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iaeriy · 3 months

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can you write a smut about jude. where just is on holiday in Mykonos and meets reader at a beach party

thanks :)

holidays • jude bellingham x reader

summary; what anon requested! 🏩

word count; 5.3k!

warnings; smut, drunk reader! mention of alcohol, slight angst.. size kink, fingering, oral sex f! recieving, and squirting, public sex, counter sex, lastly aftercare!

a/n; NOT PROOFREAD. writing for jude makes me just wanna. SIGHS. i love writing for him, tho he’s a rival teammate..HAHA..anyway, i will be going to sleep, for now enjoy what anon reauested! 🎀

it was the perfect weather in mykonos, so relaxing and just everything you needed and planned for, the sounds of the water waving against the beach, the windy air blowing. you were currently laying down against your tummy, your older sister watching over you..particularly because you were the youngest..only 19, your cheek slowly rested on the towel. “hey wake up..we’re still staying until that beach party happens..” she said tapping on your back, “really? you think some beach party will fix the mood..” you said, before leaning your head back, your back arching..getting out a stretch. “i think it will miss grumpy pants..” she said, your legs sitting down into a criss cross. “you’re one to talk.” you said before getting up, suddenly you heard a gasp from your sisters mouth as she looked at you. “..you uh..got a sunburn on your bra strap..” she said before you pulled the strap looking at your skin, “great! isn’t that fucking great!” you said before a volleyball hit your back.

“ow..” you said before your sister got up and grabbed the ball, “you’re fine..just sit down..” she said, a tall boy approaching your way as you watched from your sisters shoulder. “i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to, is your friend alright?” he said before you looked at him, well he was cute. dead cute. you stared at him as your sister talked to him, “yeah she’s okay..she’s my sister..um, what’s your name by the way? i’ve seen you around here lately..” she said before he chuckled, “jude..” he said before you kicked your sisters ankle, a yelp coming out of her. “i think we should get going now amelia..” you said as jude looked at you, you smiled at him before he smiled back. “i’ll let you two be, it was lovely getting to know y’all.” he said before leaving as your sister turned around, “what the fuck did you have to kick me for.” she said before you stared at her, “um, wasting my timeee! let’s go now. we got somewhere to be at for your stupid beach party.” you said before she scoffed grabbing her stuff.

you felt a pair of eyes watching you, you turned around and saw jude. you gulped before he winked at you, “little bitch..” you murmured before amelia looked at you, “huh?” she said, you shook your head grabbing your tote, “nothing! let’s go now!” you said before you put on the tanktop and the pair of white shirts under your bikini and your slides before walking back home, the big white home she had rented just for the two of y’all.

you were now at home curling your hair, already dressed up in a white ruffled dress, the straps were thin to the point half the tanline of your strap was noticeable, you were finishing your hair before hearing amelia wander around the house looking for a pair of heels. “what are you looking for..” you said as she looked around, “heels!” she said before you rolled your eyes, “there’s some in my room!” you said before you heard her sprint to your room, you had already finished with everything as hair was the last option. you fixed your curls before walking oht the bathroom and downstairs you went, “hurry up..i’m more in time than you are..” you said rolling your eyes, grabbing your white purse watching your sister take her sweet ass time.

“can you be quiet!” she said before finding some heels running back downstairs as you scoffed, “sorry miss take her sweet ass time.” you said, a small gasp coming out of her mouth. “let’s go.” she said before you walked to the door, “you took your nice ass time for this, u better not regret this dumb beach party.” you said before she slapped your arm, “hush, now let’s just go back to the beach and we’ll have fun. tho you’re on a lookout..” she said as you turned around looking at her, “i’m completely fine! i don’t need a babysitter, i’m ninteen! i can be mature myself.” you said scoffing before you and her walked down the steps that led to the beach.

“you stick along with me. you’ll just follow along since i’m in charge of you.” amelia said as you scoffed, “can we at least go look at the flowers!” you said before she looked at you, “fine, let’s go..” she said before you ran off to the small area of the flowers, finding a white lily. “look!” you said before she walked over to you, “here..” she said holding it from you, wrapping it around your hair. “there, now you look pretty.” she said as you rolled your eyes, “so you’re saying i’ve never looked pretty? okay.” you said a laugh bursting out of her, “no! i was just joking!” she said finding a red lily herself. you ran over to her helping her put the lily on her hair.

suddenly you turned around and made eye contact with the same boy from earlier. what was his name again? ah, right. jude.

you gulped before turning around, amelia looked at you furrowing his brows. “something wrong?” she said, “no..that guy from earlier keeps staring at me..” you said before she turned around and looked at jude, “oh jude, maybe he wants to talk to me!” she said before walking over as you scoffed, “not everything’s about you!” you said yelling before chasing her, “didn’t expect you to come to the party yourself.” jude said talking to amelia, you gulped looking at him. he was drop dead gorgeous, a man who was so..soo..heavenly made. “i was already planning it since, it’s been something i’ve been wanting to do actually.” amelia said as you rolled your eyes, “and who is that pretty lady behind you?” he said before you widened your eyes. he was talking about me.. you thought to yourself.

“who?” she said as you scoffed, wow what a bitchy move. you thought before walking away to the beach around the water, “stupid bitch..” you murmured before taking your heels off letting the sand dip in your feet. “oh?” he said furrowing his brows before chuckling, “we should go, the fun is over there instead of over here.” he said as you watched him and your sister from far behind. you scoffed rolling your eyes, sitting on your knees in the sand. “stupid vacation. all i came was to be some little pet.” you said drawing on the sand, “meh meh meh.. “who?” dumbass you know who i am.” you said mocking her, watching the water waves. the sun already down before you got up putting your heels back on, walking back to the party.

you sighed looking around, no sign of your sister. you walked back before somebody tapped on your shoulder as you turned around looking up at a boy, “hm?” you said after he smiled, “you’re y/n? right?” he said as your eyes widened, “yes-how do you know..” you said furrowing your brows as he smiled, “i’m a twin..” he said before you tilted your head, “jude? you look almost like him..” you said as he nodded his head, “i’m a twin duh.” he said rolling his eyes playfully before you two walked off to some table.

meanwhile after a long conversation and a few drinks..

“where’s y/n!?” amelia said to jude as he shrugged, “think my brother took her for a bit..” he said before jude and amelia began looking for you until they found you giggling like crazy, “is she okay? what’s up with her?” jude said looking at you and jobe before you bursted out laughing, “i don’t know..she had a couple of drinks..” jobe said looking away before amelia looked at you, “i don’t think she should be here anymore..” she said, “how many drinks did she have..” jude said looking over at jobe, “i don’t know..i didn’t keep count..” he said before jude chuckled, “fucking hilarious..” he mumbled before you stood up, wobbly you went over and slapped amelia, “keep your mouth shut. i think you should stop being in charge of me miss take her sweet ass time.” you said before jude grabbed your arm, “i’ll just take her home..you already told me your address so i’ll just take her..” he said before you looked at him, gulping and giggling over him.

“i feel like i’m floating!” you said giggling before amelia rolled her eyes, “i told you, you weren’t supposed to drink.” she said crossing her arms against her chest, “woooo..way to go for me then, not my fault you want to be miss perfy perfect.” you said as jude looked at you, shocked by your words. “that’s not true! wake up!” she said as you tried to hit her again, jude grabbed you against his chest. “think it’s time to take her home..” he said as you moved around, “get off me!” you said.

“please do so..i’m so sorry.” your sister said before you mocked her, “y/n! enough!” she said as you sticked your middle finger at her, “shut up..” you said before you shrieked, jude carrying you. “put me down!” you said before jude walked out the beach putting you down almost by the stairs. “why are you even taking care of me..” you mumbled before jude looked over at you, “cause your sister cares and my brother didn’t look after you very well after i told him to.” he spat out, wrapping his arm around you helping you walk up the stairs. “funny..amelia..didn’t really help. she tried being around you more and she makes it all about her..” you said, “i don’t think she does..you’re just tipsy right now y/n..” he said, you giggled. “a-am not!” you said burping on accident. “well, you are.” he said as you two were walking back home.

“clearly not! just being h-honest about her..” you said looking down before you looked up at him, you gulped admiring his face features. “you’re really..handsome..” you murmured softly as he looked at you, “you think so?” he said smirking, a small nod in response as he looked away again. “why did she try to take me away from you..even when you were staring at me after you hit me with the ball..” you said softly before he stopped moving, “you’re drunk y/n..stop saying that..” he said. you whined. “o-oh my god! you’re still going on about this, i’m not!” you almost yelled out as he scoffed, “you are.” he said shaking his head in disbelief.

“i-i’m not! quit a-assuming! mister grumpy ass.” you scoffed as jude looked at you, “what?” he said, the english heavy accent making you blush and swallow. “you heard me. mister grumpy ass.” you said before walking away as he grabbed your arm, yanking you to his chest with a yelp from your mouth. “listen. i’m doing your sister a fucking favor.” he said before you frowned, “seriously!? after you asked her “whos that pretty lady?” you’re seriously ridiculous.” you said as he grabbed your arm tightly, “l-let go!” you said almost punching his chest before he grabbed your wrist pulling you into an empty area. “what are y!—“ you were cut off by his lips on yours, you kissed back cupping his cheeks. he continued kissing you, it was rough but yet passionate. a small desperate moan spilling out your lips before you pulled away with a string of saliva. “s-seriously..” you said panting, “that’s how you feel?” you said looking up at him, and boy..your eyes were dilated..

“nope. we’re just starting pretty.” he said before pinning you against the wall, you looked up at him. his brown eyes making you whimper over nothing, he grabbed your cheeks with his hand. “you just can’t keep that damn mouth of yours shut..how adorable.” he said before he kissed you again, you kissed back holding onto his shoulder, his free hand lifting you by your thigh. now against the wall..your legs wrapped around his torso. he slowly began to grind himself against you, a whiny moan slipping out in the middle of the kiss. he moved the strand of hair away from your face, tucking it in your ear, his hand resting on your cheek. he continued kissing you, the sounds of your lips moving against his, slowly making you wet as you felt the patch forming in your panties.

he slowly moved to your neck, kissing around your skin harshly. you whimpered leaning your head back as the thin material of your panties made your wet patch even more wetter soaking through the fabric, “barely even started and you’re already having fun..” he smirked before moving your panties to the side, your clit now out in display before you felt his bulge slightly nuzzle your throbbing clit. a moan falling out your mouth again, he was grinding on purpose. he kept throwing you off on purpose, just to tease. you whined before he kept grinding himself against you still, his bulge perfectly rubbing your clit as you moaned around him feeling him and his lips kiss your neck. “t-this is! s-so embarrassing!” you said closing your eyes shut, moaning in between. “you’re enjoying this yourself though, already being loud enough.” he chuckled, grabbing your hips. you yelped at his grip before looking down, “my my my..look at the mess leaking out of you already..” he said before he began to grind your hips against his growing erection. moans slipping out..one by one..

“j-jude..!” you whined, leaning your head against the brick wall. holding onto it before he dropped you down. a small whimper escaping from you. you were now standing up, your legs wobbly and slightly shaking. “b-be quiet!” you said whining, being distracted you didn’t even see jude going down. he chuckled to himself before he hid his face inside your dress, his hand holding your thigh. “what are y-you!” you said before he licked a long stripe, your eyes rolling back of your head as you moaned softly. his tongue still licking around you, hands trying to hold onto something, he spread your sides burrying his face in. sucking and licking up your juices, tons and tons of moans escaping out of your mouth. “j-jude..” you moaned out, his tongue swirling around your hole, you sighed shakily looking down. there he was hiding under your dress doing what he was up to. moans falling out the second he continued to flick his tongue around, it didn’t take long to feel his tonghe slip into your hole, your hands slowly pulling up your dress.

he slapped your hands, a whine coming out of you. he was devouring every inch of your cunt. your back was against the wall, his hands holding onto your thighs. your eyes were heavy and puffy, “y-you’re s-so..stupid!” you said before he covered your mouth from beneath, “..keep quiet and let your moans do the talking.” he said before sucking around your clitoris. your eyes rolling back again, the wind around you making your nipples seek through the material of the dress. your hips slowly buckled in the air for some type of friction, “m..ore..” you muttered, he gripped your thighs tightly as you yelped before laying his tongue flat. “you know what to do.” he said before you began to grind your hips against his mouth, you threw your head back against the wall, moaning loudly. he watched you fuck yourself against his tongue, your hands shaking having no sort of thing to hold or grip onto.

you continued grinding your hips against his tongue, his nose slightly nuzzling across your clit making you see stars as loud noises were echoed through the small space. “so loud and we’re just starting.” he muttered, your legs were shaking before you rested your thighs on his shoulders. his hands holding down onto your ass, your hips lazily moving against his tongue. you were in a frenzy, moan after moan. you felt the warm feeling form in your stomach, “i-i’m gonna cum!” you moaned out, you gripped onto his curls, moving your hips faster chasing your own orgasm. “o-oh god! jude,jude..” you moaned out his name as he gripped your hips. you whimpered looking down at him with your glossy puffy eyes, he began to rub his mouth around you.

and with that, your orgasm hit you. you moaned louder, gripping tighter onto his curls, “f-fuck!” you moaned out before he moved his mouth away, “we’re not done. i wanna see.” he said before you felt his ring and middle finger slowly gaze across your skin, as his fingers entered your hole. stretching you out slowly as you shrieked. “p-please!” you said shaking your head, before he began to thrust his fingers slowly. you teared up again, your orgasm slowly recovering as you became sensitive around him. he pulled back up leaning close to you, fingers still on you as he kissed you deeply, you kissed back with a moan as he continued to thrust his fingers. you cupped his cheeks, sloppily making out with him attempting to move his fingers away before he slapped your hand off thrusting faster. you moaned loudly before his lips muffled your sounds, you were shaking uncontrollably legs almost giving out, luckily with judes grip you were perfectly fine. “so messy, in my mouth and on my fingers.” he murmured before you slapped his hand, feeling another orgasm coming.

“s-stop!” you said as he shook his head, “not with your attitude.” he said, thumb rubbing your clit making you cry out a moan loudly. “j-jude! o-oh go-fuck!” you moaned out before screaming again, this time juice’s splashing out as you were moaning uncontrollably. he pulled his fingers away rubbing your clit with his palm, as you squirted out again. “y-you’re s-so embarrassing!” you said before he slapped your cunt as you stood limped, you looked at him breathing heavily before he tapped on your ankle. “move.” he said as you moved back a bit, he grabbed your panties putting them in his pocket as you blushed heavily before he kissed your cheek, “let’s go now.” he said as you nodded your head, you pulled down your dress, limping over to him. “y-you’re just going to i-ignore what you did?” you said as he chuckled, “not really, hold my hand tho. you have an issue with walking.” he said, your hand interacting wih yours as you limped back home.

“you had a nice grip..” you murmured before he looked down at you, “don’t need to tell me, i already knew from your perspective.” he chuckled before you slapped his arm, “be quiet!” you said before he looked at you, “we really have to do this again?” he said furrowing his brows, “do what!?” you said, the alcohol still in you making you feel so wuzzy. “don’t worry anymore..” he said before you rolled your eyes, “dumbass.” you muttered as he smirked sneaking his hand in your dress, his hand gripping your ass tightly. a small squeal and gasp coming out of you, “keep walking, i’ll do the talking later.” he said as you blushed, “get y-your hand off me!” you said, “still drunk..” he murmured, “what!?” you said, he shook his head in response before you two stood outside your house.

“you’re really bad at talking..” you murmured, “what?” he said, “you heard me. mister slut.” you said slightly letting go of his hand before he gripped your hand tightly, “hilarious, how am i so?” he said walking with you around the small town, “flirting with my sister..then you gave me a smirk and you just purposefully fucked me.” you said before he looked at you, “you’re serious? listen to yourself.” he said as you giggled. “oh i am small dick.” you said limping around. jude stood there watching you run around now that you and him were back at your temporary house, he rolled his eyes at your sentence.

“oh we’re home!” you said slightly running to the door, “i missed my homeee..” you said, jude scoffing watching the way you were tipsy before he opened the door, you walked in as he followed you behind, closing the door quietly. you turned the lights on before he pulled you again, a yelp coming out of your mouth. “h-hey!” you said before he cupped your cheek harshly kissing you. you kissed back with a moan before he carried you again, your legs wrapping around his waist as the two of you kissed deeply. he placed you on the counter, your hand sliding inside his shirt meanwhile your other hand pulled him closely by the back of his head, you felt yourself needy again. you were way way beyond in the mood for sex, that’s another reason why amelia had to baby you around. because of the things you’d say or think of.

you continued kissing him, his hand fondling with your breast already. you bit down his bottom lip slightly, his hand pulling down your dress as he pinched your nipple. you moaned into his mouth before he tongue kissed you, you kissed back moaning feeling him rub your nipple. meanwhile his free hand cupping the bottom of your asscheek, his finger rubbing your clit as you whined. “n-no..please..” you said whining before he slapped your boob, “and whos fault is it?” he said frowning looking at you, “what!? is this about your stupid argument you started!” you said before he kissed you again, “be quiet, how about that.” he said before you kissed back, melting into his touch. Your hands cupping his cheek as one leg rised up onto his hip, his clothed boner meeting in touch with your soaking cunt yet again, he leaned into your neck, kissing your skin as you moaned softly again.

Your hands began to wander around his body, specifically his chest and biceps. You unbuttoned one button off his shirt while he was distracted, unbuttoning a few more. Only one left.

“fuck me..”

He pulled away from your neck tilting his head looking at you, your dress messy and halfway pulled down from your chest, your legs parted as he chuckled. “wanna say that again?” He said sending you a cheeky smile, you rolled your eyes as your legs fell off the counter, now leaning on the counter, feet resting on the floor. “f-fuck me..” you whispered loud and clear for him, your fingers playing with the straps of your dress slightly pulling them down. Your dress slowly coming down from your body before it pooled around your ankles, you giggled watching judes eyes widen. “you’re just going to stand there? after acting all tough and all..” you said giggling before he grabbed you by your waist, you blushed heavily. “listen missy, i know what am doing. now lay on the counter.” he said as you nodded your head, your chest resting against the cool counter..causing your nipples to harden.

Meanwhile as he was behind you doing his business..

it was silent. You felt him behind you, you blushed heavily. “quiet now?” He said chuckling as you rolled your eyes, “can you be qui!-“ you moaned out feeling his thick length enter you, your eyes rolling back, your clit throbbing and going weak. “not even half way in and you’re already tightening, care to explain?” He said alapping your ass as you moaned out shaking your head, “i-i’m good..” you said before he pulled you back by your arms, “still got a long way to go missy..you can take my cock all in..right?” He said before you turned to look at him, biting down on your bottom lip, holding back a whiny moan. “mmmhmm..” you said as you felt him fully push himself in, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. “good.” That was the last word he said before he began thrusting himself into you, you moaned at the way his cock took you in slowly in and out. Tightly and perfectly, just like how he imagined yesterday.

“noisy already?” He said before you whined, “m-my god! c-can you j-just b-be quiet!” You said as he chuckled, his teasing was definitely not a help but made your clit throb for more. He pulled your arms back even more, your back now touching against his, “h-huh..” you quiet said before he thrusted deeply into you, his pelvis hitting against your ass, “any less back talking?” You mewled out loudly, as you heard him speak. Your body almost collapsing due to your shaky legs, as he kept thrusting into you. You moaned uncontrollably gripping onto his arm hoping you wouldn’t collapse, you yelped at the smack thrown at your asscheek. His groans coming out the second he would push himself back in, he pushed you back on the counter slowly starting to speed up his pace, you moaned uncontrollably gripping onto the side of the counter.

“f-fuck j-jude!” You moaned out as his cock burried harshly into you with his quick thrusts, his cock hitting every inch of your walls making you moan like crazy and uncontrollably. “how ashamed your sister would feel if she saw you like this huh?” He lowered down to you whispering, you whined out. “i-i don’t care!” You said before he gripped your hips tightly thrusting faster than he was into you, the pleasure making your eyes roll back as you jolted forward within every bit. He rested his head against your neck, “My favorite little cunt..” he said in your ear, you mewled out at his sentenced as he sucked onto your skin. You gasped in between your moans gripping onto his arm, you leaned your head against his shoulder, his cock slightly hitting against your cervix. You breathlessly moaned as your eyes slowly rolled to the back of your head.. feeling the over sensitivity rise up including the pleasure made you nearly cry.

You felt like you were going to explode, like your orgasm would approach. And that’s exactly what was about to happen in the next moments.

The pleasure rising to your tummy and clit, you tried to move before he pushed you back to his chest. “j..jude..” you moaned out, your eyes heavy and puffy from the previous sexual interaction. You were breathlessly moaning before he slipped out as you whimpered at the emptyness, he kissed your neck. “You okay?” He said softly into your ear, biting on your skin as you whimpered nodding your head, he pulled your hands behind again. You gulped for the next movement, he slammed himself back in, you moaned loudly again before he began pounding into you. Your legs shaking uncontrollably his free hand narrowing down to your clit, he rubbed around the sensitive knob. “Y-You don’t have to do th-this!” You said before he spanked you, your eyes tearing up again at the harsh smack. “And who says that? Just because you stopped being a brat?” He groaned out feeling you clamp around him, you shook your head whiny whimpers and moans coming out of your mouth.

“God your pussy is so magnificent baby..” he moaned out, your cheeks turning pink at the comment, his pace was steady and going out on a rhythm..his cock hitting nearly your g-spot making you whiny and moan for more. “Looks like were getting near..” he said kissing your shoulder, you blushed heavily feeling like you would burst around him. “Here?” He said almost finding your spot as you shook your head, he chuckled watching you react to the pace. “How about now?” He said pounding into your g-spot, you screamed out again his hand rubbing on your clit, wanting to get you at the same place he was. Your vision going blurry as tears were streaming down your face, “r-right th-there!” You stuttered out, you could feel the bubbly feeling in your tummy again. This was going to be more than your orgasm. You held onto judes wrist nearly bursting out.

“J-Jude..” you said shaking as you felt it, through your core to your tummy. You were panting and attempting to hold it in.

“Hm?”

“I-I can’t hold i-it! A-Any longer..!” You screamed out before you squirted yet again, your juices splattering on the floor and all over his fingers, you screamed out through the process. Your walls clenching making jude paint your insides with his cum, you breathed heavily as you were shaking. You fell on the counter, breathing heavily..a small sob coming out of your mouth from the relief. He carried you sitting you down on the counter, “You okay?” He said caressing your cheek, you nodded your head smiling before he put his boxers back on, you nearly fought back the sleep. He cleaned up the mess of the puddle on the floor..thanks to..you..

“Y-You didn’t..have to do all that..” you said sleepy, murming your sentence as he shook his head, “I did, don’t worry.” He said smiling, you slowly began falling asleep. Jude finished cleaning the floor up before throwing the towel away, he carried you bridal style as you grunted before looking at him half-awake, “Are you going to tell my sister..?” You said resting your head on his chest, he shook his head. “No, she’s rude as hell for no reason. She’ll be home late i’m assuming.” He said pecking your forehead as you smiled before he laid you down on the bed, “Jude..” you murmured out while he roamed looking for a shirt and pantys for you to wear. “Hm?” He said loud and clear, “W-Why did you wink at me earlier..” you said before he walked over to you, as he put your panties on for you.

“Wanted to talk to you..possibly get to know you..” he said as you smiled lazily, “reallyyyy..” you said before he chuckled, “sleepy or drunk?” He said as you whined, “both..im still dizzy..” he said as you chuckled, “cute..sit up now..” he said before you sat up, “arms up.” He said as you did so, he put the shirt over you putting it on for you, before you fell back on the bed. He found the makeup removal wipes before he slightly squeezed your waist, “sit up..you’re not falling asleep with mascara smudged all over your eye..” he said before you sat up, he gave you a wipe before you began removing it from your left eye. You finished removing it off before he handed you another wipe for your eye. You were nearly falling asleep, jude chuckled at you struggling.

“Jude..” you whispered before he looked at you, “yes?” He said before you put the wipe next to you as jude went to throw it away, “i think you’re cute..” you said sleepy before crawling to your spot going under the covers, he looked over to you chuckling. “You’re drunk y/n..” he said as you shook your head, “..mmm a-am not..” you said before looking at him, “sleep with meeee..” you said as he chuckled shaking his head, he kissed your forehead. “I don’t think amelia would like the sound of that..” he said before you whined, “please!” You said before he chuckled, “i’ll see what she says..” he said grabbing his phone before texting amelia. You were nearly half awake watching him and admiring him. “You’re actually cute..” you said as he turned to look at you. “Shhh..she said yes by the way..” he said as you giggled, he sat on the bed caressing your hand. His thumb rubbing your palm as you smiled before falling asleep.

He laid next to you getting under the covers before he wrapped his arms around you kissing your cheek before he fell asleep.

Not bad for a vacation for yourself..

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charmedreincarnation · 5 months

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I shifted using the void state!

I'm getting straight to the point because I know people don't like long success stories, but I used these two posts to finally shift to my desired reality and manifest my dream life.

Rotten’s Practical Guide to Shifting Realities

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1zgrhCYyct7xV4j7d7qYFcoO8bAMx5Jqdb3NGoO81Oqs/edit

Reddit Post: The Power of the Void State

https://www.reddit.com/r/shiftingrealities/s/XMIo5TPYlM

Anyways, when I learned about the void state on Reddit, I was instantly captivated. I mean, who wouldn't be? The idea of not only using it for shifting but also manifesting my dream life for myself and my family felt like a dream come true. That's when I came across the second post I shared about the void state, and eventually, the first document I shared. They were incredibly informative and completely changed my perspective on shifting and the law of the universe.

I went on to stalk many of the recommended success stories on Reddit, exploring posts and comment sections that mentioned you. You seemed to be a common denominator in their journeys, helping them shift or guiding them with your posts. It made me happy to see your positive influence, even though your posts were from years ago and it seemed like you no longer have an account. Unfortunately, many other creators' posts were either inactive or banned due to Reddit's strict rules which is really annoying.

However, someone made a post about you, and one of your friends ended up commenting with your Tumblr account. So, I gathered a lot of valuable information from your account and a few others (like Fleur, Pink, Rem, Sexy Dream Girl, etc.) on Tumblr.

I must say, the Tumblr shifting and void community is miles ahead of Reddit and Amino. I was shocked that I hadn't come across this community before. Reddit is just starting to talk about the Law of assumption and the void, whereas you guys have been immersed in it for years. I even encountered some misconceptions on Reddit, where people still think the void can only be used for shifting and not for waking up in a whole new life. 🙄

Regardless, finding this app was the motivation I needed, and I discovered so much valuable information. I ended up using your theta wave method, combined with the first Reddit post I sent, to enter the void and shift to my dr. It's truly mind-blowing how easy it all was.

I can vouch for this process. All you need are the two Reddit posts I shared, as the guide is highly regarded within the shifting community, along with a few trustworthy Tumblr bloggers. I've been part of the shifting community since 2017, so I've seen it all, and I managed to shift within just two and a half weeks of finding these resources. Even though I was struggling with depression and suicidal thoughts, I realized it doesn't have to hinder your journey.

I wanted to share my experience here, and I might make a post on Reddit too. However, they have become stricter with success stories due to anti-troll measures, and it takes weeks to even months for anything to be processed. So, I wanted to share my journey here first.

I also recommend this: https://www.reddit.com/r/shiftingrealities/s/daFCQdyHim because it helped me understand what shifting really is. Manifesting too!

Lastly I'm 26 years old, and I've noticed that Reddit tends to have a more adult audience compared to Tumblr. At first, it felt nice to be surrounded by fellow adults discussing shifting. On the other hand, seeing Tumblr mostly filled with teens and younger adults made me wonder if it's easier for them, especially without the weight of responsibilities that often come with age.

But let me tell you, age is not a factor that determines our success in shifting. Whether you're 13 or 55, it doesn't matter. This is something we can all engage in, no matter our age.

Sure, there might be some challenges that come with getting older. As we accumulate more life experiences, doubts tend to creep in, and we become more logical. But guess what? Those doubts and logical thinking don't define our ability to shift realities. They are simply hurdles for us to overcome.

Hi love! I've spent some time going through all the resources you shared, and they've been incredibly helpful! Actually i have seen that guide in so many places, and it's truly enlightening. Thank you for sharing these amazing tools with us!

And yes, I wholeheartedly agree with what you said. age and doubt really do have no place in our journey they really don’t matter in the grand scheme of things.

I used to engage with @theastralplaneandbeyond5487 on Amino and Reddit too. He also has an informative YouTube channel and is in his 50s, I believe. His experiences and insights are rlly helpful and further show that age is just a number in this journey.

His journey showed me that we can do whatever we we want , regardless of our age. It's a beautiful reminder that we're all capable of creating and experiencing whatever we want 🩵

Also omg my Reddit era in 2021 was so fun. I’m glad it’s still helping people though my views have definitely evolved :D!

#law of assumption #manifesation #void state #reality shifting #shiftblr #void success

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julicity · 1 year

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SEBEK ZIGVOLT - OVERBLOT -

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Please see the full sized version linked above! Since it’s been compressed pretty badly here...

And here’s a version without the unnecessary lightning background, and a face close-up without the glow effects.

ALRIGHT, so this is one of the biggest pieces I’ve done in a long while. I put a lot of work into this so I hope you all enjoy~

I’ve got a lot to say about this one, so read at your own leisure lol.

I think it’s worth leaving notes on my design choices for this one, so I’ll start with that.

First of all, Sebek's character is based off of lightning/thunder (obviously) and also Maleficent's crocodile minion, the latter which I incorporated more parts of (like the halberd and the pointed coattails like his croc tail). Also his phantom would be based on the croc minion character.

I originally wanted to give him more actual crocodile features, like a tail or scales or something, but it wasn't really working out the way I wanted, so I scrapped it.

Most OB’s have long, ripped clothing so I gave him more of a cloak akin to Maleficent’s, the shape of the collar specifically being the same as hers.

I added some spikes on the coat like crocodiles have down their back and tail.

I really like the leg pieces that Riddle & Leona had for their OB’s, and the weaving pattern also happens to make a zigzag lightning shape, so it fits.

I also like the OB designs that have super drippy blot on their arms.

Some things are just copied from his dorm uniform, like the waistband and belts, and the shoulder armour (not the spools of thread though...).

The left shoulder armour doesn't exist in the normal dorm uniform. OB Sebek has one made of blot because Sebek's biggest insecurity is that he's incomplete and will never be good enough due to being half-blood and he wants to be whole T^T

Lightning-shaped blot markings on his face of course. Mostly I just tried to make something that didn't look ugly...

Lastly, I wanted to make his hair messier, but it would end up covering his beautiful face so I let it remain swept back - 3- (aka I couldn’t make it look nice).

So in terms of why Sebek might OB... he clearly has an intense, unresolved internal hatred for his human blood, due to the environment he grew up in. And the way he copes with these emotions is by taking it out on the people around him. It just seems like with the intensity of these feelings, if he were to keep it internalized, it would completely destroy him from the inside. And he just has NOT had the chance or know-how to learn to accept himself and therefore others. So of course, this is something he needs to work on but he definitely cannot do it alone. I think something traumatic does need to happen for him to realize and learn from his ways honestly. In terms of the canon, this will probably be due to Malleus' overblot or whatever shenanigans will happen in Book 7.... but Sebek himself overblotting would do just as well.

I think this fic does a really good job with building up Sebek's OB and his mindset throughout it all getting worse and worse... --> READ HERE It’s still in progress at the moment of posting but the after-blot plot is really wholesome too for us Sebek fans. EVEN IF you are not one you should still give it a read. (Just for full disclosure, my OB design is not based on the one described in this fic.)

Thank you for reading my rambles. I’ve got more angst coming ;>

#sebek zigvolt #twst sebek #overblot #twst #twisted wonderland #dmunart #*smiles in angst*#i've got a couple related and unrelated ideas so it's just gonna get worse *laughs evilly*#thanks for everyone's support btw... i really appreciate you all

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beneatheaven · 6 months

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masked sex with beomgyu

lowercase intended, 1,841 words, haven’t proof read

smut under cut, minors do not interact

you weren't one for parties. you would have rather been in your dorm studying or under your covers sleeping. but your friends insisted on you going out to this halloween party. dress up, sexy for once, and let loose. you gave in, because the idea of dressing up for one night of the year, as something you aren't, sounded fun.

just the cliche, out of your comfy modest clothes that covered you up. into a body fitting slim dress. with every step it wanted to ride up your thighs, and it made your boobs look good. nothing something you would ever be seen wearing..thanks to your friends for finding this for you. being dressed as the typical college angel, throwing on some wings and getting your makeup and hair done cutely.

lastly you decided to wear a mask to cover the top half of your face, with the prettiest beading. maybe if no one knew who was under the mask, you would be more confident with your actions..

still really nervous when you arrived to the party. at one of the many halloween college parties at the handful of frat houses. you looked so hot though, so you needed to feel hot. you and your friends doing a round of shots before doing anything. guys started to look at you, noticing your curves, feeling less tense now, you told your friends you were going to look for someone to dance with. they cheered for your new found confidence as you walked away.

you knew only a few people at this party, and some were familiar faces. then of course.. so many of them in costume you could either not see their face too well or had no idea who they were. although everyone is here to look hot, get drunk, and have fun.

turning around to go look somewhere else, you bumped into someone. "oh i'm sorry about that." he turned around to get a look at you. he was in a mask similar to yours, except he had fake blood splattered on it and on his face. you looked down to see he had some more on his open button up and blazer. as well on his chest that was peaking through.

"no worries you're good." "did i scare you?" he was so tall and his lips were so pretty. "no no, you don't look scary, you look pretty hot." his words making your skin jump a little. "i could say the same about you, what are you supposed to be a psycho killer?" reaching your hand out to play with the buttons on his shirt were the fake blood stains were. "yea, i left my axe somewhere but i think it's long gone." he's checking you out and how pretty you looked under the party lighting. even if he can't see you because of the mask.

"but i wanted to wear a mask because i'm not really into these things. if you saw what i looked like i think you would understand." he didn't mind your hands on his chest. "i don't know, you look pretty hot right now. who's to say you aren't like this all the time " you don't understand how you're talking like this so easily. "but i like the mask, makes you more mysterious." he laughs lightly, smirking at you. god he's so fucking hot already.

"guess you like me more than just for my scary psycho killer costume." he tries to pull you in closer to him. "maybe i do, come chase me and find out." stepping back from him. "serious, want me to chase you?" nodding at him. "okay, let's do it, better run fast."

starting to push through the crowd of people, the sound of your heels clicking against the hard floors, it was easy to follow you. at some point he saw you enter into a more secluded area of the frat house. when you entered it looked like a room they used for storage space. lots of closets and boxes everywhere. deciding to hide inside a closet, you could hear the loud music along with the sound of your heart racing. this was so fun for you.

hearing the door open following his voice. "hmm i could almost feel how scared you are." you could hear his voice a lot more clear. it was deep and sultry. he was looking around the room still until he stood in front of the closet you were hiding in. "does this turn you on? being chased by a masked stranger?" honestly yes it does, he's making you rub your thighs. trying to help that aching feeling he's giving you. "now, come out for me." he says as he opened the closet doors open. doing a playful dramatic scream for him. "so cute, how was that?" his hands finding your waist, pulling you out the closet to pin you against the wall.

"perfect, so turned on now." resting your hands on his chest leaning your lips closer to his. he sensing the tension, leaning into you and sharing a deep kiss with you. one of your hands finding its way to the back of his neck, kissing him harder, making the kiss messy. your roughness was making him moan into your mouth. his deep moans making you wetter by the minute. you don't want to hear the end of it.

he broke the kiss, making you whine, missing the feeling of his lips against yours. "so hot and sexy, wore this short dress to get fucked didn't you." heavy breathing trying to catch you breathing nodding at him. your hands going up this face, touching his mask. "god your body is so hot." his hands exploring your body, your focus still being o his face, you could see the hunger in his eyes. "off." chuckling lightly at how whiny you sound. "no not yet pretty. let me see more of you first." trusting his words, you let him continue to explore you.

his left hand holding onto your face while his right hand finds its way between your thighs. "here let me put my thumb in your mouth." parting your lips for him letting him slip his thumb inside. moaning softly for him. "such a good listener, sweet girl." his fingers pushing your panties to the side, gliding his fingers up and down your core teasing you. inserting a finger inside, making you yelp. his left going down to your waist to keep you steady.

"fuck, you're so sexy like this, yea you like this don't you? a stranger fucking his fingers into you?" "god yes yes, please." digging your fingers into his shoulders. he just knew how to talk to you.. "yea you wouldn't want me if you knew what i looked like." "n-not true, ohh please don't stop." inserting a second finger, he kept his fast movements inside you, his lips finding your neck and collarbones, covering your skin in wet sloppy kisses and a hickey here or there.

he was so alluring, looking up at you as he kissed your skin. getting lost in his stare, such pretty eyes he had. "let me see you." taking your chance, lifting the mask off his face..

you couldn't believe it, one of the hottest frat guy in your class, choi beomgyu, was fingering you and found you hot. "like what you see?" "mhmm.." pulling him up into a kiss. hands holding onto his face so he wouldn't pull away too soon but be broke the kiss to look right at you and say "now it's your turn pretty."

lifting up the mask with one hand, as his fingers stopped inside you. a small quiet whine left your lips as he saw your entire face. "of course, girls like you are so freaky." his fingers thrusting inside you again. so glad he found you hot after knowing who you really are. "b-beomgyu please-" "yea say my name like that, cream on my fingers baby."

after a couple more seconds, he took his fingers out of you. licking his fingers clean of your juices. "alright come on, lift that dress up a little more for me." as if your dress hasn't completely ridden up your thighs by now. hearing the sound of his belt and pants ruffling as he pulls them down. "here lift your leg up, yea yea around my waist." you were so wet, inserting his cock in you was a breeze.

holding onto his shoulders, as he held onto your waist to help his fast thrust. "god this costume was made to get fucked in, wasn't it?" his words making you moan, turning you on so much. there's just no way he had you like this right now. "yes, for you, j-just for you." earning a rough groan from him, cutest quiet girl in his class, was losing it all for him.

he looked so hot, his long hair faming his face perfectly. the dark lighting, with the help of the moon peaking through the blinds, you found beauty in everything about him. his lips finding yours again, neither of you would get tired of each others taste.

his thrust getting harder now, making you yelp breaking the kiss and dig your nails into his shoulders. "you like it rough don't you?" "god yes." pulling out of you until it was just the tip, just to thrust his entire length roughly. you could feel how thick he was inside you, every vein and bump, he was so perfect. "take my big cock, take it slut."

he knew how to get you going. continuously thrusting, while kissing your neck, hickeys in places you're going to have trouble covering up later. but you didn't care, you have him right now. "you close?" nodding with a whine escaping your lips. bitting down your lower lip as his thumb comes down finding your clit to rub it.

you came with a loud moan of his name, "yea scream for me, no one can hear you." getting louder and he helped ride out your high. "ohhh i'm cumming baby." feeling his seed inside you. it all just felt so good. when he pulled out of you, both of you moaned, at the feeling and sight of his cum dripping out of you, down your legs.

he made you so weak you lost your balance. "hey hey i got you." his hold on you made you feel so warm. after all that he still cared. thanking him for his sweet action. "yea, did you like that? because.. i did." still catching his breathe while he looks at you, the way your eyes shine at his words. "i did, i really did beomgyu. i wouldn't have expected this to happen if i'm being honest." getting shy under his gaze.

"me either, but i just didn't know how to approach you before. but please, after this let me take you out on a proper date." flashing a smile at you, he was so pretty. "i would love that beomgyu."

#txt smut #txt hard hours #txt imagines #txt scenarios #txt x reader #beomgyu smut #beomgyu hard hours #beomgyu imagines #beomgyu x reader #beomgyu scenarios

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ourautumn86 · 1 year

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in heat

eddie munson x fem! reader

synopsis; in which your teasing becomes too much and eddie finally gives you the fuck you needed —and what you had been wanting all along; his cum filling you to the brim—.

cw; 18+ content! minors dni!!, teasing, daddy kink, use of pet names like pretty girl, baby, princess…, corruption kink, innocence kink, degradation, fingering (r receiving), spanking (thighs and cunt), orgasm denial, degradation, use of names like slut and whore, praising, filthy oral sex (m receiving), dirty talking, throat fucking, breeding kink, unprotected piv sex (guys wrap it before you tap it), cream pie, multiple orgasms, horny feral dirty sex, nipple play, hickeys…

REMINDER: english is not my mother language so i apologize if there are some mistakes <3 !¡ either ways, i hope y’all like it. <3

REPOSTS AND COMMENTS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED!

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“Come on, gorgeous. Stop playing with me.” he sighed, completely out of it. The only thing he could focus was just how beautiful you looked in that night pink lace nightgown, lace thigh tights and lace panties? Fucking paradise.

“I’m not playing daddy.” you smiled. And if he knew better, he would have believed you. But Eddie Munson had corrupted you long ago, he wouldn’t fall for that false innocence that you once truly portrayed anymore. He hissed when your little clothed feet pressed a little bit too hard against his growing dick underneath his pants. You had been teasing him for half an hour now, as you both watched a film. You had playfully started to climb his chest with your feet just to slip them down and go at it again, exposing your little clothed cunt and plushy thighs to his hungry eyes.

Oh, but you were. And he knew that. You always started teasing him the most when that pussy of yours would clench and grow wet in slick in hopes of getting filled and split open with the big and fat cock of your daddy. You loooved to tease him, actually. Always trying to push his buttons ‘till he couldn’t take it anymore and snap at you.

You sought out for those angry reactions that only made you want him more, for his harsh treatment and words, and lastly, for the rough hate fucking that came with it. You wanted him to split you in half, to choke you and spit in your mouth as he relentlessly fucked into you, edging you to the point of tears just to give you a goddamn lesson after having spanked your plushy ass.

The best reward after taking him so good would be feeling him spill in you, all that white cum breeding you to sleep. He’d also leave his cock inside to keep it warm for the next morning, when he would once again abuse your sore cunt. You loved it, had you drooling and a babbling mess just for him.

“Stop.” he said in a harsh tone, each of his hands taking one of your ankles to push them against the sofa so you would stop with your fucking games, still leaving those pretty thighs of yours parted for him to watch.

You only giggled a little bit when you noticed the bulge in between his own, your eyes going back to the movie that you were supposed to watch but weren’t paring attention to. Why pay attention to something so boring when you could have so much fun playing with your daddy?

He had got your legs, fine. But you still had your hands…, and your mouth.

Your fingers pressed against the corner of your mouth, running trough your bottom lip as you parted it in an ‘innocent’ fidgeting, eyes glued to the screen in supposed concentration. You acted as if you couldn’t feel the burning gaze of the curly haired on you, or the tightening of his fingers around your ankles when you popped one of your finger inside your mouth, lolling your tongue around it as you would with one of the sweets Eddie always bought for you, sucking on it from time to time. The wet sounds of your drool somehow sounding louder than the screams that came from the tv.

You could hear his breathing get heavier as your other hand snaked down your body, outlining the curve of your tits on your way down in between your thighs. Your hand just stood there, cupping your cunt before you’d tickle yourself with soft breathy strokes up and down your slit. It was enough to make you yearn for more, but not to subside that aching inside of you.

“What are you doing?” you had to fight the smile that wanted to curve your busy lips when your boyfriend’s voice —low with desire and anger— reached your ears.

You didn’t even look at him, continuing with your teasing as you ‘concentrated’ on the film. “Nothing daddy.” you answered, fully knowing that lying wasn’t really gonna help you for him to be gentler. Not as if you wanted it anyways.

He grunted, hands kneading the flesh of your calfs, nails digging on the lace of your tights and making you slightly squirm. “Stop lying.” that made you look straight into his eyes, and your pussy fluttered when you saw just how blown his pupils were, the brown of his eyes almost pitch black as he stared at you. Almost there…

“But I’m not lying daddy…” you pouted, hips rocking against your hand when you pushed harder against your clit, a little whine leaving your lips at the lightning of pleasure that hit your body. “I’m not doing anything…”

The next thing you felt was a big pull of your legs — body scooting closed to your boyfriend’s— and the harsh spank that his hand left on one of your thighs. “Oh, yeah? Then what is this?” your mouth fell open when his own fingers pressed against the wet spot on your panties, making you gasp for air when he had bumped against your clit. You let out a little whimper when he pushed away your hand, copying the little strokes you had been teasing him with before harshly pushing his hand down your panties. He grunted when your slick coated his fingers. You were dripping. “Look at the mess you’ve made.” you let out a little cry when he pulled them down your thighs, stripes of lick connecting your wet cunt with the lace. “Aw, that’s embarrassing.”

“Daddy…” you received a spank on the side of your thighs as two of his fingers slammed inside your pussy, harsh thrusts touching the spot in your gummy walls that made you see little stars dancing in the dark of your closed eyes. Your back arched and lips parted, a sinful amount of high pitched moans filling the room as he finger-fucked you. Your thighs closed when his thumb pressed against your swollen clit, the sudden pleasure making you curl on yourself.

“Did I told you you could play with this little pussy of mine, hmm?” Another slap, this time to your cunt, was given once he had pushed them part one again. The pain had you whimpering and bucking your hips towards him for more, what made him chuckle. “Filthy little fucking whore.” you cried out at his degradation, even more when he went back to fuck you with his fingers. He was shifting in the sofa, pushing himself in between your thighs and on top of you. Your fingers gripped on his Black Sabbath tee, pulling from it so he could lean down and kiss you, but he wasn’t having it. “Nuh-uh, only good girls deserve a kiss.” tears swell your eyes at his words, his face making a fake pout when he saw them stream down your cheeks, not really caring about your pleading. Your head fell backwards when his fingers curved inside of you, fingertips pressing against your g spot and making you jolt under him. “ You liked that? Did that feel good?” you were nodding, walls clenching around his fingers as he worked you towards your imminent orgasm. His free hand around your neck made you a little bit more silent, taking your breath away, but it only made that burning coil on your lower stomach expand. There was nothing you loved more than having your boyfriend’s hand on your neck. Well maybe his dick. You definitely liked his dick more…

“Daddy, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum…” you muttered in between thrusts, feeling yourself get higher and higher and…

And then, you were falling.

“No, please daddy, please I was so close… Please, please, please…”

“Too bad.” You were crying at the emptiness that his fingers had left inside of you, your hips bucking towards his hand, as if you could fuck them back in. “You thought you could go ahead and be a little slut, tease me for almost an hour and then go and get to cum?” he whispered against your ear, his fingers digging in the flesh of your neck, which was damped with your tears. “You don’t deserve to feel this good.” you were nodding, too desperate for a release to even fully register the anger in his voice. He was pissed. Really pissed. “So I’m gonna use you.” your ears took in the sound of his belt being unbuckled and the ruffling of his clothes being pushed down his thighs.

You moaned in pain when his hand moved upwards towards your hair, pulling from it hard enough to have you stumbling and falling down the sofa and in between his now parted legs, his leaking cock twitching and fully hard against his happy trail. The sight made your mouth water. You loved Eddie’s dick, wether it was inside your or deep down your throat. It was so big… And it always was so fucking hard to take…

But you loved it. Lived for him to make a mess of your insides every time he fucked your brains out.

“Open up.” you followed his instruction, rosy lips parting and tongue sticking out, what made him groan, fingers with which he had just fucked your cunt pushing inside your throat. You gagged a little bit, but still took them, your tongue swirling around them, cleaning them up as you sucked, cheeks shallowing. He relished on the way your beautiful and wet eyes looked at him, so needy and thankful to have something in your mouth… But you found yourself whimpering when he pulled from them, a string of spit connecting his fingers with your mouth, which opened in need to seek them back around you tongue, but the harsh grip on your hair stopped you. “Such a greedy whore…”

“Please daddy, let me suck your cock, please…” you pleaded, making him click his tongue when you took him in one of your hands, your cheek pressed against it as your glossy doe eyes stared up at him from between his thighs.

He groaned.

“Fucking slut, look at you, down on your knees and begging to let you choke on my cock…” he scoffed, his fist gripping your hair and pushing down on it, making you gag. “That’s it, fuuuck, you have such a good fucking mouth baby, always so wet and warm for me…” you whimpered, your nails digging on his thighs, making her moan. “Atta girl…” he praised as you deep throated him, letting him fuck your throat. tears were brimming your eyes, and your jaw was staring to hurt, but your cunt was also so wet… You loved it when he used you like this. And you loved his cock, suck it, jerk it, even fuck it.

You were grinding down on your heels desperately, trying to get some friction, to relieve the aching of your little throbbing clit.

Spit was pooling at his base and dripping down to his balls. eddie loved it messy. And you were always so fucking messy while sucking him off… You always ate him as if you were starved for it.

He let out a loud yet deep moan when you let his cock go with a pop to suck on his balls, your hand wrapping around his cock to fuck him with your fist.

“Fuck baby, just like that…” he sighed, feeling his balls tighten. due to your teasing he had been trying to fight a boner for hours… He was fucking pent up. And you looked so fucking hot with your gloss all smeared and chin dripping on his pre cum and spit… “Shit baby, need your mouth on me…” he said, and you were quick to take him down your throat, relaxing when you felt his hand start to guide you once again, each time harder and deeper, faster… “ ‘M gonna cum baby.” he groaned, fucking your throat, groaning when you pushed away and instead jerked him with your hand.

“Want it inside daddy, please, please fuck your cum into me…” you whined, and his dick twitched on your hand.

“Fuuuck…” he sighed, trying really hard not to bust his loud right there and then. there were some days in which you’d beg him to not pull out as you fucked, to fuck you full of his cum. Those days you always had the best sex, ‘cause you were always fucking dripping, and so hot Eddie swore he would melt. You were extra sensitive, and so needy it made you blush at the memory of it the morning after. He could still hear your cries for more from the last time, as he fucked you from the back, fingertips bruising your hips and pussy leaking with already two of his loads. “Come up here princess, come sit on your Daddy’s cock.”

You were fast. Fast to get rid of your goddamn drenched panties and skirt to straddle his lap. Your pussy was completely soaked, almost drooling on his tip. You were fucking horny, and you needed him now.

You whimpered as you sank down on it, hearing Eddie groan, his hands clasping your hips.

“Ah, eddie, fuck…” you sounded so fucking desperate it was pathetic. But you felt in fucking heat.

“Shit. Pussy always ready for me, hm? Ready for my fucking cum.” he grunted, his head leaking, he was gonna cum so hard…

“Yes, yes Eddie please, fuck!” you whined, feeling him completely sink into you, caressing your cervix and making your eyes roll to the back of your head. It didn’t take long until you felt him twitch, right before he came deep into your cunt. You whimpered, and he grunted as you rolled your hips to feel him more, deeper… Your back arched at the feeling of hot spurts of cum painting your walls, and Eddie was sucking new bruises on your neck, marking you up to make everybody know you were his.

“Feeling better sweet girl? This what you wanted, for me to fuck you full, hm?” his voice was deep, and hoarse, but before you could answer his hips were snapping upwards, and his cock was hitting your g spot, the squelch of his cum inside your wet pussy making you blush. “Listen to her, she’s begging for more, isn’t she? You still want more, baby?” you moaned, nodding, your nails digging on his shoulders. “Of course you do…“ he teased you, and the breath got punched out of your lungs when he dragged you down onto his cock.

“Eddie!” you cried out, his lips latching to your neck, one of his arms surrounded your waist and with his now free arm he pushed up the clothing on your chest to suck on your tits, making you let out a pornographic moan that had his dick leaking. “I’m gonna cum!” tears were rolling down your cheeks as his pace quickened. He was fucking you brainless. You were letting out little sounds and cut out moans with every harsh thrust, and you were getting so tight…

“You gonna cum, baby? Gonna cum all over my cock?“ he inquired, and you nodded, the knot on your stomach about to snap.

“Need your cum…” you whimpered, desperately riding his dick as his hips snapped up into your dripping core.

“Need my cum baby? Need me to breed you? Fuck a baby into this little cunt of yours?” you moaned, choking on air.

“Yes, fuck, Eddie, please…”

He groaned, fucking you harder, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling up the trailer. You were sure his neighbors could hear you. He was babbling something about fucking you full as soon as you would cum, and that’s what you needed to fall apart in between his arms, your pussy gushing all over his cock as your moans became more and more loud. Your walls pulsated and tightened around him, and as he had promised, he filled you up to the brim with his second load. You two fucked each other through it, moaning and grunting, panting. Your thighs were shaking, and Eddie’s fringe was sticking to his forehead.

His tongue pushed into your mouth for a lazy wet kiss, and you sat on his cock for what it seemed hours on end, keeping him cum all warm and inside.

Let’s say that Eddie fucked you one more time that night before going to sleep that night… Or maybe four.

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a/n; been so long since i started writing this and never ended it… hope y’all like it <3

stranger things masterlist! <3

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wettvagina · 6 months

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REVENGE COUPLE

SYNOPSIS: Jean cheats on you with Mikasa, and Mikasa cheats on Eren with Jean. Subsequently, you and Eren get together. The perfect revenge couple.

WARNINGS: p in v , creampie

a/n:lol

You laid almost lifelessly in the comfort of your bed, in your dorm room. Your mouth was dry and your eyes felt heavy, your hair physically triggered you as you could sense the grease and tangles.

You laid there, bitterly as your phone buzzed repeatedly, you didn't know if you've even processed everything yet, however this pain was like a knife in the heart. It was as if, something you've worked so hard for, perfecting it with every second passing, was suddenly stolen from you.

That pinpointed half of what you were feeling, the other half being the feeling of resentment and a sense of palapbility towards yourself, taking great concern towards your flaws, physically and mentally. You simply felt like an object, something that somebody could chew up, then spit out when they've grown bored, or in your case; chew up and spit you out when they want a new one.

Thoughts; memories, moments, words he said to you, all ran through your mind, toying with your head as you leaned into your pillow, wondering, why?

Just why? Were you not good enough, did you not put your everything into your relationship, were you annoying, or did he not find you attractive. Thoughts plagued your mind consecutively before one thought occupied all the space.

Maybe he was just an asshole.

An asshole; for doing that.

for making you feel this way.

for making you look at yourself in a hateful way.

Or perhaps, you were just gullible, foolish for believing that genuine love could florish between people like you two, you were simply stupid for loving him in the first place, for giving him all of you and him betraying you in the snap of a finger was your punishment.

Pain, anxiety, lonliness was constant in your system, as you fell into the loop; reminiscing the memories you shared with him, painting him as an asshole to get your brain to move on, deducing yourself to be a fool for loving him in the first place, as lastly concluding that you were still in love with him.

You sighed for the hundredth time, turning your face so that your vision pointed up at the ceiling, you extended your hand to grab your phone which vibrated against the wooden nightstand it laid on, providing a small exposure of light in your pitch black room.

Turning on your phone, you see the million notifications from your friends, asking if you were okay, you saw some notifications from boys whom were waiting patiently for you and Jean to break up to slide into your DMs.

Clicking on the Instagram icon, you waited for the homepage to load, your heart begun drumming against your chest as you saw the pink-to-orange gradient circle around Jean's round profile photo displayed on recently uploaded stories.

Impulsively, you clicked the icon, regret coiling in your brain as the story took time to load, upon loading, your eyes widened, seeing Mikasa's face posted to a love song, the red heart emoji captioned the screen as the story, and the music played from your phone.

Your eyes prickled with tears as you slammed your phone onto the bed, you screamed into your pillow, groaning as you stood to your feet, "This won't fucking do.'' you grunted, "Hey y'all, halloween party at my place, pull up if you're free" Floch's voice ringed from your phone, turning your phone screen to face you, you looked at Floch's Instagram story that automatically played, an evil smirk forming on your face as you rummaged through the pile of clothes on your floor.

Grabbing a black bra, a pair of shorts and a pair of black boots which stopped mid-calf, you stripped out of your two-day old clothes, wrapping yourself in a towel before stepping into the shower. "Siri, play some music." you chimed as your hype-music boomed from your phone's speaker.

Stepping into the shower, you washed your hair, shaved every part of your body with caution, muttering "I have to get laid." repeatedly like a crazy woman. Stepping out of the shower, you grabbed a black thong, music boomed in your ears as you danced in your dorm room while slipping the thong up your thighs, followed by your dark blue denim shorts, you grabbed the straps of the thong, raising them so they were visible under your shorts.

You clipped on your bra while opening your minifridge using your feet, you grabbed your emergency bottle of Hennessy, downing a large gulp, scrunching your face as the bitterness settles in your tongue, burning your throat as it enters your system, feeling a slight buzz, you downed a larger gulp, manically searching for your phone in the covers of your bed with your right hand, bottle of Hennessy in your left hand, taking occassional sips, bliss and excitedness pumping through your body.

Turning off the music which was playing, you shoved your phone in your back pocket of your shorts, leaving the open bottle of Hennessy on the wooden side table near your bed as you slip on your black boots, "Fuck where is it." you cursed as you searched your pile of clothes for a vital item for your costume.

"Yes!" you cheered upon finding the black cat ears, adjusting them onto your head before standing onto your feet, looking at yourself in the mirror. "How could somebody ever leave me." you mutter to yourself, touching your corporeal body as you look at yourself in the mirror.

Snatching your phone from your back pocket, you open the Instagram app, swiping to the camera feature, snapping some sexy pictures of yourself in your costume, finding a picture you liked, you put a song by Stunna Girl before posting it, waiting for it to upload before twisting the doorknob which kept you inside your dormroom, sashaying out of your dorm with clicks of your boots snapping from the floor.

"Goddamn!" someone muttered as you made your way through the hallway of several dormatories, upon reaching outside of your building complex, you took a large sniff of the air outside, perceptive of the afternoon breeze which smelled like maple syrup and cold donuts, you watched the hues of the sky, the bright orange to pink gradient seemingly more interesting as compared to other days where you'd immediately rush inside, not even peering up at the sky.

"Taxi." you called out, stepping into the yellow, black-striped vehicle, giving the driver details of your destination. You could hear the music from outside, the low-volume songs ascended its booming as you came closer to the property.

Floch's house was decorated with halloween decor, along with color-changing strip lights which illuminated the porch, displaying all the action of the people whom occupied the area; there were people kissing, grabbing at eachother, dancing, drinking, some even seemed to be getting fingered.

The yard of this frat house was littered with disposed bottles, snack paper wrapper, some tiny ziplock bags, as well as some red plastic cups. Kicking some shards of glass from the concrete pathway, you felt as if the ground was shaking to the beat of the music, your atomosphere synchronised with the sound of the music as you stepped into the porch, feeling the stares on you.

Tightening the straps of your bra and digging your phone even deeper into your pocket, you stepped into the house, the music becoming vivid as your eyes dazed at the disco-themed flashing lights reflected in your pupils.

Upon enterance, you were already pushed into the swaying crowd, dancing to whatever 90s to early 10s mix the DJ created, you heard yells, chants and moans compete with the playing music, you searched the entire room, subconsiously, counting all the people you were familiar with; Floch, Reiner, Ymir and Sasha.

You grinned when your eyes met with Sasha's, a grin of shame and embarrassment pratically, Sasha ran up to you, embracing you with tenderness as you giggled, holding back some tears as you expected the following words to come out of her mouth, "Listen, Jean's an asshole." she started, "Look at you, so beautiful, he should be lucky to even say he breathed the same air as you." she went on, grabbing your knuckles as she spoke, "It's fine, I'm fine and I really don't wanna talk about it." you vocalized, "Mhm, well, drinks are in the kitchen, but I feel like you already pre-gamed." she chatted, "Mhm, thanks." you smile at her before you all go your separate ways.

You pushed through the sonorous, shickered crowd, occasionally making eye contact with the boys whom knifed their gazes at you as if you were a piece of meat. You assumed you were in the hallway, as you passed through the dimly-lit, narrow path, barely littered with maudlin people, you heard voices paired with snickers as you reached closer to the kitchen, the song suddenly faded into a new one, and you heard louder chants and yawps from the distant crowd in the living room.

Both your eyebrows raised as you enetered the kitchen, involuntarily staring at Jean and Mikasa, Mikasa sat on the counter of the island, in the middle of the kitchen, around her jumbled with several alcohol bottles, Jean situated himself between her thighs, hands caressing her skin.

Soon, you saw Jean's perforating stare, his eyes shifted to Mikasa's face, whispering into her ears, soon she looked back at you, giggling when she faced Jean. You clenched your jaw, rage pumping through your veins, you swore your face would turn into rock as your stone-faced expression appeared.

Oh you were going to tell her. you swore to yourself, cursing under your breath as you noticed snickers and giggles from everyone in the kitchen, all of them with eyes pointing at you. "Aye Jean, can I make a move on your old girl." your heard a boy try to whisper to Jean with little effort to conceal his words, Jean looked at him, "Yeah, whatever." Jean ragged, with an I-Don't-Give-A-Fuck expression, all his attention keen on Mikasa, the group of boys laughed as you took a step forward, grabbing a bottle of whatever you were capable of picking up.

Popping the lid off, you turned around, gulping down the substance recklessly, a poor attempt to compress the pain stinging in your chest and the weakness your body suddenly felt. Taking an electrifying gulp, you placed the bottle on the nearest counter top which spanned around the walls of the room of the kitchen, "It'd be so hilarious if Eren shows up." Connie snickered, jabbing at Reiner who stood in a separate corner, before Reiner formed a snarky comment, you felt a presence in front of you.

Speak of the devil.

The entire room burst out in laugher, Eren's eyes meets Mikasa's as she smiles shyly, mockery interpretated from her actions, Jean's eyes lingered at Eren's somehow laid back expression. Was he high?

You thought to yourself, of course you were no dummy, you knew that Mikasa left Eren for Jean, the same way Jean left you for Mikasa, theoretically, you and Eren were on the same boat. You looked up at Eren, who's gaze shifted from Mikasa, then to Jean and then to the other people in the room lampooning on the current situation.

Then Eren's eyes shifted down onto you. You and Eren weren't strangers, you knew him and he knew you. Before him and Mikasa were together, as well as before you and Jean were together, Mikasa and Jean were together.

Mikasa and Jean's relationship were ragged at, due to the fact that Mikasa had been with several guys closely associated with Jean before hopping to Jean, both you and Eren ridiculed their relationship, that was back when you and Eren were colleagues, calling your relationship 'friends' would be pushing it.

However, your companionship with him soon came to an ironic end when Mikasa seemingly cheated on Jean with Eren, and in the next few weeks Eren isolated himself completely, ruining himself for a girl that would soon ruin him.

And well, out of convienence, Jean ran to you.

Everything was all and well, until the equilibrium was broken, meaning; Mikasa got bored of Eren and effortlessly jumped to Jean who was more than gleeful to take her back.

Oh well, end of backstory. Back to the present.

You looked up at Eren, a grin on your face, one that was hinted with slight mockery, you moved to the side, avoiding his figure as you walked out of the kitchen. Not wanting to be in that unbearing environment, you questioned yourself, wondering why you even came to this party. Soon, all your questions came to an abrupt end when the song switched, satisfyingly. You briskly walked to the living room, looking for an unoccupied body to grind on as you felt the sudden buzz of the alcohol.

The crowd ate your body as you found yourself backing it up on a random girl, slurring your words as you sung the lyrics to the song in a maudlin tone, woozy from the alcohol. Soon the music switched, and the lighting suddenly dimmed, you checked your phone, seeing the time was 6P.M, meaning the party had just kicked off.

Smirking when you felt a large presence tower behind you, you purposefully, pushed yourself backwards, poking your ass out as you moved your waist in a circle, feeling the person's large, calloused hands roam over the dip of your waist, down to your hips, keeping a steady hold as he grinded onto you.

You felt yourself getting wetter as you were somehow able to smell him, his colonge which was paired with an innocent whiff of shampoo, with the twist of your neck, you turned looking at who was behind you. Biting your lower lip once you realized it was Eren.

His eyelids were heavy as he looked down at your body, the globe of your ass covered by the denim of your shorts which was pressed against his grey sweatpants. His hands grabbed at your hips, pulling you onto him, you teasingly wriggled your hips, the flesh of your ass recoiling. "Fuck." he groaned, "Stop." he murmured, his raspy voice rang in your ears, and you were sure that there was a wet spot on your panties right now.

At this point alcohol had arrogated your body, impulsively, you pushed your ass back onto him, feeling how hard he was getting under his sweats. His hands housed your hips, you felt his touch tensen as he seemingly pulled you into him, you looked back at him, biting your lip when his eyes met yours.

At this point, the songs started switching more frequently, and more people started piling up in the living room, increasing the size of the crowd. "Holy shiiit, is that Eren?" an unfamiliar voice spoke amongst the loud music playing paired with the noisy crowd of swaying bodies. "Yeah, with Jean's girl." another voice was heard.

Pausing your movements you turned to look at where the interrogative voices emerged from, before you could even turn your head, Eren made you straighten your back, the back of your shoulders pressing against his chest, in one swift motion, Eren spun you around, making you face him.

You looked up at him, his dark green eyes piercing into yours as his hands found their way to your ass, his fingers settling on the curve. You looked at his eyes, then down to his pink lips, he then slowly started lowering his head, you knew where this was going.

Your heart throbbed in your chest, as your pussy simultaneously throbbed in your panties, his lips pressed onto yours in the warmest way possible, you felt his hands grip onto your ass as you maneuvered your hands to grab at his deep brunette hair.

For a split second, everything went silent, and you felt as though every emotion you previously endured had suddenly disappeared, the warmth of his lips somehow spread throughout your body, as you clenched your thighs together, breaking out of the heated kiss, Eren's lips never left the close contact of your skin as he traced down to your ears.

"C'mon." he whispered, before he slightly distanced himself from your face, his hands left your ass as he grabbed onto your hand, dragging you through the crowd, you didn't even notice the stares, paired with the several 'oohs' and cheers of other people, taking notice of the situation occurring.

Eren led you upstairs, which was dark and quiet, the orange murkiness of light which dispersed through the room shone over your head as the heels of your boots dug into the light tuape-colored carpet, the buttermilk shaded walls hung several abstract paintings of fruits.

You suddenly looked down at Eren's larger hand which clasped yours, feeling the torridity in your chest, stopping infront a walnut-colored door, with a silver doorknob, you looked up at Eren, heart thumping in your chest as his greedy, green eyes roamed up and down your body.

"You don't want to?" he questioned, genuine concern imbued into his voice, "I want to!" you confirmed, practically squealing, Eren giggled as he twisted the doorknob, allowing you to walk in first, you examined the umber-brown walls, paired with the same taupe-grey carpets from the hall, the atmosphere of the dimly-lit candle which attempted to illuminate the room echoed with the wall colors.

You felt a sudden whirpool of emotion in your body, to put it simply, greed, you wanted to fuck him so badly that it made your pussy dampen in his mere presence. Eren came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your shoulder, pressing his lips against the shell of your ear, "So fucking beautiful, how could anybody even think of leaving you." he sibilated.

His hand traveled down to the buttons of your shorts, unbuttoning the first loop before sliding down the zipper, his fingers slithered down your pants, rubbing at your clit, upon his sudden contact with your pussy, you held back the moans which arose.

"So fucking wet." he whispered as he let out a chuckle, his chin rested on your shoulder as he used one hand to massage your boobs, and the other to play with your pussy. Everything felt too good, you bit your lower lip as you felt your legs weaken.

"Listen." Eren whispered into your ear, "How bout' we make a little video for your lying boyfriend." Eren suggested, you turned your face to look at him, your lips meeting his in a slow, deep kiss.

"Mm, yeah." you agreed, "Alright, get on the bed, princess." Eren instructed, you walked up to the grey sheeted bed, sitting on the edge as Eren loosened the string on his sweatpants, pulling down the waistband, exposing the large tent in his boxers. You bit your lower lip as you looked at his clothed cock, right in front of you.

"Eren." your voice called out, "Hm?" he looked down at you, walking up to you, caressing your face with one hand, "I want you to fuck me from the back." you stated, you watch Eren's lips tug into a smirk as you got onto your fours.

Arching your back, you felt Eren's large hands around the belt loops of your shorts, slipping the denim fabric off, exposing your black thong which concealed your throbbing pussy. You could feel Eren's fingers slide away the thin piece of cloth which clothed your pussy, "You ready, princess?" he questioned, stroking his dick, coating his shaft with his pre-cum which oozed out of the tip.

"Mm, yeah." you groaned, you felt the tip of his cock, prodding at your wet enterance, "Fuckkk." Eren cursed as he slid his entire length into your welcoming pussy, your walls coating his dick with your juices.

"Shiit." you whined, his slow movements producing moans from you as his extensive, and broad cock pushed in and out of you. "You're so sexy like this." Eren groaned, his hand reaching to hold onto your hip as he buried his cock into you, feeling for his phone, he pulled it out, swiping to the Camera setting and hitting the record button.

"C'mon, show Jean what he can't have." Eren grunted, "Bounce on my dick, baby." Eren encouraged with a breathy giggle as you pushed yourself up and down his length, moaning his name as the friction of your walls against his hard, heavy cock sent a rush of pleasure up your spine, bliss fogging your brain.

Eren used his hand on your hips to pull and push you up and down his cock, his rickety, heavy breaths were heard as his head fell back, groaning your name at the soft, yet intense feeling of your pussy wrapped around his throbbing cock, bobbing up and down on it.

All the times he had engaged in having sex previously, could never amount to this, he made sure to get the way your ass sprung back on his cock with every thrust, pointing his iPhone camera at an angle where you looked best.

Likewise, you never felt as good as how you felt now, Eren's dick was significantly better than Jean's, and the whole concept of Eren recording you on his cock simply made it better, you arched your back as your knees dug into the sheets, you felt a mixture of yours and Eren's arousal drip down between your thighs.

"Oh fuuuck!" you bawled when Eren suddenly slammed into you, hearing your skin slap against his, "Shit, I'm close." he moaned, his pace quickened as he slammed into you, faster and harder, causing your pussy to react immediately by clenching around his cock, as the knot in your lower stomach become undone, you came all over his cock, prompting him to come inside of you.

"Fuck, I'm coming." Eren panted in the midst of your moans, painting your walls white with his come as you felt him pulse inside of you. Your breaths were heavy and unsteady as you felt Eren pull out, you heard several clicks from his phone.

"How bout' you do it?" he offered, displaying his phone screen; the already attached video file of your recent sextape in Jean's chat. With barely any hesitation, you used your remaining energy to click the send button, falling flat onto your chest with an exhausted sigh as you heard Eren chuckle.

"You want the video." he asked, with a soft voice as he laid next to you, sweat coating his forehead. "First ones never come out good, I'll take the second one." you teased, hoping you'd get to have another experience like this with him again, very soon.

#eren yeager #eren jaeger #eren #eren jeager smut #eren jeager x reader #eren x reader #eren yaeger x reader #eren aot #eren smut #aot #aot x reader #aot smut #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #shinjeki no kyojin #eren yaeger smut #eren jeager x you #eren collegeau

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dollarstorefern · 4 months

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ok, so i’ve been thinking about the whole food/love symbolism in house, (i’m not sure who the first person to mention this symbolism was, but i love them so much. if anyone knows please mention them!!!) and there's one more specific element that i want to overanalyze, so just bear with me for a moment; there were four people that directly interacted with house when he was cooking in wilson's apartment (episode 3 season 6): cuddy, thirteen, wilson, and a random lady from the cooking class house and wilson took together. and i feel like these four best represent how house's love is spread. just hear me out for a second you guys.

first, you have cuddy. she comes to house and he happens be cooking; however, she never tastes the food he’s preparing. they love each other, he has love FOR her, but it's never the right time for them. (house and cuddy have such an insane and doomed relationship that i don’t think i quite understand myself tbh).

for the random lady, she's cooking *with* house when cuddy is there. this one isn’t as clean/sensible as the others, but i’m sure at least one person will get what i’m trying to say or be able to word this better. house has a certain level of understanding and care for others/strangers, but on a very grudging level. his love isn't necessarily made just for them, they'll never know the depth or spontaneity of it, and they'll never know what it means like the people close to house do.

with wilson, wilson wakes up to house cooking. house shoves the food in wilson's face, not listening to a word that wilson has to say. and wilson just goes with it! and i believe that it’s around here that house admits that he stayed up all night cooking because he was in pain, but i could be wrong. if that is the case though, that just ties into the whole idea that all of house’s strongest emotions are directly tied to his pain, all of his actions are fueled by his pain, which makes his love even more insane if you think about it. (i wish i was as eloquent as some of the other house fans on here when talking about this stuff but i only ever think about it when half-awake).

and lastly, there's thirteen. she visits house to ask for advice. and you see how precise he's being with the cooking. i don’t remember quite what he was making, something to do with chicken embryos or yolks, and extracting some of the yolk to squeeze sauce in there, something along those lines. pretty precise stuff. and thirteen tries it and says that it's the best thing she's ever eaten. quick and positive interaction.

so. we only see *two* people eat his food in this episode. two people who know what his love is like: wilson, the man that house depends on to even exist, and thirteen, basically the only character that (at this point in the show) has a chance of understanding house’s suffering, to some degree (house dreading the pain that comes with simply existing, knowing each day will be filled with pain, thirteen dreading every day, knowing that her huntingtons can only get worse and one day she’ll lose control).

also, this isn’t to say that house doesn’t/hasn’t loved other characters!!! i personally just feel like the relationships he has with wilson, cuddy, and thirteen are some of the most significant on screen relationships we see. (maybe i’m a bit biased because i adore wilson and thirteen, but we’ll ignore that).

anyways. all of this was likely just coincidence, but i don’t quite care! it’s the coincidences that make for the most meaningful portrayal of characters, in my humble (questionable) opinion!

#house md #hate crimes md #gregory house #james wilson #lisa cuddy #remy thirteen hadley #hilson #house md nonsense

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Tears of an Angel

♡ Pairing: Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier x Fem!Reader

♡ Summary: You’ve been trapped at HYDRA for god knows how long, until the cell next to yours gets someone new. Who is this man, and why is he comforting you? He doesn’t even know you.

♡ Warnings: hydra, bucky’s trauma, heavy angst, hints to sexual assault/abuse, torture, literally this is so sad i’m sorry

main masterlist ✧ part two

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT | 18+

You didn’t know why it had hurt that much. He wasn’t anyone special to you to begin with. He was merely a stranger fighting for his life— just like you.

It was a silly gesture that you had let your withered mind believe. You weren’t sure if you held such distaste for him hurting you— or for yourself for allowing it to hurt that badly.

You watched the man shout with anger, dripping into fear— lastly he cried of exhaustion. You watched him shuffle throughout his little room, begging with no one in particular— to set him free. The decent sized hole in the wall separating you two— gave you a front row seat to the man’s episode. The outbursts shouldn’t of interested you, but the glimmer of silver from his arm had caught your attention. This man being different than all the others you’d seen.

He did this frequently, every episode shorter than the last. His voice would grow more hoarse, his shuffling would quiet down, his energy vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. Adrenaline would do nothing for him now.

It had been almost a full month of examining the man from your spot in your own cell. Never did you find energy in yourself to say something— comfort him. What was the point, right?

Although the more time that passed, the harder it was to not say something. The man’s faith was thinning right before your eyes. You felt awful for this man’s suffering, all which had been seen by you. You thought you could sit aside, watch him give up— then he’d leave. It’s what you did with all the others, all of them hurting as bad as the last. But this man was a fighter, he was determined— fighting towards something. Maybe someone.

It was only making things worse, the ending would hurt greater than all the others. He was different, he was strong. Knowing that, you knew they would never let him leave. He was their property now.

That’s just how things worked here. Your strength was taken advantage of.

Today he was staring mindlessly at the wall, his eyes dull and lifeless. You didn’t know why you wanted to say something suddenly, but the urge to ask if he was okay— burned at the front of your mind. It was a dumb question— of course he wasn’t.

His hair was longer, having grown out in his time trapped here.

You were about to say something, beginning to clear your throat when your cell door was open suddenly. You were shocked, the gist unexpected— you were starting to think you were forgotten in here. No one having checked your room for quite some time.

But as the guards hoisted you up— easily since you had no fight left in you. They guided you out of the room, down the hall to an eerily familiar room. One that had your stomach knotting up, dreading the pain you were about to receive.

You were so caught up in the moment, you had missed the man’s head glance over to you— through the hole in the wall.

The door swung open, the guards carelessly tossing you inside— causing you to land hard on your hands and knees.

You let out a cry— half pain, half frustration. You were unsure how you we able to endure such amounts of pain. You begged for the darkness to consume you. Letting you limbs fill with ice, your whole body sinking into a cold deep oblivion. An escape.

But it was over— for now.

You pathetically crawled to your spot against the wall, the movement causing pain to shoot up through your body.

You stared blankly at the wall, wishing you could forget the horrid events that had just happened.

Today was bad. Bad not coming close to describing the true agony your endured, the torture that you went through the felt like forever.

Your lower region throbbed painfully, and you wished that you could be numb. Wishing so desperately to not feel anything.

You felt violated— the urge to rip off your own skin. The thought of your own flesh had you revolted, wanting to throw up. You didn’t want to feel your own skin, you couldn’t look at it— you wanted it to all stop. You stayed eerily still, fearing that your deep breaths— the expanding of your chest would cause you pain.

“Hey.” A soft horse voice called.

You sluggishly moved your head towards the voice, your eyes meeting with concerned blue ones.

You stayed silent— furrowing your brows like you wanted to say something, but found your lips sealed. Truthfully, you were afraid to speak. You feared the guards would hear and punish you some more— you just couldn’t deal with even the thought.

“Are you okay?” He tried again.

You scoffed, wanting to bitterly laugh at his question— but ended up crying instead. Your body shook painfully, your hands clutching your lower abdomen. You quietly sobbed, your tears soaking your thighs as you hunched pitifully.

Your mind was chaos, you felt overwhelmed. Your body was alert, ready for the guards to enter at any moment— while your mind was exhausted.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay— I’m here.” He whispered through the gap.

You slowed your cries, the comfort his words brought you felt foreign. He didn’t even know you, you didn’t even know him— yet he was trying to comfort you. Maybe it was because you were in such a vile place, that had you grabbing a hold of the sliver of comfort.

You hugged yourself, glancing back up to his eyes now— surprised to find them filled with worry. His gaze scanning over your form, as if he was searching for the reason of you distress.

“I’m Bucky.” He introduced, now sitting against the wall, keeping his eyes trained on you.

You could finally put a name to the face.

You swallowed, trying to remind yourself that a name didn’t mean anything. You could know someone’s name and not be close with them, the walls could still stay up. Right?

“(Y/n).” You told him, your voice so hoarse— a sound barely came out. Your screams from the torture shredding your vocal cords.

Bucky smiled, although it didn’t reach his eyes.

“That’s a pretty name.” He thought out loud, and if you had any room for butterflies— you would’ve been blushing from nerves. All your body could manage was fear— pain.

Bucky watched as your body shook with a particular painful looking wave. His eyes widening in concern when your hands clutched your lower abdomen. Your face scrunched up painfully, squeezing your eyes shut— wishing for this sensation to pass.

“Hey, it’s okay. You’re gonna be okay— I know it hurts now but just keep breathing okay? You can—” He paused, slipping his right hand through the gap in the wall. “You can hold my hand if you wa— need to.”

You slowly unscrunched your face, taking deep breaths like he had said— the fresh cool air soothing your lungs. Although it caused slight movement, the deep breaths were calming you.

You stared at his hand— hesitant. A part of you knew you shouldn’t— the fact was you shouldn’t even be talking to him. But the other part of you was desperate for human touch. It had been years since you last felt someone— someone’s gentle touch.

Your hunger won, that’s how you found yourself slowly scooting from your spot on the wall, towards the gap— towards his hand. The movement causes the throbbing to pick back up, a whimper of pain escape. You were close enough and grabbed onto his hand tight, squeezing it in hopes he could make the pain go away.

“I’ve got you— just keep breathing. I’m right here.” He cooed, his voice smooth and calming.

You still didn’t know why he was being so kind, but you decided not to question it any longer. You were grateful, to find comfort in such a place.

You quietly sobbed, holding onto his hand— his thumb occasionally rubbing back and fourth on the back of your hand.

“We’re gonna get out of here, I just know we will.” He whispered, and you had a feeling he was trying to convince himself.

You noticed he was peppier today, having more fight in his voice. You weren’t sure if he was only faking it for you, either way— you appreciated the motivation. He was relaxing to be around, specifically today. You wouldn’t question the leave you could find in a place like this. Hell.

“Thank you, Bucky.” You whimpered, sweat starting to bead on your forehead. Your lower abdomen starting to burn uncomfortably.

He gave your hand a tight squeeze, rubbing his thumb up and down once more.

“No need. We’ve got each other now— we will be okay.”

Oh how desperately you wanted to believe his words. Well— you did.

Months had passed, you both clung onto each other everyday— that was until he was taken one day and he never returned. You knew it was completely out of his control— but you felt hurt. You couldn’t stop yourself from feeling betrayed.

You didn’t know why it had hurt that much. He wasn’t anyone special to you to begin with. He was merely a stranger fighting for his life— just like you.

He had held your hand, talked you through some bad moments— he showed you that kindness still existed.

It was a silly gesture that you had let your withered mind believe. You weren’t sure if you held such distaste for him hurting you— or for yourself for allowing it to hurt that badly.

So for now, you’d sit against the grimy wall— counting down the days until someone knew took up the other cell. Then the cycle would repeat and you’d wish for the darkness to consume you.

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foolish flowers | g.w x reader

word count: ~1.5k

summary: little georgie blurb based on an ask I recieved and lost.

warning: fluff

The dinging above the door alerted you that a customer had walked into the shop. You did your best to sound polite as you shouted from the back, “I’ll be right up.” Whoever had walked in told you to take your time, but you still found yourself rushing a bit as to not appear rude.

You walked from the back with a bushel of Aster flowers in your arms, completely obstructing your view. You feel yourself nearly tripping over a pot as you’re making your way to your work station, quietly cursing to yourself. “Here, let me help you with those,” two large hands grab the bushel from you, placing it on the counter.

You smoothed out your apron before looking up and meeting quite possibly the softest and kindest green eyes you’ve ever seen, “T-thank you.” The man in front of you just smiled, giving a nod before going back to look at the flowers and arrangements you had around your small shop.

His brows furrowed reading the different cards associated with certain displays. You found yourself watching him, observing him as he looked around. He was incredibly tall, having to nearly bend in half to read anything on the counter.

You couldn’t help but find his looks of confusion endearing. You decided it was probably best to offer your assistance, for as much as it seemed like he wanted to appear like he knew what he was looking for, he was completely lost. “Looking for something for your girlfriend?” you kept your tone innocent, but you’d be lying if you said there wasn’t motive behind the question beyond being helpful to a customer.

“Erm, no, for my mum actually,” a blush crept up the man’s neck, dusting his cheeks along with it and accentuating his freckles. “Well then might I suggest not getting these,” you gestured towards the red salvia’s, “as they typically symbolize meaning ‘forever mine’, not quite sure that’s best for mum.”

You gave him your sweetest smile and he returned a nervous one, scratching the back of his neck, “What, erm, do you suggest then? It’s her birthday tomorrow, my mum, that is, I just wanted to get her something nice.”

You tapped your finger against your lips as you thought, glancing around the shop to create a beautiful and meaningful piece in your head. “How about…” you trailed off walking up to the marigolds and grabbing a handful, “and a little of…” you grabbed a small batch of chamomile, “oh and definitely…” you grabbed some fully bloomed clematis, “and lastly…” you grabbed some columbine.

The man watched and you arranged it all in a beautiful glass vase, the purples, whites and yellows dancing together perfectly. He couldn’t help the smile that spread over his face as he watched you work. “Stunning,” he breathed, “What does it all mean?”

You clapped your hands together in excitement, explaining pieces was one of your favorite parts of your job. “So, the marigolds here,” you pointed to the flame colored flower, “are her birth month flower and these here,” you pointed to the chamomile, “mean patience in adversity. I assumed because she was a boy mum that she probably dealt with a lot while you grew up,” you shot him a playful wink.

He laughed lightly at this, “You have no idea.” You continued, pointing next at the clematis, “These mean mental beauty, which is simply true for any mother, and these here,” you pointed at the white flower surrounded by what looked like a purple shell and leaves, “are columbine flowers, they represent foolishness.”

The man quirked an eyebrow at this one, “And why, pray tell, did you pick these?” You bit your lower lip slightly, “Well, you look awfully close to the moving character atop the joke shop across the street, so I just assumed you probably own it. Thus the additive of some foolishness representation.”

He smirked at your explanation, leading you to believe that you were correct in your assumption, “Would you believe me if I told you I was born on April fools?” You giggled lightly, “I would expect nothing less coming from the man who owns a joke shop. What is it called again?”

The man smiled proudly now, “Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes.” You looked at him curiously, “So is that your name? Weasley?”

He nodded, “Surname. My first name, however, is George.”

“Well it’s very nice to meet you, George.” You smiled sweetly, then turned to your register, “That’ll be ten galleons.” His smile never faltered as he dug into his pocket, pulling out the coins needed.

He grabbed the vase, walking towards the door. As he was halfway out, he turned back to you, “I just realized that I told you my name, but you never told me yours.” You shrugged your shoulders, “Guess you’ll have to ask when I stop in your shop next time.”

George raised his eyebrows, liking the bit of mischief you were flirting with, “Alright, guess I’ll see you then, love.” With a wink, he was out the door.

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Fred stood at the top of the steps, watching the smiling faces roam around his shop. He loved the kids faces as they discovered a new way to prank, a new toy to cause chaos, or how he could see the light switch in their eyes when they saw something on the shelves that had them plotting.

He and George would get the same look when they were younger. Godric, they get that same look still to this day, they just try their best to choose the appropriate time and place for their shenanigans.

What his shop did not often get were beautiful women exploring his shop and looking at… “Puking pastilles?” He looked at you curiously, but you hadn’t yet lifted your head from the package.

“Seems like they’d come in handy for the family dinner I’m trying to avoid tonight,” Fred laughed with you and you finally turned to look at him.

“Well, you’re certainly not George are you,” your smile was sweet as Fred cocked an eyebrow at you. “And how could you possibly be certain of that, darling?”

You looked up at the man in front of you, he looked exactly like George, very obviously a twin brother. However if you paid attention enough, there were subtle differences. You didn’t inform George of this last week but you had noticed him before he walked into your shop that day.

There were quite a few times you had spotted him through your front window, leaving or coming to work, always dressed colorfully and having a smile on his face. When he smiled the corners of his eyes wrinkled just a little, his eyes downturned just slightly more than the man in front of you.

But the thing that really gave it away you had noticed just last week, when he was finally close enough for you to really see him properly. Staring into friends eyes you smiled, patting his chest, “George has a beauty mark on his neck, right here.” You pointed towards the spot where George’s mark was on Fred’s neck.

Fred’s smile seemed to grow impossibly wider, “You’re the flower shop girl aren’t you.” He said it more like a statement rather than a question. “Y/n,” you corrected.

The redhead laughed, “Oh Georgie is going to hate that I learned your name before him.” You shook your head, “Is Georgie here?”

Fred nodded, “Yeah, boyo’s here alright, but I’m really relishing in me getting to learn more information about the girl he’s been pining after before he does.”

He was hoping to embarrass his twin a little, so what you said next instead had Fred a bit shocked. “Well I’m glad the feeling has been mutual,” your tone and smirk quite impressed Fred.

When you looked over his shoulder he turned, seeing his twin on the upper level of the shop, “If you’ll excuse me, not George-”

“Fred,” he interrupted. You smiled, “If you’ll excuse me Fred, I’m going to go find George.”

Fred watched as you sauntered up the staircase, George still none the wiser as he helped a few customers out. As you made it to the top you stood behind him and started speaking, his ears perking at the sound of your voice, “Got anything here to get out of a dinner party?”

George turned around, sly smile on his face, “Have you looked into puking pastilles?” You held up the box in your hands, “Ah yes, that’s what the other George suggested.”

The smile on George’s face quickly turned to laughter, “The other George?” You nodded, “You didn’t tell me you had a twin; Fred was it?”

He nodded, leaning a hand on the railing beside him now, “And you still haven’t told me your name. I’ve been referring to you as flower shop girl in my head all week.”

Your grin widened, knowing now (thanks to Fred) that George had probably been referring to you as that for a lot longer than a week, “Y/n. My name’s Y/n.”

“S’beautiful,” George was bold, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. Fred watched from a few floors below, mentally patting his brother on the back for pulling out the moves they used to use in school.

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