#Mystery morph

[kingsandbastardz]

here u go, ask for trying times: give me your pitch for shipping wudi, i've got maybe one foot on that ship but i'm curious on your thoughts (gl on the all-nighter!!)

I survived it, sorta. The deadlines keep trucking om 😭 So here's my thoughts:

It's really unfortunate that we don't see enough of Wuyan but I do think we have enough of a framework to draw some interesting conclusions about them both relationship-wise. So here's to me heavily analyzing the 5 minutes Wuyan is on screen! LMAO:

Service as show of devotion - Chooses to act like and appear as a lower rank personal servant to dfs even though he clearly has a lot of power to draw from to get things done and dfs tells him he sees his rank as being much higher

Of everyone that focuses their attention on dfs, he's the only one that doesn't want to own or control him (master di - slave, jlq - wife, llh - 主人, fdb - wants to be in charge)

Despite knowing he was massively outclassed, still put himself in lxy's path at donghai

Shared experience: both survived the Donghai battle together and both have matching chest scars courtesy of lxy. They also worked side by side for years to accomplish the same goals

Llh is presented as knowing dfs the best - but imo, that means wuyan knows even more. Wuyan knows all the why's that llh doesn't know

We don't see much general conversation but considering how relaxed dfs is around him and willing to winge about personal things - he seems like he's actually capable of communicating well with dfs lmao

Pure headcanon here, but I want to say he and dfs learned or figured out how to hide their chi at a high level together. DFS uses it all the time and seems to be undetectable even to llh - wuyan seems to be undetectable to the world - I mean i think his name means something like "without presence"? He comes pre-labelled. So I think it's something martial-skill related that would give additional meat to dfs' respect for him

Guards dfs' secrets - how dfs truly feels about all the mengzhu stuff and rankings etc. Don't know if he knows anything about Di Fortress, but anything he does know about dfs' background it's not going to be a topic of conversation

He pays attention to dfs' preferences and knows how to deliver them in the form he prefers (see jlq who doesn't know his preferences and hates that dfs doesn't like what she prepared for him)

As a personal guard, in the early days when dfs was weaker, he likely went with dfs to any secret meetings with llh, hid his chi to keep guard, and was privy to what went on between them. Likely is the only one that would know this information - which is also why he fully understands why dfs is obsessed with llh and supports him. And listened to him mourn him for however many years (I assume he's the one providing clean clothes and food during seclusion so that's 10 years of crying he's been privy to)

Is willing to extend his top level standard of service to the ppl dfs cares about

He acts like he's a nobody, and he's not a pretty face, but everything points to him actually being a very, very competent and high-level guy in his area of expertise? So a good match to dfs. His martial skill isn't comparable, so he can't fight him like lxy, but he can do all the things dfs doesn't like to do - like the organizational stuff, dealing with and managing ppl, etc.

Headcanon again: i can really see them having an experimental phase in their youth together. Like something where dfs and him kinda decide to test things out and then maybe deciding the timing was bad or they weren't into each other like that at that time or whatever. But deciding to remain friends instead. And continuing to build jinyuan alliance together and everything else. It's like best bro + work spouse rolled into one -- with the wild result that they come out even stronger at the end of it. Think lxy + zhan yunfei but they see each other and work together every day. Successfully. With some extra headcanon and a small stretch you can probably position him and dfs as foils to lxy and shan gudao? (Sadly not enough info about the formation of daily workings of JA back then)

headcanon continued: They have to have good communication because they negotiated or figured out how to navigate their Situation and have clearly been at it for awhile - with one being a 'servant' and with the other one having ptsd issues with servitude/slavery. In the waterfall scene we get to see dfs mildly checking in and essentially being all, "Uh, you still good there? Remember you can change things up any time you want. My opinion of you is still A++ fyi" and Wuyan essentially signalling he's fine by continuing on as always.

Wuyan is the last person alive that remembers who dfs was before Jinyuan Alliance and the development of the Di Mengzhu persona. He helped craft that persona.

Basically if you are into themes like fealty and devotion and the sort of comfort you can get from a long time friendship where they've seen each other at their worst. Where they've figured out how to communicate and operate/exist together seamlessly while making allowances for each others' needs and interests. This is it!

They could be queer platonic, they could be sexual, they can be any permutations of anything and it still doesn't change the basis of their relationship which is years of trust, communication, hard work and shared experiences.

Like imagine teenagers - one holding the other guy's hair up while he vomits blood and bile into an alley. Where they patch each others' wounds in the shadow of someone's doorway after getting their asses kicked but somehow also saving each other from getting killed that day. They're the ones that figure out how to kill together. How to hide together. They figure out how to teach others to kill and hide together. They build power with their joined hands and with it they gain the money and prestige that allows them a comfortable place to sleep and full bellies. They give this same thing to others. They build it up so well people can afford to do normal ppl shit like fall in love and get married.

These are things they likely wouldn't have thought of when they were engaged in a battle royale in the street. It's them, their circle of friends, against everyone else in the world. And even when all their friends are now dead - they're still alive. They're still together. They'll see it through.

Maybe one day they'll find their way into each other's beds - the future is ever changing. But whether they do or not doesn't matter - they already have each other. They've survived this much together. Anything else is just icing.

#tbh this is also one of the reasons the ot3 keeps trying to morph into an ot4 or an ot3 + 1 bc I just can't remove wuyan without killing him #imagine llh-with-control-needs with access to someone like wuyan who willingly swaps in because dfs' ptsd creates hard boundaries? #im not even talking sexually - both llh and fdb have Upper Class Needs in their blood (tho llh tries to deny it) #does c-fandom have a name for this ship? I went with wudi bc it sounds like judi from atla - with the 'there is nothing here' hypnotism #get it? wuyan? judi? no presence + kungfu jedi mind tricks? aahahahaha. eeeeh. #mysterious lotus casebook #di feisheng #wuyan #wudi #my royal ramblings #meta #all nighter meta replies #replies

[pforestsims]

Here are two shorter addons for TS2 WeddingDressAline from Celebrations SP, 'cuz I wanted to recycle my recolours for it. Formal outfit features heels by Lina/ Trapping (edited UVs, match standard body texture, less mangled toes). The other one is barefoot swimwear / PJs, has some issues but looks good enough to share I think.

These are both for AF.

Short Aline Dress with Strappy Heels

& Aline Swim Dress + repo recolours

Download: SFS | BOX Polycount: ~2300

⚠️And you'll need my recolours for WeddingDressAline here:

SFS or BOX

*While taking the screenshots I went back and improved the UVs for collarbones, but the chest area is still quite streched, just like original Aline dress!

Enjoy!

#sims 2 #the sims 2 #ts2 cc #ts2 clothes #CAS #preg morph is there but I had to add it by hand in milkshape to keep it from exploding so it's okay-ish #and there was this weird issue - fat morph showing ok in game but becoming distorted when I imported it back to milkshape like wtf? #ok mystery solved - my old simpe is f*cking up morphs sometimes

[omg-snakes]

How accurate is popping as a method of telling a snake's gender? I hear a lot of stories about a hatchling getting checked that way only for the owner to later figure out their corn snake was instead a male/female. Have you ever had that happen to you?

I have, in both directions, but only one time with a snake I personally sexed. Overall I think popping is a fairly reliable, fast, and safe method of sexing. The only other option for babies is DNA testing but that option costs $20+ per snake so I won't do that unless somebody asks and is willing to pay for it.

The trouble with popping is that it tells us only one thing: that a snake does or does not have a hemipene-shaped structure. While we kinda assumed that female snakes have hemiclitori, it was only recently confirmed that the teensy cone-shaped structures everted while popping a female are actually analogous to a clitoris.

It follows that snake genitalia, like mammal genitalia, may be very small in certain males or very large in certain females, and individuals may have characteristics of both. The Steinhart Aquarium recently lost their anaconda to old age and on necropsy discovered that they were intersex! This is probably a lot less uncommon in reptiles than we realize.

Another issue with popping as a means of sexing a snake is that it is easy to do... But also easy to do wrong. Too light a touch and a snake won't "pop" hemipenes. Too rough and you can bruise or permanently injure a snake. I've seen broken tails and kinked spines caused by overzealous sex-checks. I tend to err on the side of gentleness. I check at least twice, a few weeks apart, before listing for sale, and if I don't see penes either time I assume the snake is a girl. One instance of hemipenes labels the snake as a boy and I stop checking.

I've had a couple of boy snakes turn out to be girls, but they're snakes that I bought from other breeders and didn't immediately check for myself so I can't say how they were sexed.

One buyer of a snake I produced reached out after a year to let me know that their little girl was actually a little boy. It's possible that the hemipenes were too small to identify as a baby, or maybe the snake was really clenching hard when I checked, or maybe they really were a girl all along with enlarged hemiclitori as they got older. I'll never know! I offered the buyer a chance to return the snake and they didn't respond so I assume they were happy regardless.

These things happen rarely, but they do happen and sometimes it's a hassle. Any breeder worth their salt has contingencies for their contingencies, though, and a mis-sexed snake is an inconvenience at worst. In every case where it's happened to me, it's been serendipity!

One must be able to roll with the tides if one intends to wade into the unpredictable waters of snake breeding.

#answers to questions #text post #long post #snake #snakes #reptile #reptiles #reptiblr #corn snake #corn snakes #seriously we need fewer breeders #the market is saturated with low-quality and mystery-morph snakes #just because they will breed doesn't mean they should

[gh-0-stcup]

We as a culture were robbed when Dracula caught on over Carmilla.

#not saying dracula's a bad book #(or even that it's worse than carmilla) #but in terms of vampire lore and tropes and possibilities for expanding characters? #carmilla is where it's at guys holy shit #how have there not been seven million adaptations? #or even a single proper high budget one? #like we seriously as a culture decided to morph dracula into a mysterious sexy count with an obsessive love for the female protagonist #and a tragic backstory #while carmilla was literally right there! #we have a thousand different stories on van helsing and renfield but zero on who the fuck that lady claiming to be carmilla's mom is? #or anything about those people helping her? #such a cool little story that would be soo awesome to see properly adapted #carmilla

[icewindandboringhorror]

this is not the exact one I watched but I saw one of these "dish scape" things at someone's house who actually has TV (like they pay for dish/cable instead of just watching stuff online) and I think they're meant to be relaxing atmospheric stuff that you mostly ignore, but I sat there for 35 minutes watching absolutely engrossed.. further proof that I genuinely think my brain is incapable of experiencing boredom lol..

#IT'S BECAUSE there's so many little details that like you can spend minutes just scanning every corner of the image and taking it all in and #you keep finding new things! like 'oh I didn't know that blade of grass moved!' or 'I didnt see that bucket before!'. And then on top of #so many details - some things genuinely do change. The one I saw was a Beach house scene and sometimes a bird would fly by or ONE TIME kite #came out of nowhere. a sandcastle built and unbuilt itself. there's a firepit and it comes on when the sky changes from day to afternoon!! #this is like watching a sports game to me. I need weird detail oriented friends who will sit for 20 minutes staring at a barely moving pict #ure & cheer and clap with me when a seagull flies across the screen ghgj.. THERE HE IS!!!! etc!! and there's just so much to think about!! #Like how the images are layered or animated and the choices that were made (like I think the sunrise and sunset sky background images for t #e beachouse are just the same picture flipped and recolored) and trying to predict what's going to happen next (will the lights in the hous #turn off for night time? will another bird show up??) etc! I even got up at one point to walk close to the screen and get a better view of #hese paintings that were visible through the beachhouse windows. and then thinking about building a similar home in the sims! OR ALSO THIS #WOULD BE SUCH A COOL medium I think to tell a story! Like you upload a video to youtube that is framed just as a completely average moving #screensaver ambiance type of thing. It's like 7 hours long and mostly loops the same still image. However. over time at certain points you #can see some thing happen like watching characters interact through the windows. animals or people walk across the screen. certain elements #in the environment morph or change. etc. In such a way that an entire like plot is conveyed. maybe like fantasy mystery sort of thing. I WI #SH I could do this style of art / had friends who could or had money to pay somebody to. I would LOVE to collaborate on a weird surreal #It's Just Your Average Slowly Looping Moving Screensaver Video I Promise' type story.. jjhhgHH.. Or even just making one of these set in so #me of my fantasy world environments. not as a secret thing with easter eggs that tell a story but just literally an image like this tha #moves over time and etc. HHRRGRGHhhhhGG.. ANYWay!! I had to actually turn it off not because I was bored but because it was distracting me #. which is funny since again. I think for most people it's meant to be a 'just leave it on in the background' type of thing that's bland an #neutral . But it was just making me think too much ghjgh.. This is why I can't go to amusement parks or nightclubs bars or concerts like.. #a moving screensaver image is too overstimulating to my brain. Could you imagine me going to an environment just full of sensory informatio #like loud noises poeple talking flashing lights etc. etc. ? hghghb... Visiting a grocery store at a slightly busy hour is like my upper lim #it... Anyway.. everything is just so interesting to me. Even if I was locked in a room alone I would have plenty to think about & amu #se myself. I am also a hater definitely like I'm a very analytical person who is critical of society and systems & everything that exists #and even generally am just very opionated and have distinct preferences - so just because everything is INTERESTING does not mean I LIKE or #enjoy everything or never get tired of/annoyed by situations or ideas or etc. But it's more just like.. I literally dont think I could ever #be bored because of the way my brain works and also I approach life with elements of childlike whimsy and constant obsessive curiosity and #attention to detail. so as much as I am an analytical bore I also love everything and the world is fascinating at all times. lol.. duality #of man. if you get it then you get it. ANYWAY.. wanted to ramble abt it. I don't like the above video as much as the one I actually saw but #I couldn't find the beach one online.. BUt.. aaHH! best viewed whilst talking to yourself narrating/cheering! ALSO I want to make one!!!

[sapphic-woes]

Woke up thinking about Fulke x nun!reader or just, very devote christian AGAIN and I'm just annoyed I can't find a solid premise

#me and my corruption ki– #ahem. anyways. #yea like being introduced to her. being intrigued. all the nuns talk about her. shes so mysterious. odd. but she has a pull... #maybe since you're real devoted. ypu help her during her stay. she notices how you eye her documents. how you pray and pray but #it feels more like a souless mantra #you're devoted without any loyalty. a soldier without a cause #so she ofc decides you're perfect to morph into her little apprentice

[windy-trickster]

It actually wasn't Xonn. My identity shall remain a mystery >:0

But here's the follow up! ヽ( ´O｀) and ಥoಥ: for Sejcei, Atholl and Morphe!

You shall now be dubbed... "Mystery anon" :> SEJCEI: ヽ( ´O｀): What is their body language like when sleepy? Sejcei just... Gets all sluggish and starts to slur his speehc when he's sleepy. Slower movements and his fins droop when he's tired. ಥoಥ: How are they like when they cry? Do they just stream tears nonstop? Does their nose get clogged to the point that it’s hard to breathe? Is it easy for them to speak when they are sobbing? Do they hiccup when they cry? Sejcei is... Scarily silent when he cries. He gets incredibly jaded and emotionless when he's THAT upset. Sometimes it's hard to tell when he is upset unless you happen to be one of his quadrantmates. ATHOLL: ヽ( ´O｀): What is their body language like when sleepy? My girl just fucking passes out. She's done with shit when she's tired. She doesn't speak and will shove you outta the way so she can rest somewhere. Basically sleepy = bitch I'm pissy outta my way ಥoಥ: How are they like when they cry? Do they just stream tears nonstop? Does their nose get clogged to the point that it’s hard to breathe? Is it easy for them to speak when they are sobbing? Do they hiccup when they cry? Atholl claims to be "too rough to cry". But she isn't. She'll cover her mouth with her hand and force it all back down, but stray tears always leak down her cheeks. If she's alone, then she'll be more expressive w/her crying. MORPHE: ヽ( ´O｀): What is their body language like when sleepy? Cuddly, giggly. Sleepy little movements and gets a little whiny bc they wanna cuddle!!!! So badly!!! Their fins wiggle slowly as well. ಥoಥ: How are they like when they cry? Do they just stream tears nonstop? Does their nose get clogged to the point that it’s hard to breathe? Is it easy for them to speak when they are sobbing? Do they hiccup when they cry? ....They're a little too expressive when crying tbh. Struggling to breathe, hiccupping and having to wipe their nose a lot. They've got Big Feelings and struggle to show them. So crying helps them do so.

#windy response #mystery anon #<- special name for you #sejcei vloras #atholl glayva #morphe “mori” gymnos

[curligurl0896]

Marco living with Ax post book 45 be like

#animorphs #marco #ax #when you live with someone who becomes a living garbage disposal any time they morph human #certain measures have to be taken to ensure your food does not mysteriously vanish

[dravidious]

You're more important than unemployment

Wanted to make a mechanic called "Omen" and made this

#asks #custom cards #ordinarily i would've thought that making a morph variant would require casting it as a 2/2 for 3 #so that it would work alongside morph cards and retain the mystery #but then disguise came along with ward so that means we just get to do whatever we want #also i just realized the puppeteered scarecrow could've been hybrid on the omen cost #that would've been neat #oh wait shit i broke a rule of morph design #Curious Ghost can be cast face-down on turn 2 and then flip on turn 3 to kill a face-down 1/1 and survive #that's not allowed #like if you look at all the disguise cards all the ones that are 2/3s or have first strike or whatever #they all cost at least 5 to flip #because otherwise it could go “for my turn 3 i play a face down” “okay for my turn 3 i also play a face down” #“for my turn 4 i attack with my face down” “i block it with my face down to trade” “i flip it and kill your face down without losing mine” #and apparently that was a big problem when morph was first used so in khans of tarkir they made any 2/3s or whatever cost 5+ to flip #anyway idk what to do with Curious Ghost #maybe make it a 2-drop 2/1 that flips for 1? #oh well these aren't real cards anyway lol

[cr0wc0rpse]

I have a pretty bad headache and it feels like 50 nails are being driven into my skull so I’ve been kind of laying down about it but it’s still a little too early for me to call for an early bedtime + I haven’t had any sort of dinner + I should really do my T shot this week. Fucked up that this can just happen to me and I turn into a bag of sludge

#I’m trying to be slow and stuff because I don’t want the nails to go directly into my brain #my mystery headaches suck so bad and I wish I knew what the problem was and what could stop it #or at least help. even just a little #I think it’s evil that pain killers don’t help my headaches. so I just have to sit with them while they get worse or morph into migraines #maybe I should try trepanning. or a lobotomy #dead text

[themainchronicles]

If you werent staying up till 4am thinking about how unloveable you think you are at the ripe age of 11 what were you even doing

#why was i so scared about being unloveable #i wasnt even a teenager #mental illness #at the ripe old age of 11 #anyway the seasonal depression is kicking in #i keep staring at my reflection watching it morph infront of my eyes #maybe i should see someone about that #but i can never take anything seriously #so i dont tell anyone anything #thats not true #im the least mysterious person youll ever meet

[warriorfujoshi]

sergey dropped their panties on sight for that 17th century beaked bozo but theyll never let ME smash why doesnt lobotomy corporation come with a warning for SEVERE NTR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#IM MORPHING INTO A FAUST FANBOY FOR SERGEY GET AWAY FROM ME #next day at lunch Sergey slides into the queue at the cafeteria like ooh #whats on the menu today? smells good #and it’ll be… #wings. #chicken… wings (: #I feel genuinely ill. maybe partially bc of the potato salad containing mysterious liquid but this certainly isn’t helping 🤬🔥💥

[lev1hei1chou]

Cravings

Gojo x reader Genre: Fluff Words: 474 Synopsis: Gojo rates your pregnancy cravings Masterlist

Gojo Satoru, the man who claims to have seen everything, was about to embark on the most mysterious and thrilling adventure of his life: experiencing his partner's pregnancy cravings. As he sat beside you, observing your every move with amusement in his eyes, he couldn't help but wonder what odd concoction you would come up with next.

"Darling, I'm hungry," you declared, your eyes gleaming with excitement as you waddled into the kitchen, your baby bump leading the way.

Gojo raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. "What's on the menu today, my dear?"

You grinned mischievously. "Prepare yourself, because this one's a doozy." With a flourish, you presented your creation: pickles dipped in chocolate syrup, sprinkled with crushed potato chips.

Gojo's eyes widened in disbelief, but being the supportive partner he was, he decided to give it a try. Gingerly picking up one of the peculiar snacks, he took a bite, his expression morphing into one of surprise.

"Hmm," he mused, chewing thoughtfully. "Interesting combination. The sweet and salty flavors complement each other surprisingly well. I'd give it a solid 7 out of 10."

You laughed, delighted by his willingness to indulge in your cravings. "Not bad, but I think we can do better."

And so, the culinary adventure continued, with Gojo eagerly tasting each strange concoction you concocted. From ice cream topped with hot sauce to peanut butter and pickle sandwiches, no craving was too bizarre for the two of you to tackle together.

As the days passed and your due date drew nearer, Gojo found himself looking forward to your cravings with a mix of anticipation and amusement. He never knew what strange combination you would come up with next, but he was always ready to dive in headfirst and give it a try.

One evening, as you sat together on the couch, Gojo felt a sudden pang of hunger. "I think it's my turn to come up with a craving," he declared, eyes twinkling.

You raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Alright, Satoru, hit me with your best shot."

With a flourish, Gojo disappeared into the kitchen, leaving you in suspense. After a few moments, he returned, carrying a plate piled high with… ramen noodles topped with whipped cream and gummy bears.

You couldn't help but burst into laughter at the sight. "Baby, what on earth is that?"

He grinned, setting the plate down in front of you. "I call it… the Gojo Special. Trust me, it's delicious."

With a mixture of trepidation and curiosity, you took a bite, expecting the worst. To your surprise, the combination of savory noodles, sweet whipped cream, and chewy gummy bears was strangely satisfying.

"Well, I'll be damned," you exclaimed, taking another bite. "This is actually pretty good!"

Gojo beamed with pride, his eyes sparkling with delight. "See? I told you I had a knack for this."

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo satoru #gojo #satoru gojo #jjk fanfic #jjk x reader #jjk gojo #jjk gojo x reader #jjk satoru #gojo fluff #satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo fluff #gojo smut #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru fanfic #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru fluff #gojo satoru x you #gojo x reader

[omg-snakes]

For Microscope Monday I wanted to take a close look at Aurelian. He's been a bit of a mystery since he was hatched by @fractiousrvt. We know he's Lavender, het for Charcoal and Diffused, and proven het for Anery by this year's pairing with Peekaboo. But none of this explains his soft and pinkish coloration!

I decided to compare him with Thrundle, my visual het Peach Lavender boy.

Instead of wrangling snakes with one hand and focusing with the other, I opted to painstakingly construct a very fancy tool called the Microscope Lookin'-At Cup which is a deli cup with a couple of small holes cut in the lid that are the same size as the working area of the microscope. This allows the snake to be comfortable while also letting me use both hands!

I used 40x and 80x magnification to compare sections of scales from both snakes.

So looking at the images above, do we have any answers as to what is going on with Aurelian? No. No we do not. But y'know, sometimes questions are more interesting than answers!

#Aurelian #Thrundle #snake #snakes #reptile #reptiles #reptiblr #corn snake #corn snakes #corn snake morphs #visual het Peach Lavender #peach lavender corn snake #lavender mystery corn snake #Microscope Lookin'-At Cup #Microscope #microscopy monday #It's okay to not absolutely know #It's better to try to find out and still not really know than to pretend you have an answer that you don't have #Let's continue to explore together!

[lxkeee]

Hi, could I request a Lucifer morningstar x darkness demon overlord reader? She lurks in the shadows like a boogeyman, she acts like morticia adams from the adams family, how would he meet or act around the gothic queen👁👁✨

LUCIFER X OVERLORD! FEM! READER

Part two

Lucifer was just wandering around hell, unknowingly entering a territory of an overlord.

He doesn't know okay? It's just a forest of dead wilted trees with ominous aura.

His first instinct is to investigate.

This is his first time coming here, he only discovered this area after flying by to return to the palace.

Lucifer was walking around the dense forest, with his guard up.

The forest was quiet. A little too quiet.

He isn't afraid, unfortunately. He knows he can kill any demon who would try to mess with him.

Crack. A twig snapped

His head whipped to the direction of the noise, “Who goes there? Show yourself!” he threatens, wings in full display.

Shadows moving around him and finally stopping in front of him, morphing into a figure.

Lucifer expected a lot of things, but this.

A very tall and gorgeous woman, large deer antlers on her head. Sultry eyes and a smirk on her face.

Oh fuck, she's beautiful. Dangerous. He can sense the power she has.

“Good evening your highness, I didn't expect to see you here wandering around my home.” the woman says with a chuckle, making the man become a little flustered.

“Your home...?” he asked hesitantly and the woman nodded.

“Yes, this is my home or rather my territory. My home is somewhere around here. I just sensed a presence around these grounds and decided to check. I didn't expect to see the king of hell to be here.”

“M-my apologies, my lady. I simply didn't know.” he stammers a bit. Ah, calm yourself Lucifer. You're more powerful so you shouldn't be intimidated, he says to himself internally.

“It is alright, if you don't mind. Do you want to join me for a cup of tea? I just so happen to have finished brewing some.”

Lucifer is cautious around sinners, especially her. He doesn't know why his heart is palpitating this much. The best reason he got is fear loud incorrect buzzer noise

“I don't want to intrud—”

“Nonsense! You're not intruding.”

“But—”

“Do not fret, I am not going to hurt you. I should be the scared one as you are much more powerful than me. I am sure you can obliterate my existence with a flick of your finger.” the woman laughs softly, a kind of laugh that reminds him of the books he's read. The kind of laugh that draws you in.

“How about this, how about we get acquainted with each other? So that you'll be more comfortable?”

Lucifer's eyes narrowed, “Why are you so insistent?”

“Well, I just love making friends and you my dear seem to be an interesting character that I don't mind befriending.”

Lucifer rolls his eyes but eventually nodded, “Fine, My name is Lucifer Morningstar.”

“Wonderful, then... It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Lucifer, my name is [y/n]” She says before gently holding his hand and placing a small kiss on his knuckles.

With a smirk on her face as her eyes looked at him as she did so.

Lucifer's cheeks reddened, quickly snatching his hand away from the demoness.

“So, about that tea?”

Lucifer is beginning to see a pattern.

A type even.

It's been a few months since he's met the deer demoness.

Surprisingly he managed to get along with her, despite her... Rather questionable actions.

He often visits her mansion at the middle of the forest where he met her or the other way around.

She often surprises him by popping out of the shadows with her presence concealed.

She's playful, mysterious, dangerous, beautiful.

And tall.

He likes his women tall okay?

And he likes them a little deranged.

Anyways.

She keeps teasing him.

Just like the other day, he came to visit at the wrong time and she forced him to help her get dressed.

It was inappropriate! She only asked him to zip the zipper of her dress.

Poor guy was blushing.

She didn't make fun of his obsession with rubber ducks.

She even made ducks out of shadows and made it swim around his room and of course, he made one too with his powers.

The shadows and gold dust ducks swimming around the room and in the air.

It was... Cute...

Lucifer has gotten to know the woman better too, he has gotten the chance to see many sides of her.

Lucifer isn't stupid, he can tell he's developing feelings for her.

He's afraid, he's afraid of getting hurt again or hurting her.

He has issues he needed to fix first.

Though, he is slightly a flustered mess around the woman.

Can you blame him? She calls him endearing nicknames! She calls him sweetheart and it just makes his heart flutter.

He is cautious around her not because he's afraid of her but because he fears his feelings for her would accidentally be known.

And she just appears out of nowhere!

It took awhile for him to sort his emotions and he thinks he is finally ready to confess.

But first, Lucifer needs to find hints if she feels the same way.

“Thanks for the coffee, [y/n]. It tastes amazing as always.” Lucifer says, admiring the duck shaped cream that is floating on his coffee.

“It is a pleasure, sweetheart. Drink to your heart's content. I know you've been stressed lately.” She says with a gentle voice.

“I have a question.” he started, already planning a discreet way to ask her.

“Hmm? Go ahead.”

“What if let's say... You have a close friend and you've only known him for a couple of months but they fell in love with you and now they're planning to confess to you? Would you date him?”

Don't mind him guys, he's trying his best.

[y/n] tilts her head slightly, confused before giggling.

She's not stupid but she kinda wants to tease him.

“Depending on who this friend is.”

“Just answer.” he deadpans.

“Yes, would you confess though?” she asked as she leans forward to reach him across the table, holding his chin. Lips just a few inches away from each other.

Lucifer.exe has stopped working.

“Y-yes...” he stammers, beginning to feel shy as his cheeks heat up.

“Do you want a kiss?” she asked teasingly.

“Please...?”

“Good boy.” she says before finally pressing her lips against his.

It was the most addicting kiss he ever experienced.

“I like you.”

“I like me too.”

“[y/n]!”

“I am just joking, I like you too.”

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And For My Next Trick...

Summary: Reader is invited to a Halloween party where she doesn't know anyone. Everyone seems absolutely insistent she has to meet a mystery man who'd love her costume ALTERNATIVELY: Reader and Spencer unknowingly match costumes at a Halloween party.

Couple: Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader

Category: Smut

Content Warning: Reader POV, light mentions of drinking, oral sex (f recieveing), handcuffs during sex, one shitty “now you see me” magic sex reference (sorry), heavy making out, unprotected sex

Word Count: 4.3k

Why did I agree to this? Who goes to their friend’s company-mandated Halloween party? Who goes to their friend’s company-mandated Halloween party when they work for the damn FBI? 

The answer was of course, summed up with a simple “Penelope Garcia”, a force of nature when it came to swaying people into novel life experiences, as she’d done with me in this moment. 

When I offhandedly recalled that I hadn’t been to a Halloween party since college, Penelope grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me a little, eyes wide like saucers, like she couldn’t believe what I’d said. 

“What?! What have you done since then to celebrate, then?” She asks, watching me intently.

“Nothing.” I respond, plainly, watching as her face morphed into one of further disbelief than before. 

“What can I say?” I say, giving a laugh at her over-exaggerated antics at my admission, shrugging in the face of it. “I just don’t vibe with it.” 

“What’s there not to ‘vibe’ with?!” She says, still holding onto my shoulders, absolutely unable to accept that I may have grown out of Halloween as the appeal of the holiday slowly dwindled with age. 

“Everything.” I respond, still laughing. “I don’t like over-drinking, I don’t like sexy costumes, I don’t like being scared. Halloween’s less fun when you’re older.” I listed and reasoned off the top of my head, as Penelope stood there shaking her head, not accepting my answers in the slightest. 

“Absolutely not. I refuse to let the spirit of Halloween die inside of you so young.” She responds, incredibly serious and unmoving. “You can have fun without all that! Come on! I can prove it to you.” She adds, definitively. 

I raise an eyebrow, watching her with an amused expression. “Can you now? And how’s that?” 

“Spend Halloween with me!” She retorts, instantly. She smiles big, her eyes crinkling in the corners as she grew more and more excited at the idea. 

“Aren’t you spending Halloween with your work friends?” I ask, knitting my brows. “Your FBI work friends?” I say, in that tone, letting her know that there was definitely a part of me opposed to spending any day of mine with people I didn’t know whatsoever. 

“Oh come on! Don’t give me that!” Penelope says, nearly pouting in front of me. “It’ll be fun! They’re my friends and they’re sweet and I think they’d love to meet you! You’ll have fun. Trust me.” She says, looking deep into my eyes as she willed me silently to say ‘yes’ with her expression alone. I stayed silent for a moment, thinking it over before she breaks my thoughts with a, “Please?” and in a quick moment, she’s overcome all my defenses and I nod, weak to her pleas. 

“Okay! Okay! Fine!” I say, smiling a bit. “I’ll go. But I swear, if all I get out of the night is shit-faced drunk with a hangover the next morning, I’m never trusting you with my plans ever again.” I warn, raising an eyebrow and she just shakes it off, smiling wide. 

“Deal. You’ll have fun, I promise.” She reiterates, and I nod, not realizing what I’d gotten myself into at that point. 

So that night, when Penelope pulled up in front of a bar after picking me up from my apartment, I gave her a quizzical look, tilting my head in confusion. 

“I thought this was a work party. You guys have work parties at bars?” I ask, knitting my brows. 

Penelope giggled as she put the car in park, shaking her head. “Oh, my dear. You have no idea.” I stare at her, patiently waiting for her to elaborate, and she does, continuing in her excited fashion without requiring any prompting from my end. “We rarely have time for any ‘parties’ of the sort, given the whole insane schedule thing, so when we get a chance to host a shindig like this, we go all out.” She says, grinning wildly. “Especially when it's Halloween.”

I got out of the car, trying to discern what she meant, but gave up, deciding to just nod and go along with it, knowing more questions would just confuse the hell out of me anyway. 

“Did I mention  I absolutely love your costume?” Penelope compliments, I smile, waving her off. 

“I literally dug it up from my senior year of college. I’m just glad it fits.” 

The number I was wearing, in question, was a sparkly red leotard, with black stockings. A bit of height was added to my figure through the kitten heels on my feet, and adorning my neck was a traditional bowtie, alongside a little top hat with red detailing around the head. On my waist hung a stuffed bunny, adding a bit more intention to the outfit. 

A magician’s assistant, in all its glory. It was a bit showy, but I figured most people would dress up regardless, and I wasn’t about to pay money for another costume for a holiday I rarely paid any mind to in the first place. 

“Whatever it is, it’s working for you.” Penelope says with a wink, leading me into the bar. 

The bar felt absolutely alive, buzzing with energy as multiple people walked around in costume, fog machines set up on multiple fronts to add a bit of a ghastly ambience to the scene, Halloween music playing in the background as people chatted each other up. The lights were dimmed, and I followed Penelope deeper into the party. 

She turned around, handing me a cup with an unidentified liquid, and urged me to drink with her.

“It’s just punch! I swear!” She says to me, over the music, and I down the beverage quickly, glad she was obeying my request of not leaving the party absolutely wasted. It left the distinct flavor of artificially flavored cherry in my mouth, and I looked at her, wondering where she’d take us next, but before I could say anything, a blonde woman dressed as a black cat approached the two of us and Penelope immediately wrapped her arms around her, smiling. 

“(Y/N)!” Penelope says, “This is JJ, JJ, my plus-one for the night, (Y/N)!” She exclaims, excited to introduce the two of us. 

I shake JJ’s hand, smiling. “It’s nice to meet you- I love your costume, black cats are my favorite.” I say, and she grins gratefully. 

“Last minute costume. Can you tell?” JJ responds, and I shake my head. “Absolutely not.” I respond warmly, already feeling a sense of kinship with the woman, her smile and lighthearted nature easing me into the interaction. 

“Your costume.. magician?” She asks, raising an eyebrow as she gives me a look-over. 

“Magician’s assistant, actually, but yes.” I say, laughing a bit. “I suppose in a certain light I may just look like a sexy magician, in hindsight.” JJ laughs at the joke, making me laugh a bit more as well. 

“God, people here are going to think you and Spencer came here together.” JJ says, smirking, pouring herself a glass of punch. 

“Spencer?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. 

“I won’t spoil his costume, but trust me. You have to find him at some point in the night. He’d love your costume.” She says the words with a playful lilt, my curiosity piquing at the idea of this mystery man who’d apparently be enamored by my choice of clothing tonight specifically. 

“I have to find my husband.” She quickly adds, “But it was nice meeting you! Have fun!” She says, sauntering away, and leaving me and Penelope alone. 

“Okay- so I was thinking we could look at the games they have here and then-” Penelope says, but I stop her. 

“Who’s Spencer?” I ask, my interest in the subject not being fully satiated here. 

“I work with him!” Penelope responds, and I laugh at her uncharacteristic briefness.

“Penelope, you work with everyone here.” I say, and she laughs. 

“Okay, okay, but- seriously! I don’t want to spoil the surprise. It’ll be much better if the two of you run into each other.” She says, and my fascination only increases. “So.” She says, trying to segue into another topic, but I shake my head. 

“Pen- if it’s alright with you, I’m gonna try and explore on my own, yeah?” I say, trying to seem as polite about it as possible, but she understood immediately. 

“Don’t worry. I understand completely.” She says, with a wink. “You’ll know him when you see him.” She says, before walking away, and I was left alone, beginning to traverse through the party. 

I met a number of characters that night, engaging in pleasant conversation and accepting some alcohol in small quantities, keeping myself in the right headspace so that I could continue my search for the man that’d been brought up to me before. When I’d bring his name up in conversation, as to get a hint to where the man would be, I’d always get the same reaction. A flash of recognition, and a smile. A “Do you two know each other?” and when I’d shake my head, they’d follow it with a, “He’d love your costume.” 

For God’s sake! I knew he’d love my costume! Every living soul at this party had told me so! I’d love to just see the guy at this point! 

I was just about to give up my search for the man, when I finally spotted a small crowd in the corner of the party that was a bit quieter than normal. I made my way into the group of people, coming to the front to be met with the sight of a man in a costume. 

A magician’s costume. 

“For my next trick, I’ll need a volunteer.” He says, looking around the crowd, and the moment his eyes land on me, I raise my hand above my head, and he nods, gesturing me over. 

He speaks quietly, grinning a bit at me. It’s boyish and sweet as he looks me up and down, raising an eyebrow. “Magician’s assistant?” He asks, with a little bit of laughter in his voice, and I nod, and he responds by nodding back. “I love it.” 

“I know.” I say, laughing. He looks a bit confused, until I say, “Trust me. Practically everyone at this party has been telling me to find you-"

I suddenly realize there's a good chance this may not even be the aforementioned 'Spencer'. "Oh, God, I hope you are him, otherwise this’ll be really awkward.” I say quickly, realizing I hadn’t even described my plight in the first place to the stranger in front of me, before he quickly alleviated my nerves. 

“Spencer Reid.” He says, grinning. 

“Thank god. You are the right person.” I say, with relief. “(Y/N).” 

“Alright, (Y/N).” He says, smirking. “Ready to help me with this trick?” He says, putting on a bit of a performance for the people gathered around us, and I nodded. 

“Pick a card, any card.” He says, fanning a deck of cards in my direction, all face-down. “Show it to the audience, but don’t tell me the card!” He says, dramatically, turning away entirely and covering his eyes with his free hand,  and I found myself giggling at the silliness of it all. I quickly picked a card from the middle of the deck, the two of hearts, ironically, and showed it to the audience, who all nodded in recognition. 

“Have you picked your card?” Spencer asks me, still turned away and I reply. 

“Yes, I have.” 

“And have you shown the audience?” Spencer continues, in the same, climactic tone from before. 

“I have.” I say, with a smile. 

“Alright. Put her back into the deck, and tell me when you have.” He replies, still totally turned away, his eyes shut. 

I place the card back in the deck, nestling it between the cards and he grins as he feels the disturbance to the deck. “The card is in the deck.” I confirm, and he turns back, beginning to shuffle the cards with fast, adept fingers. I watch his hands carefully, before he draws my attention  back to his face by speaking to me. 

“So, (Y/N), what brings you to this party in the first place? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around the building.” He asks, casually, his hands still moving quickly. 

“Oh- what?” I found it impossible to focus on both his hands, and the conversation, so I turned my attention towards the latter. “Penelope.” I respond, after processing the question. “She’s my friend, she told me to come. I don’t know anyone here besides her.” I add, answering his question. 

“Ah.” He responds, cooly, keeping direct eye contact on me the entire time, and I was unable to tear myself away from his gaze. “Do you make it a habit to come to parties where everyone’s a stranger to you?” 

I laugh a bit. “Absolutely not. I mean, everyone’s been nice so far, I’d say, so it’s not half-bad.” I continue, relaxing into the banter with him. His aura was magnetizing. Maybe it was the magician persona he was putting on, maybe it was the fact that he was dead handsome, but I found him increasingly attractive with every passing second. 

He grinned, and I noticed that as our conversation dwindled, his hands began to slow. “Alright. Now, if my magician senses prove me right, is..” He takes a long second, making a show out of pulling a card out of the deck, “this your card!” He finishes, showing a.. six of spades. 

I laugh a bit nervously, “Uh, no?” I felt a blush rising to my face as he seemed to grumble, looking more thoroughly through the deck. 

“This?” He asks, holding up a three of diamonds.  

“Nope.” 

He holds up a queen. “This one?” 

“Still no.” 

“God, I swear..” He finally shows me the entire deck, watching me intently. “Do you see your card anywhere here?” He asks. 

I scan the deck, expecting to see the two of hearts but didn’t, and I furrowed my brows. 

“Is it not there?” Spencer asks, a specific lilt in his voice, as he grins playfully at me, and I look at him, still confused. 

“No, but I swear- I did put it back.” I say, looking through the cards in front of me one last time. 

“That’s strange.” Spencer responds, beginning to think. “Do you mind if I just..” He suddenly took a step closer, invading my personal space in such a swift manner, I barely had time to process what was going on.

I could feel his breath hitting me from above, as I turned my gaze up at the man in front of me. I could see him clearer, this way. The way his brown eyes watched me as well, the pink of his lips, the way his soft hair fell across his forehead. He reached forward, causing my breath to hitch before he slowly found my hat, lifting it from my head. 

“(Y/N), do you mind checking your hat for a moment?” He says, giving me the article of clothing. 

“Oh, I-” I stutter a bit, before taking the hat from his hands slowly and looking inside, seeing- 

No fucking way. 

I pulled out the two of hearts, which had somehow found its way into my hat. 

“How- You-” I say, before he stops me.

“Show the card to the audience.” He says, grinning, and I do. 

“That’s your card, isn’t it?” He muses, and I nod, absolutely dumbstruck. 

He gives a little smirk. “Take a bow. For being such a good assistant, you know.” He says, and I bow my head a little, still trying to wrap my head around how he managed to do the trick in the first place. 

The little group around us gave small claps and dispersed once the trick was over, leaving me and Spencer alone. 

“So..” I start, but he laughs and interrupts.

“Before you ask me, no. I will not tell you how I did that.” He says, almost reading my mind. 

“Come on!” I say, grinning. “You have to. That’s- that’s impossible.” I stammer. 

“I just did it, didn’t I?” He says, with a bit of cockiness in his voice, which made him even more attractive than before. 

“Okay but- No way!” I say, trying to think. “You must’ve planted it there. Or-” 

“I planted the card in a hat that had been on your head the whole time?” He responds, raising an eyebrow playfully. 

“But-” 

“No ‘buts’.” He says, smiling. “It’s just magic. And a magician never reveals his-” 

“I swear, if you finish that cliched sentence..” I warn. 

He raises his hands up in surrender, that boyish grin still gracing his face. “Okay! Okay! It’s true though.” He adds, and I find myself rolling my eyes.

He notices my displeasure, and laughs a bit. “Okay, tell you what. What if I taught you how to do the trick? That way I’m technically not flat-out telling you how to do the trick.” He says, and I nod, excited. 

“Wait- yeah. I would do that, in a heartbeat.” I respond, and he looks animated at the prospect. 

“It’s a bit loud here.” He says, raising his voice a little over the music in the bar. “I know we just met but- uh. Would you wanna come to my apartment?” He asks, a bit hesitant. “In the name of magic.” 

I watched his expression carefully, and saw the implicit desire painted in his eyes.

Wow. This costume must’ve worked a lot better than I expected. 

“I wouldn’t mind that.” I respond, sweetly. “Lead the way, magic man.” I say, a bit teasingly. There was something exhilarating about knowing that there was a good possibility he wanted me, the same way I found myself wanting him. 

He smiles, offering his arm to me as we walk out of the bar together. He leads me to his car, opening the door of the passenger seat to me like a true gentleman, and I smile, getting in. He starts the vehicle, beginning to drive away from the bar. 

“Have you always done magic?” I ask, attempting to start a conversation with the man next to me, who was still a near stranger at this point. 

He laughs a bit. “Yeah, actually. Before I ever started working for the FBI, I learned as a kid.” 

“What do you like about magic?” I ask, a little lamely, still trying to continue the flow of discussion between us, making an effort to know him better. 

He shrugs, keeping his eyes on the road. “Well, I don’t know. I didn’t have too many friends growing up, so when I did.. I liked to entertain them.” He lets out a dry chuckle, a bit self conscious. I listened intently, finding myself more intrigued by him as he opened himself up to me. “It sounds silly, but I’ve always just enjoyed the feeling of making someone feel.. wonder.. amazement..?” He adds, hesitantly. “It’s just nice.” He finishes.

“That was probably way too personal for a question about magic, huh?” He says, after a moment. 

I shake my head. “No! No. That’s a great reason. Probably better than anything I could ever come up with for any of my own hobbies.” I say, trying to make him feel at ease, the way he had for me before. 

He smiles gratefully. “Thanks.” 

“So about that trick..�� I start, grinning. 

“I’m not telling you how I did it!” He says, laughing. “You gotta work for it.” 

“Oh, come on.” I exclaim, before pausing.

“Okay, tell me this. How many ways can you do that trick? Is it only with specific cards?” 

“Nope.” He responds. “I can do that trick 52 ways. It’s all in the hands” He says, a little bit of pride in his voice. 

“52 ways, huh?” I say, grinning. “My god, Spencer Reid. You must be really good with your hands then.” I say, trying to flirt just a bit.

“Oh, you have no idea.” He responds, and for a second, I hear a hint of lust in his voice, and I realize I wasn't insane for thinking he wanted me back. I could feel his tone causing my cheeks to heat up, and my panties getting wetter in an instant.

“Oh?” I respond, my voice suddenly hoarse. 

“Yeah.” He responds, voice a bit deeper than before. 

“I’m sure you could show me once you get to your apartment.” I say boldly, testing the waters and I see him lick his lips, nodding. 

“I’d like that.” He responds, gripping the steering wheel a bit tighter, driving a bit faster than before. 

As soon as we made it past his front door, Spencer was pushing me against the wall, planting his lips on mine in a frenzy, as my hands went to take off his coat, both of our intentions clear at this moment. 

His hands trailed down to my waist, pulling me closer against him to the point where I could feel his erection pressing against my thigh. The sensation caused me to moan, and he took the opportunity to sneak his tongue into my mouth, exploring as we continued to seek pleasure from the other, not paying mind to the consequences of our spontaneity. 

His hands began to move to the zipper of my leotard, slowly pulling it down as my hands went to his belt, undoing it as quickly as I could. I felt something in the pockets of his slacks, and pulled it out to reveal a pair of handcuffs. 

“Not my government issued ones. They're apart of the costume gear” He says, immediately, beginning to kiss at my neck. “We could use them, if you want.” He murmurs, his hot breath right at the hollow of my collarbone. 

I breathed in sharply, nodding. “Oh, god. Yes.” I could feel him pulling me by my hips, his lips never leaving the expanse of my skin as he pushed me onto his bed, caging me in between his arms as he continued with his ministrations. 

I could hear the soft moans of pleasure drawing out from my lips, my eyes fluttering shut. For an instant, I couldn’t feel his presence on me, until my hands were being raised above my head, and the small “snap” of handcuffs could be heard against me. I watched him, his gaze determined and lustful, checking the handcuffs to make sure they weren’t too tight, but that I couldn’t escape. 

“You’re so beautiful.” He murmurs, beginning to kiss my fingertips, and making his way down my arm. He finally manages to pull off my leotard, and in a moment of what I could only describe as carnal desire, he rips open my stockings, discarding them on the floor as he made his way to the growing wet spot on my panties. 

“I’ll buy you new ones.” He growls, his breath hitting my wet heat, and I moaned at the sensation alone. He slid my panties down, leaving me entirely bare while he stayed mostly clothed, only adding to the appeal of our encounter. 

He settled in between my legs, and I watched him, my breath coming out in short, small gasps. 

“I need to taste you.” He murmurs, and I nod.

That’s all it takes, and he’s nearly devouring at my cunt. I can feel his tongue everywhere, languidly working at my sex before circling around my clit. I throw my head back, and feel my hands itching to grab at his hair, to grind against his mouth. It’s like he could feel my desperation, smirking against me. 

“Patience.” He murmurs, and I grumble a bit, but the annoyance quickly dissipates as he moves to suck around my clit, causing an entirely new slew of sensations to rack my body. I can feel myself writhing, and he hooks his hands under my thighs to keep me in place. Before I can even tell him, I’m coming against his face, my body convulsing in his touch as he continued to eat me out like he couldn’t get enough. 

He only stopped when I weakly moaned his name, looking up at me through my thighs, my wetness coating his chin. “Please- I need you.” I say, trying to now fulfill the growing ache that came from being so painstakingly empty. He nodded, understanding me immediately and moving to undo the handcuffs. Immediately, my hands wrap around his neck as I feel him free his cock from the confines of his briefs, and I briefly glance down, taking note of his size, and knowing how well I’d be fucked in a few brief moments. 

He guided his member to my aching cunt, and pushed into me, inch by inch. I could feel my breath snatched away in an instant, as my jaw dropped in a quiet moan. He seemed to enjoy the sensation of entering me as well, his eyes closing in concentration. 

“So warm.. so perfect.” He murmurs, moving down to kiss my jaw. “Can I move? Can I please move?” He begs, the neediness in his voice apparent. 

I nod, feverishly. “Yes. Please.” 

He immediately starts moving in a fast pace, using a strength I didn't know he had in him. I could feel myself shifting up the bed with every thrust he pummeled into me, and every movement of his hips only elicited longer, louder moans. It seemed to spur him on, as he pushed my legs to my chest to gain an even deeper angle, which had me screaming in pleasure at that point. 

“I’m not gonna last..” He moans out, and I nod, indicating we were in the same boat. His hand slipped in between our bodies, finding my clit in an attempt to have me finish before him. 

“Please, pretty girl.” He moans, his movements never letting up. “Come for me.” 

I do, feeling myself tighten around his cock, as my walls spasmed all around. It seemed to push him towards his release as well, as I felt his warmth seep into my deepest point. He pulled out of me, exhausted, laying beside me on the bed. 

His hands reached over for me, and I made my way into his arms, laying my head on his chest, feeling our rapid heartbeats calm down together after our act of passion. His chest rises up and down, as does mine, and we bask in the afterglow of what just took place. 

“We never did get to that magic trick.” I say, finally speaking, my words coming out a little breathlessly. 

I can feel his laughter as he places a tender kiss to the top of my head, as if we’d done this a thousand times before. “After that, I’ll teach you whatever you want. Sure you could teach me a thing or two too, hmm?"  

“Deal.” I say, closing my eyes and relaxing in the warmth of a man that was no longer as stranger than before. 

wow!! sorry for disappearing on you guys like that!! idk how long it's been since my last post, all i know it's been a while and i'm very deeply sorry!! i hope this makes up for it. i actually wrote this as a submission to @imagining-in-the-margins 's meet cute challenge, so! fun fun fun. please reblog, like, comment, or whatever!! i genuinely love seeing what everyone has to think . just as a warning, my posting may get sporadic for the next month or so, but i promise by december we're gonna be on that weekly fic grind. again, so sorry for the sudden disappearance!!! i appreciate everyone very much for their patience!!!!

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