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tootiecakes234 · 2 months

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Y/N taking care of sick Katsuki

“Katsuki can you please lay your ass down! You’re not going to work!” You say exasperated.

“ ‘ve gotta *disgusting ass sneeze* gotta go. People are dyin.” He says with his words slurred.

He’s been sick since last night and refused to take anything for it, saying it’d wear off by morning.

It hadn’t.

“ ‘Suki I’ve already called the agency and told them you weren’t going to be there. You can’t save anyone in this condition so please…. Just lay down.”

You’re trying to pull him back in the bed because when you left the room for 5 minutes the idiot had gotten up and “tried” to start getting ready.

“You did? What’d they say?” He asks as he lays back reluctantly sits down on the edge of the bed.

“They said they were so shocked and surprised you’d met a sickness that could put up a fight against your immune system. Apparently they took it serious because you’ve never taken a sick day before…. Surprise surprise.”

He slowly leans back into the pillows and fumbles underneath the covers while you tuck him in.

He’s running a fever and extremely congested. Poor thing can hardly sleep because of his nose.

You stand up straight heading to grab another blanket to lay on top of him when you feel his big, hot hand wrap around your wrist. Apparently his reflexes had not been slowed.

“Where ya goin?” He asks sounding a little sad.

It makes you smile.

“I’m just grabbing you another blanket.” And you rub your hands through his hair. He lets out a little sigh.

“And to get you medicine because you’ve gotta get that fever down before it starts to fry your brain. Ya can’t be a know-it-all if you start losing brain cells”

And then you know he wasn’t feeling good because there was no snarky remark to follow up and no resistance when you mentioned the medicine.

All he said was “hurry back” as his eyes fluttered closed.

You get to the medicine cabinet and read through everything there until you find something to treat his symptoms. Then you run to fridge, grab a cup of water and electrolyte packet and mix it together. And grab a blanket from the living room on your way back.

When get back Katsuki is tossing and turning like he can’t get comfortable.

“ ‘m freezing. Is the air on?” He says softly.

“No you just have the chills. Here I got the blanket” and you set everything down then slide the big fluffy blanket on top of him.

“ there you go. Can you sit up a little for me?”

He complies pulling his body up with the little strength he has left.

“Do you have body aches?” You ask as you take 2 of the pills out of the bottle.

“Mmm” and you take that as a yes.

“Here, open.” You say and then your raise the glass of water to his mouth. “Try to drink a little more. You’ve been sweating, you need liquids.”

He takes a couple more gulps before he pulls back from the cup.

He lets out another big sneeze and you grab a tissue to clean his nose. He lets out a loud groan. “I think I’m fucking dying! Is this death??”he lays back pulling the blankets over himself. “If this is it, tell everyone I put up a good fight.”

That makes you chuckle. “You’re not dying. You just never get sick so you don’t know that this is how it feels. You don’t die it just makes you want to.”

“Get your ass in bed and hold me. Might be the last time.” He murmurs pulling on your shirt.

“What if I don’t wanna be up under you? You’re gonna get me sick.”

Suddenly his eyes are stretched open and he’s looking at you like you just cussed him tf out.

“If you don’t get your ass- cough, cough cough, choke- get in bed.” He says all strangled.

“Ok, ok. Maybe you are dying.” You say as you cross overtop of the blankets and lay on top because honestly it’s pretty warm already.

“If you get me sick are you gonna return the favor and take care of me too?” You ask as he snuggles as close as he can with the plethora of blankets between the two of you.

“Don’t I always take care of your cry baby ass.” It’s not even a question so much as it is a smart ass statement.

“Yea but my bedside manner is a lot better than yours.” You inform him while you scratch his scalp”

If he hears that he doesn’t respond but then you hear the mouth breathing he’s been doing even out and you figure out that he’s already sleeping.

He’s turned into such a big baby.

You stop playing is his hair for a second and this man’s brow furrows like he’s about to throw a tantrum so you start up again and his face smooths.

Lmao you were in for a very long day of babying him until he felt like himself again.

*I’m prob gonna do a vice versa where Katsuki takes care of sick reader🤗

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ultraintrovertedgryffindor · 1 year

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𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 - Javier Peña

pedro pascal has me in a chokehold and i'm not gonna apologize for it. take this smut. also, this is basically just a self insert cause i couldn't help myself

Summary: All alone at a bar after being stood up by a blind date, you catch Javier's lustful eye.

Warnings: self insert basically (I'm half Mexican so...yeah, I made reader Mexican too. sue me), alcohol and drug consumption, dancing and leaving no room for Jesus (grinding), SMUT (MINORS DNI), one night stand, fingering, oral (m!receiving), spanking, kinda mean dom!Javi

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You didn’t think your night could get any worse.

First, you get all dolled up just to be stood up by your date, then the friend you came to the club with abandoned you to hook up with some random guy. You hoped you’d at least meet someone here to soothe your bruised ego, but there weren’t any takers or anyone that met your standards. Yeah, tonight seemed like it would be a bust.

Unbeknownst to you, across the bar, Javier Peña couldn’t keep his eyes off you. After a rough day on the job, his partner encouraged him to come to this club to blow off some steam. He was content just hanging out with Murphy, until he saw you. The expression on your face is what caught his eye first, the way you had a permanent frown and look of disappointment. He instantly knew you must’ve gotten stood up, or broken up with. Why would anyone stand up someone as gorgeous as you? He’d never know. He really thought you were. Gorgeous. The way your eyes sparkled in the club lights, the way your lips wrapped around the rim of your margarita glass, leaving a subtle red stain with your lipgloss. Of course, he couldn’t help but notice your attire; a dress just above knee length lined with lace, hugging the form of your torso but flowing around your hips. He followed the curve of your ass down your legs until he got to your freshly pedicured feet that sported wedges that matched the dress. He hated knowing that you must’ve gotten dressed up for nothing.

You were such a stunner, Javier didn’t even register Steve was even talking to him. “Sorry, what?” He tried speaking over the music blaring over the speakers.

Steve only laughed, shaking his head as he took a swig of his beer. “You’ve been eyeing that bird ever since we got here. Just go talk to her, man.”

Javier shook his head, turning back around to face his partner. “Nah, I came here with you. It’s fine.”

Steve gave him an unimpressed look, totally not believing him. “You’re so full of shit. Right now, I know the last thing you wanna be doing is spending time with little ol’ me when you could be chatting up a beautiful woman. I’m alright, thinking about heading home to my woman actually.” He finished his drink and started to get up before Javier could even respond. “Enjoy yourself, you’ve earned it after the day we’ve had. See ya on Monday.”

“But, I-” Javi’s voice trailed out the farther Steve walked away, leaving him alone and slightly buzzed. He looked back over at you, somehow looking even more pitiful and on the verge of completely giving up on fun. He sighed heavily before chugging the rest of his beer. “Fuck it.”

You didn’t hear the approaching footsteps over the music, getting startled out of your thoughts when you heard a voice from beside you. “Te ves como si te estuvieras divirtiendo.” The man beside you said, his voice straining a little so you could be able to hear him. At first glance, you thought about leaving right away, but once you got another look, this man was actually pretty attractive. He was tall, gruff looking, but his smile was sweet.

You smiled apologetically. “Lo siento, no hablo español.” You cursed yourself for never learning Spanish.

“Oh, no problem. I’m originally from the States, so. You’re not Colombian?”

“Mexican, actually.”

“Ah, muy bien.”

You giggled, taking a sip of your margarita to calm your nerves in front of this very handsome man. “Spent my whole life around Hispanics and never seemed to pick it up. My father is very disappointed in me.” His laugh made a blush bloom across your cheeks, but thankfully the lights in the club were dim enough to make sure he couldn’t notice.

“What are you doing in Colombia?”

“Holiday, invited by a friend.”

“And what brings you to this club tonight? Got a hot date?” He teased, wiggling his eyebrows playfully.

You huffed. “Well, I was supposed to meet someone here, but he was a no show. I came here with my friend too, but said friend has ditched me tonight.”

His eyebrows furrowed into a frown. “They left you after you got stood up?”

“Oh, no, she wouldn’t do that. I told her she could, but that was before I was ghosted. She’s probably back at our hotel getting dicked down right now. So, I figured I’d stay here a while to give her some privacy or snag someone here for myself.”

“Any takers?” Javier already knew the answer to that, but he wanted to hear it from your mouth.

You sighed with a sad smile. “Nope. I’m completely alone here.”

He leaned in closer to you, resting his forearms on the bar stand. “Well, not anymore. Can I buy you a drink?”

You smirked. “I don’t even know your name.”

He reached out his hand. “Javier Peña.” You closed the gap, taking his course, warm hand in yours. He grinned as you told him your name, as if you just told him the secret of life. “Bonita. Two whiskeys, por favor.” He spoke to the bartender. Oh, this guy was good.

“You’re a bold one, aren’t you?” You giggled.

He shrugged. “Have to be in my line of work. Plus, if I wasn’t, I’d never get laid.” You almost spat out your drink. Well, bold was an understatement.

“And what line of work would that be?”

Javier seemed to hesitate at that, scrunching his face in a frown for a brief second. “DEA Agent.” You nodded in acknowledgement, your expression plain so he couldn’t guess what your stance was. You weren’t running away immediately, so that was a good sign.

Throughout the next hour or so, you both talked each other’s heads off. Each of you telling each other about your work, hobbies, likes and dislikes, even some political stances (the alcohol may have loosen your tongues).

Then, your eyes lit up as a popular Spanish song sounded through the speakers. “Oh my god, I love this song!” You beamed, your body instantly swaying to the beat in your chair.

Javier smiled, stepping away from the bar and extending his hand. “Dance with me?”

“You’re just gonna assume I know how to dance?”

“You’re Mexican, aren’t you?”

“Half.” You chuckled nervously.

He shrugged, grabbing your hand and pulling you off the stool you were sitting on. “You’ll be able to keep up. Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle. Promise.” He purred, bringing your hand up to kiss your knuckles. Oh, he was trouble.

You let out a surprised squeal as Javier spinned you around with his hand before getting into the dance. The song was more fast paced, so you both settled on a messy salsa. Javier led you well, laughing off whenever you accidentally stomped on his foot. You had taken a salsa class before, so you weren’t too terrible. But you could tell Javier could’ve looked much better with a more experienced partner. But he didn’t choose someone else, he chose you. “See? You’re not that bad!” He shouted over the music, causing you to grin.

“Well, you’re an excellent dance partner.”

As the energy died down and a slower song came on, you and Javier stepped closer together, wrapping each other’s arm around the other as you started to sway to the music. Your heart thumped in your chest as he looked down on you with those dark, mysterious eyes. He didn’t even try to hide every glance down to your lips or your chest that was pressed up against his. Taking a look around, all the other couples on the dance floor were in similar positions, most making out which caused a blush to form on your cheeks. Javi seemed to notice as he smirked, stepping back to twirl you around, pulling your back against his chest, still keeping up with the beat.

“And what about this song? Is this another favorite?” He spoke against your ear, eliciting a shiver down your spine as you felt his breath fan across your skin.

You shook your head. “I’ve never heard it before.”

“Oh, it’s a great song. It’s about getting to know a woman’s body for the first time.” Your eyes widened. “What she likes, how she likes to be touched, learning if she likes it slow…or rough.” You silently gasped as Javi gripped your hips tightly, pulling your ass against his pelvis, bringing one hand to press against your lower stomach. You didn’t know if it was the alcohol or the music or maybe it was just you, but you subtly smirked as you grinded back against him, a soft groan escaping from his lips as he tightened his hold against you.

“That does sound like a great song. I bet you know all about that, hm?”

“I am a fast learner.” He growled, running his tongue up the side of your neck, instinctively allowing your head to loll back to rest against his shoulder. You bit your bottom lip to keep in a moan that threatened to escape as his teeth dug in gently. You smiled as you felt Javier’s bulge against your ass, the music allowing you to grind against him without raising any brows.

“Should I guess what you like?”

He hummed. “If you come back to my apartment with me, you won’t have to.”

You turned back to face him, a bright smile on your face. “Will you be gentle?”

He smirked darkly. “I don’t think that’s what you want, querida.”

The both of you didn’t waste any more time in that dance club. You felt your arousal pool in your underwear as Javier all but dragged you outside to slam you against his car, his lips already brushing against every piece of exposed skin he could find before kissing you roughly, his mustache tickling. You moaned at the intensity of it, not having been laid in a long, long time. But you couldn't get too ahead of yourself, you weren’t at his apartment and you were still in public, but by how handsy Javier was being, you figured it didn’t bother him. “Are we going to your place or should I just take off my panties right now?” You giggled as you gently pushed him away, keeping him at arm's length.

“Sorry. I don’t normally take my time…” He whispered breathlessly, placing a feather light kiss on your cheek.

You smirked. “I have some weed if that’ll make you relax.”

Javier narrowed his eyes and pinched your side playfully, making you wince. “You know, I could arrest you for that.”

“Yeah. But from the hard on that pressing against me right now, you really want to get in my pants. Can’t fuck me when I’m in a jail cell.”

“I can be creative.” You let out a whimper as he smacked your ass hard, groping the fatty flesh through your dress before reaching behind you to open the passenger side door of his truck. “Get in.”

You chuckled at his demanding tone, clearly worked up, but you didn’t have the heart to tease him anymore so you obeyed. You almost flinched as he slammed the door shut, speed walking to the other side of the car and starting the engine as soon as he got in. On the road, Javier extended his hand towards you, palm facing it. You raised a brow in confusion. “The drugs.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “Seriously? It was a joke. I don’t have any weed.”

Javier looked you up and down with a glance before a smirk came to his face. “So you wouldn't mind if I search you?”

“Where would I ever hide it? My bra? My cunt?”

“Scared I’ll find some?”

You bit your lip to keep yourself from smiling, shifting in your seat to slightly face him, leaning up against the door as you removed your underwear but keeping your dress covering your modesty. “I’ve got nothing to hide, sir.”

Javier’s eyes darkened as he glanced between you and the road. There wasn’t much traffic, so he figured he could get away with it. He reached his hand over and patted your torso down, reaching further and further until he got to your breasts, kneading the flesh softly until his fingers dipped in past your dress and bra. You sighed out as he roamed your tits, pinching your nipples until they hardened. “All clear?” You teased, squeezing your thighs together to get some friction.

“Not yet. I have one more place to check.” You tried not to shiver as his hand trailed down your body, lifting the hem of your dress out of the way and pushing your legs apart to lay his eyes on your glistening pussy. You could hear a soft growl from him as he slid one of his fingers through your slit, your wetness gathering at your entrance quickly. “Been a while, has it?” You gasped as his middle finger started to press against your clit, heat rushing to your face and neck, contrasting against the cold window your head rested against.

“A bit, yeah.” You exhaled shakily.

Stopping at a red light, Javier’s eyes were fixed on your face as he inserted two of his fingers inside you, watching the way your eyes rolled to the back of your head briefly as your lips parted in a moan. He groaned, curling his fingers rhythmically and trying to stretch you out preemptively. “So fuckin’ tight, babygirl. Squeezing my fingers so hard.” Well, it was hard not to when his fingers were so thick and long. He definitely was an expert in this field, finding that place inside you that always had you panting and whining, which is exactly what you were doing as he paired the thrusts of his fingers with his thumb circling your clit.

“Fuck, that feels so good Javier.” You moaned, holding on to the dash for dear life as you tried not to squirm too much.

“Call me Javi.” A sudden honk of a horn jerked you and Javier out of the moment, the spotlight turned red minutes ago, causing the car behind to lose their patience. You giggled as he cursed in Spanish as he sped off, faster than before, anxious to feel all of you. With his fingers still inside you, Javi hastily parked his vehicle on the street outside his apartment, ripping off his seatbelt to lean over to kiss you sloppily. “You were close before, weren’t you?”

You nodded with a whine, the windows starting to fog with your panting breaths. You held onto his shoulder as he forced you to that peak once more, just the right move to push you over the edge. “Javi, fuck-!” You whimpered, the wet squelching of his fingers moving in and out of you echoing in the truck.

“So wet.” He chuckled darkly. “Gonna come on my fingers, querida?”

“Yes. Yes, Javi!” You moaned loudly, heat taking over your whole body as you rode out that wave of ecstasy on his fingers. Javier groaned as he watched your face contort in pleasure, it almost making him come in his jeans untouched. He grinned as he watched your slick coat his fingers and pool into his palm, pulling his hand away to see your cunt make stringy cobwebs of cum. “All clear on those drugs, agent Peña?” You joked when you noticed his oblivious fixation.

He chuckled softly. “I don’t know. I think you’ll need to join me in my apartment for a further evaluation.”

“Sounds good to me.”

Your hands shook as Javier led you up the stairs to his apartment with heavy and hot gazes towards you, almost to make sure you were following him. Like you’d ever want to leave with the promise of getting laid. He seemed to be antsy like you, fumbling with his keys and having to take a deep breath before unlocking his door. But once you stepped over the threshold, all possible nerves promptly left his body as he pinned you to his wall and kissed you passionately. You whined as his hands wandered until they gripped onto your ass, grinding his clothed erection against you.

“God, I can’t wait to fuck you, hermosa.” He growled before latching onto the crook of your neck with his teeth.

“Then don’t.” You whispered shakily, palming his bulge which elicited a low, deep groan from him, the noise causing a pang of arousal to resonate through your entire body. You wanted to hear more, but Javi grabbed your wrist.

“So eager, babygirl. Want me to make you come again that badly?” He chuckled mockingly when you nodded. He led you to his bedroom, sitting you down on the edge of his bed with his lips latched onto yours. “Wanna feel those pretty lips around my cock.” He hummed as he unbuttoned his jeans. Your eyes widened and mouth watered as Javier took his cock out, thick and long. Obviously his jeans had hidden its actual size, you didn’t know if you’d be able to fit it inside. “Think you’ll be able to take it?”

“I’ve just never had someone as big as you, Javi.” That seemed to make him smirk with pride.

“Don’t you worry. I’ll go easy on you. First, at least.” Javier gently grabbed your chin, tilting your head up to look at him, suddenly feeling intimidated by his domineering stature; but it only turned you on even more. “You wanna suck my cock, princess?” You smiled in reply, licking your lips and leaning forwards to lick up the small bead of precum gathered on his slit, the action making him hiss softly. Making sure to keep eye contact with him, you licked the underside of his cock from base to tip, wrapping your lips around the head and suckling on it gently. “Oh, you’re a tease, huh?” You yelped as Javi grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled harshly, taking advantage of your surprise and shoving his cock in your mouth. You instantly tried to relax, sucking on him until he let out a lovely moan. “That’s it. That’s it…good girl.”

His praises and moans went straight to your core, making you even needier than before. He sounded so pretty. Even if your jaw started to ache, you wanted to keep hearing his breathless noises of pleasure. You made a pretty picture, Javier thought. Your lips and tongue around his cock, looking up at him with tears spilling out the sides of your eyes whenever he hit the back of your throat, your moans of exertion causing a delightful vibration. He wouldn’t last much longer like this. He needed to fuck you. Now.

You gasped as Javier pulled you off his dick, kissing you roughly before removing his shirt, your lips upturning in a smile as you admired his body. “Clothes off and lay back on the bed for me, sweetheart.” He ordered, and you had no problem obeying, might’ve even been a bit too eager, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. Your face flushed with heat as his gaze fixed on your breasts, licking his lips and smirking. “Goddamn, you’re gorgeous, baby.” You giggled as he pounced on you, sloppily kissing you while positioning himself in between your legs.

You bit your lip as Javier rubbed his dick in between your slick folds, gasping as the head nudged your clit. “Want you inside me so bad, Javi.” You whispered, one hand cupping the side of his face and the other bracing yourself on his shoulder as he started to slowly push in. Your head fell back to the pillow beneath you with your mouth open in a moan, Javi fully sheathing himself inside your velvety walls.

“Fuck, babygirl.” Javier groaned, his brows furrowed, trying to restrain himself from plowing into you right away. He had a vice grip on your hip, while his other hand was groping your tit. “You feel so good.”

“Fuck me harder, Javi, please.” You whined, canting your hips upwards to try and get more friction, but he roughly pinned you down with his hands.

“Ain’t gonna last long if I do that.”

“I don’t care. Please.” You begged, looking up at him with your best puppy dog eyes. Javier growled as he pulled out of you, flipping you over on your front, head down and ass up, pushing himself back in your pussy harshly, setting a cruel pace. “Fuck!” You groaned, your eyes rolling to the back of your skull in a pleasured haze. He fucked you hard and slow, each thrust making you jerk and cry out every time he hit the ends of you, a loud slapping skin against skin noise echoing through his entire apartment. You’d be surprised if his neighbors didn’t come banging on his door telling you to keep it down.

“You like this better, slut?” He mocked before letting out moans of his own, the new position one of his favorites, that much you could tell.

“Yes. God, yes, Javi!” You started to prop yourself up on your elbows, but Javi pushed you back down, keeping your face pressed against the pillow.

“Keep your fuckin’ head down.” He demanded, grunting loudly with every thrust. “Anything else you wanna complain about, sweetheart?”

“Can you…can you spank me, please?” You couldn’t see him from your position, but he grinned, followed by a couple hard slaps to both your ass cheeks, making you moan in appreciation. You could tell he enjoyed spanking you, since he did it often, your skin throbbing and raw but it felt so good. His grip on your hip he used as leverage started to turn painful as opposed to the pressure it previously felt, just knowing you’d have plenty of marks afterwards, and you couldn’t wait to see the masterpiece of bruises he left on your skin in the morning.

“Fuck, babygirl, you’re making it real difficult to keep it together. I don’t think I’ll be able to last much longer.” You lifted yourself with your arms, trying to turn yourself on your back. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I wanna watch as you come.” You smiled sweetly. Now how could Javi deny you when you looked like that? He allowed you to turn over, then he sat up on his haunches and wrapped your legs around his waist. He looked so fucking angelic from this angle, looking down at you with a pleasure ridden face, the sweat coating his body making him shine, his hair disheveled and a dark look his in eyes. The sight paired with his ruthless thrusts, his cock hitting that sweet spot inside of you, made your second climax of the night get closer and closer, you could almost taste it.

Javier watched as goosebumps rose all over your body, your nipples hardening and your walls clenching around him tightly, signaling you were close. If it weren’t for how close he was as well, he’d surely have an arrogant smirk on his face from how drunk you were getting off his cock. “You gonna come for me again, querida?”

“Yes, Javi!” You cried, your body starting to shake uncontrollably as the first shock waves of your orgasm washed over you. “Oh my god, fuck, I’m coming!”

Javier let out a strained moan as your walls pulsed around him, soaking his cock and your face contorting in pure euphoria. He couldn’t resist grabbing ahold of your hand, giving you an anchor to ground yourself as you came down from your high, additionally giving him something to hold on to as he started to reach his own climax. “Where do you want me to come?”

“Inside…” You whispered breathlessly. “Come inside me, Javi. I want it. I need it.”

Javier grunted loudly as his warm ropes of cum painted your walls, his muscles tensing and soft whimpers escaping his mouth as he stilled inside you, panting as if he’d just run a marathon. He surprised you by kissing you softly, then your chin, cheek, and finally your forehead. Much more tender than he previously was. You almost whined at the loss of contact as he laid beside you, immediately lighting a cigarette, offering you one, but you politely declined, claiming you had your own. Instead, you slightly sat up in the bed and pulled out a joint from your bag, smirking to yourself as you knew he’d throw a fit.

You took glances over at Javier as you lit up your joint, resisting the urge to laugh as his eyes widened at the smell, immediately snapping his head towards you with furrowed brows. “Are you really smoking grass in front of me right now?” He scolded. “Seriously? You lied to me.”

You smiled. “What’re gonna do? Handcuff me?”

His eyes darkened, setting down his cigarette in an ashtray and leaned over to hover above you.“I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” You only replied by taking a puff of your joint and blowing the smoke in his face. You whimpered as he kissed you hard, biting your lip until he broke skin. “You know marijuana is a gateway drug?”

“Oh, shut up!” You chuckled, putting out your joint so you could focus on kissing him. “You really gonna arrest me, Javi?”

He rolled his eyes. “No, just…just don’t do it around me, alright?”

You raised a brow playfully. “Oh, so this wasn’t just a one time thing?”

He didn’t meet your gaze. “I mean, not if you want it to be. I was going to ask if you wanted to, ya know, do this again sometime?” He spoke softly, looking back up at you with a hopeful expression.

You giggled giddily, feeling like a teenager who just got asked out by your crush. The grin that stretched across Javi’s face at your reaction made your heart thump in your chest even faster. “Of course, Javi. I’d love that.”

“Good.” He smiled, kissing you one more time.

You smirked. “Hey, maybe you could use your handcuffs on me next time.”

“Whatever your heart desires, querida.”

fuck sake

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aroseinasnowstorm · 7 months

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Could you possibly make headcannons for Alucard being affectioned and tender to his human female S/O?

And here I thought and feared I already make the vampire kind too somft! But no! You guys want more smoochie and cuddles?! YOU SHALL HAVE IT!

(Psst, always gender neutral reader unless we have something specifically related to sex and gender like a reader being pregnant, being trans, etc, just so everyone can always feel included, love ya guys)

TW: YOU ASKED FOR FLUFF AND YOU SHALL RECIEVE, mention of Alucards past

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Alucard Being Affectionate

He´s a killing machine who has been experimented on for many, many years. My man has gone through horrors and so much pain but with you? He can allow himself to be vulnerable. Soft. Gentle.

He can nuzzle into you, he can just take in your scent and allow himself to enjoy your warmth. Alucard is touch starved beyond reason at this point. You cup his cheeks? He sighs happily. You kiss him? Oh boy is over the moon!

At the beginning he was almost a bit shy touching you back. He was afraid of harming you. Of being too rough. But with some reassurance and some time passing by he would not want to depart from you EVER.

You have to work? Tough luck, you won´t be going anywhere. I hope you can do home office because you ain´t leaving his lap.

He´s eager to kiss and hold you, always. If you enjoy it when he´s vocally praising you or telling you how much he loves you he will just do that.

Alucard loves being wrapped around you, just nuzzling into you and sighing dreamily as if this is heaven because to him? It is. He adores you so much. You give him the feeling of peace.

He is all over you, whenever he can. Soft kisses, lingering touches. He is so soft with you that it might confuse everyone else.

The vampire purrs. No I take no criticism on that. As mentioned in previous posts he purrs when he´s content.

So just imagine the confusion when someone like Integra or Walter hear that man PURRING out of his basement. A happy little smile on his face while he´s holding you so tightly against his chest that it might hurt just a little.

Just tell him to ease his grip and he´ll do it but he prefers to hold you as close as possible. It makes him feel better about all this.

He loves to just stare into your eyes while telling you all the little details he loves about you. And if you don´t mind additional hands, he will totally wrap you in a cocoon of seemingly endless hands.

You can lay on his chest, listen to his purring while the space around you darkens with his shadows and he engulfs you in comfortable darkness. Little forehead kisses and soft giggles are going to fill up your space as Alucard for once feels... alive.

You need something to drink? Hungry? You want a blanket? He can BE the blanket but yes, fine, you may get your stuff. As long as Integra does not need him he would be willing to lay there for hours.

No matter if you want to sleep, just cuddle, or watch a movie, whatever you wish shall be yours little lamb.

He feels not like a predator in that moment but more like a guardian and he absolutely loves the trust you give him.

He´s going to tell you that you take such good care of him, that he´s proud of you and thankful for your presence. You´ve never seen the vampire so peaceful than when he cuddled you and displays his affection for you.

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multi-fandom-imagine · 2 months

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A/n: Let's A Go!

•Viktor Vasko•

Viktor was a large man, a large intimidating man but that did not stop you from falling for him. The one's who weren't close to him didn't know he had a kind heart, they didn't know how gentle and soft he was with you. Sitting on the bar too, you crossed one of your legs over the over. "Hey Viktor?"

A grunt was your reply, sighing you rolled your eyes holding out your hand for him. "Come here."

Placing down the glass he was holding, he took one long stride to you. "Ves?"

Grinning you sat up placing your hands on his cheeks, your thumbs caress his cheek. "Oh nothing! I just wanted you to know that I can hold the whole world in my hands."

Viktor's eye went wide for a moment, glancing away you heard him grumble something under his breath as he pulled you into his chest.

"HA can I get a hug too Viktor!" Rocky chimed in.

A deep growl escaping Viktor's chest as he held you close. "I vill kill him."

•Mordecai Heller•

"Mordecai"

Dropping his pen, Mordecai pulled off his glasses as he looked you over, you were practically vibrating with excitement. "Yes?"

Quickly making your way over to him grasping his cheeks. "I'm holding the whole world in my hands."

Tensing, Mordecai adverted his gaze. He didn't know what to say, how do you even reply to something like that? Scowling, his mind was racing a mild a minute. He knew he could just push you away but then that would only upset you and he didn't want that.

"Hmp."

Accepting his fate, he resigned to rest his head on your chest as you scratched behind his ear.

"Good boy."

•Dorian "Zib" Zibowski•

It was a lazy afternoon in Lackadaisy, the other band members have long since left leaving you and Zib alone. The man's head resting on your lap, a smile on his face as he enjoyed you running your fingers across his ears.

"Zib?"

"Ya Doll?" The cigaret he'd been smoking had long since went out though he opened on if his eyes to look at you.

Humming, you then let your hands cup his cheeks squishing them together. "Nothing too important, I just wanted you to know that I am just holding my whole world in my hands."

Grinning, he disregarded the cigaret sitting up. "That so? Well then? Can you give me a kiss?"

"For you, anything."

"Nice."

•Roark"Rocky"Rickaby•

Rocky was practically vibrating with excitement, he was hoping you'd like this date he set up for you. He's never felt this way about someone, nor did he ever expect for you to return his feelings.

Letting out a small giggle you shook your head as he gave you a small twirl on the dance floor. You were having so much fun. Your heart was pounding in your chest as Rocky pulled you in close. Your hands quickly moving to his cheeks as you gave him a cheeky smile. "Did you know that I am holding the whole world in my hands right now Rock?"

Eyes going wide, it did not take long for Rocky to let out a laugh as he swung you around the dance floor, a happy laugh leaving him. He was so happy, so lucky to have you.

"You're my whole world too!!!"

•Sedgewick "Wick" Alastair Sable•

It was an odd feeling, being in love. Sedgewick never in his life did he think it would happen to him. But there was something about, something he couldn't explain but he liked it.

He loved you.

Heading home, your head rested on his shoulder as you both walked to the car. A soft hum leaving his lips though just as you were about to enter the car Sedgewick pulled you in close, his nose nuzzled yours as he cupped your cheeks gently.

"May I tell you something."

Laughing softly, you shook your head smiling up at him as you lent into his touch.

"I'm holding my whole world right now."

Gazing softening, you quickly buried your face into his chest. "That's supposed to my word you know, can't believe you stole it from me."

"I'll make it up to you, promise."

"You better."

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ervotica · 2 months

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this isn’t so much specifically about rafe but i’m low-key obsessed with polycule rafe x reader x barry. especially in their dominance with her, because it feels so inherently different. on the surface, barry’s is so much softer but there’s a sinister bite to it, as opposed to rafe who affronts it, but when push comes to shove and reader needs help, she’ll go to him. like the best way to describe it is, reader feels safe with barry but protected with rafe.

yes yes this is all so true! rafe & barry even each other out and i love that for miss reader </3

barry appears outwardly softer with you, all soft touches and smearing kisses along your cute features when you crinkle your nose at him. sitting you in his lap when you’re tired and holding glasses of water to your lips when you’re thirsty so that you don’t have to exert yourself in your sleepy state— generally, barry is playful with you and very soft.

that courtesy only extends so far; you rile him up, you push his buttons in any way, there will absolutely be hell to pay. you can locate the bite to his words from a mile away, the hidden violent streak that wards you off from pushing him too much despite his leniency when it comes to his baby girl.

rafe is argumentative; he pushes back when you mouth off, dishing out as many punishments as he sees fit until he’s sure you’ve learned your lesson. he’s harder to crack than barry, more guarded with his affections, and you have to push past the way his nonchalance twinges at your heart and remind yourself that’s just how he is.

then you get into trouble— real trouble. some prissy kook girl running her mouth at a kegger and suddenly you’re hitting the bitch, breaking her nose and sealing one of her eyes shut at the very least.

you call rafe in a blind panic— you only did it ‘cos she was talking smack about him and barry, you justify, the petulant whine in your cadence vanishing and being replaced with an anxious wobble that drives rafe into action as white-hot panic seizes his own heart.

“‘s okay, baby. i know you jus’ did what you had to do. i get it, okay? ‘ve been there too many times… yeah, yeah, i’ll come get ya, little firecracker.”

you plant your ass on the sidewalk, comforted in the fact that rafe will be here any second when the girl’s boyfriend decides to run up on you. you stumble back, arms out protectively, babbling about how your boyfriend’s gonna be here any minute so he’d better quit it. he grabs your arm hard enough to bruise the soft flesh, getting in your face as he sneers about how his girlfriend was right to say those things and your boyfriend isn’t going to do shit.

you spit back that she shouldn’t have run her mouth if she didn’t want someone to shut her up, and the guy’s features contort in unmistakable rage as he rears back to… hit you?

a fist collides with his jaw before he makes it even another step, and there’s an audible crunch as the guy hits the concrete face-first. rafe stands over him, chest heaving, knuckles bruised and bloodied. the guy still makes to get up, stopped short by a boot to the rib, kicking until he stays fucking down, gasping and limbs askew on the ground.

rafe has you against his chest in an instant, hooking a shoulder beneath your armpit to press his cheek to yours and curse you for being an antagonistic little shit. but he’s softened, his hard edges melting away as he fusses over you, brushing hair back from your eyes and checking you over for cuts and bruises. you get to the car and your bottom lip wobbles, knees tucking in tightly against your chest.

“you gonna tell bar?” you sniffle, cheek smushed against your knee.

“have to, baby,” he murmurs. “he’s not gonna be mad, i promise.”

“are you mad?”

he bristles. “c’mere,” he beckons, arms open in a rare display of affection as you climb over the center console of the car and into his lap. he drags slow lines across your cheekbone with swollen knuckles. “i’m not mad, baby. i’m not pleased, but this isn’t something anyone’s gonna punish you for.”

you will the tears back, fighting the onslaught as your adrenaline drops and you sag. he hooks arms around your waist to pull you closer.

“none of that,” he says gruffly, sitting up to gauge your expression at eye level. “you’re a good girl, okay? jus’ looking out for us, yeah?”

you nod tersely, pushing into his grasp, greedily seeping up every inch of affection you can pull from him. “‘m sorry.”

“let’s go home, yeah?”

barry forgoes any lecturing when you return with one curt stare from rafe and the sight of your pouting bottom lip alone. he bundles you up and murmurs lowly against your skin as you hum and close your eyes, preening sadly. wetness clings to your eyes, pooling against the smudged black caked at your waterline.

rafe makes an entire display out of the way he relents for you, his eyes softening in worry despite the way he bristles and attempts to harden his features; one sad look from you and he’s gathering you back up for a squeezing cuddle and pressing a begrudging kiss to the crown of your skull.

“jus’ go t’sleep, kid. love you, okay?”

you know he does, but hearing him say it sends adoration roiling through your chest in a wave.

“love you more,” you whisper as he kisses right between your pinched brows, pushing you back towards barry.

“you softening old country club up, angel?” the dark haired man snorts, shucking up the duvet until it’s laid over your shoulders as you tuck your face into the juncture of his neck. you roll your eyes at the nickname.

“maybe a little,” you muse, a laugh bubbling at the base of your throat despite the sorrow that sits heavy in your bones.

“there’s my girl.”

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celtic-crossbow · 7 months

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Whumptober 2023

No. 2: Thermometer

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Fem!reader

Setting: Alexandria Era

Warnings: Illness

“Tay wid meh.”

“Stop talkin’.”

You threw him your best pout. Well, the best one you could manage with the stupid thermometer jammed under your tongue. Regardless, he ignored it. You sniffled, grabbed a tissue, and watched Daryl move about the room. When the twice-damned thing finally beeped, the archer somehow appeared right in front of you to snatch it up before you could even lift a hand.

“100.6. Doc says ya gotta be below 100 ‘fore ya can get outta bed.” He reminded you while he walked into the bathroom to put the thing away. “Won’ be gone long. Jus’ checkin’ the snares n’ tryin’ fer somethin’ bigger than a rabbit. Few hours at the most. Carol’ll be over ta check up on ya.”

You sniffled again and blew your nose. “Can’t you just stay here?” Daryl sat on the edge of the bed to tie his boots. Your perfect time to strike. Crawling your aching body toward him, you pressed yourself against his back, arms winding underneath his for your fingers to clasp over his chest. “Please? I’m sick. I need you.”

“Yer gon’ be fine. Go ta ‘sleep n’ I’ll be back when ya wake up.” His hand patted the back of yours and gave it a squeeze. Large fingers pulled your hands apart, chapped lips pressing a kiss to one palm. You let your arms fall but only until he stood. You latched on around his middle and buried your overwarm face into his stomach. “Y/N.”

“I’m vulnerable, Dixon. Weak and frail.” The muscles in his abdomen moved against you when he scoffed. “I can’t defend myself like this.”

“‘ve seen ya put down a dozen walkers with a bum leg n’ broke arm. I don’ reckon a cold is gonna stop ya.” You coughed into his shirt, an act he found both disgusting and endearing. The archer ran a hand over your hair and stepped back but not before grabbing your shoulders so you wouldn’t topple forward. “Dog can stay here.”

You finally slumped, defeated. “I guess.” You knew you were being a child but you felt horrible and being alone was not something you were looking forward to one bit. The pillow seemed so far away but you managed to drag yourself back to it, patting the bed with a weak call for your resident canine. Dog wasted no time making himself at home on Daryl’s pillow.

“Ah, c’mon, Dog.”

“Nope!” You held up a hand without moving your face from its fluffy perch. “If you’re leaving, I get to cuddle the dog in your stead.”

“Fine.” The bowman chuckled, grabbing his vest and pack. “Be back ‘fore ya know it.” He waited but was met with silence. “Y/N?” He took a step toward the bed, listening intently. When a soft snore and incoherent murmur reached his ears, one side of his mouth twitched up. Grabbing the doorknob on his way out, he spared one last look at the lump under the blankets and shook his head fondly. “Silly girl.”

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saphirafoxgirlspost1 · 4 months

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(Open Rp) DBZ X KP Crossover Christmas Rp in "Love in White Christmas"

Long time ago, In the Small town of Middleton and it was a Sophmore year For Saphira While she was in the relationship With Her boyfriend Who is Constantly..Stood her out Name "Ronald Stoppable", Now She and Ronald had Been First met since 1st grade..and been together in middle school too..but now..During highschool, Ronald had been Acting distants towards her..and During the times..she lost her 4 unborn children…but One month later, She hears From the school that they're having a new students from west city…Then the next day in Highschool…She saw a hot bad boy name Prince vegeta and goku the sweet guy, Big Tough but quiet guy name broly..and much more…Saphira got excited to meet them..But During the sophmore year…Saphira founded out that she's pregnant with serena…But..after the mission, saphira was at the hospital For the 123rd time..and Ron..Still never showed up..until Someone coming to the Hospital..as it was…The Bad Boy Prince vegeta, Who comes in with a lovely roses..and all..Saphira was pretty suprised that Someone actually came…but he's not alone..goku and others came with flowers and all..and then..3 months later..she saw Ron and Kim kissing together near the lockers…All Saphira sees right now is Red, and She storms in after kim left..and she Slammed the locker door Shut and shouted,

Saph:"RONALD!!"

Ron Jumped and startled and then she said,

Saph: "What The Hell Do you think your doing with kim!?, So this is what you do when You Stood me out alot lately!? cheating on me with kim!?"

Ron:"Look please..I can explain!"

Saph:"Explain what!? I am Pregnant With your Child and Now you"ve been Kissing my best friend!! Are you serious!?"

Ron:"Please Its just One kiss, nothing more I swear!"

Saph:" You listen here ya cheating bastard..I'm giving you a Choice..So you BETTER Choose,, It's Either Step up, Act like a Father and set a good Examples to this Child, Break up with kim and Never Come near her again! OR I'm Kicking you out of my house, Making you Pay Child support, and You'll never come near my child again! I don't want my child to be stain with your cheating Filth! So..you have until midnight…but if you don't decide, I'm kicking you out and I'm telling your parents about this, So you better Be prepare to get an earful from your parents!"

So saphira storms out of anger and Head home…and that Night, Saphira was Sitting Down on the couch… and ron came home..and he told her that he broke up with kim..and then she said,

Saph:"You better be Lucky I would've Kick you out of my house clean off, Your going to sleep on the couch for tonight!"

After times…When saphira was into labor..but Somethings not right…after serena was born…Saphira holds her daughter close and then she sees Serena passed away from her last breath…Saphira cried in a broken heart, and after being discharge..Ron was Nowhere to be found..Saphira was Pissed off…and she got upset…and then..She hears someone..as she turns around and saw…

#Open rp #Romance #Drama #Chrismtas #Dbz #kim possible #crossover

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Begin Again | Part Four

Summary: It's all about the hating, the loving and the healing... but in that order?

Warnings: Cursing

A/N: It's been a long time, but here it is. Love you all for being so patient and sweet with all the messages and anons asking me if I was okay and sending me love while I was sick 😭❤️ sorry if I didn’t answer, I wasn't that much on my phone but I'm thankful for all the messages and love you send me 😣💛

Dedicated to: @gaviandgrizisgirl because she motivate me to write and post this as quickly as possible. Luv you 💛✨️ (btw go read her work, is amazing, you'll love it 😀❤️)

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

17:45 p.m.

"Déjame ayudarte con eso, " Elena says. As she picks up the straightener, she is as nervous as you are. "Estoy tan emocionada, yo te ayudarme a planear la boda. Ahhhh!" (Let me help you with that. I'm so excited, I'm helping you plan the wedding)

You smile at her, your words are out due to being nervous. You feel like throwing up but weren't.

You made a small talk about something she was promoting while she was straightening the last piece of hair. That was cut off by the baby monitor announcing that your baby was done with cocomelon.

"Ya, ya, ya voy, mi amor." (I'm coming, love)

You finish with the hair as your son begin crying for attention.

"Ay ya mijo, no te puedes entretener solo? Andamos ocupadas." Elena says, picking him. He stops crying, looking at her with a confused expression. "Ya ves? Todo bien. Hoy tenemos pijamada, usted se duerme en el lado izquierdo y yo el derecho." (Omg baby, can't you entertain yourself? We're busy. You see? Everything's fine. Today, we have a slumber party, you'll sleep on the left side and I'll sleep on the right one)

You laugh at her. She's so special to him.

"Vente, solo me haré algo natural de maquillaje." You say picking your products, barely any, some concealer, powder, blush, waterproof mascara (that's essential). (Come here, I'll just do some light makeup)

18:50 p.m.

"Bueno, ya quedó. Dejo todo ahí en la cocina y me voy corriendo antes que llegue." Fernando says, throwing some used napkins. He prepared some pasta, your favorite actually, and he helped Pedro pick some nice outfit for the night. (Okay, it's done. I'll leave everything in the kitchen, and I'm out before she arrives)

Pedro hugged his brother, thanking him for the help. He was nervous, and Fer knew it.

"Tranquilo chaval. Todo irá bien" Fer palms his back and walk to the door. "Pedro, me llamas mañana a primera hora para contarme como te fue, si?" (Relax, everything is going to be fine. Pedro, call me first thing in the morning and tell me everything.)

Pedro nods, nervous at the time, and at everything.

"Por cierto," he says. Before the door closes. Pedro looks confused at him, waiting for him to speak. "Te deje unos condones en el nochero." He winks and laughs, noticing his brother blushing like crazy. "Te quiero niño, adiós." (By the way, I left some condoms on your nightstand. Love you, kiddo, bye)

18:59 p.m.

"Bien, me voy," you say as you spray some perfume, his favorite as you recall. You were done with the feeding and ready to leave. "Adiós amorcito, mami te va a extrañar mucho." You kiss him several times on both cheeks. "Si te da problemas, en serio llámame, aun que no creo que despierte, si lo hace hay leche que recien me saqué en la nevera, solo calientala y dale eso." (Okay, I'm leaving. Goodbye, my love, mommy's going to miss you so much. If he gives you problems, please call me, even tho I don't think he wakes up. If he does, there's fresh pumped milk in the refrigerator. Just warm it up and feed him)

"Ay ya largate." Elena says, pushing you to the door. "Te deje unos condones en la bolsa, la de la izquiera, no quiero otra sorpresita" (Omg, just go. I put some condoms on your purse, left bag. I dont want another surprise)

"Qué?" You look at her confused.

"Shh, adiós mami." She says, making Polo wave his hand.

You shake your head, smiling at her.

But when you open your door, the one surprised is you.

"Mamá? " You open your eyes all the way, you didn't invite her, you didn't call her. Why was she there? "Qué haces acá?" (What are you doing here?)

"Nena, que guapa. Te traje una carbonara, tu favorita de tu restaurante favorito en Barcelona. Sé que la última vez que nos vimos no te portaste tan bien conmigo pero, hijos. Ya entenderas cuando Polito crezca." She says, pushing you to enter. (Baby, how pretty. I brought you some pasta carbonara, your favorite from your favorite restaurant in Barcelona. Even tho the last time we saw each other, you weren't so nice, but you know, kids. You'll get it when Polito grows up)

You scuff. You weren't nice? What about her? Saying how Pedro was going to take your son away. How you were going to go back crying to them for help.

"Mamá, voy de salida. Gracias por traer la pasta. Elena se la puede comer o te la puedes llevar." You say grabbing her by the arms just in time. She was about to grab Polo from Elena's arms. (Mom, I'm actually on my way out. Thanks for the pasta. Maybe Elena can eat it, or you can take it back)

You grabbed the pasta from her, leaving it on the little table beside the door.

"Pero si vas de salida, entonces déjame cuidar a mi nieto, nadie mejor que una mamá para cuidar de los bebés de su bebé." She tries to enter one more time. "Y/n, quítate." (But if you're on your way out, I can take care of my grand baby. Nobody like mommy to take care of her baby's baby. Y/n, get out of the way.)

"No."

"No?" She scuffs "acaso te volviste loca? Que te pasa? Tu no eres así, nunca me habías hablado así" she looks at you with this hurt expression, one you usually fell for, but not this time. (Are you out of your mind? What's wrong with you? You're not like that. You never spoke to me like that)

You grabbed your doorknob as you take some steps, making her step back. "Mamá, voy de salida y Elena va a cuidar a Polo, voy tarde. Adiós." (Mom, I'm on my way out, Elena is taking care of Polo. I'm already late, goodbye)

You kissed her cheek and walked to your car. You turned it on. She was still standing on the same place.

You picked up your phone, texting Elena to not let her in, no matter what.

You notice the time. Already 19:10

"Me cago en la." You say as you drive off your house.

19:16 p.m.

"Mierda" Pedro says, looking at his phone, you were not someone who was late to almost anything.

He calmed himself, thinking maybe is the traffic, maybe she went for gas, maybe she's nervous and driving slowly. Maybe there was some roadwork and she had to take another street.

His mind began to overthink against him. And just in time, the doorbell saves him from his own mind.

He runs to the front door and takes a look of himself in the mirror he has there. "Bien, como dijo Fer, todo estará bien," he say to himself. The walk to the door is a quick one. He takes a few breaths before opening. (Okay, like Fer said, everything is going to be fine)

When he opened the door, nothing prepared him for the view. Even though you didn't change much, there was something different. You looked more beautiful. The way your hair is done looks stunning. The way your smile is shining is like no other.

Not to say your body, you were slimmer than the last time, more here, less there but the same one he loves.

"Dios, estas preciosa," he says without thinking. "Perdón, hola." He shakes his head as you laugh. "Hola va primero, pasa por favor." (Gosh, you look beautiful. Sorry, hi. Hi, is it first)

"Hola, Pepi." You say walking inside. "Tu también te vez muy bien." You laugh. (You look amazing, too)

"Venga, vamos adentro." He closed the door. (C'mon, let's go inside)

He doesn't know if his actions are some muscle memory or if his brain is not coordinating the best. But when he extended his arm for you to take his hand like he used to, at first he didn't notice, but after a few seconds and your hesitation. He slowly pulled back.

But, before he could, and for his surprise, you did take his hand.

"Vamos." You say smiling at him. (Let's go)

The smile on his face is the biggest he ever had since the last time you were together.

That was something everyone noticed. His smile wasn't the same, his was always so into his mind.

"Tienes hambre? Fer me ayudo a preparar tu comida favorita." He says, guiding you to the kitchen. (Are you hungry? Fer helped me cook your favorite food)

You nod smiling, knowing how good that must taste.

Fernando was one of the best chefs you have ever known. He even opened his own restaurant. It was amazing, and he was so successful.

"Mucha. De hecho." You begin talking, but stop when you realize what you were about to say. (Yes, actually...)

Normally, your way of talking was mom on if someone asked you, "You hungry?" You would say,"Yes, breastfeeding makes me hungry." Which is what was about to happen.

"De hecho qué?" He asks, serving the pasta.

"De hecho, tu sabes, yo siempre tengo hambre." You laugh, hoping that was good enough. (Actually, you know, I'm always hungry)

He laughs, nodding "cuándo volviste?" He says, grabbing both plates. "Acá o en el comedor?" He asks you. (When did you come back? Here or at the table?)

"Acá esta bien, déjame ayudarte con eso." You say taking two cups and serving some water. (Here it's okay, let me help you with that)

He places the plates down, picks some forks and napkins.

"Queres vino? Tengo uno buenisimo que te va a encantar, o prefieres algún cóctel? Sé hacer unos ufff, Robert me enseñó." (Do you want some wine? I have a really good one, you'll love it. Or do you prefer a cocktail? I know how to make some, ufff, Robert taught me)

Normally, you used to drink wine or a cocktail when you had dinner dates or when you were around him watching a movie or spending time together.

But the feeding was something that had you at cero alcohol. You pretend to get a text just to Google if one glass was okay. Maybe not? You didn't think about that.

"Amm, déjame responder esto rápido, perdón, el trabajo." You say nervously. He nodded, not taking too much care. (Let me answer this quickly. Sorry, it's from work)

A quick Google search taught you that you could, but had to pump and throw that milk away because that's where the alcohol would be.

"Perdón, deja lo pongo en no molestar." You say, now more relaxed. "Un poco de vino no matará a nadie." You joke, making him laugh. (Sorry, let me put it on. Don't disturb. A little wine never killed nobody)

Once you both sit down and begin eating, you notice how different he is. The beard was more prominent, more styled, too. He has this more prominent dark bag under his eyes. This guy never rests.

"Me gusta tu barba, esta más estilizada y te sienta mucho más." You say honestly, "pero sabes, debes dormir más, qué son esas ojeras Pedro? Te pasas jugando hasta tarde de nuevo?" (I like your beard. It's more stylish and it fits you so well. But you know, you need to sleep more. What are those bags under your eyes? Are you playing video games till the morning again?)

He rolls his eyes. "Ay mamá, pero primero me halagas y luego me matas, venga que deja que el vino haga efecto preciosa." (But you first compliment me and then trash talk me, at least let the wine get into my system baby.)

You both laugh.

And it feels good. Being like this again. Being so close and able to joke without worrying.

The jokes continue. You both know you have a talk, but you want to enjoy the beginning of the night first.

"Déjame ayudarte." You take both plates and take them to the sink and wash them. (Let me help you)

He looks at the way you're washing the dishes, even when it's a completely normal thing to do. You doing it for the first time in so long was something he couldn't believe.

"Pedro," you say, noticing how lost he is. "Estas bien?" (Are you okay?)

"Si si si, quieres ir a la sala? Ahí estaremos más cómodos." He's nervous, and so are you. (Do you want to go to the living room? We will be more comfortable there)

You nod, walking to the living room.

Your heart is beating faster.

Your hands are sweating.

Or was that the water you didn't dry?

Guess you can blame the water.

"Yo quiero"

"Necesito decir"

You both talk, laugh at how coordinated that was.

"Vamos preciosa, comienza tu." (C'mon baby, you go)

You opened your mouth, but nothing was coming out.

Even when you practice how you were going to say the things you want to say. Nothing.

"Okay, entonces voy yo." He laughs, trying to make you feel less nervous. You nodded. "Bien, no es fácil poner todo en palabras y perdón si la cago, créeme que estoy jodidamente nervioso y siento que el puto corazón me va a salir del pecho. Y, la verdad no sé ni por qué empecé diciendo esto, creo que, ammm, Okay." (Okay, so my turn. It's not easy to put everything into words, and I'm sorry if I fucked up, believe me I'm fucking nervous and I feel like my fucking heart is going to burst out of my chest. And to be honest, I don't know why I'm saying that. I think that, ammm, okay)

He pauses, breathing deeply.

"Perdón," he says, looking at you. "Por haberte dejado tan de la nada. Se que fui una mierda contigo y créeme que no fue como lo planeé. Yo en serio no quería lastimarte." (Sorry, for leaving you so out of nowhere. I know I was a piece of shit with you, and believe me, it was not how I planned it. I didn't mean to hurt you)

"Y por qué lo hiciste?" You ask, eyes never leaving his. (So, why did you?)

"Porqué fui un cobarde, porqué no puse tus sentimientos o los míos primero, porqué dejé que otros dictarán nuestro futuro y me arrepiento tanto. Si tuviera una maquina del tiempo regresaría a esa noche y cambiaría todo." (because I was a coward, because I didn't put your feelings and mine first, I let others dictate our future, and I regret that. If I had the chance, I would go back in time and change everything)

"A qué te refieres con qué dejaste que otros dictaran nuestro futuro?" No te entiendo. (What do you mean you let others dictate our future? I don't get it.)

"Es a lo único a lo que le prestaste atención?" He asks, trying to change the subject. (It's the only thing you paid attention to?)

"Pedro," you say with that tone he knows, that mom tone when you won't take his bullshit for an answer.

"Venga que al menos dime que me perdonas." He tries again, failing. (C'mon, at least tell me you forgive me)

"Pedro, responde mi pregunta." You say downing your tone a little bit more.

He shakes his head. He didn't want to tell you about that conversation with your father, but another lie is not the best way to go now.

"Mira, tú padre y yo hablamos. Y él estaba tan seguro que tú me dejarías y yo solo quería la jodida bendición. Por qué no me dijo si y luego me odio en secreto? Joder, preciosa lo siento tanto, yo no debí escucharle pero sus palabras se sintieron como putas puñaladas y tu no querías irte a Portofino. Y tu ibas a decir que no. Tenías un futuro tan brillante delante de ti y yo solo era un jugador de fútbol. (Look, your father and I had a talk. He was so sure you'll leave and I was just looking for the fucking blessing, why couldn't he just smile and hate me in secret? Fuck, baby I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have, but his words hit me like fucking daggers, and you did wanted to go to Portofino, and you were going to say no. You had a bright future ahead, and I was just a football player. Your dad was right)

"Pedro, espera."

You didn't get that much because of how fast he was talking, but enough for you to understand.

"Mi papá te dijo qué?" You ask. (My dad told you what?)

You weren't going to imply that he was lying, but you needed to know if what you heard was right.

"Tu padre y yo." He tries, but you interrupted him.

"Mi papá te dijo qué?" You repeat getting up from the couch.

"Preciosa, por favor sientate." He tries to grab your arms, wanting to calm you down.

"No, Pedro." You back away. "Dime que me estás mintiendo." You can feel the tears. "Pedro, por favor." (Tell me you're lying.)

He cursed mentally at himself. He didn't want to lose you again.

"Y/n, por favor. Déjame explicarte." He's up now, eyes asking for permission to touch you.

"Es solo que. Si él te dijo eso. Entonces todo lo que me dijo a mi fueron mentiras." You say shocked. "Todo este tiempo él me dijo que eras un imbecil por haberme lastimado. Como nos miraba juntos y como estaba con el corazón roto por no vernos juntos en el futuro." You were in a shock moment. "Entonces, todo eso. Todo lo que hice. Todo fue por sus mentiras?" (is just, if he told you that. Then, all the words he told me were just lies. All this time, he told me you were an asshole for hurting me. How he saw us together and how heartbroken he was by us not getting a future together. Then all of that. All I did was. It was because of his lies?)

You tried to take deep breaths.

All the times he let you cry on his shoulder. All the words. All for nothing.

And then he, let you be alone your whole pregnancy, give birth without Pedro.

"Preciosa. Respira por favor." Pedro says, his hands on yours trying to help you breathe. (Baby, breathe, please.)

You shake your head no, you weren't mad at him but at your father.

You free your hands and grab your purse. You needed an explanation. And you were getting one.

"Es que me va a escuchar." You storm out of the house, Pedro calling your name and trying to get you before leaving. "No," you say as he grabs your arm.

"No te voy a dejar ir así." He closed the door back again. "Por favor, vamos a calmarnos."

"Es que no lo entiendes. No sabes lo que hice y ahora más que nunca sé que me vas a odiar por haberlo hecho. Pero no puedo quedarme así." You say, freeing your arm and quickly opening the door. (You don't get it. You don't know what I did. And know I know you'll hate me it. But I can't just let this go)

"Joder, que no te vas a ir." He says, taking your keys. "Mira, no sé que hiciste pero yo jamas te voy a odiar. Por favor, Y/n vamos adentro y hablamos. Cuando te calmes te puedes ir." (Fuck, you're not leaving. Look, I don't know what you did, but I'll never hate you. Please, let's go inside and talk. When you're calmer, you can leave)

"Ven conmigo entonces." You say, grabbing his arm and pushing him to the drivers side. "Te prometo explicarte todo." (Come with me then. I promise I'll explain everything)

He wasn't sure, but he knew how stubborn you're and how you weren't getting back inside.

"Ve por las llaves y cierra la puerta de la casa." He sighs. (Go get the keys and close the door)

While he enters the car, you run back inside and search for the keys where you know he always left them.

Grabbing them and running back outside he has the car on and ready.

"Te recuerdas donde queda la casa de mis padres?" You say grabbing your phone. Texting you father to know if he was home. (Do you remember where my parents' house is?)

"Estas segura?" He asks, really not sure about this whole plan you just thought. "Mira, podemos manejar un rato y así nos calmamos." (Are you sure? Look, we can drive for a while, and we can calm down)

"Pedro, por favor. Hazme caso a mi esta vez." You say as you get a message back saying he was home. (Pedro, please. Listen to me this time)

He didn’t say more.

The drive was quick, something he didn't appreciate.

When he parked outside, you quickly took your seat belt off, running to the door. Thankfully, you still had the key.

"Papá." You scream. "Papá."

You went to his office, he was always there.

"Y/n? Que haces acá?" Your mom says once she sees you. (What are you doing here?)

"Tú sabías?" You ask, angry. "Mamá, tú sabías que Papá le dijo a Pedro que me dejará para yo irme a Italia?" (Did you know? You knew dad told Pedro to break up with me so I could go to Italy)

Your mom stayed quiet.

"Lo sabías" you say. (You knew)

"Calmate, todo tiene explicación." She says, getting closer. (Calm down, everything has an explanation)

"No te me acerques." You say in a tone of voice you didn't even recognize. (Stay away from me)

"Qué carajos esta pasando en esta casa?" You dad says as he approaches both of you. "Y/n mi amor por que gritas?" (What the hell is going on in this house? Y/n, baby, why are you yelling?)

You had to calm yourself. You wanted to slap him. Hurt him. But no, he was your father. And as much as you want to you won't.

"Explicame algo." You say. "Por qué me dijiste que estabas tan triste por mi ruptura con Pedro cuando tú." You say putting your finger on him. "Tú le pediste que me dejara, cuando tú le dijiste que no era suficiente para mí?" (Explain something to me, why did you say you were so sad for my break up with Pedro when you ask him to leave me? You told him he wasn't enough for me)

"No sé de lo que hablas." He says, pushing your hand away. "Estas bien? Te miro alterada, quieres un té?" (I don't know what you're talking about, are you okay? I see you're upset. Do you want some tea?)

"No te atrevas," you say, backing off a little. "Ya sé todo, al menos se hombre para admitirlo." (Don't you dare. I know everything. Be man enough to admit it)

"No me hables así, para empezar." He says, elevating his tone of voice. "Y si lo hice, qué? Yo quería más para ti, no un tipo que se gana la vida pegandole al balón." (Don't talk to me that way. If I did, what about it? I wanted more for you. Not just some dude that makes his bag from kicking a ball)

"Y qué?" You scuff "estas loco? Ustedes dos me manipularon para que yo pensara que Pedro estaba detrás de todo esto, que ya no me amaba. Y para qué? Por sus estúpidos estandares?" (What about it? Are you out of your mind? You two manipulate me into thinking Pedro was behind all of this. You make me believe he didn't love me and for what? For your stupid standars?)

"No son solo estándares, piensa las cosas niña, en serio esperabas que dejáramos que jodieras tu vida? Pagamos cantidades absurdas para que fueras a la mejor universidad solo para que fueras la esposa de un futbolista." He fake laughs. (They're not only standars, think this through kid, were you expect us to let you fucked up your life like that? Paying stupid amounts for you to go to the best college just to settle down to be a footballer wife?)

"Era mi vida," you scream. "mi vida, y ustedes no tenian por que quitarmela." (It was my life, my life. And you don't get to take that away from me.)

"Y/n por favor, cálmate, dejanos explicarte." She tries to hold you, but you push her away. (Y/n, please, calm down, let us explain everything to you)

"No lo entiendes." You say. "No entiendes nada, mamá." (You don't get it. You don't get it, mom)

"Claro que si. Amor por favor."

"No me toques" you yell at her. "Me dais asco." (Don't touch me. You both disgust me)

"Ya basta! Deja el drama." Your dad says as if is nothing. (Oh, stop it. Stop the drama)

You laugh, shaking your head. They don't get it.

"No es drama, papá." You say as the words come out with venom. "Ustedes me manipularon para pensar que todo fue distinto. Mierda, me la pase sola." You cry. (It's not drama, dad. You both manipulated me into thinking everything was different. Shit, you let me be alone)

"No estuviste sola, estábamos contigo. Paulo, Elena, tu papi y yo." You mom says.

"No, no es a lo que me refiero. Me dejaron estar sola nueve meses. Y tú." You point at your mom. "Me convenciste de no decirle nada, de que sola estaba mejor. Y yo te creí, porque pensé que él ya no me quería." You were crying badly at this point. (No, that's not what I meant. You both let me be alone for nine months. And you. You convinced me into not saying anything because I was better alone. And I believed you because I thought he didn't love me anymore)

You clean your tears. They weren't worth it. They don't even care.

"Por ustedes Pedro no conoce a nuestro hijo." You say sadly. "Por ustedes se perdió tantas cosas de nuestro hijo." (Because of you, Pedro doesn't know our child. Because of you, he missed so many things of our child)

"Nuestro qué?" (Our what?)

You feel how the air is stuck in your throat.

You turn around. Here he is, keys in one hand, purse in the other.

"Pedro."

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forusomimiya · 7 months

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3, 6 and 17 with Sakusa<3

I read the sixth prompt and my head projected sakusa behind you, all his weight on your body, lifting your chin, asking you to beg him and…. WELL, HERE'S THE REST WOOHOO 🕺🏻🕺🏻 Hope you like it ಇ.☁࿔*:･⛓🖤

"You'll never come to understand how it makes me feel to see you like this, my little mess" With the weight of his body on top of yours, his soft hand ran across your throat, exerting light pressure before he moved it up to your chin and lifted it to make you gaze up at him. The gentle touch on your skin contradicted the filthy words that came out of his lips. You loved him and hated him at the same time, but not him, just his blissful taste in the habit of always edging you.

"Hands behind your back, I want you to show me how much you´ve missed me" You knew your place and what you had to do. Skilled hand holding both your wrists while the other opened your ass and watched the accomplishment of his work: your pussy contracting at the slightest touch of his fingers on you. "You know what you have to do if you want me to stop"

"No... I- won't admit it" Did you really want not to? You acted like a whore in heat every time Sakusa pulled you close to the edge and then forgot all about you, hurting your moral integrity. But fuck, he always let you so close that you ended up sobbing and begging, your dignity spread out on the floor, hopeless in the eyes of the curly haired dark haired man. "You're punishing me on purpose. You know that well, fuck"

"You think so?" A quick spank that unconsciously pushed your ass back, as if it hardly didn't turn you on. Of course you adored him treating you like this, but you had a limit, and if he was going to keep behaving like this, you'd soon put a end to it. "Nothing's going to make you admit it?" another spank, this time followed by a groan. Soon it began to turn red. "I must admit that your stupid attitude is turning me on more than I thought it would"

And it wasn't until when he didn't get any reproach for his words, he thought that maybe a little more teasing would make you finally succumb.

"Let's go for another one" a trickle of spit falling down to your entrance, lubricating you to welcome his nimble fingers again.

"Wait— oh shit, fuckfuck!" again you couldn't help but let yourself go. Eyes rolling, releasing your frustration gripping the sheets as in your head you replaced his fingers with his cock. God, you couldn't wait any longer to take it. For once you had to surrender, enjoy yourself and come back later with more strength. "You win, I've... been a bad girl but, let me cum please, I fu-ucking need it"

"Oh, how soon you gave up. I thought I'd use you a little more…"

"I need ya, I can't take it anymore"

"Beg for it. I wanna see you, I wanna hear you" embarrassed by your appearance, you still turned your head to the side and looked at him, letting him see what he had turned you into.

"Please let me do it. I want it so bad, please. Only you can make me cum hard, Kiyo" He was proud of it, of course, but his face was still intact, cold. Only you knew that was what would make you succumb. Watching his serious face, taking an attempt at control and leaving it mission failed when without stopping touching you, you watched him unbutton his pants to finally give you that well-deserved reward you'd been craving for so long.

"Damn, you look so fucking hot right now…. So perfect for me, don't you?" you couldn't help but nod. "I'm so fucking lucky"

He was. Not many men would have someone like you in their bed, claiming their place and loosening up for them as well as you did for Sakusa when you were both already cumming on the sheets with his high-pitched, weak groans in your ear, perfect tuning. Neither of them would have the same experience as Sakusa in bed, and neither would know as well as he did what you needed at any given moment.

And let's not talk about the aftercare after that hard shagging. This is where any woman would envy having a hot bath at her disposal, food, and a man's body wrapped around you.

Yes, Sakusa was one of a kind.

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allzelemonz · 11 months

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Red Dead Redemption Scenarios: Telling them you’re a virgin

Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Kissing, fluff, sensual touching, groping, begging, losing virginity, beginnings of a sexual encounter

Abe:

He looks at you for a moment, processing what you said. “Ya are?”

You nod, slowly moving your hands from his waist. He catches them and holds them betweens you as he continues to think. You’re sitting on his bed, his tiny bed in a little shack on the edge of the ranch.

“Ya don’t wanna do it here, do ya?” He asks, his hands squeezing yours.

“I want you, Abe.” You shake your head and shrug. “I don’t really care where.”

He dips his head as he blushes and shakes his head a little. “I-I could get us a hotel room over in Strawberry…”

You tilt his head back up and rest your hand on his cheek. “I don’t wanna wait.”

Abe gives you a light smile as his face turns much redder. You lean in and kiss him, picking up where you left off as your hands go back to his waist and tug at his shirt to untuck it. Abe helps, pulling his suspenders down as he kisses you with a happy smile. He can’t help it, you’re picking him for something so important. At least he thinks it’s important, which is why he stops you when your fingers start at the buttons of his shirt.

“Ya sure, really sure, hon’?”

You press a quick kiss to his lips and smile. “Yes, Abe. I am very sure.”

“Alright.” He says, more breath than voice as he watches you return to unbuttoning his shirt. “If yer sure.”

Bill Williamson:

His face goes red, already having been nervous about how far you’ve gone. You’re in your tent, Bill is hovering over you and his lips are already a little sore. He wants to keep going, it’s been on his mind ever since you put your hand on his thigh by the campfire an hour ago, but all he can do is look at you.

“Oh…” He shuffles above you awkwardly, suddenly feeling much more guilty about the tent in his pants. “Oh, I-I’m sorry- I didn’t- You-”

“Bill.” You say, slowly running your hands over his arms that hold him above you. “I just wanted you to know. I-I want to keep going.”

“Ya do?” Bill asks, confusion covering his face. “Ya-Ya want me ta…”

You pull him back in for a kiss and Bill returns it with some nerves. He’s hesitant to put his weight back on you, now unsure of himself.

“Please, Bill.” You whisper.

His heart skips at that. He looks over you and slowly gets comfortable on top of you again, letting his apparent arousal press against your thigh as he kisses you again and melts into everything you’ll give him.

Charles Smith:

He stills, his hands becoming much lighter on your hips. “You should’ve told me.”

“I just did.”

He sighs. “I wouldn’t ‘ve been so…”

“You can be rough, Charles.”

He rests his head against yours. “I was thinking things I shouldn’t.”

You tuck some of his hair behind his ear and kiss his head. “Next time then?”

“Maybe.” He smiles lightly, sighing. “I’ll go slow. Tell me if it’s too much.”

“You don’t have to-”

“I do.” He pulls you closer. “I want you to feel good.”

His eyes catch yours like a trace and you nod. He connects his lips to yours again, much more intentional this time. With this new pace, it could be a long night.

Colm O’Driscoll:

He grins like a mad man as he thinks of the implications. He’s just pushed you down to sit on his bed after having kissed and felt you up for hours. But now that you’ve told him, his plans are changing actively in his mind.

“Ya don’t say…” His eyes flick over you in a hungry way that makes just a hint of fear shoot through you. “Ain’t lyin’ are ya?”

You shake your head. “Why would I lie?”

He hums as he leans over you, hands resting on your thighs as his face gets close to yours. “Somethin’ special ‘bout takin’ somebody’s innocence, sweetheart.” His hand moves up your leg, tilting inwards until he feels what he wants. “Ya want me? Want me ta make ya feel what ya been missin’, sugar?”

You nod, breath hitching as he squeezes at your leg.

“I need words, sugar.” He hums. “Go on, tell me what ya want.”

His eyes fix on yours but his hand doesn’t stop its trip. He presses at you, much more than he has before. He’s touched you, groped just enough to make you want him, teasing you, but he had no idea this is all new for you.

“Colm…” You mumble.

“Be specific now, sugar.”

“I don’t- I mean-”

Your mind is clouded by the new and pleasant sensation that Colm is giving you as he rubs your through the fabric separating you.

“Want some help?” Colm asks, earning a nod from you. “That’s alright, sugar, you’ll get better. Ya like this?”

You nod as your hips buck against him slightly. Colm pushes you back down with his free hand as he moves closer to your ear.

“Ya want me ta fuck ya all gentle?” He whispers.

“Please.” You manage to say.

Colm grins against your skin as he kisses along your neck and slowly tilts you back onto the bed.

Kieran Duffy:

Kieran feels a guilt come over him, expecting something from you that you’ve never even experienced. You may be the one pinning him to the tree but his hands are on your waist, his fingers are brushing bare skin under your shirt. He withdraws them as he looks over you in a new light, remembering his first time with a distinct worry that he’ll screw yours up like his.

“I didn’t mean to freak you out, Kieran.” You say, removing your hands from him because you don’t want to pressure him. “I just thought you should know.”

He nods, staring at the ground as he thinks. “Ya, uh, ya never even…”

You shake your head. “Nothing. But I want to do all those things with you.”

“Yer messin’ with me.” He mutters.

Timidly, you put your hands on the side of his face and make him look at you. “I’m not, Kieran. Can we just keep going, like I never mentioned it?”

“But yer- I mean-” He licks his lips from a mix of nerves and the desire you made him feel when his back first hit the tree and your hands wandered over him. “Ya don’t want somethin’ special?”

You smile lightly. “I have you, right?”

Kieran’s face turns pink as you press him back against the tree and kiss him as you were before. He puts his hands back at your waist and melts back into it, forgetting things for now and letting you do as you please.

Micah Bell:

“You?” Micah asks.

His hand is frozen in place, resting high up on your inner thigh as you sit in his lap. You’re by the fire, alone at the late hour in the dark, and Micah has been pressing heated kisses to your neck. He’d just gotten hard and you could feel it, so you told him as gently as you could.

You nod, turning a little to meet his eyes. The ice in them is melted but covered in conflict as he weighs his options. He had a plan. He was going to get you all needy, take you to your tent, and fuck you like he’s been wanting for the whole of your time with the gang. He was going to be rough because he’s been waiting for so long, maybe have you suck him off in the morning too. But this changes things. You’re not what he thought and he doesn’t know what to do now.

You can sense this, seeing the look that plants on his face. So you take his hand in yours and encourage him to continue as you kiss him. He’s stiff for a moment before he leans into you, letting you take some lead in it all. He lets you pull his hand higher up your thigh and his fingers brush against you.

That makes him pull away with a slight hum. “Let me do this proper, darlin’.”

He pushes your hand away and helps you stand, pulling you along to your tent with an entirely new plan for the night.

Sean MacGuire:

Sean sits back, pulling his hands into his own lap as soon as possible to hide a growing tent. “I’m sorry, love. I didn’t know, I wouldn’t a’ wanted ta… Well I would, but tha’s not the point-”

“Sean, shut up.” You mutter, annoyed that he took his hands back.

“Alright, love, here’s what we’ll do.” Sean says, leaning forward. “Take things nice and slow, right? I wanna give ya the time a’ yer life.”

You press a short kiss to his lips, only pulling away for a second before Sean puts his hands on your face and pulls you back in. He’s less hungry now, more sweet. He can’t help but giggle as he lays down with you and your hands rest on his hips.

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Hello, I would like to make a request about Husk x male reader, where the Male reader is a sinner who managed to become an Overlord by creating a company selling weapons. The Male reader arrives at the hotel at Alastor's request and, during this visit, he meets the hotel's residents, becoming enchanted by Husk. Once he finishes the visit, he decides to come to the hotel from time to time to relax after a stressful day, bonding with everyone, especially Husk.

Una noche, están tomando una copa en el bar y los sentimientos afloran, desencadenando una noche de pasión (+18). Por la mañana, ambos se alegran de la presencia del otro. Saltaremos en el tiempo al capítulo donde Husk se enfrenta a Alastor y este lo amenaza.

El lector Masculino ve esto y decide comprar el alma de Husk para poder ser libre, pero decide quedarse trabajando en el hotel, ya que le agrada la gente de aquí. Decides quedarte a vivir en el Hotel ayudando.

Husk: Bottom/Uke

Male reader: Top/Seme

A/N: I don't understand/speak spanish so I hope the translation got it right! Apologies if I got some things wrong 🥲 I also could not write Husk as a bottom...I'm sorry it just didn't go that way for me. He gives off such top energy-- If you need me to make a second part where the reader tops, I'd be glad to!

Word count: 2.5k (2,538)

Hell's Blessing [ Husk x M!Overlord!Reader ] NSFW!

MINORS DNI

You walk into your office, absolutely exhausted from your day dealing with the sinners under your control. You knew what the costs of becoming an overlord was but at the end it was all worth it. Power and safety. You decided to get ready to head out and visit the Hazbin Hotel, per Alastor’s request. You put on the best suit and tie you owned, making sure your hair was slicked back, not a hair out of place.

Upon arriving, Alasto greets you at the door with his signature smile. “Y/N! Glad you could make it here. Quite a pleasure. Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel.” You walk in and he gestures to the lobby, “Come meet our lovely staff. This is Charlie Morningstar, founder of the hotel, princess of hell and heir to the throne.”

Charlie runs over to you, eagerly shaking your hand, “Hi! Welcome! Nice to finally meet you!” She smiles, “This is my girlfriend, Vaggie!” She gestures to the one eyed angel next to her who waves in response.

Another resident walks up to you, leaning an arm on your shoulder with a seductive grin. “Hey there. I’m Angel Dust.” He winks, “You look like a fun night~” He purred into your ear. You quickly stepped away and dusted off your shoulder before you walked over to the bar to meet the others.

“Hello! I am Sir Pentious! Builder extraordinaire!” He saluted you, “It’s an honor to meet you! I adore your weapons.” A smaller figure runs from behind him, climbing up your suit to smile closely to your face, giggling maniacally.

“I’m Nifty! I clean.” She laughs as she stares into your eyes. You laugh awkwardly and put her down on the ground to which she immediately scurries away. You glance at the bar and as soon as you lay eyes on the bartender, you feel your heart pound faster.

“I’m Husk. Bartender. Want a drink?” He hands you a glass filled with whiskey which you take as you sit down.

“Pleasure to meet you all. Please, please, continue on with regular matters. I’m just here to visit and check the place out.” You say. Alastor phases next to you, grinning with what you assume to be delight.

“So! How do you like the place? Charming isn’t it?” He asks you, eagerly awaiting your response. You take a sip of your drink and nod.

“Charming indeed. A good endeavor, I’m sure.” You glance up and observe Husk cleaning a glass before turning your attention back to Alastor, “I believe this is a good establishment for me to invest protection weapons in if need be.”

“Wonderful! I’ll leave you here to settle in! Drink, Y/N!” He gets up and phases away into his shadow.

Husk rolled his eyes, “How do you know the boss?” He asks, leaning against the bartop.

“We’ve done business before,” You nervously fiddle with your glass, “He’s yet to do me wrong so I decided to entertain his invite. The atmosphere here is definitely better than the atmosphere in my side of the city.” You gaze into his eyes, seemingly entranced.

He scoffed, “Yeah? Well that makes one of us. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t have to be.” He grumbles. You didn’t pry on his statement, not wanting to push too far considering you just met. Instead you just continued to make small talk, drinking the night away.

After your first visit, you frequented the hotel and always hung around Husk at the bar. You spent time with everyone equally but something about Husk just triggered something in you. You formed a deep bond with him, often ranting about the customers you’ve had to deal with everyday. He always made you your drinks the way you like it, listening to you intently. He went from being closed off to looking forward to your next visit.

After an extra stressful day, you stumbled into the hotel, eager for a drink. Husk had already prepared you your usual before you even sat down. “Rough day, huh?” He chuckled, “You’re late today. I thought you weren’t even coming. Everyone else either went to bed early or fucked off somewhere.”

You groaned, “The customers today were extra annoying,” You hissed, downing your glass immediately. “I need a couple of bottles tonight.” You rubbed your temples and sighed, “I want to just lay down and drink the night away. I don’t want to think about those little shits.”

“Well lucky for you, your closest friend here is a bartender.” He slid a bottle to you, “Didn’t think tonight was a drink-to-forget kind of night. Tell me all about it.”

You ranted about your day from the Karens of Hell to the weirdest orders to the most impatient of customers that insisted they get their order as soon as they paid you. Husk sat down next to you, listening intently. What you didn’t notice during your rants was how he looked at you with admiration.

As the night progressed you both had drank too much a bit too much and shared absolutely anything and everything. “You know…” You begin, “...I’m glad I accepted Alastor’s offer to visit. I’m glad to have met everyone here but especially you.” You confessed, playing with your drink swirling it around in your cup.

“Yeah. I’m glad I met you too.” He chuckled, “I think I’ve gotten used to you, Y/N. I like being around you.” You blushed at his statement, thankful that it wasn’t obvious thanks to the alcohol.

“I like you too.” You spoke a little too fast. You forgot to add in a couple of words but before you could correct yourself Husk spoke up.

“What?” He blinked at you, taken aback at your words.

You feel your face warm up a bit more, “What! I meant…I meant I like being around you too! Haha…” You laugh awkwardly. It was quiet for a moment and you felt your heart begin to sink, scared that he didn’t return your feelings.

Husk grabs your hand and pulls you close to him, kissing you with passion. You held onto him as he lifted you up onto his lap. The two of you only pulled away for air and as you were gasping, he lifted up your chin so he could look into your eyes.

“I thought you’d never say that.” He smiled, kissing you again as soon as you caught your breath. The two of you ended up in his room, kissing with such hunger. Soon enough, both of your clothes were on the floor and the door was locked. He got on top of you and kissed your neck, making his way down to your chest to leave a trail of hickies. You humped up against him, begging for friction to which he chuckles.

He reaches down and strokes your cock, slowly to tease you. You whined at the speed, jerking your hips for more attention. He held your hips down and unwrapped his hands from you. “Somebody’s eager.” His deep voice sent shivers down your spine. You look down and see his own hardon, twitching and leaking with pre-cum.

You get up to give him attention, hungrily taking him into your mouth and earning a deep moan in response. He placed a hand over your head, petting you for your good work. You bobbed your head up and down while your hands reached down to give yourself pleasure.

He pulled you off, a pop sounding from your mouth. You were a drooling mess, looking at him with lust filled eyes. You lay down with your ass up, eager to take him in. “H-Husk please…” You begged. He enters you with no hesitation, your spit lubing him up enough to make the entry effortless. You shivered with delight and moaned as he thrusted into you at a steady pace. His hand went up and down on your dick causing you to moan louder in pleasure.

You felt him twitch inside of you, his rhythm fading away into fast paced thrusts. He moans in your ear and you swear that the sound of him almost sent you into climax. He grabbed your hips tighter, “Fu-Fuck…Y/N…” He moaned, “I’m going to-”

You were drooling in pleasure underneath him, feeling your own climax inching closer and closer. It wasn’t long until the knot in your stomach snapped and you released all over the sheets underneath you. Husk felt your walls tighten around him, sending him to the edge. You feel him fill you up to the brim. He leaned over your body, purring in pleasure. After a while, he slowly pulls out of you, the cum dripping out. He chuckled at the sight of you, a powerful overlord, being a drooling mess on his sheets. He grabbed a wipe to clean you off before cuddling up to you. You sigh happily, nuzzling your head into his neck as you listen to his low purrs.

“You’re…amazing. You know that? In every sense.” You speak softly. You feel him hold you even closer. “I’ve been enchanted by you since I first laid eyes on you. I believe I’ve fallen head over heels for you, Husk.”

“I love you too, Y/N. You melt my cold little heart.”

The two of you drifted off to sleep in each others’ arms, happy and content.

The following day you woke up before him. Your mind was still foggy from waking up but memories from the night before came flooding in as soon as your eyes focused and you saw a sleeping Husk in front of you. Your face flushed a bright red and went even brighter upon realizing you’re both naked. In bed. Together. Husk woke up soon after you and gave you a smirk upon seeing your flustered self.

“H-Husk! Good morning!” You laughed nervously. You turn your head as to not face him but he gently guides your face back to look at him.

“Good morning, babe.” If you could short circuit like the other overlord, Vox, could you would most definitely be short circuiting right now.

“Sorry I-” Your voice cracked, “I’m just…”

“What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” He smirked, pointing to himself. You couldn’t help but laugh at his pun.

“I’m just nervous. That’s all. I just…You know…Last night we.” You stutter out. Before you could continue, Husk kissed you, shutting you up. You closed your eyes and leaned into him happily.

He breaks away from you before getting up, “C’mon. Let’s go take a shower together.” He winked.

After you two dried off and got dressed, you headed off to the lobby so Husk can start his day. You wave everyone goodbye and give Husk a kiss before leaving. You run out, escaping the questioning they certainly gave him, not wanting to meet the same fate, laughing.

It’s been a couple months since you and Husk spent a night together. You two had officially been a public couple, even letting your relationship be known to your people. If you weren’t already frequenting the hotel back then, you were certainly turning into a regular now, even coming in during work hours whenever you make a delivery close by. Today was one of those days, you were a couple of minutes away and decided to stop by and say hi to everybody. To your surprise, the lobby was empty of people. Charlie and Vaggie were out, Angel Dust was at work, Sir Pentious was nowhere to be seen and Nifty was most likely chasing bugs on a different floor.

“Hello?” You call out to no response. You head towards the bar to only find that empty as well. You wandered the halls until your ears caught two voices from around the corner. Before you could run over there you hear Alastor yell. You stopped and peeked around the corner.

“How many times do I have to remind you to never mention such things to me?” He growled. On the floor in front of Alastor was Husk, shaking in fear with chains around his neck. You hold yourself back from gasping. “Do not forget. You’re on my leash. And you’re getting quite pesky to deal with…” Alastor wraps the chains around his hand, pulling Husk closer and closer to his demon form.

Before anything could happen you jump out of the corner, “Alastor!” You yelled, your own demon form coming out. His neck snaps 180 degrees to look at you, his body unmoving. “What are you doing?”

His eyes squint towards you, his smile getting wider. “My! Who do we have here?” He speaks, voice laced with his radio filter. “To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you here today, Y/N?”

“Let’s make a deal, Alastor.” You state, “I want his soul. I will pay you for his soul. Fund this hotel, make it better and promise you my company’s undying loyalty and protection. In return, I want his soul.” Your voice distorted at the last word, staring him down with confidence and pride.

Alastor glances down at Husk, still terrified out of his mind before looking back to you. He phases out of his demon form, turning back to normal and you do the same. “Hmm…” He considered, “Well he is getting a bit difficult to deal with. And I would hate to find a different bartender if I were to get rid of him so…fine.” He extends his hand out to you, glowing green. You shake it and the green chains around Husk’s neck disappear from Alastor’s hand. The chains turn a yellowish white as it gets passed to you. The opacity turned more translucent.

You dismissed it and grinned at Alastor. “Pleased to be doing business with you, old friend.”

“Quite a pleasure indeed! Now! I have a radio show to broadcast. Enjoy~” He hummed before disappearing into the shadows.

You run over to Husk shaking on the floor, “Husk…I am so sorry I wasn’t here sooner. I’ll give you back your soul, I just…I didn’t know.” He gave you a quiet hug, a hug that lasted a while.

He pried himself off of you and gave you the most heartfelt smile you’ve ever seen him give, “Thank you, Y/N. Thank you.” He gave you a kiss filled with passion. You felt him melt against you with his wings wrapping around you both. “Keep my soul, Y/N. But…I can’t leave the hotel. I’ve gotten used to life around here and I don’t think I can move in with you…I’m sorry.”

You shake your head, “Nonsense! I would never ask for such a thing. I’ll give you back your soul-”

“No. Keep it.” You blinked at him, confused and shocked, “Take it as my dedication to you, Y/N. I love you.”

Your shock expression melted into a heartfelt one. “Thank you…Husk. Don’t worry about moving anywhere…” You hugged him, head resting on his chest, “I’ll move here. I can run my business away from my building. I want to be with you and the people here at the hotel. I’ve grown accustomed to it.”

He held you, purring as he did so. “Thank you, Y/N. You’re a blessing in this Hell."

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #husk x reader #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin husk #theyre so gay for each other #this is my first male reader write #please bear with me

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nevzatboyraz44 · 1 month

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Sobanın çok sonraları geldiği Osmanlıda evler, oda içinde taşınan mangallarla ısıtılırdı. İhtiyaç halinde ateş ve köz temini için komşuya gidilir ve ateşin sönmemesi için ayaküstü hal hatır sorulup dönülürdü.

İşte aceleciler için buradan çıkan bir deyim: "Ateş almaya mı geldin?"

Evlerde mangal yakmak mühim bir mesele idi. Çünkü odun kömürü de diğer kömürler gibi yanarken zehirli bir madde olan karbondioksit gazı çıkardığından ev içinde kapalı yerde mangal yakılamazdı. Bunun için mangallar ya mutfakta ocağın içinde, ya dışarıda bir yerde evin terasında yakılırdı.

Mangal, yani mangalda kömür yakmak için de yelpazelemek, yahut kırk santim boyunda mahruli sekilde üstü dar, altı daha geniş mangal boruları kullanmak icap ederdi. O devirde mangal kömürü yanarken zehirlenip bir gün mütemadiyen başı ağrıyan vatandaşların sayısı hesapsızdı.

في الإمبراطورية العثمانية، حيث ظهرت المواقد في وقت لاحق، تم تدفئة المنازل بواسطة حفلات الشواء التي يتم حملها داخل الغرفة. وفي حالة الحاجة، كان يذهب إلى جاره ليحضر نارًا وجمرًا، ثم يعود بعد أن يسأل عن أحوالهم، حتى لا تنطفئ النار.

وهنا تعبير للمستعجلين: "هل جئت لتأخذ النار؟"

كانت إضاءة الشواية في المنزل مسألة مهمة. لأن الفحم، مثل أنواع الفحم الأخرى، يطلق غاز ثاني أكسيد الكربون، وهو مادة سامة، عند حرقه، لا يمكن إشعال حفلات الشواء في الداخل. لهذا السبب، تم إشعال حفلات الشواء إما في موقد المطبخ أو في الخارج على شرفة المنزل.

من أجل حرق الفحم في الشواية، كان من الضروري تهوية أو استخدام أنابيب الشواء التي يبلغ طولها أربعين سنتيمترا، ضيقة من الأعلى وأوسع من الأسفل. وفي تلك الفترة، كان عدد المواطنين الذين أصيبوا بالتسمم أثناء حرق الفحم ويعانون من الصداع المستمر لمدة يوم لا يحصى.

In the Ottoman Empire, where stoves came much later, houses were heated with barbecues carried inside the room. In case of need, one would go to a neighbor to get fire and embers, and then return after asking how they were doing, so that the fire would not go out.

Here is an expression for those in a hurry: "Did you come to take fire?"

Lighting a barbecue at home was an important issue. Because charcoal, like other coals, releases carbon dioxide gas, a poisonous substance, when burning, barbecues could not be lit indoors. For this reason, barbecues were lit either in the kitchen stove or outside on the terrace of the house.

In order to burn coal in a barbecue, it was necessary to fan or use barbecue pipes that were forty centimeters long, narrow at the top and wider at the bottom. In that period, the number of citizens who were poisoned while burning charcoal and suffered from constant headaches for a day was countless.

#türkiye #doğa #travel photography #travel destinations #travel #manzara #view #natural #europe #africa #ottomans #ottoman #osmanlı imparatorluğu #Spotify

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cowplant-pizza · 2 years

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wanderlust legacy challenge part one

hi guys welcome to a new legacy challenge! i’ve had the itch to make a new one since coming back to simblr, so here goes.

you need all packs to be able to play this legacy challenge fully

the premise of this legacy challenge is: each generation has it’s own world. you are only allowed in the world of the generation you are currently playing, or the worlds of generations past. for a “hard mode”, only allow yourself to play in the current generations world. this means, no leaving the world for dates, days out, events, parties ect.

tips: at the start of each legacy challenge, you have full rein to do whatever you would like to the world you’re moving into. add new community lots and townies. make the world you’re playing in fun and exciting. include as many types of community lots you can. once the generation begins, you are not allowed to edit your world any further. (apart from editing sims if they grow up ugly for example lol)

note, your sims are allowed to interact with townies from different worlds, but they are NOT allowed to marry them, or go over to their house. you MUST marry a sim from your generation’s world.

rules, or not so much rules: you are allowed to play this legacy challenge as loosely or as strictly as you’d like. preferably you will use no money cheats, job or skill cheats, but honestly play the way you enjoy the game! use any sort of mods you like to enhance your own enjoyment. this legacy challenge is here for fun after all.

you can play this legacy challenge on any age length! just no pausing aging. normal aging is recommended, short aging is definitely for hard mode, but i personally enjoy long aging so it’s totally up to you. you can also have as many or as few pets as you’d like unless specified otherwise.

i’ve included links at specific points to help you complete the challenge

without further adieu, lets begin!

generation one: willow creek

this is it, your first ever place away from home!! you’re excited, but nervous. your legacy starts here and now. you’ve felt like you needed a new start for a while, and finally earned enough money from busking in the streets to find a rundown home. it’s a fixer-upper, but you see lots of potential! hopefully this will be your new base for the future years. you can see your music career taking off here. maybe even starting a band? and what about the future? is this place good for children? you wonder if this is the right move. but it’s too late to turn back now...

age: young adult (hard mode: start as a teen)

traits: ambitious, perfectionist, loner (hard mode: add “perfectionist” when YA)

aspiration: musical genius

likes/dislikes: likes guitar and singing (hard mode: no likes/dislikes)

rules:

- max guitar, singing and one other instrument skill (hard mode: max all instruments) - reach at least level 6 of the parenting skill - be the leader of a band (club) and meet at least once a week to practice - marry someone from willow creek - complete your aspiration, musical genius - have 3 children, but one is an “accident” with a member of your band (hard mode: have this child while being married; you cannot marry this band member) note: the “accidental” child is your gen 2 heir - reach level 10 of the entertainer career (musician branch) - busk regularly to earn Simoleans until level 5 of your career - your spouse must have a negative relationship with the child that is not theirs - when your gen 2 heir becomes a teen, your relationship with your spouse falls apart, and you divorce - maintain high relationships with each member of your band (including the parent of your child) - have at least “good friend” relationship with each of your children (hard mode: max out all relationship bars with your children) - have a music room in your home

worlds you are allowed to visit: willow creek

generation two: oasis springs

your childhood was slightly confusing and difficult. you were often referred to as an “accident” by your step-parent. they very obviously hated you, but luckily you had a really good relationship with both of your real parents. just like them, you love and appreciate music, but you saw how stressful life as a musician could be. so you found a hobby in science and video games! you got lost in the world of outerspace, and dreamed one day of meeting a real life alien. you heard that alien abductions were happening in oasis springs, so on your 18th birthday, you left home and moved to the desert, hoping to one day meet an alien in the flesh...

traits: squeamish, geek, music lover

aspiration: computer whiz

rules:

- max the logic and rocket science skills

- complete your aspiration, computer whiz - reach at least level 5 in the video gaming, handiness and programming skill - reach at least level 5 in an instrument of your choice (hard mode: max the skill) - keep a positive relationship with your parents and siblings - have a negative relationship with your step-parent - work in the scientist career until you visit sixam - once you have visited sixam, you have the choice of: continuing in the scientist career until level 10, or swapping to the astronaut career and reaching at least level 7 (either branch) (hard mode: reach level 10 in both careers) - fully create a rocket and visit space at least 5 times - complete the space rocks collection and the geode collection - if your sim is male, attempt to become pregnant via alien abduction (you may use cheats for this if it feels like its never going to happen) - you must marry an alien (important: this alien MUST live in oasis springs, so i recommend pre creating them and placing them as a townie who is living amongst other sims) - have as many children as you like note: the gen 3 heir must be an alien

worlds you are allowed to visit: willow creek and oasis springs (plus sixam)

generation three: newcrest

note: with newcrest being a vacant world, this is the most creative you can get with designing your generations world! feel free to get creative. i can’t wait to see what style of newcrest you create

being an alien is hard. everyone looks at you funny, and that makes you sad. you’re just like everyone else, and wish they would stop teasing you. you spend most of your childhood in disguise, as you hate being picked on for being different. you’ve learnt to cover up your self consciousness by making self deprecating jokes. and it seems like you’re actually pretty funny! once you realize you’re actually good at being comedic, you start to become more confident in your real self, and go through a stage of self acceptance. you feel bad for your past self, as you learn to love who you truly are. you’re beautiful because you’re different! you move to newcrest to leave the bullies behind, and start a new chapter of your life where you don’t have to hide yourself or be self conscious anymore! you’re going to be an inspiration and encourager for people who are different like you.

traits: goofball, childish, self assured (must be gained in this order)

aspiration: joke star

rules:

- max the comedy and charisma skill - complete your aspiration, joke star - reach at least level 5 in the mischief, writing and photography skill - you must be your alien self for the majority of your YA+ time (mods allowed/encouraged!) - use your alien abilities as often as you can, especially “probe” as you find this very hilarious - reach level 10 of the social media career (internet personality branch) - reach at least 20,000 simstagram/social bunny (?) followers - adopt a cat or dog, and make them a simstagram with at least 5,000 followers - perform comedy routines and write comedy books in order to earn simoleans on the side - marry your best friend (from newcrest ofc) - have 4 children, 2 of which must be twins (cheat allowed) - prank your spouse and children regularly - must throw a big party for every holiday, event and birthday - complete the space prints collection - you must breed your cat/dog and the gen 4 heir must take their kitten/puppy with them!

worlds you are allowed to visit: willow creek, oasis springs, newcrest (plus sixam ONCE if you want to)

generation four: magnolia promenade

your parents always taught you to be yourself and to do what you love. you are very confident in your creative ability and always dreamed of running your own store, selling things you create. your teachers even once called you a “young van gogh”. this was the best thing you ever heard, and now you vow to never let that teacher down! you’re determined to make your family proud by becoming a brilliant business owner and earning millions selling your art! mainly for your pride but, you can’t lie, the money is an added bonus.

traits: self absorbed, creative, art lover

aspiration: fabulously wealthy & painter extraordinaire

rules:

- you must max the creativity skill as a child - if you go out to dinner as a child, you must draw on placements - max the painting skill, plus 2 other crafting skills (flower arranging, fabrication, knitting or cross stitching) - reach at least level 5 charisma and baking skills - make at least 50,000 simoleans selling on plopsy (i’d keep track of this on a notepad or something) - reach level 10 of the painter career - once completing this ^ open your own store selling art - paint every type of emotional painting at least once - paint at least 10 masterpieces - complete both aspirations, fabulously wealthy & painter extraordinaire (in any order) - be companions with the pet you brought from your family home - marry someone who is also creative, must live in magnolia promenade - ^ have your first date, and get married in an art gallery lot - your spouse enjoys fishing, and must complete the fish collection (only they are allowed to travel to different worlds to complete this, not your heir or your children) - have 5 children, all are creative apart from 1, this will be your gen 5 heir - go on at least 2 family holidays to granite falls - have an art studio room in your home

worlds you are allowed to visit: willow creek, oasis springs, newcrest, magnolia promenade. you can also now go on holiday to granite falls

generation five: windenburg

you were surrounded by beautiful art as you were growing up. both of your parents were extremely creative, as were your siblings. you always felt overshadowed by them, as your parents valued art above any other skill. you loved your childhood but always felt a bit like the black sheep. you made art in your own way, through cooking. your parents sometimes baked with you on weekends, and you became fascinated with food. now it’s your turn to make your own masterpieces, and become the best chef that windenburg has ever seen!!

traits: foodie, gloomy, snob

aspiration: master chef

rules:

- max cooking, baking and gourmet cooking skills - try to garden, gather and fish your own ingredients when you can - reach at least level 5 gardening, fishing and handiness - own all types cooking items in your home (oven, outdoor grill, cupcake machine, pit, ect.) - never eat a quick meal or cook in a microwave - your spouse must reach level 10 gardening - throw at least 5 dinner party or weenie roasts (hard mode: earn gold on all of them) - join the garden gnomes and upper crusts - complete the gardening collection - complete any “odd jobs” that require cooking meals - reach level 10 of the food critic career - write at least 3 cookbooks - create a grand meal for every holiday - cook together with your family at least once a week - complete the aspiration master chef - never cook the same meal twice in a row - fully upgrade your oven - have 2 children

worlds you are allowed to visit: willow creek, oasis springs, newcrest, magnolia promenade, windenburg and granite falls

generation six: city living

you had a wholesome, loving and fun childhood filled with good food and fun. you lived in a small little village and were known as “the chef’s kid”. even though you love where you lived, the city really calls to you! you’re in search of more adventure and excitement, and maybe even danger? your parents support the move, but you might not want to tell them everything you get up to in the city...

traits: dance machine, commitment issues, party animal

aspiration: serial romantic and soul mate

rules:

- max dancing, mixology and bowling skills - reach at least level 5 in charisma, singing and dj mixing skills - complete the aspiration serial romantic as a young adult - never stay in a relationship longer than 1 season - have at least 3 children from 3 different sims as a young adult - be in the criminal career for your young adulthood, must reach level 5 at least - attend or throw a party at least twice every week - you are never allowed to say no to going to a party or bar (unless they are not in your accessible worlds) - once you reach adulthood, marry your best friend and have two more children - once you reach adulthood, reach level 10 in the mixology career - complete the soulmate aspiration as an adult+ - complete the snow globe and city posters collections - never become better than “friends” with your children - have a negative relationship with all prior lovers - your spouse must have a maxed out relationship with all of your children, even their step-children - your spouse must reach level 10 parenting skill

worlds you are allowed to visit: willow creek, oasis springs, newcrest, magnolia promenade, windenburg, san myshuno and granite falls

generation seven: forgotten hollow

your childhood was confusing. receiving no love from one parent but endless amounts of love from the other gave you whiplash. it definitely did not give you a good perception on how relationships should work. you withdrew into your own fantasy world of vampires. you loved reading books about them, watching films about them, and you even started to dress like them! you were definitely the weird, quiet kid in school, and only had a few friends who were also obsessed with the supernatural. after hours of research, you finally found some solid evidence that vampires do indeed exist. and now you’re about to find out for real...

traits: bookworm, hot headed, romantic

aspiration: master vampire

rules:

- max vampire lore and medium skill - reach level 5 pipe organ - live in a haunted house - work as a paranormal investigator - summon bonehilda - date caleb and lilith at the same time without the other knowing until max relationship levles - once both are maxed, you must choose one of them and break up with the other - ask the sibling you chose to turn you into a vampire - ^ only allowed to become a vampire once you are max vampire lore skill - ^ must also have two children as a human before changing with the sibling you chose - adopt one human child - become a grand master vampire - choose to feed off of ONLY plasma, or ONLY plasma fruit note: gen 8 heir is the adopted child - complete the crystals collection

worlds you are allowed to visit: willow creek, oasis springs, newcrest, magnolia promenade, windenburg, san myshuno, forgotten hollow and granite falls

generation eight: brindleton bay

you have a secret, and you can’t tell anyone... your childhood was weird, scary and traumatizing. finally you can escape that madness. ghosts, ghouls and vampires, they’re all real. and you lived with them! are you crazy? surely not. it’s time to move on... if possible. you run and never turn back. to the seaside, it’s the only place you feel safe. you find comfort in the animals, and make it your lifes purpose to help them.

traits: paranoid, dog lover, unflirty

aspiration: friend of the animals

rules:

- never speak to your parents or vampire siblings ever again - max the veterinarian, parenting and animal training skill - reach at least level 5 wellness and fitness - adopt a stray dog and become companions - max friendship level with mayor whiskers - teach your companion pet all tricks - do not get enter into any relationship or get married (you don’t trust anyone) - adopt 3 children of baby or toddler age - own your own vet clinic and work there - breed your pets at least once to sell their kittens/puppies - always have at least 1 cat and 1 dog in the household - finish the feather and frog collections - max friendships with all of your children - go to the park with your children and pets at least once a week

worlds you are allowed to visit: willow creek, oasis springs, newcrest, magnolia promenade, windenburg, san myshuno, brindleton bay and granite falls

generation nine: del sol valley

you grew up by the seaside, in a little cottage with your single parent and two siblings. things were quiet, and you were wrapped up in bubble wrap by your paranoid parent. they were always worried that something bad would happen to you, but you just didn’t understand! you wanted something bigger and louder. lets go live our life to the fullest!!!

traits: high maintenance, materialistic, overachiever

aspirations: mansion barren and world famous celebrity

rules:

- you must finish this generation living in a celebrity home - max the charisma and acting skill - reach at least level 7 in the comedy skill - reach at least level 5 in the fitness skill - reach level 10 in the acting career - meet your spouse via a blind date - woohoo in a money vault at least once - max your celebrity level - always complete money and item based whims - complete your mansion barren and world famous celebrity aspirations - go travelling to selvadorada at least 3 times - complete the omiscan treasures collection - have a cinema room in your house - have at least 4 children, and spoil them all - have a maid/butler - have at least 100,000 followers on your social media page - get a gold rating in all of these parties: house party, black and white bash, incognito costume party, dance party, charity benefit party, fan meet and greet - go on a date at least once a week with your spouse - have at least one “pure breed” pet

worlds you are allowed to visit: willow creek, oasis springs, newcrest, magnolia promenade, windenburg, san myshuno, brindleton bay, del sol valley, forgotton hollow and selvadorada

generation ten: strangerville

your childhood was loud, rash and honestly too much for your liking. constantly in the limelight made it hard to be yourself! your parents wanted the best for you, but didn’t understand that maybe you didn’t want to be famous and rich. you appreciate the smaller things in life. you were always devastated seeing those in need, homelessness, war, criminal activity, all while you lived in a mansion on top of a hill with more money than you ever needed! you’ve decided to give up everything and follow your heart to a small town named strangerville. you’ve read about some weird things going on here. maybe you can help...

note: i know the strangerville storyline is hated by some, so you can completely skip it by using cheats or mods if you wish*

traits: good, family-oriented, loves the outdoors

aspiration: big happy family

rules:

- you must start with only 10,000 simoleans. donate the rest to chairty - you must start in the little trailer lot and move out once you have enough money/need more space - complete the strangerville story line* - max the parenting and programming skill - reach at least level 5 in fishing, cooking and charisma skills - reach level 10 in the detective career then at least level 5 in the military career - marry a colleague very early into your YA life - start a family very early into your YA life - have 5 children and max out your friendship level with all of them - be best friends with your spouse - have a positive relationship with everyone in town (at least one person from each household) - finish the fossil collection - volunteer with your family at least once a week - every time you get above 40,000 simoleans, you must donate it to charity (unless you are saving for a larger house) - never fullfill money or object related whims - reject all party invites - only throw small parties for birthdays or weddings - if you want a pet, you must adopt them or find a stray in brindleton bay - buy off plopsy as much as possible in order to support small businesses - have a penpal

worlds you are allowed to visit: willow creek, oasis springs, newcrest, magnolia promenade, windenburg, san myshuno, brindleton bay, del sol valley, forgotton hollow, selvadorada, strangerville and granite falls

this is the end of part one of the wanderlust challenge!!

this took me like 5hrs to write, so i am planning on making a part 2 where i continue with the 9 other worlds soon. i hope this keeps u busy in the meantime!! if you have any questions please send them to my ask box ♥

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