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boowritess · 3 days

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so apparently it's really fucking hard to get into the SAS. and ontop of that I've been getting tiktoks of people going around an army base asking why they joined. most responses were to pay off student loans, bills, school, (someone said there's was 6 years of prison or school and *mental note for idea*), the recruiter lied or spoilt them, barracks bunny.

141 (poly?) x notsobaddasssoldier!reader

and now i can't stop thinking of soldier!reader. who really half-assed their way through everything - only doing the job for the money and to pay off student loans + they had nothing better to do.

who somehow ends up being adopted by Price (kinda like Gaz i guess ???) all because reader happened to be in the right place at the right time and saved Price's ass while managing to complete a mission the Task Force were doing.

and it's not that you saved his ass or completed the mission that makes Price go *this is mine* - it's the fact that afterwards all you can say is-

"this shit is so not worth paying off my student loans."

"oh fuck i forgot to cancel my subscription. fuckk- waste of fucking money"

- all the while a building is burning in front of you but yeah just not at all concerned about what had just happened. so price just *grabs you by the back of your neck and holds you up, claiming you as part of his task force now.*

(lol you probably can't do that irl but this is fiction sooo suck my ass.)

and laswell's just like no... they are very much still green john. way too green. no.

but it's too late. he's already introducing you to the task force. singing your praises and you're just like

"man he promised to pay off my student loans and give me food." basically how ur recruiter got ya ass.

enough said. you get the whole off the books speech, saving the world by doing things others wouldn't like. but u couldn't give a rats ass - you should but nah...

and like... you know you're the rookie... you're still green... but some of the shit 141 do you just...

"so you just gonna kidnap the wife AND the child...? right... kid, you wanna watch bluey? here..."

"and you do this often...? crazy."

but you don't exactly protest. how could you with how much you get paid. you kinda just side-eye and look away when it's geta a lil crazy. *bombastic side-eye*

and the other 141 guys - oh my days. become just as enormed as price and want to start really trying to amplify your skills. but every time, they start explaining how to do things - the best way to go about a situation or how to fight a certain way.

you pull this face. like your top lip pulls back, your eyebrows scrunch together, and there's a slight frown on your lips as they speak. like you look confused/disgusted. but you don't even realise cause-

"why're you pulling that face?" 141

"that's... that's just my focusing face..."

"oh..." 141 feels bad

then when they do take you in feild you're shaking your head no. like you haven't been around that long. what the fuck? now you're bout to infiltrate an enemy base!?!?!

"can i just wait in the car?"

"no." price

"i'm gonna vomit."

"aim at the enemy." ghost

people think that because you're suddenly in this badass task force that surely they're just using you for your assets.

they all think you're the 141 barracks bunny. and maybe you should be pissed or annoyed or grossed out. but all you can do is sigh and pause from the burger price got you, and let out a long exhale.

"fuck... maybe i can just do onlyfans or be a pornstar... shit maybe it's not too late..."

"military is bascially sex work - selling my body..."

"not that different from what i'm doing now. body being used, check. body sore in the strangest places, check."

your tone so empty, blank and nonchalant, but there's a serious look in your eyes that when you grab your phone out to maybe do a little research on how you could do that, your phone is snatched from your hand by one of the guys and they walk out the room without a second look back.

with an annoyed huff, you go back to eating your burger. but suddenly, you turn to the person who genuinely thought you were a barracks bunny.

"hey you think if i be a barracks bunny i get out of missions and shit?"

"...that's not how it works..." rando.

"fuck."

and maybe you try...

like you go to price's office and the guys are already in there, chatting about something that you should really pay attention too but you can't be assed. instead you unashamedly start to speak...

"if i suck ya'll dicks can i get out the mission?"

"no. you still have to join." gaz says amused

"even if you-" *que long sigh from price* "even if you suck our dicks."

"that's fucked up. i should've done porn."

and with the most hurt and broken-hearted look on your face, you leave the office, closing the door with a dramatic sigh. the guys just stare at the door in... confusion, amusement, and maybe arousal if ya'll dig that

idk man just gimmie more soldier!reader who just really ain't the fucked, there for money, lowkey hungry and doesn't know what the fuck is happening. kinda a pet or little sibling energy that the 141 love.

bonus*

"wait so they aren't sucking our dicks?" *soap says getting slapped in the back of the head by ghost

a/n: brain is rottinnggg. i should be doing so much other shit but... cod just consumes my brain 24/7

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kissohee · 5 months

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We had first time with virgen!anton...

Can we have a little shot of their first time having that heating makeout session?? Pls.

virgin!anton x virgin!fem!reader ☆ nsfw ; wc : 992 ☆ one-shot mdni! warnings; anton gets a boner, male masturbation, quite literally uses the same dialogue from the full fic, written in antons pov read full fic here! a/n; sure! i kind of loved writing that small part too sooo ^^

There was nothing Anton loved more than to kiss you. He was sure it was because he was just so in love with you. And although the kisses were very short and sweet, they meant the world to him.

So of course when you're kissing him longer than usual, he swears he could fly. Every time you pull away to get ahold of your breath, he's pulling you back in for more. It was like there were magnets inside your lips that he just couldn't stop attracting to. He knew the kiss got more suggestive when you moved to sit on his lap without pulling apart, your hands moving to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. Your tongue desperate in his mouth, mixing your spit together. His fingers slightly grazing your breasts, but not daring to touch them in case it wasn't what you wanted. He remembers someone mentioning to him about hickies once, and he absolutely loved the idea of his marks on you. So he slowly broke your kiss, leaving pecks down your jaw and onto your neck. You gripped his shoulders as he explored your skin, sucking on spots in hopes to leave a bruise, but not hard enough to hurt you in any way. It wasn't until he felt your grip harden when his lips touched a certain spot, where he softly took the skin between his teeth. The sound that came out of you so melodic to his ears. He needed to hear more of you. His lips traveled down to your chest, focusing on mainly your collarbones. When you said his name, he thought he had gone to far. It wasn't a moan, but more of you genuinely trying to get his attention. He stopped to look at you, your eyes however traveled down to his crotch. Scared to glance at it too, he finally felt it. His cock throbbed against the sweats he was wearing. Fuck. Without thinking, he removed you from his lap, placing his hands on top so you couldn't look anymore. "Oh my god.." Your eyes never leaving the bulge, Anton swears he's gonna faint. "I'm so sorry.." His voice decreasing to a whisper. "Why are you sorry?" Your attempt to not laugh went unnoticed by him, his focus everywhere else. His cheeks flushed "I don't know... It's.." He found himself having trouble forming sentences, "That's so gross of me, I don't know why it.." He was already hooking his legs off your bed, reading to get up and leave. But he felt your arms wrap around him in an attempt to comfort him, "You're a male human," You rest your head on his shoulder, "I don't think it's gross... It happens." That did not comfort him. There were many times in Anton's life where he felt embarrassment, but this one was by far the worst. Neither of you moved, he couldn't move. He felt frozen. He tried making himself feel better by reminding himself that you love him, and you've already expressed that you aren't disgusted. But still, your words don't take him back in time to avoid the situation. Despite the fact that he physically couldn't move, he felt his cock twitch. He should leave and go home, but then that means he'd have to go out in public like this. His desired solution would just be to die. But then at his funeral someone would have to bring up that he 'Died from embarrassment after popping a boner under his girlfriend.' Anton swears he was fighting demons in his head until he decided to just suck it up and jerk one off. "The.. Your.. Bathroom.." He stumbles over his words before leaving your room and heading to your bathroom in a hurry. If he's quick, he could just pretend he really needed to shit.

Leaning against a bare wall, he lowered all articles of clothing between him and his cock, his hand softly tugging on it while he bit on his index finger on his other hand. The feeling of his hand wrapped around his cock had him biting down slightly harder on his finger. His mind wandered back to the situation, to you. How much better you would feel than his hand right now. He tightened his hand to mimic your hand, which was much smaller than his. Was he a terrible person for imagining you, despite the fact that you were dating him? He wasn't sure, and he sure didn't care enough to stop and think. "Anton?" Fuck. "Are you okay?" Fuck fuck fuck. "On-one second!" He heard your footsteps walk back to what he assumed was your room after you acknowledged it. He was too busy to bother with his finger again, so he let quiet moans slip from his mouth. He didn't think they were loud enough for you to hear, especially considering your room wasn't too close to the bathroom. He's never felt so much sensation from his had before, which just drew even more moans from him. He was so close, he could feel it. His head couldn't catch up with his cock, as his cum covered his hand, hips twitching while it was released. He took his lip between his teeth so he could contain any louder moans than he ones he had already let out. When the bathroom finally stopped spinning, he cleaned himself up with urgency. How long has he been in here? He wasn't sure, but what he does know is that it was much longer than he had hoped. He quickly washed his hands, praying to avoid any awkwardness when he opened the door. He found you sitting on your bed, chewing on the sides of your cheeks as your eyes traveled everywhere but on him. "Walls are thin 'Ton..." This was the most humiliating thing that has ever happened to him. There was absolutely no way Anton could ever face you ever again.

this was small and not really detailed but still 😭 - 🐠

#𐙚 anonies #riize smut #anton smut #anton x reader #riize x reader #𐙚 riize talk

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webslingingslasher · 7 months

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heyyy I was just wondering WHAT THE HELL DO YOU PUT IN THIS FRAT!PETER FICS BC I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT TROUBLE AND PETER! I just melt for them together😭😩❤️

I swear when I'm about to fall sleep he just pops into my head and HAVE to grab my phone to reread some of them. Your writing is just soooo god and I wanted to thank you for creating such a work of art🥵🥵🥵

Also I can't stop thinking about frat!peter being jealous like finding a guy talking who hooked up with trouble and overthinking how different they are from each other? and if the ex fling keeps trying to talk with trouble in a friendly way, he would play it cool? i feel like he would look at them talking and he knows about what happen between them but is kinda nervous? idk

I LOVED BRUJA THANK YOU SO MUCH I HAVEN'T ENJOY READING LIKE THIS IN SOOO LONG🥹🥹🥹

first, peter and trouble are crack. second, thank you very much for enjoying!!!

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peter knows what it looks like to awkwardly chat with an old hookup, he’s done it more than a few times. so, when he watches your eyes dance around the room while you politely laugh in response to the guy in front of you, he just knows.

he’s taller than peter, and he’s not one to be self conscious about his height, but he might now. and he’s got bigger biceps, peter’s spider-man and doesn’t have the build this guy does.

and he’s got nice hair. really nice hair. the kind of hair he knows you love. it’s like peters, but longer and a bit more curly. peter pats the hair on the back of his neck, he’s been growing it a little longer, but apparently not enough.

in a desperate attempt to keep your attention on him tonight, he takes his hat off to throw it on top of the fridge. you always beg him to take it off, it’ll work. he’s sure of it.

it doesn’t. you’re unable to stand still, if he was projecting, he’d say you went from awkward to uncomfortable. peter’s not going to be the guy to barge in, but he takes a step forward, just in case.

it’s like you can feel him, your eyes shoot to his across the room. no words are said or mouthed, but your eyes said enough. ‘help.’ its all he needs.

peter cuts the guy right off, slinging an arm low around your waist. a kiss to your temple, ‘hi, trouble.’ you relax into his touch, you hold on tight to his arm. ‘have you met tanner?’

he hasn’t, and he really doesn’t care to. it looks like tanner doesn’t either, they’re both sizing each other up. peter’s putting on a brave face, but he knows tanner's thinking he’s no competition, and peter can’t help but feel the same.

still, he throws a hand out. ‘sup, man. i’m parker.’ tanner shakes it, ‘sup.’ peter holds his hand a bit too tight, he’s trying to subtly prove that even if he was smaller, he could kick his ass if needed.

tanner asked peter how he knew you, he had to bite his tongue on the disrespect. he knew exactly how peter knew you, his possessive hold tells it all. ‘i’m her boyfriend.’

you dig your nails into his arm, you were caught off guard with the statement. he said it like it was obvious, tanner smirked. ‘ah, lucky man.’ peter really doesn’t like his face.

‘yup. sure am.’ you nudge back against him, peter takes it as a hint to get out of there. he couldn’t agree more. ‘wanna get a drink?’ you nod quick, 'yes, please.'

your 'boyfriend' made a small show of spinning you in his hold, you laughed at the twirl and balanced yourself on his shoulders. 'nice seeing you again,' you forgot who you were with for a second.

'you too, tanner! have a good night.' peter nudged your lower back to get you walking, you didn't make it four steps until you were pulled in for a bruising kiss. every thought melted away, there was only one person on your mind.

'peter,' it puffed out, just like your lips.

'trouble,' he said it like a greeting. you shook your head, leaning in for another, you were lucky tonight, he supplied.

'thanks, boyfriend.'

'that was a typo.'

you scoff. 'no it wasn't, that was you acting like you have one foot up so you don't feel as threatened.'

the choice of words make his skin crawl. peter knows it's not exclusive, exclusive. but he at least thought you both were on a similar page, one that didn't include saying 'so you don't feel as threatened.'

'what the fuck is that supposed to mean, trouble? so i don't feel as threatened? i was doing you a favor, but feel free to go entertain whoever you want, i'll do the same.'

peter's sudden aggression had your head spinning, you tried to grab onto his arm before he left you entirely. 'did i say the wrong thing? i didn't mean to say the wrong thing!'

'i didn't feel threatened until you said i should be. i just really don't like being reminded that i'm a choice you can change your mind on at any time, it's not a good feeling.'

sometimes when he says something to that effect, you want to tell him he could do something about it. sometimes, you let it go and remind him you're not looking for anyone else, if you were, you would've stopped putting up with his shit ages ago.

this is one of the times you put his fears at bay.

'look, peter, that guy, tanner? he's all talk, he seems like some cool guy but he really kind of sucks. in the least commitive way possible, boyfriend, there are no threats.'

'you keep talking about threats.'

'cause you have none!' you exhale deeply, 'i don't like anyone else, okay? and talking to other guys makes me wanna bash my head into a brick wall.'

'you talking to other guys also makes me want to bash my head into a brick wall.'

you grin and smooth out a wrinkle on peter's shirt. 'good, we're on the same page, then.'

peter throws an arm around your shoulder while he guides you to the kitchen.

'i'll deny it if you say anything, but i quite like reading at the same pace as you, trouble.'

#peter parker blurb #peter parker x reader #frat!peter drabbles #tasm!peter x reader

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becauseimswagman1 · 2 months

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Toxic Love

A/N:.... it's been forever since I've posted...I'M BACK WITH THE SMUT GUYS. Don't be afraid to comment either!!!

A/N#2: he got some pretty teeth y'all

This for you @itsbackwoodsbby 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

(She wrote something for me. Gotta get her backkkk)

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To say that you and your man are a toxic couple is downplaying just how toxic y’all actually are. He cheats and cheats, yet you stay. “Why?” is the million-dollar question. You could say you love him, but you could also say you love the money he makes. See your man is a drug dealer, but not just any ole drug dealer, he’s feared. He’s not to be messed with in any way, so what made you finally get his lying and cheating ass back? The most recent bitch he cheated on you with.

Her name is whor- Hazel. Hazel been tryna get at your man forever. You’re surprised he even fucked that fuck-anything-that-walks, homewrecking ass girl, but niggas will be niggas you guess. You’ve come to realize that they’ll fuck anyone and anything.

Anyways, you got him back by fucking his fine ass, big dick-having-ass cousin. Guess it really does run the family, but the dick was trash and the head was bomb, but if your man asks then all of it was better than him.

You could only imagine how crazy he acted once he found out, but he was almost done with his drops for the day so you’d find out in a minute or two.

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You hear a car door slam and shortly after the front door slam too, “Ayo what the fuck am I hearing bout you fucking my cousin Dre?!”

You almost laughed, his anger was comical to you. You admit you did act like this when you found out he cheated the first time, but as smart as he is… you figured he would’ve figured everything out by now.

You shrugged at him, “Oh they talking about that already? Damn word get around fast. And don’t be slamming the doors in this house!”

“It’s true? You sit up here living this lavish ass lifestyle and you decide to act like one of yo lil friends and fuck anybody with a pulse.”

Okay, he was doing too much now. It’s not like you slept with half the motherfuckers in his gang unlike someone (Hazel).

You stood up off the couch, “Nah, Trevante fuck you! I don’t know why you tryna make me out to be some type of hoe but that shit not gone fly. Yo black ass acting like I fucked yo brother or something. It was just your cousin so back up off me.”

He walked over to you and got in your face, “Tell me that shit not true. Tell me it’s not so I can go pop the nigga that told me.”

Damn, did he have the grill in today? Top AND bottom too? Mhmmmm.

You stared up into his eyes as innocently as you could while he looked down at you, “Sorry baby, but… it’s true. And it was sooo good, too. He fucked me way better than you.”

God, he’s wearing the cologne that makes you soak your panties in record time.

“Oooooh now he’s better than me? I’ll murk that nigga right now, blood or not. Keep on testing me, ma.”

He’s gonna fuck you up. He’s no longer mad at the get back, but the thoughts of another man fucking you better and that you could possibly leave him because of that haunt him now.

“I’ll be here to wash your clothes when you get back. Just don’t come in here dripping blood and shit. It’ll be a bitch to get out our new carpets.”

Trevante could see how unphased you were about this whole thing and it only pissed him off more. You gave away your pussy and that belonged to him.

He grabbed your neck and got real close to your face, “Say he’s better than me again, and watch what happens to you.”

You smirked, this is exactly what you wanted, “He’s better than you. Maybe this will teach you not to fuck with dirty ass hoes.”

He chuckled, tightening his hold on your neck a little, “So you mad I fucked one of yo lil friends?”

“She’s not-” He cut you off, “Right. She’s not. But you really went out and did what you did as a get back? You put on your big girl panties and took a shot at me? That’s a mistake, baby.”

He pecked your lips then threw you over his shoulder, “You gone regret that shit.”

“Baby-”

“Nah, don’t “baby” me now. You was just talking all that shit, it’s time to put your money where your mouth is.”

Trevante took you to your shared room and sat you down on your feet then grabbed your neck again, making you look at him, “You gonna be good for Daddy?”

“Mhm.” you avoided his heated stare. You knew what he had in store for you was gone have you acting right...for now.

He tightened his grip on your neck, “Words ma, or you not gone get what you deserve.”

“I’ll be daddy’s good gir-” he adjusted your head to look at him in his eyes, “Good what?”

“I’ll be daddy’s good little slut.”

He pecked your lips and let your neck go, “Take your panties off. Ass up, face down.”

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waldau · 5 months

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competition — wen junhui | 1,473 words | fluff

"my ex was great at cuddling so you've made it your mission to prove you're better."

i accidentally began watching exclusive fairytale and jun is sooo. yeah.

gender neutral reader. warnings: none.

your eyes open to the sound of jun's heartbeat under your chest. strong and steady, beating evenly. you listen to it for a minute or two before you push yourself up to get ready for the day.

jun, however, seems to have other plans. the moment you sit up, you're pulled right back down onto his chest, his nose finding its place in the crook of your neck. you let out a small yelp.

"why is your nose so damn cold," you ask, curling in on yourself. jun lets out a huff which is suddenly too warm and too close.

"junnie," you warn, hand coming to rest on his, which is on your waist, holding you in place. "you need to get ready to go for your shoot."

"i know."

"i need to get ready for work."

"i know."

"and i'm feeling warm."

"oh. sorry," he says, and you find yourself free of his grasp, but not for long. you've barely managed to separate yourself from the tangle of limbs before jun suddenly lays his whole body on top of you, legs definitely dangling over the edge of the bed. he has you caged in his arms and is looking intently at you.

"there," he says, a smile on his face that's a mixture of love and smugness. "better?"

you like this version of jun; the one where he's so soft in the morning and not as energetic as he usually is during the rest of the day, but loving all the same. it gives you a chance to catch up with him.

"are you planking on me right now?"

"maybe. i'm trying a new way to cuddle you."

you blink. "i'd appreciate it if you let me out first."

"i'll let you out if you appreciate me first."

you look into his eyes and smile. "you're sexy, you know that?"

jun loses his balance momentarily and it's enough for you to sneak your hand to his strong stomach and tickle him. he rolls aside with an indignant shout of laughter. you take your chance and run to the bathroom. both of you know you'd be trapped in bed forever if you let jun have his way, and one of you needs to have their wits about this morning.

by the time you're showered and out, ready for the day, so is your boyfriend, but he's pouting. he's looking at you like you stepped on his puppy or something.

"you're mean," he grumbles, arms folded. "stop laughing." but he's not able to keep it up for long when you run to him and smush your face in his chest, hands wrapped so tightly around him that you're sure he's going to complain about not being able to breathe.

he doesn't. instead, he just hugs you harder. now you're doubting your own strategy.

"good morning, baby," you say, voice muffled.

"nothing good about this morning," jun says, not letting you go.

"oh, come on," you say, turning your head to the side so you can at least hear his heart again while you're being held captive. "let me go."

"apologize to me first."

you laugh, and his grip on you loosens. you move to hold his pretty face in your hands. "good morning, junnie," you say, pressing his cheeks together and planting a quick kiss to his lips. "i'm sorry for tickling you, but i can't promise it won't happen again."

"how dare you," he says, taking your hands off his face and kissing you back. "how are you going to make it up to me?"

"let me make breakfast and i'm yours for some time, okay? you can plank on me all you want."

jun looks at you mischievously. you smack his arm. "not what i meant. you need to leave soon. now are you going to help me with breakfast, or do you just want to watch?"

jun volunteers to help, but it ends up with him clinging to you as you flip the pancakes and run the smoothie blender. you don't mind him being like this, because while you're not as outwardly affectionate as he is, it's your way of letting him know that you appreciate him being like this with you all the time.

but today seems...more than usual.

not in a bad way, but you don't remember the last time jun's held you this much. he makes you sit in his lap for breakfast, feeding you pieces off your plate and letting you do the same. he removes the syrup from your lips with his own.

you don't always spend your mornings together, given that he often leaves earlier than you, so it's nice to have him follow you around as you finish your daily tasks of watering the plants and folding yesterday's laundry. he even helps you with today's laundry, following your instructions about separating the white and coloured clothes and seeing which detergent needs to be used.

you lean down to press a kiss to his head. there's a questioning look on his face.

"nothing. just love you, junnie," you say, ruffling his hair. he clings to your leg for a minute and only moves when you remind him about the dishes on the table you need to clear before you leave. he sighs and makes a big show of letting you go, following you into the kitchen.

you take a look at him while he's cleaning the table. he's what you'd probably call...mopey.

you're putting the syrup back in the cabinet when he wraps his whole self around you from behind. you suddenly remember how tall he is, broad shoulders and all.

"junhui," you say, and he freezes up. with good reason — you rarely ever call him that. "what's wrong?"

"nothing."

"liar."

he sighs, his breath ruffling your hair. "are you going to miss me when i'm gone?"

"are you seriously asking me that?" you get no response. "oh, come on, jun, it's not like you're going on tour?"

"so that's a no?"

you swat his arm. "of course i'll miss you, silly."

"are you going to miss my hugs?"

you turn around in his grip and look at him. he doesn't have that playful air about him. he looks serious. sad, even. his expressive eyes look dull and you want to do anything you can to bring them back to their usual joyful state.

"what's wrong, baby?"

"it's just...this is the first morning we're both home, but i have to go."

you squeeze his arm, somewhat glad you've both had the same thought. "i know. but i'll try to come back early tonight so we can watch that show you wanted to, okay?" when jun says nothing, you prod further. "this isn't the first time we've had to spend the day apart, junnie. did something happen?"

he says nothing, but there's a faint blush on his cheeks. you wait for him to speak. "i heard you talking to wonwoo."

"about how easily he kicked your ass at that obstacle course?"

jun lets out a fake gasp and you can see him coming back to his normal self. "you're so mean!"

"did i lie?"

jun rolls his eyes. "you said..."

you nod, wanting him to continue.

jun lets go of you, leaning forward till you're trapped between him and the counter. "i heard you tell wonwoo your ex was the best at cuddles. the best you've ever had."

he's actually serious, but all you can think of is how good he looks in his sleeveless top. you let out a laugh and prop yourself up on the counter so you can be at eye level with your favourite person in the world.

"baby."

"what."

"wen junhui, love of my life, are you jealous?"

"no!" he says far too quickly for someone who's supposedly not. "just...why would you be talking about your ex with wonwoo?"

you pull his hands to yourself, making them rest on your thighs. you're really going to miss him today. his lips look so soft and inviting, and you have to force your gaze to his eyes instead. you could stare into his eyes for hours if he wasn't so embarrassed by you doing that.

"we were talking about you, baby. he asked me about how we met."

"...wonwoo asked you?"

you giggle. "yeah. i told him the only thing my ex was good at was cuddles. i'm sure he was sick of how much i talked about you, polite as he is."

"fine, then," jun replies, a small smile on his face. but you know he's still not convinced.

"you're leagues better, i promise."

"i'd better be."

"and i thought you were really going to miss me, but it was just a competition to see—" you don't get to finish your sentence with the way jun swallows your words with a kiss.

#junnie is such a cute nickname oh my gosh #wen junhui #wen junhui fluff #seventeen #seventeen fluff #svt #svt fluff #junhui #fluff #waldau writes #🍃 — svt

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localityghost · 1 year

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how would the tokyo revengers cast do in no nut November

An|| People people! Have you seen the ask? Looks like I gotta get to writing! Also, everyone's aged up so do enjoy! I sort of rushed this post I'm sorry I wanted to make sure I didn't post it on December 1st

Of course Toman's up!

Manjiro Sano

Mikey thought it would be a good idea since everyone else was doing it little did he know that now that he had a significant other it was going to be hard sure you were his girlfriend back then but now heh yeah he was failing for sure

Mikey was deep inside you pressing you over the counter as hips rutted into you shit! It had been two weeks it was only November 11th! But nope Manjiro couldn't hold it in anymore "Mikey please s-slow down!" you pleaded but it fell on deaf ears as he continued pressing kisses against your neck as he licked and bit it causing you to spasm around him eyes rolling to the back of your head as you could no longer think straight from the way he was rutting into like a rabid dog or a lion in heat you were like water and he had been wandering in a desert for far too long he didn't care if you begged him to stop as well as not caring about the way your legs were shaking and threatening to give out yeah it was a rough day that week.

Ken Ryuguji

Sooo...our boy Draken or Ken-chin, our Kenny boy heh heh...he didn't last especially with you and Emma around him 24/7! How could he relax when you two are basically asking for it He and Emma have been crushing on you since they were kids and when you 3 got married it was heaven for Draken from then on. Of course he wanted to prove himself able to survive no nut November but alas he failed on the last week...

Emma just had happened to brush up on him and that was his first straw I mean come on it's Emma! But then on top of that, she fell right on top of you he stared at you both cock aching in his pants he saw how nicely you two looked together the way your breasts pressed together when you were on top of each other and that was the cake that took the frosting for Draken "Bed, now" both you and Emma were confused and boy oh boy! was it an experience. Draken had you bouncing on his cock kissing Emma as he fingered her and of course, he made sure he was giving attention to your puffy clit as well. He then broke the kiss with Emma having you both on all fours for him "Gonna fuck you two so full of my kids" and after that, you were both pregnant looks like Drakens expecting soon!

Mitsuya

GAH DAMN THIS MAN IS FINEEEEE! Mitsuya isn't one to participate in these types of activities but let's just say he did and man oh man was that his mistake

Mitsuya was making clothing as usual for you to model it's November 29th and he was making it strong but god...when you put on that dress it was over. Mitsuya was creating a new fashion line and wanted you to be his model, you were his wife after all, and the way the dress hugged you showing off your curves and clothing your thighs just right was enough to send him "Baby come here for a second? I need to do some readjustments" he said as you walked over humming innocently "So what are the readjustment fo-" you were cut off by Mitusya kissing you passionately as he worked his hands up your dress all the way to your panties "Taka-chan...what about..?" He shushed you kissing your neck as pushed the dress straps down to cup your breasts "That challenge is stupid anyways...need you now" he said licking your neck in that one sensitive spot as he rutted his hips against...ALL WHILE IN HIS WORKSPACE! It's gonna be smelling like you for a bit...

Chifuyu Matsuno

Y'all already know bro! I can definitely see Chifuyu being a switch I'm sorry I just can! Well no more like soft dom Chifuyu he tries to do No Nut November and the poor thing just misses the feel of your plush thighs around him :(

It was a week since he made that stupid bet that he knew he couldn't handle you knew how much he wanted his head to be crushed between your thick thighs and how he wanted to fondle your chest but god! Why would he make such a stupid ass bet?! He knows how you have him pussy drunk every time you offer yourself to him like come on! Chifuyu eventually couldn't do it anymore and found himself between your thighs eating you out and giving you kitten licks as you pushed him down but he kept in place "Just a little longer...just hold on f'me ok?" you nodded whimpering as he received an orgasm from you not wanting to miss a single drop and that was the part where he lost all his senses standing up straight to release his hard cock "Gonna put it in ok?"

Kazutora Hanemiya

KAZU MY BELOVED! He's definitely a thighs guy in fact he loves every part of you from head to toe! ^^

Kazutora only did it because you asked but the poor thing just can't be separated from how soft your skin is and how you give him that cute look when he fucks you raw since he loves the way you feel around him...and he only survived about 3 weeks before you accidentally fell on him one day and just happened to trigger his hard-on...in which he took you in the back and fucked you like he was on some sort of drugs "S-So tight hun...I don't think I could stay away from you for much longer~..." he said in a sweet tone as he rammed you from behind "K-Kazu-!" you try to call out but he quickly shushes you with a kiss as he bites your neck earning a whimper from you "Shhh...Baji will hear us unless..." he chuckled "That's what you want~..."

Baji Keisuke

Baji-Sannnn~! He deserved better but anyways onto my uh *cough cough* grinddddd

Baji thought No Nut November was a dumb thing but you teased him about not wanting to because he couldn't do it which he reprimanded you for saying that and so he vowed he would get through the month his famous last words "Tch...watch you'll be on your knees begging for me to fuck you!" and then in return, he only lasted 2 days...because you were wearing a virgin sweater Emma bought you and modeling it for yourself in the mirror when he walked in on you and soon found yourself pushed up against mirror with Baji's cock deep inside you "Yeah...you like that huh?" he thrusted in you again "Like being my little slut? This cunt belongs to me yeah?" he slapped your ass causing you to moan out "Y-Yes Keisuke~! All yours mmm~...promise!" you only fueled the fire as he forced you to look at your erotic face in the mirror as he made your eyes roll to the back of your head with every thrust of his cock inside you "My little slut~...heh got you going dumb on my cock~!" he said with a laugh slapping your ass again as he started thrusting more violently touching your g-spot but not intentionally as he laughed "Want my kids inside~? I'll definitely fulfill that wish~..."

Sorry, it's short hun! I wanted to get this out for you as soon as possible!

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carlsdarling · 10 months

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plss submissive carl ;( i want to make that boy whine and whimper sooo bad

Shut up and drive

Y/N and Carl are going on a supply run alone. Y/N is very upset with Carl's behavior and has to discipline him. Bit more of a plot, then sex. (I love it, it was so funny writing the sequence in the car haha). Everyone is 18 or over.

WARNINGS: smut, nsfw, sub!Carl, unprotected sex

You waited impatiently for Carl to close the trunk and get in. The place where you had parked - the parking lot of a large shopping mall - was not making you feel comfortable. Today, unlike usual, you had gone out just the two of you to get supplies. Rick hadn't been thrilled at first, but Judith's baby food and her diapers were running low, so he had agreed. You and Carl were good friends, but nothing more had ever happened between you, although you thought he was adorable.

At the mall you had found lots of kid stuff, including new clothes for Judith, and now the trunk was pretty full. You had only run into three walkers; it had been no problem to finish them off. Now you were on your way home, down a dusty country road, when Carl suddenly slowed down and pointed to a gas station on the right side of the road. Right next to it was a small store. "Liquors, beverages, wines, spirits," the sign read. "Do you think they have Coke?" he asked. There hadn't been any Coke in Alexandria for weeks, and the supply squads hadn't found any either.

"I doubt it," you said, but Carl was already steering the car into the gas station area.

"Let's go see," he decided.

Reluctantly, you got out. It was blisteringly hot, and you noticed that Carl's blue t-shirt was already sweaty all the way down his back, so that his slender muscles showed clearly when he moved. You would have liked to stroke him. To be on the safe side, you put your hands in your pants pockets. It was cool in the store, even freezing in the basement, and sure enough, there were three boxes of Coca-Cola. "Wow," Carl exclaimed delightedly. "Cold Coke!" He immediately began hauling the boxes upstairs and stowing them in the car while you collected bags of chips and beef jerky.

By the time you returned to the car with several bags of jelly beans in your hands, Carl had already gotten back behind the steering wheel. He was greedily drinking from a bottle of Coke. "Nice of you to wait for me," you said snipily. "I'm thirsty, too, you know." Carl looked at you with guilt and handed you the bottle.

"Great, after you almost drank it all," you pouted.

"I'll get you another one," he said hastily, fumbling with his bandage, and was about to exit the car, but you were faster than him, opening the trunk and taking out a bottle. When you got back in your seat, the straps of your top and bra slipped down, exposing the top of your breasts. Your left nipple peeked out, but you were so thirsty that you didn't care. You unscrewed the bottle and drank in great gulps, some Coke running from the corner of your mouth and dripping foamily down your cleavage.

"What is it?" you then asked indignantly, because Carl was looking at you blankly with a strange expression.

He shook his head, caught. "Nnn... nothing," he asserted.

You looked down, and suddenly it was all clear to you. You grinned. "You're staring at my breasts, and it's turning you on," you said teasingly.

"No, that's not true," Carl denied, blushing.

"Yes, it is true," you insisted. Now you also noticed that he had a visible bulge in his jeans - even though he was desperately trying to hide it. You had to laugh. "Little Carl is all horny just because he saw a nipple?" you teased him.

His mouth opened and closed in embarrassment. "Well... it's not like that, I..."

"All right, if you say so. I thought you might want to fuck me. After all, we're all alone, so the chance would be perfect. But if not, fine, we'll just go home. So shut up and drive."

Carl didn't know what to say. "I... well, if you ask like that... I'd like to..."

"What exactly would you like, Carl?" you asked dumbly.

"You... um, fuck you." He cleared his throat.

"I don't know if you deserve it," you chided him. "After that thing with the Coke, and after you stared at me so brazenly."

"I'm sorry," Carl said with a lowered gaze. "Couldn't we... just have sex anyway?"

"I don't know," you made him squirm, teasingly stroking his right knee. You hadn't missed the wet stain forming on the fabric of his jeans. "Are you horny or not?"

"Yes," Carl admitted sheepishly. "Please, can you..." You touched his lips gentle with yours, and for a while you were just kissing, but Carl pressed impatiently against you, letting his hands wander over your curves, caressing. His body was all hot, his breath went frantically.

"Not so fast," you scolded him, even though your pussy was throbbing with want. "And somehow it's too uncomfortable here anyway. I don't want to make out in the car, so we'd better not."

Carl looked utterly desperate. "Over there," he said, pointing to a meadow where there was a big tree. "We can get the blanket out of the trunk." He didn't wait for your reaction, but exited immediately. It amused you how needy and submissive he was, so you followed him to the tree where he spread the blanket in the grass and took off his t-shirt and threw it aside. You lay down next to each other on the blanket and shared caresses and kisses for a while. Carl became more and more aroused and began to moan and whimper softly, clinging to you, so you finally undid his belt and stripped him of his jeans and boxers.

His cock was pretty, hard as a rod, the tip glistening with moisture. "Please, Y/N," Carl begged whiney, sprawled on the blanket. "Please, undress, too." Deliberately slowly, you removed your top and bra, then your skirt and panties. You spread your legs slightly and showed Carl your pussy, which was already all wet and reddish, its lips slightly swollen. The sight of it made that a large amount of precum leaked out of Carl's cock. His eyes were all glazed over, his cheeks red from desire. He looked beautiful; he was so damn cute. "Please come here," he whimpered again, but you didn't think to give him what he wanted so much just yet. Again and again you stroked him, kissed him, gave his cock little licks and rubbed against him, but each time Carl tried to lay on top of you and to penetrate you, you withdrew from him and pushed him away. Finally, he held you tightly. "Please, please, Y/N," he murmured in your ear, raking his hand through your hair, "let me fuck you now. I promise you'll like it."

You decided you'd tormented him long enough, besides, you couldn't wait to be railed by him yourself; if it didn't happen soon, you'd cum before you even really got started. Carl positioned himself between your spread legs and you let him slip inside you. You took a sharp breath, he was so hard, he filled you completely and it felt wonderful. "Fuck, Y/N, you're so wet," he moaned and immediately started thrusting.

It didn't take long for you to cum and arch up under him, clawing your fingernails into his back. "Oh God, Carl," you sighed, wrapping your legs around his hips as he increased his pace. "Fuck me harder," you commanded, whereupon he lifted himself up and thrust hard into you, over and over, bringing you to multiple orgasms before he ejaculated into you with a scream, rode out his own orgasm and remained on top of you, breathing heavily. Sticky and sweaty, you were resting in the shade of the tree. Carl's cock went limp and slipped out of you, and you lay side by side looking at each other and kissing.

"I told you you'd like it," Carl murmured sleepily. The summer wind was brushing over you.

"I had to punish you for the Coke," you emphasized, kissing him on the forehead and the tip of his nose.

#the walking dead #carl grimes fanfiction #carl grimes smut #carl grimes x reader #carl grimes x y/n #carl grimes #carl fanfiction #carl grimes imagines #twd

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zoe-is-amazingg · 11 months

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You're just not my type Prt 3

Jock!Ethan Landry X Guitarist!F!Reader

W/C - 1.5 K

Summary - Ethan definitely has an idea about what you think about him

Warnings - just making out.

A/N - I'm so happy i'm trying to finish this rn. im also done wit the flashbacks sooo

Last part * Next part *

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You slowly walk into school, your headphones over your ears, it's been a week since you've last seen Bryce and you're living for it. You practically wanted nothing to do with him and recently, someone else was definitely trying to get in with you.

Ethan, that is.

He has been interacting with you all week, talking to you, flirting with you, he even has been asking you about your guitar. You weren't used to all this male attention surrounding you. Ethan's friends were slowly talking to you, finding you interesting and asking things about you too.

But out of all of them, Ethan is the one that you seem to like the most. He seems caring and kind and nice. He was cute as hell, but you really didn't want this to be another Bryce situation where he ends up being a dick to you in five days.

You're walking and just minding your own business when someone pulls off your headphones and you turn around. Of course, it was Ethan.

"Ethan give them back!" You huff as he puts them on his head. You really wanted to go to art early. He nods his head and hums to the tune of the song just a little bit before he takes them off and puts them around your neck.

"Is that...Your own music?" He asks you, looking deeper into your eyes than anyone else ever has before. He had this strong cologne on and on top of how his hair looked it the sun, it was intoxicating to you. You wanted to rip the varsity jacket off and kiss him.

"Uh, yes, actually. It's just something I've been working on for the moment, nothing too special." You state and He nods. He smirks at you and then steps back.

"That's really good," He states, and you blush, what the hell was happening to you. In a minute you'll start giggling like a fucking schoolgirl. "Can I meet you in the music room after this class. I really want to hear you play in person." You shake your head, and he sighs. You look into his eyes for a moment and groan. "Fuck it, sure, I'll see you there."

You slowly walk away and sigh as you put your headphones over your ears. You arrive at art, being a bit over 5 minutes late, you were never late and by the way everyone was looking at you, you could tell their thinking the same. You take your headphones off and take your seat at the back.

"Gentlemen and Gentlewoman, I really want this next piece for your portfolio to really tell me about your emotions." The teacher says. You weren't one for emotions really, but maybe these new feelings for your browned haired friend could bring out some good work. "I want this to reflect what the past month has been like in about three to five paintings, show me your emotions and the journey that your emotions go through."

"What the hell." You mumble. This month for you has been terrible, except for the past week. Your friend, Casey, looks at you. He was a great artist and an even better friend; he calls you constantly.

"I know you're not good with your emotions, but you should really use your feelings for Ethan. Their only blossoming into new for you, Bryce was a shit dude. Ethan seems like he's good for you. You seem happier." That was deep as hell. What the fuck.

You will admit to yourself that you do seem happier ever since Ethan's come into your life. So maybe that party was worth it. "I don't know, he asked me to meet him after this class to get him to watch me play. I don't know if I should go." You mumble.

"Y/N. I swear to god. If you don't go, you'll wish you did because I'll legit kill you." Casey says and you groan. "Fuck you, fuck it. I'll go!" You groan.

"Yessss! Please do! He loves you! It's so obvious." Casey rolls his eyes. You roll your eyes and get up and walk away. You put on your apron and grab 3 paint brushes, a cup of water and some light blue, pastel purple and pink and yellow. That's what you felt like doing at the time anyway

You go back to your desk and sit down. You place all the objects onto the table and slump back down into your seat. You turn around with your chair and grab a canvas and paint palette.

You turn back around to your desk and place the canvas and palette down. You squeeze a little bit of each color onto the palette and wet the smallest paint brush you grabbed. You dip it into the pink paint, someone in the corner of the classroom catches your eye. You slowly take off your headphones and put them into your bag.

"I'm here for Y/N." Ethan says. Your jaw drops. What the fuck is he doing? You don't come to his basketball practice. You were painting, you're not packing up because you just started. "Why does Y/N need to come with you?"

"Something important has come up and I really need her to come with me Mrs Warner." Ethan says. He looks at you and you shake your head. "Sure, go ahead, take Y/N. I'm not fighting with 21-year-old about a girl leaving class early."

"I'll pack up your stuff." Casey smirks at you. You grab your bag and leave with him. You both walk in silence for a moment, you're finding the right words because in your head, everything you wanted to say was mixed together.

"Where are we going?" You ask. He shakes his head at you and chuckles. Fuck. He is not taking you to the studio. "By the way your face expressions are, I think you just realized." He chuckles at you. You didn't want to play for him, you were planning on not showing up. But what's the worst that can happen?

You walk with him for a moment and then you both arrive at the studio. You really weren't keen on playing for him. He opens the door and there's your guitar, in all its beauty. "Y/N. Look, if you don't want to play for me, that's fine, I don't want you to feel like you have to." He says to you, clearly it was obvious that you were nervous to play infront of him.

"No, I want too. I just haven't really played my own music in front of someone before." You mutter, you both go inside the studio, and he closes the door. You pick up the electric guitar and set it up so it can make noise from the speakers. Ethan looks at you and slowly pulls the guitar out of your hands and lightly rests it on the wall.

He grabs your hands and looks at you directly into your eyes. He slowly rubs circles into the back of your hands. He drops onto his knees, and you can't even believe this is happening to you. "Are you okay?" He asks.

"Fine, fine. Don't worry about me." You whimper. He nods, clearly not convinced with your answer. He hands you back the guitar and you turn the volume up on it lightly. "Just pretend I'm not here."

You close your eyes. Fuck why is the this so damn scary. You start playing a little bit to see if it's tuned. It is and now you can't waste any more time. You slowly start with a hammer on and start playing. You play for about two minutes before you stop. Ethan's jaw is wide open and shocked.

"That's really fucking good." He mutters. You didn't know what to say. He did not just say your good. It felt like a praise. It was a praise. God, you wanted him so bad. You hand him the guitar. "Sit down, I'll give you a lesson." You say and his eyes light up. "Really?"

"Yes, now sit down before I change my mind." You sigh. He nods and sits down. The guitar is placed on his lap, and he picks it up the way you did before. He puts the strap over his shoulders. "What next ma'am?" He asks jokingly. You walk over and stand over him. You grab his hands and use your hands lead where his are going.

You let him play a little riff and then stop. He looks up at you and says "Fuck it, I cant pretend anymore." He mutters and you tilt your head.

What is he on about? Your thoughts are cut short when his lips connect with yours. Your lips move and fit perfectly together. He slides the guitar off him and places it onto the floor. You slowly move your body so you're standing basically on top of him. You slowly get pulled onto his lap and you hook your hands around his neck.

Someone opens the door, and you break the kiss to look at the person. It's the one person you did not want to talk too.

Bryce.

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seuonji · 9 months

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彡 a different feeling — chwe vernon

notes ๑ x fem reader, fluff, college setting, long fic, friends to lovers, cursing, vernon is sooo oblivious (and unserious), vernon loves yn so much. they are so teenager here and they’re still figuring out how everything works. lowk dramatic.

2k words

「big thanks to my bestie who proofread this but also we both were in the middle of a food coma so there still might be some mistakes<3 」

—songs depicts how the characters feel at the moment.

first part + currently playing - your face by wisp

๑ 'i want to feel, only when im with you."

the door of your class finally opened after what felt like an eternity. "yo," vernon who had been waiting for you says as he puts his arm around your shoulders.

"hey," you responded still not making eye contact with him, you were busy queueing songs to play during your travel. once you were done you gave him your other earphone and leaned on him slightly, "thanks for waiting by the way." "always," he smiles at you softly.

as you walked with vernon and looked around your school you noticed the stares you got from certain vernon fangirls. you knew it was kinda unfair for you to keep clinging onto your best friend like this, but something gives you a bad feeling in your stomach when you think of seeing vernon with another person. of course if ever he got with another person you’d stop, but for now, he was yours to keep.

"i think the girls in my class like your cool-guy-stance, they couldn’t take their eyes off you seeing you outside the window," you teased, he was always there waiting for you as long as you guys didn't have a conflict in schedule, he would always be able to get you from class and commute with you to your home. it's been like that since you guys got close in the beginning of college and found out you guys live near each other.

"im flattered," is all vernon had to say. you softly chuckled at his emotionless face. you moved on from the topic and talked about anything interesting that happened that day.

second part + currently playing - by your side by flatsound

๑ 'but i don't want to say goodbye, because it’s safer when i'm by your side.’

you guys got on your train and you sat on the only available seat. you gave up offering the seat to vernon, he would never take it. he stood in front of you and held the bar at the top to keep balance as you continued on with your story about a girl you dislike.

"and then, when i walked into the room kel said "hi yn!" and she hugged me!?" you expressed your disgust with your tone. "isn't kel the girl that talked shit about you?" vernon asked, super intrigued with your gossip. "EXACTLY- hey vern you missed your stop," you noticed when you took a looked at the train route. "huh- no i didn't?"

"you're going to seungkwan's place no?" seungkwan was vernon’s best friend from highschool. "i'm bringing you home first tho?" he mimicked your tone and rhymed. you laughed slightly and played with the hem of his jacket, "you don't have to bring me all the time.”

you lied. you preferred it when he stayed. train rides were more bearable with him.

he gently held your wrists in his hands and fiddled with the charms of the bracelet he gave you, “i’m not doing this cause i have to, i’m doing this because i want to.”

he was telling the truth. he loved being around you more than anyone else. that isn’t to say he didn’t want to meet his friends it’s just, a few more minutes with you, if he can take it, he will.

you grinned and leaned your head on his arm. he looked down and patted your head with his free hand. you don’t know why but something in you screamed that you wanted something more than this.

something felt different.

third part + currently playing - theres this girl by sign crushes motorist

๑ 'theres this girl, i hope she knows, how much she means to me.'

vernon got the key to seungkwan’s apartment that kwan gave him after realising vernon practically lives there. also one time vernon had to pee really bad and he was just outside the door knocking profusely— but seungkwan was wearing earphones and couldn’t hear him. but generally it could just be convenient and good for emergencies!

he quickly opened the door and threw his stuff on the floor along with his shoes.

“KWAN,” vernon stands infront of his friend that’s sitting in his living room, head rested on his hands like he was in a midlife crisis (he was). seungkwan slowly lifts his head revealing his bloodshot eyes with the glare that screamed don’t mess with me. vernon calmed down and pushed his suffering friends bangs away to touch his forehead, “you good bro?” “fuck college.” “true that.”

“hey vern,” seungkwan's roommate jeonghan walked in from the hall. they’ve been livng together since college started. "hey.”

“i'm taking a break and what’s up with you? you seem tense,” seungkwan got up from the floor and walked to the kitchen.

“i think i want to confess to yn," vernon stood in the center of the house like a lost cat.

both seungkwan and jeonghan froze. two people that hear at least 5 stories about yn per day. is it actually happening? is their otp actually getting together?

"excuse me?" seungkwan furrowed his eyebrows. "woahhh," jeonghan still stood in the hallway like the standing emoji. "who slipped up first?" he added.

"no one slipped up? i don't even think yn sees me that way."

"you oblivious gremlin- you two are closer than some married couples i know." seungkwan hissed. "that's just how we've always been." seungkwan slammed his hands on the dining table that was separating him from throwing hands at his blunt friend. jeonghan picked up the conversation as he hung his arm on the youngest's shoulder, "okay, why do you want to confess?"

"i can't really see myself being with anyone else."

"that's a good reason."

"i think i only have eyes for her." "okay this is getting cheesy," seungkwan cuts him off.

"but what if yn isn't interested and then our friendship becomes weird and then i have to live a life without her," vernon lays on the couch out of frustration.

"vernon, you and yn already act like a couple what makes you think a label changes anything," jeonghan stated while seungkwan nodded in agreement and took a sip from his glass while his free hand was on his hip. he was serving wine aunt.

jeonghan leaned against the wall and watched the helpless boy sulk, "i'm only gonna tell you this once, you'll never actually get together unless you try. and it's better to try. before you know it, she might be taken away by another guy, yknow?"

"yea," vernon replied defeatedly.

"you guys are close enough for you to try and it would be crazy for her to not have caught feelings, especially with the way she reciprocates your actions." he continued.

“kinda true.”

“unless she’s only close with you to make her crush jealous," seungkwan sips again as both stared at him, jeonghan with a hateful gaze and vernon with a, 'i thought you were on my side' look.

jeonghan instantly got up and ruffed up seungkwan's already messy hair and they bickered about why kwan would even say that. but anyways, regardless of what these two said, it all depended on vernon to make his move.

+ currently playing - ur so pretty by wasia project

๑ 'i'm so scared that the moments we shared won't happen again, i don't want this to end."

the typical routine of you clinging onto vernon happened again the next day. your arm was wrapped around his left arm, his right hand held your phone and it was his turn to queue the music today. you were expressing your joy with slightly jumping and tugging his arm over knowing that tomorrow would be the weekend but vernon was thinking about how you two might not be doing this anymore by tomorrow.

as you calmed down there was a silence but vernon broke it, “yknow you’re never going to get a boyfriend if you keep doing this.”

your heart sunk to your stomach, ‘where is this coming from?’ you thought but you maintained your composure and muttered, “i know.”

vernon looked at you, “you don’t want one?”

“i do.”

as you said that, vernon felt the world fall from behind him. could you be talking about the crush seungkwan made up— vernon was practically losing hair and sleep over a sentence he heard yesterday. having a crush on his best friend was one thing. realising he might have been inconsiderate to you was another. he knew how physically affectionate he is with you but he never bothered to ask you, was there someone else in your life that you wanted to share these experiences with. actually that was more or less a question he didn’t want the answer to.

at this point you both stopped walking and the air was heavy. your voice reached his ears but he didn’t know if it felt as sweet as before, “vern?” you stood in front of him reaching for his arm.

eventually he couldn’t bottle his feelings anymore.

he cupped your hands and spoke, “yn i really like you, like since we got close— since i met you probably so if you like someone else just tell me i can handle it,” he can’t handle it, but this was the right thing to do, right?

it was so silent you could hear the breeze.

vernon continued “i don’t want to hold you back, i want you to be with the person you like—“

+ still playing - ur so pretty by wasia project

๑ 'so hold me, don’t leave me.’

you launched yourself onto him and hugged him.

vernon couldn’t tell why you did that. was it out of pity? a friendly hug?— you guys hug all the time but why did this feel different from the one last week? in the end, he couldn’t find it in him to care if there was a motive or something of that sort. he just wanted you. in that moment all he could do was absorb it. he closed his eyes and caressed you in his arms.

“vernon?”

“yea?”

“i like you too. you idiot.”

vernon stood there dumbstruck. ‘no way,’ he mouthed.

he would’ve called you out for pranking him if it wasn’t for your overly sentimental voice that pierced his heart.

there was a long pause before he responded, “you sure?”

you slightly parted from the hug to face him, “fuck you mean ‘you sure’? does it really look like i’m looking at other people?” you sandwiched his face in between your hands. his arms were still around your waist and he laughed at your reaction, “sorry, sorry.”

you beamed at his gentleness and he got so lost in your eyes. “do you want to date me?” he said breathily. you jumped back into the hug, “of course!?”

—

‘there’s no way that worked,’ vernon thought. you two continued your walk to the train, while holding hands! but also vernon’s legs felt like jelly from the shock. he was walking so slow you thought you were going to miss your train.

fortunately you both got onto the train and got to your usual position. you got on your phone with one hand to reply to any messages you had while the other was holding vernon’s.

vernon was also on his phone and he couldn’t fully pay attention to you, “sorry, give me a second i need to tweet this to seungkwan and jeonghan.” you snickered at his seriousness and way of phrasing.

———

vern, kwan & han

vern: i did it

kwan: you burnt something down?

vern: i’m dating yn

han: WOAHHHH 👏

han: i told you!

kwan: don’t get too happy, this could be another one of his dating yn dreams. did you just wake up?

vern: *attachment of you two holding hands*

———

he instantly got a phone call from the two and it ended within mere seconds. you could still hear someone talking on the other line but vernon hung up.

“seungkwan and jeonghan invited you to dinner tomorrow.”

“are they your parents or something.”

“more or less.”

it was a calm train ride until you realised something. “why did you keep talking about me liking someone earlier?”

vernon sighed, “fucking seungkwan.”

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fanficsformyfaves · 10 months

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Hallway Crush

Kirby Reed x Fem!Reader

WARNING: SMUT 18+, Loss of Virginity, Oral Sex (R Receiving), Fingering (R Receiving), Strap On Sex (R Receiving), Hickeys, FLUFF, Mutual Pining

PREFACE: Reader has always had a crush on Kirby, but what she didn't know was that the feelings were mutual

A/N: I'm appalled by the lack of stories for my wife

As if today didn't start off shitty enough with me being late, I completely forgot my laptop on the kitchen island.

"Are you fucking serious?", I whisper to myself,

Before zipping up my backpack and slightly slamming my car door closed. I start walking towards the building, when I get ambushed by Robbie and Charlie. I let out a surprised gasp and clutch at my chest.

"What's your favorite scary movie?", Charlie questions,

Pathetically attempting the Ghostface voice.

"What the fuck is wrong with you guys?", I scold,

Shoving past the two and making my to the front doors.

"You look good, (Y/N)!", I hear Charlie call out to me,

To which a return the favor with a middle finger.

"Oof, harsh", Robbie mocks,

Watching me walk away.

"Completely uninterested in your existence"

"No, man, she wants me", Charlie replied,

Unashamed of his delusion.

I finally make it inside and head straight for my locker. I take out the books I needed for my first class and shut it close.

"(Y/N)", I hear a familiar voice call out to me,

I turn and felt my heart drop to my stomach. I had a crush on Kirby Reed since I first moved here. From her blonde locks to her piercing eyes and rosy lips, it was next to impossible for me to think straight with her around.

I eventually snap out of my haze and look around to make sure she was actually speaking to me. I point to myself and she chuckles.

"Unless there's another (Y/N) I'm unaware of, then yes, I'm talking to you", she reassures,

I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding and walk towards her.

"Hi"

"Hi", she greeted sweetly,

I smile nervously, pulling up the strap of my bag that was slipping off.

"What are you up to tonight?", she asks,

"Um, just studying. The calc quiz is coming up and I wanna make sure I ace it"

"Oh, pretty and smart. Good combo", she compliments,

Looking me up and down. I could feel my cheeks heat up at her comment.

"Thanks"

"Jill and I are having a party tonight and I was just wondering if you'd like to come"

I hesitate for a moment.

"Well-"

"But, if you're busy, I totally get it-"

"No!"

My suddeness catching her off-guard.

"I mean, I don't...have to study"

She raises her eyebrows at me.

"It's more of a refresher thing, but, I could always just skip it"

"Ooh, I like bad girls", she teases,

Was she trying to make me explode? Cause god-damn, she didn't need to try very hard.

"Sooo, I'll see you tonight? Eight thirty?"

"Yes", I replied,

Holding back a squeal that was fighting to escape me.

"Great. See you there", she bids farewell,

Walking off.

Did that actually just happen? Or did the crush I had on her for months finally start getting to me? Either way, I was definitely going to that party to find out.

The second school was over, I rushed home and immediately started getting ready. I showered, did my hair, make up and picked out an outfit that would definitely get her attention. I settled on a maroon bell sleeve top that perfectly showcased what it needed to, low waist jeans and converse.

Once I did a purse check, I head out and got in my car. I knew I got the right address, when I saw all the people hanging out on the front lawn. That and the loud music I could hear from the inside of my car.

Taking in one last deep breath, I parked and got out. With each step I took towards the house, my heart started beating faster and faster. The moment I opened the front door, I was instantly faced with a sea of people from school.

Being a freshman, I didn't know that many people yet, especially the seniors, who I was now surrounded by. I didn't particularly enjoy big crowds, so it came as no shock when I felt my anxiety kick it into high-gear. Maybe I should just go home-

"(Y/N)!"

Fuck, too late.

I carefully turn around and see Kirby nodding her head at me from the couch with Jill and Olivia.

"Come on", she says over the loud music,

I walk over to them and the three girls scoot over to make room for me.

"Glad you didn't skip out on me", she teased,

As I took a seat next to her.

"Of course not", I replied,

Shaking my head. She smiles and sips from her drink. All I could focus on were her lips and the way the wrapped around the cup. The same blush spreading across my face as before.

"You look really good", she says,

Dragging her eyes up and down my body, as I fought back a scream.

"You know, we've passed each other in the halls a bunch of times, but we've never actually spoken before...why?", she questioned,

It's not like I could've just admitted about being madly in love with her.

"I'm just naturally shy", I opt for the less embarrassing response,

"Well...you have no reason to be", she replied,

Raking her eyes up and down my frame once more, as I held back another scream that almost found its way out of me.

We spent the next hour just talking and stumbled upon our shared love for horror movies.

"Okay okay"

"Hm?"

"What the fuck is up that Chucky doll?", I ask,

Making Kirby almost spit her drink back out from laughing.

"Sorry!", I exclaimed,

Taking a napkin and wiping the corner of her mouth.

"It's okay, you're just really funny"

She looks back at me and it was only then did I realize just how close we had gotten. Inches barely keeping us apart.

"Boo! Get a room!", Olivia teased,

Causing us both to look over at them, whilst Jill burst out into laughter. Kirby shakes her head and turns her attention back to me.

"Ignore them"

I smile and discard of the used napkin.

"Well, I definitely need a refill, wanna come?", she questioned,

"Sure"

We navigate our way through the drunken crowd and found ourselves at the kitchen island.

"Want some?"

"Oh, I can't. I'm driving myself home"

That's when she pulls out a carton of fruit juice. I give her a confused look.

"You didn't think I'd be wasted, did you? Someone's gotta keep everyone in check. My parents would kill if me if anything happened to the house", she explained,

Pouring herself a new glass.

"Come on, indulge me", she jokingly challenged,

I grab one for myself and she did the same. I was now hyper-focused on her hands and the way they moved. It made my stomach flutter. I couldn't help, but chew nervously thinking about all the ways they could touch me, ruin me-

"(Y/N)?"

Her words ripping me out of my explicit thoughts.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"You totally spaced just now. What were you thinking about?", she sets her cup down,

Leaning closer towards me.

"Nothing", I say,

She tilts her head, unconvinced. My heart was beating so loud, that it was all I could hear.

"Are you sure?", she pressed on,

Taking my hand in hers.

I couldn't hold it in any longer. From the way she was looking at me to her thumbs rubbing up and down the back of my hand, it all became too much too fast.

Not wanting to prolong the torture any longer, I lean in and finally press my lips against hers, just waiting to see if she would kiss me back. Any doubts that I had left disappeared the moment I felt her free hand grab my waist to pull me in closer. Our lips moving in perfect sync.

It was even better than I could've possibly imagined. It felt like everyone else around us disappeared and we were in our own little world.

Eventually, she pulls away, biting back a smile.

"Finally", she whispered,

Making me chuckle to myself.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for that", she admits,

Tucking a lose strand behind my ear. If she only knew. She takes a moment to scan the room, before looking back at me.

"Hopefully, I'm not being too forward, but...would you wanna go somewhere more private?"

I nod and she takes me by the hand, leading me up the stairs and towards her room.

The moment we step foot inside, she pins me to the door, using my body to shut it closed. We pick up right where we left off, only this time, our hands roam each other's bodies. I help her out of her jacket and she tugs at the bottom of my blouse, almost as if to ask for permission to take it off.

"Wait", I exhaled out of breath,

"Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just..."

She gives me a worried expression.

"I've never...like..."

That's when it hit her.

"You're a virgin", she relaxes,

I nod shyly.

"We don't have to do anything, if you're not ready", she reassured,

"No, I am!", I say,

"I just have no idea what I'm doing", I confessed,

She cups my face.

"Do you want me to show you?"

I felt myself melting at how soft she was being with me.

"Yes...please", I pleaded,

"Okay", she smiles,

Continuing to kiss me. Her pace was now tender and slow, not that I was complaining.

I pull my shirt off over my head, leaving my top half completely exposed for her to see.

"God, you really are perfect", she praised,

As I grinned in excitement.

I unbutton my pants and drag it down my legs, along with the underwear I was wearing. I'd never felt more vulnerable than I did in that moment. My arms instinctively go to cover my body, but she stops them, before they had the chance.

"Don't do that", she says,

Gently moving my head to face her.

"You don't have to hide anything from me"

She kisses me and her hands leave my face, finding their way down the rest of my body. They settle on my bare chest, squeezing my mounds, as I quietly whine against her lips.

Kirby chuckling at how sensitive I was.

Eventually, her kisses trail down my cheeks, till they met the skin of my neck.

"So good for me", she mumbled,

Going lower and licking circles over my now hardened buds, as I sigh in satisfaction. She then made her way down my stomach, till she was on her knees, spreading my legs apart.

"Can I?", she questioned,

As her hungry eyes stared up at me in anticipation, to which I nod.

"I need to hear you say it", she whispers,

The things she did to me by simply just talking was more than enough to make me come undone right then and there.

"Yes", I answer,

Causing her to flash me another one of her signature smirks, before diving into me. Her lips wrapping around my pulsing bundle of nerves, as I gasp at the contact. She slides her fingers up and down my slit, spreading the mess she was making of me.

I could already feel my knees going weak.

"You taste so good", she praises.

Finally having had enough with the torturing, she gently slips her digits into me, pressing earnestly against where I needed her most . A surprised gasp fleeing out of me as a result.

Not wanting to risk hurting me, she started of slow and cautious. Treating me like like a fragile piece of glass that could be shattered even with the slightest touch.

"Y-You can go faster", I reassure,

Making her look up at me. Her eyes were filled with so much tenderness, that I couldn't help but fully surrender myself into her hands.

That was all she needed to hear.

She picks up the pace and began to go faster and faster, as my fingers intertwine themselves with her golden tresses. Each moan and whine only encouraging her to continue her ministrations.

It didn't take long for my knees to start buckling from how weak they were. Noticing how my legs were about to give out, Kirby pulls away, making me whine at the loss of her touch.

"Come here", she says,

Taking me to her vanity and sitting me down, before getting back to what she was doing. Eventually, my walls begin to tighten around her and she went harder and faster.

"K-Kirby"

"You're so close, baby. Do it for me", she whispers.

It was like a knot in the pit of my stomach just snapped apart, as a flood came rushing out of me and onto her welcoming tongue. I've had orgasms before, but...nothing like this. Maybe it was the fact it was someone else and not just myself or maybe she was just that good. Either way, I wasn't gonna complain.

I take a moment to catch my breath, while she swallows me down and wipes off the rest. Kirby then gets back on her feet and kisses me.

"You are the sweetest person ever...literally and metaphorically", she teases,

Making me giggle against her.

"Hey"

"Mm?"

"Feel free to say no, but...would you wanna try something else?"

"You mean like...return the favor?", I ask,

About to go down on my knees, when she stops me with chuckle.

"No, trust me...we have all the time in the world for that", she says,

"But for now, I was thinking..."

She takes my hand and led me to her closet. She slid the door to the side and dug through her clothes to find a box. Once she opened it up, a delicious chill ran up my spine from what I found, waiting inside.

"Is that-"

"Jill and Liv got it for me as a gag-gift for my birthday", she explained,

Taking the strap on out.

"But what they didn't know was that I would be putting it to good use"

I bite back a smile and look back up at her.

"Do you want this? Cause, if you aren't ready-"

"I am", I cut off,

"I trust you"

She grins and I eased any remaining doubts she might've had with a kiss.

"But...", I pull away,

"You're wearing too many clothes for my liking", I joked,

Making her laugh to herself.

I helped her out of the shirt, bra, jeans and thong she was wearing, before tossing the items of clothing into a pile in the corner.

She was breathtaking, almost...unreal. Every dip and curve on her body made my heart beat even faster than it had before.

"What?"

"Nothing, you're...beautiful, Kirby", I say nervously.

She smiles and takes my hand.

"That makes the two of us", she smiles,

Taking me to the bed and carefully laying me down.

"If at any point, you feel uncomfortable"

"I won't", I promised,

"But if you do, please let me know, okay? You're gonna feel pressure for the first few seconds"

"I know. I trust you"

"Okay", she says,

Leaning down to kiss me. As we did, she settles between my legs, before wrapping them around her waist and reaching down to grab the toy. Her free arm going under my back to scoop me up and pull me in closer.

She rubs up and down my slit and eventually pushes in slightly with her hips. The sensation making me tense up as a response.

"Don't do that", she whispers,

Soothing me with soft circles she would draw on the skin of my spine.

"It'll make it hurt", she warns,

"Deep slow breathes, baby"

I do as she says and finally relax in her grasp. She continues to push deeper into me and eventually found the sweet spot waiting for her. I let out a gasp and cling onto her for dear life.

"There she is", she praised.

She gives me a moment to adjust, burying her face in my neck and kissing the warmth of my skin, while mumbling sweet nothings into my ear.

Once I was ready for more, I let her know.

"Y-You can move", I whine.

She nods against me and slowly starts moving her hips back and forth. It was a feeling unlike any other, but it wasn't painful, like I thought it would be. It was actually quite the opposite.

Finally getting used to the feeling, I urged her to go faster by bucking my hips up.

"So needy", she teased,

Picking up the pace and thrusting into me faster and harder.

With the long-forgotten party carrying on outside, the desperate moans and sounds that escaped me were all disguised by the chaos from beyond the door, as the smell of sex filled the room.

As it was only my first time, it came as no surprise to me when my orgasm began to build up quicker than I wanted, which Kirby obviously noticed by how much harder she had to ram into me with how tight my walls were wrapping around the strap.

She hurriedly reaches down and rubs fast circles on my clit, only making me cry out even louder.

"So fucking cute like this. Let me have it, baby. Cum"

Those words were the last thing I heard, before I was thrusted over the edge and consumed by the warm embrace of my climax. I let go, screaming her name over and over like it was the only thing I knew how to.

She gently pulls out, as the new-found emptiness left me wincing.

"Shhh", she comforted,

Laying back down and pulling me onto her bare chest. We laid there for a moment, catching our breaths and using the sound of each other's heart beats to ground ourselves.

It wasn't an uncomfortable silence that took over.

It was the kind where there was so much more being said without words, than if there were. From how her fingers lightly traced my spine to the kisses she would press against my cheeks and the way she held me like I'd slip right out of her hands said more than any superficial post-sex conversation ever could.

"Think you could spend the night?"

"My parents are out of town, so I don't see why not. Why?", I asked,

"Well, it's pretty late and um...I wouldn't want my girlfriend to be home alone", she replied,

Causing my eyes to widen, as I sit up to look at her.

"What did you say?"

"I don't want you to be home alone?", she tried to play off,

"No no no no no, you called me something"

"Oh...you mean my girlfriend?", she admits,

"Well, don't you wanna be?"

"Yes!", I squeal,

Diving down and crashing my lips onto hers, as she laughs at my excitement.

"About time, don't you think? I mean, I've spent years obsessing over you", she smiles,

Tucking my hair behind my ear.

Unbeknownst to Kirby, the feeling was always mutual.

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odditycircus-2002 · 6 months

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Medusa!Reader and Shang Tsung in Mortal Kombat 1 Part 12

Spoilers for MK 1 Story Mode: Proceed with Caution

Sooo, given how this whole ending is, just bear with me here, given there will be an alternate version of you. Still, I'll do my best to try and keep it coherent for y'all. Now onwards!

When Lui Kang recruited you to fight against your Titan self and Titan Shang Tsung, you volunteered to be part of his army to fight against the evil Titans. That is primarily because of the fact that they threaten the timeline YOU live in! Luckily, as mentioned before, you wouldn't be fighting alone; you'd be fighting with endless variants of people you know across timelines, including a version of you that appeared to be a heavenly figure.

At the top of the Temple, standing beside Titan Shang Tsung, is your Titan counterpart, who was grinning like a mad woman at the thought of the bloodshed that would take place. You hear her speaking to Lui Kang,

"Oh, but some things never change, Lui Kang. No matter how much you want to deny it. History has a way of repeating itself, such as now.

Titan Y/N claps her hands in amusement as she encourages Titan Shang Tsung as he reveals the allies they both have gathered throughout multiple timelines. Titan Y/N stood with her husband and a Titan Quan-chi as they signaled for their army to attack; in response, your allies charged up the pyramid. As the battle at the Argus's Temple commences, you feel as if everything you did and what happened didn't happen simultaneously.

You couldn't fly up the temple because the skies were packed with other flying Kombatants and projectiles. So you fought and petrified past Kung Laos, Kenshis, Shaos, Barakas, Sub-Zeros, and Rains. Although it wasn't just variant of people you know that you had to fight. The first one you had to face was Sindel, or at least a Sindel mixed with Zateran blood judging from her scaley appearance and how she vomited acid at you mixed with her banshee shriek. After defeating her, you ran off without another word.

Soon after confronting the Reptilian Empress, a Shao/Sub-Zero hybrid sends you to the ground.

"No healer will be able to fix you once I'm through."

While it was cathartic for you to fight another Shao, as you'll never tire of making the brute suffer, the ice he commanded was a bitch for your reptilian skin. Yet, you managed to prevail by slicing off that Shao's head. You had no time to revel in your victory when you had to run from a large group of Titan Shang Tsung's minions. You got a stab in on an evil Kenshi while running from them, though. Shortly after, you're then jumped by a Baraka and Scorpion hybrid.

"We'll see who's fangs are deadlier."

While you were a bit relieved to not be fighting against a Cryomancer, fighting against a Pyromancer wasn't a pleasant experience. Especially one that resembles your dear Baraka. You had no time to dwell on any regret before a blonde woman with a robotic eye that shoots devastating lasers starts to attack you with a large knife. Luckily your blade proved to be sharper as you disabled the blonde's eye by stabbing her in the eye and through the head. Shortly after, you go up against a Kenshi who seems to have mastered Hydromancy. You had to get a bit creative there because of how your petrifying gaze wouldn't work on him. So, the old-fashioned poison would do the trick.

If only the same could be said for the Goro that attacks you with a Warhammer in each arm. Yet, you're then saved by not one or two but three different versions of Johnny Cage, one of them dressed like some sort of ninja errr mime?

"Much appreciated; good health to you all!"

You say to them before you're confronted by a Reiko/Quan-chi hybrid. Like both of his components, he was overly confident in his skills. After defeating him, you climb higher up the pyramid only to be confronted with four people you've never met, all dressed in yellow and black uniforms. Fortunately, you didn't have to fight them alone before another Kitana, this one who wore two buns in her hair and was dressed in a way fitting for the divine, mowed the entire group down effortlessly.

"Oh, thank you so much, your Majesty."

Kitana then got knocked down by some random kombatant who came out of nowhere. After getting through a couple more bizarre hybrids, you were close enough to the top to see your Titan Y/N standing with the Deadly Alliance. The trio, seeing how close you are to the top, combine their magics to throw a huge ball of plasma down the pyramid in your direction. You managed to throw yourself out of the way but at the cost of a large group of people being obliterated. After tumbling down a dozen steps, you're soon confronted by three Mileenas, sais out and thirsty for your blood. While you killed two, one of them managed to pin you down and tried to stab you in the eyes like poor Kenshi. Keyword tried. This time, you took out Mileena's eyes with her own blades.

While Titan Y/N and the Titan Deadly Alliance prepare another spell, who should catch them off guard by attacking them but their far more virtuous counterparts? At first, they appeared to have the upper hand, enough so the more virtuous Shang Tsung could earnestly shout some encouragement to you. You hate how looking at him made you blush.

While Titan Shang Tsung and Titan Quan-chi devour the souls of their more heroic selves, your Titan self has a more sadistic idea in hand. She tore a hole into your virtuous counterpart before grabbing heroic Shang Tsung's spine as a hacksaw, bifurcating your other self. Titan Y/N then uses her blade to swiftly cut off your other self's head and tears off her veil to reveal the writhing head full of snakes beneath. Titan Y/N giggles before she turns her back on the war beneath her feet to toss the decapitated head over her shoulder like it were a bouquet. This turns dozens of the kombatants on either side into stone because they made the mistake of looking at your other self's eyes. These poor souls are soon shattered into pebbles by their enemies, indistinguishable from the rest of the pyramid's ruins. Luckily, you were spared this gruesome fate.

After getting through more strange opponents, you could finally reunite with Lord Lui Kang and follow him the rest of the way up the pyramid. Finally, you reached the top to fight the masterminds behind this war and the conspiracy against your timeline. Titan Y/N was less than impressed.

"I've heard your righteous spiel long enough to last ALL my lifetimes. So please, at least keep this fight interesting."

You knew Lord Lui Kang to be powerful beyond compare, but even with his Titan power restored, he was still one Titan going against three malicious ones. It didn't help that none of them, including Titan Y/N, didn't fight fairly such as when she bit into Lui Kang with her fangs. So with the Fire God currently out of commission you're forced to fight them all alone.

"Honestly, at this point in time, I've forgotten how many of you I've seen die."

Somehow, against all odds, and you nearly dying so many times and sustaining so many injuries, you were still standing among the bloodied and beaten Titans. Lui Kang couldn't help but compliment you on your impressive feat.

"Your praise is like a healing salve for all my wounds. Now, let's cut out these tumors."

Lui Kang, deciding you've done more than enough, walks over to stand over the fallen Titans. Using his own Titan power, he reduces all of them into dust and sand, hopefully making it the last time you'll see any of them specifically. However, without either Titan Shang Tsung or Titan Y/n, it became clear from how the entire realm shook that the timeline was starting to crumble and tear at the seams.

"What now?!"

Lui Kang quickly uses his power to send you back to your native timeline before the current one you're in collapses with you alongside it.

"Thank you for your aid, Y/N. I hope we meet again one day."

You're lifted into the air and surrounded by fire before a bright flash of white goes off in front of you, and you end up exactly where you need to be.

A/N: Whaaa, two posts in one day?!? How can this be??? Anyways, remember to like, reblog, and comment. And if you like, drop and ask a random thought in my inbox, as I do enjoy hearing from y'all!😁😁😁😁

Playlist while writing this

"A Good Song Never Dies" by Saint Motel

"Tot Musica" by Ado

"I Can't Decide" by Scissor Sisters

"Play With Fire" by Sam Tinnesz

"Running up that Hill" feat Meg Myers

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byunpum · 1 year

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Byunpum, you’re literally in the top tier of my favorite writers on Tumblr! ☺️💓 So I have an idea, Z-Dog goes into heat for the first time while eating lunch with fem,human! Reader, and storms away to isolate in her room. Reader is baffled and hurt, so when she goes to Z’s room to confront her, Z starts hissing and screaming at her to get out. Reader won’t leave, insisting on getting an answer about what happened 🙈😇❤️‍🔥

Pair: Z-dog x Fem reader ( human reader!!!<3)

Warning: none. Teasing, Heat, misunderstanding

Note: This is my first request from zdog and I'm nervous (^3^)// She sooo aHhHhAHAHAHAASDFGHJK and @blueberryera omg thanks, your sooo sweet, I send you virtual hugs and kisses.

Something was happening to her and she knew it. Ever since she woke up that morning, just getting up was making her grumpy. And it was a strange kind of grumpiness, nothing had happened to cause her to have a bad time. If not, it was a moodiness caused by the feeling of neediness… needing… lack of attention. She decided not to give it any importance, maybe it was a side effect of this new avatar body. So she decided to go about her day as normal, doing her chores. Filling his routine rounds with lopez, and going to the gym to clear his mind. Everything seemed under control until lunchtime came.

Z was quite happy, she was going to get to see you. Usually during the week you didn't have time to spend time together, and lunch was the perfect time. She had the afternoon off and you had 3 hours off. You two had met the same day she woke up in this avatar body. You were one of the doctors in charge of the avatars. You quickly paired up, it was something you couldn't control…it just happened. Z walks into the dining room, and all the grumpiness she's been trying to control all day comes rushing back like a big wave. When she sees how Lyle is sitting next to you, with one hand on your shoulder. Pulling your whole body into him, she swears she could see the thumb of his hand make circles on the bare skin of your arm.

She walks quickly to the direction you were facing, sitting down abruptly next to you. The thump on the seat was loud and startled both you and Lyle. Both of the two had not realized that Z was approaching. "Love…how are you?" you speak, pulling away from lyle closer to her body. Resting your head on her arm. As soon as Z was in your sight, all your attention went to her, and that was something she loved about you. You can feel how tense Z-dog is, and it surprises you. She is usually relaxed and very affectionate with you. You miss her not hugging you and giving you kisses on the top of your head. "I'm fine" speaks Z, her tone was dry. As she began to touch her food, everyone at the table gave her a few glances. You settle closer to her side, crossing your hand on her arm. Seeking more of her warmth, but you feel Z pull away and move her arm for you to let go. "Y/N…baby let me breathe" Zdog says, still with a cold, dry tone. You feel a pain in your chest, she was never treating you like this. Lyle turns to take a good look at her friend, she had actually told you that.

"Zdog…are you okay? Why are you acting like that?" asks Lyle, The woman laughs out loud…it's a ironic smile. You knew that smile. "I said I was fine!!! right…" the woman speaks, as she continues to eat. Everyone lets the event pass, but you are still a bit disconcerted. You move away from her a bit, focusing now on trying to regain your appetite. Time passes quickly, and at no time does Z turn to look at you. You can see how she is talking to Lopez, and to Miles. He even speaks to lyle again. But to you…it seemed like you were a ghost to her. When there was a moment of silence and everyone in the group was busy. You take the opportunity to move closer to her, placing your hand in the palm of her hand to squeeze it. Trying to get her attention. Z tensed as she felt your touch.

"I have the afternoon free…what do you want me to" you start to speak almost in a whisper, but Z interrupts you. Getting up from her seat, causing her to push you away. You watch as she leaves the room, you swear you've heard her hissing. This was bothering you, she wasn't like that with you. You had done something wrong…it couldn't be because you were talking to lyle, you always talked to lyle. Why was she despising you so much. Everyone at the table goes silent, as they begin to look at you. You decide to get up and go see what was going on with her. It had to be something serious, maybe she was sick and felt a little unwell. Or she just wanted to be alone. Still you go to the rooms to see if she was there, and to your good fortune there she was. The door was slightly open, and you poke your head through the doorway.

You can see how Zdog is lying face down on the bed, with her hands spread out. She looked like a starfish…as she whimpered and whined. "Love?" you speak as you watch as zdog's tail lifts up and does a quick wag. "Leave me alone…pleaseeee" it's almost a cry of pain and frustration. You got a little chuckle out of it, because it sounded like a little girl fighting. "Z you have to explain to me what is wrong with you…are you? Did I do something wrong?" you ask watching as the woman turns sideways, making a sort of ball with her body. Looking up, her pupils were dilated and her ears were moving back.

"You…you haven't done anything love…I just want to be alone" she speaks, hugging her body tighter. You move to the edge of the bed, sitting up to stroke her hair. "I'm not going anywhere…and you know it" you speak, as you watch Z look up. And giggles a little, she has to give up she doesn't need to argue with you anymore, she knows you won't leave her side. And she liked that about you, you never leave her. "Now…may I know what's wrong with you? After all I am your doctor" you speak tenderly, you don't want to upset her, you know she is frustrated about something. The behavior is very noticeable, and the avatars can be unpredictable, as they don't know how to control this new body.

"I feel…bad, It's not health…it's mmm" she tries to explain how she feels, but at the same time she feels ashamed to tell you how she is feeling. You guys have never gone this far before, just heated kissing sessions. Just that…but now she needed a little more. "Are you in pain? Or is it discomfort?" you speak, Z takes a deep breath. She hated it when you spoke like a doctor, you sounded too professional for her. "No…it's a need" she looks at you with wide eyes, intently waiting for you to understand. It takes you a moment to understand, but you take the hint quickly. Blushing and pulling your hand away from her hair, which you had been caressing for some time.

"Really? But it's kind of painful" you wait for her to answer, because you were getting nervous. Z gets up and sits on the bed. Crossing her legs. "I…this need started this morning, I thought it was normal. I always feel this way…but this time it's different. It bothers me" Z says, waiting for you to say something that might help her. As if what's happening to her is some kind of disease. You swallow hard, and settle closer to her. You can see her get excited, and make room for you to be more comfortable. Apparently the attitude she had moments ago in the dining room was due to the presence of male figures, she became defensive.

"You're in heat Z" you drop the bombshell without warning, taking the girl by surprise. "In heat? How's that?" this was really getting on her nerves. "Yes, in heat…like some animals do. Navi females also go into heat, it almost always lasts 1-2 weeks. Then it goes away. You are in mating season" you speak, seeing how Z is looking at you surprised and confused. She starts stroking the back of her neck, and takes a deep breath. You try to comfort her, taking your hands to caress her fingers. "And is there anything you can do to take it away? A pill, treatment?" she asks. "mmm no, it's a natural thing. Like a monthly period…it just has to pass. Or you have to mate with someone." You speak, catching the woman's attention with your last words. "Mate with a male" you speak, you watch as Z settles in and you feel her tail flick at you. That displeased her a bit…why did she have to be with someone other than you. You watch as his demeanor changes, so you decide to explain. "The female navi body has to fulfill that need, it's kind of annoying. If she doesn't have a partner…she has to relieve herself alone" you speak.

"And… couldn't I be with you? Couldn't you help me?" her voice sounded a little sassy, and you were getting nervous. "ahh I, I, I guess…I don't know" you speak, trying to pull away from her, but you feel the grip on your hands grow stronger. Moving her hand to your forearm, making a quick movement so you could move. Causing you to now be positioned in her lap. "I'd like it to be you…to help me feel good. Would you like that?" says Z, placing her hands on either side of your hips, squeezing your soft skin. You could barely speak, biting your lower lip trying to stifle a moan that was threatening to come out of your mouth, when you feel the tight squeeze Z had given your ass. "Answer me baby…you want to help me?" she speaks, sniffing a little at your neck leaving several wet kisses. You swallow hard, moving your hands over her chest. "Yes…yes I would" listening as Z let out a little smile, shit…she had planned this whole thing.

P.S: I love it when I get requests for recoms, there's not a lot of work on them.

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Hi dear ❤️ I thought about an idea where you’re a technician and you get send to Wakanda to help Shuri with Buckys new arm. During the time there you get really close to Buck and he starts opening up to you and recovers really fast. One night he sees you then sitting at the lake where his cabin is, watching the stars, so he joins you and you end up sharing a meaningful kiss and maybe mooore? 😏😏😏 The next morning Shuri looks out for you and sees you both coming out of his cabin with a grin and barely clothed? (he's sooo Fucking hot during his time there, I couldn't resist to think about that idea haha)

Bucky Barnes x reader (Wakanda) 18+

You'd watched Bucky come a long away since he first arrived in Wakanda. When you first met him, he literally grunted at you in greeting causing you to question how much you really owed Shuri. In your normal life, you worked in a bio-research lab in Virginia; Shuri had called you a couple of months back begging you to come help on a project in Wakanda. That project was Sergeant James Barnes.

The two of you had grown close since your rocky start, mostly due to being around each other all the time. You definitely didn't mind, Bucky was very easy on the eyes and his whole broody attitude was intriguing. At this point in the process, you and Shuri had managed to get the new arm connected. Now it was just a matter of him getting used to it. It had been hard; Bucky was getting frustrated about not being able to jump right back to where he was but he trusted you. Today had been a particularly difficult day that resulted in him storming back to his cabin. You tried not to take it personally but you seemed to be extra sensitive around him.

After dinner you found yourself wandering towards the glimmering lake lost in thought. You were terribly homesick. Sitting down on the dock's edge you let your legs hang loose above the water. After a while you heard someone else walking down the dock and take a seat next to you. You pulled your legs up and held your knees to your chest.

"I'm sorry about earlier," he murmured staring out at the water.

"It's okay," you said.

"I don't want to go back to what I was like before, but not being able to do basic things has been hard." You nodded at him, understanding and he went on. "I miss Steve, and I miss back home. In the real olden days."

"I miss home too," you sighed. "As much as I love Shuri and this project has been a once in a lifetime opportunity, I'm starting to miss my life." He looked at you sadly.

"I'm sorry to have taken you away from it," he said and you smiled up at him.

"Meeting you has made it worth it," you confessed, shocking him and yourself. He looked at you for what felt like forever before reaching over to push your hair behind your ear.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked and you nodded. You felt his lips softly graze yours and you reached up to cup his face. You deepened the kiss and moved over to straddle him, his hands resting on your waist. Breathing hard you pulled back and his mouth attached to your neck causing you to let out a small moan. Tangling your fingers into his long hair you pushed your body down trying to get as close to him as possible. This caused him to let out a shaky breath and his eyes came to meet yours.

"Do that again doll and I won't apologize for what happens next," he said. You thought about it for a second before grinding your hips into him once more. Before you knew it you were being flipped over and Bucky gently laid your back against the wooden dock. He pulled his shirt over his head in one fluid motion and tugged on the bottom of yours. Once it was gone his mouth attached to your nipple and you arched your back off the dock moaning. You could feel him pressed against the top of your thigh so you knew he was just as affected as you were. You pulled his head off of your chest.

"Please, I need you," you whimpered and his hands found the top of your pants, starting to shimmy them down. He kissed the inside of one of your thighs before moving towards your center.

"So wet for me doll," he mumbled, moving your underwear to the side before taking a long lick up to your sensitive clit. You squirmed as his new metal arm held you down while he assaulted you with his mouth. You could feel an orgasm coming on quickly but that came to a stop when he pulled his head up with a smirk.

"I want to feel you finish around me so just hold for a little bit." He pushed himself up and started to unbutton his pants, much too slowly for your taste. You sat up and pulled them down along with his briefs before taking him in your palm. Bucky let out a groan as you lightly stroked up and down. You liked seeing the effect you had on him.

He pushed you back onto the dock, lifted your legs up, and starting rubbing his head against you causing you both to moan. Your eyes were begging him and he got the message as he slowly pushed in. He was definitely bigger than anyone you had been with before and you felt your body tense.

"That's it baby, take a little bit more now okay," he coaxed in your ear, pushing until he was all the way in. His head dropped to your shoulder as he took a deep breath before moving. Slow and sweet he pulled out and pushed back in all while rubbing his hands up your shoulders and back. As he picked up the pace you started to moan louder and dug your nails into his back. This made him groan and start grunting as he would pull out and slam into you.

You were getting close and when he brought his lips back to your neck you were done. You clenched around him as you cried out, yanking on his hair. A couple of strokes later you felt him finish inside of you before slowly pulling out. He hovered over you staring into your eyes as you both tried to catch your breath. He slipped off of the deck into the lake and turned to you.

"Let me clean you up doll," he said holding his arms out. You let him gently catch you and wrapped your legs around his naked waist, lying your head on his shoulder. The two of you stayed like that for a while before you broke the silence.

"Can I stay with you tonight?" you asked him with puppy dog eyes. He smiled down at you.

"You can stay with me any night you want," he replied, kissing your lips gently. You waded out of the water and grabbed your clothes before heading to his cabin to cuddle up and sleep.

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You woke up from your deep slumber to someone pounding on Bucky's door. The Winter Soldier groaned next to you and you slipped out of bed pulling on one of the shirts he had lying around. You opened the door to see a wide-eyed Shuri staring back at you.

"You know I'm here because I was going to ask Bucky if he had seen you since you weren't in your room," she smirked and you blushed. "But I'll be on my way now." You hurriedly closed the door and joined Bucky back in his warm bed.

#bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky imagine #marvel imagine

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l0viia · 1 year

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GOJO X STUDENT!Female! Reader 18+ minors DNI

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Warnings

Unprotected sex

CNC

Blindfolding

Overstimulation

Oral

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“These are going to be your assigned jobs. The higher up’s have decided that they want you guys to start solo missions so you don’t become to reliant on having a partner.” The class was silent but it was obvious that we were all mentally sighing.

I tuned out what our white haired teacher was saying, instead turning my attention to the cursed speech user that was in my class. Toge inumaki. I only transferred here 3 months ago, and already I was infatuated with him.

I thought I genuinely had a chance at first, but then when I started being more forward with him he became a lot more distant. When I approach the group now he has a shift in posture and his gaze hits the floor. I don’t know what happened but I - my thoughts were interrupted when my teacher Gojo cut off my view of Toge.

“What do you say Y/N are you up for it?” All eyes landed on me and I felt the heat rush to my face in embarrassment. I looked at Maki for some kind of help on what the teacher was asking me and she just lifted her eyebrows with a small smile, obviously amused.

“Uhhm…..yes I’m up for it” maki let out a small laugh and Gojo smiled widely. “Great! Everyone besides our star student here is excused” my brows furrowed in confusion as the question on why I had to stay ran through my mind.

The door slid shut and all that was left was awkward silence and the gaze of my teacher. I laughed nervously and rested my head in my hands. “Sooo what exactly did I agree to??” There was a few more moments of silence before he nodded his head at the front of the classroom.

“You’re cleaning the boards today Y/N” I groaned and laid my head completely on the desk. I hated cleaning. I would rather run 50 laps around the school then be stuck cleaning, but I did agree to it so it looks like a I don’t have an out here.

With one more sigh I stood up and walked over to the boards. I glanced around and looked back at my teacher who stood there watching me. “Uh, where are the cleaning supplies?” I asked quietly. “In the cabinet besides you y/n”

I nodded and walked up to the tall brown cabinet that sat in the corner of the room. After opening the doors I scanned the shelves before setting my eyes on cleaning rags and chemicals that sat neatly on the very top one.

I reached my arm above me, standing on my toes trying to reach them before a hand was placed on my lower back. I jumped slightly at the sudden contact as my teacher hovered over my body before he grabbed supplies for me.

“Here you go” his voice was low but clear. I stepped away from him slightly flushed in the face as I took the supplies. “Thank you” with my small answer he walked over to a students desk that was right in front of the board and leaned against it crossing his arms.

I sprayed the board and started my cleaning task when Gojo’s voice echoed through the room. “So why weren’t you paying attention in class today Y/N?”. I sighed while moving down towards the other side of board before answering.

“I wasn’t thinking and I dozed off I’m sorry it won’t happen again.” he hummed in response to my excuse as I finished wiping the rest of the board down.

“How long have you liked Inumaki?” the question was met with a few moments of silence as I tossed the dirty rags in the trash along with the now-empty bottle of cleaner.

“I'm not sure...” I walked over the desk was right across from where he was and slid myself onto the hardwood surface. “How long have you known?” I looked at my teacher and watched as his eyes trailed from my bare legs to my thighs.

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he stood up and slowly approached me uncrossing his arms.

“Hm I don't know. Probably when I caught you playing with yourself in the dorms while calling out his name” my face instantly turned red in embarrassment as he leaned over my body trapping me on the desk.

I put a hand on his chest trying to push his body away from mine while attempting to pull my legs away from around his as he stood between them. “Sir this is highly inappropriate!” I shouted.

With rough hands, he grabbed the one that was on his chest and quickly spun my entire body around before slamming me back down on the desk. “You can be as loud as you want Y/N. As a matter of fact, I encourage it since nobody is here to help you.”

I felt him press his entire body to mine before he brushed my hair from the side of my face. I struggled as much as I could against him to no avail as his strength was completely outmatched compared to mine.

“Relax Y/N. I’m not going to do anything your body doesn’t want me to do” his lips came in contact with my neck as I let out a shaky breath as a chill ran down my back and straight to my core.

The feeling of his hands roaming my body sent unwanted arousal to coarse through me as I struggled to fight off the man completely surrounding me.

I felt his hand slip under the front of my skirt before slender fingers pressed against my clothed heat. Feeling his fingers push against my clit through the fabric made me jolt as I tried to contain the small whimpers that were almost forcing themselves out of my mouth.

“Do you feel that y/n? Your body is basically exposing you right now” I pushed myself closer on the desk and my hips involuntarily pushed down against his hand trying to get more friction.

The sound of his laugher echoed through the room before he removed his fingers from me. I let out a shaky breath letting myself rest as I heard the unzipping of his jacket.

The feeling of his body returned to mine as I felt his hardened dick press against my ass. Before I could process what was happening a black fabric was slipped over my eyes completely cutting off my Vision.

I was lifted off the desk and my arms shot out to grip something for support. “G-Gojo”I spoke frightened as I felt him press himself to me.

“I got you baby don't worry” he spoke soothingly while leaving small kisses on my jaw.

The feeling of cold air pierced my skin as Gojo discarded my clothes quickly. I shivered lightly and held onto my teacher while the noise of what I assumed to be the discarding of his own clothing sounded around me.

I gasped as the feeling of his fingers returned to my now bare heat. Slowly he dragged them between my folds before he swirled them around my clit. I let out a shaky breath before grinding my hips against his fingers.

He hummed in my ear before turning me around and setting my down on the cold surface of the desk.

“Hold onto the desk and don't let go or I won't let you cum. Do you understand??” I nodded as my hands shot down to grip the desk.

“As much as I appreciate how needy you are now I’m going to need you to use your words princess.” My face flushed red as I let out a shaky breath. “Y-Yes sir, I understand”.

Suddenly I felt a warm and wet pressure drag along my inner thigh. “Can I take the blindfold of please” I pleaded while gripping the desk. “Not yet.” I let out a moan as he pressed his face into my pussy letting his tongue run over my clit immediately.

Pulling the bud into his mouth he sucked and rolled his tongue over it repeatedly causing strings of moans fell from my mouth. Gripping the table I arched against his mouth as I felt myself cumming a lot faster then I expected.

“Do you feel good princess?” I panted while trying to catch my breath nodding slowly. He chuckled before I felt the blindfold get slipped off of my eyes. “You came pretty fast darling, have you ever had sex before?” I look up at him through hooded eyelids as I shook my head no.

“No? Nobody’s ever made you feel good?” I let out an uncomfortable whine at the embarrassing question and turned my head in embarrassment. “No….only I have” he said boastfully before pulling me to the edge of the desk.

Pulling his pants open he let his hard dick out and I shifted uncomfortably. “That’s not going to fit Gojo” he hummed before pulling me to him.

He ran his dick up and down between my folds before pressing it at my entrance. “Don’t worry you can take me baby” lifting my legs he rested his hands under my thighs before pushing in slightly. My whole body tensed at the sudden fullness in my heat as I tried to pull away.

“Don’t run away from me princess.” His hands gripped my skin harshly as he pushed his hips forward quickly before pulling out.

“This is going to hurt but I can’t hold it any longer” I sucked in a breath as he forced himself completely and tears quickly fell out of my eyes.

His hand left one of my thighs to wipe my tears away before placing a soft kiss to my lips.

He rocked his hips slowly as I adjusted to his size. Slowly the pain subsided and pleasure erupted throughout my body.

“Fuck” Gojo groaned before gripping my hips. Quickly he pulled out again before relentlessly fucking into me.

My body rocked against the table as I gripped his arms moaning loudly. “You fit me so fucking perfectly shit” words of praise flew out of his mouth and he threw his head back groaning contently.

My back arched off the table as he became more harsher with his thrust. The sound of him fucking me and my moans bounced off the walls as he continuously hit spots in me that I didn’t even know existed.

“Look at me princess” gripping my hair harshly he forced me to look at him as he fucked into me. Tears rolled down my face as he hit my gspot repeatedly.

A familiar knot built up in my core as my eyes rolled back. I felt myself tighten even more around my teacher and he grips my hair tighter while pounding into me harder.

Crying out I felt myself cum intensely around him. He continued his brutal pace not letting me catch my breath.

Overstimulated I laid there whining as he fucked me. He pulled me closer to him and trapped me in his arms while changing the angle of his thrust.

“I’m going to fucking cum in you and you’re going to take it do you understand”

“A-ah! Yes! I- NGH” my legs shook around him as he chased his own high, using me as he pleased.

I panted as his thrust became messier obviously reaching their end. Holding me in place he cursed loudly and pumped his cum into me.

His breath was heavy as he stared down at me. I was a crying and panting mess. Overstimulation and heat filled my body along with his cum.

Pulling me up he connected our lips and I obediently submitted to him. He pressed himself back to my heat and I tried to pull away from him to no avail.

“N-no. I can’t” completely fucked out I refused. The man infront of me smiled before entering me slowly.

“We’re not done yet princess. Let me have you a few more times”

TBC

#jujutsu gojo #smut #gojo satoru #jjk x you #gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #jjk gojo #gojou satoru x you #gojo smut #jjk fanfic #jjk x reader #jjk smut #gojo x you

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rhoorl · 8 months

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Working Title | Chapter 12

Pairing: Dieter Bravo x OFC Belle

Rating: Mature, 18+, for the love of all things please don’t engage if you are a minor ok?

Word Count: 4.8k

Main Masterlist | Series Masterlist | Chapter 12 on AO3

Chapter Summary: We return to the resort post-photoshoot. Indy and Belle have a girls' night, but is Dieter able to stay away?

Chapter Warnings: SMUT. Oral (m and f receiving). Allusions to intimacy issues. Ryan is his own warning at this point.

A/N: You know I'm a sucker for an alternating POV, so we get a little bit of that. This is the most explicit thing I've written to date sooo be kind as I go crawl into a hole. 😬 But honestly, I couldn't let Belle and Dieter go any longer without something spicy happening.

“Easier said than done, Lizzie. I’m just so…” he leaned closer to her and dropped his voice to a whisper, “I just don’t want to fuck it up you know?”

“You won’t. I’ve never seen you like this sweetheart, I’m really proud of you,” she patted him on the knee and then felt her phone buzz. “Ugh,” she shook her head at her phone.

“What? What is it?”

“Well, you aren’t going to be happy with me, but hear me out,” she put her hands up to pre-empt his frustration, “Maria asked if you and I could have dinner with her tonight at the resort," Dieter sighed. "I know, I know, but it's good for the story."

"Ugh, okay," he looked over to Belle, who was still fast asleep.

"It's only a couple of hours champ, you can survive I promise," she smirked.

"I know," he pouted.

You don't know how long you had dozed off, but the next thing you knew your eyes were fluttering open as the van made its way back up the path to the resort.

Dieter was on his phone when you looked over at him. He must have sensed your glance as his eyes lifted from the screen to land on your face as he gave you the sweetest smile.

When the van finally comes to a stop, everyone files out, Dieter letting Liz go first before following you.

"Did you have a good nap?" He asks as you make your way down the stairs.

"Yeah, I don't know what it is about me and moving vehicles," you chuckle.

"Hey so, I uh," he rubs the back of his neck, pulling you off to the side as Aubrey and Danny walk by. You notice Liz lingering by frantically typing away on her phone, but keeping tabs on you both out of the corner of her eyes. "Originally I had plans to take you somewhere tonight for dinner, but Liz said that Maria wants to have dinner." He looks apprehensive, unsure how you’re going to react.

"That's ok," you smile at him.

"You sure?" He was dumbfounded by your quick and simple response.

"Why wouldn't I be? You have work stuff, I understand."

He let out a breath, "You're amazing you know that?"

"For being ok with you going to a dinner?" You laugh.

"Yeah, I … I haven't…that hasn't always been the case for me."

You sense there's more under the surface, but you don't want to press it.

"Well, I'm sure Indy and I can come up with something to do. I haven't seen her much and we could use a good girls’ night."

"Oh nice, well don't have too much fun. And if you do, take pictures," he whispers the last bit in your ear as he pulls you in for a hug.

"You're ridiculous," you giggle as he kisses the top of your head.

"Indy? Are you here?" The room was quiet but you see Indy's bag on the ground so you’re pretty sure she was there.

"Babe! Ahhhh how was the rest of the photoshoot?!" She runs from her bedroom to give you a big hug. She clearly recently showered, as her hair was still wet.

"It was so good, Ind! The photographer kinda gave me the creeps and Aubrey was annoying, but Dieter … he seriously looked so good! How was your day? Did you put the leave-in conditioner in your hair just now?"

"Yes, moooom! And eeeeek! I'm so excited for you! Well, not for the creepy photographer and dumbass Aubrey. Seriously, want me to throw her in a pool at some point?" She giggles as you playfully hit her shoulder. "My day was good. They're doing some rewrites and I have a kind of sexy scene to shoot with Sam soon," she wiggles her eyebrows and shakes her shoulders.

"Well, good thing you both have been rehearsing so much. Ow!" She slaps you on the ass as you turn toward the kitchen to go get some water. "Are you guys hanging out tonight?"

"No, he actually has a really big scene tomorrow so he's calling it an early night. What about you? You and Dieter doing something fun?"

"He and Liz are actually having dinner with the reporter who’s doing the interview. He went straight there once we got back."

"Oooo so we can have a girls' night?" She grabs both of your arms and shakes you a little.

"I guess so!"

Knock.

"Are you expecting anyone?" You scrunch up your face, looking from the door to Indy.

"No, Ari has the night off." Indy saunters over to the door and looks through the peephole. She turns back to you and smiles before turning around to open the door. You start to make your way over too to see who was there.

"Hi miss, we've been asked to bring this to you." One of the resort staff was at your door with a bottle of champagne and a cart that carried two trays topped with a lid, hiding the contents of what was underneath.

"Oh, we didn't order anythin-" you start to say as Indy elbows you in the side.

"Please, come in," Indy pulls the door back and lets the man wheel in the cart.

"Would you like me to open the bottle, miss?"

"That would be great!" Indy looks over to you with an excited, but surprised expression.

The man makes quick work of opening the champagne and pours you both a glass. He sets both trays onto the kitchen island and puts the bottle in a bucket already filled with ice.

"Anything else I can help you ladies with?"

"N-no, that's great, thank you so much!" You walk him out while Indy reaches for the flutes.

Once you close the door you turn around and see Indy with a huge smile on her face. "Ind, did you order this?"

"No babe, but I know who did," she waves a little note card in the air.

You skip over to her and snatch the card out of her hand.

Hope you ladies enjoy a fun night to yourselves.

P.S. I wasn't kidding about the pictures.

"What pictures is he talking about," Indy knocks your shoulder with hers.

You tell her about the flirty exchange you had with Dieter before you both parted ways.

"Ooo, I think our boy Dee is missing you," she teases. "But we should take a photo, you know, as a thank you."

"Right, it would be the right thing to do," you wink.

"That's the spirit!"

She takes the lids off the two trays to reveal a charcuterie board on one tray and an assortment of desserts, on the other.

You arrange the trays at the corner of the kitchen island and stand to the side, ready to take a selfie. "Ok, let's take a picture with all of the stuff."

"Oh, you aren't wearing that," Indy looks you up and down. "C'mon we are having a cute night in, let's put on something fun!"

"I have a feeling you don't mean for me to put on my T-shirt and workout shorts."

Indy shakes her head. "Oh no, we've got to make Dee miss you even more than I know he already is," she winks.

"Anything else I can get you to drink sir?"

"Water is fine thanks," Dieter smiles at the waitress. He glances down to his phone for the fifth time in the last minute. He told Danny to send something up to the girls as a surprise but now his mind is going a mile a minute since he’s yet to hear from Belle.

Did Danny do it right? Of course, he did, the kid doesn't ever let me down. So why hasn't she said anything? Was it too much? I did too much. I thought it would be nice but…

"Dee?"

He looks up to see Liz and Maria staring at him. "Hmm?"

"Everything ok?"

"Y-yea sorry, thinking about a scene I have tomorrow," he tries to play it off and he thinks Maria is fooled but Liz isn’t.

Her eyes narrow a bit before she returns to her conversation about who knows what with Maria. Dieter pretends to be engaged while glancing at his phone.

Buzz.

He practically lunges at his phone, quickly unlocking it when he sees a message from Belle.

Belle: This was so nice of you, thanks for getting our girls' night off to a great start! 😘

Attached was a selfie of Indy and Belle, which Indy clearly took given the angle. She positioned the camera high above their heads with her long arm as they both looked up and smiled. Dieter was a little embarrassed at how quickly his eyes went from Belle’s face down to her body to see what she was wearing.

He tried to take a sip of his water but coughed a little the more he looked at her, tracing every curve he could see.

She had on what looked like a silky pair of pale pink sleep shorts with some lace trim at the bottom and a robe of the same color half thrown over a lacy, sheer black tank top. Her hair was down and she had a cute smirk, but it was her eyes that really drew his focus.

"Dee?"

"Um, y-yea, sorry I was waiting on a text. Just got it," he smiles. "Ah, one sec, lemme respond real quick."

"Ugh, Indy. Are you sure this isn't too much?"

"No bitch, keep drinking your champagne and stop thinking so much," she laughs as she snaps a selfie presumably for Sam.

Buzz.

Dieter: You're welcome baby. Looks like you girls are having fun

Dieter: PS … love Indy, but I feel like I'm gonna need a photo of you by yourself 😉

"See! I told you I didn't need to be in it!" Indy slaps your arm as you both giggle. "Ok, we need to position you a little for this."

You roll your eyes as Indy starts an impromptu photoshoot of you, telling you how to pose while encouraging and hyping you up.

Dieter felt a bit more settled now that he knew the surprise made it to the girls. But, he wished he could run upstairs to devour Belle instead of whatever he ordered.

Buzz

Belle: How's this?

Belle attached another photo of just herself.

Good girl, following directions.

She was kneeling on the couch with her back to the camera, looking over her left shoulder with a shy smile. Her robe was pulled down on one side, exposing her bare shoulder.

His breath hitched, surprised at how bold Belle was being, no doubt spurned on by her best friend and some liquid courage. But still, he was not complaining and started to fidget a bit in his chair, trying to discreetly adjust himself underneath the table.

"He's going to think I'm not wearing anything under the robe." You pull the strap of your tank top back up.

"That's the point, silly!"

Buzz

Dieter: wow, you're making it really hard for me to concentrate on this dinner lol

Dieter: What happened to the top you had on? I rather liked it.

"Worked like a charm," she winks at you. "Here take it off." She comes over to you and starts to pull your top off.

"Jesus Indy! What the fuck!"

"We're going to take a picture of it on the floor, not of you,” she rolls her eyes at you. “We gotta tease him a bit. C’mon, take it off.”

You take off your robe momentarily so you can remove the top, handing it over to Indy.

“Ok, what’re going to do with that?”

“Mmm…oh, I have an idea, here, come with me,” Indy takes your hands and leads you to your room.

“Ok, lay down.”

“Seriously, Indy?”

“Just do it, I have a vision.”

You roll your eyes and hop on your bed. Indy positions your legs crossed one over the other and then drapes the top on the bed next to your legs. She comes to sit next to you and takes a photo.

“Ok, aaaand… send!”

Buzz

Belle: Oh, you mean this?

Dieter leaned forward to put the phone down into his lap so Liz or Maria wouldn’t see it. He saw Belle’s bare legs crossed on what had to be her bed, with her top alongside her.

Fuuuuuck. Is she naked right now?

“Should we order some dessert, Dee?” Liz looked at him a bit confused as to what was distracting him.

“No!” He didn’t mean for that to come out as loud and forceful as it did. “Ah, I mean, no, I’m good. I’m actually getting kinda tired…busy day tomorrow.” His tight-lipped smile didn’t fool Liz, who smirked at him.

Once you send the photo, you put your top back on and go out to the living room to giggle as you snap some racy photos of Indy for Sam. You both sipped the champagne and snacked as she filled you in on some of the on-set gossip, but you couldn’t help but keep glancing at your phone, expecting a response from Dieter. As time went on, your face dropped a bit and Indy sensed your confidence dwindling.

“Don’t get in your head about it, there’s probably a good reason why he hasn’t responded.”

“You don’t think it was too much?”

“If I have to tell you no one more goddamn time I swear I’m going to smack you.”

Knock.

“Hmm…think Dee got us another bottle of champagne? We definitely don’t need it,” Indy laughs as she walks to the door to open it. “Oh, hi!”

“Hey, um is Belle here?”

You straighten up on the couch, peer over to the front door, and see a floppy mess of curls behind Indy.

“Y-yea, she’s in here,” Indy closes the door and does a little dance behind Dieter as he quickly makes his way over to you. “I’ll um…head to my room,” she winks as she grabs her glass and the bottle of champagne before retiring down her hallway.

You stand up to greet Dieter, who immediately brings you in for a hug and then starts kissing your neck.

“W-what are you doing here?” You start to whimper a bit as you feel one of his large hands move down to your ass to squeeze it as he trails kisses across your collarbone and up the other side of your neck.

“I…you…fuck you look so good baby,” he was trying to string words together between his kisses before he finally pulls back and looks you up and down. “Hmm…you put this back on, didn’t you?” He rubs his thumb along the hem of your top.

You hide your face in his chest. “Sorry, I…all of that, it was Indy’s idea.”

“And it’s the best fucking idea she’s had.” He chuckles as he moves back, grabbing your face. “You were driving me insane you know that? Could barely concentrate on dinner because I wanted to come up here and…” he trails off as he kisses you.

You deepen the kiss and pull on his sweatshirt to walk him back to your room. “W-what…hmm… what did you want to come up here and do?” You manage to get out as he nips along your jaw.

“Mmm…had lots of things in mind,” he smiles into your neck.

“Me too.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, I um…there’s something I want to do.”

You make it to your room and close the door. You work his sweatshirt up and over his head, and your breath hitches when you realize he didn’t have a shirt on underneath. You look up at him and grab his face to kiss him again.

“Hey,” he pulls back, panting. “I want you to do whatever you feel comfortable with ok? We could stop right now and go to bed.”

You roll your eyes and pout, “But that would be no fun.”

He chuckles as he brings you in for another kiss, working your robe off, and letting it fall to the floor.

You turn him so his back is against the door as you work on undoing his belt buckle. Once you finally get it, you start to trail kisses down his jaw, making a point to kiss the little bare patch before working down his neck and his chest. His chest moves up and down as his breathing gets faster, as you move down his stomach. You continue to work down until you’re on your knees in front of him.

As you go to unbutton his shorts he stops you, “Hey, I wanna take care of you first, baby.”

“I…uh…but I want to.” You could feel yourself losing a bit of the nerve you had. “Please…I…uh…”

You’re cut off by Dieter who bends down to kiss you, lifting you back up so you’re standing.

“If you only knew how much I’ve been thinking about your sweet mouth,” he whispers in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. “Just have fun, I’ll tell you what I like,” he smiles into your kiss.

The butterflies come flooding into your stomach as the realization of what you are about to do hits you. But Dieter seems so eager and excited, that you don’t want to lose your nerve. So you start to work your way back down again. He keeps both of his hands at his side as you take his shorts off, one of his hands twitching, itching to touch you.

You felt how excited he was earlier, but now staring at it head-on, your mouth salivates. You hook your fingers under his boxers and your mouth parts as he springs out. He looks so beautiful and confident standing bare in front of you. You look up at him through your eyelashes to see him giving you a smug smile.

You move a bit closer, licking your lips as you lightly wrap your hand around the base and slowly start to swirl your tongue along his tip, stopping to swipe at the bead of precum which makes him shiver and whimper.

“Fuck, you look so pretty baby,” he pants.

He moves one of his hands and threads his fingers through your hair, lightly resting his hand on the back of your head as you slowly take him in. He whimpers again as you slowly move him in and out. You look up at him and see his head thrown back against the wall, slack-jawed, and his eyes clenched shut. He’s trying to praise and encourage you through his panting, but it’s coming out as an incoherent mess of "oh shit" and "fuck" among other things.

You catch his eyes a few moments later as he moves his head to look down at you. The eye contact nearly sends him over the edge, his grip on your hair tightens as you keep a steady pace.

"Fuck…shit, I'm…I'm close baby, where…where can I?"

You hollow your cheeks as you move off of him, and an obscene pop sounds through the empty room.

"Wherever you want," you pant as you take him again with even more enthusiasm than before.

"Holy shit…I…keep doing that."

There was something powerful about seeing this gorgeous man reduced to a whimpering mess all because of you.

I still got it.

You always thought you were pretty good at oral, you and Indy had traded enough tips and tricks over the years to each perfect your preferred methods. But like most everything related to intimacy, Ryan wrecked it. His preferred method for receiving a blow job was ramming his dick so far down your throat that you'd choke and gag on it. He got some sick satisfaction from seeing your humiliation. Oftentimes by that point, he was close and all you needed to do was finish him off with your hand.

But with Dieter, you wanted all of him, you couldn’t get enough. As you continued bringing him in and out, you felt his thigh twitch and his grip on your hair tighten, which you surprisingly were into.

"Baby, l-look…at me," Dieter pants as you look up through your eyelashes again as you lick up the underside of his shaft. "Fuck, I'm gonna… I'm…"

You return your mouth to him as his release starts, and you're ready for it as it hits the back of your throat. Dieter is making the most obscene noises and you continue working him through until he pulls you off abruptly.

"Shit," he quickly pants. "Fuck, sorry, that was ….I'm…gonna need a second," he chuckles as he rests his head on the wall, closing his eyes and catching his breath. You take a few moments to make a mental picture of this before standing up.

You go to wipe the side of your mouth to collect the last bit of cum that escaped your lips when he opens his eyes and leans forward licking it off instead.

Your eyes go wide as he leans back against the wall. His smug smile returns before he cups your face and starts to kiss you. It becomes deeper as his tongue explores your mouth, stopping a couple of times to either slightly bite or suck on your bottom lip.

He pulls back, looking at you with a bit of desperation. "Get on the bed. Please."

With Dieter, you were trying so hard to block out all of the bad shit that you associated with sex. Because what you just did? That was fun. He makes you feel giddy, appreciated and wanted.

You smirk and saunter over to your bed sitting on the edge as you watch him walk over, his eyes black with lust.

"Move back up."

You shuffle backward onto the bed, feeling some deja vu from this morning. Except this time, you were more than willing to have Dieter do whatever he wanted.

He crawls towards you and stops, taking a moment to check in with you. Your chest moves up and down, trying to catch your breath in anticipation of what is to come.

He takes one of your feet in his hands and starts to trail kisses up from the arch up to your ankle and calf before stopping at your knee. You shiver a bit as the prickliness of his beard rubs against your skin. He puts the sole of your foot onto the bed so your knee is propped up, looking at you and licking his lips before he does the same thing to your other leg. He shuffles himself between your knees again checking in with you.

"Want me to keep going?"

You nod and he shakes his head.

"I gotta hear you, baby, tell me what you want."

"You," you pant. He's not touching you at this point but the anticipation is building.

"Want me to what?"

"I …uh … I…" You cover your eyes with your hands, a little embarrassed about saying what you want out loud.

Dieter crawls up your body, one of his hands working to uncover your face.

"Hey, don’t hide. If you want me to stop I can."

"No, I …sorry, I'm just not umm…"

"Not used to asking for what you want?"

"Yeah…that," you chuckle.

"Tell me, and if you don't want to say it then show me."

"Mmm okay. Um, I want this," you bring two fingers up to his lips, which he promptly takes the opportunity and kisses them, "here," you take your fingers off his lips and thread them between your bodies.

He pushes off to see your fingers stop over your mound, a smile coming across his face. "Yea? You sure?"

"Yes. Please."

He takes a deep breath and kisses you. "Well, since you asked so nicely," he smirks as you roll your eyes at his sarcastic tone. "I aim to please."

The trek back down your body is deliberate and slow as he presses open-mouth kisses over your top before stopping at the waistband of your shorts. He lets out a breath and looks up at you again. He hooks his fingers and starts to pull your shorts down. He licks his lips as he sees the black lacy underwear you had on. You push up on your forearms to get a better view. The image of his fluffy curls and broad shoulders between your legs is nearly enough to get you over the edge.

“You still good?”

“Mhmm…y-yea,” you smile.

“Good.”

He takes the lace off and presses kisses up and down one of your thighs as his hand caresses the other. You start to writhe in anticipation as he moves closer and closer to your core. He hooks one arm around your thigh and the other hand rests on your lower stomach.

You close your eyes and feel him lick a long stripe up, your hips buck up at the sensation.

“Fuuuuck,” you whimper, throwing your head back. Your eyes are clenched shut but you can feel him smiling as he continues to work his way around, like a man starved.

It honestly feels like you blacked out for a second, overcome by the pleasure of Dieter’s tongue. It’s unlike anything you’ve ever felt before and you’re so overwhelmed by it all you can’t even pinpoint everything he’s doing or the sounds he’s making. All you know is that it feels amazing and you don’t want him to stop. You prop yourself up on one forearm and use your free hand to tug on his curls.

As he concentrates on your clit, you feel him press a finger inside you, which makes your hips buck up even more, but his other hand presses you back down. He continues to work you over, you can practically see stars as he hits a spot you haven’t felt a partner hit in a long time. You hoped that Indy had some headphones in because you couldn’t control the moans that came from the depths of your throat as Dieter pushed you over the edge.

He worked you down the other side of your climax, whispering praises as he kissed your thigh. You both sat silent for a moment, taking in what just happened. You couldn’t remember the last time you came from getting eaten out.

“Oh my god,” you pant. “You…you’re really fucking good at that,” you giggle as Dieter comes back up to nuzzle into the crook of your neck. You could feel him smile into your neck as you catch your breath.

“I’m glad…I’ve wanted to do that for a while,” he kisses you, pushing his tongue in your mouth so you can taste yourself. “You’re amazing you know that? So fucking beautiful.”

“Yeah?” You smile into his kiss.

He pushes up to look at you, tracing his thumb down the side of your face. “Why would you think you aren’t anything less than perfect?” You turn away from him, blushing a bit as he sighs. “Ugh, try and forget him yea? I knew he was a fucking idiot before but now,” his eyes trail down your body. “But now I know it without a shadow of a doubt.”

You both kiss again, a little slower than before, taking time to explore each other. Your hands find their way back to his hair, your fingers scraping lightly along his scalp. You can feel him getting hard again as he moves his hand under your top before you pull back.

“Is…is it ok if this is all we do tonight?” You bite your lip, confused as he starts to laugh. “What’s so funny?”

“We’ve done so much already!” He kisses you, still smiling. “You teased me, got me all riled up, and then I came up here and you…” his eyebrow twitched as he smirked. “All I’ve wanted is to be close to you however you’ll let me, and so I’m over the fucking moon right now.”

“Really?” he nods as he kisses you again. “Well, I am too,” you giggle as he nipped at your jaw, moving down to your neck.

You don’t know how much time passes, but eventually, you’re both under the covers, your head resting on his chest as his fingers dance through your hair.

“Can I stay here tonight?” he finally broke the peaceful silence, glancing down at you.

“Y-yea, I’d like that.”

“I think I need to bring you with me on all of my photoshoots if this is how they end,” he winks as you laugh into his chest. He brings his arms around you, his warm embrace filling your stomach with butterflies again. The last thing you remember is him kissing the top of your head before you doze off to sleep.

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A/N: I had plans to write other things this week, but Dieter kept yelling at me so here I am with two Working Title updates in the same week. I can’t guarantee how quickly the next one will arrive, but hopefully, this settles a bit of the slow burn we’ve been working on. There’s part two of the photoshoot in the next chapter along with another day on set filming.

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