#what we got is fine! I just feel they could have been used to explore more elements of the game's worldbuilding

[loveyourownsmiilee]

Like honestly as a Buddie shipper, what the fuck are we supposed to focus on??? What does all of this mean if not Buddie canon???

We get closer than ever this season. There’s a lot of changes in the relationship and how we interact. We’re trying to give the audience what they want.

Well, there’s something brand new for both of us. I can only say that much.

Outside of Christopher, Buck would be the second closest thing that he can have as a relationship.

And then go to Buck and say, 'I trust you with my child, and I see how much you put in for my son; this goes beyond friendship, and I love you to the core. To have that sense of vulnerability is a sense of strength that has been shown.

And the way Eddie navigates that is just kind of a no, that's just who he is. And nothing ruffles my feathers. Even if you break my ankle or maim me, it's fine. That's who he is, and I love him either way. And there's no competition for Eddie.

I don't think that the Buddie fans are wrong.

There is a chemistry there that exists just naturally, so we don't have to try and lean into that or lean away from that. We just let it flow.

Oh, 100%. 100%. I watch certain edits and I think 'Am I Team Buddie?' because there are really talented editors out there. And you know how it is.

Obviously Eddie and Ryan who plays him is obviously an attractive man.

I think with this season 7, we got a lot in store for the audience. You give them what they’ve known and a lot of what they don’t.

There’s a scene in the first episode, where Eddie reveals that he's going — or he mentions a first date, and it in fact ends up being Christopher's first date. And Buck has this moment of "Oh. I thought things were going great with Marisol...' So little moments where I felt like, 'Is there scope to play with Buck?'

They've both become quite embedded in each other's lives. "I think they've kind of bonded and connected on so many levels, whether it be work, their personal lives and then add in that kind of fun dynamic where they clearly do just get on well. I think it's just a nice recipe for a good relationship, however you choose to see it.

There's some really beautiful stuff between him and Eddie and kind of them being open and sharing things with each other that they may have been reluctant to share with—I know how that's going to be taken. But it's true. [They're] there for each other in a very kind of open and nonjudgmental way.

They get to show up for each other in different ways. Moving forward there’s almost like potential for things to come up in a not so great light. But we get to see their friendship persevering, and them being there in ways they didn’t necessarily expect for each other. And I just, it’s a really lovely journey for them this season.

Eddie doesn't really have a sense of direction, so he reaches out for the closest person, and that closest person is Buck.

And Eddie was a mess. I think at that moment, the friendship had a turning point and now has allowed Buck and Eddie to really share as much or whatever they'd want, the scariest things in the world they could share with each other. And we're going to be seeing more of that this season.

As far as [Eddie's] sexuality, I think it's pretty clear that he's tried to fill in this motherly, this wife type role—that's all he knows…"And he's a man [that] first off, he's Catholic. Second off, he's from the military. So those are very straight-edge kind of lifestyles that don't offer too much of exploring. But through the 118, he's had this epiphany each year, like, 'Well, maybe I don't know as much as I thought I did. And maybe I should be exploring a little bit more and maybe I should understand myself a little bit more and even seek a therapist, which is something new for Eddie.

He is actually starting to figure out who he is outside of 'I am an Army man who has a silver badge! ... He's way more than that. He's starting to live in that [feeling] a little bit more, and I think that's freeing to him.

At this point we can’t be reading between the lines or coming to random conclusions when every thing said is so blatantly obvious.

#buddie #ryan guzman #oliver stark #ryliver #LIKE WHAT DOES ALL THIS MEAN #HOW IS IT ALL NOT LEADING TO BUDDIE #yes I’m back with another compilation sue me #thank you for coming to my ted talk

[katlyntheartist]

Knuckle series is out!! Any thoughts? Does it affect your Jojo and Gang au?

Spoilers for the Knuckles series people! Avert your eyes children!

First, let's talk about the things I liked:

- Sonic and Tails were great for as little screen time as they had. And Maddie trying to be patient with Knuckles while also not strangling him was great, haha. As someone who worked at a Daycare, I related to her dealing with kids like Knuckles and Maddie's facial expressions when she was grounding Knuckles were on point. Also THEY HAVE A PLAIN BED FOR TAILS AND A TRUCK BED FOR KNUCKLES AHHHHH!!!!!

-Pachacamac is a Jedi Force ghost? Alright then. I don't know much about this character outside of Sonic X but I thought that he was fine. And Christopher Lloyd does a great job as usual.

-Wade was not terrible. I like how he has some character growth through the series and at the end he isn't a master warrior/fighter. He's still a goofball but now he's thinking things through and using what he has and his current surroundings to his advantage in a fight, and isn't just hiding and waiting for Knuckles to save him. But him breaking out of the cage in episode 4 was a bit ridiculous. What was that cage made of, cardboard? He really should have broken his hand or something.

-I liked the villains but I wish that we got to see them more involved in the story, especially the buyer. Who was menacing for about five minutes and then was crushed to death like, dang 0-0

-NANA WHIPPLE AND KNUCKLES SPINOFF SHOW PLEASE!!

-Knuckles was the best part of the show. He's the strong tough warrior but with a big heart and good intentions, though a bit misguided at times. Idris did a great job, nothing new there.

And now let's get into the things I didn't like:

-The show is %70 Wade bowling story and %30 Knuckles adjusting to earth and his backstory with Pachacamac and his tribe and his connection to the master emerald and everything else that the show should have been about. The Wade sub plot takes up so much time that we don't get to explore Knuckles. I wished that we had gotten to see him learn to appreciate and call Earth his new home instead of him just accepting it at the end. It just felt so rushed.

-Episode four wasn't awful but I didn't care for it. Also you can NOT show us the Flames of Disaster from '06 and not have Silver or Blaze show up. You can't do that >:(

-Knuckles and Maddie didn't get to have a heart to heart conversation which is what I and many others thought that was what the show was building up to. Also he never gets in trouble for running way and we never cut back to seeing Maddie or Sonic and Tails realizing Knuckles is gone, or even Sonic and Tails trying to cover for Knuckles. I get that the CGI was expensive and voice actor and actor schedules might not have worked out for it to happen, but my point still stands.

-Wanda was useless and you could have cut her out and lost nothing. Don't get me wrong, the actress is good but she feels wasted here. Her character is so annoying and serves no purpose other than to be mean to Wade. And why do we have to have the "siblings who hate each other but make up at the end" cliche? I would have liked Wanda more if she was nicer to Wade from the start and if they had a fun sibling bond with each other. Also if she was able to actually use her skills as an FBI agent to at least hold her own against the gang when they attack Nanna Whipple's house. Also the dad needed to be more comedically villainous, he was too generic.

-Like I said the villains here are fine but the Buyer's whole character is to just show up, have a cool robot fight, and die. We don't get to see him be a threat to Knuckles at all, he just appears for the climax and then is offed in a snap. And the two agents were fun but a lot of their dialogue was graining.

-And that leads me to the main problem with the series. The writing. I'm aware that the writers for the main movies didn't work much on this series, except Jeff did do the first episode. Which is why it's the best one. There is no balance between the jokes and the emotional moments. The show is so focused on trying to make you laugh every five minutes that it sacrifices genuine emotional growth for the characters especially for Knuckles. You know, the whole reason for the show existing in the first place. It suffers the same problems that the live action Ton and Jerry movie had, where the main stars weren't allowed to be the main stars of their film. All of the screen time there went to the human characters who weren't interesting or just plain annoying and mean.

And the dialogue for the show teeters back and forth between actually funny/well written and being dangerously close to obnoxious. And kids shows having jokes all the time isn't a problem. Rottmnt and the Lego Movies are both kid properties that fire off a joke every minute but they knew when to cut back and let the emotional moments shine. The jokes in the Knuckles show felt more like they were pandering to four year old's then actually trying to be funny and the emotional moments felt kind of forced.

I don't want to give any of the writers or anyone who worked on this show a hard time. I can see that everyone worked hard and had fun with this. And I had fun too. There were some good moments between Knuckles and Wade and even a few jokes that got me. But the problems I listed above are just to hard for me to ignore. If you liked the Knuckles series then great for you! I'm happy you were able to have a great time! But for me it was just ok.

Not great. But not bad either. 5/10.

Now, about this affecting Jojo and Gang. I think what I'll do is have comic take place a month after the Knuckles series. And use my AU to focus on Knuckles getting accustomed to Earth and learning to call it home. Basically my AU will do what the Knuckles series didn't.

#katlyn talks #knuckles spoilers #knuckles tv show #knuckles series

[angelhound]

i think i have to start over my start over

#it is very strange and unreal to me to treat everyone i meet as trials that may or may not work out instead of like we are now chained #together by the throat because i feel. compassion for them #nothing works out forever and its because i am too liberal w the love giving #idk like theoretically. love can be me staying away from u because u aint act right. and i am doing that a lot lately but it is really odd #idk how to not feel like it means something to touch and be touched #i can explore intimacy deeper than my counterparts have ever before and then .. decide it is not going to work out regardless before i have #exhausted every possible way to make it work until either it Does or we are so sore theres nothing left to do but be done #i dont want to feel like i have this month #being that i am so frustrated with the way other people treat me i dont want to talk to anyone at all #obviously thats not right #but no one has done anything seriously wrong they just dont know what i know yet and therefore want something that i cannot give #and thats fine i really just want them to all succeed. but not by using my hands. it never works that way anyways you cannot do it for #someone. i used to wish i could because i felt deep sorrow for those who were lost. i would not even if you asked now #idk. a lot of my path right now is about experimenting what works and does not so i guess its fine that i keep being half wrong #i got distracted i was talking about. connecting. it still hurts to leave even when its been so short of time #i feel like im giving up on people. but its not my job to pull everyone out of drowning themselves and i cant even #the only true way i can help anyone is to get better and show you how. that is my gift i suppose. falling in holes so i can show u where #they are #allthough at heart i am an advocate of falling in your own holes i think it is a vital part of life and growing. i worded my analogy badly #i meant more… becoming light helps others to see their own. and especially for me i am good at verbal support/advice but i am exploring… #helping people without doing their heavy lifting for them. indirect methods. the more i am honest with myself and the world i hope it will #be meaningful. i want everyone to find it really. i think theres something so wrong with me and if there isnt its more confusing. #to feel the way i do all the time and have that be what is Right because it is so rare to see outside of me #if it is the truth then why is it nowhere else #i am fully aware it presents very narcissistically. to hear me say there is no one like me. or maybe you dont believe me idc. but i know im #not making it up because i was so desperate for my whole life to find someone and its really. not around. idk someone told me i am an #indigo child. but i know someone else who is and they are still … so confined to themselves in a way that i am just not #i gotta end this train of thought i can come to no conclusions if i cant pick a damn topic and rn clearly i cannot #there have been some who have come close to seeing but then they get stuck and i keep going #i hope that is not true forever because it is incredibly isolating to be a guiding star and not a human being

[chaethewriter]

You're dead to me [2]

dad!Jake Sully x human!daughter!reader

In which Jake Sully leaves his life on earth to settle down with the Omatikaya people as Toruk Makto. Having a family that consists of four kids with Neytiri, everything seems to work out just fine, but what if the past comes back for him? And his babygirl is right there in front of him?

warning: english isn't my first language, daddy issues, idk how one lives with zero gravity, barely proofread

Word count: 2,3k

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What actually took six years didn't feel like that to you at all. One moment you closed your eyes as you were put into cryosleep and after what felt like one second passed, you got woken up from your deep slumber. The claustrophobic space you are in makes something inside of you itch. Good thing you were into cryosleep, you couldn't have survived sleeping in this tube every night for six years in a row. Once your tube was pulled out of the wall, you immediately feel yourself floating. So this is what space felt like.

"Drink and eat lots, since you will feel very weak!", a loud voice echoes through the room as one by one everyone left their cryosleep. You float through the room with a smile on your face as you hold onto handles, lockers, anything to keep your balance. An excited scream could be heard from behind you, it was your friend Raja. "You are not dead I see," she jokes as she floats towards you, her arms wide open to invite you in a hug, "this is honestly insane, I can't believe that we are actually doing this!" You wrap your arms around you as you share her excitement, "I know right? We worked so hard for this, I can't believe this is happening." You met Raja on your first day being at the resistance base. She shared her passion for nature with pride and you always admired her for this. A cough is heard behind your back and Raja looks over your shoulder to see who it was, "Seb!" she squeals as she carefully gets out of your hug, floating towards their other friend to engulf him in a hug. You watch as Raja and Seb share their excitement with each other. They really didn't age at all while being in cryosleep, such an interestingly concept it was. You float towards them, holding onto Seb's shoulder to keep your balance and not pass out, because damn they were right. You feel so tired and weak. If you weren't in space right now you probably would have fallen to the floor. Your limbs felt like cooked noodles, you really needed to eat. "The trio is back at it again to cause havoc!!" Seb ruffles your head, your hair tangling in between his fingers as he did so. The three of you were the inseparable trio. While you had a group of friends you hung out with, you three always just stuck together like glue. It may have been the fact you bonded over being reckless warriors, thriving on the thrill and action, or the fact all three of you were top students, but that doesn't matter. Raja and Seb are your partners in crime til death do you all part. The two are engaged in a deep conversation, but you didn't bother to listen or chime in. You wanted to explore, and see what you worked your entire teenagehood for. Grabbing onto the handle against the walls, you made your way towards the huge window, were also most of the crew was floating around. You had to see this for yourself, you had to believe it with your own eyes. What if you were still dreaming?

"Excuse me, Pardon me!", still not used to not having any gravity, you keep bumping into other warriors. A 'watch where you're going!' was screamed your way, but you paid no mind to it as you had more important things to do. Floating past the last person that kept you from seeing outside, your eyes immediately widen at the beauty that lay in front of you. A planet, looking exactly like earth, right in front of you. It was beautiful, the true meaning behind mother nature. You bring your hand towards your cheek to pinch yourself, was this real? Were you truly experiencing this? When you pinched yourself so hard, leaving a red mark on your skin, and you didn't wake up you knew this was real. You were knocked out of your senses pretty quickly, as everyone was told to dress up, eat and get together in the common area. Where that was? No idea, but what you knew is that you were excited as hell. You basically swam through the air towards the lockers, where your supposed gear would be. The sight was probably incredibly silly, you thought, you probably looked like a swimming frog. Yet you didn't care about the stares that were given you. The only thing on your mind was to see Pandora with your own eyes— not out of books, notes you had to read, or drawings. You left without telling Seb or Raja, but you would probably find them, considering you're going to the same destination and those two definitely weren't to miss.

You float past all the lockers with nameplates, looking for your name. You were told that they were in alphabetic order. Last name. You could never escape him, could you? You proceed to float, using the lockers to pull yourself up and speed up towards the lockers that start with 'S'. Upon floating in front of the name that haunted you every day, you sigh and slam the locker open. Clothes sealed in recycled plastic, a pair of shoes, and an oxygen mask. Fortunately, it wasn't those old aquarium-like masks. When you learned about those you thought they were ugly as hell: a head in an aquarium. Those were designed like gas masks. Was that the best way to explain them? They only covered the mouth and nose part to breathe properly, it didn't cover the entire face anymore. You flash a skeptical expression towards the clothes in your arms. They were dark colors, dark colors in a hot amazon-like forest? If it were up to you, you wouldn't have chosen a little more, bare, clothes. For the sweat to at least dry up and not soak in the clothes. "Weird choice of clothes, right?", Raja appeared next to you, out of the blue, making you flinch. You quickly managed to cover it up and compose yourself, "I'm gonna end up looking like a crab while fighting a villain, kind of embarrassing." she laughs at your reply and grabs a hold of your forearm, "come on let's go change. Seb already went to change!" And with that, your friend pulls you with her. Changing your clothes was kind of awkward. The room was a big space where all women changed next to one another. It gave PE class vibes. You felt sticky and disgusting as you changed out of the clothes you wore for six years. Wearing fresh, clean clothes is always better than nothing. The material feels nice against your skin, and very cooling. As you look in the mirror, fixing every detail to look as neat as possible. You roll your sleeves up just a tad bit and tried to loosen the corset-like clothing piece around your upper body. It doesn't look exactly like a corset, but it's one of those clothing pieces that have a corset built into it. The mask is hanging against your hip, ready to be used 24/7 once you stepped foot on Pandora. The pants were a little wide thankfully, enough space to move into. "What is it with the corset though? Who wears a corset while fighting?" "Maybe it's bulletbroof or something?"

After this whole ordeal in the dressing room with some people whining about the clothes being too hot, while others were second guessing if the outfit was nice to fight in, you finally made your way towards this common area. There everyone was awkwardly sitting, what one could call sitting in space. Everyone was given a granola bar to snack on and a sealed bag with a sweet drink in it. You leaned against Seb, as you were too tired to use your strength to hold onto anything. Eating the bar and sipping from the overly-sweetened drink, you listened to the peptalk your superiors were giving you all. It was something about protecting Pandora, RDA and the forest Na'vi, but you really were too tired to listen. It was most likely the talk they did every time before you went into cryosleep. If you missed anything you could just ask Raja or Seb about it.

What almost felt like a decade to you, actually took just a few hours before you finally landed on Pandora. During the landing all, maybe twenty of you in total, were seated as you braced for impact. It wasn't too bad, it was like a plane landing. Before the doors opened, the duffel bags you took with you were placed on your laps. For your instance, the bag with the wrapped katana you got from your lieutenant was handed to you. You put your mask against your face, pressing it down and securing it as you breathe in the oxygen from the earth. Red lights flash through the area you're in with the others as the secured door lowers to the Pandorean ground, revealing the beauty of mother nature. You rise from your seat as your seat belt was already unclasped. Without waiting any longer, you rushed to the outside world in a heartbeat. Watching your surroundings, it seems like you landed on the resistance base. Unlike the RDA base, which you saw during your learning process, this one was more integrated with mother nature rather than destroying it to make space. It was so organic, so natural. A team was already waiting for your arrival, all standing in a row as you lock gazes with a Na'vi. Unlike the things you were taught about Na'vi clothing, this one was wearing human clothes. Could this be what one would call an avatar? The same situation your dad was also in? You start thinking he was your dad, but it didn't look like him at all. You knew avatars were supposed to look like their 'owners'. Even though it was supposed to be your dad's brother's avatar, they were twins. One would ask 'you don't know what your dad's avatar body looks like?', but honestly as you said many times you tried to pull away from the hauntings Jake Sully got you. The insecurities, and issues you got from his betrayal, his departure. It truly hit you like a truck. Questions would pop up like:

Were you enough?

Was there something wrong with you?

Why didn't he come back to you?

You couldn't take talking about your dad's new life. Selfish one may call it, then you were selfish in their eyes. You didn't care. Wanting your dad, is that selfish? Missing your dad, is that selfish? Angry because your dad wanted a new life without you, is that selfish? You yearned for him, yet despised talking about him. That's why you don't know what he looks like, what he is up to. You just know his history: put into the avatar body from his brother to follow military orders. From only caring about getting a paycheck to protecting the natives. He was crowned with the name Toruk Makto as you were taught. Mated to Neytiri te Tskaha Mo'at'Ite, daughter of the Olo'eyktan and Tsahik. When you first heard about this, you felt sick to your stomach. Reality hitting you even harder at age thirteen. It was already bad enough to know your dad left you, but also getting to know that he settled down while you spent your time waiting for him? You remember running out of the classroom when a superior taught you this information. This was also how you got in contact with Raja and Seb. They comforted you while everyone else thought of you as weird, weak. They were the first people, besides the superiors that came in contact with you, that came to know about your dad being Jake Sully, about the struggles you got after he left. Yet, they didn't laugh at what you thought was exaggerating. They listened carefully to your words as the tears rolled down your cheeks.

'We were attached to the hip, what went wrong?'

'Did I make him unhappy?'

'Was I too much for him?'

'Was he looking for something more rather than being a single dad?'

You spilled your insecurities to them and they never uttered a word about it to someone else. You will be forever grateful for them. You were so lost in thoughts, getting slightly emotional at all these thoughts about your dad, until a hand rested on your shoulder, "and last but not least, you must take her with you. She's our best warrior, Norm. She will need to stay on the battlefield, closest to the war." So Norm was his name. A pretty goofy one if you had to be honest. The avatar named Norm stood at least 10 feet tall as he looked down at you, literally. You just reached around his crotch area, which is kinda embarrassing because imagining running into his front. Hopefully, he likes to travel in his human body more. "Then that's settled, Oel Ngati Kameie." His hand rested against his forehead, slowly bringing it down to his chest. You flashed him a kind smile in return, ready for whatever adventure you will come across, "Oel Ngati Kameie."

But only if you knew.

.

.

"They have arrived, they will help us."

"They're sky demons! All the same!"

"I used to be one as well, yet I had a change of heart. Please accept the help they will offer us, for our people, for our family, our fortress." his hands grip hers, intertwining their fingers as he spoke to her in private, away from the children. He opened his mouth again, pressing his forehead against hers, "please, Ma Neytiri."

A/N: first of all, thank you all so much for the positive feedback. I honestly didn't expect it I'm gonna be fr😭 it gave me enough motivation to write part 2, so here it is, earlier than expected. I hope you enjoyed <3

also i hope no one noticed me accidentally posting the draft cause that was silly

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[bloatedandalone04]

Sweet Spot

➪the one where hayden goes down on you.

Warnings: soft dom hayden, smut, fluff, oral (f receiving), swearing, rare blurb from me

Word Count: 1.4k

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“Fuck,” you gasp as Hayden pushes you down onto the bed. “What’s gotten into you?”

Hayden grunts as he kisses all along your exposed collarbones. You were really glad you decided to pick a strapless dress tonight as it made access to your shoulders and chest extremely easy. “The thought of getting you out of this,” he muttered as he reached behind you and fumbled around with the zipper on your back before pulling it down. “You’ve been on my mind all night.”

You laugh a bit when he tugs your dress down and tosses the white fabric off the side of the bed. “You were the one who wanted to go out tonight,” you pointed out as he peppered kisses along the skin of your abdomen. “You’re the one who insisted we have a date night.”

“Stop me next time,” he grunted as he kissed your inner thigh. “Don’t ever let me make plans that require us to leave our house, okay? It ends the same way every single time.” 

“With you begging me to let you take me home,”

“Exactly,” he murmurs as he pulls down the black lace of your panties. “I know I usually take my time with you, but I can’t tonight. I’ve been turned on since the second you walked out of this bedroom nearly three hours ago.”

You laugh again and it quickly turns into a moan as he runs the tip of his nose along your folds, collecting your wetness on his skin with a sigh. “Hayden,” you nearly whisper, reaching a hand down and running it through his neat, though soon to be messy, hair. “Don’t tease me. Not tonight, please.” 

Hayden smirked and kissed along your core, his mouth never actually making contact with your slick folds. “Why not?” He mocked, inhaling your sweet scent before lifting his head to look up at you. “You’ve been teasing me all night.”

You huff as you prop yourself up on your elbows. “I have not,” say. “All I did was get ready for the night you planned. It’s not my fault you have no self control.”

Hayden runs his hands up your body until his fingers graze the cups of your bra. “Keep running your mouth like that and I’ll leave us both unsatisfied,” he warned, making your eyes widen as bit as he continued, “Even though I want you so badly right now, I don’t mind walking out and proving just how much self control I really have.”

Gasping quietly, you further test him, “You wouldn’t dare,” and when Hayden makes a move to get up, you quickly pull him back down. “Do not leave me like this when you’re the one who got me in the mood.”

He smirks again and settles between your legs once more. “Don’t act like you have any more self control than I do,” he rasped before delving his tongue within your walls. 

You moan instantly and arch your back, your hand tangling in his hair again and successfully making it messy. 

Just the way you liked it. 

“Oh, fuck,” you whine as he slides his tongue up. His lips wrap around your clit and he gives it a sharp suck, making your whole body jolt at the sudden stimulation. “Hayden.”

Hayden grins against your clit, poking his tongue out and licking a flat stripe up your wet folds. “Feel good, baby?” He asked, knowing damn well he is a pro at going down on you and how he never failed to get you off this way. 

“Yes,” you give in and feed his ego, anyway. “Feels so good, Hayden.”

He smirked up at you and before you could call him out on being too cocky, he was licking up your arousal and slipping his tongue inside your core. You moan loudly, your hand coming down to tug on his hair again. He had spent at least ten minutes on it earlier in an attempt to make it look good for his and your night out, so to be the one who gets to mess it up was truly an honor. 

He was still fully clothed, his dress shirt beginning to form wrinkles the longer he went down on you, but he didn’t care at all. His mouth explored the most private and sweetest part of you as if he were a starved man, and you were struggling to hold back a way too soon release.

“Fuck, Hayden, you’re so good,” you praise, telling him something you have told him countless times before. 

“So I’ve heard,” he says, further fueling his own ego. He smirks up at you before slipping his tongue inside your wet and welcoming walls. Your hands pull at his hair as he tugs your legs up so they’re draped over his shoulders. 

He fucks the muscle in and out of you as quick as he could and holds your hips down against the bed when he felt you try to buck up into his mouth. “Hayden,” you moan, squeezing your eyes shut and clenching your core as he relentlessly invaded your slick entrance. “Oh, fuck.”

Hayden hums against you, sending vibrations deep into your body and making you squirm a bit. “You drive me crazy,” he commented, nudging your clit with his nose as his lips brushed against your folds. “All the time.”

Your mouth parts in a desperate moan when you catch sight of his lips and chin that were covered in a thin  layer of your sweet juices. 

“You’re right, I have no self control,” he states as he kisses along your inner thighs before glancing up at you. “Not when it comes to you.” 

Then he was flattening out his tongue and licking up your folds again. Your body shook a bit as you fought off the urge to lift your hips and grind against his mouth, not that his tight hold on you would actually let you do that, anyway.  

You bite down harshly on your lip as he fucks his tongue into you again, but this time he keeps eye contact with you as he does it. “Fuck,” you curse, your brows furrowing as the knot that had been quickly forming since he pulled you all the way to your bedroom begins to tighten. “It’s too much.”

You hadn’t even come yet, and aren’t necessarily sensitive at the moment, but having him look at you with his lust-filled, blue eyes was making your brain feel fuzzy and had your sight blurring a bit. 

Hayden pulls away with a smirk on his wet lips. “Too much? Baby, we’ve barely started,” he informed you, dragging his bottom lip up your folds. “I’m gonna get you off with my mouth first, then my fingers, then I’ll let you ride me.”

“Fuck,” you huff out, the long night he had in store for you making you feel exhausted already. You drop your head back against the mattress and blindly reach for one of his hands, lacing your fingers together once you feel him in your grip. “I’m close, Hayden.”

He moaned deeply at your warning and the sound once again vibrated your core and caused you to clench down around the tip of his tongue. With his hand held tightly in yours, you arch your back a bit as your first of many orgasms washes over you. 

Hayden cleans up any and all evidence of it with his mouth before pulling away and beginning to place delicate kisses to your throbbing and overly-sensitive clit. He kisses his way up your body, your quiet whines making him smile once he reaches your lips. He kisses you softly there before pulling away as his body settles between your still shaking legs. “How are you doing?” He asked, keeping one of his hands locked with yours while his free one reaches up and brushes your hair out of your face. 

“I’m good,” you tell him, a bit breathless as you wrap your arm around his neck. “I’m so good.”

He hums, kissing you again before trailing his mouth down your neck. “That’s good,” he murmurs, glancing up at you with a small smirk. “Because that was just the beginning.”

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[taehyuncult]

leehan + fingering

a/n: his hands are pretty. that’s it. that’s all i have to say.

warnings: inexperienced!reader, fem!reader, leehan is slightly inexperienced, fingering ofc, making out/bit of spit, dirty talk, bit of a praise kink, some insecurity/worrying, use of the names baby, pretty girl, my girl, and princess (again i went overboard… this is kinda graphic & way too long)

SMUT UNDER THE CUT. MDNI.

when you first started dating, you told leehan upfront that you hadn’t really explored your sexuality. when you brought up intimacy with him, he also shared that he didn’t have ton of experience either, making your heart calm down a bit. him being him, he was so kind and understanding. he never pressured you, never made you feel like you had to have sex at any point. he was willing to wait for your comfort, telling you that he doesn’t mind at all to be patient and that the ball is in your court. he wanted you to initiate things, so that he knew it was what you really wanted. that whole conversation was basically just him showing off how much of a green flag man he is, and again, you felt that same sense of relief.

to this day, you still haven’t really done anything with him besides making out. you wanted him, of course you did. your heart yearned for him, you wanted to make him feel good. you wanted to see what he looks like when he’s overcome with pleasure. you wanted to hear the sounds he makes caused by your body, your hands, your mouth. your nerves just got in the way of things, until today.

you were riled up all day, not knowing how to handle yourself. you kept thinking about what it would feel like to finally have leehan inside you; the sounds, the sensations, the love that would be shared. you two spent the day together and it seemed like everything he did somehow turned you on. you especially felt like his hands were making you go crazy. your boyfriend had the prettiest hands ever. you wondered what it would feel like to have them inside you, sliding in and out while he watches you, hopefully praising you. god, you knew it would feel so good to get praised by him. have him tell you how pretty you look when you fall apart-

“baby, are you doing okay? you seem like you’ve been out of it?” he asked you as you two sat on the couch together. you completely zoned out while thinking about him. “yeah- i’m fine, just a little bit stressed i think?” you responded, to which he pouted slightly while thinking for a moment. his eyes lit up as if something clicked and he looked at you with a sweet smile before saying, “how about we go on a night drive? we can talk and you can tell me everything that’s on your mind?” you nodded in agreement, but were freaking out on the inside. the thought of being in such a closed space with him made your heart rate go up.

you drove around a bit, before finding a nice parking lot that was pretty much empty. you put the car in park, while keeping it on so you could have some chill music softly playing in the background. you sat there in silence for a moment, before he broke it by asking “wanna get in the back?” you nodded as you both climbed in the back, but you made sure you were sitting as far from him as possible.

“what’s wrong? did i do something?” he asked you as he noticed immediately the distance you put between the two of you. he never misses anything. “no! i promise it’s not you- i’m just stressed.” he looked at you for a bit, noticing how you refused to make eye contact with him, before asking “but why are you so stressed?” you took a big deep breath in, feeling as though you should just be honest about the fact that your body craved him. fuck it, might as well spit it out before he starts to worry that he did something wrong.

“it’s just embarrassing- but… i haven’t been able to stop thinking about you all day.” you admitted as your cheeks started heating up. he smiled at you, “but i’m right here? why would you be thinking about me?” he asked in sincerity. you couldn’t believe he didn’t get the hint at first, maybe he just thought you were so innocent that sex wasn’t really on your mind or something. you sighed in defeat, “leehan, i can’t stop thinking about your hands. i’m curious, i guess? i mean if it’s okay-“ he interrupted you, knowing you were about to go on a tangent, “what? that’s not embarrassing at all. it’s natural to want your lover.” he said in a gentle, but deep voice. god, even his voice was enough to make your pussy leak. “can we… maybe do something?” you asked as you hid behind your hands, feeling your face get even warmer. he scooted over to get closer to you. he moved your hands away so he could see you, and he had a soft smile on his lips as he asked “yes. are you sure, though?” you nodded enthusiastically, feeling like your body was on fire with how much you needed him.

“just relax for me, pretty girl.” he whispered as he got even closer to you, kissing your forehead, closing the space between you two. his soft, full lips melted into yours as he kissed you with such passionate. just the feeling of his lips on yours was enough to have your head spinning and your insides doing somersaults. his tongue made its way into your mouth, playing with your own. his hand pushed back a few strands of your hair behind your ear, then started caressing your cheek. you broke the kiss, both of you out of breath, before you whispered “more” to him. you attacked his own lips with yours; this kiss was much messier and full of desperation. you wrapped your arms around his body, pulling him close to you. he broke the kiss, a bit of saliva still connecting the two of you. “gonna take such good care of you.” he said as he gave you another soft kiss then started kissing your neck, nipping at your soft skin, making you moan out. “leehan, please, i need you” you whined as you felt like if he didn’t touch you, you might combust.

“so needy. what am i gonna do with you?” he laughed lightly as he pulled back to look at you. “you’re so beautiful… can i take care of you?” he asked as he gestured to your bottoms. you quickly nodded your head and even started to take off your bottoms for him, making him chuckle at how eager you were. he gently moved your hands, wanting to do it for you, and he took them off so you were only in your panties. he took a deep breath in as he was able to see the big wet patch. “so wet already, you must have been aching for me, huh?” he questioned, and once again you nodded with a “mhmm” as a response. he brought his hand to your clothed cunt, his index finger just barely traced the wet spot, making you flinch. he barely touched you and your body was already so sensitive. the way you flinched made your body start to heat up, getting embarrassed at how needy you must seem. “s-sorry about that…” you apologized with your head down. he immediately picked your chin up, so you were looking directly at him. “you’re okay, princess, gonna make you feel so good.” he said as he looked at you with a sudden look of concentration. “can i take your panties off?” he asked as he started circling the large wet spot again, and smirked as you immediately let out a breathless “yes.”

he practically ripped your panties off your body, staring at your now fully exposed pussy. he went in for another kiss, then asked “can i touch you?” “i think i’ll die if you don’t” you admitted to him, causing him to laugh. he took his index and middle fingers into his mouth, making sure to coat them well before taking them out. you felt yourself clench around nothing as you watched him do probably the hottest thing you have ever seen someone do, and he must have noticed as he asked you “like what you see?” he raised his eyebrow. you were going to answer before he took his two fingers, gliding them between your folds.

you were so sensitive, you let out a moan as this sensation was completely new to you. just the feeling of his fingers sliding between your soaking folds felt like electricity was coursing through your body. he focused on only using his middle finger, swirling it along your clit. you felt butterflies in your stomach and felt a fire in your tummy as you whined for him to just enter you already. he smirked, making his way down to your entrance, slowly pushing into the opening. he took his time, not pumping his fingers just yet, he wanted you to really feel it. he wanted you to be comfortable. shortly after, he slowly started moving in and out.

you whimpered at the feeling as this was something you had never experienced before, you didn’t want to be too much so you were trying so hard to contain yourself. “you’re so pretty like this, trying so hard to keep it together. i can tell, you know?” he said as he continued easing his middle finger in and out of your soaking cunt. “f-feels good, but is embarrassing” you said, which just motivated him to start going faster. “it’s not, i want you to let go and give me everything.” he said as he started curling his finger up, gently hitting that one extra sensitive spot in your body. you threw your head back, the feeling becoming too much, and gave into his wishes. “f-fuck leehan.” you moaned out. “that’s it, let me hear those pretty moans.” he encouraged you as he kept fucking you with his finger. “want me to add another?” he asked as he thought he could make you feel even better. “mhmm,” you whimpered out as he added a second finger. his pace slowed, making sure you experienced not a single ounce of discomfort, until you grabbed onto his wrist. “don’t- um… don’t go slow…” you told him, getting a look of surprise from him in response, which quickly turned into a grin.

he started picking up the pace, sliding his fingers in and out quickly, but not too quickly. you couldn’t hold back your moans, it was all too much. a wet sound started to fill the entire car and you covered your face with your hands again out of embarrassment. “what’s wrong?” he asked and you just whined out, “sounds so embarrassing.” “i promise, it’s not, here, feel.” he assured you by taking one of your hands and putting it on his hard cock. “it’s making me so hard, seeing my girl like this.” he said as he continued focusing on you, you softly squeezed his cock in his pants, causing him to pause for a split second. he took a sharp breath in and went back to you, this caused you to become curious. you started pawing at his pants, noticing a similar wet spot like the one you had just moments ago. he curled his fingers upwards, hitting that spot again to distract you from his cock. he wanted you to cum before all else and he was more than determined to make that happen.

you clawed at his bicep, clinging onto it as you fell victim to his hand. you felt a weird tingling sensation in your belly, you’ve felt it before when you touch yourself. however, it felt different this time, as if it were 10x more intense. “l-leehan-fuck!” you cried out as his thumb started rubbing at your clit. “close? is my pretty girl going to cum for me?” he said as he continued fucking you with his fingers. “yes! gonna cum so hard for you.” you told him, not even phased anymore as those words left your mouth. “yeah, princess? is your cute little pussy gonna gush for me?” you felt that same electric feeling like your nerves were slowly being set alight one by one. “yes! yes! just keep going, please” you rambled on as you were right there on the edge. he came close to your ear, whispering to you in that heavenly deep voice of his, “i’m so proud of you, my good girl.” that was it, that statement alone caused you to fall apart immediately. your orgasm hitting you so hard you could barely breath. you cried out his name, your back arching as he rode you through the euphoria.

“that’s it, feels good right?” he smiled at you as he watched you come down from the most intense high you’ve ever experienced. you could only nod at him, feeling your eyes become heavy. he slowly took his fingers out, making sure to lick up all your essence with not a drop left behind. the sight caused a shiver to run up your spine. he grabbed your discarded clothes, dressing you with care. “you feel okay?” he said as he kissed your forehead. “do i feel okay? i feel like so good i can’t think right now, that was insane.” you admitted and he went in to kiss you. his lips against yours were much softer as if he was trying to tell you just how much he loved you through it.

once your brain cleared up, you realized he was probably still hard. “can i touch you?” you asked with a pout. “don’t worry about it tonight, baby, we have all the time in the world for that.” he said as he grabbed you in for a hug. “i love you. thank you for letting me make you feel good and trusting me.” he said as he wrapped a secure arm around your body. you felt your heart explode in your chest at his sweet words. “i-i love you too, you’re so special to me.” he smiled at your words, and squeezed you tighter. “so let’s talk about that praise kink of yours-“ “my WHAT?”

you spent the rest of your night in each other’s arms. you talked about anything and everything. it wasn’t awkward after like you expected it to be, in fact, you felt even closer to him. it was such a sweet, but extremely sexy, experience and you were happy you got to have it with him. you went to bed that night in his arms, feeling extra loved and extra satisfied.

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[brattyfork]

I kinda feel embarrassed by this request but what the hell, I’ll just go for it. Last night I had a a dream about me and Matt and we were about to do the dee but we only got to some kissing and making out and him kinda playing with my tits until my alarm went off. Would you be an angel and finish this story? It can be literally anything since I don’t know what would’ve happened

tell me

summary: your dream ends early, matt helps finish it.

warnings: smut, nothing super crazy in this one!

i had laid down to take a nap, my boyfriend sitting next to me on his phone. i set a timer for an hour so i wouldn’t sleep the rest of the day away. i drifted off to sleep, dreams forming in my head.

i must’ve been subconsciously horny because matt was there. i’ve had wet dreams about him even before we started dating, it wasn’t new. there seemed to be no build up, we were sitting on the bed, his legs crossed with me sitting in his lap, my arms and legs wrapped around him. i could see it from a kind of third person view, we were getting into a pretty intense make out session, teeth clashing and tongues exploring each other.

i ground into his lap, him letting out a loud unexpected moan in return. he pulled away, looking at me before grabbing my shirt and pulling it over my head. he started kissing me again, shoving his tongue back in my mouth while he fiddled with bra. after he had gotten it off, he made his way down my neck, leaving a dark hickey or two before taking one of my nipples in his mouth. he grabbed the other in his fingers, pinching and rolling it in between them. i let out small whimpers from so much stimulation, but it still wasn’t enough. i felt his teeth graze my nipple lightly before he took it, biting on it lightly causing me to yelp.

he had come back up to give me more kisses while still fondling my boobs when my alarm went off.

honestly, it scared the shit out of me, immediately sitting up in bed, rubbing my legs together feeling how wet i was.

“did you have a nightmare angel? you were squirming and making noises” matt asked.

i blushed, embarrassed that he had seen my little outburst.

“no, not a nightmare. the opposite actually…” i whispered the last part.

“oh yeah? was i there?” he set his phone down, scooting a bit closer to me.

“yeah…” i said, still facing away from him. he moved his fingers to my chin, turning my head towards him.

“what was i doing?” he asked, the blue rings of his eyes small, almost invisible.

“well i was sitting in your lap and we were kissing-“ he interrupted me, pulling me to straddle him before pulling me into a deep kiss.

“like this?” he disconnected our lips.

“yeah kinda, and you were playing with my boobs”

“well i do love your boobs” he giggled. i laughed back at him before he pulled my shirt over my head, just like in the dream. he unclasped my bra faster than dream matt had. he grabbed one in his hand, leaving hickies on the top of the other. he switched sides, marking my other breast with dark spots. i grinded into his lap, needing more. he moved his hands to my hips, holding me still.

“pretty needy aren’t we?” he teased.

“please matt ” i kissed up his neck, stopping below his ear, “i’m so wet for you”

this must’ve flipped a switch because he turned us over, him now on top in between my legs. he kissed his way down the valley of my breasts, sucked small marks into my tummy before pulling my leggings down, making sure to leave my panties on. i groaned when i noticed, knowing exactly why he left them on.

“what’s wrong princess?” he looked up, genuine concern in his eyes.

“please don’t tease me, i need you” i looked down at him, my doe eyes sparkling with lust. he hooked his fingers in my panties.

“fine, only because you asked so nicely” he smirked up at me, me giving him the most innocent smile possible back. he chuckled to himself at the facade, knowing how desperate i really was. he spread my legs, hoooking his arms around my thighs to keep me still. he kissed around my inner thighs, he just couldn’t help teasing just a little bit.

“mattttt…” i whined out, cut off as he licked a long stripe up my folds. my whines turned to moans as he wrapped his lips around my clit, sucking while occasionally slipping his tongue into my entrance. i brought my hands to my breasts, needing a bit more stimulation. matt must’ve noticed because he grabbed one of my hands, placing it in his hair before moving his hands up to my boobs. he smacked my other hand away, making me giggle and placed his hands on my chest, groping and pinching as he ate me out. it all felt so good. too good.

“matt fuck i’m gonna cum”

once the last word left my mouth he brought one of his hands from my boob up to my lips, sticking two fingers out. i took them into my mouth, swirling my tongue around them before he pulled them out, bringing them down to my entrance. in one swift motion, both of his fingers were inside me. he barely got two pumps in before i came, moaning loudly. he pulled his fingers out, still licking me through my orgasm.

he came back up to me, kissing me harshly, making me taste myself on him.

“you want me to fuck you baby?” i nodded, but he tilted his head and smirked at me.

“words princess”

“fuck matt i need you inside me please”

“good girl” he cooed, standing up to slip his pants and boxers off then pulling his shirt over his head.

i don’t know how it was possible but, matt’s cock was gorgeous. i didn’t think they could look not gross until i saw him. he’s not huge, the perfect length to reach all the best places and thick enough to stretch me out just right.

he came back over to me, situating himself between my legs.

“ready?”

“yes please”

“i love when you use your manners angel” i blushed as he took his cock in his hand, pushing into me slowly.

we both let out low groans as he buried himself all the way inside me, stretching perfectly around him. he pulled my hands above my head, pinning them to the bed.

“fuck matt you’re so deep”

“yeah? you like having me so far inside you…” he moved one of his hands to my lower stomach, just above my pussy and pressed on it. “fuck i can feel myself in your tummy baby”

the feeling of him pressing on me, trying to feel himself made me let out a loud groan that turned into what i can only describe as a scream.

“i know baby” he consoled me. “you’re so warm, so fucking tight” he started pounding into me, hard. my noises just got louder as i got closer.

“matttt…” i slurred out, unable to think of anything other than his cock inside me.

“you close baby?” i let out a high pitched hum in response.

“go ahead my love, i’m right there too. let go for me pretty girl, doing so good for me.”

his words pushed me over the edge, i clenched down around him, letting out a loud scream/moan mixture.

“good girl, so fucking good” he whimpered out, releasing inside me after feeling me constrict around him. he fucked his cum into me, letting us both ride out our highs as we let out low moans and groans. he laid on top of me, the weight of him just adding to the euphoric feeling.

“matt?”

“hm?”

“i think im gonna need another nap”

a/n: ahhh i hope u like this anon. it was pretty fun to write :3

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[sillybond]

As a send of here's my compilation of every detail/gag or pretty much everything that I loved about the Fionna and Cake finale.

First off, the lighthearded stuff.

First of all. That's Hunter!!! We finally get to see HW gender-swapped counterpart's design. Gotta say I love that they kept it the same, it does feel like it could fit anyone.

Talking about him, I LOVE that they are finally adding him to the gang. I didn't expect him to be so prevalent in the finale, but I couldn't be happier! It seems like the crew has finnaly learned to apreciate HW and they are inserting her (even if it's Hunter) whenever they can.

All the raw emotion of the lich would have been unheard of at any other point in AT's history. The depression and hopelessnes, such human emotions were amazing to explore in him. He poses himself as a "ceesless weel" a god-like beeing of pure destruction, but even he neels when he realices it was all for nothing.

For some time I theorized that Golb (and subsequently Golbetty) was, in fact, Scarabs and Prismo's Boss. Kind of like a ultimate deity, high up on the pantheon. But seeing how Scarab adresses her in such a careles way, emphasizing that she should "stay out of this" made me think about the real power dinamic between thees two. And thus, of the whole multiverse bureocracy.

This tittle card rips me apart. It's briming with thematic importance. But I feel so many emotions simply beacuse it says cheers, it's like a send-off, a happy cheerfull goodbye to all of us who enjoyed this show. It made me tear up a bit when I first saw it.

For thoose who aren't aware Pawn Swan's was created by Steven Wolfhard after CAWM alongside the pup kingdom. He has in his tumblr a gigantic amount of lore about it. I'm sooo happy they finally got to use his ideas and designs. Many of the pups seen all trought Shermy and Beth's sequence were in his drawings too. So go check that out!

I'm a complete sucker for happy endings and THIS was PERFECTION. I simply connot describe how much I obsolutely LOVE that they are able to comunicate and talk. it's just perfect, this show has me spoiled-rotten.

In pure Marceline fashion Marshal tries playing another song. And Gary is soo into this man it's unreal

But, also in pure Marceline fashion, he gets interupted. It kind of reminded me about Marceline's song to Bonny in Obsidian. But it's kind of the oposite outcome, Scarab isn't affected by it at all while Glorbo is finaly delt with.

Talking about Simon being happy. I'm just so glad that he has been able to reconect with Astrid!!! This man is such a DAD, I love him :,)

Before Fionna's world was finaly canonized we can see that it really just amounts to the city. Which makes sense because if you are trying to put a whole world in a dude's head, you are going to have to cut some stuff out.

Anyways, after they are made legit we can see that the city has expanded! And I also assume that now there's not only a city, but a whole world too!!

This really came as a surprise honeslty, but a welcomed one at that. I assume that since Jay agrees to stay in the city, even if it's not forever, Farmworld Finn must be fine. It doesn't make any sense for him to drop his 4 little brothers just to screw around in another universe.

The only sad part is that, since we don't see neither PB nor Marcy in the tank that means they are probably dead. In the end it does seem like they took eachothers life, together.

Now onto the heavy stuff!

"This is the world we want to fight for. The Scarab is kind of invincible. But we won't give up. If we die, we'll die together, as ourselves"

This cuts deep. At this moment Fionna was ready to die. She acknowledges that she had tried everything she could and that, in a way, it was her fault. But she also understands that this is what it is. And she's ready to depart. In what she thought were her last moments she found happines in thoose and that around her. Magic or not, they were all together, and that's what mattered.

"We made our choices. We could have made better ones, but I don't have any regrets. You were a wonderful experience"

We knew Simon had wronged Betty. She had put away everything for him. He didn't do it on porpuse, but he recognised he could have been more thoughtful. In the end, while Simon acknowledges his mistakes Betty doesn't demonise neither him nor the relationship that came bacuse of it. It's a very sentimental, heartfelt conclusion.

As humans we often try to make our best to navigate life. But with all the choices in front of us it's very hard to get it right. A lot of time might have to pass before we truly see how wrong we were. We realize that we hurt people, and that things didn't have to be this way. But once we acknowledge this we can finaly move on. At this moment, Simon realizes that it's okay to fail but, unfortunetly, we can't go back. We have to live with it and it can't prevent us from moving forward.

In the end all we can do is have compassion for ourselves, and for each other.

That was pretty much all of the details and highlights for me. There's some other ones but they are kind of too obvious to point out.

Thanks a lot for reading the whole thing! It means a lot :)

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[sturnioloobessed]

Bad Idea!

Summary~Matt and y/n broke up nearly a year ago but it was a mutal break up as they knew they were toxic,what happens when y/n accidentally sent matt a few pictures on accident.

I softly hummed to the music that echoed through my room as i scrolled through the pictures in my camera roll,the nude ones,the non nude ones.

A messages appeared from the guy ive been speaking to.

I swiped onto my snapchat going into my eyes only,tapping the passcode into choosing my best photo and went back on to message typing up matt and pressing the first one.

Ping!!

My heart dropped slightly,why was matt texting me not the coffee matt, matt matt my ex.

I slowly pressed onto his message.

Shit..

My heart beat rapidly beated,my heart felt like it was in my throat.

What?

What the fuck!

I clutched onto my phone,my thumb grazing over the keyboard before texting back letting out a shaky sigh.

I threw my phone across my room,panic rushing through my body what have i gotten myself into. A simple ‘no im so sorry wrong person’ or ‘block’ could of been fine.. But no! Fuck fuck fuck. I jumped out of my bed throwing on some makeup,quickly ripping off my sweat pants and the oversized tshirt changing it to a lace lounge set so i didnt look a mess.

I let out a sigh of relief hearing my door bell go off my heart sank,i sprayed my perfume running around my room throwing stuff in my wardrobe to make my room look clean before rushing down stairs looking at my door before pulling it open.

“hi-”

I got cut off with matt pushing me against my wall slamming the door close smashing his pink plumbed lips against mine,fuck how i have missed this,his cold slender hands trailed down to my hips giving them a tight squeeze before turning us around to my couch pushing me onto it as he dangled over me his chain following swiping across my skin as our bodies moved in sync.

His swollen lips moved to my jaw giving to a soft peck then down to my neck,nibbling my sweet spot earing a breathy moan from me,sucking on my sweet spot making marks along my skin.

‘oh-oh matt’

He chuckled against my skin,the warm feeling of his breath hitting my skin made my breath hitch,a whine made its way out of mouth of desperation.

‘I know pretty girl hold on for me’

The urge of needing him became desperate, louder whine made its way out again,his index finger placed onto my lips as he shushed me.

His cold fingers grazed over my clothed clit as they traveled up to the waist band on my shorts pulling them allowing them to snap against my skin earning a wince from me,he tugged on my shorts with desperation,i lifted my hips up helping him as he slid my shorts off throwing them somewhere in my living room.

The pad of his thumb connected to my clit rubbing the bud softly while he slipped his index and middle finger into my leaking hole thrusting them in and out,curling them to my g-stop.

‘nghh-hh fuc—fuck fuck matt’

My legs shook as the knot formed in my stomach,i arched my back off the sofa unable to process the pleasure rushing through my body,i felt close as my legs shook harshly and the knot wanting to snap.

‘ima cu-cum..matt! nghh fuck’

He fucked me with his fingers harder leaning over to my face kissing me,slipping his tongue into my mouth exploring it,the knot snapped as i squirted all over his fingers i felt him smirk against my swollen lips as he leaned down to my wet cunt,his tongue licked a strip under agaisnt my pussy earning a hiss from me from feeling senstive.

‘so pretty..teasing me with your nudes hm?’

Words were unable to form from the amount of pleasure i just felt and the tiredness swarming over me,fuck..

Not fucking for ages really did have an effect on me,i was never this tired after we used to have sex my breathing was heavy,sweat trickled down my forehead as my hair was stuck onto it; a hand swept away the sweaty hair making me sigh.

‘mm stay here pretty girl’

I felt where his presence was once there disappear then come back,he had a towel in his hand wiping up my juices off me and the couch while i sat up he got up finding my shorts for me; helping me get them back on due to the weakness in my below part of my body.

He picked me up carrying me to my bed placing me on the bed,i pulled my covers up tucking myself under the quilts whilst he was shuffling around but i didnt know what with since i had my eyes closed,too lazy to even open them,i felt the bed dip next to me shirtless matt snaking his arm around my waist pulling me into him as his kisses my temple softly moving to turn my bedside lamp over so he wouldng move me too much then went back into his original place snuggling me,mumbling the words.

I love you..

As we both drifted off.

First fic since ages ago😝😝😝

ik this wasnt rlly good sorryy❤️

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Time off the track (Lance Stroll)

Lance and Y/N enjoy having a long weekend off

Note: english is not my first language. I get all fluttery when I write these pieces! Had some trouble finding friends names (they're very private, and I respect that) so I just made up my own.

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated 🤍 and I'm taking requests so if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to do so as I'll try to get to them the best I can!

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"Sweetheart", Lance called from his spot on the sofa once he heard you arrive back home from work. "In a minute, just need to take these things off my feet", he heard you chuckle before the small creek from the cabinet where you stored your shoes.

"I'm here!", you walked inside, Lance's eyes doing his overall check-up. He didn't notice he was doing it until Henry pointed it out for him in the last race weekend you went to, but apparently the minute you showed up after being somewhere out of his sight, your husband's eyes checked you out from head to toe, looking for any signs of discomfort and then focusing on your babybump, usually bringing a smile to his lips.

"Sit here, I want a cuddle while I tell you my suggestion", he opened his arms, letting you wiggle around and into a comfortable position.

"Oh, what suggestion?", you wondered after you pecked his lips.

"The guys want to have spend the next weekend doing something fun together. It's a long weekend and it would nice spending time together", he explained, hand coming up to your bump and rubbing the skin under the cotton fabric of your shirt.

"That sounds good, actually. A weekend away that doesn't involve racing", you mumbled.

"There's actually a race, still. They want to go to Texas and watch", Lance offered, not wanting to keep you in the dark.

"What I meant was you wouldn't be racing, so we will be travelling all together and I have you to myself still", you wiggled your eyebrows, "and Texas is a really good idea, me and baby have been craving BBQ", you smirked.

"Other than seeing the race, we can just explore the area a bit, see what comes up and what people recommend we do", Lance added, "it will be good to take a few days off".

"Yes, enjoy the sun, good food, good company. Sounds good to me", you smiled sweetly, kissing his cheek and carrying on talking about each of your days.

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The group consisted of you, Lance, Anna and her partner Michael, Mark and his wife Evie, Benjamin and Theo, arriving on time like scheduled to the airport, "how are we all feeling on this fine early morning?", Benjamin was the first to speak once you found yourselves by the gate.

"Could've done with a little bit more sleep, if I'm honest", Evie groaned into her husband's shoulder, "but otherwise very excited".

"Me too! Can't wait to feel some sun in my face", you smiled, taking off your jacket since you were feeling hot and giving everyone a show of your baby bump.

"Oh, it's so cute, Y/N! You look great!", Anna gasped, hands in front of her mouth as she got closer to you, "you're glowing!".

"And I also have these sexy things", you lifted your pants to show the compression socks the doctor recommended you wear whenever you boarded flights. You always travelled in comfy clothes, having learned over the years that any other way was simply not the way to go, so you had on a loungewear tracksuit, the flowy pants matching the equally roomy sweater.

"Doctor's orders?", she wondered and you nodded, "I already have issues as it is before getting pregnant, so it wasn't like I didn't expect it. You get used to them after a while", you said, checking to see if everyone was ready to walk to the plane once they checked your passports.

"Would you like something to drink before we take off?", the flight attendant wondered, taking orders from everyone, "could you please get us a bottle of water?", Lance asked, knowing you would forget about it.

"I was going to drink it", you teased, accepting the cup and drinking its content, "I remember what the doctor said", you smiled.

By the time you had been flying for a quarter of the expected time for the whole flight, you got up, walking along the small corridor while rubbing your bump.

"Is this a runway competition? Because we don't stand a chance when you look like that", Theo hyped you up, making you giggle as you exaggerated your walk for a few seconds before feeling your daughter kick.

"Doctor said to keep moving, since the socks can only do so much, and she's been kicking like crazy", you added, tapping the spot over your bellybutton where she seemed to kick harder.

"Hey! If she's kicking, I get privileges!", Lance called, making you stop in front of him as he places his palm where your hand was.

"Do you guys want to go get ready for the pool? I don't feel like doing much else today", Anna suggested, earning nods from everyone before you split into your rooms.

"Lance!", you called, seeing your husband come back from the balcony, "I think I need help taking these off, I can't bend properly", you blushed, not feeling strong enough to pull the socks away from your legs.

Chuckling, he bent down, kneeling on the floor so he could help you, massaging the skin and kissing your calves, "do they feel good?", he asked.

"Thank you", you groaned, wiggling your toes, "yes, it's a nice feeling, I might actually take these up after little one joins us, but they're a pain to get out", you offered, kissing his forehead and helping him get up, "let's go and enjoy the sunny day!", you cheered.

After getting ready, you met the rest of the group by the pool, the guys already in the water while the girls preferred to stay in the sun.

"Are you going us or joining them?", Michael wondered, "I'm going in the water, I've had enough of cold, gloomy days", you said, finding the steps so you could ease into the water. Taking off the cover up and throwing it to your chair, everyone's eyes travelled to your uncovered bump.

"Come here", Lance stretched his arms and beckoned you to approach him, chest and hair dripping wet since he had jumped in. Wrapping your arm around his waist, his right hand went to your bump immediately, "does he ever unlatch from your bump? Or is he always keeping his girls within arm reach distance?", Benjamin chuckled. It was all friendly banter and he was genuinely happy for his friends.

"A good mix of both", you confessed, "It's all new territory and we're going through all of this together. Besides, I've been feeling very clingy and wanting to start nesting, so I'm probably the one attached to him", you blushed.

"I want to float for a bit, your sister said that the best thing she did for her back pain when she was pregnant was relieve the pressure by being in the water", you held your husband's hand, getting ready to let yourself fall on your back.

"We're standing by here just in case you start sinking down like a nail", Mark noted with a giggle, making the boys do a circle around you and Lance as you kicked your legs up.

After a few moments of finding your balance, gravity and all things physics worked as your bump and chest rose up, poking out of the water while you floated, "Y/N! This is such a cute pick! Little one with all her uncles protecting you both!", Evie exclaimed, getting her phone and snapping a few pictures at the moment.

"Now move away, I want to snap a few of just Y/N, she looks glorious", she complimented as the boys swam away, "gorgeous, mama, absolutely gorgeous".

"It feels good", you moaned, "I feel so light weight, like, feather-light", you smiled when you saw Lance look back at you, "we can look into it when we go back home, anything to make you more comfortable, sweetheart", he said, kissing your lips before he held your ankles, moving your body as you giggled, not noticing Evie recording the video she claimed was "for when the little princess grows up and wants to know what love is". Her parents would be the best example and this one of the many moments to show it.

When you got back to the lounging chairs, carefully rubbing sun protection cream on before laying down, the boys started playing Padel in the court the house you rented had, shouts and groans heard while you and the girls got some colour on your skin.

"They're just little boys sometimes, aren't they?", Anna noted, seeing Lance and her boyfriend bicker about a foul.

"In some ways, I guess, but it's good they have eachother to spend time with, Goodness knows I won't play that", Evie sneered, "would you, Y/N?".

"What? Play Padel?", they nodded, "I've played with Lance before, with the other drivers and their partners. I'm not that great, but I'm not nearly as competitive as them, so I just play for the fun of it. Lance was kind enough to invite me out of it when he Charles were fighting for the first place in their Driver's Padel Championship", you chuckled.

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"I love these dresses on you", Lance complimented, his hand grabbing yours and twirling you around, smiling when you faced him again and kissing your forehead.

"Thank you, my love", you added, seeing Michael return with the passes for the race, "we're all set guys, c'mon!", he nudged, handing everyone their pass before you walked to the entrance, a couple of photographers taking pictures and a group of fans asking Lance for autographs.

"That's where we will be", you pointed to the hospitality, walking in and choosing somewhere to sit. While you, Evie and Anna enjoyed this racing series, you were planning to stay on sofas while the boys were standing against the balcony railing so they could watch the race.

Throughout the weekend, you couldn't help but notice how Lance had been having so much fun with the boys, making a mental note to do these things more often when you had the opportunity.

He said something and loudly laughed, bringing your attention to him before your daughter made herself known, "it's daddy, I know", you smiled, rubbing your bump.

"She always kicks when he laughs?", Evie cooed, "My goodness, if you two don't stop being so cute, I'm next", she let out a groan.

"Yes, or when he speaks to the bump very closely. The books say she's able to recognise his voice, and it's very cute", you smiled, "although the bigger she gets, she'll soon start kicking my bladder".

"Wooo-ooh!", Lance said as you assumed the race was going well, looking back to check on you and blowing you a kiss.

.

The vineyard was truly stunning and, despite not taking part in the wine tasting for obvious reasons, you were having a great time.

"Are you also having lunch here? Our chef has done an excellent tasting menu", the young woman offered.

"We already have BBQ booked", Lance stated, "since my wife can't drink right now, we're giving her one of her pregnancy cravings. Maybe next time we visit", he nodded.

When you arrived at the restaurant, you were guided to the table, placing your things down and looking at the menu.

"Can you order for me, please? I really have to go to the bathroom", you wondered as Evie said she was going with you.

When the waiter came back, to the table, he started taking everyone's order, tapping on the iPad as they went along the table, "Can you just make sure the meat is cooked through, please? My wife is pregnant", Lance told the waiter, "absolutely, sir", before he left.

"You really get a kick out of it everytime you say she's pregnant, don't you?", his friend teased, "don't get me wrong, I think it's cute actually", Mark smiled.

"Of course I do, the woman I love is having our baby", Lance cooed, seeing you walk to the table back from the bathroom.

"And she looks incredibly gorgeous while she does it!", Anna said, "she's glowing, really. You guys are going to be such great parents, can't wait to meet the little princess".

"Neither can we, but soon enough", you smiled, accepting Lance's hand and holding it in yours, "soon enough".

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Hi ! I was wondering if you could do a Neteyam x fem human reader fic where he gifts her an arrow head that’s been made into a necklace ,maybe it’s from his first successful hunt so it’s got a lot of significance to him. It could even be a way of him expressing a romantic interest in her ? 💙

There Is No Heart For Me Like Yours

Pairing: Neteyam x fem!Human!reader

Summary: Neteyam confess with an arrow head necklace from his first hunt

Word Count: 1036

Warnings: idk, ignore if i get the lore wrong :| :)

A/n: I hope this is good! Thank you for requesting! Enjoy! <33333

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[Name] grew up on pandora, that was all she ever knew. While she was born to two scientists loyal to the Na’vi, she always felt closer to the Omatikaya clan than any of her own. Ever since she wondered out of the lab and into the forest where the Sully found her, she fast friends with the entire family.

This upbringing is something she would say she was proud of if you asked. During her upbringing, she became close to the eldest member of the Sully kids.

Neteyam.

[Name] and Neteyam did almost everything together, practicing skills like hunting, or using a bow; exploring the forest, and looking after his siblings. Some may argue they were the closest person to each other.

They were inseparable.

That is why it didn’t come as a surprise to many when the two started walking a little closer, talking to one-another a little softer, looking in each other’s eyes a little longer. The two best friends after all their lives, had fallen for each other. And everyone could see it.

Except for [Name].

Though she felt it, the tug in her chest whenever she was around Neteyam, the fast pace of her heart, the butterflies fluttering in her stomach, and the pure comfort that came from spending time with her best friend, she never thought he could feel the same.

All she could think about is how she was human and knowing about how the Na’vi culture and body, asking herself how it could ever work.

Her thoughts seem irrelevant one day, as Neteyam walked in the lab. Most of the others were out at this time, so it was just the two of them in the bright sterile rooms of the labs. Neteyam was panting lightly, a sign of his rush, [Name] noted. She watched his face with a small smile as he caught his breath. In the corner of her eye she could she his hands moving, fidgeting with something within his long, thin blue hands. This was much unlike him, Neteyam didn’t fidget often, not unless he was nervous. And he was only nervous when his siblings were in trouble.

“Neteyam?” [Name] began, grabbing hold of his hand in attempt to ground him.

“Are you alright, are your siblings alright?” [Name] continued, her words coming out increasingly frantic as her thoughts went to the possibility of his siblings in danger.

Neteyam chuckled, realizing she had interpreted his nervous energy as something more of an emergency situation.

“No, no. Everything is alright, my siblings are fine.” Neteyam spoke in almost perfect Na’vi, smiling down at her as she seem to relax.

“Alright, thats good. So then why are you here?” [Name] smiled, her eyebrows furrowing in question.

“Can’t I visit my best friend?” He teased, gazing softly into her eyes.

[Name] smiled, “Right, that’s why you rushed all the way here?”

Neteyam only laughed, heat rushing to his cheeks as he realized he’d been caught.

“And of course you can visit your best friend. You always do anyway.” [Name] rolled her eyes playfully, smiling at Neteyam once again.

Neteyam took a deep breath in, deciding for what felt like the millionth time whether or not he should go through with this. After a moment, he let out his breath and looked into [Name]’s eyes.

“[Name], I- you are my best friend-”

“As we have established.” [Name] smirked, cutting him off.

“Right! And we have been friends since I can remember…” Neteyam trailed off.

“Yes we have,” [Name] offered, sensing the hesitation in him.

“And…” Neteyam looked down at his hands, where he rolled his gift between his fingers.

“I want you to have this.” Neteyam held out his hands, palms facing up revealing what looks like an arrow head tied to a necklace string.

[Name] let out a small gasp, her eyes quickly flicking from Neteyam’s eyes to the gift in his palm. While [Name] didn’t know the full significance of this gift, she knew that this was an important part of Neteyam and their friendship. You don’t just go around giving your friends gifts of arrow head necklaces.

Beaming, [Name] gently took the necklace from Neteyam’s hands. As she admired it slowly, Neteyam took the time to admire her.

“Neteyam,” [Name] spoke breathlessly, looking up at him. “This is so nice! Thank you so much.” She continued before looking back down at the necklace in her hands.

“It’s the arrow head from my first hunt.” He admitted.

[Name]’s head shot up, two links in her head connecting, like pieces of a puzzle coming into place.

“From your first hunt… But that means.” [Name] hesitating, smiling softly to herself.

Part of her couldn’t believe it, that this was absolutely not happening. The other part of her was absolutely over the moons. She never thought this day would come.

Neteyam was worried for a moment seeing as she indicated no sign of a reaction, but then he saw the smile on her face as she looked up at him and all of his worries flew out the window.

“[Name], I think you are so wonderful, you have been there my entire life and I hope you are there for the rest of it. You are the most wonderful human beings I have ever met-”

“Slim pickings…” [Name] muttered to herself, trying to hold back the laugh at her own joke.

Neteyam rolled his eyes affectionately, “You know what I mean, but I really do hope we spend the rest of our lives together.” Neteyam smiled at her earnestly.

“Neteyam, you have no idea how much I have wanted to hear that.” [Name] quickly spoke before pulling him in a tight hug.

A hug to which Neteyam reciprocated immediately, a big smile taking over his face. Neteyam pulled her back to look into her eyes. Unspoken words passed between them as the smiled before pulling each other in for a kiss.

The kiss told all of the things they couldn’t speak themselves. Longing touches, unspoken promises, hopes and dreams for their future. Through all of it, they just hoped they would never be separated, as they almost never had before. And they prayed that Eywa would bond them for life.

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My darling, honey pt 2 ; Jeon Wonwoo

part 1 is here!

You had been married to your teenage crush for three years and it was a wondrous journey added to the fact you just learned that you'd swallowed a watermelon seed.

Wonwoo was still working his ass off during the weekend and after he returned, you began preparing some light breakfast for him.

While he waited at the suffice dining table and stared at your back, he repeatedly expressed his regret as he was unable to spend the weekend together.

"It's fine. We have a lot of time together, don't dwell on it," you reassured albeit knowing he won't feel any better. Wonwoo became one with the silence and you were already used to it. He never spoke unless it was about you or something you asked for his opinion.

You finished with the cooking and he did the plating. Last night, he worked for only four hours but since he was called in the dawn, he felt sleepy quite a bit and you were the opposite.

As you both were eating, he looked at you oddly. You ceased to stop and raised an eyebrow, indicating your curiosity. "Are you done? Just leave the plate and go resume your sleep,"

Wonwoo shook his head and held your hand. Perhaps his palm was radiating so much warmth, you leaned forward in the coziness. "Hun, do you have something to tell me?" you asked.

Presented with ambivalence, Wonwoo took a minute to reply. He thought deeply before saying, "Don't you think I've been resting a lot these days?"

You could tell he was dourly asking. You have read it somewhere that if the husband loves his wife so dearly, he will experience early pregnancy fatigue rather than the wife. Thinking about how it related to his situation, you grinned.

Wonwoo smiled as if he was entranced by your reaction. He gave a gentle rub on your cheek and patted the back of your hand. He then told you to go upstairs and rest as he helped with the dishes.

You didn't refuse and went as he directed. There was nothing in your brain than the thought of how you should tell Wonwoo about your pregnancy.

While you pondered, he already completed the chore and got himself ready for the shower. Wonwoo looked bushed and you pitied him. After he came out from the wet, you beckoned him to the bed. Since he had changed his clothes inside, he didn't waste any time and ambled to you.

"I have something to tell you,"

Wonwoo hauled your whole body and answered. "Yes?" he was feeling cold and decreased the gap between your bodies. Seeing how comfy he appeared, on impulse, you straddled him and laid on top.

He took a different hint and whispered. "You want it?" Wonwoo asked with apparent lust. You let his hands explore your back but when he was getting dangerously near to your sensitive area, you grabbed his wrist and put a halt to it.

"We can't. Someone will see," you said. Attentively, Wonwoo kissed your neck and mumbled. "The outside? I'll draw the curtain," he sounded titillated and you honestly underestimated your own self-control. It was such a turn-on to see him inflamed but your conscience rushed in.

"No. Not outside but here," you brought his hand to your belly and reposed. Wonwoo didn't quite catch the periphrastic way you were telling but once he realized, the sparkling bright eyes shone even more brilliantly.

"Is it what I think it is?" he asked softly, almost audible. His palm smoothed around your belly and he looked at it. Wonwoo didn't need to ask twice as you clarified his question in a single nod.

You and Wonwoo had waited for 3 years and were confronted with many thrown doubts regarding your fertility. It wasn't something anyone can forget and take it lightly and so you began seeing specialists every few months to check on your body.

At first, Wonwoo did argue with you about it and at one point, you gave him a cold shoulder for a week. He wasn't easy to be persuaded but one day, he followed you for your regular check-up. On the way back, you requested to ride the bus instead. You two came by taxi and Wonwoo has no problem granting your wish.

After you picked your seat, Wonwoo got to his and sat quietly. You were having mixed feelings about today and leaned against your husband. "Are you alright?"

Wonwoo's response was fast but did not answer the question. He kissed your temple and said. "Let me know if you're going to your appointment next time. We'll go together," his mellow voice sang sorrow. You looked up to see his face and there hidden a hint of sadness in his beautiful eyes.

The journey home was blue that day, he knew his love for you was deep but not as much as the worries within.

Wonwoo was used to your prank and all but this news would never be one of them. After many attempts and tears, you two were gifted with a sunny revelation. He let out a light-hearted laugh and announced. "You're pregnant,"

"Y/N, you're pregnant!"

Wonwoo continued to have couvade episodes until the second trimester came by. Your belly swelled later than most women you knew. They told you it was normal for your bump to be small and even your husband assured you there was nothing to fret about.

Once it got bigger, you felt shy to stand bare naked in front of Wonwoo. You even made a fuss when he wanted to shower with you. "No, it's ugly. You will hate it,"

You only earned his grimace and a company for the bath. Wonwoo hissed as he smeared the shower gel over your body. His dissatisfaction was then voiced out, "How can you say this hideous? I'm the hideous one,"

You glared at him and covered his mouth. "Don't say that. It'll make it sound like I don't have a taste for marrying an ugly man," and that had Wonwoo cracked, you followed suit.

Out of blue, you felt something poking behind you. You flicked his head and pinched his waist. Flustered, you sheepishly exposed him. "Why are you getting hard?"

"Ignore that. You're just too sexy and I'm a pervert,"

"Yeah, a pervert," you chuckled with your hands fondling him already.

You and Wonwoo didn't have extensive exercise the whole pregnancy, fear if you'll get hurt. However, one night, you woke him up wanting to do it. He did it so gently that you squirmed around and begged him.

"Go harder.."

"No, honey. You're near due,"

Wonwoo had a hard time practicing abstinence in your later weeks. He hadn't done it for almost a month and he thank God for not testing him too much. Seeing how seductive you acted that night, he went out of his principle and pleased you.

He was feeling bliss all over but you were his priority. He felt the familiar sensation inside you and he smiled. "Come for me," he knew it won't take him long to bring you an orgasm. He kissed your neck and thrust a few times more before he had you ended.

Panting, you loosened your arms around his torso and asked. "Did you come? Don't lie to me,"

Wonwoo was about to tell a lie when you added. He didn't dare to ejaculate inside after he learned that semen can cause contractions. He then flashed an apologetic smile at you. "I can use my hand,"

Wonwoo never used his hands and you've long known. That hurt your heart even more. You pushed him off and got up to wash.

Whether you were pregnant or not, Wonwoo wasn't close to tranquil if you were in the bathroom for a long period. He knocked on the door for the third time and asked if you needed any help but you chose to not answer.

After a while, you finished and silently left the bathroom. The sky was still dark and your husband wasn't in the bed. "Wonwoo?" you called him, slow-voiced.

Where did he go? Is he mad when I threw tantrum just now? You felt conflicted. He rarely let you sleep alone when he's home and now he did. Rather than furious, you wanted to see him.

But even after the nth time of calling him from the room, he still didn't reply. The after-sex effect kicked in and you began to yawn. No sign of Wonwoo getting into bed and you retired soon.

As soon as you hit the pillow, you couldn't open your eyes anymore. Having no desire to resist the sleepiness, you fell asleep and Wonwoo returned home to a sleeping wife.

He put the bag of condoms in the cabinet and properly snuggled against you on the bed. He had taken a shower downstairs before going out but he was afraid you'd wake up to his smell. It happened before and you had him slept on the floor the entire week.

Wonwoo stared at you as you fell deeper into slumber and fixed your position. Your round belly looked adorable and he recalled the moments when you cried because your swollen feet hurt.

He had hurried home that evening and massaged your legs with his uniform on. "Hubby," you sniffed, wanting his attention.

"Yes?"

Your face poker and you stayed silent for a good five minutes until you broke out of character. "I love you," you confessed out of nowhere.

With your nose running with a snort, Wonwoo laughed and hugged you. "Honey, if you keep being like this, I don't know how to survive,"

Wonwoo had lost count of how many times had he rushed home because you called him crying. He was always worried even though he may have an idea of what was happening.

Little things that you do to gain his attention basked him in elation. His love for you has grown impassioned and somehow anticipates the baby to come into this world of his and yours.

Before it reached dawn, Wonwoo was first to feel the wet bed and woke up. In a daze, he didn't quickly stir you but rather checked the ceiling.

However, it was your moaning had his head turned to you, full attention. "The baby- I think the baby's coming," you winced as you spoke. He can tell from your labored breathing that it must hurt.

Fortunately, you had been reminding him to get the maternity bag ready in his car. You were around his arms as he carried your weight to the car and placed you gently in the backseat.

As he drove to the emergency department, you told him you can bear the pain but he wasn't buying. Wonwoo got out and called for a team to attend to you. They instantly brought all the necessary equipment to the vehicle and performed the procedure.

Wonwoo was guided to the registration counter and while you were pushed into the waiting hall, the only thing that kept you conscious at the moment was his arrival.

You wanted him to be by your side so badly and if you suddenly had an emergency labor without him, you honestly would cry.

Perhaps, the baby wished to see his parents immediately, you were out into labor just several hours after that, and Wonwoo was permitted into the room.

The entire process was both scary and exciting for you. On one hand, you fret if you are drained out of energy while pushing the baby out but on the other, your husband was very collected about the whole situation.

"Honey, we can see the head already. Just a little push and we're going to meet our child,"

"I know you can. Grip my hand tighter as you push,"

You didn't know what was along his sentence that moved you but tears ran down your face and you made your last exertion in his presence.

The loud wailing was an end to your suffering. Wonwoo stayed with you and only when the midwives called to cut the umbilical cord he came about.

Days after you had the little one downright changed but Wonwoo never stopped giving his unreserved attention to both of you. He would promptly take care of the child in the middle of the night since you'd had it in the morning when he was out to work.

It was a challenging period as it was Wonwoo's first experience as a father. He took a lot of advice from his parents and other people and in the blink of an eye, the child is now two years old.

At first, many said that the baby took your features but he seemed to be the carbon copy of his father. His first word was 'mummy' but all he called now was 'daddy'.

"Daddy, pick me,"

"Daddy, toys,"

Daddy here, daddy there. You couldn't help but feel bitter inside. You and Wonwoo did spend equal time with your son but his blatant preference made you green. But maybe part of him inherited from how clingy you were to your husband. “He’s just like you, Y/N,”

He gifted a peck on your jaw and smiled softly. Suddenly, a voice from the little one chimed in. “Mummy, no!” and cause a rupture of laughter from the adults. You teased him by giving his favorite person more kisses. “Daddy’s mine,”

Wonwoo will never have this memory faded. He’s glad that you confessed to him that day.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

If you like this story, you might as well check out the others here !

#wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo seventeen #wonwoo scenario #wonwoo smut #wonwoo imagine #wonwoo oneshot #seventeen #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagine #seventeen oneshot #seventeen smut #wonwoo husband au #wonwoo first love #kpop #kpop fluff #kpop imagine

[thatfreshi]

Little Stars and Such (Astarion x Reader)

It's here, the piercing fic, in which body-modded Tav gives Astarion hella piercings. I made a previous post with his piercing map in case you guys don't know the terms (I basically didn't until yesterday)

Tw - needles, implied sex

Recommended Song: Gregg's Woods - Alec Holowka

For the past couple of days, Astarion has been asking quite a few questions about your piercings. You had adorned your nose and face in tiny pieces of metal, all done by hand. Your little collection has grown over time, most recently with an eyebrow piercing once you settled down in Baldur's Gate once again.

"Do they hurt?"

"Like, when you pierce them? Yeah. You get used to it though. Surprised you don't have any honestly, elves are known for having the most elaborate piercings."

He stays silent for a moment, and you realize he wouldn't know that.

"Wasn't exactly a thing Cazador just let us do. Body modifications were mostly limited to demonic scars and being cut up for fun."

"Right... sorry."

"Don't be."

The conversation ended pretty abruptly, but picked up the next day while you were swapping out your nose ring.

"Do you ever get scared that your little ring will get caught on something and rip out of your nose?"

A sudden question, but a welcome one.

"I mean, sometimes, but not many people are that close to my nose. Unless you're planning on ripping out my piercing?"

You eye him suspiciously and he smirks.

"Oh, I would never."

This goes on for days, little prodding questions about all your accessories. One morning, while the two of you are lying in bed, you catch him staring at the helix on your ear.

"Astarion do you... do you want a piercing? Because I can do them. I mean I did these to myself."

"I've been thinking about it. I'm just a little nervous is all."

"Why my love?"

"I mean, I've never really had the freedom to do what I want with my body, in a lot of ways. That's one of those things I never got to explore, all the body modifications people are oh so familiar with. I suppose I could've done one with an embroidery needle if I was desperate, but that's just not something I had the liberty to think about."

You move a strand of hair out of his eyes.

"Well, you have the freedom to do whatever you want now."

"Then perhaps I'd like a couple."

"A couple? You don't wanna start with one?"

"Nonsense! One would be sad and pathetic, and we know I am a man of extravagance."

"Alright, if you insist."

You then grab a notebook sitting on the bedside table, and begin to draw out a plan for his piercings. Astarion insists that he only wants them on his ears, because he doesn't want anything to ruin his perfect face. As you're sketching, you continue to talk.

"You know this is gonna suck, right? Since your ears are so sensitive?"

"Sensitive? What makes you say that."

You blankly stare at him until he gives up.

"Okay fine, but I'm sure it can't be that bad!"

"I don't know. I mean I'm going to stab multiple holes through your ears. You barely like them being touched."

"I've been through enough pain. Nothing compares to jagged cuts in your back, I promise."

There are many moments like that, where he says something tragic that you just can't bring yourself to argue with. Without another word, he curls up against you, and the two of you discuss the options he has. Eventually, you settle on five on each side, because he INSISTED they be symmetrical.

"Tav, what kind of idiot would I look like if I had one ear with a bunch of shit on it, and one just, empty?"

"I guess you're not wrong."

He decides on two helixes, two lobe piercings, and a daith. You're a little surprised that he's going all out on this, but you don't mind. Everyone has that thing that lets them feel free, the thing they finally do to show the world 'I'm my own person.' Besides, if he didn't like them he could simply let them heal back up, forget this ever happened.

You go to grab your little makeshift piercing kit, full of fine needles you've collected over time, just in case you ever lose some.

"Now, you'll have to wear some of mine since you don't have your own earrings yet, but I'm sure you won't mind because my collection is amazing."

He sits up in bed, his shirt sleeve softly draping off his shoulder. If he could still be in the sun, you'd imagine a beam of light coming through the window right now, illuminating his face. You sit beside him, gently placing the box of needles by your feet.

"Alright, I'm gonna walk you through this as I do it, and if you want to stop at any time we can."

"Thank you my love."

The thought crosses your mind, that he'd probably not let any other soul on the planet do this kind of thing. Any time he's let someone else have control over his body, it's been riddled with sin and scars. But you? You've always been kind, soft, present. That's one thing he loves most about you, that he feels like he can be present. Not drifting off somewhere else, not closing off his mind to defend himself, not playing a chess match in his head. It's, easy. Life is easy now, and isn't that something wonderful?

"Alright, we're gonna start on the lobe. You feel the needle?"

You hold it lightly against his ear, and he shivers a little.

"Mhm."

"Alright, don't tense, but it's gonna hurt."

You hear the air escape through his teeth as the needle goes through. A pretty clean job if you do say so yourself.

"Well?"

You put in a dangling gold moon, waiting to see how he feels.

"Painful, but not horrible."

"Want to go again?'

"Of course."

He says it a little suggestively, and you give him a playful push.

"Save it for later imp."

You continue with his piercings, taking small breaks in between for conversation. You've continued adorning his ears with astral-themed jewelry, little stars and such. By the time you've finished the last one, you're quite pleased with your work. Astarion almost doesn't let you put the last earring in since he's so excited to see what you've done. He had Gale teach him mirror image a while ago, so he could finally see his reflection whenever he wanted. After casting it and giving his ears a look, he smiles.

Astarion laughs at your comment, giving one of those genuine smiles you used to rarely see. You silently curse the people that took that smile from him, wondering how anyone could see this specimen and torment him. He's like a pixie, a little trickster, someone you could pick up and hold forever. You know you're probably the only one who sees him that way, the only one who would call him cute, but he is. He enjoys it, being viewed as something that isn't devious or sexual, but a bright presence. You told him once how it's ironic that he can't be in the sun, because he was probably sunnier than the sun itself. He'd never let you tell anyone else that though.

"I... I think I quite like them."

"I do too. It's fitting."

You plant a kiss on his cheek.

"Worth the pain?"

"Most things are my love. Like you."

His hand meets your face, taking you into a deep kiss. When you break away, you whisper in his ear.

"I think they make you sexier too."

A chuckle under his breath, lips meeting again, and the morning is soon wasted away in bed. What a joy, to wake up every day with him, with someone living their life anew. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Neither of you know, but it's exciting none-the-less.

#baldur's gate 3 #astarion #baldurs gate astarion #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #fluff

[jksprincess10]

Hey idk if ur requests are open ( if not just ignore this) I would like to request a Joel x fem!reader where we in the situation that we are in the forest and it’s just so cold that Joel try’s to help us ;) it can go in a kind of smutty way, but if you are not comfortable with that it’s totally fine :)

Thanks in advance 🌺

Thank you !! I loved writing this!

The tracker

CW: smut, unprotected sex, age difference.

They called you the tracker. No one knew your real name. Like the nickname suggested, you could track anyone down. In these hard times, it was your job, especially after leaving the fireflies. It was the only way to survive. Joel had hired you to track down his brother Tommy, an ex-firefly, which made your job easier. You had an eye on him at Jackson, Wyoming, but the road there was a tiring one.

You’d just have to find him. Joel took care of everything else.

Seasons changed under your eyes by the day. You were so close to your target. But a white coat enveloped the forests you were crossing, and it was so cold.

You stopped after a long day of walking, taking cover behind a huge rock that stopped some of the wind coming your way. You got started on a fire while Joel checked on the food you two had left. He was a silent partner, and you didn’t know much about him. He was pragmatic, quiet, and almost scary. You heard he had done bad things in the past, and maybe it showed from his bruised knuckles and numerous scars.

“Stupid fucking snow will slow us down.” He finally grunted.

You watched the flames lighting up the night, the reassuring smell of smoke filling up your lungs. You shrugged with a smile.

“Sorry you have to spend more time with me. As long as I get paid, I don’t mind how long it’ll take.”

“You will, tracker.”

With little small talk, you two ate and you went to sleep in your sleeping bag. The fresh air made it hard for you to sleep, and you were starting to shiver. You were a big talker, but you weren’t used to such harsh conditions. Joel looked at you for some time, before saying:

“Take off your clothes.”

You sat up and frowned your eyebrows at him.

“What?”

“Take off your clothes and give me some space."

“Damn, if you’re trying to fuck me, there are better ways to ask for it.”

He shot you a dirty look, but you simply smiled as you peeled off the layers.

You had thought about Joel in that way. Yes. He was physically attractive, strong, and older.

“I’m just trying to let you die of hypothermia. It’s easier to get heat with two naked bodies.”

Of course, you knew. You’d just never thought he’d… ask. Your coat, thick sweater and pants left the sleeping bag, leaving you shivering in your panties and bra. Joel approached slowly, not looking at you as he took off some of his clothes, leaving him in his boxers. You stared at him without any shame, as he wiggled himself in your small sleeping bag. He put his arms around you, your back flush against his back. He was as warm as he looked. You felt yourself blush as you felt every inch of his body. Joel could barely look at you, as his warm hands laid on your stomach.

You eventually shivered less and less.

“Well, this is fucking awkward.” You finally said. “But warm.”

“You’re welcome.”

It had been so long since you two felt the presence of anyone, the warmth of a body, the close sounds of breathing. Your bodies did manifest the normal reaction of arousal.

“I can feel your hard-on.”

“Sorry.”

“Just take me to diner before fucking me, damn.”

For the first time, you heard his breathy laugh.

“Been a while.” He apologized again.

“Same. You’re hot though, not just in the warm way.”

Did it sound cheesy? Yes? Did it work? Also, yes.

Joel’s warm hand traveled south, finding the edge of your panties, before cupping your sex. His warmth made you lose your breath for second. His digits explored your wet folds blindly, as he was holding you close. His lips traveled to your neck. There was not an ounce of softness in this man, still he tried to give some softness to you. You ass pressed against Joel’s bulge, making him groan slightly.

Two of his fingers caressed your clit, making you whimper softly. You were getting wetter by the second, and you squirmed against him, leaning your pelvis more into his touch. Joel’s movements got rougher, until you found your sweet release.

He got rid of your underwear and his, and you felt his length tease your slit. You whimpered and tried to relax as he inserted his length between your folds, until he bottomed out, his hips hitting your ass.

It was a stretch, yes, but the pain made you feel something else than the cold and the hunger. One of his hands kept your hips in place as the other one crept up your bra. You let him do anything he wanted, moving against him only when he did, with lazy thrusts. You both didn’t have much energy left from walking all day, only relying on the desperateness of your need. His name left your lips, even though it felt too intimate. He didn’t know yours, so animalistic groans replace any coherent words.

He kept thrusting slowly, but forcefully, until he found his release, more warmth spilling between your thighs.

You sighed and thanked him for warming you up, falling asleep while he was cleaning you up with a smile.

#joel miller x y/n #joel miller #writing requests #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x yn #joel miller smut #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x yn #pedro pascal smut

[dawnagustd]

keeps || jjk

⇝ title: keeps  ⇝ pairing: jungkook x f!reader  ⇝ genre: angst, maybe? | fluff | smut | established relationship but it’s complicated ⇝ summary: Memories. Sometimes they’re good. Sometimes bad. Still, you end up in your feelings. ⇝ rating: 18+  ⇝ word count: 1.6k  ⇝ warnings: an unedited mess | JK POV | language | protected sex | clothed sex | car sex | quickie | scratching | soft/rough sex | brief pussy eating | fingering | public sex | hair tugging | uncertain feelings and doubt | most of this is just a flashback | i think that’s all

⇝ author’s note: I’m shamelessly late but I couldn’t get this to post. Yeah, Jungkook’s live broke me and I had to write them. I hope you’ll still accept it since I’m like 3 hours late lol.

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11:21am You: Someone left this in my car. I wonder who it belongs to...

Jungkook laughs as he looks at the picture on his phone. It’s been almost two months, and you’re only just finding the beanie he may have or have not left beneath your backseat. Memories of the day it was tucked into the crevice replay in his mind.

-

“I couldn’t wait.” 

He murmurs those words as his lips crash against yours. 

You wrap your limbs around him in a needy embrace, drawing groans from his throat. He’s just happy you’re as excited to see him as he is to see you. Sure, it’s only been two days, but what can he say?

You’re addicting. 

“Should we really do it here?” Your moans grow slightly louder when his hands start to explore your body over your clothes. “What if my coworkers come back from lunch early?”

Jungkook lifts his head momentarily to scan the parking garage. Besides a few vehicles closer to the elevator, this floor is mostly empty. 

“We’re good. I’ll be quick. Promise.” 

Returning his attention to you, he buries his face within the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent as if it’ll be the only thing getting him by until the next time he sees you—and it will be.

“Fuck. I miss you, Jungkook,” you utter and he almost hops in the driver’s seat and takes you back to his place.

“I miss you too, love. That’s why I’m here.”

Don’t get him wrong. He’s happy you got a promotion but he can’t help but be selfish and wish you were able to come over as much as you used to. It’s not your fault at all, but he hopes you aren’t using work as an excuse for space. He’d totally get it if you just wanted him to back off a little. He can’t help how he feels about you, but he does care enough to value your boundaries.

As the heat begins to warm your bodies, clothing begins to shed. First your jackets, then anything extra that’s preventing you from accessing your most intimate parts. He gets rid of your pants first and then pulls down his jeans. He could care less about who has a view of his toned ass. He’s only here to give you what he knows you need.

“Let me have a little taste, okay?”

“Jungkook.”

“Please, just a little,” he pleads.

His doe eyes always make it hard for you to resist. Especially when it’s something you secretly want yourself.

“Fine. But hurry!”

Jungkook doesn’t waste a second. He peels your panties away from your center and gasps as he watches the strings of arousal stretch and snap. He can’t help but tease you while he dips his finger in to scoop some of it up.

“Always a fucking mess,” he whispers.

“Don’t you start.”

Your words come out shaky, the neediness in your tone revealing how sexually frustrated you are. He’s not going to make you wait for it any longer.

He dives in, tasting your pussy and moaning like it’s a delicacy. Slurping and smacking noises fill his ears as he feasts. He’s in heaven, but reluctantly he has to pull away.

You whimper in disappointment at the loss, but he shushes you.

“It’s okay, baby. I got you.”

He digs in his back pocket until he finds the condom he stashed in there in preparation for this moment. Your impatience has your hips lifting off the seat, bumping into his crotch. Your nails dig into his flesh when your pussy finally feels his cock waiting to slide into your entrance.

“Say my name if it feels good.”

Slowly sliding in, he can feel your walls expanding to let him in, but they grasp him like a vice when he bottoms out. His arms are trembling as he struggles to hover over you. However, when you pull him on top of you, he doesn’t resist. You moan his name into his ear like he asked you, and he’s never heard anyone say it so beautifully. 

“Jungkook, I–”

You stutter, struggling to express how much you’re enjoying him buried in your guts.

“Feel good?” he asks, and you nod your head. “Want some more?”

You nod instantly, begging him to satisfy your cravings.

“Please… I just want you to fuck me.”

Your whining brings a smile to Jungkook’s face.

“I think I can do that.”

Your small SUV starts to rock as soon as he starts thrusting. The music playing through the stereo sets the tone, fueling his determination to ruin you in broad daylisght. He really didn’t think this through. There’s more room in his truck, but Jungkook didn’t have a second to spare. He’s on his lunch break too so this has to be quick so he can make it back to work in time.

Your moans become a little too loud so he leans in and conceals them with a kiss. It’s a gentle gesture, but it only makes you want more. As if he can get any closer, you tug on his strands to bring him closer, pushing his black beanie off of his head in the process. It falls on the car’s floor and becomes another random item tucked underneath your seat. Maybe one day you’ll need it, maybe you won’t. Who cares? It’s yours now; he’s forgotten about it.

He only has one thing on his mind.

“Hug me, baby.”

You never hesitate to do anything he asks, so your legs wrap around his waist, and your arms envelop him in your embrace. He can feel your pussy getting wetter by the second. Your walls are snug around his dick, but the grip only brings pleasure. It won’t be long now. He suddenly remembers the timer on his phone and he looks at the floor to see where he is on time.

Five minutes. He only needs three.

He shifts to a slightly different angle to hit the spot he knows will take you to your highest peak. He doesn’t even care if someone can hear you at this point. He’s just focused on making you feel good.

“Fuck. Jungkook, I have to–”

“I know, sweetheart,” he breathes. “Don’t worry about me. I’m right behind you.”

Jungkook can feel you clenching around him, bracing yourself for what you both know is coming. His back burns from the way your nails are piercing through his t-shirt, but he refuses to lose the momentum he’s created. 

When your words start to make no sense and your eyes roll back is when he knows you’re coming undone. You cry his name as your cunt pulses around his stiffened cock. He can barely thrust properly because you’ve gotten so tight around him. He bites the sleeve of his shirt as he tries desperately to hold on until you’re satisfied. 

The moment finally comes when you let out a relieved sigh, your body relaxing. Jungkook comes seconds later, allowing the tightened coil in his stomach to finally snap. He shudders above you while you stroke his hair, telling him how good he feels. He’d tell you how good you’re making him feel right now if he could form any thoughts. His cum spills inside the condom while he’s buried deep within you.

Jungkook gives himself 30 seconds to calm his heart rate but then jumps into action. He slips out of you and grabs some wipes out of your center console. He didn’t even have to ask you where to find anything to clean you up; something told him you’re just always prepared.

“Did you really miss me?”

He hears your small voice break the silence and he turns to your exhausted figure.

“Yeah, why do you think I’m here?”

“Pussy,” you snort.

Jungkook laughs.

“Alright, true. But that was after I saw you.”

He steals a kiss from your cheek while you’re slipping your pants on, making you squirm away and giggle. He’s never been so hooked on someone. Just seeing you smile is enough for him.

“I have to go if I’m going to be on time but come to my truck. I brought you some lunch,” he says, looking around to make sure he picked up his mess. Really he’s trying to spend every moment he can with you. Who knows how long you’ll avoid him this time.

“I think about you, you know.”

Jungkook pauses as he opens the door and turns to you. He nods.

“I sure hope so,” he replies. “Because you’re always on my mind.”

Before he can get caught up in your beautiful smile, he hops out and reaches for your hand.

“Come on. I gotta get going.”

“My car smells like you. I don’t wanna leave,” you pout.

Jungkook sighs and strokes your hand with his thumb. “Just come over later, alright? Just for a little while, kay?”

Excitement fills him up when you nod. He’d jump for joy if he didn’t know you’d tease him.

“Okay. I’ll come.”

But you never came. It was another week and a half before he saw you again.

-

He’s held your hand many times during sex, but this felt so different. He still remembers the electricity racing through his veins from the bit of contact. That’s why his smile keeps growing despite how unsure he’s feeling about this whole relationship.

11:22am You: So… You want it back? Gonna have to take it;)

11:22am Jungkook: I don’t want any smoke with you, love. It’s yours.

He wonders if you’ll wear it or just toss it somewhere. It doesn’t matter. He just wants you to have it for reasons he isn’t even sure of.

11:23am You: Smells like you. Yup, she’s a keeper.

Jungkook scoffs.

“So are you, love,” he whispers.

He just hopes you even want to be.

#jungkook x reader #jungkook smut #bts x reader #bts smut #bts fanfics #jungkook fanfics #thekpopuniverse #btshoneyhive #kvanity #bangtansorciere #jungkook imagines #bts imagines #fic: hours #fic: keeps #sugakookitty

[rinbowaman]

Myyy loveeeee, i just read the Heethan imagine withe period on the Bed. What would heethan do if we got a period stain in public? (It happend to me in 8the grade, i didnr go to school for 3 days cuse i was sooo embaressed XD)

Love youuuu❤️🫶🏼

“Sorry about that babe…”

Warnings: Some minor fluff, reader has her period unexpectedly, public humiliation, think that's it really.

Hope you guys enjoy this Drabble. Ngl I think this happens to the best of us, so my dear @lisaaannna, you aren’t alone in this.

Thank you for taking the time and reading my stories and drabbles. To show your support, please consider donating into my ko-fi account ♥️

“Pretty baby! Are you ready?” 

“Coming down!” 

Responding to Heeseung’s call, you make your way down the stairs hastily, phone in hand, and a soft smile on your face to greet him with. “Sorry, babe.” 

“No worries, are you okay?” His voice published a sense of concern after noting that you took a bit longer in getting ready, yet you weren’t elaborately dressed or decorated. Donning a simple sundress with subtle low heeled sandals, you nod in reassurance as he receives you in front of the last step. Quietly, you inform him of the false arrival of your time of the month. “Yeah I’m fine, I had some minor cramping and figured it was…you know– but it ended up being a false alarm. It will probably hit later this week.” 

Raising his hand, he delicately cups your cheek and stares intently into your eyes. “You sure you feel okay going out today?” 

Eagerly, you nod once more as you give your answer, expressing an adorning look from his affectionate sense of concern. “Yes, I’m fine. I’m excited!” 

His eyes shift low as he gives a single nod with a faint smirk. Taking you by the hand, he kisses your forehead and leads you out the door. The group had planned well ahead of time for this day to come, the opening of a new theme park. Everything had been coordinated months ago, and the tickets had all been pre-bought to secure everyone’s attendance at the festive opening of the new resort. It wasn’t a day that you could possibly give up, not after waiting for so long, especially since you had been looking forward to going with Heeseung, considering you both had yet to attend such a fun-filled event. Though he displayed his usual reserved and stoic countenance, he was just as eager to take you out. Any moment where he found himself spending an entire day doing everything with you, became the highlight of his life. Even though he prefers to stay at home with you, he realizes that taking you out on recreational dates was something you desired and appreciated, and he was happy to oblige so long as you met his demands to remain by his side, never to stray off, and to not associate with anyone. All of which was non-negotiable of course, yet you didn’t mind. 

The drive was long, nearly three hours. You and the crew headed out first thing in the morning to avoid traffic, and just as planned, you all arrived at perfect timing. Parking wasn’t an issue, the lines were short, and everyone was able to dip into the food stands before the area became too crowded. Taking a map, H/Nl suggests starting at Harry Potter’s World, and migrating to all the other regions from there on. 

The clock strikes noon and everyone had already been having a blast. Exploring the mapped out regions, hopping on one ride after another, you and Heeseung partook on the park’s more thrilling rides. You swore, this man was not afraid of anything, for even the most intimidating roller coasters had barely caused him to blink an eye when reaching the peak of its enthralling feature. You couldn’t say the same for yourself since you had grabbed onto his arm and buried your face into his bicep at the start of every ride. Nevertheless, you both were having a great time. 

“Anyone else hungry?” One of the boys vocalizes, to which everyone agreed and opted to go back to the food stands to grab lunch. Finishing up, you guys went back into exploring the remainder of the themed regions in the park, walking from one area to the next. The resort became overbearing as more people started to show up, causing the park to become overcrowded. Still, everyone was determined to explore the rest of the area, and so, you all headed towards the next themed region. While walking, you held hands with Heeseung, often glancing over to take in the sight of him sipping on his rather large drink. You chuckled as he puckered his lips around the straw, and were about to ask him if he was having a good time when unexpectedly, you felt a familiar sense that leaked its way out and started to flow from in between your thighs. 

A sudden rush of warm liquid that dispensed all too quickly, and even though you came prepared with the necessities to contain it, there wasn’t a restroom station nearby for you to tend to the matter. It wouldn’t have made a difference anyhow, much to your despair, since the flow was constant and already dripping down your legs. In a sudden notion, you reached out and grabbed onto Heeseungs arm while your steps came to a halt. He was in mid step when he felt you abruptly grab onto his arm. Turning half way around, he notices the wide eyed stare you dispelled onto the ground, along with the quiet burst of short gasps that escaped your lips. Something was wrong, and he didn’t need to stare at your face long for him to see it. Just as he was about to ask, a crimson trail making its way down your leg catches his eye, in plain sight for the world to see. Moving the slightest bit didn’t help, the movement caused the blood to seep out faster, you were helplessly frozen and didn’t know what to do. 

A large group from behind walks in your direction, and you begin to dread the humiliation that was forthcoming once they take notice of the stains in your dress, and the bright red coating of your legs with the blood pooling in the heel of your sandals. If that wasn’t bad enough, the crew that you came along with turned around after noticing that you and Heeseung were behind, and began to retract their steps to see what was up. A string of individuals and couples pass by and take notice, already making whispering comments that drowns you in a whirlpool of embarrassment. Trapped in between the oncoming crowds, you closed your eyes as your lips began to quiver, when suddenly you felt a cold splash hit you. 

Gasping at the brusque sensation, you look around to find that you were covered from the waist down in red fluid, one that was not leaking out from in between your legs. The ends of your hair had become drenched from the splash, and you look up to see Heeseung standing before you with his cup in hand, completely emptied. The scent of a cherry flavored punch hits your nostrils, you stood confused and stunned upon realizing that he had poured his entire jumbo sized beverage all over you. “Sorry about that babe.” 

You uttered your soft whimpers, trying to formulate words but nothing came out. H/N and Jake arrive with the rest of the group behind them, all in shock at the sight of what looked to be a freak accident. 

“Oh my gosh! Y/N! Are you okay? What happened?” 

H/N assesses the damage, and takes note of the empty cup in Heeseung’s hand, with hints of the juicy residue decorating the rim and dripping on the sides of the container. The plastic lid and straw lay pitifully by your feet, and you remain in shock as you feel yourself bleeding out. 

“My fault, I spilled my drink on her by accident when she asked for a sip.” Heeseung nonchalantly tells the group as he tosses the cup into a nearby trash bin. “Let me take you home, yeah? We should get this off before it ruins your dress.” Taking you by the hand, he walks you to exit the theme park and leads you back to his car. Everyone looked and stared for a moment, remarking how there must have been an incident that resulted in someone obviously spilling their drink on you. Thanks to the red coloring of the juice, every one you had walked passed on your way to the exit wasn't able to notice the blood that continuously dripped from beneath your dress. Opening the door for you, Heeseung sits you down, not at all concerned about the juice–or the blood getting on the seats. “Don’t worry about that babe, that can be taken out.” 

As if he read your mind, he comforts you by expressing his lack of concern for the stain and instead looks at you, flaring a soft smirk. “Seatbelt, beautiful.” 

He gently shuts the door and walks around to the driver’s seat. Starting the car, he doesn’t say a word and acts completely neutral, leaving no hints of intention in explaining the reasoning behind his actions, even though by now it became obvious to you. With your eyes becoming shiny from the tears that were forming, you felt overwhelmed by his quick reaction in saving you from the humiliation that was knocking at your door. But it wasn't just his instinctive reaction, it was the careful and considerate measure of preparations that came along with it.

You had to hear him say it. You had to hear him tell you in his own words why he did it. Why he got cherry flavored punch in a large size, knowing full well that he didn't like fountain drinks because they were too sweet for his liking, especially flavors with red coloring because they contained the most sugar. Yet he had purchased it and took minimal sips as he carried it along, stating that he didn't mind holding onto it even though you offered to take it off his hands, especially when you felt how cold his skin had become from single handedly carrying it during the lengthy walk. You had to hear him tell you...because it was moments like this that reminded you why you fall for this man every day, despite suffering his abrasive sense of love and affection, all drafted by the heavy flaws of obsession, possessiveness.

“...Did…”

“Hmm?” he looks up, slightly raising a brow as he maintains that soft and gentle smirk. “Yes baby?”

“Did you…was that because…”

“What are you trying to say pretty?”

Looking at him with glistening eyes, a single tear escapes your ducts and travels down your cheek. 

“Oh you must be sad because I spilled my drink on you. I’m sorry about that, I had a moment of clumsiness.” Putting the car in reverse, he smoothly backs the car out of the parking space, and maintains his focus on the road as he switches back over to drive. “Tell you what kiddo…” 

Heading towards the main exit, he keeps his eyes on the road as he vocals out his resolve. 

“Why don’t I make it up to you by taking you home, and while you clean yourself up, I’ll get your favorite pastries and make you some tea, and we can sit in and watch some movies. Hmm?” 

You softly smiled as the downpour of tears took over your expression. You quietly mouthed out “thank you” and watched as he let out a faint chuckle while staring down at the steering wheel, waiting at a red light with an expression on his face that was most melancholy.

“For what? It was my fault that we had to leave early, the least I can do is spoil you for the rest of the evening…and tomorrow…maybe even for the next few days.” Looking back into your eyes, he nearly whispers as he raises a hand, and gently drags his finger up along your cheek, collecting the tear drop against his knuckle. “At least let me take care of you for a little while…to make up for my dumb mistake.”

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