#I'M SORRY I'M TWO DAYS LATE LEMON

[chvoswxtch]

I have a request for you: I'm at the bar with friends but have been sneaking glances at Matt playing pool all night. Friends are like quit staring at his ass and go talk to him. But I'm like no, guys that hot aren't interested in shy, curvy girls. Then to my surprise, Matt comes over and starts flirting. Wouldn't mind it getting spicy. Fic if the muses are with you. She/her pronouns are fine. Thank you for your time.

hi darling!

i'm sorry for getting this to you so late, but I hope you enjoy it 🖤

generous.

warnings: swearing, drinking, allusions to spicyness, matt murdock's ass word count: 1.4k

“Oh come on, what’s the worst that could happen?”

“Are you really asking me, a chronic overthinker, what’s the worst thing that could happen? Because I could give you ten worst case scenarios right now just off the top of my head.”

“So what, you’re just gonna sit here all night staring at his ass?”

“I wasn’t just staring at his ass. He’s got plenty of other nice things to stare at.”

For the last hour, you’d been staring at the mysterious brunette blind man lingering by one of the pool tables with his two friends. You hadn’t even wanted to come out tonight. It had been a hell of a week, and you would’ve rather gotten tipsy in the comfort of your own living room. But now you were thankful your best friend had dragged you out, and to whomever this gorgeous man’s tailor was. 

The white dress shirt he wore seemed to strain around his broad shoulders and biceps every time he lifted his beer bottle to his plump looking lips. His maroon tie hung loosely around his neck, the first two buttons undone, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows giving you a delectable view of his forearms. But the real star of the show were his pants. They clung to his thighs like a second skin, and every time he leaned over the pool table, you were presented with the sight of the most amazing ass you had ever seen. 

You didn’t know whether to be jealous that yours didn’t have the same curve and roundness or grateful that from your spot in the bar you had the perfect view of it. 

“Quit being insecure. It’s not like he can see you.”

“Oh wow, thanks.”

“That’s not what I mean, and you know it. You might as well be as blind as he is if you can look in the mirror and not see you’re a knockout.”

Rolling your eyes, you downed the rest of your dry martini, letting the bitter lukewarm gin settle warmly in your lower stomach. Setting down your empty glass on the table, you turned to her and cocked your head to the side, narrowing your eyes into lighthearted slits.

“Do you know how blind people ‘see’? With their hands.”

“What man doesn’t love a good handful of tits and ass?”

The laugh that abruptly escaped your mouth couldn’t be contained by your hand. It was so loud and infectious, it caught the attention of a few patrons around your table. Removing the twist of lemon from your empty glass, you tossed it in her direction with widened eyes, trying to speak through your laughter.

“Jesus, Jess.”

“What? All I’m saying is if I had your curves, I would never wear clothes. I’d walk around naked all the time. And I certainly wouldn’t be so shy about approaching men.”

“Okay one, you do that already. And two, you haven’t been shy a day in your life.”

Setting her glass of bourbon down, Jessica looked at you with a mischievous smirk on her lips and arched one of her dark brows.

“I’ll give you twenty bucks if you go talk to him.”

“You are not bribing me to go talk to him.”

“Well I shouldn’t have to with the way you’re drooling over him. Thirty bucks.”

“I am not drooling-”

“Forty bucks.”

“Jess I swear to-”

Before you could finish your sentence, a firm chest met your shoulder, and you felt a large hand suddenly pressing along your lower back. Glancing up, your eyes widened in shock as you were met with the sight of none other than the beautiful man that you had been thirsting over all night. His soft lips stretched into the brightest and most charming grin you had ever seen, adorned with a set of dimples indenting each of his scruffy cheeks.

“I’m so sorry, excuse me. I think I took a wrong turn on the way to the bar.”

That voice…God, that voice. It was deep and smooth and itched something in your brain you didn’t realize needed to be scratched. You’d definitely be fantasizing about it later reciting particular phrases with your hand between your legs. A light kick to your shin under the table brought you back to the present, and you turned your head to glare at Jessica, finding her staring back at you with an arched brow, motioning her head towards the handsome stranger. You quickly realized that you hadn’t said anything, just sat there gawking at him, and your cheeks flushed with heat as you stumbled over a response.

“Oh…um…don’t worry about it. I get lost on my way home from work all the time, and I only live two blocks from my office. At least you have an excuse.”

As soon as those words left your mouth, your eyes widened in horror, and you immediately started trying to do damage control.

“Oh God, I’m so sorry. That’s not what I meant…I just…I didn’t-”

Your ramblings were cut off by the sound of his deep and hearty chuckle that was melodic and full of pure amusement. His large hand that was splayed on your back, causing your skin to feel scorched from the heat of his palm transferring through the thin material, slowly slid to your waist to give it a light reassuring squeeze, but he didn’t pull away.

“Two blocks away? If your sense of direction is that bad, you’re welcome to borrow my cane.”

There was a hint of a tease nestled within his words that you detected, and it settled the anxiety that had twisted your stomach into knots thinking you had offended him. Letting out a soft breath, a faint laugh left your lips.

“That’s…very generous of you.”

The man’s tongue darted out to wet his plump lips, and the sight was hypnotic. The edge of his mouth curved up into a devilish smirk, and he gave a light shrug of his shoulders.

“I’m Catholic.”

A soft snort escaped you at that, and your brows rose slightly up your forehead as you took a moment to enjoy the sight of this gorgeous man up close.

“Oh, so the generosity is mandated?”

“Highly encouraged. Speaking of generosity, would you mind showing me to the bar?”

That caught you off guard. Blinking a few times, your lips parted to speak, but you abruptly forgot every word in the English language. Jessica suddenly piped up from across the table.

“She’d love to. She needs a refill anyway.”

You were so caught up in being close enough to the handsome brunette stranger to smell the intoxicating scent of his cologne, you had almost forgotten she was there. Turning your head to look at Jessica with widened eyes, silently asking “what the fuck are you doing”, all she did was wink in response and bring her glass of bourbon to her curved lips.

“Well, in that case, I’d love to buy you a drink then. As a thank you.”

The man removed his hand from your waist, and you instantly found yourself missing the contact. He held his large hand out in your direction, that same charming smile plastered on his enticing mouth.

“I’m Matt, by the way.”

Matt. Your new favorite name. You’d definitely be reciting it later in bed while you indulged in erotic fantasies, wishing that your hand between your thighs was his own. 

Smiling shyly, you slipped your hand into his, your heart rate picking up at the way he curled his fingers around your palm in a firm but gentle grip. His hand was warm and a little rough but you wouldn’t mind letting him trace every inch of your skin to draw his own map of you in his mind. 

“It’s nice to meet you, Matt. I’m Y/N.”

“Y/N.”

The way he repeated your name, like he was tasting it on his lips, had heat burning in your lower belly more than the gin you’d consumed. He gave your hand a delicate tug in his direction, grinning when you followed his silent command and got down from the bar stool. He let go of your hand to slip his arm around your waist instead, bending down to speak lowly in your ear.

“Lead the way, sweetheart.”

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[blegh-110]

I have an idea for “Have I found you, flightless bird?”!! What if after living with Tangerine for a while, Tan decides to test Y/n to see if she’ll try to run away again, so he leaves her bedroom door unlocked. So when Y/n wakes up in the middle of the night one night, having trouble sleeping, she goes up to the door, sees it’s unlocked, but instead of running away, she goes to try to find Tangerine’s room because she can’t sleep and wants to climb into bed with him? But he finds her before she’s able to get to his room and thinks that she tried to run away again + he had told her before never to leave the room without asking (he’s really mad), but she tries to explain that she wasn’t trying to run away, she just wanted to climb in bed with him because she couldn’t sleep and had a bad dream and was scared… Tan going from 😠 to 🥺 extremely quickly, and also a bit of 😏

OHhh I know this answer is really late, I'm sorry <333, but I absolutely love this idea!! So, I've made this into a little blurb!!!

This is probably the worst night you have had since being forcibly taken from your life.

You’re currently sitting up against the headboard of your bed, shaking like a leaf as you count to eight, waiting for the inevitable sound. 

“-five one thousand, six one thousand, seven one thousand, eight one tho-” Then a clap of thunder loudly interrupts your counting, sending you into tears. You desperately want to be held and feel safe, but how are you going to get that when the only person in the house is a psychopath? As well as the fact that the door to your room is locked from the outside, leaving you helpless and with no choice but to stay on your pink bed and pray that the storm stops. 

You try to distract yourself and trace the floral pattern on your bed, but you see a quick flash of light through your window, and all you can do is anxiously bite your lip and wait for the thunder. When it finally hits, it’s the loudest one of the night, even making the house shake just a bit. But it’s enough for you to yelp, throw the covers off of you, and jump off of the bed onto the cold floor. 

As you quickly run to the door, you plan to give up and call for Tangerine. You just want to be next to someone, anyone. Just as long as you’re not alone. 

You instinctively reach for the door handle and are about to rattle it, but the first turn of the handle opens your bedroom door. You freeze as you let go, letting the door open by itself and reveal the dark hallway. It almost makes you want to turn back into the comfort of your pink room and stuffed animals, but another clap of thunder sends you running to the room Tangerine has been staying in.

Meanwhile, Tangerine puts his hands in his hands and sighs. He also hopes for the storm to pass by, but it’s different in that it’s distracting him from his work. He likes the rain as well as the sound of thunderstorms, but not when he’s been trying to get some information on the latest case he and Lemon have been working on. This guy has been difficult to track, even more difficult to find any sort of information on. And as a result, he’s had a headache for hours now. 

Not only that, but he’s been under more stress because of you. You tried to escape about a week ago, which came as a surprise to Tangerine since you’d been nothing but quiet. He thought you were starting to get used to him and your new home. So when he saw you trying to escape, once again, he knew he was back at square one with you. Then he realized you two never left, you tricked him into thinking you were okay. 

He felt humiliated when he told Lemon, who couldn’t for the life of him stop laughing and making teasing remarks the entire day.

“You couldn’t keep one girl under control? You’re a shit assassin aren't you?” Lemon laughed. 

Tangerine wouldn’t be fooled the next time. For the last few days, he’s left your bedroom door unlocked, to see if you’d pull another stunt. If you did… well, he wasn’t sure what he was going to do. He figured the two of you weren’t close enough yet that any sort of punishment would take an effect on you. He couldn’t ignore you or send you away to another room for the night or day, that would only make you happy since you don’t want to be anywhere near him. He wouldn’t dare even try to spank you, that would send you even further away from him. He toyed with the idea of taking away your stuffed animals and making you stay in one of the boring guest rooms instead of your room that was perfectly designed for you, but those were your only sources of comfort. He didn’t want to take that away from you. 

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the sound of feet running closer to his office then right past it. 

Oh, I’ve got you now, love. 

Tangerine quickly rises from his chair and pulls open his office door, fully ready to see you taking off down the stairs. 

“And just what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” He says angrily.

You whip around when you hear his voice. All the fear you felt before of him goes away when you see him from the doorway of some room you haven’t been in, always being told “don’t worry your pretty little head about it.”

You don’t know if it’s because you are so deathly afraid of the thunder, or the chill you feel all over your body, or if it’s the fact that you haven’t seen anybody in so long, but you're in a floaty headspace. One that makes you feel small and easily damaged. And when you look at Tangerine, for the first time ever he is your safe haven. And you just know that if he held you in his arms, you would feel okay. You try to ignore the furious look on his face and start walking towards him, your tears finally falling. 

“I thought I told you not to leave-”

Tangerine, first angry, is confused then very concerned as you walk closer to him. When he hears your sniffle and hiccup, he meets you halfway down the hallway. Grunting when you crash and fall into his chest, crying your eyes out. You would’ve fallen, your knees deciding to give out, but Tangerine pulls you so close to him that your legs dangle.

“Oh, darling. What’s wrong? Is it the storm?” He asks softly, stroking your back and cooing when you nod against his chest. He feels you trembling in his arms, your endless shaking and sobbing has Tangerine’s heart into two. But then he’s reminded of the fact that you came to him, you decided yourself that he would make you feel better. Then Tangerine starts to feel proud of himself, despite doing nothing. 

“It’s okay now, it’s alright. I’ve got you now, haven’t I?” He then brings you up higher and you instinctively wrap your legs around his waist and nod your head into his neck. Your nightgown rises up, just barely covering your ass and exposing your legs. You would be cold, but one of Tangerine’s big, warm hands is under your bum, holding you up. And the other is stroking one of your thighs around his waist. Then you feel his lips against your head and the storm no longer exists. Only you and Tangerine. 

“Wasn’t trying to leave, p-promise.” You hiccup and flinch at the thunder. 

“I know, I know. I’m sorry for being angry, dove, probably scared you, huh?” Tangerine whispers into your ear. You nod your head against him. 

“Wasn’t very nice of me was it?” 

“Nuh-uh.” You admit.

Then you feel movement and wonder if he’s taking you somewhere. You lift your head and see you are back in your room. You tighten your arms and legs around Tangerine, signaling that you don’t want to be alone. 

“If I give you a cuddle, can you forgive me?” 

“Yes, please.”

“I should be the one begging you.” Tangerine tickles your sides, making you squeal and jump in his arms.

“Oh, please forgive me, my love.” He continues poking your sides and nuzzling his head into your neck, his hair and mustache tickling you. With tears still in your eyes, you giggle and try to push him away from you, but you’re trapped in his arms.

“Stop it, stop it! Okay-”

“Oh, (y/n), I’ll do anything. Please forgive me.” Tangerine mumbles into your neck, then throws you on the bed and starts peppering kisses all over your face, squeezing your hips and pinching your sides. You giggles and screams for him to quit it making him smile.

“I forgive you! Just stop it!” You yell with a smile on your face, the weather outside completely forgotten. You sigh when Tangerine takes his hands off of you, you suddenly feel cold again. Then he plants a long kiss on your head before getting up, making your heart pick up nervously.

“Let me just change out of my clothes real quick, lovey.”

“No!” You shout and quickly cover your mouth, shocked at your own reaction. But the thought of having to be alone again, even if it’s just for a few minutes, brings back your tears. “I’m sorry, just don’t want to be alone.”

“It’s just going to be for a moment, I promise. You won’t be comfortable laying on me with my suit on.” 

“I don’t care, just take it off. Just don’t leave me, please.” You pout up at him from your spot on your bed. And Tangerine is immediately unbuttoning his vest and shirt for you. You didn’t quit realize it yet, but any time you flashed him your pout, he was on his knees for you, ready to do anything you wanted. This feeling became even worse when it was paired with your teary eyes. 

When he was down to just his boxers, Tangerine climbed into bed with you. This wasn’t the first night he had slept with you, but it was one where you cuddled into his side and placed an arm on his bare chest. You closed your eyes and breathed in his scent as you quickly fell into your slumber. Because of this, you didn’t feel the quickness of Tangerine’s heartbeat right under your hand. 

Soon enough, the only thing Tangerine can hear are your quiet snores and even breaths. This is how it should be. He knows that when you wake up, you’ll be mortified at your actions and the events that took place, but he places it in the back of his mind and pulls you closer. Smiling when you snuggle closer to him and say very quietly, “thank you.”

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[leclsrc]

hiii! could i request a charles fluff where he and y/n kinda have like some tradition that they do together or something. and its just special to them? like going traveling or even something ordinary like cleaning the house? sorry i'm a total sucker for these lmao

again late, so late, sorry! but i am trying to catch up w these olddd reqs hahshdhs. shoutout again to mack who live messaged me ab a grocery trip and inspired much of this ily. title from this

things lovers do – cl16

“And we’re out of limes, I think.” You say, humming as you review the contents of your fridge.

“Do we even use them that much?” Charles asks from the dinner table. He stares at the list, where he’s written the word limes. He holds a pen to the left of it, prepares to draw it across the word, but your own words of protest stop him. What—of course we use limes, you say.

“I don’t recall us making guacamole, is all.”

You shut the fridge, laughing and walking over to where he sits, wrapping your arms around him from behind. Together, you peruse the crumpled list, of words written and erased in Charles’ messy penmanship. There’s romaine, lemon, pasta, ciabatta. Assorted gum, because Charles likes to chew it while working. Coffee beans, because a day without them renders you half-deceased. 

This is a weekly thing—reviews of the grocery list, on the dinner table with two glasses of wine. Anyone can love, but not everyone can sit and be patient and browse every last item of the fridge and pantry to determine what needs to be added. And through the list you’re provided with a window for the week: Monday night dinner with pasta, Wednesday breakfast with ciabatta, a romaine salad for Thursday brunch.

If you told your six-year-old self that your best memories with your boyfriend would be formulating grocery lists, she would pout in your face. Boyfriend? She’d ask petulantly. Don’t we get to marry a prince, with a horse and a castle? No, you’d say. We get to have a prince, yes, but he has a car and a house in Monaco. Is that good enough? If it isn’t, he makes a mean set of pancakes.

Do we get to dance with him at a ball? It’s still a no, you’d tell her. The dancing happens in the kitchen, lit only by the yellow of the stovetop range while you play Harvest Moon and sway softly to the guitar. It happens by the fridge, when a Bee Gees song comes on and Charles can’t resist holding you by the waist and lifting you up to join his dancing. It happens while you wait for toast in the morning, when both the bread and the weather are in the middle of cool and warm, to Al Green on the radio. 

This love of grocery lists and airplane rides sure doesn’t live up to your six-year-old self’s fairytale standards, or your sixteen-year-old’s hopes of marrying Harry Styles. You think, however, that it far surpasses anything you could ever have wanted. 

His voice draws you out of your reverie. “You okay? You’re a bit quiet.”

“Just thinking,” you reassure, pressing a kiss to his hair and smiling. “Of things.” Of us, of toast and tea, of romance and loving you and making lists and loving you and God, loving you. “Lots of things.”

“…Is this because I added too much junk food?”

“No, God,” you say, fond. “It’s nothing.”

“I love you,” he says back. And if you ever doubted it, there would always be limes, written without erasure on this crumpled list on the dinner table.

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[loousir]

[Orc] More than meets the eye

Kinktober Day 1: Muscles/Body Mods

Larek

Male Orc x Male Reader

Notes/Warnings: Piercings all over (🍌 included), lemon, smut, muscle touching, chest sucking, top for bottom, bottom reader, Larek is bigger than you regardless of your size for plot purposes, did I mention piercings?

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Sorry I'm late to kinktober, will work on catching up! All of these will be probably be short, please forgive 🙏

Every day, you would see him outside working. Larek was one of few Orcs who lived in your village. His primary job was working as a guard. In his free time, he would chop wood and help build housing for newcomers or those who needed it. He was quiet and his face may have that typical scary Orc look, he was sweet to everyone he met. And especially sweet to you. You weren't sure why but you didn't mind the attention even though there were others who you felt would be better suited for him. Today you did your usual 'gawk at the towns hottie' but you didn't realize he had been noticing you and intentionally flexed his muscles a little more than usual.

It made you blush every time he did, much to his delight. After watching him for a little while, longer, you decided you should probably go do your shopping for the day. At least before it starts to get busy. Dressing in comfortable but casual clothes, you slipped your shoes on, grabbed your basket and keys, and made your way out into the market. Your eyes scanned over all the fresh fruits and veg the vendors had to offer, picking the best of the best. Little had you realized, Larek had decided he would join you on your early morning pick up. You were thanking a young vendor when you turned around without looking, bumping into his chest. "Oh, I'm sorry-" You said quickly, looking up to the man. "Ah L-Larek, good morning!" You said, stepping back as a blush crossed your cheeks. He chuckled.

"Good morning to you too. How are you?" He asked, leaning down just a bit to look at you. You couldn't help but smile and shrug. "Same as always." You said with a small chuckle, finally looking back up to him. Larek smiled and held his hand out. "I'd like to join you, let me carry that." He said, bluntness being his specialty. "Are you sure?" You asked softly, grabbing the basket like you were about to give it to him. He insisted and nodded. "It'd be my pleasure." You were convinced by his smile and telling gaze, handing him the basket that had grown quite heavy. Of course, he carried it like it was nothing. "I still have a few more things to pick up if that's ok." You said, glancing away again as Larek placed himself besides you. "That's alright. I'll help you finish up."

You couldn't help but smile more at his kindness, wanting to find a way to repay him. You were never one to take without giving back. While you picked up the last few things you needed, you spotted a pumpkin cart that had just came in. "Could I grab a couple of those? I wanna make a pie." You asked, making Larek chuckle. "Its your gold, why ask me?" He questioned, making you blush softly as he lead the two of you over to the cart. "Well you're already carrying so much..." Larek just chuckled again. "What's a couple pumpkins to the mix? Worried I can't carry it?" He teased, making you flustered and him just smile at your response. "Get the ones you want. I'll be ok." He reassured, making you nod. He was very smooth with his words and you couldn't help but do as he told you. You picked the best pie pumpkins to which he easily carried with the arm that didn't have the basket.

With a small thank you and payment to the vendor, the two of you made the trip back to your home. You unlocked the door and let Larek in first. He walked straight to the kitchen and you stopped to slip your shoes off and lock the front door again. "Could you set them on the counter-!" Larek had already set them down and was disturbingly quiet for his size. He cut you off by sweeping you off your feet, holding you up with ease. "You're lighter than the groceries." He said, slipping his shoes off as well while you just blushed and held on tight. "Why did you do that..?" You asked, making Larek chuckle as he just carried you around. "You must not have noticed my advances towards you?" He questioned more than stated.

"Your what?" You asked, pulling back to look at him. The look in his eyes was a bit sad but his face otherwise. "No... I, I didnt." You said softly, admiring his strong features. Larek smiled, "Well... I'm, very, interested in you." He said, hands moving to hold you up by your thighs. You inhaled sharply and blushed more, unable to hide it from him. His hands were large and well worn, yet delicate as if he squeesed too hard, you would shatter. "I know you watch me in the mornings." He said, locking eyes with you, keeping your attention on him. "Do you like men with bug muscles?" He asked, already knowing the answer. You nodded, making him tilt his head a bit. "Where's your room?" You pointed to the slightly ajar door that led to your bedroom. "Wait are we-?" Larek didn't let you finish when he set you on the bed.

"Stay there." He said lowly, making you shiver at the tone. Larek slowly unbuttoned his shirt, making sure you were watching him the whole time. The lower he got, the more that was exposed. Even though you could appreciate a gut, he didn't have any signs of one. His abs and chest were solid, pure muscle. Lareks hands carefully slipped the fabric off his shoulders and arms, letting it fall to the floor. His orcish tattoos stood out against his olive green skin. You had never seen him without a shirt and the tattoos made him way more attractive to you. It was obvious when it came to his ears and nose piercing but what really got you going was seeing that he had nipple piercings too. "Good gods..." You panted out, a tent already starting to form in your pants.

Larek grinned and untied his belt, pulling it out and dropping it to the floor with his shirt. He beckoned you over and you followed, slipping off the bed to stand in front of him. He looked down at you, the same grin still lining his lips. He took your hands and placed them on his abs. "Go on. You're getting a first hand look at the things you've been watching for so long." He said lowly as you looked up to him with wide eyes. Since you were invited to, you ran your hands all over. Starting from his abs, trailing up to his ribs, then just under his chest. Your breath caught when you looked back up to him again to see him biting his bottom lip. "Keep going..." He purred, voice rubbing through his chest. You reached up and grabbed his chest. It was softer than you anticipated but you loved how big and muscular it was. He moaned when you squeezed them before moving to pinch and pull at his pierced nipples.

"Yeah... Just like that..." He said, licking his lips as he watched you feel him up. You couldn't help yourself, almost as if you were getting pulled in. You found your mouth connecting to his chest, sucking on the perky bud, rolling the piercing over your tongue. Larek moaned again and grabbed the back of your neck, holding on to keep you close, forcing you to suck at his chest. His other hand pulled you in, pressing your body against his. You could feel the bulge in his pants pressing against you. 'Fuck he's big' you thought, Larek pulling you away only to switch you to the other side. Your eyes rolled closed as his other hand slipped itself in your pants to grope at your ass.

Once Larek seemed satisfied, he pulled you away and made you face him. "Take them off." He was referring to his own pants and briefs, which were growing ever tighter as he continued to get hard. You nodded and looked up to him as you slowly unbuttoned his pants, delicate fingers slipping under the wristband, pulling them down to his ankles. Larek stepped out of them and kicked them to the pile of clothes he had made. "Almost there." He whispered, watching as you slowly slipped his brief down as well, his hard cock bouncing to display. "Holy fuck..." You whispered, seeing that he also had piercings lining the underneath of his shaft. Larek tilted his head at your reaction. "Think you'll be ok?" You eagerly nodded and he grinned again, picking you up and throwing you on the bed. "Good..." He growled, ripping your shirt off. You gasped at the sudden exposure. Thankfully, you didn't like these clothes much anyway as he also ripped your pants off, leaving you in your underwear.

Having this muscle hunk hover over you made your cock drip with pre, already soaking through the fabric that hid your sensitive area. Larek looked up to you to see if this was ok to continue with and you nodded. He leaned down and bit the waistband, pulling them down with his teeth, making you wonder if he's done this before. That thought quickly dissipated when he spread your legs, seating himself between them. He didn't even asked and reached over to your side dresser, instantly finding the lube you stored inside of it. "I knew you were a little perv..." He teased, making you cover your face. Larek chuckled and poured the cool liquid over your entrance, rubbing it in gently.

You were worried you wouldn't be able to take his fingers let alone his cock. "L-Larek... Just, slow please..." You panted out, cock twitching when he flashed a toothy grin. "I'll be gentle." He said, slowly pushing a finger in, making your gasp and close your eyes tight. Larek used his other hand to move your arms away from your face. "Look here." He said, wanting you to look at him again. You slowly opened your eyes and looked up to him, lingering for a moment before trading down to his body and, also, dripping cock. "You turn me on so much..." He spoke in a deep tone, leaning down as he slowly slipped another finger in, making your toes curl. "Larek..!" You moaned out, feeling him stretch your hole. "Almost there..." He said working you open for potentially a third. Larek pulled you in for a kiss, instantly slipping his tongue in to reveal he also has multiple tongue piercings right down the middle. You could never see them but were surprised there was more than one.

"Larek please-" He cut you off with a moan as he slipped a third in, throughly stretching you to make sure you were ready for him. "Please just fuck me already..." You said, cock twitching and dripping, begging to cum. Larek kissed you again as he pulled his fingers out, lubing himself up as he watched you squirm under him. "I'm pushing in now." He said, only taking a second to himself up before he pushed the tip in. He moaned out, hands holding on to your waist as the first of five piercings slipped in. You panted as you tried to relax, wanting to let him push in more. The piercing rubbed against your walls, not enough to hurt but not enough to feel good either. "Keep going..." You begged, arms reaching up to wrap around his neck.

Larek leaned down and let you cling on to him. He slowly pushed in again, one more popping in followed by another not far behind. Two more left and he'll be all the way. You already felt so full but wanted to take all of him. With a nod, Larek pushed himself all the way in. You moaned and throw your head back, having him all the way really filled you out. "Fuck..." You whimpered as he kissed at your collarbone. "I'm gonna start slow." He said, slowly pulling himself out before pushing back in. The feeling of the piercings turned it up to a twelve as he started to fuck you. "Oh gods... Oh fuck please..." You moaned out, begging him to go faster and harder. Larek picked up his pace, pressing your face into his chest again, squeezing it between his pecks.

"Fuck... We barely started and I'm already getting close..." He admitted. You felt a wave of pleasure knowing that your turned him on that much. "Me too." You mumbled out, voice muffled slightly as he fucked into you. Larek moaned lowly as he edged closer and closer. As soon as he got close, he started to stroke you as well, wanting to cum together. You moaned out as he finally touched your aching dick. "Fuck!" He groaned out, pulling out and stroking himself, finishing by shooting his load all over your thighs and ass. His other hand tensing and stroking your to your own orgasm. Your eyes rolled closed again as your climaxed, cumming all over both your stomachs. Larek fell to the side of you, panting softly as he pulled you close. "That was fucking good..." He said, a pleasure look plastered on his face. You smiled and nodded, biting your lip as you kissed at his chest and collarbone.

"Think you have enough energy for a few more rounds? I'm still hard as a rock..."

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[cevansbaby-dove]

Chris Evans and his wife fluff!

When you and chris are at a red carpet event after a panic attack, chris can't stop making sure your safe with him.

Chris's pov. "Y/n baby we are going to be late!" I yell from the bedroom as i grab my leather jacket on. It's the middle of January and she and i are going out to a red carpet event it's Y/n first one ever so i wanted to make it extra special for her.

I walk out of the bathroom to see y/n wearing this dark red dress. "Wow..." I say under my breath. She looks at me. "To much?" I smile. "no you look just as beautiful as the day i met you"

She smiles. "thank you Mister Evans" She kisses me lightly the i say as she grabs her phone. "You're welcome Misses Evans" We walk to the car that is waiting for us and i help her in and then i get in by her. "theater please"

No pov.

The lights are everywhere when you two arrive and you see the line of people from news outlets and you take chris's hand. "there are a lot of people, you sure it's a good idea for me to come with?"

Chris looks at you and he can tell your going to panic if he doesn't calm you down. "Hey sh babe i'm right here ok?"

You nod biting your lip so you don't cry. "hey driver brings us in the back please"

"Yes Mister Evans" The car leaves making people start to whisper. "what happened to Evans? why did they leave?"

You and chris stay in the car and he says. "babe look at me please" You look at him. "I'm..so..sorry...i'm just, i don't know why i'm worried i just" He wraps his arms around you. "It's ok just hug me you'll be better"

Your pov. Chris and i have always been honest and open about what's gong on in our minds, right now mine is racing with thoughts, what if i trip and fall on my face? what if i say something wrong?....

I hug chris and say. "I think i'm ok chris" I pull away and he brushes a thing of my hair behind my ear. "you sure? we can take all night if need be" I smile and place my hand on his cheek lightly touching his beard that i have fallen in love with. "it's alright darling i promise."

He nod and steps out of the car. 'Come on we'll walk around."

We get to the red carpet and chris's hand slip into mine and he smiles as we walk past people shouting our names and he waves with his free hand.

Chris's pov.

Y/n has been such a great person since we met two years ago, being with her has made me happy and a different man, I'm not scared to show her my anxious side, she's been there for me in good and bad times and that's what i love about her, she is my peace in a storm.

I wave as we walk past news outlets and someone asks. "Chris can we talk to you and your wife?" I look at you smiling and you nod. we walk over and someone says. "Evans hi nice to see you back from your honeymoon with y/n Evans, tell us what it's like being married now after being in so many pr stuff with other actress, what made you pick y/n?"

"ah well i mean just look at this girl she's amazing inside and out she's hard working and caring and she's just a pure soul" You smile. "aww!" You lean on my arm and the person looks at you. "how do you feel about being Misses Evans now? will this last name change anything?"

I watch you smile as you say. "um i don't think it changes much but I do know that being known as his wife i'll have to get used to people coming up and asking if i am THE Y/N Evans!"

I can't help but stare at you, your hair, your smile everything is making me so happy and seeing you happy makes me happy. We end the night and head back home. "ah what a night" i say as i take my jacket off and hang it up. I look over at you slipping your heels off. "you alright love?"

I watch you nod and then you walk into the bathroom and gets ready for bed. I grab some hot lemon water for you and see you in bed reading. "I got you some tea babe" I set the cup on the table by you and then say as i get into bed. "Why do i feel like Misses Evans isn't being honest right me right now?"

You look at me. "Sorry I'm just tired chris" You close the book and set it down and take a sip of your hot tea then lay down.

I look at her. "come on talk to me" You look at him. "I'm just tired from everything tonight really i'm okay chris" She kisses me and lays down. "if your sure" i lay down and put my arm around her. "I love you" She smiles "i love you too"

We fall asleep.

Taglist: @cutedisneygrl @k-slla @patzammit @armystay89 @nicoline1998enilocin

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[axcel-lucci]

I know Fullmoon is done, but can I see a continuation where it focuses on female Reader's pregnancy to giving birth. This one focuses on reader's pregnancy and her husband as wereleopard. Law's close friends are also worried about female reader, checking on her so Law wouldn't do something reckless. Luffy, Ace, and Sabo makes an appearance. There's some hints of Ace or Sabo still have feelings for female reader. Maybe after that, another lemon and love making between Law and female reader, after giving birth to twins or triplets.

Full moon

Trafalgar Law x fem!reader

A/n: sorry I was kinda busy, just got my grades and idk if I should laugh or cry- but oh well, also for those new here, here's the first fic:

Full moon

My masterlist~

After finding out they were having twins, a girl and a boy, (y/n) was shocked to find out Law had a small notebook with baby names.

It has girls, boys, and even gender neutral names. He claims he researched the meanings of the names, as well as some names from his and her family that might be a good suit.

She just smiled as he explains everything to her.

But one stuck out the best, in Law's opinion, Corazon and Clarabelle. Corazon being his late uncle, and Clarabelle being, well, it just sounded cute to him.

It was rare to see him really excited that he had a mini zoomie session as he talked about the names, walking around the living room as she watched from the couch.

In the end, they picked the name Corazon and Clarabelle.

A few weeks after that though, Law came home, tired as usual.

"I'm home..." He sighed as he entered

"Law!" She smiled as she walked up to him and kissed his cheek.

She felt his hand rest on her growing belly and lovingly rubbed the top before kissing her forehead

"Hi (y/n)!" Shachi and penguin, his closest friends, called with a smile.

"Oh? Why didn't you tell me they were coming? I would've made more dinner..." She smiled as Law shook his head

"It's alright, they're just visiting. I'll set the table Hun" he smiled as he left to go set the table.

"Come in." (Y/n) nods.

They soon sat down at the living room, and she can tell the two were kinda anxious.

"Do you... Like... Know about his...?" Shachi started, kinda...

"His...? Wereleopard form...?" She tilted her head as the two nodded, "ahh... Yes... I do know, actually... That's the reason I'm pregnant..." She mumbled. As if she's kinda annoyed.

"Oh." The two hummed.

"We won't be too long though, wereleopards are known to be... Protective of their significant others, especially if they're carrying their child. We'd just check in here and there, considering he can be a bit bratty at his time of the moon cycle." Penguin cooed a little.

"I am so not!" Law yelled from the dining room making her laugh.

"He so is..." The two whispered

It made her chuckle, it was nice knowing that law has friends that truly cared about his well being.

A few days after that, Law had applied for a leave. One that's kinda long. It extends from now to at least 5 months after she gives birth, it was kinda shocking that the hospital he works in let's them do all those things.

Only for her to find out he compiled all the leaves he can grab unto and put them all in one single order that he'd have a plenty of time.

Law held her hand as he pushed the cart of groceries while she looked at the list they needed to buy.

"Do we need to buy baby stuff...? Next month is your final month after all..." Law suggests.

"Ah-! I almost forgot...!" She gasped, "but good thing the room is ready... Thanks for that honey" she smiled and kissed his cheek.

His tail must've been wagging if it was out.

"Oh? (Y/n)!" They heard someone call from behind them.

It was Sabo and Ace, her childhood friends... And Luffy strapped to what seemed like a harness being held by Axe so that he wouldn't wander off.

Luffy is already 17 and yet he's being kept on a child-like harness... Kinda accurate.

"Oh, hello Sabo, Ace" she smiled as she squeezed Law's hand when she felt him start to get protective.

The three, well two since Luffy is just being dragged, walked up to them.

"Doing groceries as well?" Sabo smiled as he grabbed Luffy from trying to climb the shelves to get the ships on the higher shelf.

"Mhmm..." She smiled with a nod, "looks like Luffy has not changed a thing"

"Would he change?" Ace said as him and Sabo looked at each other before looking at her.

"Absolutely not" the two said in perfect unison.

Law let go of her hand and placed it on her shoulder, pulling her close to him.

"I can see you're... Pregnant." Sabo hummed, "when's your due?"

"Next month... Actually" she shyly laughed

"Oh? Then you should be resting." Ace suggested

"Nah. I wanted to buy a few things, and right after, we want to buy baby stuff" she smiled as she looked at Law who was glaring at them, "right love?"

"What- oh, yeah... Yeah... But we still need you to rest" Law says, "after buying baby stuff, I want you to lay in bed. Alright?"

"But Law... There's so much to do"

"I can handle it. You should rest."

"Oh alright..." She pouted

"So... Is it a girl or a boy?" Ace asked

"Both, actually. We're having twins" she happily said.

"Oh...! What're their names-"

"I think that's enough talking. (Y/n)... Love, we need to finish shopping so that once we get home, you can rest" Law hummed.

She only chuckled, "I understand..." She smiled before turning to them, "we need to go now. Have fun shopping with Luffy, oh and by the way, he escaped the leash."

"What?!"

...

"That's was tiring..." She sighed as she sat down on the couch after helping law tidy up and decorate the baby's room.

"Do you need some water? Snacks, perhaps?" Law hummed as he sat down next to her, his fuzzy ears and tail out.

"No... I just need you" she smiled as she snuggled up to him

He smiled softly as well and letting her cuddle real close.

"Once you give birth... I'll stay right beside you until you get better.." he whispered and kissed her forehead

"I don't doubt that..." She smiled softly

Timeskip...

She just finished washing the dishes when a sudden pain hit her, when she looked down she saw blood running down her leg.

(Y/n) called Law loudly and as soon as she did, he was right beside her, calling the ambulance and helping her breathe as they load her up.

Law held her hand tightly all throughout, he didn't even leave her side even as she was delivering his children.

When he insisted to be there on the delivery room, the nurses were kinda surprised since most father's they've encountered so far opted to stay out.

But nevertheless, they let him in.

And he did a great job being the perfect husband that he is.

Talking to her while she's in pain, rubbing her hand gently as she push through the pain of giving birth twice.

As she laid on her hospital bed, Law couldn't help but be mesmerized at his children.

How small they were and how fragile they looked.

"Law..." She called him, slightly weak as he came next to her and held her hand

"You need something honey? Water, food, anything?" He asks

She smiled softly, "can I... See them again?"

He nods as he helps her sit up, knowing how even sitting is painful for someone who just gave birth due to the stitches.

He first handed his baby girl, Clarabelle. Then his baby boy, Corazon.

Clarabelle looked exactly like Law. Silver eyes and his raven hair, and Corazon looked like her, with her (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes...

They were absolutely perfect in his eyes.

Someone then knocked on the door, it was his friends, Shachi and penguin, still in their scrubs.

It's apparently their break so they decided to visit.

Law didn't let them hold the baby, he's a bit protective of his little "cubs".

"They look so cute..." Shachi smiled, before backing off, "well... Take good care of them now, Law. We need to go back to work. We can try and help around?"

"No need... You guys are already busy enough" (y/n) smiled

"It's alright, really" penguin nodded, "but if that's what you want... Then... Just call us if you need anything"

"Thanks you two."

After she said that, Law ushered them out.

It made them all laugh at how protective he's already being.

He's really REALLY on ethe edge at the moment, too.

Since the possibility of the curse being passed down unto them is still unknown. But either way, Law knows how to deal with it and help them.

(Y/n) also knows that he'd try his best to help his children, she would, too. of course.

Two years then passed by in a blink. The newborns now small toddlers. Crawling and babbling about.

As the two toddlers were playing in the living room, (y/n) and Law were at the couch, silently watching them.

It seems like Clarabelle, despite looking exactly like Law, was already acting opposite of him, and Corazon is a shy little baby.

Law sighed with a smile and kissed her cheek.

"Whatever it is, no." She crossed her arms with a laugh.

"Oh come on..." He pouted.

He's been nagging for another one for a few days now, it doesn't exactly irritate her, but she's not sure if she's ready yet. Considering the house was only big enough for them.

"Please...? We can... Try" Law hummed and hugged her real tight, "it's full moon tonight, too~"

"Oh shut up" she laughed once more.

"Aww..." He pouted playfully before placing his head on her shoulder, "they look so perfect..."

"They do, don't they?" She smiled softly

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[pattycakes5516]

Amongst Friends-SuguruXReaderXSatoru

Mature Content

An introvert who has been adopted by two extroverts. Geto & Gojo had been your best friends since college. Your bond unbreakable. Or at least that is what you believe…

Chapter one:

You grumble as you sleepily make your way towards your kitchen in desperate need of a strong mug of coffee. Due to the lack of sleep you clumsily fumble along until you reach the opening to the living room.

All the frustration from last night quickly builds back up when you spot the pathetic figure of a man hunched over on the couch rubbing his temples while scrolling through his phone. "You!" You growl menacingly and those baby blue eyes look up at you in panic.

"Y/N... Y/N... calm down. Let us discuss this like adults." His voice was raspy probably due to all of the activity from the night before. "Please... I will reup for you!" You stalk towards him and he cowers a bit pleading for your mercy.

"Satoru Gojo...." You snarl letting your rage consume you. "You want to know how my night was?" You sit beside him and roughly grab onto the collar of his shirt. He nods his gaze laced with fear of your wrath. "First I had to deal with an irate customer. A tiny scratch on their Mercedes that was already there. But my boss made me stay late until it was gone. That is always fun right."

Satoru nods along and you grit your teeth. "By the time I finally got off work I was exhausted and starving. So I thought I would treat myself. So I went to my favorite late night wing place and ordered my favorite combo. Sounds great right?"

"Yeah you really love those lemon pepper wings Y/N." He says giving you a cheesy smile, you hated how attractive it was. "Did you get some carrot sticks and ranch?"

"But of course I ordered that as well, Satoru. Like I said I was super tired so I grabbed my order and headed home. And Satoru, do you know what is super relaxing after a long day of manual labor and your favorite food?" Your voice was dripping with malice and he knew why you were upset yet he continued to appease you.

"A blunt... Y/N I'm sorry!" Satoru pleaded once again but you shushed him and he quickly obliged.

"After searching and not finding the little I had left I told myself Y/N it's fine. I took a deep breath and showered, getting hyped to eat. Satoru guess what?" You ask and he shrugs his shoulders. "They had given me the wrong order. Can you believe it? But I was starving so I again told myself to relax and ate. To get a good night's rest and it will all be fine in the morning. But Satoru, do you think I slept well?"

You watched as Satoru swallowed nervously and shook his head no. "And why was I not able to get much sleep last night?" You glare at him and he stutters.

"Because Suguru and I had company last night." He whispered and the hold on his collar tightened. "Y/N..."

"That is right! I was kept up by sounds of women wailing and moaning like we had been haunted by fucking banshees. You inconsiderate asshole!" You lunged for his throat as he choked out apologies. You were seeing red until you heard a startled gasp. Your head shifts to two figures emerging from the hall.

"Please ignore them princess. Just my crazy ass roommates." A deep velvety voice cooes to a woman tightly gripping her heels in her hands. You release your hold on Satoru and give your best welcoming smile and wave. Suguru rolls his eyes and you try to reign in the overwhelming urge to flick him off.

"Sorry, I didn't realize we still had company. Would you like a cup of coffee?" You say sweetly and sit up. Satoru makes a relieved sound and scoots away from you. You watch as the woman grins but looks up at Suguru for permission. Suguru glares at you and you smirk knowing he did not like keeping his one night stands around for too long.

"Sweetheart I would love for you to stay but I have to get some work done. And trust me those two are not good company." Suguru smoothly explained and it was your turn to roll your eyes. She nods and waves as he leads her out the door. You shake your head and make your way to the kitchen. Satoru jumps up racing in front of you.

"Wait nerd let me make your coffe for you as a form of truce!" Satoru shouts as he passes and you get a bit of enjoyment from the hint of pain on Suguru's face at the loud volume. As you walk past him you bump his shoulder and he laughs.

Leaning down he whispers into your ear, "You look like shit." You lean back back against his chest and look up.

"Fuck you! Unlike some people I have a real job. I don't have time to be a whore." You sneered and pushed him as he chuckled, colliding into the wall. You mutter curses, walking to the kitchen and jump up to sit on the counter.

Satoru looks over his shoulder as he prepares your drink with large puppy dog eyes and an adorable pout. You hated that you couldn't maintain the loathing you had tried to hold onto. You sigh, "It's fine Satoru. It was just a rough day yesterday."

Suguru saunters in, leaning beside you. "I know a solution for your attitude problem Y/N." You frown, daring him to say what he was thinking. "You just need get laid." Those dark eyes never leave yours as he winks. Without hesitation you punch him in the arm.

He hisses in pain. "Fuck... So damn violent. No wonder you can't keep a relationship." Suguru then goes on the attack, poking you in the sides and you fold. You manage to grab his wrist during the struggle and twist. "Ok I give!" He says and throws up his hands.

"Good boy..." You mutter and he bites his lip aggravated his teasing had no effect. Satoru hums as he takes your favorite mug from the counter.

"Yeah our Y/N is not for everybody that's for sure." Satoru smiles at you but it kind of stung. You look down and twist your fingers. You were not small and petite. Evidence of that was your large thighs, you poke at them subconsciously. You had a horrible mouth. And you never bite your tongue on important matters. You knew you could come off as abrasive.

Suddenly a shadow was in front of you. A finger lifting your chin. "Hey now, don't look so down." Suguru grips your thighs and squeezes and you jump. "I think your plump thighs are your best quality." Your heart jumps and it takes a second to form thoughts again. "Wow Satoru, I think I broke her for real this time."

You push him away as he laughs. Satoru grins as he hands you your sweet dose of caffeine. "No, I just haven't had enough coffee yet. I'm still tired." You mutter, taking a sip and moaning. "You are forgiven Satoru." He pats your head affectionately and you all make your way back into the living room.

You all settle in the usual morning spot. You slowly enjoy your coffee as Satoru lays down in your lap consumed with his phone. You and Suguru mindlessly glance at the tv. You run your fingers through Satoru's soft fluffy white locks.

"Are you off today?" Suguru looks over at you and you nod. Saying something about how much you needed to relax.

"Come to the shop with me today. Satoru is off and I only have a few clients. Then we can all go out after." Suguru says rather than asking knowing you would fight him on his suggestion. You grimace and he sighs. "Come on! I'll give you another tattoo..."

The temptation was great. The pain of the needle and the beauty of his work did something to heal your soul. You pause and Satoru looks up. "Pwease!"

"Ugh... fine!" But Suguru, you better not be trying to hook me up with that piercer. I swear I would ruin his life." You point a finger and that cocky grin forms on Suguru's face as he agrees. Satoru smiles widely and begins feverishly typing on his phone. "What are you plotting?" You ask, poking his forehead.

Satoru innocently points to himself and you glare. "Texting Suki. We have a reputation to uphold my dear Y/N. So if you're going out with us, sweatpants and t-shirts just won't do." Satoru explains and you take a breath. Suki was one of Satoru's regular flings and a brilliant stylist to the stars. You cringe at the thought of what she may put together for you.

"Make sure her thighs are on full display." Suguru adds and Satoru mumbles in agreement. Your anxiety has already started flaring up. "You will be with us. You will be fine." Suguru comforts you and you nod.

Both men looked content and happy that you had decided to hang out with them. These two idiots were your best friends and your entire world. You were an introvert not sure how to communicate with the world and instead of one extrovert you were adopted by two.

You fought but were always there for each other through any hard times. Each of your personalities complimented the other. A solid and unbreakable bond emerged from the cracks within yourselves. Creating a solid foundation of trust and understanding.

You knew nothing could ever destroy that. Not the occasional flings or toxic family intrusions. You believed that with every fiber of your being.

A deep sense of foreboding was present as you took your last drink. You couldn't shake it. Surely it was not some weird foreshadowing like in a novel. As you reminisce about the strength of your friendship a sudden crack appears. No, I'm just being paranoid...

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[marilynthornhilllover]

Just a little bit Colder

Mean!Vanessa shelly x fem!Reader

Warning: smut, bathroom sex, use of vibrator, clitoral play, cunniligus ( literally 2 licks) , enemies to lovers, hate sex, degradation at the finest, slight praise kink, mommy kink, sucking of nipples, choking and slapping kink, smoking of cigarettes, pet names, age gap, slight spanking, hair pulling, mean vanessa, orgasm denial, naive reader etc the list terribly goes on.

You and Mike had been friends for quite some time. The both of you first met eachother at a Cafe that you once worked at, one morning abby his younger sister was having a little tantrum because Mike didn't want to buy her Lemon donuts, being the generous person that you were you offered to purchase them for her out of your pocket money.

Obviously Mike refused, thanking you for the kind gesture but the little girl just wouldn't stop fussing. About one decade or eternity later she left him with no other option than to take up your offer. The both of you exchange numbers and they left the Cafe.

Now that was about two months ago. You never heard back from Mike. Not that you wanted too. It's just a little small conversation would be nice. You brushed it off as nothing and carried on with your life. Mike was not your type to begin with and the both of you were the same age, and you had a thing for older people.

You were at your friends house for her brother birthday party when you heard a notification from your phone. You glanced at the screen to see a pop up message from Mike.

It read : sorry to ask such a big favor of you so late, especially how we don't really know eachother quite well, but guessing by the gesture you made the other day I hope your a kind person. Would you mind watching my little sister tomorrow at 7am, I have a little mission at the station and it's gonna take all day and I don't wanna leave her home unattended.... please?

You sighed gently before pushing your phone back into your pocket. It's not that you didn't want to, or that you had a problem with babysitting his little sister, the poor guy just needs a hand. But there's no way your gonna get up at 7 am in the morning just to watch some dudes sister for the entire day.

You had other things to do and places to be. You tried your best to enjoy the rest of the night but your phone just kept going off, drawing your friends attention to you.

" who's messaging you so much y/n" asked one of your close friend ava. You flashed her a annoyed face before pulling out your phone from your back pocket. Again a pop up message read.

" please, I'll even pay you if you'd like"

You groaned softly before typing out a quick response.

" I'll think about it and message you in the morning, I'm busy right now, just like you I also have a busy life" if it sounded harsh then that's because you intended it to sound harsh. You pushed your friend playfully back into the party mood as the both of you danced your souls away for the rest of the night.

After you got home you undressed and took a quick shower. As you were doing your skincare routine your phone dinged again. You huffed glancing down at what he had to say this time.

" 300$ and I'll add a 50 if I'm late after work, it's your time really and I'd appreciate it" you sighed, at this point you gaved in. Once more you texted a quick reply before entering your room to dry off.

" I'll be there as early as I can *smilie face emoji* ".

The next morning you groaned as the sun light kissed you from behind the curtains. sighing you took a slight glance at your alarm clock.

9: 45 A.M

You practically flew from your bed, your duvet quickly being abandoned on the floor. You checked your phone to see four missed calls from Mike and three pop up messages asking where you were and if your still on. You mutter shit over and over again before dashing into the shower. After getting ready you tried calling Mike but there were zero response.

It's either he turned off his phone or he blocked your number.

You checked your chat to see if he had sent you his location before quickly driving over to his place.

You pulled up in his driveway and parked your car. You fixed your hair and lip gloss before walking up to the door and knocking gently. Your mind wondered off as you tried to come up with excuses to tell Mike as to why you were late, or after all his car wasn't in the driveway so you diverted your mind to ways in which you can try trick a little girl into thinking you weren't a completely bad person for showing up late.

You were snapped out of your trance when the door flew open. You averted your eyes to the person infront of you. Standing infront of you was a very, very good looking blonde hair lady dressed in police clothes. She was a slight dirty blonde, crystal blue eyes and a nice fucking body shape. Her facial expression however spoke for itself.... it wasn't as pleasant as she seem to appear.

" yes?" Her voice was warm, welcoming, yet so cold and bitter as if she was someones old grummy grandfather who already accepted his fate and wanted to go out to this world. Your words got caught in your throat as you took a step back away from her. It's as if all of the air was pushed out of your lungs.

You didn't want to be viewed as some creep so you quickly answered.

" um, i- uh I'm here for abby" you spoke, looking behind her to see the young girl on the sofa with another young girl playing with dolls and stuff animals. You gaze went back to the blonde woman infront of you when she stepped down onto the step below you and closed the door. At this rate she was just centimeters away from your lips.

You could feel her hot breath tickle the hairs on your neck as she loomed over you by perhaps two inches.

" you better explain yourself properly young lady before I arrest you, for trespassing and attempt of kidnap of a minor" she spoke, her hand reaching for her gun slightly. You'd be lying if you said she didn't look hot right now. A slight hair strand blowing in her face, eyebrows stressed together and lips perched together closely.

" trespassing? Fucking kidnap? Who are you judge judy? Look Mike had asked me last night if I could watch Abby for him today, I woke up late and he's not answering his phone, I don't know what hero your try'na play, or who you are but you need to chill, it doesn't suit you" the woman's expression changed by the Slightest with her lip curving into a thin smirk but it didn't soften.

She stepped back up on the door step and pulled out her phone, she dialed some numbers before the Phone began ringing. She eyed you suspiciously before Turning around just as the person picked up.

" hi, yeah mike- no nothings wrong abbys fine. Look there's some girl at your door, claiming" she air quotes the word before sneaking a sheer glance at you before turing back around. " that she's here to babysit Abby" she pauses for a moment while nodding before hanging up. She opens the door and turns her body side ways for you to enter.

Her eyes undressed your body and your choice of clothing as you entered. Just before you could step foot over the line of the door, her hand grapped your stomach and brought you close towards her chest.

" did you forget the occasion or were you originally planning to go to a strip club for some extra cash?" She asked, again you couldn't breathe. She was toxic, like a drug. Her scent was luring. It's like everything about this woman was a trap. She's to good to be true. You removed her hand from your stomach noticing that her hands are vainy. You gulped as you tried your best to suppress the moan that was itching to be realesed from your throat.

You waved at abby and her friend as they made their way inside of Abbys room to continue playing with their dolls. You turned around to look at the woman slowly sipping her coffee as she stared at you intensely. You cringed as you placed both your hands on your hips.

You averted your gaze away from hers, looking around the house you noticed that it wasn't bad. It was quite very modern and slightly fancy, it was small but the coziness of it definitely won over that speculation. You turned back around and to your surprise the blondie was smoking, you sighed as walked up to her. Her eyes immediately locked on yours, so hooded and lingering, filled with what seems to be lust and desire.

" look little girl, if your here to annoy me, just go home, I mean your presence isn't even needed here, abby has me. She surely doesn't need a slut to take care of her i mean come on-" you zoned out, your face showing pure disbelief as you felt utter disrespect. What did she just call you?.... you felt your body shake with rage as your jaw tensed. You were the type of person to have watery eyes when you were angry.

You looked at her badge and saw her name.

" how about you go fuck yourself vanessa, mhm how about that. And who are you to call me a fucking slut? Atleast you've never fucked me. You know what I'll leave and make sure you explain in perfect detail to mike why I left, you little shit" you stormed into the bathroom in a way of trying to calm your nerves.

After some time the door to the bathroom opened and closed. You looked into the mirror only to make eye contact with Vanessa. Before either of you could utter a word to eachother she grabbed your hair from behind forcing you to arch your back as her chest pressed against your back.

You let out a soft whimper looking up at her through the mirror, teary-eyed. Her eyes were dark and sultry as they bore into your soul setting you on fire. She brought her lips close to your ear and her tongue gently licked your earlobe before pulling it into her mouth and sucking on it before her hand that wasn't occupied in your hair travled down your body.

" vanny please-" at this point you could feel as your moral side betray you. your mind went completely fuzzy, your body yearned for her touch, her touch, the touch of the devil herself.

" begging already sweetie, thought you told me to go fuck myself, now you want mommy to fuck you? Is that it?" She asked tugging on your hair harshly, you moaned as your eyes rolled back slightly when her cold finger tips brushed against your clothed cunt.

" so desperate for mommy.... I asked a question slut, do you want me to fuck you" her tone was harsh and demanding as she spanked your ass before rubbing it slightly after you cried out. Making eye contact with her again you noticed she had something in the pocket of her police vest. Something rather bulged and purple colored.

You breath hitched as you groaned in desperation rubbing your thighs together for relief. Upon noticing this vanessa smiled before spanking you again which naturally caused you to reopen your legs, giving her the perfect access needed to get to your cunt. She used her hands to pull down your tank top exposing your breast to her as your nipples erected from the temperature in the room.

You turned your body around swiftly connecting your lips with hers in a heated kiss, as if the bathroom wasn't humid already. Vanessa smirked against your lips as she listened to the whiny sounds you made in attempt to get up onto the counter. She tapped your legs, a way of telling you to jump in which you did before she gently placed you onto the counter.

She pulled away from the kiss leaving a small bridge of saliva from your mouth back to hers. She hitched your skirt up around your abdomen, eyes flicking back up to yours. She watched as you nodded and bit your bottom lip before she proceeded to kneel.

Her tongue ran over the areas of your inner thighs causing you to slightly shiver, your head falling back against the mirror. She smirked before grabbing the hemming of your lace panties - God you really came prepared for her to fuck you. She pulled your panties to the side while still maintaining her mission on leaving only marks for her to see inside of your thighs.

The cold air on your cunt was driving you crazy, you needed her so unbelievably bad, you've had sex with other women but none has come close to making you feel how vanessa is currently making you feel - as if you were floating to a place far, far away where the two of you would be able to fuck forever.

Your fingers intertwined in her golden locks, pulling her face towards your cunt but vanessa was quick, she immediately pulled alway before coming face to face with you. Her eyes were lidded and not a sheer piece of mercy was evident in them. Her gaze dropped to your breast before returning to your eyes.

Again with that Goddam smirk. You gasped as she latched her mouth onto your left nipple, your head fell back as your eyes closed in utter pleasure. You felt as her cold finger tips wonder down your belly, mound then slowly as they crept all the way down to your slit before sandwiching two fingers into your slit as slightly stretched your hole without thrusting her fingers into you.

" oh god- fuck- vanessa please" your moan was soft and breathy as it almost came out as a whisper or a plea. Vanessa's tongue continued to suck horrendously on your small bud as her tongue swirled and poked at it now and then. She chuckled darkly feeling your hips lift in attempt to reach or receive some sort of friction or pleasesure.

" such a good girl mommy" she muttered before releasing your bud with a small ' pop' sound. She gaved you a sinister look before her finger tip began to rub tight , fast circles around your clit. Again your head fell back, grabbing her biceps your back arched off the counter slightly as you lost all control to your moral self, every single ounce of self respect that was left in you.

Vanessa now owned you and your mind, you were now hers.

She could feel as your pussy covered her finger in a new layer of wetness. She watched as your thighs trembled slightly. She gazed up at you but your eyes were already focused on her slender fingers rubbing big circles on your puffy bud. Your skin was drenched in sweat as your chest rised and fell with every breath you took. Feeling your oragsm quickly approaching.

An idea popped into her head and she immediately followed suit. She wanted to see, really how far you'd go for her. She stopped fingering your clit and slid that same finger down to your aching hole before teasing you by circling around it very, very slowly almost not even moving at all.

She chuckled as she felt you clench around nothing.

" Pleasepleaseplease" you whispered as a prayer. She leaned down towards your neck, slowly leaving open mouthed kisses down your drenched skin and your collarbone, causing you to shiver. It's safe to say that you were an absolute raging needy whore for her and only her.

Her hot breath tortured your neck as she spoke up" what do you want my love? Use your words" she husked, her voice deep and husky, slowly draining you of all you sanity. Suddenly you felt as she thrusted two fingers into your cunt, curling her fingers at the right spot as your gummy walls clamped down on her fingers, greedily begging her to stay.

You eyes rolled back as you let out a pornographic moan. Again she removed her fingers from you hole causing you to sigh in utter frustration. At this point you were getting fed up, you wanted what you wanted and she wasn't giving you what she said she'd provide.

" fuck! Would you just fuck me already bitch!" You realized what had just come out of your mouth when vanessa entire face went dark. Her pupils completely delayed. You couldn't read her expressions or even break down what could possibly be thinking. You've never regretted anything in your life more than this moment.

"I'm sor-" before you could finish your sentence you felt a hot stink across your cheek. You turned to look at vanessa, shocked. Did she just... slap you..... you'd probably slap her back but God it just made you get wetter.

" do it again" Vanessa's eyebrow quirked as a slight curve appeared on her lips but just as fast as it appeared it disappeared. Her hand came down again on your cheek causing you to whimper. You felt as her hand gripped your neck in a rather harsh manner. She brought your face closer to hers, lips inches around.

This woman would be the death of you.

Not only was she older by twelve years, she's blonde, has blue eyes, a hot cop and she's rough.

Her hands squeezed your cheeks, snapping you out of your trance. You definitely ignited something mysterious within her, another side that you were longing to see. To feel .

" do not fuck with me little girl. I will fuck you up" her voice crack a little and you tried - you really tried with every cell in your body not to laugh but just your human. Vanessa tightened her grip around your neck and slammed your head against the mirror causing you to moan.

" you take me for a joke? That's what it is? I'll show you the real joke" although you had no clue what she meant you had the perfect idea what she was referring too. Vanessa got up and unzipped her pocket, she pulled out a small shiny pink circle looking object before kneeling again. You felt as her tongue flicked up and down your slit twice before the small object slipped into you.

" get dressed" she demanded and you just compiled. After fixing your clothing as best as possible. you exited after her to find abby and her friend eating Mac and cheese and Mike standing in the kitchen making bacon and grilled cheese sandwich. You froze.

Vanessa was already sitting at the dinner table smoking a cigarette as if nothing had just happened. When she looked eyes on you she immediately averted them back towards mike. She cleared her throat mike turned around to face Vanessa before glancing up at you. He smiled softly.

" hi y/n! So glad you made it, I trust that you two have been getting along?" You nodded and he smiled before glancing over at vanessa who was breathing smoke through her nose, eyes fixed on you, making you shiver as you quickly look away. She left you so needy and destroyed begging for her mercy.

Poor Mike, only if he knew what went down in his bathroom. The sinful Arora he would smell if he were to enter it now. The sweat of the counter, fog on the glass. The smell of sex would haunt him forever.

" I know how...well... unreasonable vanessa can be at time, anyway I came home early for lunch so I thought I'd make us some, wanna stay for some?" He asked and that's when you felt it. The vibrations, the intense shocking in your vagina. You grabbed onto the counter as you let out a small mouth which you covered up as a groan.

" sorry. Its just Cramps. girl stuff" Mike nodded in understanding.

" let me get you my mom's old hot water and jel compress" he said before he left to go into the bedroom. You felt Vanessa's piercing gaze. Gazing over at her you both locked together in a trance. She winked at you just as Mike returned. You thanked him and he went back to cooking.

Neither of you broke your gazes. You knew things were about to get heated as she secretly showed you her phone with the vibrators settings. Your chest continued to rise and fall as the ache between your legs only continued to grew. Vanessa shelly will be the death of you.

#fnaf vanny #vanessa shelly #five nights at freddy's #wlw fanfic #wlw smut #babysiter smut #marilynthornhilllover fanfics #wlw police office smut #Spotify

[tassodelmiele]

Noisy little mess

Hi sweetie ⁓

I'm actually surprised someone appreciated my little attempt.

I'm jiggling happily, even though you can't see.

Also, I'm unexpectedly enjoying writing in english, so as long as whatever I'm goddamn studying will let me, I'll keep on with this experiment.

I hope you like it!

Also forgive me again for any mistakes, english has too many consonants that are not pronounced and I mess up every time

DISCLAIMERS: no smut (sowwy) just some recollection of dirty moments, GhostxReader and Soap and Gaz 'cause finally they're throw into this mess, arguing (again), the gnome-nickname thing, blame shifting (again), how-not-to-do-training, ignoring doctor's advices, insubordination and yells ('cause me too i yell like an eagle when i'm angry), mask covering embarrassment

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Second part here:

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And you do. You ask. And you shouldn't have.

«Of fucking course we noticed. It was like ye were constantly overwhelmed by…i don't know what, i've not a degree in women's hormones»

Johnny sips his morning coffee with nonchalance, while Gaz nods, sitting in front of the two of you. 

You're almost gonna faint. 

«And…and why the hell none have told me-»

«Oh, sure lassie, and how do ye think ye would have taken the news? "Hey dall, you know that ye're almost dripping from your panties?"»

Gaz throws a towel at him, but he agrees with another nod.

«Speak as you eat> he scolds him, then he turns at you: <he's right, though. You've acted weird the whole two last days. Why are you asking?»

 You bury your head in your hands, swallowing breakfast as it is dry sand in your throat.

«…nevermind. I'm just sorry at this point»

«There's no use lassie, we know ye» Soap's arm surrounds you, squeezing away a little bit of the anguish. «And ye'r not the only girl at the base, ya know? It happens»

«Seriously?»

«'F course»

«…my god. So now you know the period calendar of every female being at the base?»

«Kinda»

«…mh»

«Is he bothering you?»

You look at Gaz. He seems concerned and curious, and you don't really want him to be none of that. You don't know what to answer anyway, and reply arrives with ten seconds of delay:

«…he?»

«Ghost»

You shiver instinctively. And you know for sure that Johnny has felt you, but you shake your head like hell, pretending vigorously that you don't even know what Gaz's talking about.

«Why?»

«We've seen him around you a lot. And he could be demanding when someone's not giving his best at training. And…»

«…ye'r clearly not doing it» Soap ends the sentence with a teasing smile.

You answer with a pout, flexing your muscles.

«That's totally untrue. I'm always at my best»

«Raise your levels than, since i think he's ready to squeeze you like a lemon today»

It seems like Gaz 's talking really philosophically this morning. You raise an eyebrow at him, then follow his gaze behind you.

And you gulp, seeing a big, dark figure walking toward the table.

You swallow an oatmeal crumb, risking choking on yourself. Then a firm, strong grip holds your shoulder, making your bones crack like they're made out of crackers.

Ghost's voice hits you like a truck.

«I was wondering what could've made you late for the training». He glares at you from the top. «Breakfast. Of fucking course»

You hear the light laugh of Soap and Gaz, who're apparently taking the Lt.'s threatening as a funny joke. You're not. You're shivering, swallowing hot air, lowering your eyes deeper and deeper in the oatmeal. Your heart skips a beat as he tightens his hold on you.

«You have one minute»

And you swallow a "yes sir" in a breath.

Today is not your day. Not at all.

You've already noticed it, but it is clearer now that you're in the middle of the training field, with everyone's eyes on you, while your Lt. (who's fingered you, like, two days ago) has just chosen you for fight practice.

You're sweating like hell, taking deep breaths. You're already drained, even if everything you've done till now is just tryna not to be touched by his fists; and he's trying to knock you out with way more diligence than you've thought.

You're dodging, your legs tremble at every sudden jerk you make to avoid crushing your nose on his fists, and the tactic seems to be working till he reaches your leg with a kick. You fall on your back, hitting your head on the ground like an idiot, and he's on you in a blink of an eye, squeezing your wrist in one hand and your throat in the other.

You panic.

And the tiniest of the whines break on your lips.

He squeezed harder all of a sudden, gripping your throat with full strength, gazing at you with a strange, really odd sight. Like he's annoyed, angry and aroused at the same time. 

He lets you go, and you start to cough, with your throat bruised and your head and lungs hurting. You glare at him, and he does the same.

He spits out a cold: «what?» as if he's throwing an ice cubes bucket at you.

«Is not that fair» you don't fear to answer honestly, even if you're voice is being squeezed out of your lungs «fighting with a girl who's 30 cm smaller than you»

«Oh, my bad. And, out of curiosity…» he lowered his face down to you, pinning you to the ground with just his sight «what are you planning to do if you'll face an enemy my size?»

«Shot at him»

«Good one, gnome. But you're disarmed by now»

«…run, then. Hide, i dunno. There's no point in start a fight that's lost from the beginning»

And he smile. You know he's smiling, part 'cause the others rookies surrounding you are watching in total silence as they're afraid he might choose one of them to break their bones (and he might); and part 'cause he knows he's in control. 

He suddenly breath, sharp like a knife: «than, run»

You stare at him.

He's joking…right?

No.

He's not.

And you understand it as he stands up in all of his height, grabbing you by the arm and lifting your weight as if it's nothing. You stumble on your feet, breath still scattered, and again he glares at you, shouting a clearer:

«Run»

Your legs move by themselves.

You find yourself running like hell throughout the training field, clearly feeling his presence behind you, and you know how goddamn fast he is. You skip through other training groups. slipping between obstacles, your eyes fixed in front of you and your lungs about to explode. You keep going for what's like an eternity, and when you think you're doing it…

a firm grip holds you by the arm. Your body is forced to stop so suddenly that your breath is broken under the pressure of an opposite force throwing you on the ground. Your spine is smashed on the field, lungs are shaking and throbbing in your ribcage and, as you turn over on your stomach to try and get up again, he just kicks you in the back, grabbing your arm and pin it behind you so tight, rotating it with a lot of strength.

Too much strength,

And you yell like an eagle, feeling the nerve in your elbow cry as it turns on itself.

«Ulnar nerve compression»

Doc is so professional in front of you two, who, on the other hand, seems like a cat and its owner at the vet after a bad fight.

Ghost is clearly embarrassed. He's trying to be professional and stern, but he can't even face your gaze, which is ice-cold. You're sitting next to him, your arm bandaged just as much as it is needed to make sure you don't move it, and you're trying to squeeze a laser beam out of your eyes and make your lieutenant into a strainer.

What in the actual fuck

«Do not move it for a day. It is better for you to make it rest, otherwise you can make other damages. And» doctor gaze at Ghost under his little round glasses «please, be more careful with the training»

It seems like he would like to add something (it's the third time in a month Ghost nearly breaks someone's body part just for training), but the doctor just sighs. He let you two get out of the infirmary, and as soon as you're alone in the corridor Ghost collect his breath to shout a not so convinced:

«…i'm sorry»

But this time you're ready.

«No. No, you're not»

«I am»

«You're just amused»

He stops, looking at you while you walk away in all of your 165 cm of glory and stillness. Then he reaches you again, not daring to touch any part of your body since he's already done enough damage.

«What does that even mean?»

«It means that you enjoy being able to crush whoever you want with bare hands»

«Like 's something the others don't enjoy»

«Not in that way». You raise your bandaged arm, hissing a painful breath. «We were training! Why couldn't we just do it normally?»

«Fight practice is normal, gnome»

«Not like that! My elbow had turned fucking purple!»

«You could've just run faster»

You stop. Your face jerks toward him, glaring at his goddamn mask like you're gonna spit fire from your mouth, and you have to look like a crazy owl since he doesn't seem to be frightened.

«Look» you start, restraining yourself from yelling «I'm not the best soldier, but I've never had problems with any of my superiors, i do my work and i don't act like a pussy. But I'm human. Ok? H-u-m-a-n»

«Seems like you know your limits»

«Of course i do, that's why-»

«You could've just told me to stop»

«Why me?!» you suddenly hiss through your teeth, looking desperately at the man who seems to enjoy your incoming aneurysm. «We…we used to eat the same breakfast, laughing with your team, speaking about cats in the morning…why have you started to play this goddamn game with me?? What has changed in two days?»

«You»

He breathes the answer like it is obvious, and your brain glitch for a second.

«…what?»

«You've changed» 

«Are you joking with me? What-how would i…»

Then you start connecting dots. Your gaze meets him again, piercing his mask.

«…is it because of that night? Is it still because of my goddamn moaning?»

And you know he's embarrassed.

You know it, since he doesn't know where to put his hands, and how to look properly at you. He rushes to speak again, choking the sudden loss of words in a stern: «I've already explained: it's your behavior»

«Seriously? You can't go forward? Did it seriously hit you that bad?»

«Don't» and he gives back the piercing-sight «play with me, gnome. Watch your fucking mouth»

«I've literally done nothing»

«You breath»

You raise your eyebrows, charge your voice and blow your cheeks: «oh, i'm so sorry if i function like a human being!»

«Is how you do it, you stupid little-»

«Oh no, don't you dare try to-»

«To what?»

«To put the blame on me!»

«Well i can't do that much 'bout it!»

Voices are lowering a little too much outside the infirmary. You stop your feet, turn again at him and stare at his glare with arms crossed, ready to scold your superior (even if it is the most stupid thing to do)...

but you shut.

He's a few steps away from you, eyes down on the floor and head a little titled. Your jaw dropped a little.

«…are you flustered?»

You can clearly see his brain snapping at light fast. And you know well how better it is for you to shut, pretend nothing happened and go away on your feet (till you've got functioning legs), but you can't do much about how fast your mouth opens, and your voice starts to come dangerously out in a whispered:

«Am i really turning you on?»

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#fanfiction #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty #cod fanfic #ghost x you #Yes i write something about Simon Riley getting flustered #But there are no evidences we can cover everything in mud #Also i didn't realize till now that Johnny Soap McTavish drinks coffee in the morning #Not like the other english whatever who inject tea in their veins #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #I'm having so much fun writing arguments #Too much dialogues #I'm sorry #No i'm not #Do men really care about menstruations? #part 3

[withacapitalp]

She's Still Here Pt 2

Pt 1 Link to ao3

“Hey. School today was pretty cool,”

Why would I care about school? School doesn’t mean anything to me now. I'm dead.

“.......”

“Nancy was over the other day. She was crying a lot. I didn’t really know what to do, so I just kinda rubbed her back? I don’t know if she liked it. Did you ever help her when she was upset? Should I be doing something special?”

Nancy likes tea with lemon and honey after she cries. She also hates anyone watching her like that, so she probably loathed every second of it. You would know that if you knew her at all. 

“.......”

“I’m going to the movies with Jonathan on Friday. It’s kind of weird that it’s just the two of us…I don’t think he likes me all that much, but I wanna try, you know?”

You were a total ass to him. He doesn’t owe you anything. 

“.......”

“Tommy won’t look at me anymore. I think he’s decided the best way to go about things now is pretending I never existed. I think I understand a bit better why you were so upset that night. I should’ve been nicer. I'm sorry about that,” 

….yes, you should have. I also shouldn’t have ever come here. He shouldn't be treating you like that.

“.......”

“Do you even want me talking to you? I can stop. If it’s like upsetting or…well, you don’t have to talk back, but I’ll keep hanging out with you. If you ever want me to stop, just give me a sign or something,” 

I don’t know. I hate you. You’re a jerk, and you’re not good enough for Nancy, and I died at your house. But I think I might go crazy if you stop talking to me, and I don’t think you have anyone else to talk to either. 

“.......”

“Do you get cold? Do you maybe want to come inside?” 

I can’t feel anything at all...but I want to come inside. I just don't know how to move anymore. 

“.......”

“Jonathan likes the camera. I gave it to Nancy to give to him. I don’t think Jonathan would accept it from me. He likes it though! He showed us a bunch of pictures he took. They were really good,” 

Why do you care so much? Why do you want Jonathan Byers to like you this badly? You already have Nancy, you don’t need to butter her up. 

Do you want to be his friend just because?

“.......”

“Your parents started having me and Nancy come over for dinner once a week. It’s a nice house, cozy. Not saying like- your parents are just nice people you know? It’s sweet,” 

I miss my mom. I miss my dad of course, but I miss my mom so badly it hurts. Could you tell her what happened? I don’t want her to wait forever for me to come home. Could you bring her here? I want to be able to talk to her one last time, and you could help me with that. You would if I asked. I know you would. I just have to ask. 

“.......”

“My dad told me if I don’t bring my grades up he’s going to make me wish I was never born.”

Your dad is terrible to you. Like really bad. It’s kind of crazy that Steve 'The Hair' Harrington has such a fucked up family. Either way, you shouldn’t listen to a word either of them says…and you should stay at Nancy’s the night report cards come out. They’ll leave again eventually, but till then it isn’t safe for you to be here. I hate that I just have to listen as they tear you apart. I hate that I can’t tell them to stop. I hate that the only person who would hear me is you. 

“.......”

“Sorry I come out here so late. I just don’t sleep so good anymore,” 

I know. I hear you screaming at least twice a week. Is that why you don’t let Nancy stay over anymore? Maybe you just like her house better. You can come talk to me though. I should start talking back. I should help you. I think you need help. 

“.......”

“It’s my birthday. I’m 18 today. I don’t feel any different. Mrs. Wheeler made a cake, and then Nancy and Jonathan took me to the movies. It was fun.  I- it’s gonna sound stupid, because I know we weren’t friends and you probably hate my guts, but I wish you could’ve been there. I think it would’ve made Nancy happy.”

I’m never going to get to have another birthday. You’re right. We aren’t friends. 

But I don’t think I hate you anymore. I know too much of you now.  

“.......”

Tag List: @afewproblems @dilutedpondwater'

((Incase it was confusing the italics are Barbara's thoughts. She never actually answers Steve.....yet))

#ghost whisperer au #Steve harrington #Barbara holland #Nancy wheeler #stancy #st #stranger things #st au #stranger things au #Steve can talk to ghosts #steve harrington #st drabble #stranger things 1 #stranger things ficlet #st ficlet #she's still here #Jonathan byers #Steve harringtons parents #Steve harringtons dad #Liam speaks up #Writing(withacapitalW)

[midnightmoonytales]

Take a Break: R.L.

Summary: Being a professor has its ups and downs and it holds a lot of responsibility. Remus comes to remind you that it is okay to take a break. A/N: Nothing is more important than your health, your mind and body need breaks. That's something I'm still trying to remind myself to this day. Not Edited

The end of the last term was approaching quickly, piles amongst piles of end-of-term essays and overdue homework swelled on your desk. There weren't enough hours in the day to get everything you needed done. More often than not, you had found yourself taking papers to your chambers once dinner was over to continue working.

Students rushed out of their seats as soon as class was dismissed, opting to spend their last Friday in the cool air before professors started passing out reviews for OWLS and NEWTS. Hardly could blame them, often reminiscing on the days when you used to bask in the sunshine near the shore of the Black Lake or when you would attend the plethora of parties hosted.

Lighting a few candles with a set of muggle matches you were gifted for the holidays, quickly getting to work. The obstreperous moving through the halls dying out on your ears as you honed in on the first stack of papers for tonight. Fortunately, having already managed to get a fairly sized portion of the way through earlier today.

The sound of your classroom door opening pulled your attention away from the paper you were grading. Squinting your eyes, the brightness of the light coming from the hall casting over the person standing in the doorway burning your eyes. Taking your glasses off in the hope of relieving the sensation a tad bit. "I had a feeling I would find you here," Remus sighed as he came across the classroom with two plates of food, "You've missed dinner." Pulling out the essay you were working on from under you, placing one of the plates of food he brought in its place instead.

"I'm sorry, I just had a lot to grade and lost track of time." You mumbled, slipping your glasses back on. You truly hadn't realized how long you were working for. Most of the candles already burned out completely. The sound of a chair screeching against the floor brought your attention to the lanky man, placing the chair in front of your desk where he placed a plate for himself.

"I'm not mad, Dove." He said thickly, "I just wish you would not overwork yourself," His eyes bore into you; he hated seeing you so overworked that you forgot to take care of yourself. He knew the struggles of being a professor and he understood why you would stay up so late, but at the end of the day you were his partner; he despised seeing you like this. You went out of your way to care for him every month, it was now his turn to take care of you. "Once you're done eating I'll draw us a bath, yeah?" Knowing he was right, you nodded, a night with your husband sounded much better than being hunched up in a classroom grading all night.

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[sillyromance]

Hello! I don’t know if you know this character well enough, but I’ll try my best. Can you please make some kind of scenario with G1 Sunstreaker?

Good day, dear anonymous!

I'm very sorry that completing this has taken so much time... But, finally, I've come up with an idea for the writing. Perhaps, it has turned out too fluffy...

Nevertheless, hope you enjoy!

Not alone.

- Y/n!

You turned – your eyes locked on the lemon-yellow frame of Sunstreaker. Your big autobot friend had just returned from the mission: his crimson brother was somewhere nearby too since you could hear his loud crispy voice; he was buzzing annoyingly like a big bug in a child's fist. Definitely, boasting again… If there was a battle, those two inevitably found themselves right in the middle of it – and none of the twins was shy to show off, talking about their victories and crazy adventures. Though, that time it seemed like one of the young heroes decided to spend some time with a little human instead…

- Hi, pal! How’s it goin’? – You tried to make your voice sound in the most optimistic way possible, though a careful listener would easily recognise you pretended.

- We’ve fried some ‘cons, obviously! You should have seen how their armor got covered with that appetizing crisp! – He went down on his knee, his blue optics looking attentively in your eyes. – A usual day, really… But I see there’s somethin’ wrong. Mind to tell me?

- It's nothing. Well... I don’t know. It’s not that important. – Your gaze avoided his, your hands going back and forth, rubbing your hips and leaving long white stripes on the jeans.

There were many other bots around. Optimus, Ironhide, First Aid… Of course, they were very compassionate and understanding - but you didn’t want to talk about your problems while it was so crowded. As for Sunny, you felt grateful for being cared about, especially if it was someone who usually cared about himself more than about anyone else… Still, such stuff were not for everyone to know…

There were many things going wrong in your life lately. It would be hard to count them all… However, it didn’t mean you would let yourself act like a baby and cry on a random shoulder – no matter fleshy or steely. The bots and people working with them had a lot of things to do. Decepticons never lost a chance to cause even a tiny trouble – though, honestly, usually it was a complete disaster. It was a war… There was no time for being weak. The world wouldn’t save itself.

Sunstreaker titled his helm on a side and smiled softly.

- I thought of a ride around the base… I wondered if you'd like to join me, huh? I doubt you will reject such a cool guy like me.

- Sure not, Sunny. – You couldn’t help but smirked teasingly at his charming behaviour. - Though, I’m afraid to burn down like those ‘cons. It’s getting kinda hot around here, haven't you noticed?

He laughed lightheartedly, you accompanied him. Then he turned into his vehicle mode. Getting in the car, you heard Wheeljack calling for you two:

- Hey, guys! Where are you going?

- Oh, doc! It's just a little ride!

- Don’t you remember, Streaker – you and Sideswipe are helping me in the lab this evenin’!

- Don’t worry, doc! You know, you can count on us!

- Yeah… I don't think so after the previous time I…

- Whatever, bye!

Before the inventor could say anything else, the Lamborghini drove off the place at full speed, heading to the exit.

Evening air was refreshing; it carried soothing scents of warm sand and wild flowers. Rubby-gold clouds swam in the peach sky; tired ochre sun was slightly touching the edge of the horizon. The bot was silent. It was a little bit surprising, though you was grateful. You didn’t want to chat at that moment.

Looking at the rocky, orange landscape, you sighed with satisfaction. That was exactly that you needed. Noisy and humid atmosphere of the base tired you up; Sunstreaker saw this perfectly at the very minute he spotted you on that corner. He knew you well enough. You two didn’t waste much time on long preludes at the first meeting and got along just fine. The more you hanged out together, the closer you became. So, you quickly reached the point when friends start reading each other’s minds.

He was enjoying your presence, your body lying conveniently on his cushy seats and your hands touching the steering wheel. Though you weren't a cybotronian, you were one of the most important souls in the world for him – after his beloved brother, of course. And your low spirit concerned him much. He really wanted to speak to you there and then, however, he saw it wasn’t a good moment. Well, you would be at your secret place soon anyways – there he would ask…

After one-two kilometers he slowed down and pulled over to the side road which soon made its way upwards a sloping hill. There were much more plants than before; slim and dry trunks of acacias surrounded you, throwing long lavender shades at the car and the passenger inside. Endless blue sea of the heavens was broken into pieces of rainbow glass with thin, blooming brunches. The bot stopped; you hopped out and ran forward to a long pink cliff looming behind the trees. Sunstreaker followed, already on his feet too.

The cliff was a good spot for relaxation. It was calm, quiet, peaceful; a colorful blooming plain and a small bunch of the trees created a beautiful, almost wild landscape. Everywhere you could see was a domain of prairie. Though, downwards, there was a small town in a valley; the streetlights always switched on pretty early, they looked like fireflies sitting on the ancient eastern carpet. At that moment they were shining too – tiny stars floating in the violet air. Tough stone was drowning in plants; yellow grass tickled your bare ankles. The grove on the left rustled softly in the coming twilights; wide waves were walking over the fields.

- So… Now, we are alone. – The bot began, looking at the transparent, smoky moon starting its way above the world. – Maybe, now could you tell me?

You shrugged your shoulders, then looked at your boots – a tiny ant was running around your foot helplessly. You took a long stalk and helped the insect down on the ground.

- I don’t know. It’s… a lot.

The bot chuckled.

- I’m all audio sensors.

- Since when have you become so thoughtful, buddy?

- Since I’ve known you!

- Really? Ok, ok…

You were talking till the sun sat and the sky got covered in its cute glittering freckles. The wind rose; it was already chilly, almost cold. Thin summer shirt wasn’t able to protect you from the cooling night weather. You rubbed your forearms, trying to regain warmth; Sunstreaker glanced at your shivering figure, worried.

- Are you cold, little one? – He asked.

- Yeah… A bit. I think, it would be better for us to return.

- Agreed… - He responded, transforming…

At base everyone had been sleeping when you came. Trying not to wake the comrades up (especially, Wheeljack), you sneaked inside and turned into one of the corridors, heading to your quarters.

- Are you sure you’ll be all right on your own? – Your friend kneeled and let you climb on his large flat palm. His optics were gleaming softly in the darkness.

- Are there any other options? – You smiled.

- Well… - His voice became shaky. – I could… take you with me…

- It would be uncomfortable for both of us, don’t you think?

He thought for a minute or two, then turned to you, expression of his faceplate showing a mix of hope and... embarrassment?!

- Actually, I have an idea… But I don’t know if you…

- Just say it out loud, boy.

He took a deep “breath”, stabilizing his systems.

- I could… I could put you in my fuel tank. So, you would be safe while sleeping and… not alone as well.

You heart skipped a beat.

- Wait, wait, wait… But transformers’ fueltanks work in the same way human stomachs do, don’t they?

- Still, we can’t process organic materials, remember?

He had a point. You exhaled.

- Right… Nevertheless, it sounds so crazy…

- I understand. So... It’s your choice.

You rubbed your chin, considering the offer. On one hand, you were about to be swallowed(!) alive by a metal titan and spend a whole night inside him without any guaranties that something wouldn’t go wrong. But at the same time, he was your best friend; you could trust him. After all, that all was just a matter of trust.

You met his gaze once again - the bot waited for your decision, though you could see the flames of impatience jumping in his optics.

- I… I don’t mind. I know you won’t hurt me.

You could tell he was happy to hear that; tension released the bot’s figure, he grinned joyfully like a big cat.

- Wow! Thank you, Y/N! I swear it's gonna be the best experience possible for you!

- Fine, big guy! Let’s get it over with…

He opened the door of the room he and his brother were sharing. Sideswipe was snoring peacefully on his berth; he didn’t notice neither of you and didn’t hear how Sunstreaker closed the door and lied on his own bed.

- Shhhh… - He whispered as he saw you trying to say something. – He won’t bother us. Sides won’t open his optics even if the skies crack on two.

You giggled. But the bot’s faceplate suddenly went sober.

- Are you still sure?

You nodded confidently.

- Perfect… If anything scares you, just call for me - I'll stop and let you out. Don’t be shy, Ok?

- Ok.

- Good… Now, please, hold still…

His grip tightened a little as you were lifted to his opening mouth. Your feet were laid on something wet and warm – it wrapped around them, coating you in heavy, slick slime. Tingles ran down your spine as you realized it was his glossa tasting you, and the slime was the drool coaxing your limbs, preparing you for… for the way down. Sunstreaker’s throat produced a silent moan of pleasure – it seemed he liked your flavor! Huh… You couldn’t help but blushed, thinking about you being such a tasty tiny candy.

Meanwhile, the bot very gently pushed you further, to the pharynx. Your hands finally met with the pulsing, smooth tongue which leaned to them eagerly, then slipped behind you back. The servo loosened up; now you were in the bot’s mouth entirely, being held by his long, plushie glossa. Misty, hot air filled your lungs; it was too dark to see, but you could feel your toes wriggling in the open space – the awaiting entrance of the esophagus. Streams of oily saliva vanished in that black hole with loud, delicious sounds of gulps. At first, they frightened you; instinctively, you grabbed the flesh of your improvised bed and made an attempt to crawl away from the danger. However, the very minute you did that, the swallows faded. Sunstreacker froze still, granting you a chance to stop – undoubtedly, it would disappoint him, but he didn’t want to startle his human friend. You took a big breath and forced yourself to calm down. There was nothing that would mean harm to you. The mech wouldn’t hurt you - he loved you! You went through so many things together – undeniably, he was reckless sometimes, but he wouldn’t do anything that would lead to death of those he valued the most.

Hesitantly, you patted the glossa – it licked your cheek playfully, comforting, then bend over, letting you slide back to the throat. Powerful metal muscles contracted around your ankles and tugged you in the comforting embrace of the esophagus.

Trembling, the bot outlined a small round bulge on his neck with his digit as you were fully pulled inside his throat. He swallowed hard, yet carefully, sending your warm, fragile body further down his huge tough body. The mech could still sense you wriggle, moving deeper and deeper inside beneath his chest plates. Some more slow seconds – and you arrived at your destination, being dropped into whining chamber of the alien “stomach”, making a nice little bulge on Sunstreaker’s abdomen.

His servo leisurely traced your path and stayed on the lump, massaging it slightly. Inside, it was gurgly and wet, but cozily warm and soft. You felt your friend’s indecisive caresses and pressed your hand against a thick grey wall permeated with long thin energon cables from the bottom to the top.

- How are you, Y/N? Is it OK?

- Yes, Sunny, it is. Don’t worry so much! You did great, by the way…

- Oh… That’s good to hear, I guess… You too.

- Thanks…

It was awkward to have a conversation in that position, so neither of you said a word anymore. You rested against the plump bumps of the fueltank rubbing at you lovingly; soothing quiet sparkbeat and dim light coming from the walls as well as gentle growling sounds and warmth made its work – your eyelids soon grew heavy, you yawned and snuggled into the squishy metal.

- Sweet dreams, Sunny.

The bot curled up around you, hugging his growling, full middle.

- Same for you, dear.

#extreme cuddling #soft vore #safe vore #transformers vore #transvoremers #willing pred #willing prey #g/t vore #g1 vore #sunstreaker vore #vore fluff #sfw vore

[petitelepus]

THE FOX'S WEDDING, PART 10

KITSUNE!RENGUKO KYOJURO X FEM!READER

Summary: You host a scary movie night with the Kitsune brothers and get a little tipsy.

Warnings: Drinking, Kissing

A/N: Female Reader, Kitsune Kyojuro, Kitsune Senjuro, Kitsune Rengoku, Monster Musume!AU

PART 1 II PART 2 II PART 3 II PART 4 II PART 5 II PART 6 II PART 7 II PART 8 II PART 9 II PART 10 II PART 11 II PART 12 II PART 13 II PART 14 II PART 15 II PART 16 II PART 17 II PART 18 II PART 19

Life went on with you and the Kitsune brothers, but now after your special night during the last full moon, Kyojuro noticed that you were stealing a lot of glances at him. At first, he didn't think much of it, thinking that you just really liked him… Which was true, but you liked him more than he could ever imagine.

So a couple of days passed and you, the fox brothers were going to be watching this horror movie called 'A Nightmare On Elm Street' and you and Senjuro were currently shopping for food, treats, and drinks.

You were excited when you found out that the younger brother seemed to enjoy horror-related stuff just as much as you did! Apparently, he had found your horror manga and despite being a little startled, he enjoyed them very much. So much in fact that he wanted to see a classical horror movie and you thought about the movie with Freddy Krueger as the bad guy, but you couldn't find the original one so the remake from 2010 had to do.

"Big sis…?" Senjuro looked at you and you blinked, realizing that you were staring at the chips shelf like you were in a coma. You turned to look at him and smiled, "I'm sorry Senjuro, what did you say?"

"How scary is this movie really?" He asked and you hummed as you you tried to remember, but it had been a while since you last time seen the said movie so you couldn't be sure.

"I can't remember." You replied honestly, "But not that scary that you would get nightmares."

"But…" The young boy blinked, "It's called 'A Nightmare On Elm Street'?"

"We can watch something else if you want-!"

"No!" He swallowed and put on a brave look, "I want to see it."

"Then, in that case…" You grinned as you looked at him, "You better get some movie snacks for yourself."

"How much should I get?" He asked and you smiled at how diligent he was. "Everything."

"You mean…?" His gorgeous eyes widened and you nodded, "You get to eat all candy, chips, and soda you want!"

"Really?" Oh, those eyes of his shined like stars and you were happy to see him so excited, "Yes! Go wild and grab anything you want. If you don't like something you picked then I think your brother will probably eat it without a problem."

"Alright!" Senjuro ran ahead to look for candy that he found interesting and wanted to try and you smiled as you followed him. This movie-night would be fun… But in reality, it was an excuse for you to get Kyojuro and that magical night the two of you had out of your mind.

As you followed Senjuro, you passed the alcohol aisle and you thought that hey, maybe you could have a couple of drinks? You grabbed yourself some hard lemonade and followed after the young fox brother to the candy aisle.

Soon the two of you were done with shopping and after buying everything you needed for dinner and movie night you made your way back home. The house was empty when you returned, but it was already pretty late so you figured that Kyojuro had gone out for a jog. His missing shoes were a clear clue.

So you and Senjuro put your groceries in their rightful places and got the dinner started. Oven vegetables such as carrots, cauliflower, and broccoli with some lemon pepper salmon. This was a simple dish to make and healthy as heck, so you didn't need Senjuro's help. No, you made him sit on the couch and relax for once. He was always helping you with housework, now was his turn to take things easy.

It took a moment for the veggies to cook properly, but you had no hurry since Kyojuro wasn't even home. Then, when the veggies were halfway done, you added salmon into the oven and while you were waiting you set the table… But soon both dishes were ready and there was no sign of your fiance. You had to take the food out of the oven or risk burning it.

"The food smells amazing," Senjuro said as he joined you in the kitchen and you nodded, but you weren't exactly smiling, "Thank you, but your brother isn't here yet…"

It was getting late… This wasn't like Kyojuro being late for dinner or any time when there was food served. You reached for your phone, ready to call him and ask where he was, but just as you did that, the front door opened and your fiance came back.

"I'm home!" He called and you rushed to welcome him back and call him to join you and Senjuro at the dinner table… But you were shocked when you saw that his clothes were torn and dirty and he looked like he was dragged through thornbushes.

"W-what happened!?" You asked, but just as Kyojuro was about to answer, you rushed to his side in panic and looked around him to see if he was hurt or worst.

"Hm! A little girl's cat was stuck in a tree so I stopped to help the little creature down!" The fox explained and you blinked, "What was that cat, a sabertooth tiger!?"

Your fiance just smiled until you sighed in relief, but just as you were about to scold him for doing something so dangerous he smiled as he sniffed the air while he was taking his shoes off. "It smells amazing here!"

"You're lucky, I just took the dinner out of the oven." You shook your head as you pointed at the toilet, "Go change and wash your hands before joining us at the dinner table."

"But my clothes-?"

"They are torn and beyond saving," You nodded, "We need to buy you new clothes, but these lasted for a good while."

"As my bride says!" Kyojuro nodded and rushed upstairs to freshen up, before joining you and his little brother on the dinner table. The three of you ate happily and once you were done with your veggies and fish, you chased the brothers out of the kitchen so you could clean the place before your movie night.

While you cleaned, you listened to Kyojuro tell Senjuro how exactly he saved the cat from the tree and you were reminded just how kind and sweet he was. Just like he was with you a couple of nights ago…

You found yourself reminiscing the night of the full moon when you had pleased yourself on your fiance's thigh and kissed him passionately… And just how kind and patient he was with you and your virgin heart.

Shaking your head, you tried to chase the memories and feelings they brought up away and instead, you went to get the drinks, took out the candy, and poured a generous amount of chips on a bowl before juggling everything into the living room.

"Movie time!" You cheered and Senjuro and Kyojuro immediately grabbed the bowl of chips and drinks from you and placed them safely on the coffee table. Once you placed the candy on the table, you made yourself comfortable on the couch, grabbed the remote, and opened the movie menu, ready to start your scary movie.

"Ready guys?" You asked and the brother nodded excitedly. You put the movie on, but just as it started, you remembered your own drinks. You quickly got up and fetched yourself a hard lemonade and joined the foxes on the couch.

Kyojuro took notice of your drink and got curious. "My Hime, what is that?"

"Ah, a little drink of my own." You nodded and he seemed satisfied with that and the two of you focuses on the movie.

The movie went on just as you remembered, Freddy Krueger haunting and killing teenagers. You weren't sure if it was really as scary as it was gory, but you enjoyed yourself and your drinks throughout the movie.

You took a peek at the brothers here and there and Kyojuro stared at the screen, not one bit scared, but Senjuro looked away during the goriest scenes. You kinda felt a little bad for picking such a gory movie as his first horror movie, but it was a classic, even if it was a remake, that usually had a bad reputation for not being as good as the original.

Once the movie ended, Kyojuro had eaten most of the snacks, Senjuro was a little startled, and you were a little tipsy. You hummed happily, your mind a little clouded thanks to the alcohol and you got up to clean, but your fiance quickly stood up and gently made you sit back down.

"Do not worry, me and Senjuro will clean this up!"

"But I-!"

"Have done enough!" Kyojuro smiled and pecked your forehead, "Rest my beloved!"

You did as he told you to, relaxing, and letting your body rest against the back of the couch. You sighed, letting your body go completely limp as you enjoyed yourself and the little buzz you were having due to alcohol.

A moment passed as you calmly listened to the brothers do what they did in the kitchen. You reached for your phone on the coffee table to check the time and saw it was already a little over 8pm. Huh, time sure passed when you were having a good time.

You hummed thinking about all the things you should do before heading to bed when suddenly Kyojuro popped up and sat across from you. "My Hime, are you feeling alright?"

"Yep, just a little tipsy." You nodded with a grin and your fiance nodded, "Do you need help to get to the bed?"

"I'm not that tipsy!" You laughed a little as you got up and you couldn't help but notice that Kyojuro followed your example, moving right behind you as if you could faint at any given moment and he would be there to catch you.

"Kyojuro, I'm not going to just pass out." You said, but you were also happy because of how thoughtful he was being, "I'm fine, trust me."

"I do trust you!" He nodded with that smile of his, "I just don't trust alcohol!"

"Ah-!" You blinked, remembering that both you and the Rengoku brothers had a bad history of alcoholism in your families. You hadn't even stopped to think how your fiance or his little brother would react to you drinking some.

You frowned as you realized that you might have offended them with your drinking. How could you be this selfish? Kyojuro and Senjuro were always so thoughtful, always thinking of others before themselves.

You turned to look at Kyojuro and cried out, "I- I'm sorry Kyojuro!"

"Hm!?" Your fiance blinked in shock, still smiling but even a tipsy person like you could tell that it was a tight smile.

"I should have asked if it was okay with you guys if I drank anything… I'm so sorry, I was such an idiot, please forgive me-!" You were cut off as you were suddenly embraced. You blinked, shocked, and looked to see Kyojuro hugging you close to his chest.

"Don't apologize when you have no reason to do so," He said gently and you pressed your cheek against his chest, "You're not mad at me…?"

"No, I'm not." He smiled as he petted your head, "It's not like you drank a whole bottle of sake or hurt anyone while under the influence of alcohol."

"I'm still sorry…" You mumbled and you could feel his chest vibrate against your face as he hummed thoughtfully, "And I keep telling you, not to… But I forgive you."

The two of you hugged for a minute, just enjoying each other's embrace… He was so warm and listening to his heart beat in his chest made you realize just how intimate this actually was. It was actually so intimate that you got flustered and had to pull away.

"Okay, so, uh, how about we settle for the night?" You asked and your fiance nodded and just as you got the words out, Senjuro joined you and his brother, "Is everything alright?"

"Yes," You and Kyojuro said in unison and then glanced at each other before smiling.

"I'll head to shower to clean up before bed!" Kyojuro said and you and Senjuro nodded as the two of you headed upstairs and towards your own rooms… But after the stairs and before either one of you made it to your rooms, the younger fox turned to look at you, "Big sis?"

"Yes, Senjuro?" You asked back and he looked a little uncertain, "I… I don't mind it if you drink a little bit if you really want to."

"Oh, Senjuro…!" You smiled a little sadly as you reached forward with your hand and gently ruffled the top of his head, the space between his fox ears, "I'll never drink like that. I promise."

"I trust you," He smiled a little and the two of you wished each other good night as you retreated back to your rooms to get some well-earned sleep. After changing clothes to your pajama shorts and T-shirt, you made yourself comfortable on your bed and peacefully closed your eyes, and prepared yourself for a trip to the dream world…

…Only, you couldn't sleep. One would think that falling asleep while tipsy would be as easy as pie, but you couldn't get even a wink of sleep.

You grumbled as you got up and decided to head downstairs and get some water for your parched mouth. One of the more unpleasant aftermaths of drinking. Once you had gotten your glass of water you felt a lot better. You yawned and headed back upstairs… Only you were so tired you accidentally walked to the first door and stepped into the wrong room.

Kyojuro's room and the said owner of the room was sitting on his bed, reading a book when you suddenly barged into his room. Tipsy and slow as you were, you blinked as you looked around in confusion and slowly you realized you were in the wrong room.

"This isn't my room." You blurted out and Kyojuro nodded as he put his book down on the small table by his bed. "My bride, did you get lost?"

"Yeah, um, sorry, I'll just-!" You were about to leave but the fox behind you called after you, "Come here!"

You stopped on the spot and glanced at your fiance over your shoulder, "What?"

"Come over here!" He raised his blanket and you blinked as your brains tried to make some sense of this situation you were in. Then suddenly, as if you were in a trance, you turned, walked over to his bed and you dove under the blanket…

…Only to find out that Kyojuro slept only in his boxers, but it was too late. It was like he was a venus flytrap and you were the bug lured in by the plant's sweet nectar. As soon as your body touched his bed, he threw his blanket over both of you, wrapped his arms around you, and hugged you tightly against that well sculptured body of his.

You were blushing from embarrassment, feeling his tight muscles press against your imperfect body. You tried to wiggle and get some space between the two of you, but the more you struggled, the harder you were pulled against that body of God's and you soon found yourself being the little spoon.

Suddenly, you didn't feel tipsy anymore. Apparently, nothing sobered you better than complete and utter shock.

"K- Kyojuro…!" You mumbled shyly as you tried not to look straight at him, for you were sure you would faint on the spot if you saw him properly while he was being almost naked.

"Yes, my beloved bride?" He asked as he held you and you felt your ears burning in embarrassment. "I can, uh, I can go sleep in my own room…"

"Too late!" The fox laughed happily, "I have you here in my arms where you belong!"

Ack, how could he say such cute and kinda romantic things like it was nothing!?

"I- if you won't let me go I'll bite you…!" You threatened, but it only made your fiance laugh harder and you pouted, "I swear, I will do it!"

"My bride is the cutest- Ouch!"

You did it, you actually bit his arm that was holding you against his chest, but as soon as he cried out you let go instantly.

"Ah-!" You gasped, immediately feeling bad for what you had done. Without wasting any time, you gently kissed the spot you had bitten, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-!"

"Don't worry my Hime, it didn't hurt!" Kyojuro smiled and he meant it, you had only pinched him with your teeth. No harm was done, but you didn't seem to catch the joke.

"Sorry…" You pouted as you kissed the spot again and the Kitsune tried his hardest not to tease you any further.

"It's alright, my beloved. If you want to sleep on your own, I won't hold you back." He said as he opened his arms and seeing an opening, you jumped out of the bed. You glanced nervously over your shoulder as if expecting him to jump at you, but he did no such thing. He just smiled as he looked at you and you nodded, heading to the door and reaching for the handle…

But you didn't open the door, you didn't even touch the handle. You felt like you were making a mistake. You could feel his gorgeous eyes looking at you, curious about how you hadn't left yet.

"I…" You turned around and blushed, "I changed my mind…"

"Hm?" Kyojuro hummed as he followed your every move as you timidly made your way back to his bed. You could barely look at him in the eyes, and your pretty face was so red when you whispered, "Can I… Can I still sleep with you?"

The fox smiled as he lifted his blanket and this time when you sneaked in, you took a bold step and hugged him. Kyojuro blinked as you hid your face against his pecs, the hair on your forehead tickling his muscles slightly.

"You… You smell so nice…" You muttered in a mixture of shyness and happiness as you nuzzled closer to him.

"Hm!" He nodded, "It's the soap you bought for me!"

"I like this scent…" You hummed and Kyojuro felt so happy that you had picked him a soap with a scent you would love. As the two of you made yourself comfortable he heard you softly murmur something, "…ike…u…"

"Hm?"

"I like you…" You murmured quietly and Kyojuro's fox ears shot upwards in excitement. He wanted to tell you how much he adored you back, but before he could say a word, someone knocked on his door. The fox blinked as he looked at you clinging to his arm in your sleep and then at the door that slowly creaked open.

"Big brother?" It was Senjuro who peeked inside his brother's room. "Are you sleeping…?"

"Senjuro!" Kyojuro whispered as loudly as he dared with you there by his side. "No, I'm awake. What's wrong?"

"That movie…" The shy boy muttered, partly scared and mostly embarrassed for being scared in the first place, "Can I… Can I sleep with you?"

The older Kitsune smiled as he moved you a little bit so he could use his free hand to lift the other side of the blanket as a silent invite and Senjuro quickly closed the door and climbed on the other side of the bed.

Good thing Kyojuro's bed was huge so he could sleep comfortably with all 5 tails of his, and have enough room to have his brother and bride there with him.

"It's not real, right?" Senjuro asked quietly as he swallowed, "The dream demon?"

"No, it's not," Kyojuro smiled, "And as long as you're with me you are always safe. I will not let anyone touch the people I love and care for."

Senjuro smiled, trusting his brother to keep him safe… And then he noticed you, clinging to his brother's other arm. The younger fox's ears twitched as he looked at you and then at his brother.

"Ah, was big sis scared also?" The young fox asked and Kyojuro's smile grew as he glanced at you sleeping so peacefully by his side.

"A little," He admitted, but Senjuro didn't know that you were actually scared of. It would be a secret between you and Kyojuro.

#rengoku #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku x reader #rengoku senjuro #kitsune #monster musume #monster musume!AU #nine tailed fox #reader #reader insert #fem!Reader #kissing #alcohol #Cute #writing #my writing #story #my story #EnjoY!

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No Good Family Dinners Here (2)

Summary: The meeting the parents via family dinner trope but y/n has a shitty family (gender neutral) , Part One linked here

Characters included: Kenyu, Reo and Kaiser

Songs: Worst Case Scenerio / The Hoosiers // SAD / Lemon Demon // I Guess / Sweatcult

Warnings: gets kinda dark or heavy at some parts, abuse and neglect mentioned (to be specific mental abuse during Kenyu's section, financial and physical abuse during Reo's and physical plus emotional neglect during Kaiser's), not proofread

Tagging: @strawberrymilk4u @maozne18 @effulgentfireflies @kryptic-krab

Kenyu was still trying to decide on which shoes he'd wear to meet your parents. At this point it was between his dressier, but admittedly much more uncomfortable, double strap dress shoes or his slightly scuffed yet soft loafers. It was clear, it was time for a second opinion. "(Y/N)! Which of these look better to you?" He really wasn't the type to be this indecisive, but when it came to something as important as meeting his possible in-laws Yukimiya couldn't help but second guess himself. No answer. "(Y/N)?"

For a moment he swore he heard you crying. Before he could go to check on you though, you responded. "The loafers look good, you look great. Really." You thought it ironic that your dashing, model and famous soccer player of a boyfriend was acting insecure. It was you who felt insecure, always questioning if you deserved him or if he'd up and leave you one day... And now you two were off to meet the people who installed that mindset in you.

When you arrived, you made sure they saw Kenyu first. Your parents greeted him with loud gasps and firm handshakes, and they simply kept the door open for you. They were taken with him as soon as he offered to help set the table. You watched him pull out all of his charm and desperately wished he'd save it for someone better. Saved it for someone who actually deserved his kindness and smile. Of course, your boyfriend on the other hand was just content that they didn't point out that his shoes were scuffed.

"Gosh, you're so professional at first I thought you were some new therapist (Y/N) hired!" your mother gushed after all of you were seated with food on your plate. Kenyu raised an eyebrow and glanced over at you. "Oh, did they not tell you? They insist that they need to spend all this money on these, these councilers but none of them ever work out. We still try to meet every one of them though, just to make sure they aren't a bad influence."

You almost choked on your water. Kenyu similarly wasn't all too good at keeping what he was feeling under wraps. The sudden change in tone and cadence hadn't gone unnoticed. It was like walking in a forest and suddenly falling into a sink hole. "Hang on you, uh, meet them- ?"

"I think it's a waste of time too." your dad chimed in, cutting him off. There was a small silence after that, only the sound of silverware against plates echoed through the room. Yukimiya dug deep and changed the subject. You didn't know how but even after that he managed to get your parents all wrapped up in a conversation about how he balanced soccer and his modeling carrer. Eventually he used the leverage he gained with them to excuse the both of you. Claiming it was getting late (It was only about 7:30 pm.) and by some miracle your parents agreed, letting you two go. For a minute, you were convinced he actually liked your parents.

As soon as you asked what he thought of them though he unloaded, running his hands through his hair as he groaned, "God, they were fucking insufferable! I'm sorry. I know you probably love them but that was rough! I had to get us outta there before my head exploded. I'm never going back there, I hope you know that." You started giggled, and soon it turned into a full on laughing session. He laughed with you for a while. "But really, they clearly don't really...respect you. I hope you know I do though." You nodded quietly, wondering what you did to earn a boyfriend who could turn your tears to laughter.

Reo already hated your parents before he ever sat down at their table. He was a man of strong convictions and you telling him about how they greedily took your allowance away for 7 months after you simply forgot to do a few chores gave him a pretty strong opinion of them. You also told him in passing about how often you visited the school nurse when you were younger with scrapes and bruises you were unable to explain away. He was astounded when he learned that you didn't fully understand how bank accounts worked or that you didn't need to be punished for every mistake.

He was even more agast when your parents managed to get in touch with you after some tabloid took a photo of you with him. As much as Reo enjoyed his life in the spotlight, he wished he could keep you safe from it. He still remembered how shaken you were when you showed him a photo some celebrity stalker snapped of you two. Admittedly, you looked great in it, the sun hitting you at just the right angles, your clothes matching his beautifully. Almost as soon as the photo was published, Reo's social media was flooded with jealous fangirls and yours with scathing accusations related to you guessed it, whether or not you were just a gold digger.

Your parents, though, they didn't see any of it as a negative just big green dollar signs. So here you were, in their house with Reo Mikage. You held onto his arm tightly, seeing your dad smile like that was starting to freak you out. "So, where'd you meet them?" he asked the same way an excited child would ask a stranger where they found their lost kitten.

"It's a long story." Unfortunately your boyfriend hated small talk. Normally he'd grit his teeth through it, but he was always a bit of a hedonist and there was, to him at least, no reason to hide that here. Pain or pleasure, that was also the stick and carrot technique your mom and dad used on you. You could barely touch your plate, honestly.

Your parents continued to try and milk their time with the billionaire. They had even used some sort of freshener that made the whole house smell like apple pie. It was nothing like the home you left when you went off to collage, or the one you miserably returned to when you needed more money for the next semester. They even turned your bedroom into an office space.

"I hope she isn't giving you much trouble, really. I know that both me and their father were so worried after not hearing from (Y/N) for such a long time. I'm glad they found you though, haha, no longer begging us for anymore money huh?" your mother said, shooting a pointed glare your way that you didn't meet. But you could feel yourself gaining confidence, just a bit, by sitting next to Reo. It was radiating off of him. What to you was controlling and downright terrifying was just pointless chatter to him that he barely bothered to answer. He was always eager to make you as comfortable as possible and hearing these, these people he'd never even met before talk to you like this was wearing on him.

"(Y/N), I believe I have a meeting to attend soon, and I don't know exactly how you're feeling but.... What do you think we should do?" You glanced up at him and met his gaze. You knew damn well that he could tell them off himself, tell them about how this was clearly going nowhere and just a grab to get you to talk to them again. But he wanted you to do it.

"We should leave." That's all Reo needed to hear.

Kaiser wasn't exactly the model boyfriend to bring to a family dinner. And that was exactly why you were dragging him out to your parents house now. You stared at the house for a long, long time. This wasn't the same house you'd lived in your whole life. It was nicer, they clearly did some upgrades. You'd warned your parents ahead of time about how you were coming over with "company" so you hoped they prepared a decent dinner. Just in case though, you brought a few dishes from a nearby restaurant

You were pleasantly surprised that the owner still recognized you. Although, you were far from the malnourished kid that used to skip the first period of school to help around at their place for cash. You prided yourself on that, how well you were doing now, in a loving relationship and much more stable. So, why were you back? That question rang in the back of your mind like a sad echo, but you pushed it away.

"Are we going to just sit in front of the door forever?" Kaiser groaned. You were nowhere near the door, he meant in the car but he forgot the word for car again. If there was one more thing you could say you were pleased with yourself for it would be convincing Kaiser to actually start practicing English again after he abandoned it in high school (You two had a bet on who could master who's language first, so far you were losing but at least you remembered the word for car). You shook your head before opening the passenger side door with a flourish and with that you two were off.

"....(Y/N)? You can stop, if they come they come." You didn't even realize how many times you knocked until Kaiser made his comment with a small chuckle. He had to admit that he might be more annoyed than you if they didn't show, he worked extra hard on his eyeliner today. But, just as you were about to turn around and walk away the door swung open.

"Oh! Hey, (Y/N)...long time no see." your mother said with a small smile as she let you and Kaiser in. "And who's this?"

"It's Kaiser, Micheal Kaiser." he hummed doing a small hair flip before shaking your mom's hand. She was more weirded out than anything and some selfish part of you wanted her to care that you brought this tattooed loud man into her house. Wanted her to look at you with that "What in the fresh hell" look you'd seen so many other moms give on those dating tv shows when their kid ran off with someone they didn't approve of. But all she said was,

"Oh, ok. Come on in."

The dinner didn't last long. There wasn't that much food to go around anyway, even with the extra dishes you brought, your mom just ended up squirreling them away into the fridge. You let her. Kaiser got along with your father well enough just because of all the strange stories he had under his belt. It was a strange mix of apathy and faked intrigue. You knew that your parents really didn't care all that much what you were doing or who you were dating. They didn't in your childhood, why would they now? If there was one thing Kaiser couldn't handle though, it was apathy.

After all, he was a damn star, a famous athlete and a main character in this little family dinner setting. You were the other lead, interesting, intelligent, witty. And your parents were a dull, rude audience. Not to mention that in the past they were villans, leaving you with unfit attire throughout your childhood and a sore lack of attention. Something Micheal didn't realize the true sorrow of until he was sitting in that cramped dining room with you. Watching your parents give one word responses or non related questions to all of your accomplishments. Their behavior was absolutely stifling, no one could entertain in this setting. He threw his napkin on the table before turning to you, "(Y/N), why don't we take a quick trip back to the, the.."

"Car."

"And not return?"

#bllk #blue lock #blue lock fanfic #bllk x reader #reo mikage #reo x reader #blue lock headcannons #blue lock manga #kaiser x reader #kaiser blue lock #reo bllk #kenyu x reader #kenyu yukimiya #kenyu blue lock #bllk fanfic

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Goofiness

In which- Ranboo infected you with his silliness

Request: Something about reader and Ranboo being silly and goofy friends @colorfull-cord

A/n: I FEEL SO BAD THAT THIS TOOK SO LONG IM SO SORRY! I am not lying when I had so much progress, then it got lost, then I accidentally posted it instead of saving it as a draft and I then deleted it accidentally and now I have to redo it I did not mean for this to happen I'm so sorry pls forgive me

Chapter info: Goofy, silly, Ranboo and reader being dickheads, swearing... (expect that from all of my work), mentions of anxiety, mentions of body and facial dysmorphia, and let me know if I fucked up Ranboo's pronouns somewhere

Pronouns: None (You/Yours)

Masterlist:

You guys would have the cutest little handshakes and greetings

For example: A soft headbutt followed by a handshake, a gentle poke between the collarbone followed by a hug, a harmless, sarcastic insult thrown at the other followed by laughter

People would either look at you both with a confused expression, wondering what the fuck you guys are doing headbutting each other. Or they would look at you both with fond, silently admiring the two friends.

You would definitely just sit on a discord call late at night and listen to a bunch of their favourite Lemon Demon songs and they would listen to yours.

No doubt, you would do this for hours

Sleepovers would be like Tommy's sleepover vlog

Everything would be happening all at once.

Playing basketball and them having to help you get a slam dunk, begging them to donate some of their height

Taking their stuff and accidentally breaking stuff because "You didn't know it was fragile"

Watching random streams (specifically Aimsey's, Billzo's, Freddie's or Tommy's)

Sitting on the beds, painting each other's nails, attempting to make good food but ending up getting takeout

You guys would end up passed out randomly, you in your chair and Ranboo in such an uncomfortable position on the bed (no doubt you both woke up with the worst backache)

Streaming with them would just be chaos

Your little inside jokes made no sense to anyone else, and the both of you loved seeing Twitter explode over controversies for an inside joke you made.

You and Aimsey's little sister would definitely make fun of Aimsey's height because she's just so small and cute

And if you were up working really late at night at Ranboo's place, they would definitely just pick you up and carry you to bed if you fell asleep

If you were awake however, they would attempt to do what they do every other night, but you would just kick them in the knees and tell them to "Fuck off" jokingly.

But knowing them, they would just sit in the room for hours until you fell asleep so they could do that again

But imagine Tommy comes over and you both aren't inside but are out the back

And Tom tries to find you to tell you that Wilbur had invited you to a gig

And he eventually finds you both

And you were both throwing random clumps of grass at each other

But Ranboo accidentally hit you a bit too hair in the face with a clump of grass so you ran and grabbed the nearest heavy object, that being a scooter of theirs, and threatening to throw it at them

And Tommy just walked back inside and sat on the couch, waiting for you both to come back inside

I feel like if you were sick, Ranboo would just sit in your house or next to you or in whichever room you were in for days just to make sure you were okay

Like if you fell asleep on the couch, they would lay on the floor and just watch you, making sure that if you needed the bathroom or medicine or a water, he was prepared.

And if that did happen, they were always immediately off the floor and rushing to the fridge, or the cupboard, or the toilet, lifting up the lid, and getting ready to hold your hair back for you.

And you could never be more grateful for them in these little moments

And if they were sick, you would do the exact same

And they would always tease you with their height, hiding your phone charger on the very top shelf in the cupboard, or hiding the glasses and cutlery in the highest spots in the house

But if you ever got too upset, they would always back down from their jokes and apologise repeatedly

And they would just be so understanding if you ever had any sort of insecurity of your body, body dysmorphia, facial dysmorphia, or even just having a hard time , always being able to comfort your nerves better than their own

If you struggle with any social anxiety or anxiety in public spaces, they would just calm down their happy and cheerful mood and tone it down a few notches to their comforting one

The one they use on Tommy when streaming and being a content creator gets ahold of him

And they sit you down and immediately start comforting you

#Ranboo #Ranboo x reader #Platonic #SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG #dream smp #Tommyinnit #AimseyTV #Badlinu #bilzo #I wanted to make it fluffy as well #I tried my hardest lol #Headcanons #Ranboo being a silly goofy guy #how else do I tag this post? #mcyt #dream smp x reader #mcyt x reader

[humbletumblecrudi]

Happy New Year from Lemon Lime Anon! Since we’re both Jade likers, would it be ok to request a reader going on a shopping trip with Jade to grab ingredients for dinner? Unbeknownst to reader, Jade is plotting dinner for both of them, so he bring reader along to get a feel for what he likes! Starts out platonic, but could end up romantic? Whatever you’re comfy with!! :D

I can do this for you my favorite and precious citrus based Anon, and I'm very sorry this turned into a late Valentine's Day request because of my timing and lack of writing... (⁠^⁠～⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ

Info on Reader: Reader is intended to be a Masc, and uses he/him/they/them pronouns. Reader is described as being able to help cook, so Reader knows at least how to use a knife. Reader is described as having money, but the origins are left out. Reader and Jade's relationship is ambiguous but it's very close!

Warning(s): Fluff & Romance | Fujoshi's DNI | Fem Aligned Individuals can read if they have a Masc MC/Yuu. | Silent Readers & Blank Blogs DNI

Timeline: Ambiguous timeline of present or future canon). Relationships in this are positive, so perhaps it's almost event-like?

Oh, Jade is the eel with a plan at most to all given moments. Most of the time is when dealing with his fellow students, preparing for tests, and predicting when his mother will end up calling him during the day based on holidays. His instincts are sharpening with Azul as his "boss" and Floyd being at his side, and he is quite sure it'll only get more intense as he knows Azul is looking into expanding the kitchen and tables...

He's extremely displeased when he thinks on what he wants and what he's expecting of his own relationships when Azul asks him to reflect on the last year. Sure, it definitely wasn't what Azul meant to reflect on, but Jade has done all his paperwork and had time to think to himself.

He is displeased with himself when he realizes: he is without your hand in his and he actually finds that... devastating. The thought came when he felt the bitterness in his chest and he put a word to it. The realization that he's actually quite lonely without you goes unsaid to everyone but himself, and he plans.

Oh, he plans. And he makes them as well as he always do...

Weeks. It takes him weeks一maybe a little over two一to ask you to join him for a shopping spree and perhaps stay to cook with him. Floyd and Azul need to be fed after all, and Jade would greatly appreciate the company. His smile after you agree is sweet, if not a bit toothier then his fake smiles.

His first step was taking you out into the many cities he's studied about that sell great foods at lower prices, without really sacrificing quality. The city is great and it's off in the mainland, so the breaks for schools all over the world led to the streets being filled with people and noise. Laughter from groups of kids, haggling vendors, men yelling about their stocks, and it all just blends into the background as Jade takes you ingredient shopping.

It was a good haul you both got, especially with Jade's eye for quality in vegetation, and heading back to campus was a quick call to Floyd... and then a call to Azul because Floyd sent him to voicemail, away. Back onto campus was nice and refreshing, and you head with him to the Octavinelle kitchen to help him cook.

Step two: making sure Azul and Floyd, and some extra staff, are ready to do the decorating while he distracts you. And as you both pass his twin and friend, he gives them a specific signal to send them off when you both disappear. And you both walk to the back.

Cooking is easy to Jade and he puts on gloves (food safety first) as he sets you into peeling anything that needs peeling. Anything that needs to be chopped you already know about, and he watches you in utter glee. Yes, he may have burnt one side of his salmon for his plate, but he will gladly take it as you both have a good laugh at his expense.

The talks you two have are as animated as always, and your an upstanding man as you take your licks from his dry humor just like he takes his own. He takes the gloves off, takes the plates in hand, and makes a gesture towards the main dining area...

"Come with me," Jade says as you look inquisitive at him, "We have a dinner to eat."

Coming into the main area, Jade feels like everything is coming together. Yes, the gentleman's club aesthetic is nice and already high quality for a potential date, but it's something you see every day you walk in. The couches quality eventually escape you, and the dishes aren't as fancy as they once were.

But not tonight. Not on Jade's watch and not on Azul's pride.

The area near the couches is pushed back, and it was replaced by a high table and cushioned chair not dissimilar to the one's near the bar. Jade can recognize they are Azul's prototypes for next year, and smiles as the red drapes on the table glow almost maroon in the deep blue of the aquarium light. The candles are intricate, and a carbonated fancy spritzer is awaiting on the table.

Floyd is nearby, probably because he just didn't want to leave like Azul or the other staff, and Jade can hear how happy and cocky the other sounds. "Ah~! There they are, the happy couple of the hour一!"

You seem taken aback and Jade's grip on the plates tightens as Floyd takes notice that the mood has shifted.

"Whaaa? You didn't ask him out yet, Jade? You guys were taking so long I almost fell asleep!" Floyd continues, as Jade just allows it. The damage has already been done.

Setting the table, Jade sits you both down carefully as the candles barely flicker orange across your drinking glasses. Your eyes have long since been one cleared of confusion about what Floyd was saying, and you looked into Jade with much... anticipation? Jade liked to think that, at the time.

"Jade Leech... did you really set up a whole venue to ask me out?" You sounded not the slightest bit amazed, but more elated then he expected. "And there I was, trying not to hold your hand in the market. I was going to claim it was so we didn't get lost..."

Your relationship together was never one of holding back. Jade was not exactly attracted to people who couldn't hold their own or bounce back from thing's, and he's always liked that you don't sit there stunned for so long you've made it awkward. That'd be unbearable, especially with Floyd looming in the kitchen in-case of emergencies.

Jade smiles back, and he answers honestly. "You'd have ruined the surprise by scrapping my plan at Step Two, and I couldn't have that."

"Always the one who needs control..." You say fondly, with an airing sigh afterwards. "I can't say no to this display. So, Jade Leech, will you be my boyfriend?"

Jade has never felt his cheeks hurt more so pleasantly as he takes your first sentence in stride. "Why, I'd adore that idea." And perhaps, maybe giving you the first move had been just as sweet as anything else to him.

But...

"But as my new boyfriend, I'm afraid I must request you clean the kitchen. I still have to count the register from this afternoon." Jade answers as he digs into his dish below him.

"Dish duty already, I'm getting through the bases fast!" You laugh, and the afternoon goes on.

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