#and I really don't think that would look. great. for me.

[juleswritesstuff]

Starving

Basically, just Theo being the munch that he is.

theodore nott x fem!reader

warnings: smut

Enjoy💗

You had always hated Herbology with a deep passion.

Not the plants per se, those were rather fascinating to observe, but did they really need to have such a vast variety of species ? Was it actually necessary ?

Apparently it was, or Mrs Sprout wouldn't have given you a whole 600 words essay to write on every type of mandrake known to man.

Those screaming little things got on your nerves, and you could barely understand what the professor was talking about while tending to them. Hence, you were finding it extremely difficult to complete that paper.

The door of your dorm room suddenly opened and you had to restrain a curse from slipping through gritted teeth.

You had really hoped to not get interrupted.

Apparently your prayers weren't heard.

“You busy, dolcezza ?” (sweetie)

A more than familiar voice reached your ears. You lifted your eyes from your paper and they landed on none other than Theodore Nott, who was standing right in front of your door, now closed again, with a faint smirk plastered on his face. 

You rolled your eyes. You knew that little grin all too well.

“Kind of, yeah” you replied, your attention going back to the paper in front of you as you started scribbling again with your quill “Aren't you ? You're in this class too, have you already finished your essay ?” you asked, cocking an eyebrow.

“Just turned it in, so I have some time to kill” he said with that cocky attitude of his.

Infuriating and charming at the same time, truly unfair.

“Good for you, then. I don't, so if you could leave me to it, it would be much appreciated” you said as a forced smile curved your lips.

“Oh, come on. You don't even have a little time ? Per me ?” he asked, tilting his head slightly to the side with the most innocent expression he could master. (For me ?)

Which didn't work because his eyes screamed trouble.

Theo looked like an angel with his brown hair curled in soft locks and eyes as blue as the ocean, although dead and emotionless looking.

Actually, he was the devil in disguise. Especially when he acted all coy like this.

“No Theo, I really don't have time for your little antics today” you said huffing.

‘His little antics’ being eating you out till tears rolled down your cheeks and your mascara was smudged and unsalvageable. 

You and Theo were ‘friends’. You got along just fine, you talked, and you bickered like there was no tomorrow. It was part of your friendship, the teasing, the little harmless jokes. It was routine for the two of you.

What was also routine was the flirting. 

Shameless and obvious flirting.

You never thought it would lead anywhere. You were so used to the little Italian endearments he gave you and the ever present smirk on his lips that you didn't really think anything of it.

Until one night, after one of the biggest parties that Slytherin had ever thrown, you ended up in his bed, with him between your legs eating you out like his life depended on it.

You didn't even know how you found yourself in that situation, you just knew that you hadn't minded one bit.

You ended up with shaky legs and a dizzy brain just by his tongue alone.

Saying that you didn't mind it would've been an euphemism.

The day after was awkward as hell, but you both were too direct and honest to not deal with the weird atmosphere immediately.

So you decided to add some…privileges to your relationship. 

You discovered Theo had quite an oral fixation. 

He needed to keep his mouth occupied with something.

Cigarettes were a great way to keep his mouth busy, but they were extremely damaging for his health.

You didn't mean to make him stop smoking, you knew it would've been basically impossible, and, if you had to be completely honest with yourself, he looked so damn hot with those death traps between his lips, but you wanted to at least try to reduce the amount of nicotine that went into his body.

And what better way than to bribe him with the second thing he loved the most in the world ?

Eating you out seemed to be his favorite hobby.

Anytime he felt the need to light one cigarette more than necessary he came to you, with that sinful smirk on his lips and the hottest ‘fuck me’ eyes he could master.

And who were you to say no ? 

You had proposed the deal in the first place.

Plus, he was amazing at it too. The way his tongue worked on your cunt definitely felt like ascending to heaven.

But now you really didn't have the time.

“I'm not here because I feel like smoking, Y/n” he said walking up to you and stopping in front of the desk, leaning forward a little as he supported his weight with his hands on the table. 

You made the mistake of lifting your eyes from the parchment and locking them with his. His gaze was magnetic. Once those pools of stormy sea caught you, you couldn't escape.

“Then why are you here ?” you asked, raising your eyebrows.

“Cause I'm starving, tesoro” he uttered with the calmest and most unaffected tone in his voice. (darling)

You narrowed your eyes.

“Then you should be in the kitchen to solve that little problem, don't you think ?” you asked rhetorically, eyes going back to focus on the parchment in front of you.

You heard him scoff, and suddenly he was leaning so much closer.

Your head was still hung low, trying to write that damn essay, but his presence was distracting as hell and you couldn't help but shiver when he leaned to whisper in your ear.

“You're right, that would be the perfect solution if I was hungry for food” he stopped and you could feel the teasing smile plastered on his face 

“But all I'm craving is you and that pretty little cunt of yours, so I don't think the kitchen elves could really help me with that”

You wished you could say his words didn't affect you, you really wished.

But the sudden warmth on your cheeks and the unconscious clench of your legs told another story.

You really didn't have time for this, but your body was craving him and his touch like crazy, and you weren't sure you would've been able to focus if you didn't feel his tongue working its wonders on you.

So you sighed and pushed the chair you were sitting on a bit farther away from the desk, enough to take your knickers off and throw them somewhere behind you, then you sat back, your skirt still covering you up until your mid thighs.

His eyes darkened with lust.

“Make it quick, I have an essay to finish” you said, faking indifference.

On the inside you were burning alive.

“Quick ? It's like you don't know me at all, dolcezza” he said with a scoff as he sank to his knees, crawling until he was right in front of you.

His gaze locked in yours as his hands made contact with the bare skin of your legs, caressing them gently, tenderly.

“I'll take my sweet time with you. Ora fai la brava and open those gorgeous legs for me” you hated how fast you complied, but with the way he was looking at you you really couldn’t help yourself. (Now be good) 

He lifted your skirt and he leaned forward.

As soon as his tongue made contact with your folds you melted.

You choked out a whimper, and you could feel him smirk right against your groin.

"Wipe that grin off your face, Nott, I'm only -ah fuck, I'm only doing it because you begged me” you said as he kept lapping at your core with his tongue, wrapping his lips around your clit to give it a gentle suck.

The moan that rippled out of you was almost pornographic.

“Piccola bugiarda, you know that's not true. You're doing it because you want it too” he moved his mouth from your cunt to your thighs, giving feather light kisses on the sensitive skin. (Little liar)

“You're so wet, you didn't think I would notice ?” he asked with that fucking cocky attitude that made you go crazy.

“Shut up and put that mouth to a better use” you said, but the bite in your voice was definitely toned down by the urgency and neediness of having his mouth back where you needed him the most.

His head tilted to the side as he leaned back just the tiniest bit.

“What's with the attitude, uh ?”

“No, no, no, -shit Theo. Come back here” you said, almost whining.

He was too far, and you needed him.

You needed him closer, way fucking closer.

“E come si dice ?” he teased, his eyes were dark and fogged up by lust and hunger. (And what do you say ?)

“Fuck, why do you always want me to beg ?” you asked, defeated. He leaned forward again, his breath hovering right above the tender skin as you clenched around nothing, feeling the loss of his tongue.

“Because it's fun, I love it when you beg me with that sweet mouth of yours. Plus I like seeing you flustered” he said as he started to kiss every inch and nook of your most sensitive area, avoiding where you really wanted him to.

You wanted to curse so bad, but you knew that was not what he wanted, what he needed.

“Theo -fuck. Please Theo, just touch me. Please” you surrendered, your voice whiny and broken, until a melody of moans and whimpers started to ripple out of your lips as soon as his mouth met your folds again.

And this time he didn’t stop.

He lapped at your juices like a starved man enjoying his meal for the first time in days.

He licked, and sucked, and kissed every centimeter, every inch of tender skin like he was born to do that.

Your hands buried in his soft brown locks and you tugged at them unconsciously after a particularly good roll of his tongue made you see stars.

“Cazzo, se continui così verrò nei pantaloni porca puttana” he said, hissing. His mouth kept working wonders on your cunt, his groans creating delicious vibrations on your clit. (Fuck, if you keep this up I'll come in my pants, holy shit)

“Ancora” he said between ravenous licks and delicate, teasing sucks, guttural moans leaving his lips. (Again)

“What ?” you asked, lost in pleasure. Your little knowledge of the Italian language became nonexistent when he was busy making you cry on his tongue.

“Again, baby. You know i fucking love it” he says, mouthing the words right against your core.

And so you obeyed, tugging at his hair again, a little rougher, a little harder.

A low groan left his lips.

You were close, you were so fucking close.

“Shit, Theo, baby” you moaned out loud, the term of endearment completely slipping out.

Theo seemed to notice, because he started to go faster, tongue flicking desperately at your folds.

Your breath got caught in your lungs, your ears rang and your sight turned black as you got it by pleasure.

The hand on his hair kept Theo close as you rode your orgasm on his tongue.

He lapped at your juices carefully, to not overstimulate you, leaving sweet butterfly kisses on your thighs, worshiping the skin with his lips.

Once your breathing started to go back to normal and your sight was not blurry from the pleasure anymore you looked at him.

He was still kneeling in front of you, a teasing smile tugging at his lips as his eyes focused on your face.

“You look quite disheveled, principessa” he said with a chuckle, pride oozing from his features for reducing you in that state. All fucked out and breathless. (princess)

“Oh, yeah ? And whose fault is that ?” you ask in mocking shock, but you can’t help a chuckle from escaping your lips.

“And you're one to talk” you added as you took in his appearance. His eyes were still quite foggy and unfocused, his hair a mess from all the tugging and his lips.

Oh, his lips. Red and shiny with your essence and the tiniest bit swollen.

He looked too fucking good to be true.

You knew you folded too easily when Theo was involved, but you couldn’t help it.

“I told you I was starving, you underestimated my eagerness to fucking ravish you” he said with a shrug wetting his lips to savor your taste once again, like his words didn’t make you feel like you were catching fire.

That mouth of his was a menace, physically and literally.

“I’m never gonna be able to finish this stupid essay now” you said almost desperately.

He laughed at your pathetic whining, but it was a warm laugh, not one made to mock you but one that was closer to endearment.

“Was it so good that it melted your brain off ?” he asked with that cocky grin of his.

You looked at him with a deadpan expression.

“Your overly confident attitude never fails to amaze me, Theodore Nott '' you said with a chuckle. You straightened your posture on the chair, smoothing out all the wrinkles that he had left from fisting your skirt and holding on for dear life to keep your hips still.

“Now I don’t want to kick you out, but I really need to finish this”

“No need for that, tesoro, I’ll leave you to it. Wouldn’t want to distract you too much” he said, getting back up on his feet and tucking a rebellious strand of your hair behind your ear.

“See you at dinner ?” he asked. 

You simply nodded your head yes.

His hand was still gently caressing your cheek, the pads of his fingers were as light as a feather as they danced on your skin.

His eyes were locked in yours, and you had no idea of what was happening.

Until his fingers reached your chin, tilting your head up the slightest bit. 

Then he leaned in.

For the first time since you had started this ‘arrangement’ his lips met yours.

And they were sweeter than you thought, gentle, but there was an undertone of hunger, of neediness that you couldn’t ignore.

He tasted of nicotine and butter beer, bittersweet and addicting.

His lips were slightly chapped but you couldn’t care less about it as his tongue swiped on your bottom lip, his teeth grazing at it gently right after as he carefully bit the plump skin.

He pulled back slowly and you were left speechless.

He just chuckled at your wide eyes and agape mouth.

“Good luck on your essay, ok ? I’ll see you tonight” he left a quick kiss on your cheek before storming out of the door with a smile on his face.

Your thoughts were all over the place, because what the hell had just happened ?

Did Theodore Nott just kiss you ?

Something a little different from my usual marauders content, but he's been stuck in brain for weeks now, and I couldn't help myself 😔

And honestly, as an Italian girl, I really think Lorenzo Zurzolo should be classified as a national treasure, thank you for coming to my ted talk.

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[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Deuce Spade - Platinum Jacket Voice Lines

When Summoned: I spent all night studying up al all the art, as any honor student would do.

Summon Line: I'm here to check out some art at a museum, I guess. I don't know if I'll really understand what's "good" art, but... I'll do my best as a supporter of the museum.

Groooovy!!: You gotta have good manners, yeah. It'd be totally lame to get scolded by some flowers.

Home: A 100th anniversary celebration... They're so tenacious!

Home Idle 1: I saw Ace really focused on a painting of some Card Soldiers. Yeah, I'd agree it's a pretty cool bit of art... Kinda frustrating that we have the same taste in something, though.

Home Idle 2: That story about how the Thorn Fairy was completely surrounded by soldiers but stood her ground anyway is real awesome. There's no way I'd forget a tale as cool as that.

Home Idle 3: Can't say I really get art, but that painting of the Queen of Hearts and her Card Soldiers was pretty neat. Like... I felt it in my soul.

Home Idle - Login: If any of the exhibits catch your eye, let me know. I made sure to study a lot about these paintings, so I can definitely explain stuff about them! ...Probably.

Home Idle - Groovy: It sucks to admit it, but Sebek really knows his stuff... I gotta make sure I study even harder so he doesn't look down on me!

Home Tap 1: I thought maybe once I got better at painting the roses, my art grades would get better too... But that totally didn't happen.

Home Tap 2: Don'tcha think this Queen of Hearts button is too cool? I got it in one draw from the "Great Seven" prize raffle at the shop.

Home Tap 3: You thought I did a good job explaining the paintings? Oh, great. Though, all I did was do exactly as Viper-senpai taught me, so...

Home Tap 4: Me 'n Epel really got fired up talking about the Lord of the Underworld's chariot. I like it when I get to chat with people who like the same things I do.

Home Tap 5: You think I look like a model student in this outfit? RIGHT!? I TOTALLY THINK SO TOO!! ...Ah, oops. Shouting like that would ruin that vibe, huh.

Home Tap - Groovy: I wonder what kinda stuff they'd have at the exhibit-themed café they got here. You interested too? Oh then, let's go check it out together!

Duo: [DEUCE]: You better be ready to go, Sebek! [SEBEK]: Humph, I don't need you telling me twice, Deuce!

Birthday Login Message: [Yuu], thanks! I knew you'd come celebrate my birthday without a doubt. What do I want as a gift? Hmm, let me think... Oh, I want one of those bib clips for runners. That way, when I clip it to my uniform during a track meet, it might give me a boost, as if I'm running with my best bud!

Requested by @farfalla049.

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[run2rae]

'SHUT UP, WON'T YA?'

SUKUNA X AFAB!READER

CONTEXT: You were invited by your friend Gojo Satoru over to his house for a small party with some of his other friends. One particular person you've had a crush on was there. One of his close friends, Sukuna. "Let's all play 7 minutes in heaven!", said Gojo. 7 minutes in heaven...?

WARNINGS: nsfw, 18+, kissing, fingering, degration, some praise, friends to lovers

BEFORE YOU READ: There may be small grammar mistakes or typos, so please bare with me!

˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　˚　　　　 . ★⋆. 　　　.   　　˚　✭　 　　*　　 　　✦　　　.　　.　　　✦　˚ 　　　　 ˚　.˚　　　　　✭　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　 　　 　　　　 ✦ You were sitting on your couch watching a show on Netflix when you got a text message. You look down to see your phone, rolling your eyes. "God what does he want now.."

"Hey, Y/n!!!! I'll be having a small get together/party later tonight at my place, you're invited if you want to come! Shoko, Suguru, Nanami & Sukuna will be there ;)))" He really knew how to get to you. Hearing the name Sukuna made you interested in whatever was being said no matter what the topic was. You replied back to Gojo. "Yeah, yeah whatever I'll go" You turned off your phone and looked up at the ceiling. Will Sukuna really be there? Thinking of the man gave you butterflies. You've liked him for so long, and tonight you'll be around him more than usual. Night time comes and you arrive at Gojo's place. You see the lights on and knock on the door. You wait outside patiently hearing footsteps quickly come to the door. "Y/n!! You made it!! Come on in!! Everyone was waiting for you. We have some drinks in the kitchen, so grab whatever you want." You walk inside and see everyone in the living room quickly look up at you. Shoko and Suguru wave to you as Nanami nods his head in greeting. You look over at Sukuna on his phone. He was always like that. He isn't the type to greet others and usually ignores their presence until he feels like acknowledging them. "Hey everyone... I'll be in the kitchen getting a drink, be right back!" You quickly wave to everyone, then walk to the kitchen. You are grabbing a drink as you hear footsteps behind you, assuming it's Gojo coming to annoy you. "I'll be there in a second Gojo, stop rushing m-" Your words are cut off when you turn around and see the pink haired boy looking at you. You could've sworn Gojo would've been behind you, so seeing Sukuna standing behind you was unexpected. "I'm not rushing you, I came here to get another drink. Glad you could make it though." Sukuna says to you as he grabs another drink and walks away back to the living room. What was that? You stood there in shock, your face in a bright pink color. You quickly got your drink and went back into the living room where everyone else was sitting and laughing together. "I have a proposal!!!! Why don't we all play 7 minutes in heaven? It'll be fun!! We can all get to know each other a bit more."

Gojo says as he looks as you, winking. You already know what he's doing. You kick his leg in annoyance and look away.

"That doesn't sound too bad, I'm in."

Shoko says as Geto and Nanami nod their head in agreement. Sukuna looks up at everyone looking at him for an answer.

"Huh? Ugh, fine whatever."

Sukuna said rolling his eyes. He wouldn't be able to say no anyways, there's no way out of this. Gojo grins in happiness as he grabs the empty bottle next to him, placing it in the middle.

"Great! Let's get started!"

You sit down close to Shoko, since she's one of the people you feel most comfortable with. Infront of you is Sukuna, looking at you. You glance up for a second making direct eye contact with him, then quickly looking away. You couldn't believe you would be playing 7 minutes in heaven with Sukuna out of all people. You stare at Gojo's hand as he spun the bottle. Everyone was looking closely as to who it would land on. Your heart dropped when it stopped right in front of you and Sukuna. Your face turned into a deep red color as you looked at Shoko in panic. Shoko gasped and looked at you.

"Well, well, well!!!! Y/n and Sukuna!!!"

Gojo said loudly while laughing. Geto and Nanami were in shock, but stayed quiet as Gojo took the lead.

"Follow me, you two~"

Gojo said as he got up walking upstairs to where the closet was. You looked at Sukuna as he looked at you, but then he quickly got up and followed Gojo.

"Well?"

Sukuna said waiting for you to follow. You got up and ran behind him. You look back at Shoko and the rest in embarrassment as Shoko gave you a big thumbs up mouthing 'You got this!' You arrive upstairs with Gojo and Sukuna. Gojo turns around to face you both with that fuck ass grin on his face.

"I'll leave you two to it now. Have fun! I'll be setting the timer now!" "

Gojo said as he opened the closet door. You and Sukuna walked inside and saw as Gojo closed the door. The light from the outside slowly goes dark. You can feel Sukuna arms next to yours. You just stand there in shock that you're actually alone in a dark small closet with the man you've liked for god knows how long.

"He can be super annoying. I can't believe he even thought of an idea like this.."

Sukuna said as he looked over to you.

"Haha.. y-yeah.. sorry you had to do this. I know you probably don't want to be in here with me out of all people.."

Sukuna moved closer to you, your bodies now touching. You felt your face heat up a bit looking over your left shoulder. It was too dark to see any of your faces, but you felt embarrassed as if Sukuna could see how red you've become.

"What makes you say that, loser?"

His quiet, low tone voice was one of your weaknesses. Every time you heard his voice it would always make you weak to your legs. He always sounded so seductive knowing he wasn't even trying to be... but in this situation, was he?

"O-Oh! It's just this whole thing is really stupid. Gojo can be such an idiot sometimes with his ideas and-"

You were cut off as you felt a hand wrap around your waist. Your heart was beating so fast you couldn't think straight. Was Sukuna's hand really around you right now or was it your mind playing tricks on you?

"Hmm, I agree. He's such a nuisance... "

You can hear Sukuna's voice getting deeper as he comes closer to your ear. Your heart felt as if it was going to pop out of your chest. You felt your underwear starting to soak. "Mm.. S-Sukuna?.. What are you doing?" You felt Sukuna's other hand grab the other side of your waist, pulling you closer to him. You could feel his breath on your skin. It sent shivers down your spine. "We are alone in here together. Why don't we make the most out of it? Hm? If not that's fine, you can just push me away and we could wait until the 7 minutes are over with.." You turn your head toward Sukuna and kiss his lips. You never thought this day would come. You being alone in a closet felt unreal, but now you're kissing him?! Sukuna smirks under the kiss as he kisses you back. You wrap your arms around his neck pulling him even closer to you. You feel his tongue asking for entrance as you allow him. You moan slightly under the kiss feeling the heat between your legs become more intense. Sukuna traces his hand along the sides of your body moving down slowly towards your thighs. He presses his leg in between your thighs as you moan from the touch between your legs. "You like that? You want more, loser?' Sukuna said in a seductive manner. You whimpered letting him know you want more. no, you need more. Sukuna's hand slowly slipped down your pants, slowly rubbing his fingers along the wet fabric. "You're so wet.. Have you been wet this whole time? Tell me." Sukuna said as he started to kiss your jawline rubbing his fingers with more pressure. You moaned softly from his words, grabbing his soft pink hair pulling him closer to you. "M-Mhm... You're all I think about- Ngh.. M-More.. P-Please.. Kuna.." Sukuna smirked under your skin. He took his hands out of your pants and pulled them down completely, revealing you in only your underwear. You bit your lip trying to suppress a whine. He placed both of your bodies on the floor of the closet to have a better position. He was now on top of your small body looking down on you. "I wish I can fuck the living brains out of you, but our time is limited. Do you want me to use my fingers? Would a slut like you like that? "M-Mhm.. Y-Yes please.. I need you in anyways possible.. please.."

You pant softly trailing your hand on his chest. He chuckles a bit to your response. He brings his left hand up to your face, kissing you as his right hand was slowly tracing down back to your wet mess. You moaned in the kiss as you felt him push your underwear to the side, circling your clit with such pressure, yet so slowly. You wanted him inside you already. "Mm.. K-Kuna.. Please.. Ngh.." "Shh, you're so impatient. A slut like you can wait.." Sukuna slid his middle finger to your entrance. Slowly inserting the first finger. You started to whimper as you felt his long digit enter you. Sukuna groaned at the feeling of your walls embrace his finger. "Fuck.. you're so wet for me.." Sukuna started to pump his finger in and out of you, hitting every spot. You were moaning and your head was spinning in circles. You felt so good. Your body was melting. You then felt a set of hands cover your mouth. "Shut up, won't ya? You don't want the others hearing you, do you? Pfft, knowing you, you probably do, you pervert." "Mm...Mmm!!!..." You whimpered and moaned under his hand covering your mouth, trying your best to hold back as much noise as you can. As you felt him go quicker, you felt another finger entering you. You rolled your eyes back in the process. The pleasure was too much to handle. Sukuna smirked to himself. He started to pump in and out of you faster, going deeper and deeper. "You want to cum? Hm? Cum for me, baby. Cum all over my fingers.."

Sukuna said as he uncovered your mouth pulling you into a kiss as he continued to pump his fingers. You moaned into the kiss, digging your hands into his shoulders trying to suppress the noises escaping your mouth from becoming louder than they already were. You panted as you felt your high. You wanted to cum so, so badly. "Hah- Hah- Kuna!.. I-I'm gonna- F-Fuck!" "Do it." As soon as he said those words, you came all over his fingers. He continued to pump quickly as you came everywhere. Your body was twitching from the continued pressure of his fingers still inside you. He slowed down after a few seconds, panting with you. He slid his fingers out as you continued to breathe heavily. "Our time is almost up, loser..." He said as he licked his fingers clean of your liquids. You looked at him with a pink face. First, you kiss him, then he fucks you with his fingers and now he knows how you taste? "S-Sukuna! You didn't have to do that-" Your words were cut off from a sudden kiss he planted on your lips. Sukuna pulls away smirking at you. "You taste fucking amazing. I'll definitely taste more of you next time.." You both get up and clean yourselves before Gojo opens the door. Gojo slams the door grinning from ear to ear. He opens the door in shock. You both seem fine? It seems like nothing happened.. "Hey guys! How was it- Huh? Did you guys just... sit there?" Gojo looked disappointed, but he then looked closely at your neck. A red mark. You quickly realize what he's looking at and cover your neck. Gojo giggles to himself and walks away towards the others in the living room. "Oh?~ Hehe.. Never mind then, let's go back to the living room with the others.." As Gojo is walking away Sukuna follows behind him before turning around mouthing something to you. 'My place after this.' Your face turns red as you see Sukuna and Gojo disappear to the living room. This is going to be a looooong night.. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I hope you enjoyed! Leave any kinds of requests in my inbox and I'll try and get to you <3 Thank you for reading !!

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[forest-hashira]

this absolutely would not leave me alone, in reference to this post. @fushigurro thank u for supporting/enabling me. divider by cafekitsune. this is omegaverse, mentions of heat cycles/sex but nothing explicit. minors dni.

it had been a few days since your synced heat with satoru had ended, and though it hadn't actually lasted longer than normal, it had felt like it, neither of you able to get the kind of relief you really needed. you'd given yourselves a day to sober up and recover, and then you'd had a much dreaded conversation.

you'd been everything to each other since you'd gotten together straight out of school. in all that time, you'd never needed anyone else for anything, even able to get each other through your heats with a little help from some toys. but this had been a brutal wake up call, a reminder that there were some things you'd never be able to do for each other, no matter how hard you tried.

it was unsettling to realize, though, and the following realization that you would have to find someone else to trust in your most vulnerable moments was downright scary. a new partner couldn't be just anyone, especially not if they were going to help both of you when you needed it. in fact, there was only one person either of you could imagine trusting with that.

and so you set up a coffee date.

"you feelin' okay, baby?" satoru's gentle voice pulled you from your mental spiral, and you offered him a weak smile.

"what makes you ask?" you set your drink down on the table, unable to stomach anything because of your anxiety.

"your leg has been bouncing nonstop since we sat down." he peered at you over the tops of his sunglasses, leaning in to rest his forehead against your temple. "it's all gonna be fine, you know that, right?"

"unless he hates us for asking this of him and decides he never wants to speak to us again." you weren't expecting the laugh your words drew from him, and you pinched his side harshly. "don't laugh at me! it's not impossible..."

you could practically feel him roll his eyes at you. "he's not gonna hate us," he soothes, the faintest hint of a purr rumbling beneath his words, easing some of the tension in your shoulders. "i doubt he'll say no, either. he's had a thing for you for years."

"he has not!" you turned and looked up at him, wide-eyed.

satoru cocked his head slightly, seeming genuinely surprised. "he has too! he told me once when we were drunk, before we all graduated and you and i got together. you didn't know?"

"of course i didn't know! he never said anything to me. i knew he was in love with you, though."

it was satoru's turn to look shocked. "you're lying to me."

"i am not! we all saw the way he looked at you. it was obvious."

your boyfriend seemed to pale at your words, as impossible as it was. "for how long?"

"from the very first day i met you guys. he still looks at you like that, y'know."

"who looks at satoru like what?"

suguru's voice startled both of you, and you looked up at him with burning faces. the alpha's brows pinched with concern as he sat across the table from the two of you. satoru pushed a black coffee towards him, but it went untouched as he spoke again.

"are you guys okay? you said you needed to ask me something important. is something wrong?"

you and satoru exchange a look, your omega offering you an encouraging nod.

"sort of," you sighed after a moment. "we, uh. well. our heats synced last week, and it sucked. like it was really bad."

suguru nodded, worry still painted across his features. "even with each other and..." he trailed off, glancing around as if remembering you were in a public place, and that it was probably not a great idea to talk openly about sex toys.

"yeah, even with that," you confirmed. "it was really, really miserable, and we really don't want to be caught off guard if our cycles ever sync like that again. which is why we asked you here."

now he really looked confused. "i don't think i understand."

"we need an alpha," satoru replied, his blunt nature a true blessing in that moment. "and you're the only one we trust to help us – to take care of us."

there was a beat of silence, then another. your heart began to pound, and you felt a bit sick all of a sudden. because this was it, wasn't it? your best friend outside of your partner was about to tell you both that you were disgusting simply for asking, and that he never wanted to hear from you ever again. he was—

"oh, uh... really?" there was no mistaking the flustered look on your friend's face, and that surprised you; he was usually so confident. "yeah, of course. i'm honored you trust me like that. anything you need, just let me know. i'll be there for you."

the relief that washed over you was so intense it nearly made you dizzy, and you were certain you would've collapsed if you weren't already sitting down. "you don't wanna take some time to think about it?"

he shook his head. "don't need to. if it means helping you guys, the answer's always going to be yes."

"whipped for us already, huh?" satoru teased, attempting to maintain his composure despite his face being the prettiest shade of pink.

the smile that tugged at suguru's lips was affectionate, his gaze warm as he took in the two of you across from him. "yeah," he agreed softly. "something like that."

#trying to get out of the habit of apologizing for posting things that are “outside” what i usually post so. i'm not sorry! #(is shaking & gripping the sink) #fallon's fics #cw omegaverse #tw omegaverse #satosugu #satosugu x reader #gojo x reader #geto x reader #nobody look at me rn idk where this came from

[httpshujii]

❝ WANTED FOR A FATAL ATTRACTION . . . ❞

CHAPTER Ⅰ :- ATTENTION

C.W. f!reader is an attention seeking thief, mentions of killing & execution, implications of s*x (not detailed/sugar coated), reader labelled as freak. Please let me know if I missed anything!

TAGS :- @lu-naes @coconut36 @briarbabyxo @number1morihater @kaiser1ns (comment or dm if you'd like to be tagged!)

You don't know what you did to get such a large bounty on your head. You never killed, never found pleasure in the thought of it. Sure, you stole from the richest and you didn't bother hiding your acts.

It's amusing, how your delicate fingers can just snatch all sorts of things out of pockets. You'd find it humorous when they did catch you, when you made sure they knew that you stole something valuable.

The way their faces would contort into shock and morph into pure anger. It's an interesting reaction, you don't know why it satisfies you so much to be seen as a criminal, a known thief.

Is it the thrill it brings when doing something so fragile? Is it to prove something? You questioned your motives on more than one occasion. But it all goes down to one reason.

Boothill. An infamous outlaw, mostly works for brokers. You could never be like him, of course, you don't know how to handle arms nor do you know how he manages to eliminate people like some useless digits in an equation. But to be known by as many people as him is a need. A great wish that only the brightest star can grant, and that star sure does love to stay hidden.

You just want to be known. To be seen and to have your face stamped on the alley walls of Penacony, the word 'wanted' stated right above your head in heavy red ink. It's an indescribable urge.

You blame the lack of attention you got in your younger years. No matter how many times it's repeated, people are greedy and love to talk about themselves. You're no different. If anything, you're worse. This idea of belonging to yourself and loving yourself so much to the point where you want everyone to know every small thing about you, is a major derivative to becoming popular. Whether in a good or bad way.

You realized this power at a young age. Getting accused of cheating when you really didn't, but instead of having your belly bubble with rage at such an accusation, you felt seen. For the first time. Kids are straightforward, if you look, talk, or act weirdly, they'll label you as a "freak."

You didn't have friends, nor did you want any. Their a hindrance, nothing but pawns in a game you didn't know you were playing. You don't know why you used to think that, maybe it was cause you felt invisible. You didn't like it, but it was peaceful.

You remember smiling when the girl who accused you hissed you name towards the teacher, and then you grinned when all eyes turned to you. With that reaction, people agreed on your crime, and into punishment you went.

Cleaning the classroom for a week and retaking a harder version of the test. You took your time, enjoyed cleaning, enjoyed thinking. After all, you had no parents to go home to, no friend to visit. You lived relying on your pickpocketing skills. Stealing a sandwich from a distracted merchant, hiding an apple in your bag when looking through a store. Water bottles, sweets, juice, gum, anything you can get your sinister hands on.

You had the right to survive, just like everyone else. Even if your way bended the laws, you still had the right. At least that's what you told yourself.

As you grew up, you got smarter, more daring. Unclasping pearl necklaces from necks of rich women while complimenting them, flirting with drunk merchants that are too drunk to realize you snatch a few wads of credit, too naïve to notice, too blind by honeyed words to care.

You'd steal like it's a nine to five. You wake up every morning in your hidden shack that was an abandoned garage, brush your teeth, ruffle your hair, apply what little perfume you have left from the perfume store that you stole from a few years ago. Cool, peachy, and flowery. The scent would turn heads, only to be met with a sinister grin and a wallet out of their pockets and in your very trusty hands.

You'd buy yourself a meal, keep it packed till you get back to your humble abode.

"I'm home…"

You have no one to go back to. But these words always feel brand new when they roll out of your throat, saddened, somber. You know you'll never come home to see anyone, you'd probably be dead or on the run by the time. Every day, every night, it's the same routine.

You grew to like it, enjoy the loop of similar activities. Up until now.

As if a shock, he came in and rearranged the pattern. Forced himself into your idea of a perfect lifestyle. You're not mad, there's a reason you have his wanted poster plastered right next to your mattress on the wall of your home. You're excited to this sudden change. Giggling, you shove the drunkard you were trying to bribe away, causing him to stumble and knock himself out on the hard floor of the saloon.

You know he's here for you, it's clear with that killer smile on his lips. His hands hanging loosely on his gun holster, you pull your bottom lip into the light grip of your teeth, your smile so wide your lip slips from the caress of your wet tongue against the slightly chapped surface.

There he stands, in all his glory. The one and only Boothill. Mechanical body glinting under the yellow bulbs, complex machinery whispering a repetitive whir of pumps pumping and gears turning. Teeth akin to a shark's pointy and pearly. Pupils that rotate, gun's targets eyeing you up and down.

Under his calculated gaze, you feel seen, heard, and understood all within the span of a few seconds. Everyone around you seems non existent, they cower in the dark corners of the saloon as the predator approaches you in clicking heels on a wooden floor.

He thinks you look like a little girl. With your legs kicking the air softly, your hands resting beneath your thighs as you gaze up at him with nothing but wonder and curiosity. He doesn't know if he likes it, he's used to siren lulls of scandalous dances, spending a few hours to relish in the plush of steamy nights with what people would call models, but to him, nothing but discarded digits of pleasure. He doesn't even know why he participates in such acts. He's not a human anymore, can't feel a warm body against his, it itches him. Not being able to touch and feel and caress. It makes him go crazy, often shooting bullets at aging walls when he thinks about it too much.

He likes you. How different you are to him, how new you are to him. He feels like it's okay to slow down just this once. He takes a seat next to you. Resting his elbow on the wooden bar, his fist cushioning his cheek as his eyes stay locked on you. You imitate him. Staring at him just as intently. With just as much wonder.

"Can I buy you a drink, sugar?"

MASTERLIST ⋮ CHAPTER Ⅱ . . .

#ᯓ ⁍ˎˊ˗˗˗˗˗ 𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 #❝ WANTED FOR A FATAL ATTRACTION . . . ❞ #✶≼[HONKAI: STAR RAIL] #ஜ˳༄꠶ BOOTHILL #ఌ︎. [BOOTHILL] #boothill #boothill hsr #hsr boothill #honkai star rail #honkai boothill #honkai star rail boothill #hsr x reader #hsr x you #hsr x y/n #hsr x female reader #honkai x reader #honkai x you #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail x female reader #boothill x reader #boothill x you #boothill x y/n #boothill x female reader #boothill fluff #boothill angst #boothill fanfic

[respectthepetty]

Pride Petty Watch (The Untamed) 1/?

I let the crowd pick which two blacklisted shows I would watch from my Petty List, so I flew through the first one knowing I had this 50-episode beast waiting for me. People have warned me that the first two episodes wouldn't make sense, there are a ton of characters to keep track of, I need to watch it at normal speed, and I need to keep the sound on. Therefore, I was already mad before I hit play, yet somehow I started the first episode, blacked out, and emerged five episodes later.

Which means I like it so far, and here's some quick reasons why:

Before I start, these two better be an item because they are my favorite BTS song aka "🔥" and since I haven't seen them in the present yet, I'm fearing something happened to them in that great battle in the past, and if so, I'M GOING TO BE BE LIVID! I've had them for three whole minutes, and they are everything to me, so I feel this story is going to fuck me over.

Everyone is chasing after this golden black snitch, yet nobody is catching it, so although there is a lot of death happening, I'm laughing.

If you squint, My Stand-In and The Untamed are the same. Boys who fell off a cliff come back in another body only to live the same life with the same people and make the same bad decisions. Cool cool cool.

This current lecturer is stating nobody could find the body but he fell into fire/lava, so what body were they thinking they would find?! Also, don't think I didn't catch homeboy getting in trouble in the past for asking in class what happens when a spirit demands revenge and the instructor got upset because look where we are now! Possession of a body for the sake of revenge. Should've entertained the question, professor, because sixteen years later, it will come back to haunt you, literally.

And homeboy applied his own theory of making the possessed bodies work for him to fight the other body. He is a smart cookie, and that's why the original Moo Moo person gave his body up to him.

@dribs-and-drabbles, if this is why you told me I needed the sound on, I'm confident I'm not going to remember this melody. And how is he playing a leaf right now?

I can't take this seriously. This feels like an 80s music video, and he is about to hit me with the hottest synthesizer intro.

And the sword has the golden black snitch in it. *Pikachu face*

I can't play an instrument but for a DIY flute made out of bamboo on the spot, I thought his playing was excellent. For people being saved from being squashed, they are some haters, and I would have stopped playing just so they could suffer.

I picked up that sister is dead in the future, but her kid is a brat, and I would've been mean to him too.

And did the brother really kill him in that battle on the hill because when the entire crowd was like "you killed him, right?", he was looking like . . .

So this is the brat's daddy? It would make sense that a man who shut down an entire hotel for his party would have a son who sets 400 traps so nobody else can catch anything. The privilege is genetic.

I like him AND I respect him. He has priorities and they are to drink and party because even when he came back in that other body, he snatched the liquor. As the opening showed, he's here for a good time, not a long time.

I don't like Fuddy Duddy. He can remember 3,500 rules (this place is where fun goes to die), but couldn't remember to tell my party bro that his sister and brother were inside? Everybody just left homeboy without a note saying where they are, and Fuddy Duddy had the information, yet was too busy lecturing about rules. AND committed the ultimate party foul and wasted the liquor. Make that the 3,501th rule! He's lucky he can lay the synthesizer so well.

This is where the big battle is/was (Nightvale, Nightshade, NightWhatever), and I hope this man died in it because he is doing TOO MUCH! "I don't fear death; I fear boredom" YOU'RE boring! Shut up and go collect the pieces of that dumb rock, Thanos Jr., so we can get this battle going.

HE BROUGHT A BIRD INTO CLASS! This is the everyday American high school class.

Why is everyone in the Fire Nation so pissed? Is it because it's hot there? All of y'all are doing too much except for that sister and her brother. I know that brother was the zombie guy from the statue fight, so that means the main homeboy was talking to Fire Nation sister at the graves. That was her family's grave, and she must be a good person, who is probably dead now too.

So they can all play magical instruments? They're like Josie and the Pussycats, playing gigs between fighting crime.

The brat's dad is gold, the Cloud Recesses (what is this name about because they should be a lot more fun with a name like that?) are white and blue, and the Fire Nation is red, so it's odd that homeboy had the dark blue robes with red underneath before coming to school, and keeps getting really friendly with the fire people. Plus the cloud people's power is blue, but his comes out in bursts of red. Is his daddy really Fire Nation? Get Maury on the line.

So his bird buddy gave him porn, which he gave to Fuddy Duddy, who then ripped it up. No wonder why he is so good at school and remembers 3,500 rules. Got nothing but time on his hands since he isn't using his hands doing anything else by being so repressed.

Fuddy Duddy just said he doesn't touch people, yet in the very beginning he snatched homeboy's hand without hesitation, so he wouldn't fall to his death. Then, he snatched that premium liquor for him. I see you and your heart on your sleeve, my man! Just like this water demon, the feelings are sneaking up on you and snatching you up!

Should've bought her the comb, bro, because she's going to be dead after that big battle since she was sent to snoop for the Fire Nation. Even though she is trying to help her brother, I feel this will be y'alls Romeo and Juliet moment.

So the brother was always going to come back from the dead since he already was cursed(?), and my homeboy is once again proving to be a friend to all. I like you, and I will learn your name, hopefully by episode 28.

Only three marks healed in the present, so whoever is the last mark has to be one of these hoochies, and the more backstory I get, the more I think it's going to hurt when I find out who the last mark is.

Half these people have already died leading up to that big battle and the other half will die as homeboy sets out on his Kill Bill journey, so like . . .

"You and I have unfinished business"

*slams on the 'next' button*

#pride petty watch #the untamed #that was a quick five episodes #I'm not confused #but I am making my Velma from Scooby Doo face a lot #jinkies #I'm not getting attached to any of these people #because they are either already dead or going to die #but I want the first born son of the cloud people and the illegitimate son of the other folks to have a long life together #AND I KNOW THIS PLOT WILL SCREW ME OVER! #I don't like Fuddy Duddy so far #He is Killjoy and a Vibe Killer #But I think homeboy is the best #so I should probably learn his name

[mymindcreatedthis]

Loser Strips 18+

Girls: Reader, Leah Williamson, Lucy Bronze, Ella Toone, Rachel Daly, Millie Bright, Mary Earps

Word count: 5,004

Plot: It was the first week of Camp. Reader is the new trainer for the England squad. Leah and the girls invite Reader to play a game. Reader is iffy about it but gives in and decides to play with them. Little does she know that the game has a twist.

*Y/n's pov*

It's the 5th day of camp. I'm the new athletic trainer, I barely slept last night so I was really tired. I was heading back to my room when Leah approaches me.

"Hey Y/n." Leah smiles.

I smile and greet her. "Hey Leah. What's up?" I ask.

"Me and some of the girls are gonna play a game. Did you wanna play the game with us?" Leah asks.

"I don't know Leah, I'm really tired. I only got 3 hours of sleep last night, I'm really tired." I say.

"Come on please it'll be fun! No one will get hurt." She giggles and winks at me.

I look at her and weigh my options. "Fine." I point my finger at her. "But only for a little while."

Leah raises her hands in surrender. "Only for a little bit."

She smirks. "Can we play the game in your room?"

I sigh and nod. "Yeah sure." I unlock the door and open it. I look behind Leah and see the girls. Leah, Mary, Millie, Lucy, Ella and Rachel walk in.

I follow them in, I close the door behind me and lock it.  Millie and Rachel are giggling. Fuck they definitely gave some sort of plan in mind.

"Where should we play?" Leah asks.

"We can plan on the floor or on the beds. But I recommend the floor since we would have more room to play the game." I say.

We sit down, Millie and Rachel are whispering to each other and giggling.

"So should we play this game Y/n? Girls you all want to play right?" Leah asks.

"Oh yeah." They all say in sync. I get a bit nervous and chuckle. "Um what game did you guys have In mind?" I ask.

"You know the game loser strips?" Lucy asks eyeing me a bit and biting her lip.

"N-No what is it?" I ask stuttering a bit.

"Well obviously we all play the game, and whoever loses has to take off a piece of clothing." Leah says explaining the rules.

Leah smirks as the other giggle, Leah plays with her hair. "Come on Y/n little be fun. You won't regret it." Leah says.

"Girls I don't think this game would be appropriate I can get into trouble for this." I say.

Lucy and Ella were already staring at my crotch and undressing me with their eyes. I blush darkly and adjust my shorts as my bulge becomes visible and the girls notice it.

"No one will know Y/n. We certainly won't tell anyone." Leah says walking towards me.

"Yeah Y/n I think it's a great game." Lucy says winking at me. I bite my lip as Leah walks towards me.

"I D-Don't girls." I say.

"Y/n it'll be fine." Millie says.

"Mary how should we start?" Ella asks getting straight to the point.

Mary smirks and looks at me. "Last one to touch Y/n's dick loses their top."

"W-What ladies this isn't appropriate. We can seriously get into trouble for this." I say becoming a stuttering mess.

Leah smirks and reaches down and places her hand in my dick over my shorts. She bites her lip. "Mmm you sure are packing Y/n."

I blush darkly as she does this. Lucy giggles and does the same thing getting a feel in. "Mm fuck love your huge." Lucy says.

Rachel pushes Millie out of the way and grabs my dick. "Mmm if you fuck any of us love I want that dick first."

I blush and nod. "S-Sure n-no promises." I say.

Rachel giggles and kisses my cheek. Ella is the next one to touch my dick over my shorts. "Mmm you're bigger than my boyfriend." Ella says.

I blush darkly and panic as Ella says this. "Girls, we should stop." I say.

Leah looks at me. "Stop Y/n it's fine trust me."

Lucy smiles and looks over at Millie. "Millie it looks like you lost, lose that top girl."

Rachel giggles and helps Millie slip off her shirt and tosses her shirt to the side. Rachel smirks as she sees me watching and gives Millie's boobs a slight squeeze.

Millie moans, I bite my lip and watch Rachel do this. Rachel smirks and winks at med I get hard as I look at the site in front of me. The girls giggle as I get hard at the sight of Millie in her sports bra and from staring at her toned abs and upper body.

"Shit babe, you really enjoyed that huh?" Mary asks teasing me.

"S-Shut up." I stutter.

Mary giggles. "Anyways shall we carry on?" She asks.

"We shall." Leah replies and looks at me. "Your pretty hard Y/n maybe you should pick the next task."

"N-No I'm okay." I say.

"Come on Y/n don't be a pussy." Leah says.

I look over at Leah and smirk. "Fine, last one to touch Leah's ass loses their shorts." I say.

Leah blushes. I smirk and look at her. "Go on love, get on the bed and get on all fours."

Leah does as I say, she gets on the bed and gets on all fours. I smirk and squeeze her ass a slight squeeze. Leah moans quietly as I do this.

"'Mm your ass is so fit and tight." I say.

Leah moans. "Thanks love, you also got an ass."

The other girls touch Leah's ass. Mary is the last one to touch Leah's ass, I smirk and look at Mary. "Lose them shorts baby."

Mary blushes and takes off her shorts and tosses them to the side. I bite my lip as I check out the view of Mary in her panties in front of me.

"Shit baby your ass looks fat as fuck." I say.

Mary giggles and turns her ass to me and shakes it a bit. "Mmm maybe you should rub your dick between my folds some." Leah says.

"Mmm I bet you would love my dick rubbing your folds." I say and spank her ass.

I smirk as my boner rubs against her ass. Leah moans and jumps a bit as I spank her ass. "Y/n it feels so big back there. No wonder why the girls want your dick."

"It tempting but what if your folds are soaking wet and I accidentally slip inside you." I say.

"Mmm maybe we should continue the game for now." Leah says.

"If you say so." I look at Lucy. "Your turn to pick the next task."

Lucy thinks. "Hmm." She smirks. "Last one to lick my pussy loses their shorts."

"Doesn't that sound fun Y/n? Why don't you prepare her pussy for us. Say go Lucy." Ella says.

I blush darkly. "You guys just want my dick out." I mutter.

Lucy takes off her shorts and panties and lays on the bed. She smirks and spreads her legs. "Go."

I'm the first one to lick her folds, Lucy moans as we take turns licking her folds. Leah is the last one to lick Lucy's folds.

Leah takes off her shorts and tosses them to the side. "Come on Y/n that's not true. I mean hehe we do want your dick out, but you still got all your clothes on." Millie says.

"Hmmm maybe some of us do want to see your dick." Leah says.

I smirk and wink at her. She blushes and giggles. "Lucy put your panties back on." Ella says.

"Last one to squeeze Millie's boobs loses their shirt." Leah says.

Lucy finishes putting her panties and shorts back on. She smirks and holds me back on purpose so I lose. "Hey let me go or I'll finger you. This is cheating! No fair."

"Haha Y/n you lost." Ella giggles. "You couldn't even finger Lucy if you tried."

Ella giggle and tickles me as Lucy is the next one to squeeze Millie's boobs. I smirk, I lower my hand and rub Lucy's folds over her panties catching Lucy off guard.

I smirk and look over at Mary. "Help me with my shorts love." Mary nods, she gets on her knees. She grabs the waist band of my shorts and slides my shorts off, I smirk and toss them to the side.

Mary bites her lip as my bulge is in her face. She blushes darkly and licks her lips as she stares at my bulge. "Boxers too baby." I say.

Mary blushes and slides my boxers down my legs and tosses them to the side. My dick springs up and slaps Mary in the cheek.

"Shit I'm so sorry baby. Are you okay?" I ask.

Ella starts dying of laughter. "Haha Mary just got slapped in the face by a dick."

We all giggle at her comment. Mary giggles and nods. "I'm okay baby."

I nod and smirk as I think about the next task. "Last one to take my dick in their mouth loses their shorts." I say.

Mary is the first one to take my dick in her mouth. I moan and run my fingers through her hair as she bobs her head a bit.

Lucy is the next one to take my dick in her mouth. I moan, Lucy hums against my dick and bobs her head a bit. Next up is Ella, I smirk and hold her head down on my dick making her deep throat me, as she bobs her head a bit. She coughs and gags a bit. Next up is Rachel.

Fuck not gonna lie, I've always wanted Rachel to give me head. I moan as Rachel takes my dick in her mouth. "Mmm fuck." I moan.

Rachel makes it more spicy. She grabs my ass and squeezes it a bit, she takes my dick down her throat and proceeds to give me head for 2 minutes. Rachel takes my dick out of her mouth, she giggles and kisses my dick and then kisses my V line.

Millie goes next and then Leah. Leah is the last one to take my dick in her mouth. "Mmm looks like you lost babe." I smirk. I decided to tease the girls and have Leah give me a blowjob.

"Open your mouth loser." I say.

Leah opens her mouth, I smirk and put my dick back in her mouth. I grab Leah's head and help her bob her head.

"Mmm that's it suck daddy's dick like the loser you are." I say. I moan in pleasure as Leah hums against my dick and bobs her head a bit faster.

I moan as the tip of my dick hits the back of her throat. I moan as she bobs her head a bit faster and plays with my balls. I moan and hold her hair up as she continues to give me head.

The girls moan and but their lips and touch themselves as they watch Leah suck my dick. "Mmm good girl, ahh you know how to suck dick." I moan in pleasure.

Leah hums against my dick and bobs her head even faster. Rachel grabs Leah's head and shoves it down further in my dick making Leah take my length down her throat.

"Cum down her thirst baby." Ella moans as she fingers herself. Millie holds me from behind and massages my boobs. I moan in pleasure as she does this, Millie smirks and giggles.

"Go on baby, disgrace her in front of us. Fill her mouth with your load and make her swallow it." Millie says seductively.

"Mmm fuck, I'm close." I moan in pleasure.

The girls start making comments like. "Make that slut swallow." And "Force it down her throat." Or "Make her swallow."

I moan loudly in pleasure as I feel myself getting closer to cumming. I moan as I feel that all to familiar feeling in my balls.

Throat pie:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load in her mouth. Leah chokes and gags as I cum in her mouth she down her throat.

"Swallow my load. Swallow it like the loser slut you are." I moan.

All this dirty talk was making Leah even more wet and turned on along with the rest of the girls. Rachel was jealous, I smirk and kiss her say notice this. Rachel smiles against my lips and kisses back.

"You were all talk earlier, why don't you come here and finger me." Lucy says.

I smirk and walk over to Lucy, I smirk and kiss her. I slip my hand in her panties and swipe my finger up her folds collecting her juices on my finger.

Lucy moans in the kiss as I do this, I break the kiss and slip In a finger and slowly finger her. Lucy moans as I slowly finger her.

"You like that slut?" I ask as I finger her. Lucy moans and nods, I smirk. "Words baby, I need words or I'll edge you."

Lucy quickly panics. "Yeah daddy, I love it. Feels so good." Lucy moans and cutely grinds against my fingers desperate to cum.

"Good, mmm your soaking wet love." I smirk and finger her faster.

Lucy moans loudly in pleasure. "Please daddy." Lucy moans.

I smirk. "Please what baby?" I ask her.

"Please let me cum." Lucy begs. "I've been a good girl." Lucy moans.

I smirk and grant her request. I finger get faster and faster, I slip another finger in her and rub her clit with my thumb. "Mmm fuck I'm gonna cum." Lucy moans.

After a couple more minutes Lucy moans in pleasure and cums all over my fingers and hand. Lucy moans and shudders as I help her ride out her high.

Once she comes down from her high I slowly pull my fingers out of her, I turn to Ella.

"Open your mouth slut." I say, Ella quickly opens her mouth. "Mmm good girls suck and lick Lucy's juices off my fingers."

Ella moans as she licks and sucks Lucy's juices off my fingers. I smirk and watch as Ella does this. The girls moan and touch themselves as they watch Ella suck and lick Lucy's juices off my fingers.

"Leah your turn to pick the next task." I say.

"Last person to make out with me loses a piece of clothing." Leah says.

I smirk and lean in and make out with her. Leah immediately starts kissing back. Lucy is the 2nd, Millie is the 3rd, Mary is the 4th, Rachel is the 5th and Ella is the last one to make out with her.

Ella takes off her shirt. "Ella your turn to pick the next task." Leah says.

"Last one to kiss my tits loses a piece of clothing." Ella says.

I giggle and hold Lucy back as pay back, the girls one by one take turns kissing Ella's tits. "Y/n better let me go before I eat your ass out from behind." Lucy says.

"Hehe that would be a sexy task." I say.

Millie giggles and holds Lucy's for me as I kiss Ella's tits. Lucy cutely pouts. "You all are fucking Cheaters!" Lucy says.

Lucy takes off her shirt, I whistle at the sight. "Fucking hell baby. you look so sexy without a shirt." I say.

Lucy's smirks and teases us, she lifts the bottom of her bra showing off her under boobs. "Lucy your turn to pick the next task." I say.

Lucy nods. "Last person to kiss my abs loses a piece of clothing." Lucy says.

Lucy blushes as u push her back onto the bed. I kneel between her legs and press kisses up here abs and down to her V line. Lucy's breath hitches as I do this.

The rest of the girls take turns kissing her abs. Rachel was the last one to kiss Lucy's abs. We cheer and whistle as Rachel takes off her shorts.

"Rachel pick the next task." Lucy says.

"Last one to stroke Y/n's dick loses a piece of clothing of the 5th persons choice." Rachel says.

Millie, Ella, Lucy and Rachel still had a decent amount of clothes on. Along with Mary, Leah is the first one to stroke my dick, the girls take turns stroking my dick. Millie is the last one to stroke my dick.

I smirk, Ella was the 5th person to stroke my dick. "Millie lose those shorts babe." Ella says.

I smirk and squeeze Millie's ass as she takes her shorts off. Millie moans as I do this. "Millie your turn to pick the next task." Ella says.

Millie looks around the room as she tries to think of the next task. "Last person to rub Leah's pussy over her panties loses a piece of clothing." Millie says.

Millie smirks and makes out with Leah as she teases Leah's clit over her panties, Rachel is next. Then Mary, then Ella, then me. Lucy is the last one to rub Leah's pussy over her panties.

"Lucy lose them shorts babe." Millie says.

Lucy giggles, she blushes as she takes off her shorts and toss them to the side. "Lucy pick the next task." Millie says.

"Hmmm...." Lucy smirks. "Last person to eat Millie's ass loses a piece of clothing of Millie's choice." Lucy says.

Millie blushes, she gets on the bed and gets on all fours. Lucy slides Millie's panties down her legs and tosses them to the side. Lucy begins to eat out Millie's ass, Millie gasps and moans in pleasure as the girls take turns eating Millie's ass.

I'm the 4th one to eat Millie's ass. Leah was the 5th one and Ella was the last to eat Millie's ass. "Ella lose those shorts." Millie says.

Ella blushes darkly and takes off her shorts. "Ella your turn to pick the next task." Millie says.

Ella smirks. "Last one to grind against Y/n's face loses their panties." Ella says.

I blush darkly and lay on the bed, the girls take off their panties. Ella is the first on to sit in my face and grind against my face. Ella moans and grinds against my tongue as I eat her out. Next up is Leah, then Millie then Rachel and then Lucy.

Mary is the last one to grind against my face. "Mary you are the last one. Hehe lose your panties babe." Leah giggles as she teases our friend.

"O-Oh S-Shut up." Mary stutters and blushes darkly. I smirk and kiss her.

"Don't be shy baby, you're beautiful." I say as I pepper her neck and shoulder with kisses. Mary smiles. "Thank you baby." Mary says.

Mary blushes and slips off her panties and toss them off to the side. "Mary, your turn to pick the next task."

Mary nods and looks around the room as she tries to think of the next task. "The last one to grind their pussy against mine loses a piece of clothing." Mary says.

I smirk and get an idea. I decided to distract Rachel. I hold her form behind I slip my hand in her panties and tease her clit with my finger. Rachel pouts and moans and tires to get out of my grip.

"F-Fuck daddy, let me go ugh. This is cheating." Rachel moans.

I smirk and slip in a finger and slowly finger her. Rachel moans and bucks her hips and slowly grinds against my fingers Rachel turns into a moaning mess.

Leah moans loudly in pleasure as she grinds her pussy against Mary. "Watch baby." I say. Rachel moans and continues to grind against my finger as I slowly finger her.

"So sexy, them taking turns and rubbing their pussies against Mary's." I say. Rachel moans and continues to grind against my finger as I continue to slowly finger her.

Ella is the next one to grind her pussy against Mary's. Millie is the 3rd one Mary moans loudly in pleasure and squirts form the pleasure. "Mmm I'm gonna cum." Mary cries out of pleasure.

Millie smirks and moans as she grinds against Mary's pussy faster. Mary can't take it anymore, she cums like crazy Millie smiles as she feels Mary's juices on her abs, clit and thighs.

"Fuck that was extremely sexy." I say. The rest of the girls take turns grinding their pussies against Mary's. Rachel is the last one, I kiss Rachel's neck and help Rachel slip off her shirt.

"Your turn to pick the next task baby." I say whispering in her ear and squeeze Rachel's ass a bit.

Rachel smirks she reaches back and slowly strokes my dick as she looks back at me. "Last one to grind against Y/n's dick and makes her hard loses their bra." Rachel smirks and looks at Mary. "Or shirt.

Mary blushes, Mary pushes me back onto the bed. Mary smirks, she turns her back to me and slowly grinds against my dick. I moan and place my hands on her hips as she continues to grind against my dick. Mary giggles and stops.

Next up is Rachel. I smirk and moan as Rachel grinds against my dick. I can feel how wet she is through her panties. "Mmm fuck, you're soaking wet." I moan.

Rachel smirks and stops grinding against me. Next up Is Ella, Ella moans in pleasure from the friction as she grinds against my dick. I moan in pleasure and smirk as I feel how wet Ella is.

Next up is Leah, I moan as Leah smirks and slowly grinds against my dick. I moan and squeeze her ass. "Mmm fuck." I moan. Leah moans in pleasure as my bulge rubs against her folds over her panties.

"Mmm fuck." Leah moans.

She moans and stops, next up is Lucy. Lucy smirks, she turns her back to me, I moan as she slowly grinds her pussy against my dick. I moan and squeeze her ass a bit.

Lucy moans as I squeeze her ass. "Fucking hell baby, your ass is fat ass fuck." I moan. I moan a I feel how wet she is and she is soaking wet.

Lucy stops. I smirk and look at Millie, "You lost babe. Lose that bra."

Millie smirks and slips off her sports bra. "Mmm fuck baby, your tits look so fuckable." I moan and bite my lip as I check out her tits.

Millie smirks. "Yeah baby? You wanna fuck my tits and bust your load all over them?" Millie asks seductively.

I smirk and nod. "I most definitely do." I say.

Millie smirks. "Mmmm I'm sure you would."

"Millie your turn to pick the next task." I say.

Millie pauses for a moment and thinks about the next task and smirks. "Last one to grind against Y/n's abs loses their bra." Millie says.

I smile and take off my shirt and lay on the bed. Millie is the first one to straddle me and grinds against my abs. I bit my lip as I feel her juices soak through her panties and feel her juices in my abs.

Millie moans and massages my tits as she continues to grind against my abs. Millie moans in pleasure and stops, next up is Ella. After Ella Lucy goes, then Mary, then Rachel. Leah is the last one to grind against my abs.

"Lose that bra baby. I'll help you take it off." I say.

I sit up, kiss Leah deeply and slip her sports bra off and toss it to the side. "Leah it's your turn to pick the next task."

"Mmm the last one to finger Ella loses their panties." Leah says

Ella blushes darkly, she takes off her panties and sits on the bed. She spreads her legs giving us full access to her pussy.

I smirk and sit on the bed behind her. I help her spread  her legs with mine, I smirk and slip in two fingers and slowly pump my fingers in and out of her. Ella gasps and moans as I do this.

"Mmm fuck." Ella moans.

I smirk and continue to finger her, I finger her for another minutes and then slip my fingers out of her. Next up is Mary. Ella moans as Mary slips in two fingers and slowly fingers her. Next up is Millie, then Lucy and then Leah.

Last one is Rachel. Ella giggles, "lose them panties baby." Ella says. Rachel blushes darkly as she takes off her panties. Ella giggles and kisses Rachel.

"Don't be shy baby, you are beautiful." Ella says.

Rachel smiles. "Thank you.

"Rachel your turn to pick the next task." Ella says.

Rachel smirks. "Last one to strap Lucy for two minutes loses their panties."

I blush darkly, Rachel looks at me. "You can slide your dick inside her." Rachel says.

Lucy blushes, she takes off her panties and lays on the bed. Rachel smirks, the girls brought their strap ons, they had this shit planned. Rachel puts her on her strap on and slowly slides her rubber dick inside Lucy.

Lucy's gasps and moans as she takes the rubber dick deep inside her. "Mmm fuck." Lucy moans. Rachel smirks and slowly thrusts in and out of Lucy. After strapping Lucy for a couple minutes Rachel pulls out of her.

Ella is the next one to Strap Lucy. Ella smirks and straps Lucy, Lucy moans in pleasure. Ella kisses Lucy's and pulls out of her. Next one to strap Lucy is Millie. Then Leah. I smirk as I go next.

I slide my dick inside Lucy, Lucy gasps and moans as she takes all 12 inches deep inside her. "Holy shit, you're really deep in there." Lucy moans.

I smirk and slowly thrust in and out of her. Some of my precum leaks inside her after thrusting in and out of Lucy for 2 minutes, I slowly pull out of her. I notice Lucy's is super tense.

"You okay love?" I ask her.

".... I n-need to cum. I was about to cum when you pulled out of me." Lucy says sexually frustrated.

I smirk and look over at Leah. "Can I help her cum?"

Leah smirks and shrugs. "Sure why not."

I smile and slide my dick back inside Lucy. Lucy moans as she takes my length back inside her. "Mmm fuck baby, you're so tight and warm." I moan.

I lean down and make out with her as I continue to thrust in and out of her. Lucy moans in the kiss as I fuck her. Lucy moans, her walls clench around me letting me know that she's close to cumming.

"Let go baby, be a good girl and cum." I moan, Lucy moans and lets go, I smirk and feel her juices on my dick and abs. I help Lucy ride out her high and slowly pull out of her.

"Y-Your turn to pick the next task Brozne." I moan and stutter trying to comprehend that I was just balls deep inside Lucy bronze.

Lucy smirks and thinks about the next task. "First Mary lose your shirt you were the last one to strap me." Lucy says.

Mary blushes darkly and takes off her shirt and tosses it to the side. "I'm gonna change things up a bit." Lucy says. "The next task. Y/n is going to fuck Ella, and cum all over Ella's Folds, thighs, and abs. The last one to lick Y/n's cum off Ella loses their bra and panties." Lucy says.

Rachel smirks. "Or just their panties." Rachel says. Ella takes off her panties and lays on the bed. I join her on the bed, I rub my tip through her folds and slowly slide my dick deep inside her. Ella moans a she takes my length deep inside her.

Ella moans and takes a moment to adjust to my size. "Tell me when to move baby." I say.

"M-Move." Ella moans.

I moan and slowly thrust in and out of her. "Fuck Y/n looks so hot with her dick inside Ella fucking her." Rachel moans, Rachel and the girls touch themselves as they watch me fuck Ella's tight pussy.

"F-Faster." Ella moans.

I moan and thrust into her a bit faster, I moan in pleasure as my balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room. Ella's tits bounce up and down under her bra as I continue fucking her.

"Fuck....Fuck.....Fuck." Ella squeaks out with each thrust.

"Mmm fuck her slut pussy." Millie moans as she fingers herself.

"I'm cumming." Ella moans.

I moan in pleasure as I feel myself getting closer to cumming. "Ahhh I'm gonna cum." I moan in pleasure.  I moan as I feel my balls tughten.

I moan and quickly pull out of Ella, I moan and stroke my dick fast.

*Cumshot*

I moan in pleasure and cum all over Ella's folds, thighs, inner thighs and in her abs. I moan and slowly stroke my dick, the last of my cum spurting onto her. I moan and come down from her high, I smirk and run my tongue through Ella's folds.

Ella moans in pleasure as I do this. "Mmm fuck." Ella moans.

Leah is the new one to lick my cum off Ella. Then Lucy, then Mary, and Rachel. Millie was the last one. "Mmm lose those panties baby." I giggle and squeeze her ass.

Millie giggles and moans as I squeeze her ass. Millie takes off her panties and tosses them to the side.

To be continued in part 2

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[universalitgirlsblog2]

💗🌺YOU DON'T LIKE YOURSELF? CREATE A NEW VERSION OF YOURSELF💗🌺

💗INTRODUCTION

The world needs to accept as you are. no ! The world does not owe you anything. People do not owe you anything. We are changing everyday , we are always trying to improve ourselves. No person is the same person as he or she was from the day that they were born. Everything will be okay when you make it okay. Your life is in your hands. Nobody is coming to save you. Not your mom , your dad , your spouse , your children etc. You want your life to change? You have to change.

🌺CREATE ANOTHER VERSION OF YOURSELF ( ALTER EGO)

Beyonce says that whenever she goes on stage she is not Beyonce , she is Sasha Fierce. David Goggins grew up in poverty, gained alot of weight but then he lost weight and ran marathons. They all say to create a new version of yourself.

Liz said that she is lazy , doesn't like attention which comes from social media and stay her in bed all day but all this will get her nowhere so she created a new version. Somebody that is confident , uses her platform , goes after her goals , gets up and goes to gym and somebody with a very hard mindset and tough skin . You need to create a tough skin especially if you are an influencer or a celebrity.

If you start acting like your alter ego , you will become like her. Ask yourself . What does the higher version of yourself look like ? How does she / he look like ? What is she / he wearing ? Who do they date ? What is their career ? How do they spend their time ? What is their hairstyle ?

💗START TAKING SMALL STEPS TOWARDS GREATNESS

Before doing anything , ask yourself , will my highest version do this? If you are eating sugary food, ask yourself If your highest version would eat that dessert. If you don't feel like going to the gym , ask yourself If your highest version would skip gym or go to gym.

🌺WHAT'S YOUR PASSION/ BEST CAREER OPPORTUNITY?

Find your own passion . No one can tell you what your passion is , you need to find it .

God gives us passion because that's what we are supposed to do.

If you have no idea about your passion , what am I really good at ? Every single person is good at something . It might be as small as cooking, managing team or very much into social media.

💗GET HONEST WITH YOURSELF/ STOP SUGAR-COATING

You can't be always kind to yourself, sometimes you need a reality check . Also , ask yourself what your best version of yourself would do ? Go for walk. Listen to podcast.

🌺PRACTICE THE LAW OF ASSUMPTION AND TRUST GOD/THE UNIVERSE

Talk to God as if he is your best friend. Ask God and the universe for the things you want. Don't expect help if you don't ask for help. God puts people in our life to help us , to upgrade us.

💗LET GO OF TRYING TO CONTROL AND START TRUSTING THAT IT WILL HAPPEN.

Ask once , be specific and practice gratitude before asking. Start assuming like the world is designed for you to succeed .

🌺GET INTO THE MINDSET OF : WHAT WOULD THE HIGHEST VERSION OF MYSELF DO ?

You walk into a room , you have a meeting or a presentation. You feel nervous. Ask yourself : what would the highest version of myself do ? Shoulders back , walk into the room and start talking. Wherever you go , think that everyone is in love with you , it will make you confident.

You have to tell yourself affirmations . Look into the mirror and say " I am powerful . I am amazing. I am going to kill this day ." Ask God to help you and stand by me .

💗ACCEPT THAT RECOVERY IS NOT LINEAR AND BE GRATEFUL FOR THE BAD DAYS.

It takes accountability. Going through the progress of looking at yourself differently.

🌺FALL IN LOVE WITH THE PROGRESS , NOT THE GOAL.

Know that the bad day is a blessing. How will we appreciate good days if we have no bad days ?

If you want an expensive watch , the watch itself doesn't fulfill you , it's the process towards the watch & the anticipation. If you want to lose weight , going to gym regularly and seeing the scale going down, Feeling healthier and better. That is the process. That is happiness.

💗STOP TALKING ABOUT IT AND START ACTUALLY DOING IT

Do not tell anyone about your ambitions .Show them what you are doing .

If you tell big dreams to small minded people , they will never support you because they do not understand. They have not done it themselves

🌺DON'T TALK ABOUT IT UNTIL IT IS DONE.

The big issue with people is that they want to talk before it happened. Why are you putting evil eye on yourself?

" What people don't know they can't ruin "

Be private. You never know who is praying for your downfall.

Don't talk about things you want to accomplish before you accomplished them.

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[lynnbanks]

Part 2 of Hidden Pregnancy

“You keeping this from him is going to break his heart” and it did.

Luke showed up an hour after he got the call, not his choice but what can you do? When Jack called him to tell him what happened his heart dropped. Luke has always been protective of y/n especially when it comes to her health because it hasn't always been that great. But the new medication should be helping with all of that.

But if you ask him it is making it worse. She had been more tired than he had ever seen her, more moody than normal and not to mention it wasn't doing the job it was supposed to be if she was passing out. This has happened before but never when he was away and it scared him.

And getting to the hospital an hour after the fact did not make him feel any better. Only after parking and finding her room did he feel a little relief; and that was gone the second he opened the door and saw her face it was obvious she had been crying and Jack looked pale and nervous and none of this was helping his nerves.

“Hi baby, how are you feeling?” he says while running a hand through her hair and scanning her for anything wrong. “ I'm going to go find something to drink,” Jack said getting up to leave but before he could open the door the ultrasound tech came in asking to take y/n back to get her ultrasounds done.

Luke looked confused. “An ultrasound?” y/n really didn't know how much more of this she could take. The ultrasound tech says “Yeah it shouldn't take too long, we just want to make sure everything is ok with the baby.” Luke's heart is starting to beat at an alarming rate he turns to look at y/n but she is avoiding his gaze like the plague.

Before he can form the words to ask what the fuck she is talking about the tech is helping her into a wheelchair and pushing her down the hall. Luke is quick to follow not wanting to panic or cause a scene but he needs answers.

When they got to the room the tech left to grab something and y/n climbed on the bed still avoiding his gaze “y/n what is she talking about? What baby?” y/n finally looked in his direction “Our baby…” “W-what do- what does that mean OUR baby y/n?” y/n can't look at him anymore turning her head “ I'm pregnant Luke.”

“ Okay, are we ready to get started?” the ultrasound tech asked her hands full of the supplies and papers she left to grab “From the charts I have you haven't actually seen your OB yet?” y/n answered her voice horse “no I'm not scheduled till Friday.”

The tech smiled and said, “Well I know the circumstances aren't ideal but this is usually a big deal for first-time parents. Are you dad?” she asked Luke “Um I'm yes” he said trying not to get choked up “Congratulations. How long have we known?” y/n speaks up refusing to look at Luke.

“About 3 weeks now. I'm around 11 weeks I think.”

Luke can't believe what he is hearing 3 weeks his girlfriend has been keeping the news of a baby from him. Why would she do that? The tech continued to ask questions while she prepped the sonogram machine. The air was tense as she put gel on y/n stomach and rubbed the wand around her stomach.

Until she turned the screen toward the two of them showing a tiny blob “ok that is baby and if we move a little this way is the heartbeat.” The fast thump thump thump filled the small room causing both Luke and y/n's eyes to fill with tears. Luke reaches out for her hand and squeezes it. They don't look at each other, just holding her hand is enough.

They stayed like that until the tech finished the exam. Everything she said after was a blur, everything but “ looks like the baby is doing good and checked all the boxes.” which lifted a weight off of both of their chests. “ I will come back with discharge papers and you will be good to leave.” be for walking out leaving them alone once again.

They sit in silence for a minute before Luke speaks up “You have known for 3 weeks and didn't think to tell me?” She can tell by his voice that he is holding back just how mad and hurt he really is. “ I was scared.”

“That isn't an excuse y/n that is our baby I have a right to know.” y/n can't do any more of this “ I don't want to talk about it.” Luke looks at her tired appearance; he hates that even when he is mad at her she still gets what she wants from him. Shaking his head he sits down and waits for the discharge papers.

They make it all the way home without saying a word to each other and y/n gets in bed without saying a word while Luke cries in the bathroom for a good 15 minutes before getting in bed next to her. How could she keep something like this away from him? Did she think he wasn't a good enough partner to raise a baby with? What if they were seriously hurt today? Did she not want him to be by her side with all of these new unknowns?

He only sleeps for 2 hours before getting up for practice he decided he would let her sleep in and when he gets back they will talk about all of this he even left a note saying just that. On his way out he runs into Jack he doesn't say anything just pulls him into a hug. “How are you doing?” Luke shrugged “Why wouldn't she tell me something like that?” Jack shook his head “She told me a little bit about it after the doctor outed her but I think you guys should talk to each other about it. I will say I know that she is acting with fear, not logic.”

Luke kept that in mind when he got home and found her in the bathroom throwing up everything in her system. Getting down on the floor with her and rubbing her back “Let it out, baby. Good girl.” when she has literally nothing left to give she sits up flushed and wipes her mouth. Luke grabbed some mouthwash and handed it to her. She swished it around and spit in the toilet.

Still sitting on the floor Luke pulled her into his lap

“ I'm ready to talk about this y/n,” he says her name so she knows he means business “Okay.” it comes out as a sigh. “ I just- why didn't you tell me? That isn't like you to keep secrets.” she shook her head and pulled herself closer to him “ I'm scared I don't want you to leave me.” it sounds silly the thought of these two ever not being together.

“Why would I do that? Because you are pregnant with our baby You really think I would do that?” she wipes the tears that fall from her face “ I know it sounds dumb but I have this fear that I will have to do it alone just like my mom and my sister; I can't do it, Luke.” he tries to soothe her by rubbing her back “ y/n by not telling me you put yourself in a place where you were doing it alone anyway. And if I'm honest it kind of upsets me that you ever thought of me in the same light as those boys.” he takes a deep breath “ I love you that will never change ever and from now on we are doing this together. I don't want any fears we might have to prevent us from telling each other everything I want to be there for it all.” y/n nodes her head yes in agreement

“ We both are equally responsible for this baby. I know I can't physically carry the baby right now but I will take the weight of everything else and we will do it together.” Luke pulled her up to look at him “I couldn't be happier that you are the mother of my child you are my best friend this doesn't change that okay?” y/n shakes her head yes pulling him in for a kiss “I'm sorry Luke no more secrets I promise” She leans her forehead onto his “I love you. And just so we're clear I don't think of you like that, I was just clouded with fear. And if I'm honest I am really excited to be having a baby with you.” Luke smiled big “We are having a baby! Can you believe it?” with all of the fear out of the way there was only room for excitement and they were going to enjoy the whole journey together.

Y'all know the deal. Hope this is good I really can't tell enjoy and let me know what you think. 💋💋

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[pikahlua]

Look, it's probably still not time to go really deep into it, but I did mention there are ways this ending where Tomura dies could work for me. Honestly I didn't have much of an issue with chapter 423 itself before the internet's emotional onslaught over it, but now that I'm hearing rumors the chapter was received well in Japan and a number of western fans have decided to couch all their disappointment in racism and rage at the target readership, maybe I should give some cursory thoughts just to counteract the stupid.

The Bittersweet Ending

Here's the thing. For all the game the bird app likes to talk about how MHA is happy and kid-friendly and not dark and that's bad somehow, it's kind of funny to me how little MHA actually meets expectations in that regard. If I were to divide MHA arcs into categories based on their endings, I would probably have to put the majority of them into the "makes me cry" category. Even arcs where the hero wins with ostensibly happy endings often have absolutely gut-wrenching moments, like All Might's retirement in the Kamino arc, Tsuyu's apology in the UA Dorm Contest arc, and Nighteye's death in the Overhaul arc. I don't think it's possible for me to watch the Sports Festival arc and come out of it with anything but mixed feelings of hope and haunting. Stain may have lost his battle, but his effect on society sure seems to give him the win when it comes to the war. The Paranormal Liberation War arc has a pretty rough ending where there may still be a sliver of hope, but goodness is it a small one.

Sure, some of the teariest moments are a result of happy scenes like Eri smiling for the first time at the cultural festival, but what I'm getting at is that MHA tends to go for more hopeful endings rather than happy ones. And those hopeful endings are often stained by some other tragedy, a price to pay for the hope. Just because MHA isn't full of random death doesn't mean it doesn't contain poignant loss. This was one of its early selling points in fact. MHA's most hopeful moments have always felt so real because the story acknowledges that these things should often play out messily. We've seen the mess, and now chapter 424 has given us a glimmer of hope. The question is now where the story will take us from here.

The Anticlimax

This post has come back for me in the most unexpected way, not gonna lie.

I often hear “anticlimax/anticlimactic” used as a negative criticism, especially colloquially. This criticism assumes an anticlimax is always written unintentionally. But that’s often not the case; anticlimax is actually fucking fantastic when placed in the right hands. And Kohei Horikoshi is a goddamn anticlimax connoisseur. I say he’s a connoisseur because Horikoshi has the gall, nay, the gumption–dare I say the balls to showcase the versatility of anticlimax as a storytelling technique for more than just comedy (although he does also use it for comedy a lot). He dares to use it in action scenes, horror/thriller scenes, and even fuzzy heartfelt scenes, all to the great effect of toying with our emotions. And he successfully has us feel exactly what he wants us to every time–because that’s the point. These aren’t cheap jokes; they serve a purpose! They illustrate an actual, meaningful point about whatever scenario they are used in to make the story more realistic, to combat the fridge logic “well actually” complaints endemic to fandom. Because Horikoshi is a fan himself.

When I write "realistic," I don't mean to apply this quote here to indicate that death (especially for edgy aesthetics) is realistic. I mean to indicate that imperfection is realistic. Izuku isn't a perfect hero. Tomura isn't a perfect victim, and by victim I mean "character for the hero to save." Izuku says it himself:

A perfect victim for the hero to save would yield to the hero's attempts to turn and save them. They would see the wisdom in the hero's position and 100% change sides to agree with them. Trite.

Doing this runs the risk of erasing the victim's identity that comes before. Izuku never has a perfect answer to all of Tomura's problems with the world.

Izuku is the same as All Might. He's only human.

[...]Horikoshi has no compunctions using anticlimax in big, important, non-humorous scenes (even if the anticlimax ultimately adds humor to the scene that was otherwise unexpected). This man has no fear. He ends his famously popular take on the tried and true trope of tournament arcs with one big let-down that affects not just the audience but the in-universe characters. [...] You wanna tell me Horikoshi didn’t know exactly what he was doing here? You wanna tell me Horikoshi didn’t know about the fandom war over Katsuki’s hero name? That he didn’t purposefully fucking troll the fandom with this? That this isn’t the single greatest brick joke in the history of published media for its effect both in the canon and in the meta? Fuck you, we’re building up the tension around the most wildly popular character’s hero name reveal for 248 goddamn chapters (that’s five-and-a-half years) just to make it the cringiest fucking thing you’ve ever heard in your goddamn life. His hero name must be the closest audio rendition anyone can imagine shaped like a middle finger and fucking nothing less will suffice. Congratulations, fandom: you played yourselves! You made a war no one could win! Horikoshi could have chosen Ground Zero or Kacchan as Katsuki’s hero name and risked alienating half his fandom either way, but you didn’t realize there was a third option, which of course he took: to risk alienating the entire fucking fandom.

I'm just saying, an ending like this isn't out of character for Horikoshi. In light of this trip down memory lane and Izuku's parallel with All Might in that they acknowledge they cannot save everyone, I'm interested to see what Horikoshi does with this ending whether or not Tomura survives. What sort of hope will he offer?

The extended ending arc

The only real extended ending arc we've had in MHA that might give us a glimpse at the inner workings of Horikoshi's mind is the School Cultural Festival arc. Because of that (and the many other things I've mentioned before this post), I will say there is cause to believe we will have a hopeful ending. Again, I don't know what that looks like. A lot of people seem to have a specific thing they need to have happen to save the story for them, and I cannot speak to those.

Except for Deku vs Kacchan 3, which is what I need to have happen lol. And god does it seem really fucking possible now.

#my hero academia manga spoilers #epilogue arc spoilers #meta #just some incomplete thoughts really

[cbrownjc]

Hi!! I’m wondering if you know where in the book(s) do Louistat reunited and if there are books/chapters of books that focus on their interactions and dynamics after they reunited? Thank you!!

Hi,

So, Louis and Lestat officially reunite in the books towards the end of the second book in the series The Vampire Lestat -- in October of 1985, in San Fransisco. The night before Lestat's first (and only) rock concert.

Now, there is a reunion scene between them in Interview with the Vampire but subsequent books in the series, particularly Tale of the Body Thief, have Lestat flat-out saying the reunion scene in that book never happened. So . . . 🤷🏾‍♀️

Anyway, their reunion in the book The Vampire Lestat is actually quite lovely IMO:

I felt the lump come up in my throat. I was trembling. I tried to remember what was important, even in this moment, that I must scan the night for others, must be careful. Danger. But none of that mattered now. I knew. I shut my eyes for a second. It did not help anything, make anything easier. [ . . . ] And I forgot all the stiff surly things I had planned to say and I just took him in my arms. We embraced the way we never had in the past. We held each other the way Gabrielle and I used to do. And then I ran my hands over his hair and his face, just letting myself really see him, as if he belonged to me. And he did the same. Seems we were talking and not talking. True silent voices that didn't have any words. Nodding a little. And I could feel him brimming with affection and a feverish satisfaction that seemed almost as strong as my own. But he was quiet suddenly, and his face became a little drawn. "I thought you were dead and gone, you know," he said. It was barely audible. "How did you find me here?" I asked. "You wanted me to," he answered. Flash of innocent confusion. He gave a slow shrug of the shoulders. Everything he did was magnetizing me just the way it had over a century ago. Fingers so long and delicate, yet hands so strong. "You let me see you and you let me follow you," he said. "You drove up and down Divisadero Street looking for me." "And you were still there?" "The safest place in the world for me," he said. "I never left it. They came looking for me and they didn't find me and then they went away. And now I move among them whenever I want and they don't know me. They never knew what I looked like, really." "And they'd try to destroy you if they knew," I said. "Yes," he answered. "But they've been trying to do that since the Theater of the Vampires and the things that happened there. Of course Interview with the Vampire gave them some new reasons. And they do need reasons to play their little games. They need the impetus, the excitement. They feed upon it like blood." His voice sounded labored for a second. He took a deep breath. Hard to talk about all this. I wanted to put my arms around him again but I didn't. "But at the moment," he said, "I think you are the one that they want to destroy. And they do know what you look like." Little smile. "Everybody knows now what you look like. Monsieur Le Rock Star." He let his smile broaden. But the voice was polite and low as it had always been. And the face suffused with feeling. There had been not the slightest change there yet. Maybe there never would be. I slipped my arm around his shoulder and we walked together away from the lights of the house. We walked past the great gray hulk of the copter and into the dry sunbaked field and towards the hills. I think to be this happy is to be miserable, to feel this much satisfaction is to burn.

That isn't the whole of the reunion scene, just the first main part of it.

After this, Louis and Lestat don't really part in the same way -- at least not for as long as they did after Lestat was "killed" and Louis and Claudia fled to Europe. Louis and Lestat are just kind of on-again, off-again in the books after they reunite again in The Vampire Lestat, but I wouldn't say there are major scenes that focus on them coming back together again while they are in their on-again, off-again phase -- at least as far as the books I've read, which only goes up to Blackwood Farm.

I'm still reading Prince Lestat for the first time right now (up to Chapter 14 so far), but I do know that Prince Lestat is the book where Louis and Lestat come back together and, this time, stay together for good once they do (meaning no more on-again, off-again). @nalyra-dreaming, @virginiaisforvampires, or anyone else who's finished that book please feel free to chime in with the scene of info from that book regarding their reunion if you can or feel up to it 🙂.

As to books or chapters of books that focus on their dynamic after they reunite. . . that isn't really something that can be noted or listed in some general way IMO. Because, quite honestly, none of the books focus on them and their relationship alone after Interview with the Vampire. What you see of their relationship in the books following the first one are just character things and moments that are interwoven into whatever larger plot is going on in each book at the time. Honestly, there are some books in which Louis barely appears at all (such as Memnoch the Devil).

So yeah, quite honestly, the first book is the only one that really focuses on their relationship. After that, their relationship together is just part of the character dynamics going on within other stories and plots. So it would be way too hard to list every single interaction and dynamic they have in each book because of that, sorry.

Anyway, I hope this answers your question. 🙂

#Loustat #Louis de Pointe du Lac #Lestat de Lioncourt #Interview with the Vampire #The Vampire Lestat #vc book quotes #vampire chronicles #the vampire chronicles #amc iwtv #iwtv #ask #ask and answer #Loustat Reunion #iwtv book spoilers #iwtv spoilers

[bonefall]

Any thoughts on Moonpaw’s design? Do you plan to make her appearance a bit more unique/utilize the chimera a bit more?

Honestly I think her canon design is pretty fantastic! I don't agree with those who're saying it's not unique lmao, like, the team's never been THIS creative before. She blows Pure Gray Cats 3, 4, and 5 out of the water.

But, boy oh BOY am I gonna have fun with this one. Last night I sketched up a possible combo for each Moonpaw from the options I presented. Whichever one gets picked I'll tweak more, but I went ahead and made a 'base' character design for each one.

Also bonus: Headshots for all of the possible parents. Note the slight update for Stormcloud, I figured out a better way to draw his cheek fluff and changed his stripe pattern a bit

Whatever designs end up not being used for Moonpaw, I'll probably tweak for another new litter. ThriftPlum and ShellFern's hypokits will slot well into the eventual ShellFern litter we (HOPEFULLY) get soon, and with a slight edit, StormCherry's can be a new Honeyfur.

PlumThrift

This one's becoming the least likely to happen I think. It could still win if it's the most fitting with the arc, supposing canon ends up writing a strained relationship between Moon and her parents, but based on the preview stuff that's not the case.

Still! I do like the Two Soccer Moms And Their Weird Child lmao.

Thrift and Plum are a downright deadly united front. They play Good Cop Bad Cop like they're practically telepathic. So I tried to get that across in their headshots.

Plumstone always looks laidback and chill. Thriftear exudes an aura of seriousness.

Their weird child inherits neither of these things. She looks like she eats bugs.

I decided to make this Moonpaw look REALLY fluffy. Plumstone inherited her grandpa Graystripe's body type, so it would be a shame if Moony didn't get it too.

FlipBay

BB!Bayshine is a DustFern descendant. He has his great-grandfather Dustpelt's plate.

The stripes come from grandfather Birchfall, who gave them to mother Duststripe.

Flipclaw is strikingly similar to his grandfather Lionblaze, back before he started balding.

While drawing this one I started trying to play around with the chimera idea more, that she's half of one cat and half of another. When the face plate came into it, it STRUCK me like lighting

It looks like phantom of the opera!!

So I started experimenting with one side being shorter-furred, and got a draft down before moving on to a waaay more in-depth design.

This was the last one I did last night before going to bed, so I'll post the evolution I made in a separate post. It's the one with the most potential thanks to the plate so it got pretty big.

ShellFern

Most Moonpaw designs are chunky, but I've always seen Shellfur as pretty slim. Definitely the slimmest in his recent family-- since Graystripe, the Dapplekin family has been thick and fluffy.

Mix that with Fernstripe, a WindClan cat, I made this Moonpaw resemble some kind of gazelle.

Fernstripe has this long, "fern-shaped" stripe on her body. Paired with Moonpaw's half-black body it looks kind of like stitches which is, imo, cool as fuck

I let her crescent-tufts add to the shape too, they curl in like horns... though, I am worried it looks too much like Curlfeather.

I'll probably give this one another pass if Moonpaw ends up being a ShellFern baby.

Also this take makes her took a bit more grumpy so she's closer in personality to her dad.

StormCherry

This is actually the first one I did

Cherryfall has a perfectly round, cherry-shaped face. She actually looks a ton like her dad, Berrynose.

I wanted to give Moonpaw that same face, because hers is simply a half-moon.

She looks like a stressed-out eevee and I kinda dig it LMAO

In color, this Moonpaw would probably lean more towards red than ginger. I see Cherry as a reddish cat.

She could also inherit Poppy's special red eyes-- she got those from being fetched away from StarClan by Jayfeather. Shadowsight also got them.

The stripe pattern is from Stormcloud. I decided recently that I'm going to try and limit thunder-shaped stripes to the Tigerkin family, something they inherit from Thunderstar himself. So Stormcloud's are now transverse across his body, with a distinct nose snip.

When I finally do decide StormCherry's kits, be that now with Moonpaw or later, I'll standardize Stormy's new stripes by giving him a new fullbody.

#better bones au #bone babble #sketch requests #BB!Moonpaw #Hypokits

[upsidedownmvnson]

♥️ Hi!! Can we get a cute lil story with Buckley and Harrington trying to convince reader that eddie is into them, two oblivious jealous dorks in love? Would love this!!

"Squish that cup anymore and you're gunna be wearing your drink," Steve said, sliding up beside you by the pool table.

You were all in Steve's basement, drinking to celebrate the end of an era, yours, Nancy's and Robin's graduation. But all you could focus on was Eddie, and the girl he'd been talking to this whole stupid party.

"Yeah, well," you sighed, chugging the entire content of the drink, "problem solved."

Robin snorted, sliding up on the other side to flank you. "You know they're talking about the chem homework."

"Since when does Eddie care about homework?" you mumble, wishing you had more drink in your cup.

"He doesn't," she said, "but Dustin told him that making you jealous was a good idea."

"What happened to easing them into it?" Steve asked, cocking an eyebrow at Robin.

"That was easy, I could've called them a dummy."

"I think you just kinda did," Steve said.

"Do you guys need me for this or...?"

"Look, maybe you should go over and talk to him," Robin said, bumping your shoulder with her own. "and then you wouldn't have to feel so jealous."

You nearly choked. "Jealous? Who is jealous? I'm glad actually. I think it's great, Eddie should be talking to girls at parties, it's like... it's so great."

"Okay, you can't really think we believe that." Steve laughed, watching the girl touch Eddie's arm, and noticing how your fist clenched by your side.

"What do you want me to do? He doesn't want me," you said, "he doesn't want me."

"Okay, now I'm going to call you a dummy," Robin sighed, she turned you to face her, and with a slight shake of your shoulders she said, "I can't take it anymore, you both love each other. It's so obvious. And you're so... oblivious!"

"We can make this happen faster, you know. Play mind games," Steve said.

"I don't want mind games," you scoffed.

"Okay, not mind games per se, just uh, evidence, we'll call it evidence. Just trust me, okay? Bet I can make him come over here in under a minute." Steve smiled, and then wrapped his arm around your shoulders. Robin chuckled, and found a place with Nancy on the other side of the room. Steve kept his arm around you and leaned close to your ear and whispered, "stop looking confused, smile and look down."

Out of sheer curiosity, you did. You chuckled, his breath tickled your ear. And you tried not to glance over at Eddie.

Eddie couldn't even pretend to care about what this girl was saying anymore. Dustin was an idiot for convincing him to try and make you jealous. It was juvenile, really. When you chuckled, he was barely in control of his feet as he walked away from that girl without saying anything, and felt himself be carried over to you guys.

"What're you guys talking about?" he asked, watching as Steve slid away from you.

"Nothing really," Steve said, laughing. "Oh - chips are empty again, I better go host."

As Steve walked away, Eddie took his spot, leaning beside you.

"Was it really nothing? It seemed... flirty."

"Uhm, actually... he said he could get you to come over here in under a minute. He did it in about 20 seconds."

Eddie glared over at Steve, who's back was turned. He bit the inside of his lip, "well, I didn't like it."

"You're right, it was stupid. I told him I didn't want -"

"No, I mean I didn't like him touching you like that."

"Oh," you said, not knowing what to say.

Eddie looked nervous, but he took a deep breath and said, "I was trying to make you jealous. But I probably should've just told I..." he took a slow breath, "I want to take you out sometime. Like a real date... if you want that?"

"Yeah," you blushed, looking at your shoes and kicking nothing, softly with the tip of your toe. "I want that."

And Eddie didn't say anything else, just intentionally bumped his pinky against yours... blushing lightly when he did it back.

#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfiction

[squoxle]

✏ TNAIT 002: No Money, No Problem l.at fanfic

✰ pairing: nerdy!bandboy!anton x cheerleader!fem!reader | ✰ wc: 2.5k | ✰ cw: profanity, sexual themes, lgbt comments | ✰ plot: you find the perfect guy to help you bring up your grades, but he's so shy you wonder if you'll make any progress. too bad you couldn't get his cute little friend instead... [Series Masterlist]

“Dude! What the hell was that?” Chanyoung spat.

“What? Oh you mean making your wet dreams come true? In that case, you’re welcome,” Dongmin chuckled.

“Wet dreams? You’re the one who fantasizes about screwing the whole cheer squad, not me.”

“Stop acting like such a prude. You know you want it too. I saw your little buddy standing up for attention.”

“It was cold as fuck out there.”

“Right…those thoughts were pretty hot though, huh?”

“Shut up…”

“Look you just better make sure you pull your dorky ass together and text that girl before tomorrow. Unless…you’re too chicken,” Dongmin said as he began clucking like a chicken.

“God, you’re such a fucking child,” Chanyoung rolled his eyes, pulling out his phone.

Dongmin looked over his shoulder to watch him text you. “Dear my beloved personified fantasy,” he began. “I’d love to meet you tomorrow at 12 o’clock sharp to help you raise your grades while you raise that skirt,” he chuckled.

“Seriously dude, back the fuck up. I can’t concentrate,” Chanyoung sighed.

hey i wanted to text u before it got too late

i'll be at the library around 8am tomorrow morning

Sent 9:43pm

Chanyoung carefully re-read the messages, double-checking for any missing details.

"Ponytail" Typing...

"Shit!" he spat.

"What? What happened? Did you accidentally send her that video of you whacking off?" Dongmin teased.

"No...she's typing."

"Already?"

it's fine

i'll be up by that time anyway

should i...bring anything?

Sent 9:45pm

"Fuck! What do I say?"

"Gimme," Dongmin grinned as he snatched the phone from Chanyoung's hand.

yeah that sounds great

and nah ur good

just make sure u bring ur laptop...and maybe a notebook

Sent 9:46pm

Read 9:46pm

"Ponytail" Typing...

kk

gnite <3

Sent 9:46

gn

"Ha!" Dongmin exclaimed before giving Chanyoung back his phone. "Too easy," he huffed. "Now, all you gotta do is shave your balls and get ready for tomorrow," he smiled, patting Chanyoung on the shoulder.

"Shave my what?!"

"Your nuts, bro. So you can get that brain while you use yours," he chuckled.

"You know if anyone else heard the way you talk to me they'd think you were gay."

"I'm just being real with you."

"Yeah...really gay."

"Whatever," Dongmin laughed as he wrapped an arm around Chanyoung's shoulder.

"You sure lucked up, huh?" Abigail chimed as you told her about your little rendevous with Chanyoung. "I've seen him before, but I always kinda thought he was...y'know," she paused to flick her wrist, a motion you very well knew the meaning of.

"No, no. At least, I don't think so. He's just kinda shy."

"Shy? Or more into guys," she chuckled.

"Hey, knock it off. You're the one who told me to get my own guy."

"Actually, you wanted that. If I recall it correctly you said it would be weird for us to use the same guy."

"Oh...right," you blew air into your cheeks as you thought back to that moment earlier.

"Well, just let me know how everything goes for you. And remember, there's a sweet little Aussie boy named Jake who'd be more than glad to help you out," she smiled. "But beware. He's a subby little switch," she chuckled. "Cute and sexy."

"Hopefully, everything goes well tomorrow and I won't need your puppy," you chuckled as Abigail pulled up to your house.

"Fingers crossed that even if he is gay, he's at least useful."

"He's not gay."

"You don't know that for sure," she tilted her head.

"Neither do you," you tilted your head, mocking her.

"Hmm, fair enough. But you owe me lunch if he is," she smiled as you unbuckled your seatbelt.

"You're really sure about this," you laughed.

"Uhh...duh."

"Okay well I gotta go inside now before my dad eats me alive," you said as you climbed out of the car.

"Good luck, girlie," she waved as you jogged to the front door, waving back at her.

The next morning, you stopped by the ATM to withdraw 50 bucks before meeting with Chanyoung. "This should be enough for today," you thought to yourself.

"Debit Declined, Transaction Failed," the automated voice chimed as you inserted your card. "What the hell?" you spat before attempting to insert your card again only to see the same message pop up 3 more times.

"Did dad freeze my debit card?" you asked as your mom answered the phone.

"Yes, he did it when you came home late last night."

"I literally just came home from a game."

"I know, but you know how he feels about that."

"Yeah...it's fine."

"What did you need the money for?"

"Nothing, I changed my mind," you lied.

"You sure, honey? I can send the money to you a different way. Just let me know how much you need."

"No, Mom. It's alright. Really. Thanks though."

"Okay, well let me know if you change your mind again."

"M'kay. I will."

"Bye," she said before hanging up.

You needed that money right now more than anything else. However, given the current circumstances, that wasn't an option.

"Hey," you waved shyly as you sat down at a table across from Chanyoung.

"Hey," he said, so softly that you almost didn't even hear him. "So, umm...what did you want to start working on first," he asked in that same sheepish tone.

"Umm, well maybe math. It's an introductory algebra course, but I'm kinda struggling to grasp it y'know."

"Can you show me what you've been working on?"

"Sure," you stood up to move your chair closer to him. "Sorry," you apologized as he jerked slightly. "Fuck, I hope I'm not being too aggressive," you thought to yourself.

"It-it's okay," he smiled softly before scrolling through your modules. "Dongmin and his stupid big mouth," Chanyoung thought to himself.

"So, what do you think we should do first?" you asked, breaking the silence.

"Umm...maybe we could look through one of the quizzes and review the content. It'll be the easiest way to learn."

As brilliant as that idea sounded, you didn't have the time to actually learn the material.

"I'm not trying to sound ungrateful or anything, but is there any way I can get you to do the majority of the work...I just don't really have time to learn this with cheer practice and everything," you cringed at your own words, realizing just how pathetic you sounded.

"Oh, uhh--"

"I'll pay you," you blurted just as you remembered that you couldn't exactly finance this little escapade. "Well...actually--"

"It's fine. You don't have to do anything unless you want to. Let's just look at this as a friendly favor," he shrugged as his lips formed into a shy smirk.

"Huh, really?"

"Yeah," he nodded, turning back to the laptop. "You can watch me work the problems out. Maybe it'll help you learn the material," he said as you leaned over, unconsciously bracing yourself on his thigh.

You listened as he explained the process of solving each equation and watched him scribble notes in your journal. For a moment, you got lost in his eyes. You watched them glaze across the screen through his glasses.

Maybe it was his shyness, or maybe it was something else, but your heart always fluttered when he came around. That was the real reason you stumbled on your words whenever you spoke to him.

It was something about the way he bit his bottom lip when he was focused that made you want to kiss him...

"Ugh!" he groaned as you lost your balance. Your hand fell right into his manhood and you could see it all over his face.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry," you pleaded, grabbing onto his shoulder as he hunched over in pain.

"I-it's alright...I know you didn't do it on purpose," he said, grinding his teeth together.

"Umm, do you want me to get something?"

He exhaled deeply before replying, "No, I just have to wait it out."

"I'm really sorry," you apologized again as he continued to take deep breaths, squeezing his eyes shut. You reached over to close your laptop. "We can finish this later," you said as he seemed to calm down.

"You sure?"

"Yeah. You've already done more than I would've."

"So..tell me something about yourself. Since we're gonna be hanging out a lot more often, we might as well take the time to get to know each other," you said as the two of you sat outside together.

"There isn't really much to know," he shrugged.

"What about past relationships?" this question was triggered by a sense of curiosity and the fact that Abigail was so sure he was gay.

"Well, I've never really dated anyone before," he said, looking off.

"Anyone...well did you at least have a crush?"

"Hmm...there was this one girl I liked, but she only ever saw me as a friend."

"Have you always been into music?"

"Huh? How'd you know I was into music?"

"Shit," you swore to yourself. You didn't hear this from him..

"Oh, well umm I remember seeing you in the orchestra during the first week of school," you were able to save your ass this time, but you had to be more careful. You knew more than you were letting on.

"Oh yeah. Well, actually my parents encouraged me to start playing the cello, but I grew to like it on my own. Heh, I remember one time when I stayed up all night to learn this one piece. It was really important because that would be my first solo performance in high school," you watched as he smiled thinking back to that moment.

"Well I'm sure you did amazing," you smiled.

"Ehh...that would've been the expected outcome," he chuckled to himself. "But I thought it was a brilliant idea to be Romeo before my performance and ended up forgetting half of my solo. You can imagine how that went."

"Not really..."

"Well, it's like I said earlier. She saw me as a friend. So my head was all over the place after that. I should've just waited until after the show to tell her. I was gonna do it anyway."

"Hmm...maybe," you sighed, wondering if he still had feelings for her or had moved on by now.

"Alright, enough about me. It's my turn to ask you some questions."

"Okay, hit me," you laughed at his boldness.

"How many relationships have you been in?"

"Zero. Next question."

"Zero?! How?"

"My parents are pretty strict so I wasn't allowed to date. To them, my grades are the most important thing. But there was one guy I liked. He was a little older than me, but he hated the fact that we had to sneak around all the time," you sighed thinking back to the first real boyfriend you could've had.

"Oh, well I can understand that," he said looking over to you as if he was trying to read your body language, hoping it would expose another part of you.

"So what else did you want to ask me?"

"What made you come up to me? Aside from needing help."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I've come to every game and that was the first time we ever spoke to each other. I'm just wondering if there was something that stood out," his shaggy brown hair was perfectly draped across his face, slightly peeking over his round glasses.

"Uhh...well you were a familiar face. I figured you had to be a genius if you were in the orchestra. Y'know musically inclined people are said to be more intelligent," you smiled even though you knew very well that you chose him randomly and could barely remember him on your own.

"Heh, that's what my dad always tells me," he smiled with an expression so pure and sweet you could only sit there in silence.

You felt bad realizing that your only intention of talking to him in the first place was to use him to improve your grades. Plus this little heartfelt conversation started for two reasons--1) you had to buy time to come up with another form of payment and 2) you were not buying Abigail lunch.

If you didn't need him, you honestly wouldn't have looked twice in his direction. Yes, you found him attractive, but that was it. You didn't care about his interests...

"Spill the tea! Is he gay or not?" Abigail squealed as you met up with her in the campus cafe.

"Woah, what happened to 'hey, how did the studying go?'" you laughed.

"Tell me about that after this. I'm starving and I wanna know if I'm gonna be paying or not."

"Well he told me about a girl he liked back in highschool so I think that should answer your question."

"Dammit," she swore before reaching in her bag. " Text me what you want. I'm gonna go order out stuff and I'll be right back, 'kay?"

You nodded as she walked away. You watched her blonde ponytail sway with her movements as she went up to the register. You had completely forgotten about the whole frozen card thing, so you were even happier that she would be paying today.

"Alright, now tell me. Did you suck him off or what?"

"Ugh! No way. I was gonna pay him instead, but my dad froze my cards so I'm just pretending to be his friend so he can keep helping me," this was mostly true except for the fact that you were kinda falling for him.

"Well, you can either keep doing that or at least try to get some pleasure out of it. As cute as my little Jakey is, I just need him for my grades," she smiled, flipping her ponytail. "Do you really think I care about his nerdy life?"

"I know right," You laughed.

"You just need to give that boy your homework and walk away. He's not your study-buddy he's your dorky little fuck-toy and that's it. Don't let him bore you to death with his lame-ass life stories. That is not what you signed up for girl.”

“Honestly. After he fixes my grades I’ll probably never talk to him again.”

“Yeah, until next semester,” Abigail laughed. “I’m not trying to sound like the stereotypical blonde, but I’m too pretty to use my brain. Especially when I have a body like this,” she poked her tongue out as she playfully shook her tits.

“Oh my god! You can’t do that in public,” you hid your face behind your hand.

“Oh baby trust me, there’s a whole LOT you can do in public. It’s only illegal if you get caught,” she winked. “Thanks,” she smiled as the waiter came to the table with your food.

Abby wasn't entirely wrong. You could get away with a lot in public, but someone else is always present. Another witness. Another loose end. Or maybe...a ticking time bomb. Eager to get their way at the expense of your dirty little secret.

Living a double-life has its consequences.

You were so wrapped up in your conversation with Abigail you failed to notice Dongmin who was busy cleaning a table not too far from you. How were you supposed to know he worked here part-time? Like you said earlier, you hardly even knew of their existence before the other night.

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[gortash-did-nothing-wrong]

Parental Negotiations

Feyd x reader

Pregnancy, canon typical violence suggested, etc. Feyd is Lowkey his own warning.

Feyd's brown wrinkled as he narrowed his eyes. "None?"

I tensed, anticipating a fight. Feyd had the energy to argue all day if he cared enough about the topic, and for better or worse our future children were an important topic to him. But at seven months pregnant, I had no desire to do such a feat. Once upon a time I would have loved to have verbally sparred with him over the course of several hours, riling him up until he was ready to throw me into our bed. None of that sounded appealing these days. I'd rather the two of us spend our evening quietly, holding each other, watching some documentary or education text until I fell asleep. Is this how old people felt?

Feyd and I were both barely in our early twenties, but this pregnancy feels like it had aged me in an unexpected way. Or maybe I was just tired. That could be it.

I sighed, sitting down on the couch that took up a large space in my living quarters. Feyd had his own rooms of course, but he spent most of his time in mine. It would be smothering if I didn't like him so much. "I don't want to use a wet nurse when the baby is born. I want to feed my child from my own breast. And I don't really want to use nursemaids either, I'd prefer to raise my own child."

Feyd was quiet for a moment, his eyes staring me down like he was trying to determine just how serious I was about this issue. When he did speak, his raspy voice was gentler than usual. "You're the Na Baroness. You'll be the Baroness one day. You have obligations beyond being a wife and mother."

"I know, and I'm not going to neglect those duties. I think I'll take one or two months to rest with the baby, and after that, I'll see how much I can get done with them on my hip." I explained. "I'm open to using a part time nursemaid, sparingly. So I can have someone hold the baby while I shower, and other such needs."

"And if you can't manage to meet your duties with our child strapped to your chest?" Feyd pressed calmly.

"Then I'll be open to using a nursemaid. Sparingly, of course." I said firmly. "Some weight could be lifted if you assisted me, you know. I don't expect you to drop everything to help me, but watching them for a few hours while I get my duties done would help a lot."

Feyd looked bewildered. "When am I supposed to find the time to do that?!"

I chuckled. "You could strap him to your chest while you do your morning run." I suggested.

"What's wrong with using the nursemaid?" Feyd probed again. "They'll be properly vetted I assure you. And the royal guard will never be far."

"Listen, I know most nobles think that seeing their child once a day for afternoon tea is being an involved parent, but I disagree." I said firmly. "I'm not going to carry this baby for nine months, go through hours of labor, love them more than I ever thought I could love anyone, and then just hand him off to a stranger to raise. I want to be the one to teach him to talk, and walk, and play with him. I know the sleepless nights when he's sick or having a tantrum will be difficult at best, but I want those hard times. I want… I want to actually be a mother."

Feyd's eyes glazed over, my words still registering as he remembered something. Some far off memory that I would likely never be privy to. He hadn't ever spoken much about either of his parents, but he avoided the topic of his mother like a snake avoiding a hawk. Perhaps there was some dusty memory in the corners of his mind of a mother that soothed his fevers, kissed his scraped up knees, and sang his nightmares away with lullabies.

"Alright." He said, a firmness in his voice that assured dependableness and security. "No wet nurses. And I'll only have two nursemaids hired, both part time."

Two nursemaids was a great improvement over the seven that the Baron had told you to expect. Seven nursemaids to attend to the future of House Harkonnen. And three wetnurses. How much could one baby eat? Perhaps the Baron expected Feyd's child to have an appetite to match his.

I smiled, leaning over and kissing Feyd's cheek. "Thank you, love. This means a lot to me."

"If you neglect your duties, I won't be able to prevent more nursemaids being hired." Feyd warned. "And if you're unable to care for our child sufficiently, I will insist on the nursemaids stepping in more."

"I understand." I said gently, resting a hand on his arm. "I just want… when our child wakes up from a nightmare, I want them to call out for me, not a nanny."

Feyd's eyes softened. He rested his hand on my belly, rubbing little circles over where our baby rested inside me. "I will never truly understand motherhood, or your desire for it. But this is important for you, so it's important to me. And… I do admit to wanting something similar."

"You do?" I asked, surprised.

"When I was a boy, I used to go to my combat instructors when I had an injury or needed advice." Feyd explains. "I was wondering the other day about which instructors I should pick for my child, and I realized… I wanted to be the one to teach them. I wanted to be the one to bandage his cuts, and correct his stance. Not some retired general I select to train him for me."

I leaned into Feyd, gasping a little as our baby moved inside me, kicking right where Feyd's hand rested. "Oh! Ugh… they're getting stronger. That one hurt a bit."

Feyd chuckled, rubbing the little outline of our baby's foot. "A strong kick. Good, they'll need that."

"I think you'll be a good father." I said, images of Feyd instructing our child, a toddler in my fantasy, on how to throw their first punch. "Just remember, little hearts need a soft touch, not just a firm hand."

Feyd's lips pressed against my forehead as our child gave another kick. Lighter this time, thankfully. "I'll try to remember that."

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[kyeomkuppie]

Rooftop.

Pairing: Wonwoo x gn!reader

Genre: I honestly don't know but let's just say crack and a pinch of angst

Warnings: Wonwoo thinks reader is about to commit suicide

Synopsis: You were just trying to get a better look at the sky, but someone misunderstood and tried to save you.

You valued your peace of mind and the best way (in your opinion) to clear your mind was to look at the stars. At the edge of a rooftop.

Yeah, not the smartest idea but who cares!

Technically, anyone was bound to see a random person standing at a rooftop, misunderstand the situation, then call for help. Something you didn't exactly take into account.

And bingo as you had guessed, not only did someone see you, someone was at the same rooftop thinking you were about to jump, and you being at the edge didn't exactly help either.

Out of nowhere, you felt yourself being pulled backwards. Your back was now against the chest of a random stranger, and to make matters worse, on top of him.

"Uh, excuse me?" You were baffled and you didn't really know how to explain without him thinking you were lying "Can you let me go, please?"

No answer.

Oh shit. Is he dead? I don't think I'm that heavy though. You were thinking of the endless possibilities of you being charged for involuntary manslaughter. Great.

You finally feel the person who you thought you murdered move. "Are you okay? Why did you pull me like that? You could've been hurt!" You turned around only to be left awestruck. At least he was handsome.

His eyebrows were furrowed and his breathing was heavy, yeah it isn't the time for flirting. "How could you treat your life like it's something to be toyed with! You can't simply choose to end it because things are getting rough." His tone was stern and angry— but wait.

What? Your mind short-circuited for second. He thought you were doing what!

"What about your loved ones and the people who would blame themselves for your death? At least think about all those variables before treating your life like-"

"Excuse me?! I was just standing like a normal person, looking at the damn sky. I wasn't toying with my life, I was enjoying it!" You were starting to get riled up as well, couldn't he at least wait to hear what you had to say about yourself— and wait, what does he even have to do with it?!

"You shouldn't lie about things like this! If you need help, say it."

There's was no convincing this man. "Listen here stranger, if I needed help I would in fact ask for it. But can't a person watch the fucking sky in peace." You huffed "Why are you even making a big deal out of it? It's not like we know each other."

You pushed his hands which were gripping you away. "At least try to understand, I mean it's not the smartest thing to do, to stand at the edge of a rooftop I mean, but I assure I wasn't trying to do anything you were thinking of."

You had an idea! Not the smartest either but good enough "Want to grab a meal?" If he didn't say yes, you'd bury yourself alive, but you wouldn't have to see him again. If he said yes, you'd resolve that misunderstanding and you could go your separate ways.

He suddenly realized that his body was so tense and his body was still on the ground.

You gulped as he proceeded to get up. His features became more clear. His face had a soft expression but his eyes were sharp, so was his jaw. Yeah, you were right, he was one handsome fellow.

He was weirded out by your spontaneous personality. One moment you were all angry, and the next you were asking him to grab dinner? Yeah, not normal.

"Fine. I'll pretend that I believe you, and we'll go grab dinner. But for the love of god go stargaze anywhere but at the edge. I had the ambulance ready." He scratched his neck.

"Okay Mr. Overdramatic." You laughed, it was a peculiar day, not the peaceful kind you usually preferred, but definitely a day to remember.

"Wonwoo."

"Hm?" You tilted your head in confusion.

"If we're going out for a meal, you might as well know my name." He shrugged.

Yeah, he had split personalities, you were sure of it.

"[name]." You extended your hand "It was nice meeting you here— wait what were you doing up here?!" Your eyes widenened.

"I was stargazing."

"Yeah, no shit. I'll pretend that I believe you." You mimicked him from earlier.

Inspired by that one scene in true beauty.

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