tiniest, millimeter difference in how big the waves in it were. Pissed, I went back to the store, to ask the employee if they had any correct replacement parts, and he had absolutely no idea, so I asked him to unpack multiple ones until I found the exact same size I was looking for. I had to go through the lengthy and annoying process of exchanging the part, but once I got home, I put it together in 20 seconds.

And it worked. My toilet works again. I can now fix toilets. Self-assigned plumber.

I had to do a lot of following my instincts and believing that I can notice what is wrong, and when someone who is supposed to be more expert than me, is giving me false info. Most of this was just about confidence! It is absolutely no-brainer to fasten one pipe to the other if they're the correct size, any kid could do it if shown even once.

If I can do this, even without prior knowledge or tools, with other people giving me negative amounts of help, then anyone can! Any house-repair we usually think m*n can do, are just putting puzzles together, created to be simple and intuitive, and we are very well equipped for it, all it takes is confidence and curiosity in how it works.

#plumbing #fixing toilets #women power #empowerment #feeling smart and capable #plumbing lvl 1 cleared #i am so annoyed that it was made hard for me #but i did it hehehehehe

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starberry-cupcake · 12 days

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I don't think I have a lot to update today because life got in the way of me reading as much as I wanted, but if I don't note things down, I'm gonna forget, so here we are. I'm not sure if I'll be able to update tomorrow, but I'll be back as soon as as I can, more for my own peace of mind than anything else.

previously, in harrowlicious the ninth:

this happened

also, I may have or may have not been slightly spoiled about a thing because people in my dash don't use the tags available to us mortals, so I'm gonna have to sprint if I see any semblance of skull make up in my dash

close the tab immediately

close my eyes and cover them for good measure

currently, chapters 12 & 13:

we are training how to...kill planets, I think

basically, I think we're killing a planet and killing the thing that comes out of it when it's killed

this is what the care bears taught me not to do when I was a kid

actually, I think they even made a new one in the new re-design thing specifically to make the point even clearer than in the 90s

this new one

that's the opposite of what these people are doing rn

so harrowbean is training with mercygirl on how to be environmentally unconscious

if I am understanding the dynamics correctly, you kill the planet and then you chase the planet's soul aka beast through the river and kill that too

if the ones they're escaping from are bigger than these, they must have fucked up massively with whatever they destroyed

when I started reading gideon, I thought the houses were like planet-coded

you know, nine houses and all that

the ninth is now a hypothetical mysterious ninth planet

but back when my astrology lesson was sailor moon

the ninth was pluto

and in that mindset, the ninth would be setsuna meiou, which checked out with some of the harrow aesthetics, I mean

a mix between these two looks???

I went on a tangent, anyway

I moved on from that idea later but, in any case, these people must have destroyed some fucking huge thing to make the mess they're in now

so, basically, in order to chase the planet's soul (which they call beast, but I think that's disrespectful), that's where the cavalier comes in

the slurped cav is meant to keep the lyctor running through that process, so that their body doesn't collapse

and it's meant to have their instincts kick in to do the final push and use the sword they were trained to use

if mayonnaise uncle had not done what he did, he would have probably been good at this part

but he was obliterated

by hubris

so, harrow cannot do this

WHICH IS GREAT

for us, at least, because it's more hope for the "gideon isn't gone" theory that keeps us together

I speak in plural, as if you didn't know exactly what's happening, but you get what I mean

in my mind, we're like this, waiting for gideon to come back

so augustine calls harrow "diet lyctor"

he should call her "lyctor lite"

mercygirl gives harrow crap for not being able to sustain herself due to her lack of cavalier-ness

augustine makes fun of her for her lack of cavalier-ness

and I'm here like...you guys are the ones who started this mess?????

it's not up to a teen to save you in a couple months from something you haven't been able to fix in 10k years????

maybe you deserve it????????

what is this, evangelion????

harrow, coming back from the training and planet killing

harrow visits yandere twin in her new designated room

yandere twin has a room with a lot of nudes

"life sized nudes in languorous attitudes, generally in oils, and all of the same two persons. They were enthusiastically executed. The duo posing held a variety of objects both likely and unlikely."

so...which lyctor ordered a ton of nsfw fanart of themselves and their cav or whatever????

I'm assuming it's a portrait of one of them and it's this kind of situation

yandere twin apparently likes the nudes, so they're staying there

harrow doesn't like them

I think it's A Lot tbh, but it's not my lyctor room, so I'm not telling her what to do

who has the room with the ceramics collection? because I call dibs on that

anyway, yandere twin is having a hard time with this too

both of them are having a hard time with doing it, not with the ethical or moral implications of what they're doing or why johnny john john is asking them to do these things

harrow can kill the stuff faster, but she can't be trusted to be able to stay alive after

harrow was never very good at not getting physically damaged at all times

yandere twin has a hard time making chad cooperate

who would have thought

imma assume it's a problem you might encounter when you slurped your cav against their will

which is what we think happened, idk, we found him stabbed in the back so

and also it's chad

chad complained about everything all the time

harrow tells her it's psychological

the mental health care plan of the lyctors looks like this

also, harrow suggests yandere twin to cut her new arm if it bothers her

I mean, that's one solution, I guess

it's a very harrow solution

yandere twin points out that harrow is the emperor's favorite

that sounds like a very bad thing tbh

she also asks harrow to make her own arm grow back again and harrow says no because she's not good at the fleshy bits

"the fleshy bits"sounds like something cursed that comes with cereal in a magnus archives episode

but you get the idea

we end the chapter with harrow appreciating yandere twin's company because, when she found her after she had stabbed not!dulcinea's corpse, she said "wish you'd taken off her arms"

I respect that too

again, no camilla yet

well, this wasn't as long or entertaining but I'll come back whenever I can...life needs to let me read this book

#luly reacts to tlt #tlt spoilers #harrow the ninth #harrow the ninth spoilers #the locked tomb #long post #gif cw

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domxmarvel · 1 year

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Just us

Masterlist

Pairing: Kazuki x Female!Reader x Rei

Request: FINALLY SOMEONE THAT WROTES FOR BUDDY DADDIES can I request kazuki and rei in a poly relationship with fem reader? Basically reader now considers miri as her own baby and raising a kid + having her partners be an assassin and a spy has left them no time for intimacy so finally one day both guys have the day off and miri is off to school so reader goes wild? (Preferably Dom reader)

Ever since you first met Miri you knew that you'd love her like your own,eventually Rei warmed up to her too and you quickly became a family,an unusual one but still a family. Although dating two assassins and having a child left you with little to no time to spend with each other. They were getting mission after mission,you took up taking care of Miri since they were busy that week.

It was Sunday night and you were getting Miri ready for bed,she looked a bit sad but before you could ask she said.

"Are you fighting?"

"What?"

"You,Papa Kazuki and papa Rei, are you mad at each other?" Now she was on the verge of crying,judging by how her voice was shaking. You knelt down to her height.

"No,I still love them. They're just really busy with work,sometimes it's just like that but we're not fighting" She moved to sit in your lap,you held her.

"I miss them"

"Me too. Come on you should get to bed,it's late" You put Miri to bed and a few minutes later Kazuki and Rei came back. Immediately Rei had draped himself all over you,you could feel him resting most of his weight on you. The smell of his cologne only slightly covers the smell of smoke and ash,which in a way was comforting. Kazuki quickly followed behind him.

"I missed you" You heard Rei whisper so only you could hear. You kissed his cheek in response.

"Hey what about my kisses?" Kazuki whined,you laughed, turning to kiss him. You could feel how much he didn't want to let you go just from that kiss,suddenly you felt Rei kiss your neck. You knew exactly where this was going,you knew what they wanted,what you wanted but couldn't have at least not right now.

"Stop" They both stopped and looked at you.

"What's wrong?" Kazuki asked.

"We can't do this now,she's here" Both of them groaned and let go of you,Rei went out to the balcony to smoke, leaving you and Kazuki in the kitchen.

"You know we don't have any work tomorrow"

"Neither do I,so we're all home tomorrow" Immediately he smirked,thinking about what you could do.

"Anyway I'm gonna go shower" Rei walked back in "Hey Rei wanna join me?" He winked,Rei immediately turned to face you instead.

"I'll shower later" Kazuki left and immediately Rei moved closer to you. "Will you join me?"

"Of course"

***

You had dropped Miri off and were on your way back home,Rei had already called you twice to tell you to hurry up. He always got clingy whenever he had the day off. The second you walked in,you found him standing there,waiting.

"Finally"

"If you're gonna be a brat you'll be punished. Do I already have to get the collar or is that what you want?" He avoided your eyes,which let you know that you were right. You grabbed his jacket and pulled him down. "Go get my things" He ran off and was back with everything in the blink of an eye. In seconds he was bouncing on your strap on,you held onto him tightly. The bell around his neck rang out with every thrust. "You forgot the ears" You teased,biting down on his neck.

"Sorry,please don't stop" You grabbed his hips tightly,pushing him onto the couch as you fucked him. He tried to hide his face with his hands,which you immediately pinned above his head. He was stronger than you,there was no debate about that but he still let you do whatever you want and never fought back. He was willing to do whatever you wanted.

"Y/N,faster please" Leaning down you kissed him as you moved faster. His moans were getting louder and louder,you weren't gonna be able to look your neighbors in the eye for quite a while. His neck and hips were covered in bruises and his mouth open,and drooling down to his neck. He looked absolutely beautiful,withering under you and still begging for more.

"You started without me?" You turned around to see Kazuki standing there with his arms crossed.

"Then hurry up and join us" He was quickly behind you,completely naked and with his hands on your chest. He was kissing and biting on your neck. Rei tried to wrap his legs around you,but ended up wrapping them around both you and Kazuki.

"I think our kitten wants more attention"

"Don't call me that" He groaned. You started moving your hips again,grinding your ass against Kazuki with every movement. Kazuki turned your head to face him and kissed you,the second he let go Rei grabbed your arm and pulled you down to kiss him instead. You pulled out and he immediately whined,you backed away.

"Get on your stomach" He immediately did as you asked. You turned to Kazuki and whispered "You want his mouth or do you wanna fuck him"

"We both know you're the only one he allows to do that" He was right,Rei loved both of you but he only let you fuck him. You pushed the strap back in,pulling his hair back. Kazuki was in front of him,fucking his mouth. The sounds he was making were delightful. Rei was great with his mouth and Kazuki was easy to break,it didn't take long before Kazuki came down his throat. You felt him cum at the same time as Kazuki. You leaned closer to his ear.

"Good boy"

#rei suwa x reader #Kazuki Kurusu x reader #buddy daddies x reader #buddy daddies rei #rei suwa #rei suwa smut #buddy daddies kazuki #kazuki kurusu #Kazuki Kurusu smut #buddy daddies #buddy daddies smut

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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single mom bau reader with hotch? reader has a little girl who love love LOVES jack and he’s just like “woo hoo i have :))) a little sister :))))” whenever they have dinner at rossi’s, aaron just stares and the two of them playing so fondly with the reader, tackling her in the glass n stuff and the rest of the team are looking on in disbelief at how oblivious the reader is..

anon this was so cute :(( i looooove single parent!reader with hotch!!

"Sophie," You croon through a giggle, brushing grass out of the little girl's hair, "'Be careful what you wish for!"

Jack comes racing over, hands still sticky with grass stains from where he'd participated in a Sophie-led grass fight, and you made a mental note not to tell Rossi that his perfect lawn is now a little uneven.

The young boy spots a sprig still tucked into one of Sophie's ponytails, his fingers curling around it clumsily, "Missed a spot, Miss Y/N."

"Thanks for gettin' it, buddy." You smile fondly at Jack who puffs with pride at your praise, "Say thank you, Sophie."

"Thank you!" She beams happily at Jack who returns the toothy expression, and he leans in to whisper something rather loudly in her ear.

All you hear is 'attack' and 'mommy' before you're taking off in a sprint, the little ones chasing after you with much smaller strides. You see Aaron sitting on the deck, drink in hand, and make a beeline for him, not bothering to evaluate why he'd already been looking at you before you'd run over.

Safety in mind, you duck behind him, your hands on his shoulders as you peer goofily over his shoulder. The kids stop dead in their tracks, not wanting to throw handfuls of messy grass at Aaron, and he raises an amused eyebrow at them.

"They're tryin' t'get me," You huff, breathing heavier from your sprint, "Your son is a grass killer."

"We'll have to take him in," Aaron hums thoughtfully, looking at the beheaded greenery in his son's hand, "Do you have handcuffs that'll fit him?"

"We'll use rubber bands." You reassure him, your face hovering beside his own as you straighten from behind him, "We're gonna throw you in jail, Jack!"

The boy knows you're joking, even giggles slightly, but Sophie doesn't seem to. Her tiny brow furrows, and big crocodile tears wet her eyes, "No! Mommy, don't!"

"Oh," You croon, reaching for the little girl to wipe her tears, "We're just teasing, bug. We won't really lock him up."

"No," Aaron shakes his head, setting his drink down to lean towards her with a soft smile, "Don't worry. He couldn't stay in jail for very long anyways, he has a soccer game tomorrow night."

"A soccer game that we'll be attending," You shake Sophie gently by the hips, jostling her around to get her out of her funk and excited to go, "Right Soph?"

"Yes!" She cheers, fear long forgotten as she jumps up, "'Gonna bring my quarters, 'cause I need three for a popsicle."

"What kind are you going to get?" Aaron inquires, leaning back in his chair now that the crisis has been averted, "Cherry?"

"Mhm!" She nods vigorously, ponytails bouncing, "How'd you know?"

"That's my favorite, too!" Jack answers her question, perhaps unknowingly, a smile on his face, "Can I get one too, dad?"

"Maybe," Aaron sighs dramatically, "But I don't think I can afford three quarters right now. Maybe Sophie has some for you?"

She doesn't grasp that he's joking, and her eyes light up, "Yeah! I've got ten, Mommy says that's a lot."

"That is a lot." Aaron nods, shooting a smile at you, "You'll have a house in no time, Sophie."

"Can I live there, too?" Jack asks, and Sophie nods eagerly.

"Yeah! We could have sleepovers every night." She grins, reaching for your hand, "'N my mommy can make us mac and cheese!"

"My dad makes real' good mac and cheese too," Jack boasts, "We can all live there together!"

You glance at Aaron, amusement twisting your face into a smirk, but he's already looking at you. Something fond twinkles in his eyes and it catches you off guard, but it's so beautiful you don't have time to evaluate why it's there. You just return the soft smile that he sends your way, turning back to your kids.

"Well that sounds like a fantastic plan," You crouch beside them, setting a hand on each of their shoulders, "Why don't you go draw the house you want? I think your Uncle Rossi left some crayons over there."

"C'mon, Jack!" Sophie's off like a rocket, sprinting through the yard to the designated kid's table, dragging the older boy behind her, "We gotta make plans!"

You watch them go with a fond smile, then plop down unceremoniously into the seat beside Aaron. He's watching them too, eyes growing darker with concern when Sophie nearly topples in her chair, but soft with adoration as Jack helps right her.

"Do you think we, like, get any of the mac and cheese?" You ponder, breaking the serene silence between you two.

"We'll have to make extra when they're sleeping." Aaron decides, "Kraft?"

"Only if the noodles are princess shaped." You insist, eyes intense as you narrow them at Aaron, "None of that star wars bullshit."

"R2-D2 tastes better than Belle." He waves you off with a scoff, "Don't be ridiculous."

"He does not," You shriek, "Take that back!"

"I will not." Aaron grumbles stubbornly, swirling the ice in his drink, "You're wrong."

"This is not going to work out." You sigh forlornly at your daughter, mourning the loss of the house she's scribbling out with Jack, "Who's gonna tell them they have to make their own?"

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner scenario #aaron hotchner oneshot #aaron hotchner one-shot #aaron hotchner one shot #aaron hotchner headcanon #aaron hotchner headcanons #aaron hotchner hc #aaron hotchner hcs #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner fanfic #aaron hotchner fic #aaron hotchner blurb #aaron hotchner drabble #aaron hotchner dialogue #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction

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ssaeri · 1 year

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we fall to ashes

☆ tags: alex x gn!reader, he finds something that he never expected to see on your farm, this was going to be angst with an angst ending, but then my sister begged me to not write a sad ending, so have this relieving happy ending instead, LOTS of alex spoilers! ☆

Alex stretches his arms over his head and breathes in deep. In the distance, he hears chickens screaming—a sure sign that he's getting closer to your farm. The walk from his house isn't short, but while his grandparents would complain about the distance, he finds it ideal for cooling down after his harder work-outs. And he gets to see you at the end? He'd say that's a winner winner chicken dinner situation...out of earshot from your coop, at least.

"Hey there! Evelyn's boy!" Pam calls from his right.

He slows to a stop and waves. She sits in the driver seat of her newly repaired bus, window fully open, and takes another swig from her Joja Cola. Immediately, her face scrunches.

"Mornin', Pam!" he yells back. "How's that alcohol detox going for you?"

"Awful." She smacks her lips and holds the can up to her eyes, searching the ingredients for what makes it so fucking nasty. You often joke that it's the bitter taste of capitalism. "I could go for something stronger in this heat. You think the farmer has an extra glass of pale ale?"

Alex's smile tightens. Ever since Pam and Penny's trailer turned into an actual house, Pam's been doing her best to break old habits and he's glad for it—he can finally walk by her without the reflexive gag and hurried steps. You telling me I stink? she used to ask, angry in her drunken stupor, until she remembered why he showed up on his grandparents' steps nearly two decades ago.

She must read it in his expression now because she waves him off with a roll of her eyes. "I'm kidding, kid. Tell 'em I said hi. They're the only one who takes this damn bus anyway. I might as well take a nap." She slides sunglasses onto her face and reclines her chair until he can't see her anymore. "If I'm still here by the time you go home, wake me up."

Classic Pam, he thinks as he continues to your farm. Your dog is already running from the front door to greet him, panting and barking and disturbing your horse's peace.

"Come on, buddy," he laughs, shooing your dog until he can push open the gate. "I was supposed to surprise them."

Alex scratches your horse's ear as he passes its stable. Grape vines twist and sag on the trellises you've set up for the season, the structures nearly bursting with fruit, and he makes a mental note to stop by tomorrow to help with the harvesting. Maybe it could substitute for a work-out. He's helped you ship boxes of produce before and wondered how ripped he'd be after a month of your lifestyle. Between the trellises, the melons are just starting to come in. He doesn't know how long it takes for them to ripen, only that they taste really good when you drop off a basket for his grandma.

He calls out your name. Not in the fields, not in the pasture. Your new greenhouse, maybe? You were muttering something about ancient fruit last night. Or the mushroom cave, something he still can't believe is a feature on your farm. If Demetrius could add that, maybe Alex could talk you into installing an outdoor lifting station.

He walks past your workbench and active machines...

...and walks backwards again, hoping that his eyes are deceiving him. Crystalariums reproducing diamonds to sell, charcoal kilns working double time for enough coal, bone mills churning out fertilizer, geode crushers crunching rocks into pebbles, furnaces roaring as they smelt ores into bars—and right on top of the furthest furnace sits a wrapped bundle he's only seen in his (second to) worst nightmares.

He hears your content humming now, somewhere in the main farmhouse. Under normal circumstances, he would've called it cute, but the sound rings mockingly in his ears as he approaches the darkened flowers. A wilted bouquet. Fuck.

"Oh, hey there!" Alex called out as you got closer. He tossed his ever-present gridball into the air. "You here to catch fish again? I think you can find salmon in the river this time of year. At least that's what I heard."

Once you came to a stop in front of him, you shook your head, hands still behind your back. "I'm not fishing today," you said. "I actually wanted to give you something."

"Yeah?" His lips quirked into a grin. Another toss into the air. "Wouldn't happen to be a Salmon Dinner with extra lemon, would it? Those are one of my favorites, but I can never catch any salmon myself. Another egg would be cool, too. I've been adding your weekly deliveries to my workout meals."

You only shifted from one foot to the other, unable to take your eyes off his shoes, and a part of him faltered. You weren't intimidated by him, were you? Ever since you found him crying on the beach, he had been a little more flirtatious than usual, layering on the teasing and showing off. Maybe he came on too strong. Haley always told him that subtlety wasn't his strong suit. The grip on his gridball changed as he tossed it higher.

"You okay there? Did I do something...wait, this is—ow!"

The ball bounced off his head and landed in the grass, but he couldn't care less. He pointed to the bouquet in your hands. Not a regular bouquet, but the Bouquet made to order by Pierre. In a place as small as Pelican Town, there was no need for Pierre to have it in constant stock, so when the signature blooms made the rare appearance, they attracted everyone's eyes.

"...you want to get more serious?" he asked, incredulous.

Something in your expression changed, and you drew the flowers back to your chest. "Oh, sorry, did you not?" You gave him a wide smile, already stepping away. "I must've read the signs wrong. My mistake."

"No! That's not—I mean, you read the signs correctly. I, uh, I feel the same way." He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling his face flush. "So I guess we're together now? Should I be asking you out on a date or something? Or wait, are you asking me out on a date? How does this work?"

You laughed, a genuine sound this time. "We can continue the way we were before."

And so you did, but some things changed for sure. He could hold your hand now as you ran errands around the town, carrying half of the gifts you handed out to the townspeople. He could kiss you goodbye at his door in the evenings, though George cleared his throat loudly every time. Alex remembered making some snide comment about his grandpa, who yelled out a gruff I heard that! before being shushed by Evelyn. When It Howls in the Rain was being shown at the town theater, you bribed him to a screening with the promise of Stardrop Sorbet, but as much as he loved the treat, he would've gone anyway—it was one of his favorite movies with one of his favorite people. Good thing he'd seen it before because he spent most of the time staring at your side profile, wondering when he could finally go pro and have you stare at him on a screen.

Your dog nips at his fingers. He pets it absently. He thought everything was going fine between the two of you. Just yesterday, you came over and had dinner with him and his grandparents. You told them about your mining adventures in the Skull Caverns and, to his horror, showed off your old stitches from Harvey. (George chided your reckless behavior and gave old-timey advice that you nodded along to.) You talked about the new farm you're setting up at Ginger Island—Ancient Fruit wine all year! you told them excitedly. It's a farmer's heaven!—and the Beach Resort you're trying to restore. (Evelyn hummed at your energy, asking rapid-fire questions about the flora there.) You even promised to bring over a season's worth of eggs and leeks as soon as you got your hands on them. (Alex's mind flashed to the old mariner and the mermaid's pendant he could see hanging around your neck in the future.)

So why is a wilted bouquet sitting here, right on top of your furnaces?

No point in guessing when he can just find out the answer right from the source. He takes the flowers and goes to your door, knocking twice. It opens before he has time to second guess his choice.

"Alex! I didn't know you were coming over," you say, beaming at him. He wants to immortalize this version of you: face full of dirt smudges and t-shirt collar soaked through with sweat, yet glowing in your element. Until your eyes drop to his hands. "Oh, that's..."

He sets his jaw. "Can I come in and talk?"

Your expression falters further at his cold tone, but you step back and lead him to the living room. Your dog trots in and settles by the TV, head on its paws, watching with blank eyes. Alex sits in his usual spot and you yours, and suddenly he hates how familiar he is with your space.

It's still silent.

You clear your throat. "So," you start, wiping your palms on your jeans. A nervous tick he knows well. "What did you want to talk about?"

He puts the bouquet on the coffee table between you.

"Right." You pause, likely waiting for him to continue, but he doesn't say anything. "Alex, can you at least be less mean about this? I feel like you owe me that much after all this time together." He says nothing. "Like, tell me what's wrong instead of sitting here stone-faced. Things were okay. Why are you breaking up with me—"

"Why am I breaking up with you?" He barks a laugh. "Baby, I found this outside on your furnace! I'm not going to beg for you to stay, but what the hell is this?"

Your forehead furrows. "What? I wouldn't."

"If it's not yours and it's not mine, then whose is it?"

"I don't know! Alex, I wouldn't—I never even thought about breaking up," you insist. "Why would I lie about that?"

After scrutinizing your stricken expression, his relief comes in waves. He sinks into your couch, hands rubbing at his face.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just—" He laughs again, the sound mostly air. "Yoba, that scared me. If someone left this here as a prank, I'm hunting them down tonight." He lifts his head to look at you and opens his arms. "Can you come over here?"

You wrinkle your nose. "I'm gross."

"You could be playing in mud with your pigs, and I'd still jump in."

With a roll of your eyes, you hop over to curl into his side and he buries his face in the crook of your neck. You stink, but so does he after a good workout. Now that he thinks about it, he's still in his gym clothes.

"You scared me, too," you tell him, gaze trained on the table. "Not the best thing to see on a Friday afternoon. But now I want to know whose this is. Did you check it for clues?"

"Didn't bother. Thought it was yours." His arm around your waist tightens as you lean forward. "Does it matter?"

But that doesn't stop you. You have the bouquet in your lap now, prying at the blackened ribbon and wrapping. "Look at this," you say, holding it between two fingers. "The ribbon isn't blue, and Pierre always uses blue. The wrap is pretty much disintegrated, but this corner—he always puts his store brand." You suck in a breath. "Oh, duh! Where did you say you found this?"

"The furnaces right outside by the workbench."

"Okay, so mystery solved. This is mine, but not in the way you think."

He raises an eyebrow. "Explain. Don't say you're breaking up with a secret partner because I don't think I can handle a second shock right now."

"I made a wildflower bouquet to put on Grandpa's grave a few days ago, but I totally forgot where I put it, so I made a second one. This one must've been the one I misplaced."

He blinks. "How the hell did you not notice it since?"

"I came back from Ginger Island yesterday and went to sleep right after dinner! The flowers must've wilted from the furnace heat."

"You," he says slowly, pinching your cheek and ignoring your squeak, "are the absolute worst. I can't believe you nearly broke my heart and it turned out to be a whoopsie."

#stardew x reader #stardew valley x reader #sdv x reader #sdv alex x reader #stardew x farmer #stardew valley x farmer #sdv x farmer #sdv alex x farmer #stardew valley scenarios #sdv scenarios #sdv alex scenarios #stardew scenarios #saeri writes;

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Midnight In the Sky

Hajime Iwaizumi x reader

WC: 1.8k

~You missed the Countdown

You missed the party

But most importantly, you miss him

a/n: Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas to @sir-kuroo. I was think for a bit on what I wanted to do for this little gift and I thought A New Years Fic would be appropriate.

"You're kidding me."

"I know," you sign in exasperation as you watch the large board of flights flicker as the airlines struggle to make adjustments for the winter storm. "The attendant told me that my flight won't be taking off for another 4 hours." your voice is shaky as you hold your cell phone up to your ear, trying your best not to break down in the middle of this airport.

Hajime Iwaizumi's voice softens through the speaker. "What about New Years? The party?"

"Haji, you should still go. These are your friends, and I want you to have a good time tonight. Even if I can't be there with you." although you were trying your best to sound supportive. You really wanted to go to that New Year's party. It's always fun to spend the evening with your boyfriend and his friends. They're a wild bunch and make any time a great one.

"None of those people at the party are you." he pushes back. Fighting for the happiness that he knows you deserve. "What time do you land?" he asks, the cogs turning in his head on how he can make this shitty situation better. "It's early enough we could still make it to the party."

Although he can't see it, you shake your head at his words. Your lips formed into a deep frown. "It'll be way too late then. You go to the party, I'll be too tired too anyway. I'll just get a cab from the airport, and then we can see each other tomorrow."

"This is not how it was supposed to go. I'm sorry, y/n," he says. Although his voice is in your ear, it feels like he might as well be on another planet. "I wanted to spend midnight with you."

You don't know if it's the fact that you don't get to kiss your boyfriend at midnight on New Year's Eve or it's that you have been stuck in airports for the past 16 hours after your holiday plans ran late, but nevertheless, your eyes become watery.

"Don't go kissing anyone else at midnight," You laugh, knowing that he would never do such a thing. You trust him wholeheartedly. But let's face it: your boyfriend, Hajime Iawizumi, is a snack that most people wouldn't hesitate to try to sink their teeth into.

"I'd never," he says with a bit of lighthearted humor in his voice. The shift in his tone makes you feel a little bit better, but you haven't seen him in weeks, and you miss him so badly. Even hearing his voice seems like a mockery now, especially since you were supposed to see him face-to-face hours ago. "Do you want me to stay on the line with you while you wait?"

"no, that's all right. I'm going to go charge my phone; I love you so much. Have a great time tonight."

You hang up before he has a chance to say goodbye and wonder about the airport, anxiously waiting to get back home to him.

"ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We are beginning our descent into Tokyo International Airport. Our estimated arrival time at the gate will be, uh… 12:37 am. On behalf of the Flight Crew, we would like to thank you for choosing to fly with us this New Year's Eve.

The Pilot's announcement is loud enough to stir you from your light, uncomfortable slumber.

Blinking softly, you take in the darkened cabin; the soft snores of the other passengers reach your ears. You don't blame them. Traveling is exhausting, even if the plane is doing all the work. Winter weather has delayed your flight home from visiting your relatives for the holidays drastically. You've had three unexpected layovers, and the somber tingle in the back of your mind whispers to your subconscious that the odds of you getting your checked luggage back are stupidly low.

Another feeling that's hard to ignore is the cramped sensation in your neck from the way your head has been resting against the cabin walls.

But gut feelings and neck cramps pale in comparison to the ache in your chest. It's New Year's Eve, and you should've been home hours ago.

You should be at some glittery party wearing some Cheesy 2024 plastic glasses, drinking something sparkling, and cozied up with the person you love most.

You miss Hajime.

You miss his strong arms.

You miss the way he always seems to smell like Tiger Balm.

With a longing sigh, you lean closer to the small oval window next to you. The chill of the high altitude permeates the clear plastic buffer between your hand and the outer glass. Peering down through the thin cloud cover, you can see the lights of some city.

You should be down on the ground with him. But for reasons beyond your control, you are not.

All of a sudden, you see the first streak of light fly up towards you. It doesn't make it anywhere close to your plane before exploding into hundreds of little flares of light.

People down below are lighting off fireworks. How is it possible that it's midnight already?

You grab your phone. Although it's on airplane mode, the clock still works just fine. The four large numbers of your home screen clock stare back at you.

12:00 am

January 1st

You've missed the countdown.

Your stomach drops as the plane starts on it's gradual descent. It's crazy how when you're up in the sky, everything looks close together. The display of New Year lights is breathtaking, but your heart aches.

Can he see the fireworks too?

You can see it now: he's at the New Year's party with a big, handsome smile on his face, laughing with his friends. he must be so happy. And he must be having the best time. Listening to live music and drinking overpriced spirits at the venue.

there are a few strands of sparkly confetti in his spiked hair. He must look so handsome in the outfit you picked out for him.

Your matching one sits unused in your closet. Maybe you can use it next year…

You are pulled from your vivid imagination when the plane touches down on the asphalt roughly, the cabin shakes, And luggage compartments fly open, but thankfully, nothing flies out.

It skirts down the runway, leaving your stomach somewhere a few hundred meters back. Looking out the window at the dark and the sky, the fireworks have stopped, but at least you're home.

People are anxious to get off a plane, standing and rushing to the door with eagerness. They must have someone to meet, too.

From the entrance of the plane, you see one of the stages from earlier grab the intercom.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we have reached our destination. The current time is 12:33 am. We apologize for the delay, but all luggage from connecting flights will be arriving at 3 pm the next day due to travel. If you have any questions in regard to lost luggage or of damaged items, please contact our customer support hotline available on our website. Thank you for flying with us."

A few other passengers groan, but you were expecting this. You unplug your phone charger from your seat outlet and shove the white-coated wire into the front pocket of your backpack.

After one final sweep of the plane, you stand ready to get off of this thing, ready to be home, ready to see him later today.

It's funny how the people who had been so eager to get off the plane just seconds ago now decide to be unbearably slow as they walk through the gate and into the terminal. Your little carryon trails behind as you walk through the airport. Riding shuttles, climbing escalators, and dodging those little golf cart things that drive down the center of the walkway.

Exhaustion weighs on your travel-torn mind, And you walk as if you are in your own little world.

You don't even notice that someone is calling your name…

A gentle hand reaches out and grabs your sweatshirt-clad shoulder. You are brought out of La La Land and back to reality as your lidded eyes meet olive green, and for a moment, you are speechless.

"Hajime?" you breathe, too shocked to say the usual 'I missed you stuff' as you lunge forward and cling to him in a heartfelt embrace. "What are you doing here?"

He holds you tightly, pushing you into his broad chest. Oh, how you've missed those muscles.

The soft fabric of his hoodie cushions your face far better than any pillow you used these past few weeks away. "Do you really think I would want to spend the New Year with anyone else?"

"How long did you-?" you ask, your jaw dropping in surprise when you take the time to take in his attire. His dryer-faded Aoba Johsai sweatshirt and blue-gray checkered pajama pants were certainly not NYE party attire.

Where is the sharp-looking black dress shirt and champagne tie?

"I was already on my way to the airport when you called earlier." he chuckles stubbornly. His calloused fingers rub little circles into your back. "Did you really think I would just go and leave you here to fend for yourself?"

"But the party-"

"Wouldn't have been the same without you." he lovingly interrupts you and tilts his chin downwards to meet your eyes. "Once I told the others that your flight got delayed, they knew there was no chance I was going to be at that party."

"And???" you ask, knowing that there is always more to the story with him.

He smiles brilliantly, and you feel yourself falling in love all over again. "So instead, we are gonna go home, get some decent rest, and meet them for brunch tomorrow."

"Sounds perfect." Your heartbeat slows and although you are still standing in the arrivals gate of the airport- you feel like you're home at last.

"Hey," he looks down at you through his thick brows tenderly. "There's something I gotta say before anyone else does."

"What is it?" In confusion, you cock your head to the side?

"Happy New Year," he murmurs, the love he has for you coating his words like powdered sugar on the roof of your mouth.

"Happy New Year Hajime."

His fingers tiptoe around your waist and pull you close. "It may not be midnight, but I still want that New Year's Kiss?"

It may be 12:53 am on January 1st, but who are you to care when his Carmex-dusted lips meet yours.

This is your midnight moment on the ground.

Gone is the Baggage claim and grouchy travelers as fireworks ignite all around you as you fall under his spell. Greedy for more of these moments that are sure to come with this New Year

Tagging: @enchantedforest-network

#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #hajime x reader #haikyuu iwaizumi #iwaizumi hajime #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #Hajime iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x reader #x reader

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butchsophiewalten · 10 months

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FINDJACKWALTEN 6/29/23 UPDATE #2 WALKTHOUGH

Findjackwalten updated last night! To properly understand the content of this update, you'll probably wanna check out these other posts on the 6/27/23 update: [HERE] and the 6/29/23 update #1: [HERE] if you haven't seen them already.

This one's a fucking Doozy. The main page has updated to a full on Jack Walten Takeover.

Most of the existing page has been put under a red filter, and images of Jack and Rosemary (cut off in this screenshot) Walten have appeared. The 'page under construction!' text has changed to read "CLOSED PERMANENTLY. (effect:072074)", the second half of that being the date Bon's Burgers shut down. The play button present in the site's previous incarnation is still here, but now plays various Christmas carols, rather than Battle Hymn of The Republic, starting with Silent Night.

The "CONTACT & INFORMATION" button that became clickable earlier in the day still leads to an unchanged /0714-74 page.

The "MEET BON!" button that also became clickable earlier in the day leads to a /mynameis-bon but with Bon himself now missing.

The most significant update has been to /caretakerlibrary, which now contains four new audios from Richie.

Our first new Richie audio, Richie 3, is titled "AUD06-27-74opnn-nights" meaning it's dated for the 27th of June, 1974. The "opnn-nights" referring to it being the night before Bon's Burgers opening day. I've roughly transcribed this audio as follows:

Another day, another dollar, as they always say! Sorry- sorry, dude- just ignore that, I don't know- I don't know what I was doing, okay, uh, forget it. Yeah- yeah! Uh, tomorrow's the big day! You excited? Uh, Boss gave me some instructions to give you for today. So, uh- get those in a second. Uhm, I needed to- wanted to say I uhm, I put the chairs down. That, y'know, next to the tables, so uh, just- save you the hassle of having to do tha- having to do that tomorrow morning, so you're welcome. Uhm, uh, if you can, keep an eye on the uhh, the- whatchamacallit, Poker maze? It's, uh, pretty easy for kids to get lost in there. So, y'know, just, don't want anything to- anything like that happening. Just, uh, y'know, pop in like every minute or so, just make sure there's no kids crying, screaming, y'know. Actually, don't get lost in there yourself, either. You're still a teen, right? How old are you again? That's- doesn't matter, whatever, you'll be fine. Uh, don't worry about it. Unlock the generator room, uh, clean the bathrooms- especially the men's bathroom, more on that later. Uhh, right, right, right! Uh, keep the main stage curtains closed. Uh, for the time being, we uh, we transferred Sha to the secondary stage for this week, so she'll be next to Boozoo. The uh, Bon animatronic won't be performing this week, uh, he's uh- they- they gotta do an extra week of maintenance on him. So, that's a shame, but nothing we can't fix. Uh, luckily we do have a- uh, a costume! A, uh, Bon costume! Uhm, the uh, sister company gave it to us a while ago. So, y'know, if you wanna earn some, uh, extra bucks, you might wanna pop in that thing. Dance around, tell some jokes, whatever. Uh, Felix will probably tell you what to do, they're kids, they're stupid anyway, they won't notice. Uhm, just- try ignore the smell. Right, uh, that, uh- that reminds me. Uhm, uh- apparently, uhm, apparently some employee might've, uh, might've been, uh. Smoking pot. In the men's bathroom. Uh, so, uhm, just, just- um. Y'know, don't mind the smell, if you, uh, keep the windows open, just try and freshen up the place. Uh, make sure Felix doesn't notice. Uh- I- uh, wouldn't want whoever that was to, y'know, get in trouble. If, uh, if they did smoke pot in there, which I doubt. But, y'know, just in case. So, uh, yeah! That's it, goodnight.

The next audio, Richie 4, is titled "AUD07-01-74BCKSTG-DAY", meaning it was recorded on the 1st of July, 1974. I've transcribed it as follows:

Hey man! Okay, so, uh, we got some good news, and some bad news. So I'll start with the good news! So, uh, Boss is happy! He said we did good work- said we did good work on the first week. You did a good job with the Bon costume actually, I was surprised. I actually got it all recorded on film, so, uh, if you want, I can show that to you next week. Or, I could use it to blackmail you at some point in the future? Kidding, kidding, kidding. Uh, nah, I wouldn't do that. Uh, um, oh yeah, uh! I bet you're happy to hear: Bon will be back on stage by tomorrow! Yeah, uh, Felix set it up himself, so uh, maybe they worked out their differences after all! Sorry, just, trying to make a joke. Um, right, ah, okay onto the, uh, the not so good news. Uh, so, um, we- uh, we have a- um. We have a associate. I- uh, I believe she does the, uh, art for the restaurant. Um, she's been coming in a lot lately, she keeps going on about like, her, uh, husband or something. She's not well. Um, to put it lightly, I- I don't wanna sound mean, but. She, uh, there's something wrong with her. And, and uh, I- I believe you know her? Uhm, like, um, you've been talking to her whenever she comes in, um. I- I appreciate it, I appreciate it, right? Um, and I'm glad you are, y'know, helping her. Uh, but, mmn. How do I say this? Um, she's been- uh, she's been, uh, let go out of the company yesterday, and uh, so, it's now a company policy that if a former employee makes any sort of drama inside the restaurant, uhm, they'll be permanently banned from entering, so. Uh, if- if you see her again, tell her to keep quiet. It's, um, Boss' orders. Uhm, I'm sorry if that- I'm sorry if that's insensitive, um. Okay. Okay, uh, lighter note: nobody got lost in the maze! So, good job! Uh, you're a natural! Or whatever. Uhm, uh, okay, on with the, uh, bad news, I guess. More bad news, uhm. The backstage is now locked for the week. Um, I asked staff for explanations and they refused to elaborate, so um. Ba- uhm, Banny will be off the stage for a few days, uh, so, keep the curtain on Banny's stage closed. Uhm, what else? Oh, uhm, all of the, uh, animatronics must be sent to the men's bathroom at night, instead of backstage. So, uh, yeah! Uh, let me know how you've been. Um, I had a blast last week. I will say, uh, you make a really good cook! I'll tell you that. So um, yeah, see you tomorrow then. Goodnight!

The next audio, Richie 5, is titled "AUD07-12-74LLY-NIGHTS", meaning it was recorded on the 12th of July, 1974. The second part of this title likely is "Lily nights" and refers to Lily's birthday party. I have transcribed the audio as follows:

Uh, hola amigo! Is that how you s- is that how you say it? Agh, I never knew how to say it. Uh, yeah! Uh, good things are happening, my friend. Uh, the- the backstage is still locked. Uh, but! The, uh, the generator room is where we sh- should be, uh- should be keeping the robots for now. Right- uh, we actually, uh, we actually have a new one. Uh, agh, what's the name, what's the name? Bob- uh, Bobby the clown! Buh- buh- Billy the clown! Billy- ah- yeah, Billy. He, uh, just arrived yesterday, actually. Um, top of the line technology, man, I'll tell you. I- I was messing with their, uh, little radio thing all day. Uh, Bon seems to be working fine now. Uh, his- his, uh- his gloves keep falling off? Like, uhm- not gloves, uh, what- what're they called? Uhm, blue hand thing- y'know, the suit, uhm. And it's revealing the mech underneath. Uh, so just, uh, be careful with like, the hands and stuff. Okay, whatever, uhm. The, uh, oh yeah, we have a birthday party coming up! A birthday party on the, uh, the tw- no, uh, fourteenth? Yeah, the fourteenth. Uh, we're going to be using the, uh, Billy robot. It's actually, um, the daughter of one of our associates, uhm. Augh, what was the name? Forgot the name, doesn't matter. So yeah, uh, we gotta m-make it look extra good, okay? Uh, I might even come over, y'know, show up in the Bon costume myself. I dunno, we'll see how it goes. Uh, well, if you show up, actually, we could, y'know, stay smokin' in the arcade area? You smoke, right? Ah, whatever. Um, yeah! Look forward to seeing you there. Take care, man!

The last audio, Richie 6, is titled "AUD07-20-74CLSD-MRNING", meaning it was recorded on the 20th of July, 1974, the day Bon's Burgers shut down. Transcribed, it reads as follows:

C'mon, man, where the hell have you been? Some big shit happened, alright!? Whuh- we're- we're sh'down! It's fucking bad, dude, we are SHUTTING DOWN! We're DONE! We're fucking DONE, Alright? Augh, god, I- I- I clocked in last night, right? Some staff were still in the restaurant, right? It's all good, it's all okay. FOUR IN THE MORNING, I get a call from NORMAN, right, telling me the cops BROKE INTO THE PLACE, right? Some call about, like, SCREAMING inside the fucking restaurant? Whole neighborhood was freaked out. They- uh- they checked the place, most doors were locked so they just shrugged it off, anyway. There- there's nobody inside. But, uh, Norman's shutting us down! He said the- the- the scene it caused is humiliating. Alright, everyone's outside the fucking restaurant, claiming that somebody got killed! It's fucking BAD, man. Agh, he gave us, uh, THREE DAYS, we have three days to shut everything down. Ugh, sorry, oh god. Sorry, it's been a fucking crazy night. Uh, there is, uh, the bo- sorry. Uh, the Boss came up with a new plan, alright? He hasn't shared it with CyberFun yet. But, uh, long story short, we gotta take all the fucking items from this place and put them in a truck and take 'em to the storage place somewhere. Tha- he didn't say where. It- uh- it's BIG fucking money, dude, alright? It'll only take a few days. Uh, you in? Also, uh, just for the record, don't- don't tell this to anyone, okay? See you tomorrow, then. See you tomorrow, man. I'll be there at six, Bon's.

Revisiting the main page, the new Silent Night audio contains a peculiarity that might go unnoticed.

If you listen for long enough (a little more than four minutes), you can hear backwards text-to-speech audio overlaid on top of the end of The First Noel. When reversed, this speech can be heard as such:

Transcribed, this audio reads as follows:

"[We] here at BSI apologize for the confusion regarding the shocking scene from last night. Apparently, screams for help were heard inside our installations. Thanks to the help of the Brighton police department, this has been confirmed as a hoax and that nobody has been harmed inside our restaurant. Nevertheless, for budget reasons, we are shutting our doors until further notice. Thanks for joining us on this small adventure. Kindly, the Bunny Smiles family."

#the walten files #sorry this is such a long post there's just so much audio and i needed to write it ALL down

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94badbye · 2 months

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Gotham mourns the day of Jason's death, and Tim Drake should too, but he can't.

It's a day of pain and sorrow in many, many ways. Bruce wakes up earlier and leaves earlier, and Alfred speaks softly and quietly, as if there's real grief in the air.

(There is. Tim knows. He remembers finding out about Robin, about Jason Todd, and then realizing the bitter truth behind it all. Robin is dead.)

In the beginning, people used to call Jason a street kid, a rat. Tim's memory has always been fantastic, and he remembers people's harsh words about that young, young boy, and how Bruce Wayne was fraternizing with poverty, while others were kinder, gentle and sweet, because if even a rich man like Bruce can do such a thing, then there's still hope. It was stupid, and Tim still can't understand how people can be so shallow.

Such a young boy, and Mr. Wayne was a hero by adopting him, by taking him under his wing, by treating him like his son.

It's been months, and yesterday Wayne Enterprises made a big donation to some shelters of homeless kids that is definitely going to be in the news, something about Bruce Wayne remembering his dead son's life.

Bruce took the day off.

It's weird. Every year, Bruce will mourn like Jason was just killed again.

Maybe. Maybe the Jason Todd he knows really is dead forever, and this version of him is what was left, something different and twisted.

If Tim tries hard enough, he can feel the scar on his scalp, the ugly pattern on his skin, close to his nape. And he can hear the shouts. And the screams. And the sound of broken glass being stepped on. Everywhere. And blood blood blood, a red mask standing over him, fists clenched and hoarse voice.

He feels like throwing up when he thinks about it. It's kind of hidden in his mind, but not exactly—a blurry memory.

Sometimes, he closes his eyes and has a flashback of a bloody uniform. A memoir. The uniform of a young soldier.

For some reason, the second Robin was known for being ruthless. Sometimes, in the past but not that long ago, Bruce would call Tim by Jason's name, and wouldn't even notice his mistake. Tim wouldn't correct him either.

Today, on day of Jason's death, Red Hood is nowhere to be found.

Big boots, strong arms, a gun. Sticky blood.

Replacement, Replacement, Replacement.

Now, they're in the Batcave, high-tech equipment everywhere around them. Tim is standing but Bruce is sitting down, typing something in one of the computers, because a day off as Gotham's bachelor doesn't mean a day off as Batman.

"B," Tim says. Soft but not too soft, because Tim isn't supposed to talk about today, not like that, not like it's easy.

Robin was created to save and to smile, never to suffer or to die.

"Hm."

"Are you okay with patrolling on your own?"

Say no, so I'll stay. Please. I'll sleep here, in my room, and we'll wake up tomorrow like this day never happened.

Please.

"Of course. You should go, Tim. It's late."

Never too late. He wants to stay. Bruce is big and tall and Tim wants to hug him and tell him about the scar that is never going to fade away and the blood and the glass.

Look what he did to me. I mourned too, but look what he did.

Anger is something no Robin should feel, and yet—

Tim's cheeks are suddenly warm and he looks away from Bruce.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Alfred can give you some food so you can eat when you get home."

"I'm not hungry. And I can cook, you know?"

Blue eyes, just like Tim's and Jason's, but Jason's are also kind of green. Tim wonders how much of a father figure Bruce used to be—did he buy Jason books and toys and watch movies with him? Did Jason have nightmares just like Bruce still has? If so, did Bruce hold him through it?

Tim's parents are traveling. They're coming back next month.

Bruce isn't there to hold him when he wakes up in the middle of the night, but why would he be anyway?

And Tim knows Bruce asks his next question more because he needs to than because he wants to, "You know you can stay the night whenever you want, right?"

Even tonight?

"Yeah. Yeah, I know, B. But I have school tomorrow, so… I should—I should go. See you tomorrow, kay?"

Tim doesn't even talk to Alfred about the food. He just leaves.

#batfamily #drabble #ao3 #tim drake #jason todd #bruce wayne #i wrote this a long time ago but never really finished it #english is not my first language #94badbye writes

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jebewonmorelike · 1 year

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Seungie Tokki

wc: 2.1k pronouns: none used; n/a warnings: some swearing; lots of fluff; gyuvin, ricky and yunseo large features lol summary: seungeon and bestfriend!reader are obviously in love with each other. will the other '04 yuehuaz be able to finally get them together? ~bp masterlist~ ♡ ~kofi (no pressure at all)~ guys this one is so good lmao. was requested to make a fluffy friends-to-lovers seungeon x reader, but ended up writing iconic comedy quartet '04 yuehuaz instead... luckily, both goals were accomplished so i hope you enjoy :)

"Aw, thank you Seungie!" You coo, taking the little blue and white polka-dotted stuffed bunny from Seungeon's hands. You examine it, turning it around a few times before holding it up to his face. "Doesn't it kind of look like him?"

Gyuvin snorts. "Spitting image."

Seungeon glares at the taller boy, who runs to hide behind Yunseo. "Do you want to die?"

"Now that I think of it," Yunseo poses, smirking as he rubs his chin thoughtfully between two fingers, "isn't it a bit too obvious that you're giving (Y/N) a stuffed animal that looks like you?"

Seungeon blushes furiously and you figure that being falsely accused by his friends of harboring romantic feelings for you for the umpteenth time is as good of a cause as any for embarrassment.

You shake your head. "Come on, guys. Seungeon and I have been friends for years. If he was interested in me, wouldn't you think he'd have done something about it by now?"

"Yeah, you would think; wouldn't you?" Gyuvin replies, stepping out cautiously from behind Yunseo to give Seungeon a pat on the back.

Seungeon sighs. "I'm sorry these idiots followed me along on my walk. I didn't mean to take up your lunch break with their," he narrows his eyes at the two lanky boys beside him. "... Buffoonery."

You laugh, taking a step closer to your friend and pulling him in for a hug. "It's really okay. I'm bored all day here anyway so I really appreciate the company actually. Come back whenever you want!"

Gyuvin and Yunseo grin satisfactorily, the darker-haired boy announcing, "Okay, see you tomorrow!"

"We are not coming back here tomorrow!" Seungeon protests, smacking Yunseo on the arm. "My team is practicing during this time tomorrow."

Gyuvin chuckles. "He didn't say you were invited."

Seungeon rubs his face with his hands in frustration. "That's it. We're leaving now."

"Thanks for coming, Seungie," you say with a smile, checking your phone quickly to see how much time you have left for your lunch break. "Will you come again soon?"

Your friend stares back at you unblinkingly, only nodding slowly at your request.

You swallow nervously, involuntarily biting your lip as you add:

"Good. Cause I miss you."

"Cool," Gyuvin mocks to Yunseo as Seungeon trails behind him down the sidewalk. "(Y/N) said 'I miss you' and he replied... 'Cool'."

Seungeon lets out an exasperated cry.

"Not to mention the googly eyes he was making before that," Yunseo adds. "He went from cartoon hearts flying out of his eyes to 'cool'. A tragic overcorrection if I've ever seen one.

"Damn. And he's been acting like this for years and (Y/N) hasn't caught on yet?" Gyuvin shakes his head disbelievingly.

Yunseo laughs. "They're literally made for each other."

"No, we are not! I don't know how many times I have to tell you guys that (Y/N) and I are just friends. Neither of us are harboring secret romantic feelings for each other," Seungeon exclaims annoyedly, catching up to his friends and pushing his way in between them.

"Oh, come on, Seungie," Gyuvin replies, rolling his eyes at the shorter boy. "

"Yeah, we saw you stand there for twenty minutes trying to grab that specific toy and then when you managed to win a different one first, you literally threw it at the kid in line behind you and shouted, 'TAKE IT! JUST TAKE IT!'" Yunseo recounts.

Seungeon shrugs sheepishly. "It was a purple bunny. (Y/N) would never want a purple bunny."

"Now, remind me Yunseo, did he traumatize the kid before or after he put the purple bunny in a chokehold and whispered, 'This one doesn't look anything like me'?" Gyuvin quips, smacking the back of Seungeon's head. "And who the hell doesn't like purple bunnies?"

"OKAY, FINE!" Seungeon relents, rubbing the spot on his head that Gyuvin had hit. "I did want the blue bunny because it looked a bit like me, yes."

"It actually looked eerily like you," Yunseo says, visibly shivering. "Are you sure that thing wasn't cursed?"

"It's not cursed!" Seungeon protests, throwing his arms down in a tiny tantrum. "I would never give something cursed to the love of my--."

Gyuvin and Yunseo's jaws drop as the words accidentally roll off of their friend's tongue. Seungeon's hand flies to cover his mouth as he realizes what he's just said.

"FINALLY!" Gyuvin shouts, stopping dead in his tracks to jump up and down in celebration.

Yunseo grabs Seungeon's shoulders and shakes him excitedly. "HE ADMITS IT!"

Seungeon's head shakes rapidly as he tries to deny the Freudian slip, but his heart sinks as he realizes its too late to take back now. Gyuvin and Yunseo will never let him hear the end of this.

"You have to say something now," Gyuvin pleads, throwing his arm around Seungeon's shoulders as they continue down the street.

"No, I don't," the shorter boy counters, folding his arms across his chest in defense. "There's no way (Y/N) feels the same way."

Yunseo sighs, throwing his head back in exasperation. "Seungeon, please answer me honestly, is your stupidity willful or are you really this blind?"

Seungeon glares back at him. "What are you trying to say?"

"He's trying to say you're a giant idiot!" Gyuvin says, tossing his empty coffee cup in a trash can.

"Not helpful," Seungeon responds with a frown.

"How are we supposed to help, Seungie?" Yunseo asks rhetorically. "You and (Y/N) are so obviously in love witch each other and you refuse to believe it. You are clearly beyond help."

Seungeon's brow furrows confusedly. "You--... You think (Y/N) feels the same way?"

Just then, Seungeon feels his phone vibrate in his pocket. He pulls it out to see a message notification from you.

Look, Seungie Saram! Seungie Tokki is alerting me when new customers enter the store from his post on top of the espresso machine. He's doing a good job, don't you think?

Attached is a picture of the little blue and white polka-dotted bunny sitting on top of one of the coffee machines at your shop. Seungeon's phone falls from his hands as he clutches his heart at the adorable sight and Gyuvin lunges to catch it in his freakishly large palm.

After he reads your message and gags, he passes the phone to Yunseo who gags as well.

"That's it," Yunseo announces, tucking the phone back into Seungeon's pocket. "You're going back there tomorrow and you're asking (Y/N) out once and for all."

"You're putting a lot of faith in the hope that he'll make it to tomorrow," Gyuvin quips with a snort, both of the boys turning to look at Seungeon who is miming out a whole conversation with you as the other boys talk. "See? He's going insane as we speak."

"I'll do it," Seungeon exclaims suddenly, an excited grin spreading across his face. "I'll ask (Y/N) out tomorrow!"

"Holy shit," Gyuvin whispers in awe. "We fixed him."

Yunseo laughs, patting Gyuvin on the shoulder. "Now we can work on fixing you."

"Seungie!" You greet happily as your friend walks through the door of your coffee shop the next day with his friends again. "I thought you had to practice today?"

"Oh, uh..." Seungeon fumbles, eyes locked on the Seungie Tokki plushy facing the door from the top of the espresso machine. "I bartered my temporary freedom in exchange for bringing my whole team coffee."

You laugh, following his gaze up to the bunny toy. "He's my guard rabbit. Much less expensive than a real security system."

"And much less effective," Gyuvin mumbles, pulling out his wallet. "Can I get an iced Americano?"

"It's (Y/N)'s lunch break!" Seungeon scolds. "I'm already about to order six iced coffees as it is..."

"Then what's four more?" Ricky scoffs. "I'm only here in the first place because you promised to buy me coffee today."

"Good to know your support is entirely dependent on material gain," Seungeon replies with a glare.

"Support?" You ask, head tilting to the side cutely. "Why do you need support?"

All of the boys' heads snap back to you quickly, as if they'd already forgotten that you were standing there.

"Um," Yunseo responds awkwardly, grabbing Ricky and Gyuvin by the backs of their shirts and pulling them towards a booth in the corner of the shop. "We're gonna sit over here."

You sigh, attention returning to your friend. "Your friends get weirder every day."

"Tell me about it," Seungeon agrees, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck. "Sorry to ask you to make all this coffee when you're supposed to be resting."

You shake your head. "Don't worry about it. I'm closing early today anyway since it gets too slow on Tuesday evenings to justify staying open."

"Oh," Seungeon replies, nodding slowly as you make your way back behind your counter and start to prepare the coffee orders. "So are you saying you're free tonight?"

You laugh, holding a cup underneath the espresso machine spout. "Yeah, I am. Why? No way you're not busy. You're always busy now."

You watch as Seungeon's face falls. "I'm sorry," he says sadly. "The show has me on such a tight schedule."

You shake your head. "It's not your fault! I'm proud of you, ya know? I just miss you is all."

Someone coughs loudly from the back booth and Seungeon turns around to glare at his friends for being rowdy.

"Cool," Seungeon replies in the exact same fashion he had the day before. He shakes his head. "No, I mean--."

"He means he misses you too!" Gyuvin shouts.

Seungeon presses his lips together awkardly. "Uh, yeah. That is what I meant."

"No, no. What he actually means is that he really misses you. He spent twenty minutes at a claw machine yesterday trying to win you that ugly ass bunny that looks like him, because he wanted to give you something that reminds you of him," Yunseon explains further.

"Well, I don't think you had to say it was ugly--," Seungeon says but he's interrupted by his blonde friend.

"Seungeon is in love with you," Ricky announces definitively, looking up from his phone only when he doesn't hear anyone reply. As the other boys glare at him, he just shrugs. "What? It's true. Isn't that the whole reason we're here? Right, Seungie?"

Seungeon's head falls to his hands. "What a disaster," he groans, before taking note of your silence and looking back up at you cautiously.

Your eyes are wide as you blink back at your friend. "Is that all true?"

He grimaces, before nodding slowly. "Yeah."

A small smile surfaces on your face as you process the confession. "So, what you're saying is... I can actually bring this bunny home and put it on my bed and not feel weird about it?"

"Oh my god," you hear Gyuvin whisper in awe.

Seungeon's eyebrows raise in shock. "I--... Um... Yes. Yes! Absolutely. Yes, you can totally do that. I would be so honored if--."

"And can you get out of practice tonight for a bit?" You ask, packing the coffees into a cupholder tray. "We can go to dinner and you can tell me how you feel without all of your tall friends' commentary."

Seungeon nods vigorously. "Yes. Yes I'd love to ditch my tall friends and sell my soul to my team to have dinner with you."

The rest of the boys stand up from the booth they're at and make their way to you and Seungeon at the counter. Gyuvin wraps his arm around Seungeon's shoulder.

"He's all grown up now," he says, picking up one of the coffee trays. "Please invite us to the wedding."

"I think Dongyeol will let you out of practice for the sake of love," Yunseo says, picking up another tray. "Just be thankful Park Hanbin isn't your leader this week."

Ricky grabs one of the coffees out of Yunseo's tray and pokes a straw in it right away. "We're gonna fix Gyuvin next, right?"

"Okay, everybody keeps saying that and I just don't understand how you could want to fix perfection," Gyuvin replies, giving you a wave as they shuffle out the door and onto the street-- leaving you alone with Seungeon.

"So, uh," he says, picking up the last coffee tray from the counter. "I'll see you around 8?"

You nod, chewing your cheek to keep yourself from grinning like an idiot. "Yeah. 8 is good."

He nods also, walking toward the door and pushing it open. "Make sure Seungie Tokki gets a premium space on your bed."

"I'll send you a picture," you say, unable to hide your smile now.

He laughs. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"See you later, Seungie," you respond with a wave.

"Can't wait, (Y/N)."

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 1 year

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can you make one smut with matt murdock where reader is his neighbor and has a crush on him but is pretty straight forward, baking cookies for him, always trying to touch him and flirting (even foggy noticed) with him but he tries to control himself (elektra just died). then one night they're talking and she confesses that she's attracted to him and asks if she can kiss him then they have sex

I love this!! sorry I think I overdid it, I couldn’t stop writing😭thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

roof-side to bed-side (matt murdock x f reader)

wc || 1.8k (sorry)

warnings || 18+ only. smut, p in v, light choking, aftercare. no use of y/n. minors dni

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At night you often liked to sit on the rooftop and gaze at the city below, you loved to people-watch. But usually, you’d come up to clear your head, especially if you’ve had a shit day. You have a thing for your neighbour across the hall, you have for quite some time now, but no matter how many hints you dropped, he just didn’t seem interested. One-sided relationships were your least favourite thing, it made you feel pathetic to pine over someone who clearly isn’t interested. So now, you were sat alone and cold on the rooftop with your inappropriate thoughts towards your neighbour.

Hearing the fire escape door creak open, your neck snaps around to look at what interrupted your thought train. Is that Matt?

“Hey, what you doing out here?” Matt asks, walking towards you.

“What are you doing out here?” You ask flipping the question.

“I like to come out here to get some air… you’re in my spot.” He smirks at you, now a couple of feet apart.

“I’m sorry.” You blurt, moving to the side.

“No no- I’m kidding…” grinning widely at you. His hand attaches to your wrist, gently pulling you back. “So, what you doing out here?”

“Just getting some air.”

He pauses for a moment, looking as though he is thinking. “What’s on your mind?”

“Nah, nothing.” You deflect, almost brushing him off.

“You sure?” Sweetly smiling at you.

“No.” You laugh, again as if you’re avoiding it.

“Tell me.” He presses, lacing his hand into yours.

Looking down at your hand, feeling slightly befuddled. You felt so confused. Over the months of you flirting with him, he could be so clueless, but at other times he’d be right on it. For example, right now, he’d do these things that showed you he was interested, but tomorrow he’d be utterly oblivious. You really wanted him, and you did not know how to go about it.

Just now realising you had taken a rather long pause, turning to see a worried look on Matt’s face.

Clearing your throat. “Do you like me?”

Awkwardly laughing, “Of course I like you.”

“No- but… do you like me-like me?” You anxiously ask.

He doesn’t respond, he just makes a weird murmur, like he’s stuttering. His face was still and blank.

You couldn’t help but feel like you’ve ruined things. “I gotta go.” You say, turning around to walk away.

His hand urgently clasps at your arm. “No, don’t go.” A slight pang in his words.

You felt like melting.

“I’ve- um… okay, I like you, a lot. It’s just… my kind of ex-girlfriend passed away a little while ago… we weren’t together but we were, but we weren’t- I don’t know, it’s complicated. I’m trying to, yknow move on, but…” A sad but hopeful smile on his lips.

Suddenly it all made sense. “You take as much time as you need, it’s okay Matt. I understand- I really do.” You sweetly reassure, comfortingly stroking his arm.

“Is that why you’ve been baking me so many cookies the last couple of months? Because you like me?” Changing the subject and cracking a smile.

“No.” You laugh. “Maybe.”

“Well, they tasted great anyway.” He looks away to smile. But you notice it, making your own grin even bigger.

“Thank you.” You cutely reply. You wanted to be respectful and you didn’t want to pry any further, especially as he had just told you something so personal. You felt like now was a good ending point for the night, deciding that you should excuse yourself and keep things friendly. “I think I’m gonna turn in, it’s too cold out here.”

“Yeah, me too, I don’t know how you’ve been out here so long.” Wryly chucking.

Snickering to yourself as you walk towards the exterior fire escape stairs. “I’ll see you soon… neighbour.”

“Wait- where you going?”

“Home.”

“Don’t go that way, it’s not safe. Come this way.”

“Doesn’t that go into your apartment?” You ask, laughing awkwardly.

“Yeah but it’s safer, come on.” Ushering you over.

He opens the door for you, allowing you to walk in first. His chivalry made your smile impossibly bigger.

“Door down the hallway?” You ask.

“Yeah right at the bottom.” Following behind you.

Opening the door you turn to face him, offering a friendly hug. When you pull apart you just now realise just how pretty his lips were. “May I kiss you?” You ask with confidence that confused you.

He nods as he takes a step closer, you place gentle hands on his face and sweetly kiss his cheek.

Noticing Matt’s confused face, you step back and you couldn’t help but feel that it made him uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry, was that weird?”

“No.” He says with a smirk.

“No?”

“Nhm hm.” Shaking his head no, sliding his hands to the side of your face to cup your cheeks. “May I kiss you?”

Eagerly nodding.

Holding your head, he pulls you in closer. Softly brushing his lips over yours, angling your face to meet his better. Sweetly caressing your lips, knees turning to jelly as you melt into the kiss. It’s felt like everything you’ve ever wanted.

He breathlessly parts away to allow you both a second to breathe before he attaches his lips back to yours, desperately working over them. A hand slides to your waist, tugging you closer as he kicks the door shut with his foot. Keeping his mouth glued to yours as he pulls you further into his apartment.

Separating for a second to take everything in. “I really want you.”

“You sure?” You considerately ask.

“Yes.” Instantly replying.

“Good, because I do too.” Latching your lips back to his, allowing him to lead you into his bedroom.

Your involuntary whimpers against his lips made him groan from the back of his throat, holding your face tighter as his tongue urgently brushed over your lips. Tugging at each others clothing until you both were in your underwear. He gently pushes you back on the side of the bed, laying you down. Leaning over you as he stands between your legs, loosely gripping the side of your neck as he kisses up it. Both panting at the incessant need between each of your legs.

You could feel his hard-on rub against your fabric-covered pussy, the way he ground himself into you made it harder to breathe straight. Letting out strangled whines as he kisses under your jaw.

His hands work behind your bra, unclasping it and allowing your tits free. Kissing down your stomach as he stands upright, snaking his fingers into your underwear to tug them off, throwing them into the pile of your other clothing. Slipping his own underwear off and kicking them away. Stroking himself a couple of times before pushing his head through your folds, rubbing your slick around with his shaft.

The contact felt amazing and Matt knew, smirking down at you as he tapped his tip on your clit a couple more times. Aligning himself with you and gently working himself in. Hovering back over you to desperately kiss your lips.

He allows you a few moments to adjust before he pulls himself out to enter you again, bottoming out. He filled you so perfectly like he was moulded from the heavens just for you. With those few strokes alone, he’s made you feel more pleasure than any other man has before.

Matt leans over to cage you in, his fingers tangled around the back of your neck with his thumbs holding under your jaw, keeping your chin angled up. He kisses harshly up the soft skin, as his hips buck, gliding himself in and out of you. His thrusts draw out heavy whimpers from your parted lips.

“You sound so fucking pretty right now.” He husks against your skin.

That little comment made you tingle all over, no guy had ever told you that before and it made you realise just how much you really did like Matt. Wrapping your legs over his hips to pull him in closer.

“I like you.” You whimper between shortened breaths.

“I like you.” Whispering into your ear and kissing under it.

“I like you.”

“I like you.” He smiles against your lips before brashly kissing them. His hips wind into yours as his thrusts become more precise.

His grip around the back of your neck moves round to the front, clasping his hands around your throat as he continues to ram into all the right spots. Perfectly hitting them all with the right amount of pressure and speed.

The fact that he wasn’t afraid to grunt or groan made you flutter all over, the way he wasn’t ashamed turned you on even more than you thought was possible.

“You keep doing that- and I won’t last.” He softly moans into your mouth.

“Doing what?”

“That.” He grunts shortly.

You didn’t even realise that you were doing it, but you were clamping around him. The way you’d tense and flutter around him made it harder for him to hold off. So you test it one more time, wanting to tease him. You clamp your walls around him, looking up and watching the way his eyebrows tugged together.

His grip on your neck tightens as he ploughs into you a little harder, he could tell by the way you reacted earlier that you loved to be choked, so he uses that as a way to tease you and get back at you for tightening around him.

You could feel your release approaching and as your orgasm built you tightened around him, contracting around his cock. Your climax drew out Matt’s, he fucks into you hard, dragging out both of your releases. His forehead rests against yours as stifled moans fall from each of your mouths.

He starts to slow down, gently pushing into you to allow you both a second to catch your breath.

“Shit- I’m so sorry.” He stiffens, almost coming back to earth and realising he came inside of you.

“Don’t worry, I’m on the pill.” You reassure stroking over his cheeks.

“You are?” He questions, kissing you softly before pulling himself out of you with a groan.

Letting out an accidental whine at the newfound empty feeling in between your legs. “Yeah for my periods.”

“Wait there.” Pecking your nose before leaving the room.

He returns with a damp rag, water and a container of cookies. They were the cookies you made for him yesterday.

Matt passes you a bottle of water, you prop yourself up on your elbows to take a sip as Matt cleans you up. He quickly cleans himself up before he searches through his dresser to find you a clean t-shirt, putting it over your head. Throwing on some shirts before taking a seat next to you, holding out the tin box of cookies. You both take one, sitting at the edge of bed enjoying your sweet treat. Everything felt so easy around him like everything just worked. You didn’t need to think of what to say, because the conversation always flowed, it all felt so effortless and you just hoped he felt the same way.

And he did, he was starting to fall for you.

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