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hot and thirsty.

pairings. slytherin boys x fem!reader

about. you would have thought lorenzo would win the dumbest drunk of the year, but blaise proves you wrong.

warnings. foul language

ricky rocks. i got this idea from a tik tok comment 😭

“will you just fucking cooperate, blaise.”

“why’re you feeling me up like that, mate? i always knew you wanted to fuck me.”

“for fucks sake, perv!” draco shoves blaise off and onto the couch, his face going flush and his look of frustration turning into irritation. “no one here is trying to feel you up.”

to say draco’s patience with drunk people ran low real fast—was an understatement. especially when it came to blaise and enzo, but lucky for him, blaise was the only one shitfaced tonight.

it had to be one in the morning when you had all finally dragged blaise by his collar out of the ravenclaw party. you were surprised none of you had gotten kicked out of the party because that’s how the night always ended, but like said before, blaise was the only one drinking… which you were also surprised by.

“i’m highly surprised you would even say that to me. many women and men would love to feel me up, would even pay,” he eyes draco strangely, like he’s utterly disgusted that draco would diss him like that. “the question is, draco, would anyone want to feel you up, huh? i’m guessing no since you’re with me tonight.”

draco is so obviously done by the way he stares at blaise, it makes you smile, wandering to blaise’s side who now stands, challenging the blonde to say something else.

“whatever, i’m going to bed,” he waves him off, turning on his heel to head up the stairs. “don’t do anything stupid.”

“that’ll be a hard one,” enzo claps his hands before rubbing them together in thought, already formulating a plan on settling the night down. you were surprised by this, lorenzo was usually one to keep the night going, but by the way his sober eyes stared at blaise made you think he more than ready to end it. “let’s get you a glass, right mate?”

“glass of what?” blaise perks up at this idea, almost running to enzo’s side at the recommendation. “i prefer fire whiskey, but a little bourbon, vodka, anything really wouldn’t be minded.”

“i think he means water, sweetheart,” theodore pats his shoulders as he slumps onto one of the couches, “you’ve had more than enough fire whiskey, and everything that you don’t mind tonight.”

you were surprised theo hadn’t followed draco right up those stairs for sleep—he usually was always the first one to tap out from a night out, mostly due to his short tolerance of everyone’s drunk or tipsy state. he almost never drank, he found public intoxication embarrassing and when he did, it was rare and only with your small group.

“sweetheart?” blaise hiccuped, now uneven on his feet as he stared down at theodore. “now you boys are all over me tonight,” he hiccups again, squinting as he tumbled a bit backward while tempting to raise his arms in expression. “don’t worry, there’s enough blaise zabini to go around.”

“isn’t there always?”

“y/n, love, why don’t you get blaise a cup?”

“me,” you raised your brows, surprised to be even noticed in this moment. “oh, i couldn’t, enzo, i’m far too wasted.”

he scowled knowing you were bullshitting, because you hadn’t drank a drop that night and you really just didn’t want to move from your very comfortable spot on the couch.

“oh for fucks sake,” he rolls his eyes.

“you all left rather early,” your heads all turn to see mattheo strolling through the entrance of the common room looking rather disheveled compared to the last time you had all seen him. it made you bite down on your lip to suppress a grin as you shared a look with theodore.

mattheo was very much a drinker despite what he liked to think. although he could handle himself very well and he was far from a light weight—once he got into some fire whiskey, he was gone and always found himself in some trouble. more specifically with a girl.

“i’d say we left rather late,” theo corrected, giving him a knowing smile.

“oh.”

“mattheo, since you’re already up, will you get blaise some water?”

“sure man,” he nodded, wringing the loosely fit tie further away from his neck before looking to theodore, a ghost of a grin lining his lips. “theodore, want to come with?”

“sure.”

they were definitely gossiping. they always did after a party and it was your favorite thing because despite mattheo only ever telling theodore these things, it always made its way back to you because theodore could never keep his mouth shut around you.

you watched theo carefully as he got up and met mattheo’s side before immediately conversing.

“such girls,” enzo shook his head before slouching onto the spot next to you, his head leaning backward in exhaustion. “y’know, i hate being sober. fucking sucks.”

you laugh quietly, shaking your head, “it’s not terrible. it’s actually quite easier when you’re not wasted and threatening to throw up when any minor inconvenience happens to you.”

“shut up,” he shakes his head but still smiles. “it’s not too late to start drinking.”

“amen brother!”

“for you, it is,” enzo’s finger stabs the air at blaise’s voice that sounds randomly around the room. “you need to go to bed.”

he stays silent at that and you wonder what’s going through his mind till he speaks it; “it’s real hot in here, do you all feel it?”

“what are you going on about now,” lorenzo looks up at him, highly irritated while blaise roams around the room, an idea obviously pinned in his mind.

“it’s fucking hot. i might start stripping,” he was already taking off his shirt and there really was nothing either of you could do.

“yeah, you do that man,” enzo lays his head back down against the back of the couch. he didn’t have to worry if blaise was entertaining himself.

nights like this often played out like that; half of you that were sober would end up passing out on the common room couches as blaise and most likely lorenzo and whoever else that was wasted—entertained themselves with random trinkets they found around the room; most likely breaking something.

“awh! we’re looking for water aren’t we? well i have such a fantastic solution, why didn’t we think of this sooner?”

the tone of his voice made you frown, popping your head up slowly as you looked for blaise around the room, “what are you on about—blaise stop!”

you had never hopped to your feet so fast at the sight of blaise attempting to pry open a window before becoming successful, where immediately, water started flowing through the opened crack.

“you fucking fool, what is going through your mind?!”

you can see him fall to his ass as he giggles, watching both you and lorenzo run to shut the window. your finger tips pry against the metal lining of the window, trying to jerk it back into its place, but the pressure of water pouring into the room proved a strong resistance that made movement of the window almost impossible.

“did you forget where exactly we were, you fucker?!”

lorenzo towered over you, attempting the same, but failed just as you did till finally the window sliced through the water like a knife and moved so easily back into its place, closing the gate.

you sighed in relief, turning to slide down the wall where you now saw mattheo and theodore with their wands out with shocked expressions. awh, that’s why it had finally moved.

“dear god, blaise, are you stupid?!“

“save the insults, i just want my glass.”

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Coach Sy part 4 "The Date"

Here it is folks! Sy and Alayna's big first date and other things ;) Enjoy let me know what you think! No I promise I'm not stopping here!!

Warnings: cursing, alcohol consumption, Smut! (p in v) , creampie, Dom Sy

Reblogs and comments are always welcome! all mistakes are mine! it's late and I definitely did not proof read because I was on a roll and excited about posting it! I'm sorry in advance for any grammatical errors

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It was another busy week. We were headed into the second week of October and that meant midterms were right around the corner. And so was fall break. Half of my students were anxious and stressed, they had test anxiety and were worried where this would put them on the class ranking. The others, I couldn’t get them to focus. They had one foot out the door ready for the long weekend, Ready for pumpkin patches and fall leaves. Surely plotting their next instagram post or tik tok or whatever it was they were doing now.

I actually didn’t see much of Sy during the week, the boys were up against another difficult team this friday so he spent most of his lunches watching tape for practice. We kept things professional when we did run into each other though. It helped that I wasn’t sure how far he wanted to take it after what he’d said saturday. He wanted to be a gentleman. I guess that meant he wasn’t going to kiss me again either until he took me out on a date. I could handle that. But it didn’t mean it wasn’t torture. Logan may be kind and sweet and the perfect gentleman. But he’s also a big fucking tease. And he was doing it on purpose!

I ran into him on Wednesday afternoon in the hallway. I was on my way back in from picking up lunch. He was on his way back to his classroom. He immediately smiled when he saw me

“Well there’s a sight for sore eyes, late lunch darlin?” He asked, leaning against the wall in the hallway. I blushed.

“Hey handsome, yeah, busy afternoon just got the chance to go pick something up.” I responded. Then added “I’ve missed are lunch dates, I haven’t seen much of you this week,” I bit my lip softly waiting for him respond.

“Yeah, me too, I’d much rather be having you for lunch,” He winked. “But I don’t think that’d be very work appropriate.” He smirked. I felt my face heat up and my eyes went wide.

“Sy!” I scolded trying so hard to hide my laugh. He cupped the my jaw and brushed his thumb over my cheek.

“Saturday’s only a few days away Darlin’, I waited over a year for you. Just a few more days and you can see as much of me as you want,” He drawled out chuckling softly.

My face went completely flush and my heart rate sped up. This had to be what a heart attack felt like. God this man knew what he was doing. My skin felt like it was burning and simultaneously I was puddle on the floor for him.

“You talk big game for a man that won’t even kiss me,” I teased, finally finding my voice again. I watched him as his eyes flickered behind me and he quickly turned to see if we were alone.

“I can’t baby, you’re like a drug or something. If I get started with you again I’m not gonna be able to stop. And this aint the right place for that sugar.” He smiled softly. He let his hand fall back to his side. We were in the middle of the hallway surely we couldn’t stand like this forever and not get caught. And he was right. Faculty dating isn’t against the rules. But at the rate we were going we would be fired if we took a step closer to each other right now.

“I do that much for you?” I asked, unable to hide smile.

“You do more than that sugar, you’ll see soon enough. I gotta head back to my classroom and get some work done. I’ll see you at the game Friday! You go eat darlin, don’t need you passin out on us,” he gave me one last soft smile before we parted ways and I headed back to my office.

On thursday night I went to dinner with the girls. And gave them all the details they’d been waiting for.

“Girl I would have melted! He did not!” Skyler gasped. I laughed and hid my blush behind a sip of wine.

“And in the middle of the school hallway, you guys are like teenagers,” Hayley shook her head, but smiled. “You better be back by curfew saturday night,” she smirked. I took another bite of the cake we were sharing for dessert and smiled skyler shook her head.

“I don’t think he plans on taking her back to her house unless he’s staying the night,” She joked.

“My god you guys can we get through one dinner without discussing my love life,”

“No, it was non-existent until he came along and we are fully invested. This is better than TV!” Skyler laughed. “Seriously though, I hope you have so much fun saturday night, you haven’t been out on a date in… well a really long time! You deserve this!”

“He does know you’re like horrible at bowling though right? Like when we used to go in high school your best game was like a 72, you might as well as just dropped it right in the gutter!” Hayley laughed.

“I tried to tell him! I chuckled. “If anything there will be a lot of laughter. And it’ll be an excuse for him to put his hands on me again.” I wiggled my eyebrows. Hayley rolled her eyes and skyler almost choked on her drink laughing. I love my friends so much!

Friday felt like it dragged on forever. Sy was busy all day again so I’d only heard from him in his usual “Good morning” text. We were busy in the office starting sign-ups for the first senior college campus field trip, and I skipped lunch so I was starving by the time I packed up my office at the end of the school day. Just as I was about to lock up my office there was a knock on my door.

I looked up and saw a few of the boys on the football team standing outside of my office.

“Derek, Matt, Tyler, Can I help you boys?” I smiled.

“We just wanted to thank you for being at our game last week Ms. P, You’re the best!” Derek spoke first. He was such a sweet kid. He was a shoein for a football scholarship at one of the big universities.

“Yeah and we heard you were gonna be there tonight too! That’s awesome, Coach says you’re our good luck charm and I think he’s right. No one’s got as much spirit as you!” Tyler laughed.

“You boys are just trying to butter me up to write your college recommendation letters,” I chuckled. “That’s so sweet of you to say, thank you! I can’t wait to watch you guys play tonight!”

“You rock Ms. Plummer! Oh and uh,” Matt smirked and stepped out from behind the other two boys I hadn’t noticed he was holding a bouquet of flowers. “Coach sent us to deliver these,” He said extending the vase out to me.

“Thank you Matt,” I smiled taking them from him and setting them on my desk. “You guys better get home Coach will have your head if you don’t take care of yourselves before the game!” They all smiled

“We’ll see you tonight Ms. P!” Derek called as they left the office. Shook my head and smiled to my self as picked up the flowers and finally closed up my office.

Once I got home from work I set the flowers on the counter and noticed there was a little card attached. I pulled off the little envelope and took out the card.

“Flowers for our gorgeous good luck charm. It’s gonna be a great game! Can’t wait to see you tonight Sugar ;)” I could feel my cheeks heating up and I smiled to myself. He was too much sometimes. But I loved it. I ate a quick dinner, changed into some jeans and put on Sy’s hoodie I still had from last weekend. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind. I sprayed on a little perfume that he had complimented a while ago. And then headed out the door to get to the game a little early.

I don’t know why I was trying to impress him. I already had him. But I really enjoyed having his attention. And I missed it so much this week while he was busy. The spot next to his truck was open so I parked next to him. It was starting to feel natural. I liked it. It felt like we belonged together. I shook my head. I was getting ahead of myself.

When I headed toward the field I found him immediately. He was standing on the sidelines talking with the other coaches while the boys were warming up. I walked along the fence that ran along the outside of the track and stood leaned against it waiting for him to see me. One of the other coaches saw me first and smirked. He sent me a little wink before he nudged Sy and nodded in my direction. Sy raised his eyebrow and turned to see what Nick was looking at. I smiled and and waved shyly. “I’ll be back, Nick get the boys started on the next defensive drill, I want ‘em good and focused tonight!” He said barely looking back to catch his assistant coaches response before he strode over to the fence giving me a toothy grin.

“Hello beautiful,” He smiled as he leaned his hip against the fence.

“Hey handsome, looks like the boys are in good shape for the game tonight!” I said. He looked out at the field and watched them for a minute and nodded.

“Yeah, we’re lookin’ even better now that our good luck charm is here. The boys couldn’t wait to give you your flowers.” He chuckled, turning back to face me.

“Yeah? I’m sure THEY couldn’t,” I smirked. “Thank you they were beautiful, and the card was sweet Sy, you didn’t need to do that.”

“Gentlemen always, sends flowers on the first date,” He teased.

“Yeah but it’s not until tomorrow,” I joked.

“Okay, so maybe I felt bad that i’ve been a little busy this week, just wanted you to know that I’m eager to see you again. I’m always thinking about ya,” he smiled

“Sy,” i blushed

“It’s true, I’m always thinking about your pretty little smile. And those lips.” He paused “The way you taste. And those tits,” He smirked wiggling is eyebrows.

“Oh my god,” I blushed and folded my arms against the fence hiding my face. “You are ridiculous!” I mumbled against my sleeve. He chuckled.

“Is that my sweatshirt?” He asked raising an eyebrow. I lifted my head to meet his gaze biting my lip softly.

“It might be.” I said shyly.

“So you’ve been thinking about me too,” He smirked.

“It’s kinda hard not too,” I admitted. He smiled and holding my gaze for a moment before looking back at the field, then behind me at the bleachers.

“It’s probably not appropriate for us to show PDA around the students like this huh?” He said sadly, “I wanna kiss you so bad,”

“Well, it is technically after work hours, and theres no harm in a good luck kiss.” I smiled batting my eyelashes playfully.

“I like the way you think Darlin,” He smirked cupping my jaw tilting my face up and pressing his lips to mine softly. We stayed like that for a few seconds breathing each other in. It’d been a long week. Finally we pulled away when one of the players whistled from the sidelines. Sy chuckled and shook his head.

“Good luch coach.”

They didn’t need it, the boys played amazing. The predictions would be that this would be a close scoring game, but our team shut them out. The final score was 54 to 10. They had 4 straight consecutive wins this season. They were undefeated so far and if they won again next week it would be the first time in 15 years we’d headed into an undefeated season. Sy was really soaking it up after the game.

“Well look at you Cowboy.” I smiled waiting against my car as he walked out to his truck after everyone had cleared out. “You’re famous around here now.”

“Nah, the boys deserve all the credit, they’re the ones putting in the work.” He said humbly.

“I saw you celebrating you out there, You love this!” I grinned, looking up at him as he stopped right in front of me. “You’re a damn good coach, they wouldn’t be this good without you,” I put my hand on his chest and the other on his shoulder pulling him closer.

“With a beauty like you cheering us on we’re unstoppable baby,” He said softly grabbing my belt loops and pulling me against him kissing me roughly. I let him bit my lip and slip his hands down to squeeze my ass before I pulled away and pushed him back softly with my hand on his chest.

“Slow down Tiger, you haven’t taken me out yet remember?” I smirked. He groaned dropping his head to my shoulder breaking heavily against my neck. “Whats got you all riled up captain?

“You showing up in my hoodie, kissing me like that, acting all shy, you’re such a tease baby,” he growled.

“Me? And your little stunt in the hallway this week wasn’t teasing? I couldn’t focus for the rest of the day! And I couldn’t kiss you then!” I pouted. He smirked.

“Yeah I guess that wasn’t fair was it?” He brushed my hair back away from my face and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. “Okay, we better get out of here before I try and take you home with me again,”

“One more day Logan, you did this to yourself!” I winked. “It’ll be worth it.” He chuckled.

“I’ll pick you up around 7:30 for dinner, the bowling thing starts at 9 is that okay?” He asked.

I nodded “That sounds perfect Sy! I’ll see you then,” I said walking around to the drivers side of my car and opening the door.

“Get home safe, Text me when you get home.” He said as he got in his truck.

“I will!”

The next day I was so anxious. Logan and I had been out together before but this was different. I could barely eat I was so nervous. I sat around trying to get some housework done, but I couldn’t even nervous clean. So I sat down and tried to get some reading done, but then there was a spicy scene in the book I was reading and, well my mind wandered to Sy and I was nervous all over again. Finally 6 o’clock rolled around and I let myself start to get ready. I pulled on a pair of tight jeans I hoped he’d like. Not that it would matter. By the end of the night I knew they’d be off. I put on a dark green v neck. I’ve noticed he seems to like that color. We would eventually have to switch to bowling shoes so I just put on a pair of converse and paced while I tried to figure out what to do with my hair and how much make up I should do. Then I panicked again because, Should I pack a bag?

It’s very likely I’ll end up at his place again. Unless he doesn’t want me to stay over. I don’t want to assume. Maybe I should text him. No because I didn’t want him to know I was thinking about what we’d be doing later. But I was. And I’m sure he was. This was Ridiculous. I picked up my phone and sent a quick text.

“Do gentlemens let their ladyfriends sleepover on the first date?” I sent. That sounds so stupid, He’s gonna think your stupid. He’s literally gonna call you and cancel the whole thing. My phone buzzed and I jumped a little lost in thought and anxiety.

“When they’re lucky enough to have a date as sexy as you they do ;)” He replied. Okay so maybe I’m not stupid.

“Would it be unladylike and presumptuous for me to be prepared for said occasion?” I texted back. Instead of texting my phone rang. I answered him quickly

“Hello?” I giggled.

“Hey Darlin’ I was just getting ready to come pick you up and I was thinking, Do you wanna stay at my place tonight?” I could hear the smirk in his voice.

“Sy,” I chuckled “You didn’t have to.” he shushed me.

“Listen baby, you don’t have to if you don’t want to, but the way we’ve been going at it this week, I figured I may as well formally ask.” He was holding back laughter.

“I’d be honored to stay with you tonight, I’ll pack a back,” I teased. He chuckled

“Good girl, I’ll see you in 20 baby,” we hung up and bit my lip shaking my head to myself. He was so damn cute! I finished getting ready and threw a few overnight essentials in a bag. Just as I was double checking everything there was a knock on my door. I grabbed my purse and bag and opened the door to see Sy with another bouquet of flowers and a big grin.

“Hey gorgeous! You ready?” He smiled. I nodded.

“Yeah! Those for me?” I blushed.

“Told ya, Gentleman always brings flowers on the first date.” He smirked proud of himself. They were a beautiful bouquet of yellow roses.

“Your momma raised a good man!” I smiled. “They’re beautiful, I’ll go put these in some water and we can go!” After I found a vase and set them on the counter next to last nights flowers we left for dinner. He took me to a local burger joint. It reminded me of one of the restaurants in Grease. He’d genuinely put thought into this! We ate dinner and even shared a milkshake.

“You’re such a dork!” I laughed when he leaned across the table to take a sip.

“You like it or you wouldn’t keep me around,” He joked.

“Yeah I guess you’re right.” He laughed and his eyes flickered to my lips.

“Hold still sugar, you got a little something,” He took his thumb and swiped the ice cream off my bottom lip and then brought it to his lips sucking it off. I swallowed hard and bit my lip “Got it,” He winked.

“Mmhmm, you did,” I stuttered.

After he paid for dinner he drove us to the bowling alley and we got set up on a lane for the night. We also got a little wrist band for the bar. “I”m gonna go get a beer sugar you want anything?” He asked.

“I’ll take a wine cooler, whatever they got!” I smiled. I set up our screen putting our names on the board and started our first game. I felt him wrap his arm around my waist and he pulled me close pressing a kiss to my neck.

“You ready?” he asked handing me my drink? I nodded biting my lip and trying to control my breathing. I didn’t want him to know how easy it was for him to make me lose my mind. He chuckled and kissed my cheek letting go of me and picked up his ball.

Sy was up first and I watched as he stepped up to the lane. He drew his arm back and let the ball come forward dropping it perfectly in the middle He hit all but two pins in the far left. Of course he was good at this. “Damn Sy, I didn’t realize you were a professional at every sport.” I joked. He chuckled.

“A couple buddies and I used to play on a league in high school. It’s been a while.” He picked up his ball again when it came back through and stepped up to the line again and it spiraled down and curved perfectly knocking down the last pins. “Guess I still got it!” He smirked. I rolled my eyes and took a sip of my drink. I grabbed my ball and stepped up to the line. Well, I’ve made myself look stupid before and he’s still here so, here’s to embarrassing myself! I threw the ball and it dropped hard immediately rolling toward the right gutter. I sighed heavy and dropped my head in shame. I could hear Logan trying not to laugh.

“Shut up,” I said when I turned around waiting for my ball.

“That was a good try,” He snickered.

“I’ll get the next one!” I said confidently. I did not. This one rolled more to the left skated along the edge and knocked down two pins. I winced but laughed at myself when I turned around.

“You hit em that time!” I laughed.

“We can’t all be perfect like you Sy!” I joked. He shook his head his chest shaking with laughter.

“I can help you if you want,” He smiled sweetly. I wasn’t going to give into him that easily. Not yet.

“No! I can do it,” I said stubbornly. He just laughed. We went on like that for a while. The next turn He bowled a strike. I knocked down 4. He picked up another spare. I got 6. He got another strike. I threw another gutterball. When it was my turn again I downed the rest of my drink and stood up grabbing the ball. I walked up to the line and stood their for a second. I stared at the pins and the turned back towards Sy and pouted.

“Okay I give up, help,” He smiled standing up from the table and walked up behind me.

“Come here baby, Stand a little more to the right of center.” He moved us over and grabbed my hip so I was completely pressed against him. He slowly ran his hand down my arm gently grabbing my wrist. Guiding it back to show me how to throw the ball. He was saying something but I honestly couldn’t hear the instructions he was giving over my heartbeat pounding in my ears. “Just like that and let it go okay.” he smiled. I nodded and he guidded me again helping me throw the ball. This time I knocked down all but one. “Thats my girl!” He said spinning me around and kissing me passionately. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders kissing him back. He pulled away quickly and smiled. “I knew you could do it.” We finished the first game and of course Sy had Won. He got me another drink and he switched to water so he could drive us home. The second drink was starting to hit and I kept calling him over to help me and teasing him by pressing my ass against him everytime he was behind me. At the end of the last game he was behind me helping me throw again. I was definitely a little buzzed.

I pressed my ass against him grinding against him to whatever song was playing on the old jukebox. But he was done with my teasing. He growled in my ear squeezing my hip tight. And after I let go of the ball he turned me around crashing his lips to mine. I smirked when we pulled away. “What do you think you’re doing darlin, hmm?” he smirked.

“Just having fun Sy,” I ran my hand down his chest and his stomach. He grabbed my wrist stoppinig me before I could get any further. I pouted. “Buzzkill,” He shook his head.

“You’re in for it when we get home darlin, don’t say I didn’t warn ya,” we left the bowling alley and got back in the truck. I was so excited for him to get us home.

“Such a naughtly little girl teasing me in public like that. You like misbehaving don’t you,” He growled when we were on the main road back home. His hand had been on my thigh the whole drive. His fingertips softly massaging the inside.

“I think you like it when I do,” I teased. I reached over and ran my had across his lap and smirked when I felt the bulge in his jeans. I playfully squeezed him and he cursed under his breath.

“What am I gonna do with you.” He groaned. He pulled into his drive way and threw it into park. He jumped out and ran to my side of the truck. I had just enough time to unbuckle my seatbelt before he pulled me out and threw me over his shoulder.

“Sy!” I laughed. He smacked my ass.

“You asked for this sugar!” He carried me into the house and took me straight to his bedroom. He dropped me on the bed and flipped me over onto my stomach. I squealed playfully as he pulled down my jeans and panties tossing them to the side. “You wanna be a brat and misbehave. You’re gonna learn baby.” He brought his hand down with a loud smack on my ass. “Bad girls get punished.” I could feel myself dripping already. God it was like he was straight out of a romance novel. But he was real. This was happening. He gave a hard slap to the other cheek and I whimpered. He rubbed over it soothing it gently. “You like this don’t you, when I take control?” I moaned inresponse.

“Words sugar,” He smacked my ass again and I yellped not ready for it.

“Yes Sir!” I choked out.

“That’s my good girl, now stay just like that, Ive been dying to bend you over all week.” I heard him unzip his jeans and then felt him press the head of his cock against my folds. He didn’t give me time to adjust this time. He just slammed into me.

“Fuck Sy!” I moaned as he started a relentless pace. He tangled his fingers in my hair as he fucked me from behind pulling me up against his chest.

“I love when your like this, when you’re so needy for me. You’ve been aching for my cock all week. And You’d do anything to get it.” I blushed. Fuck he was right. I moaned as he thrusted harder.

“Say it,” he growled in my ear.

“Mm fuck I need your cock Logan,” I moaned. I heard him groan and felt his fingers pressing against my clit as he reached around to help me reach my climax.

“I know baby, and you needed me to make you cum didn’t you, I’m gonna let you cum baby all you have to do is ask.” It felt so fucking good. He was so intense. His words his motions. The things he was doing to me was too much.

“Please Sy,” I begged.

“Please what baby?” He smirked as his thrusts became sloppy. I groaned feeling it build up inside me.

“Please let me cum!” I moaned. He Pushed me back down so my face was against the mattress and grabbed my hips thrusting into me.

“Let go baby, I gotcha, I’m right here baby, cum for me. “ his name tumbled from my lips as my walls clenched around him and I reached my climax. He wasn’t far behind. A few more thrusts and he was cumming inside me. Growling in my ear telling me how good I was.

“Fuck,” He breathed pulling out and laying on the bed next to me. He pulled me on top of him, combing his fingers through my hair. “Well, I’d say that went well,” He smirked. I shook my head trying to catch my breath.

“You’re an idiot.” I laughed.

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imfinereallyy · 1 year

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The Long Con

I saw this tik tok edit of Rachel McAdams in the movie Hot Chick where she gets a milkshake on house (and she's just totally playing the guy) and for some odd reason this spiraled me into thinking about Conman!Steve and Mob Boss!Eddie. So here is my brainrot I guess. Maybe I'll do more parts or make something longer on ao3 if people like it.

Steve wasn't one to not think things through. Yes, he was aware that it was a double negative. He played up the dumb part quite often, but Steve wasn't actually stupid. So it was all part of the game, really.

Steve loved the game. The rush, the push, and the pull of tricking someone, getting them for all their worth. Steve loved the game because it was fun. Steve loved the game because he got to use horrible people for his very lavish lifestyle. There was nothing like living rich by feeding off the rich. Well, he was trying to do that, at least. See, Steve, although good at what he did, he burned through money faster than you could say savings. It wasn't his fault, really. He used to be better at keeping track. Always made sure to have enough, just in case. Hadn't needed to worry about anyone but himself. Because the only thing Steve truly loved for a long time was the game itself.

But then he met people along the way, misfits and criminals like himself that he couldn't help spoiling. The only person who seemed to catch his problem was Robin, but even she couldn't resist a new hard drive for her computer. It's how she made her own money, after all.

Despite his problem with spoiling everyone, Steve always thought things through. He followed the rules of the game without rules and continued to fill his pockets, scamming the deserving and cruel. But sometimes, sometimes for Steve... his abilities and bad habits sometimes, well, overlapped. Sometimes, Steve could have been better at choosing the right people to care about. He was getting better at it, he swears. He let go of the wrong ones a long, long time ago.

But sometimes they came back begging.

Tommy had been someone from his life before. Before being on his own, back when purple and blue were his father's favorite colors to paint him with. It was a time before the game, a time that, although he tries to forget, had a grip on him.

So when Tommy called, seeking forgiveness, seeking help, Steve caved quickly. He would always be that same little boy, looking for love from a past that wasn't there. Tommy wasn't his parents, sure, but it was as close as he would get.

So, yes, steve normally thought things through, but there was the rare occasion, there was the exception to the rule, where Steve majorly fucked up.

He was in Boston when it happened. Even though years ago, Steve swears he would never be going back. He's in a small diner two blocks away from main street. And he had just finished getting Tommy's money back. Steve always celebrated with one of three things: drinks, sex, or milkshakes.

And Steve wanted out of Boston as fast as possible, so he went for his quickest and sometimes tastiest tradition.

"How much do I owe you?" Steve smiled innocently at the waiter, giving his best babygirl face.

The waiter bit his lips as he tried not to stare at Steve's mouth, "It's okay, it's on the house."

Steve licked part of his free milkshake off his finger, "Really?" Steve's voice was an octave higher just for the waiter. He could tell he was someone who had a preference for men, and most likely had a problem with letting go of his masculinity. So Steve knew the more feminine, the better. Steve couldn't help the sly grin that stretched across his face when the waiter got flustered. He was an attention whore; sue him.

His waiter—huh, Andy, according to his name tag—looked like he was about to say something when a throat cleared behind him.

"Andy, doll, you might be wanting to get back to the kitchen for a minute." A deep voice said behind Andy. It sent chills down Steve's spine. The Boston accent with a slight tilt of Irish was enough to captivate him. Andy moved faster than the speed of light at the command.

When Andy disappeared, with his tail between his legs no less, the most beautiful man Steve's ever seen revealed himself. A tall, pale, curly brunette stood before him in a suit with a ripped-up band tee underneath. It shouldn't look good, and it shouldn't look professional, but it did. Steve saw tattoos peeking out from exposed skin, piercings all over his ears, and enough jewelry to start a store. Steve was bewitched.

The mystery man smiled, hands in his pockets, and leaned down slightly into Steve's space. "Oh, sweetheart, I have been looking for you everywhere."

Steve stayed silent, drinking him in; he smelt of mint, smoke, and morning rain.

The man slid into the booth, put his arms on the table, and made a little beat with his knuckles on the plastic. Then, Steve noticed the words "Hell Fire" across his knuckles. Steve's heart sunk to his stomach. He had heard of those hands before. Those hands were famous.

The man leaned his face against his right fist. "Hell" pushed into his cheekbone. "The name is Eddie Munson, love." Eddie looked Steve up and down. "But I think you've already figured that out by now, haven't ya?"

Steve steeled himself. He should be okay. He hadn't wronged this man before, but something, something was telling Steve that he most definitely had. The look in his sweet abyss of eyes told him as much.

A smirk stretched across Eddie's face, and suddenly he kicked the leather bag next to Steve's feet under the table. Steve's cheek twitched slightly for a millisecond, but it was enough to give him away. "It seems here... like you and Hagan have stolen quite a bit of money from me." Eddie tsk-tsked while Steve's heart dropped from his stomach to his feet. Tommy screwed him.

"And that love, well, that just won't do."Steve had never seen such a sweet smile feel so deadly. "So, Sunshine, I am going to make you a deal, and you would be smart to take it."

Steve wasn't actually dumb, but yes, he most definitely did not think this through.

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Sooo thoughts? I was going to write more but if this was a flop, I didn't want to put my heart in soul into it. But I did spiral a bit with it. Whoops!

edit: I made some grammatical changes but that's it. I realized I kept switching tense changes when I was writing in present, so I changed it to past. I'm much more comfortable with it. Let me know if there are any more errors.

part 2: here

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missbabyjay · 1 year

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I Could Never Leave You Behind - Pedro Pascal x Reader

ANGST & FLUFF

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I'm just messing around with some random prompts, trying to improve my writing and step outside of my comfort zone! Hope you enjoy :)

Warnings/Content: Mature, Angst, Fluff, A little bit of spice, Alcohol

Summary: Your thoughts get the best of you, leaving you feeling confused... when all of a sudden Pedro arrives home earlier than planned.

Word Count: 1.5 K

Feel free to send me requests! I am writing for Pedro, Agent Whiskey, Javi Gutierrez, and Bill Hader hehe

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The warm, evening wind tickled your skin as you sat comfortably nuzzled in the corner of the loveseat that was placed on your balcony, facing the warm and mellow sunset as the day said goodbye. You were treating yourself to a glass of chilled pinot noir; your favourite. As you brought the delicate, crystal clear glass to your hungry lips you fiddled with the soft, plush blanket that wrapped around you - wishing the blanket would be replaced with your partner’s loving embrace.

As you continued to watch the sun die out behind the horizon you couldn’t help your mind from wandering. It had been a couple of months since you last saw Pedro - he was finishing up the filming for The Last Of Us, far away from you in Canada.

You knew what you were in for when you began seeing Pedro; he was constantly looking for new ways to branch out in his career, whether it was a new movie or an ongoing series he was already a part of. As much as you tried to understand, you couldn’t fully grasp the life of an actor. You were normal, for lack of a better word. You worked as an assistant for a local magazine in New York City. Sure, you lived what one could say was a “bustling NYC lifestyle”, but you weren’t a celebrity. You worked a regular schedule, and always had time for your personal life outside of your career. That was the big difference between the two of you.

You were longing for the touch of Pedro’s large hands on your body, caressing your soft skin while his lustful eyes soaked in your presence. The touch of his lips on yours… then your neck, lingering to your collarbone, trailing downwards…

Suddenly you were snapped out of your daze when your phone vibrated in your lap - indicating you were receiving a text. You sighed, using your free hand to gently toss over your phone so that you were facing the bright screen contrasting with the dusk of the night that had fallen over you.

Pedro: Mi Amor, I will be coming home in a few days. I can’t wait to see your beautiful face. I love you

You: Sounds good baby, I love you too.

Your eyes were locked with the words placed across your phone’s screen. You loved Pedro so much, but you were reaching a point of uncertainty. Constantly being away from each other for long periods of time was beginning to take a toll on your mental health. You knew you had the strength within you to overcome these feelings, but at this moment in time you couldn’t seem to find it. You were aching for him to be home, long enough for the two of you to enjoy what you thought would be a regular, domestic life.

You downed the remainder of your ruby red wine, quickly reaching for the sleek bottle to fill your glass again. The sun had completely set at this point, and you were accompanied by small, glowing lights you had placed on the railing of the balcony. You tried to clear your mind by scrolling on social media - catching up on celebrity gossip and trending tik-toks. Eventually the evening air chilled and you figured it would be time to make your way inside.

“9:05” read the clock on your phone screen. “Time for bed I guess,” you mumbled to yourself.

You gathered the lush blanket, tossing it over your shoulder, then grabbed the nearly empty wine bottle that sat in front of you. As you made your way inside you realised the effects of the liquids you had consumed seemed to have not hit you until you stood. You rubbed your temple, and then placed the blanket on the couch. You proceeded to the kitchen to grab yourself some water and a few Advil - hoping this would cure the hangover you were bound to have in the morning. As you were pouring the cold and transparent liquid into your tumbler cup you heard the door for your apartment open. “What the fuck?” you thought to yourself, until you were met with the voice of Pedro, “Mi amor!”. You set down the glass and hurried to see Pedro placing his luggage against the wall, tossing his shoes to the side.

“What are you doing here? We were just texting, you said you weren’t going to be home for a few days?” you said, looking at pedro with a confused look. The amount of wine you had drenched your system did not make this moment any more believable, “Am I really that drunk?” you thought to yourself.

“I wanted to surprise you baby,” he exclaimed as he approached you with open arms, eager to feel your body in his arms. But to Pedro’s surprise you broke down in tears.

An overwhelming feeling washed over you, leaving you to lose all control of your emotions. Your vision became blurred as tears took over your eyes, your heart rate rose to an extreme level indicating you were experiencing a panic attack. Your body froze, and you were unable to move leaving you locked in the moment.

Pedro rushed to you, encapsulating you within his large arms. “Woah, baby, what’s going on?” he said as he caressed your head, rubbing his thumb against your cheek. You melted into him, not being able to put together a sentence. He let you unleash your feelings until you were able to control yourself, pulling away from him when you were capable.

You grabbed Pedro’s hand, leading him to the couch. The man felt an immense amount of confusion, unable to connect any dots. His mind began racing at a speed that matched the racing thoughts controlling your mind at the moment; the both of you feeling overwhelmed.

“I don’t know if I can do this P,” you began, seeing his face instantly drop.

“What do you mean you can’t do this? Do you mean you and I?” His voice was trembling, and he began to feel heat gathering in his chest. He had no clue where this came from.

“Not seeing you for months is so painful. I crave your presence. Texts and calls aren’t enough. I feel like you don’t have time for me, but I don’t want to stop you from the successful career you have built for yourself,” you said between gasps, slowly gathering yourself more and more.

Pedro grabbed both of your hands, and locked eyes with you. You could see the fear plastered on his face - this was not what he was expecting to come home to. “Mi amor, I don’t know where this is coming from. We have been living like this for over a year now… have you felt this way the entire time?”

You shrugged, leaving Pedro in a puddle of turmoil. You couldn’t put your finger on the reason why you suddenly felt these feelings - and you hated the state you were putting Pedro in.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have even brought this up. This was stupid. The last few months have been tough here at home and I am just overthinking things. I feel like I don’t deserve to be with someone who lives the lifestyle you live,” you mumbled, looking down and shaking your head in hopes of your thoughts disappearing.

Pedro took one of his hands and placed it on your cheek, before he spoke he kept his eye contact with you - giving you a gentle, yet sad smile, “Baby, you deserve everything you want. I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you. You are so understanding and supportive… I can’t imagine living without you, mi corazon.”

His pet names for you always sent shivers down your spine, leaving you in a pile of mush. Just hearing his reassurance allowed the tension in your body to be released, and although you still felt a sliver of those negative feelings, you wanted to do everything and anything for that man.

You reached forward to lock your lips with Pedro’s. The warmth of your alcohol ridden cheeks radiating on to him, causing him to feel weak. Wrapping your arms around his neck you closed in the space between the two of you; this was the first time you had touched in what felt like a thousand trips around the sun. You soaked in his scent, and the feeling of his arms wrapped around you. The kiss quickly became heated; Pablo slowly led you to lay on the coach as laid overtop of you.

Pedro released his lips from yours, gently placing his forehead on yours, “I promise you are worth everything to me, princesa. My life would be incomplete without you… as well as quiet,” he chuckled, “And why would I want that?” he finished with a cheeky smile. You giggled, and pulled him back towards your lips.

Relationships are a tough thing to navigate, but the passion that burned between the two of you was irreversible at this point. You would rather manoeuvre the ups and downs of life with Pedro at your side, even if that didn’t mean he was always physically there.

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jungwnies · 2 years

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wanting a baby — TXT headcanon

synopsis ― pranking txt saying "i want a baby" pairing ― fem!reader x tomorrow by together

warnings ― suggestive content + pregnancy requested ― yes, tysm anon for this request; it was really cute and fun to write >.< word count ― to be determined

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YEONJUN ―

"baby" your hand wraps around yeonjun's arm as you lean your head against his shoulder

"hm?" he says putting his arm around you as he made himself comfortable on the couch

you look up him, a sight easy on the eyes, "i want a baby."

yeonjun sits up straight and sits you up properly, his hands are on your shoulders now and he looks you dead in the eyes, "you're joking."

you shake your head, giving him the most serious look you could ever give him, "wouldn't it be so cute to have a little mini me or a mini yeonjun running around?"

yeonjun picks you up quickly throwing you over his shoulder, "babe where are you taking me."

"i'm taking you to a place where i can fuck a baby into you." he says walking towards the bedroom.

you bust out laughing and squirming trying to get out of his tight hold, "baby i was just jokinggg" you tell him still fighting his grip.

"then we can practice for the day you actually want a baby," he says throwing you onto the bed.

SOOBIN ―

"binnie, look at this video." you scoot over to your boyfriend and show him the baby video on your phone.

soobin giggles laughing at the small figure on your phone, and you look at him in adoration, "love, i want a baby."

soobin stops his giggles and looks at you, "what?"

"a baby, like a mini me or you running around, wouldn't a baby be so cute?" you say pushing the phone closer to his eyes

soobin laughs, "aren't we too young for a baby, and we're not even married, and i just want to make sure you're really ready for one, i just-" you cut him off halfway through his rant and place a kiss on his lips.

"i was just joking baby" you laugh putting your phone down to hold his hand.

"you made me panic" soobin pouts placing his face into the crook on your neck, he places a soft kiss on your shoulder.

you laugh and put your hand on his back, "you're already as high maintenance as a baby soob." you joke.

BEOMGYU ―

you and beomgyu sat on the couch comfortably watching tik-toks

with a little scrolling it wasn't long until you came across the infamous baby videos

"babe, aren't babies so cute?" you say as you watch the babies on your screen.

gyu looks at you with a disgusted face, "no." he jokes before laughing

you smack your boyfriend in the arm softly, "shut up, they're cute."

gyu continues to laugh before placing a kiss on your forehead, "not as cute as you."

a blush spreads across your face, "gyu i want a baby." you say as you put the phone down on your lap

beomgyu looks at you with an eyebrow raised and a slightly weirded out face, "don't you think we're too young?"

"age is just a number."

beomgyu laughs before calming himself down, "let's get married first, but we can always practice how to make a baby."

he leans into you placing a kiss on your lips, his arm snaking around to place his hand on the small of your back.

TAEHYUN ―

it was all just innocent netflix watching before a cute baby popped up in the scene, “awww tyun look at the baby it reminds me of you”

tyun looks at you in concern, “how does that thing remind you of me?”

you laugh, “you’re like a baby sometimes” you say to the boy before pulling him into your tight grasp smothering him in kisses

tyun tries to escape your kisses but ultimately fails, “maybe we should have a baby” you say pausing the show.

taehyun looks at you shocked, “i’m not enough?”

“but wouldn’t a mini tyun or mini me be cute?” you tell him with big puppy eyes.

“maybe in a few years, we’re twentyyyy”

“i guess you’ll do for now.” you say before smothering him in your kisses once again basically tackling him on the couch where you once sat comfortably

eventually he broke out of your grasp and tackled you playfully, “i love you so much.”

HUENING KAI ―

“hyuka you’re baby pictures are so cute” you told him as you scrolled through the big photo book

huening kai gives you a small laugh and points at one of the pictures, “i was like 3 years old here.”

you flipped through the book and looked at each page in complete adoration

“it makes me want a baby.” you say as you close the book fully, “it would be so cute to have a mini kai running around the house.”

kai looks at you with a slight blush on his face, “i can be your baby.” as he does some aegyo

you playfully hit his arm, “you’re getting old, i can see the gray in your hair already.”

kai laughs before pulling you into his tight hood, “arent my plushies enough?”

you laugh, “babe, a baby, A BABY.” you say pinching his cheek

dramatically he fakes cries, “but i want to be the only one deserving of your love.”

you plant a kiss on his lips before pulling away, “i’ll always love you.”

“maybe i’ll forgive you for breaking my heart in exchange for another one of those kisses.” he says pointing at his lips

you tackle him onto the ground smothering him with kisses before pulling away, “we can have a baby once my hair falls out.” he says as you put the baby albums away

“it’s already falling out with the amount of dyeing you’re doing to it.” you joke

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rosepascal · 9 months

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beekeeping age || Joel Miller x Reader

a/n: okay this is a stupid fun fic of Joel reading thirsty tik tok comments because I thought it would be funny. Also Sarah and Ellie are 18 and Joel is in his 40's now

warnings: thirsty comments about joel

this ones for u @huffle-punk @jupiter-soups @living-for-jesus-and-telenovelas

You told Sarah this was a bad idea but her and Ellie are deadest on it. There was no way Joel was going to go for it once she told him what it was but deep down you kind of wanted to watch just to see how Joel would react.

Truthfully you don't really get Tik Tok. You have it but mostly just scroll for the recipes and book recs. Sipping on your drink you watch as Sarah and Ellie bombard their dad who had just come downstairs.

"What are you asking me to do?" He asks confused.

"Just react to some comments that's all." Sarah smiles widely as she holds her phone up.

Joel looks over to Ellie who was looking around the room. Smiling as innocently as she can when she meets Joel's eyes. Joel then looks to you, normally the girls let you in on their schemes but you just shrug. He narrows his eyes in suspicion but relents.

"Fine. Does this have to do with that app you're always on?" He asks as he sits on the couch. Sarah and Ellie sitting on either side of him.

"Yep." Sarah smiles as she opens up Tik Tok.

She's gotten kind of popular but when she posted a video of her and Ellie and Joel popped up in the background, her notifications blew up. At first her and Ellie thought it was weird to see so many people thirsting for their dad and yeah, its still weird but some of the comments were so unhinged that it became funny.

So what else could they do but make Joel read some of them. Ellie scrolled through and picked a few. They refused to show you the ones they picked, telling you that you'd have to wait and watch yourself. Joel puts his arms on top of the couch, spreading his legs out a little as he watches Sarah press record.

"Ready dad?" She asks as she starts the green screen.

"I guess." She pulls up the first one and Joel squints his eyes to read it.

"Why is your dad kinda...?" He reads in the most monotone voice.

"Am I kinda what?" He asks as Sarah and Ellie look at each other.

"And what does the two fingers point at each other mean?" He turns to Ellie who can't hide her laughter.

You bite your lip to hide your chuckles, it's not often that Joel is this lost about something. It's pretty funny. He shakes his head and asks for the next one.

"Okay okay here." Ellie shows him the next one.

"Y'all looking for a new step mom?" Joel's eyes widen a little as he reads it.

His eyes dart to you for a brief moment, silently praying for you to save him from this embarrassment. He clears his throat and looks at the camera.

"No. They're not." Sarah swipes to the next one and tries to hide her giggles.

"Your dad is such a dilf." He pauses for a second before sighing. He thinks he knows what that means and it's, flattering?

"Uh thanks, I think." He rubs his jaw and sits up a little straighter.

Now that word you do know and it makes you laugh. It's not loud enough to be heard by Sarah's phone but Joel hears it. He looks at you with a combination of confusion and embarrassment. They aren't wrong though. That man is a dilf.

"How many more of these are there?" He asks and Ellie smirks.

"Well we got like two hundred comments but these are the best ones."

"Two hundred?!" Joel asks in disbelief. Ellie waves him off as Sarah shows him the next one. She's struggling to hide her laugh as Joel reads the comment.

"Beekeeping age." Is all it says.

"The hell does that mean? I don't keep bees." Joel looks to Sarah who bursts out in laughter and then to Ellie who's hiding her face in her hands.

You tilt your head in confusion. You've never heard that one before. Pulling out your phone you google it real quick. As you read the definition you still don't fully get it but from what you could gather, Joel does fit that description.

"I don't get it." He scrunches up his eyebrows.

"Guess what it means." Sarah says and he shrugs his shoulders.

"I'm old? I don't know."

"I'll show you video later." Ellie says and he just gives up trying to understand whatever the hell that means.

"Last one." Ellie shows him her phone and he takes it from her hands. Moving his head back to read it properly.

"I want your dad to-" He stops and reads the rest of the comment in silence.

He drops Ellies phone and sighs, throwing his head back on the couch, dragging a hand across his face. He really doesn't understand the internet anymore.

"Alright I'm done." He gets off the couch and walks towards you.

"No dad come back!" Sarah pleads but he shakes his head. A small smile on his face as she pouts.

"Absolutely not, you get that thing away from me." He says pointing at her phone. After more laughter Sarah stops the video and uploads it with the caption I think you guys broke my dad.

"Thanks dad!" Sarah and Ellie run up to hug him, practically tackling him with their love.

"I'm too damn old for this," He mutters as he hugs them back.

"Can't wait to do a part two." They two girls run off to Sarahs room as Joel processes what they said.

"Hey! Get back here!" He yells after them but they ignore him. Joel sighs and sits back on the couch.

"What did the last comment say?" You ask as you join him on the couch. Setting your cup down you wrap your snuggle close to him and he shudders.

"You don't want to know."

"Oh I think I do." He glares playfully at you which makes you laugh.

"And what the hell is beekeeping age?" He asks, completely lost at the concept. He's cute like this. He wraps an arm around your waist as he mumbles to himself about those comments.

"Am I really a dilf?" He's genuinely concerned when he asks that you find it endearing.

"Yes Joel, you are a dilf." You kiss his cheek and he straightens up a little bit.

Hearing stuff like that from strangers on the internet is weird, but coming from you, now that's a compliment.

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vclvetfleur · 10 months

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Obedient Chapter 10

roman roy x fem!reader

Summary: A week has gone by since you and Roman had argued and you both refuse to let it go. He even had resorted to ignoring you and making your job difficult. You get an offer from Kendall and take it.

TW: dr*g and alcohol abuse

Note: I had such a difficult time trying to figure out how to close this era off to the next. But thank you tik tok for giving me an idea.

Chapter 10: Nut milk

You and Roman hadn’t spoken to one another in over a week. You turned down Shiv’s dinner request, knowing it would be too soon to be around Roman for that long after just spending your morning and afternoon with him. You just thought it was for the best to give him that space. But in return of that, you were spending more time with Jess. You felt guilty though. You constantly lied to her about what happened with Roman. You just passed it off as you both saying very nasty things to each other because Roman was upset about the CEO position being taken away from him. Jess felt sorry for you. It had really taken a toll on you that even Kendall mentioned it. He offered to bring you on his morning runs, but you weren’t up for it. But he did finally come up with an offer you were willing to take.

Since Kendall began seeing Naomi Pierce, they’ve been both falling into bad habits. Their dynamic basically consisted of binges and partying together. He thought it’d be great to invite you out since he had tried to promise you that his idea of fun wasn’t as boring as you assumed it would be. You fought with the idea for a bit before accepting his offer.

You had gotten ready in your normal clothes for the first time in a while. This was the only time you had didn’t feel the need to dress up professionally. You had asked Jess to tag along, but she felt a bit burned out to go out to a party that realistically was going to last awhile. Kendall’s car was going to be there soon. He had brought a few more people out with them, which were all of Naomi’s friends that she felt comfortable sharing her relapse with. She wasn’t willing to let the news break out like the last time. Which she blamed ATN for. You made final edits to your appearance before finally rushing out of the apartment. You had gotten into the limo the Kendall sent out. No one was in there though. I guess you were the only one who lived farther from them. I mean, you did live in Brooklyn, and they probably were in Manhattan. But eventually the car filled up. You had just chatted with the girls that came in, pouring drinks for each other and laughing. They weren’t typically your type of people, but a night out could be fun with them. As long as they didn’t act too out of line. But everyone stopped as the host of the night, Kendall and Naomi got into the car. He seemed a lot more jumpy than he has ever been. He spoke a lot quicker too and seemed to stumble on his own words a lot. You had spent enough time in the club scene to see what was happening. He had just done a couple of lines with Naomi before getting in the car. You just decided to not say much. It wasn’t really your business. He had relapsed long ago, you knew that. Maybe he was handling his addiction better? You tried to rationalize it. Kendall kept encouraging everyone to do shots, even you. “Come on! One more before we go in.” Kendall encouraged. One of Naomi’s friends had poured everyone one before raising hers in the air. “One! Two! Three!” One of them counted before they all downed your shot. You were psyching yourself out before taking the shot down. You dry heaved from the taste of it. “Isn’t fancy tequila supposed to go down easier?” You coughed, grabbing a soda to drink to get rid of the flavor that was still on your tongue. The car stopped, but you fixed your lipstick before getting out with everyone. Kendall made sure to watch over you tonight. He wasn’t sure what you were really prepared for and how much you were willing to even be around. He also did have some care for you after having to see you constantly. He didn’t want to leave you behind. He spoke to the bouncer before leading you all in, keeping Naomi on his arm. You were let into a dark room before the doors open to reveal lights flashing everywhere. There were people covering the entire floor, either dancing or making out with a stranger they had just met. You hadn’t gone out in a while actually. Not since you left college a couple months ago. You had no one to go with. And you were too stressed out. But you use to go out 2 or 3 times a night. “You alright?” Kendall shouted over the music into your ear. You nodded, raising a thumbs up. “Our table is gonna be over there. So just order from there. It’s all on me.” He told you. You appreciated the sentiment. Once you adjusted to the environment, you loosened up. You went into the crowd, dancing with yourself or whoever was willing to join you. Every so often Naomi’s friends would join with you or wonder around and discover more stuff in the club. You had gotten a few drinks, downing some shots to keep your energy up. You knew you’d crash eventually, but you weren’t slowing down anytime soon. After a while of going around, you decided to find Kendall. Luckily for you, he had been looking for you as well. You walked to him, his arm wrapping around your shoulder as he brought you over to Naomi. “Hiiii my gorgeous girl.” Naomi giggled, pinching your cheeks. You were too drunk to even understand your surroundings. “Where have you been tonight? Me and Sophia had just scored some coke, if you’re up for it.” She tried to test out if you’d join or not. Kendall wasn’t sure where you stood with drugs, but it couldn’t hurt to try.

But you were in a place to want to keep excitement in your body. “How long til it gets here?” You asked her. She smiled, looking at Kendall then at you. “20 more minutes.” She told you. You nodded, agreeing to the offer. You had taken a few hits of poppers from strangers today. You weren’t oppose to it. Plus, Kendall could probably afford coke that wasn’t laced with anything. Thankfully Naomi’s friend, Alisson, knew what was going to go down for the night and brought test strips with her.

“Come on, dance with me till it gets here.” You giggled, dragging Naomi away from Kendall. She laughed, putting her hand on your shoulder as you pushed through the crowd to find enough room for the two of you. You listened to the music, moving your body to the beat of it, not caring who was looking or judging you. You finally broke out of your shell that Roman had created. Being around the Roy’s made you feel so self-conscious of how you acted or dressed, but in a setting like this, it didn’t matter when they were just as much of a mess as you were. After dancing to 3 songs, Naomi broke it short, saying her dealer was here. You both rushed out, you stumbling a little. You sat back with Kendall and Naomi and her two friends had gone out to meet with him.

“You look like you’re having fun. I-uh- I feel like I hadn’t seen you smile-y’know since Nan’s.” Kendall expressed to you. You shrugged, slumped on the couch that was in Kendall’s paid section of the club. “Well, you can thank your dumbass little brother for that.” You giggled, grabbing the alcohol that was on the table, pouring cranberry and vodka into a cup before sipping on it to make sure it tasted good enough. You laid back, looking up at Kendall. “Give it up to Roman for ruining things.” Kendall put his glass up to make a toast on Roman’s behalf. You laughed loudly, probably cause of the alcohol, clinking his glass with yours. “What even- “He started before Naomi came in, tapping you both on the shoulder. She directed her head to the direction of somewhere more private. They couldn’t risk pictures leaking out. The club was huge, there were multiple rooms that had some kind of privacy to them. You followed them as they lead you and 2 other girls to a room that was small, but quiet enough. Naomi cut up lines for everyone, preparing some of it and testing to make sure it was good enough to even sniff. It was. But she couldn’t be too stupid. Naomi leaned forward and took a line before the rest of them took a turn, leaving you last. You held the rolled up dollar bill to your nose, leaning forward and inhaling it. You pinched the bridge of your nose, sniffling to make sure you had gotten it through your nose. It felt a bit like a burning sensation. You just had to wait 2 or 5 minutes before it was going to actually start to kick into gear.

“Have you ever done this kind of stuff y/n?” Naomi asked with a little smirk on her lips. “I mean I did a lot of regrettable things in college.” You laughed, palming your nose. You let your hand drop down. Naomi couldn’t stop laughing. You think it finally had hit her. Her high started. Before you knew it yours did too. You all had about 40 minutes before you come down. But Kendall and Naomi weren’t going to wait for it. They had drawn more lines, offering you some. You took the offer. Your body felt a jolt in itself as you had felt as though you were on cloud nine. Your body had a lightness to it. The rest of the night went on, you all just come back and then going out to dance and cause some kind of issue for yourselves. You and Kendall sat together alone, him finally having a come down. It was 3 am, Naomi was almost ready to leave, but was holding out for her friend who was busy with some guy.

“So what happened between you and Rome? You both seemed to be in some kind of fucking little honeymoon phase.” Kendall wondered; his sunglasses put on in an indoor setting to hide what utter shit he looked like after treating his body like that. “I mean- you both- come on.” Kendall teased. “You both basically eye fucked all day.” He wouldn’t let it go.

You would’ve never said this. But you weren’t in the headspace to even talk about anything serious. You had an awareness to you, but your mouth moved faster than your mind. “Roman and I kissed.” You confessed. Kendall shot up, clapping his hands together once. “I fucking knew it. So what? What’s wrong?” He was trying to invade your personal boundaries, but it was just nice to be able to even say anything to anyone. “I uh- well the next morning- I told him we couldn’t do that anymore.” You shrugged. Kendall laughed in disbelief. You were happy that someone finally knew. “Don’t tell Jess.” You begged him. He crossed his chest, making sure you knew he was keeping the secret with him.

“Well, did you want to kiss him?” Kendall was deeply curious. He didn’t see why Roman out of all people. Yeah, it was his brother, but he knew Roman’s personality mostly ruined every relationship he was in. “Yea. But that’s not the point. I just- it’s wrong, right? Me kissing my boss?” You asked him realistically. It was ethically and morally wrong, but it was something you wanted. There was no pressure. But it was social pressure of how you’d be treated. But regardless, you did want him in that way.

“Fuck no!” Kendall went on and tried to break down his thoughts people being upset about that were at the end of the day pussies. “Do you still want him?” Kendall egged you on. You nodded, admitting it to yourself finally. “You should go to his house.” Kendall continued to egg you on. You weren’t sure it was a good idea, but you took a shot of liquid courage and got up. “Wait- are you actually?” He laughed, wanting up with you. You nodded before grabbing your things. “Thank you for the best advice I could ask for Ken.” You hugged him before leaving him alone in the room. He was in complete disbelief that you would actually take his advice in any consideration; nonetheless you did. Roman’s house was just 10 blocks away, so it was about a 15 minute walk. You stumbled down the streets of New York, drunkenly laughing to yourself. You decided to even call Roman to at least give him a heads up. But he never responded. Regardless of you laughed and practically shouted at your phone to let you in when you finally get there. Before you knew it, you were at Roman’s building. You gave your name to the front desk, they’ve seen you before multiple times, letting you in easily. You had gone up to his floor, stepping out of the elevator and knocked on his door. You had probably been standing there for a good 5 minutes before you saw the lights come on in the hallways. Roman had been asleep, hearing buzzing and slamming on his door. He looked around, rubbing his face before finally sitting up in his empty bed. He looked at his phone, seeing a miss call from you, along with a voicemail. He got up, putting on some lounge pants and shirt before going downstairs. He played the voicemail, hearing a lot of laughing and giggling through his phone’s speaker. He could barely understand what you were saying before hearing you stop giggling as much before. “Okay! Byeeeeee! See you soon!” You then broke out into laughter. He turned on the lights in the apartment each time he entered the room before stopping at the door. He leaned up to the peep hole to see you waiting there patiently for him. He opened the door, being met with you coming inside immediately. You wreaked of booze. “Did you just rob a liquor store? It’s 4 am, they’re not even open now. What the fuck are-?” he asked before you shut the door behind the two of you. You laid on his wall, looking up at him suggestively, grabbing the end of his shirt, pulling him lightly close to you.

“You knoooow, I really wanted to fuck you the other night.” You confessed to him, stumbling on your words as you did, not only because of the alcohol, but you did do another line on your way here. You had stolen their little baggie before leaving Kendall. And the shot wasn’t entirely helping your nerves.

“Fucking haha, very funny joke. Get the fuck out y/n.” he rolled his eyes, turning his head away from you. But you ignored him, keeping your hands to fidget with his shirt.

“Noooo, I’m serious. Come on, you wanted to fuck me too.” You poked his stomach. He flinched, grabbing your hand to prevent you from touching his stomach like that again. He looked down at you as you gave him the goofiest smile unconsciously.

“It isn’t professional.” He mimicked your voice. He assumed you had been out and gotten a bit tipsy. You did smell, but it could’ve also been all the alcohol that accidentally spilled onto you the whole evening.

“Fuck professional. I want you right now.” You laughed, pulling him in before kissing him. You wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer to you. Roman could help himself. His hands landed down to your hips, pulling you close to him as your lips moved together, craving one another. It seemed like nothing was gonna tear you both from one each other. He was still mad, but he craved your touch more than ever. He couldn’t ignore how good you had made him feel that night. He just wanted one more night to feel that way again. He knew this was just as big as a mistake as you did. But he knew this could end badly if he continued on. He pulled away from you. You looked up at him desperately, trying to get him to kiss you again, but he shook his head no. “Come on, let’s get you sobered up.” He sighed. He let his hand out, offering it to you. You took it as he helped you walk to the kitchen. He made sure you didn’t trip as you hopped up on the chair that he had at his island. He grabbed you a cup of water, handing it off to you. “There uh- another room on this floor. I’m going to bed since you woke me up with your late night booty call.” He tried to make you laugh, but right now you’d laugh at anything he said. He tried to make sure you got into his guest bedroom bed safe enough before leaving you alone. He laid you on your side, leaving a trash can from the bathroom on the side for you just in case. He went upstairs to his bedroom, laying back down in his bed. He wanted to hold you, but knew once you woke up, you’d freak out on him. There was no way you were gonna remember any of this. Fortunately for Roman, you had passed out once you laid down. You were in a deep sleep. And you had been for most of the morning. You had woken up at 11:40 with Roman in his common area, just close enough to make sure you were okay. He even had run down to the store to get you some milk that you’d actually drink in your coffee in the morning. He grabbed whatever he saw that wasn’t cow’s milk. He even grabbed a croissant that was in a wrapper. He assumed croissants didn’t need any animal products to be made.

You got up with a massive headache and your whole body feeling extremely sore from the night before. You groaned, holding your body as close to yourself as possible. Roman heard the groveling, getting up to go to your room. “Good morning, how was your shift at the bar?” He tried to ease you into what had happened the night prior. “Uh-I have-uh fucking aspirin if you want.” He offered, seeing your glass from last night was still full. You looked up at him before covering your face in complete embarrassment of what you did last night. You remembered everything. You didn’t regret what you did, just how you did it. “Are we even now that you rejected me?” You asked, pulling your hands away from your face, looking at Roman with a pout on your lips. Your eyes were too tired to fully open either. The glass walls didn’t help either.

“Yeah-yeah, you’re forgiven. Uh- here, lets get you up, huh?” He passed the conversation back to you. You nodded, slowly getting up, sitting on the edge of the bed. He helped you up, your legs feeling as if they had been beaten with a bat. They wobbled before finally getting a grasp of it. “I’m fine. Uh- do you have a toothbrush I can use?” You asked him. Your breath smelt terrible. It was a mix of morning breathe and liquor residue. He nodded before rushing back to where he left the bag of shit he got for you. He also made sure to get you a toothbrush. He brought it back as you had made your way to the bathroom already. Your makeup was a complete mess. You washed your face, hearing Roman come in. He set the brand new toothbrush down before sitting on the large counter. “So wanna talk about last night?” He wondered.

You looked up at him, your lips in a tight line. “Can we just have a nice moment again before it goes to shit again?” You begged. He nodded and left you alone. You brushed your teeth and left the bedroom to see Roman pouring himself coffee that he just made you. You went over and grabbed yourself a mug before pouring yourself a cup. “Wanna check the fridge?” He hinted to you. You gave him a questioning look before going to the fridge to see almond milk in the fridge. You weren’t the biggest fan, but the sentiment was kind. You turned to him with endearment. “Thank you, Rome.” You gave him a smile before pouring it into your coffee. “Yeah- shut up.” He pretended to be annoyed. You sat down at the counter, sipping on your coffee. “Uh- I got you a croissant too.” He slid it over to you. Your smile grew, but you suppressed it, trying not to entirely hurt his feelings before breaking the bad news to him.

“Uh- Rome, croissants have egg in them. And butter. And milk. But thank you.” You finally giggled. He quickly grabbed it, calling it bullshit before reading the back to see the allergy warning ‘Contains : Milk and Eggs’. He made an annoyed sound, putting it down.

“Is fucking everything made with that? Fuck- how do you live?” He took his annoyance on you. You put your hand over his and tried to give him a reassuring smile. He pulled away though.

“Rome, I meant what I said last night. I really do want you. I talked about it with someone, and they made me realize that I-uh- that I should stop myself for what a possible outcome could be.” You smiled, finally letting it off your chest. You waited for his reaction. He just stood there and tried to process it. “I’ve liked you for a while, I just didn’t realize until that day and I got scared.” You continued. You hated how silent he was. It made you anxious. You tried to cover the silence with your voice, but Roman finally came to a conclusion.

“Uh- well. I do think you were right. I think it could really hurt both your and my reputation. Fucking-y’know with all that shit about oh abuse of power or whatever the fuck.” He finally gave his answer. He looked over at you, trying to see how you’d respond. You were definitely disappointed and hurt. This is probably how Roman felt the other day. You felt such a large range of emotions. Embarrassed for even putting yourself out there and for kissing him last night. A lot of resentment for Kendall for talking you into it. But a lot of just- sadness I guess- because you wanted to yell at Roman but had no right to. It wasn’t on him.

“Alright- well… I’m uh- I’m sorry for uh- y’know. All that.” You tried to get over the rejection quickly. Roman let out a brief sigh watching as you shifted in your seat. You tried to make it seem as though it didn’t entirely effect you. But it did.

“I-I don’t wanna stop though. If you- only if- you really wanted to take advantage of your boss or whatever the fuck.” He eluded to keeping things private between the two of you. Little sessions and romantic gestures but kept privately. “We don’t need to have sex per say” He tried to dodge that awkward talk of his inability to even have sex hardly ever. “And how would that exactly work?” You asked him, you weren’t entirely sure of what he was even trying to say. “Well-“ He tried to think, walking over to you, laying his hands onto your thighs. He looked at your lips before finally speaking once again. “Maybe just-like this.” He said, laying a hand over your cheek before laying his lips onto yours again. You melted into the kiss, being so much softer yet passionate. You leaned in, moving him in between your legs. Shortly the kiss was cut, you biting down on your bottom lip and looking at Roman as you both shared a mutual understanding of whatever this was going to be. “Well- I guess I’m fine with taking advantage of my poor boss.” You joked before laying one last kiss onto his lips. But Roman couldn’t be in a serious. “Ugh- I can taste that fucking nut water.” You couldn’t help but laugh before drinking your coffee in front of him.

“You’re fucking gross.” You mumbled.

Chapter 11

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The sully’s arrive and they agree to learn the metkayina ways but they struggle with a problem, Ao’nung the longer they stay the more trouble he causes but what happen when his rut causes an even more intense issue.

Credit to tik tok for the insults

Warning: teenage pregnancy, smut

Side note: this story switches between my pov as narrator and yours

It took everything in your power not to cry when leaving the forest, it was a tough trip with the rain, strong winds, and other things challenging you it was like eywa didn’t wan’t you to leave.

As soon as your family stepped on the sand you were surrounded, you took notice of the looks of curiosity, confusion, and fear it made you feel like a fish out of water.

Soon the crowd parted, you watched as two boys walked through, one was tall he had a bun, while the shorter one had free curls.

Your older brother Neteyam gave the “I see you” sign only for them not to return it and just stare at him, honestly it angered you they didn’t know you well enough to have a problem, hell you just got here so why treat us like that.

Other than your brother trying to be respectful and these dickheads not showing the same you hear “is that supposed to be a tail how are they supposed to swim” followed by laughter lo’ak was about to say something but Neteyam stopped him, he was about to turn around and tell you not to say anything until a girl walked up hitting the boys “do not Ao’nung, Rotxo”! Making the boys scoff and avoid eye contact.

Without a second thought you mumbled “I don’t wanna hear anything from fish lips he looks like he eats rocks” Neteyam quickly turned around scolding you while lo’ak laughter and the girl giggled.

The boy who you now knew was Ao’nung looked at you with a glare as Rotxo was trying to hold back his laughter he was gonna say something back until he heard lo’ak tell his sister “hey” before hearing her giggle causing both him and Rotxo to turn with glares.

Soon the ocean of na’vi parted and a male walked through, your father did the “I see you” notion then gave you all a look to tell you to do the same, immediately you and your siblings did what you were told to, “I see you Tonowari oleyktan of the metkayina.”

Soon there was a hiss and then a very obviously pregnant woman walked through the crowd, your father once again did the “I see you” notion followed by the words “I see you Ronal tsahik of the metkayina” the woman only glanced at him not returning the gesture, honestly you could see where Ao’nung got his disrespect from.

After a little your dad convinced them to let you stay it was announced that his daughter tsireya and son Ao’nung would be showing you guys around and teaching you the way of water, Ao’nung tried to refuse but was cutoff by his father.

After they led us to our marui, we were informed we’ll begin our lessons in the afternoon, once we got packed dad gave us a speech about how we have to pull our weight, then we went on our way to the shore for our lessons,

When we met at the shore they jumped in the water as me and my siblings looked at each other for a minute until they signaled for us to dive in as well, lo’ak and Neteyam jumped in first, the first thing that came to my mind was “why the hell did Neteyam run like that”

Soon me,kiri, and tuk followed, immediately I was swept away by the beauty of the sea the fierceness, creatures, and the beauty of the waves. I had already realized my siblings were gone but I knew they were fine they were with tsireya.

As I was swimming I noticed kiri, gently tapping her shoulder, she turned she turned to me and smiled she was looking at an creature so beautiful it was ethereal, I returned her smile before we both loved on continuing to explore.

We noticed there was I clicking sound I turned my head first, there were two beautiful creatures, I was drawn more to the one on the right and by the way it started swimming to I guessed it was the same, instead of immediately bonding I swam with it for a while wanting to build a non physical bond.

Not long after I bonded with it we were slowly swimming around, kiri and hers as well.

Soon we all went back to the shore, as we made it back to the beach the group got in a circle.

“ you have bonded with ilu now we will work on your breathing” tsireya said, that’s mostly how that day went learning to ride ilu, learning sign language, and watching lo’ak get flustered as tsireya helped him.

It had been a few days since we’d been here me and kiri were just minding our business, kiri was listening to eywa’s heartbeat, it amazed me how strong her connection with the great mother was, I only had a strong connection with the animals and nature not her spirit, while she did that I was watching a sea creature burrow itself in the sand.

Suddenly a shadow loomed over us followed by muffled words and laughs, I already knew who it was but I ignored them but kiri didn’t I watched as she got out the water signaling she was ready to leave, I quickly got up not wanting to be stuck here with HIM alone.

As we were trying to walk away Ao’nung grabbed my hand yanking me to him while one of his roach looking friends yanked my tail, I was quick to get my tail free and hiss at the boy before pushing Ao’nung.

Then I noticed one of them messing with kiri while the other laughed and quickly pulled her back and hissed, Ao’nung was quick to hiss back before his friend even got the chance, you were about to hiss again until you heard your brother.

“Back off fish lips!!” Lo’ak shouted, “Oh another four fingered freak haha” he laughed as him and his friends pulled and pushed lo’ak around calling him “baby tail” kiri immediately yelled ”leave us alone!”

I turned to see Neteyam stomping over and gave a sign of relief, he pushed Ao’nung setting lo’ak free from their pestering, his friend was gonna say something only for Ao’nung to put his hand up signaling him to be quiet, which the friend did as Neteyam told them to back off.

“Also I need you to respect my sisters” Ao’nung gave a ominous smirk before we all began to walk off, until lo’ak heard Ao’nung saying stuff.

He quickly turned around Neteyam trying to stop him only for his reply to be “I got this bro” and walk up to them.

“Look I know this hand is funny I’m a freak it’s alien” he started Ao’nung and his friends laughing, “But it can do something really cool first you ball you fist up just like this then” I knew what he was gonna do so I wasn’t surprised seeing lo’ak giave Ao’nung the three piece combo with extra sauce.

As expected a fight broke out and Neteyam not wanting to leave lo’ak to get jumped he ran and jumped in too, kiri tried to tell them to stop while I was laughing at them kiri soon joining in aswell realizing how stupid they looked.

Soon the fight was broken up by one of the adults seeing the fight, I sighed “We’re definitely gonna get our asses beat.”

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when we got back to the marui all hell broke loose, lo’ak and Neteyam were getting chewed into big time, dad was mad they got into a fight with Ao’nung because he was the chiefs son.

Although dad did soften up a bit when lo’ak told him it was because he was calling me and kiri freaks and stuff, he still forced lo’ak to go and apologize.

Right when Neteyam was about to go and leave he asked him “what do the other guys look like” Neteyam smiled and said “ worse” “good” “a lot worse” dad smiled and said “get outta here.”

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while dad was talking to kiri I was swimming around looking at the ocean with my ilu, I had a bad feeling I hadn’t seen lo’ak since he went to apologize.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried and this terrrible gut feeling I had wasn’t helping me at all.

Soon I got out the water and noticed a crowd immediately running up and being confused why people were parting for me to get through, I saw lo’ak who was covered in cuts and bruises.

I gasped and ran up to him immediately looking for any bad injuries, he gently moved my hands telling me he was fine as he glared at Ao’nung from behind me.

Soon the rest of our family came up dad practically pushed me out of the way to check up on lo’ak if it wasn’t for mom I would’ve fell.

Me and lo’ak have always had a closer connection to our mom seeing as dad was always hard on lo’ak because he saw himself in loak, and him being my twin I hated how he was always in trouble other than that dad never really yelled at me unless I stood up to defending loak.

After mom checked on him and saw he was fine she said “I pray to eywa that I do not pluck the eyes out of my youngest son!” She hissed doing a plucking motion lo’ak moveing his head glare not leaving Ao’nung.

“No, my son lead him out of the reef the blame is his” tonowari said making Ao’nung get on his knee, Ao’nung had an ashamed look on his face, honestly I feel kinda bad for him, Jake immediately started pulling lo’ak out for he crowd on for lo’ak to get out of his grasp.

“No, it’s my fault Ao’nung told me not to go outside the reef but I went anyway” lo’ak pleaded I knew he was lying, I could tell from Ao’nung’s confused face.

Dad immediately started pulling lo’ak again it was obvious he was mad, he got in to lo’ak aswell as Neteyam, before saying something that even mom looked at him shocked for.

“You have brought shame onto this family!” Mom looked shocked as lo’ak asked can he go now, “you cause anymore trouble I’ll jerk a knot into your tail you read me”he said letting go of him and walking off. I followed after lo’ak and pat his shoulder and hugged hime before walking off.

As lo’ak was walking Ao’nung joined him “why’d you lie for me” he asked confused “Because I know what it’s like to be one big disappointment” he said as he kept walking Ao’nung stopped for a moment before catching up with him.( zesty ass walk)

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the more time we spent in awa’atlu the more me and Ao’nung grew to hate eachother, as a matter of a fact it got so bad that our parents even began to notice the hatred.

Them noticing led us to them trying to get us to get along, which is how me and Ao’nung ended up in this situation of our parents talking us glaring at eachother.

“Since you two are the only ones not getting along we figured this would help you” Ronal stated, this made both of us quickly turn our heads me with a scowl at the woman while Ao’nung shocked.

“The moonshine festival is tomorrow so you two will be the one picking the fruit” tonowari stated, while Ao’nung looked petrified I was confused “the what?” I asked “it’s a tradition to help the children be friends two that don’t get along are assigned tasks together.” Tonowari stated.

I stared at them before mumbling “ aw hell naw.” But of course my mother being her she heard me and hit my shoulder giving me a bffr look, I pouted.

“Ugh let’s get this over with!” Ao’nung grumbled angrily picking up the basket and getting up I followed as we glared at eachother.

As we were walking out he whispered “imu’ta(bitch)” “dickhead” I whispered back, what we couldn’t see as we were beefing while walking out was our parents sighing before our parent left to prepare aswell.

We had made it to the outskirts of the beach where the mini forest was “where are these fruit?” I asked turning to him, he rolled his eyes “in the middle of the forest” so we started walking, I’m from the forest but even I had to admit this was quite a walk.

When we finally got there he showed me the fruit and the color they had to be to pick them one we had picked a basket full, I started to feel hot aswell a a burn in the pit of my stomach.

“This can’t be happening right now!” I mumbled, of course my heat wanted to start the minute I’m alone with Ao’nung.

I was so caught I up I didn’t notice Ao’nung turn to me, and when I finally did notice him,

I knew he smelled my heat…..

We stared at eachother lust clouding in both our eyes before he dropped the basket picked me up and next thing I knew we were in a secluded area in the forest.

I moaned as I felt the bulge in his loincloth grinding against me, a hiss escaped my mouth as I felt his teeth plunge into me.

He stopped for a minute looking into my eyes, I knew why he was looking at me, we might hate each other and he might be a dumbass but even he would ask for permission as soon as nodded my top and loincloth were practically ripped off of me.

My nipples hardened at the air hitting them as my pussy gushed at the feeling of air, it gushed even more when he took of his loincloth.

As his cock slapped against his stomach my mouth watered, he was above average, veiny, and the tip was a pretty pinkish-purple.

Not to mention his knot at the base was twitching. He was staring at me, trying to get a full sight of my body.

I brought my hand down his eyes following, as I gently spread my folds, “Please….Ao’nung I need you.” I noticed more lust crowd his eyes before he practically pounced on me.

Catching my lips in a rough kiss, before his hand took the place of mine keeping my folds spread as placed his tip at my entrance.

Before I finally felt him push it in a moan immediately escaping my mouth as curses left his, he continued pushing until he was fully in all except his knot.

He started slowly he was obviously holding back but sped up when he heard me whine to go faster.

My legs moved to his sides as he held himself up, both of his arms either side by my head. My arms securely around his shoulders.

His thrust were rabid like he was an animal that’s been denied to long. His thrusting was only getting faster as he pressed his lips against mine his tongues immediately going into my mouth and overpowering mine.

The kiss was messy and heated as I moaned into his mouth. Next thing I knew he had me in a mating press, the bulge in my belly very noticeable.

Our moans, grunts, and the sound of skin slapping only grew louder the closer we got I could feel the knot forming in my stomach.

Before I could even tell Ao’nung I was close he said “I know me too just hold on a little more baby.” His thrusts quickening even more before the knot in my stomach snapping as I let out a cry of his name.

When the knot in my stomach snapped he didn’t stop nor slow down making me whine, I noticed his thrusts becoming sloppy.

Before he finally buried himself fully into me knot and all. My eyes rolled back as I felt his hot cum shoot inside.

We sat there for a minute him still inside me as we stared at eachother. Next thing I knew our lips were locked in a gentle loving kiss.

When we both pulled away I yelped as I felt teeth plunging into my neck. Followed by him sucking on my skin.

Which most definitely left a mark before he got from between my legs and pulled out. I was gonna sit up only for him to hold me down as he watched his cum ooze out of me.

I winced as I felt two of his fingers push some back in. “Let’s help eachother when we’re in heat.” was all he said as he continued to watch his seed leave my body…..”alright.” I said.

We had fixed ourselves up and we were bringing the fruit back to his marui when we stepped inside tonowari and dad were discussing something before turning their attention to us.

Since Ao’nung was just standing there I grabbed the basket set on the table. Turned around and walked out, I noticed Ao’nung scowl at me on my way which I returned.

Tonowari and Jake watching the interaction just sighed as Ao’nung went to his room. “Those kids ain’t ever gonna get along.” Jake sighed shaking his head, tonowari just nodded his head in agreement.

We kept our word helping eachother whether it was heat or sexual frustration, but us being stupid horny teenagers everytime we did it he knotted me. Most would probably wonder why would you let him and in all honestly it’s because I was falling for him.

Which is how we ended up in this situation of our mothers yelling at us as our fathers glared at Ao’nung, for two different reason.

Your probably wondering how’d they find out about your little randevue’s well it all started when me and my siblings where hanging out.

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Walking by the trees talking and laughing well until I turned and threw up in some bushes. “Ew, are you ok?” Lo’ak said obvious worry in his voice as he begun rubbing my back while kiri held my hair.

“We should take you to the tsahik!” Neteyam said and before I could even refuse he and my siblings had already rushed me there. Sending tuk to get our parents.

Our parents got there while she was in the middle of examining me. “Is she ok!?” My mother said urgently. As Ronal finally figured out what was wrong with you her eyes widened as she gasped. Which wasn’t helping mother’s anxiety.

“She is with child!” Ronal stated. Loak’s jaw dropped to the bottom of the ocean while everyone else looked stunned including you.

“Who was it!” Jake was the first to address the issue of course coming of a little more hostile than he meant, but come on he just found out a boy had been sleeping with one of his sweet angels.

“I-“ I started trying to get words out and it wasn’t helping the states on me aswell as the fact my siblings had also begun questioning me asking me over and over again who it was until everyone got silent, at the sound of Ao’nung.

“It was me….” He said of course that got the attention of them but all hell broke loose after he said that avoiding his parents gazes aswell as my dad’s who looked like he wanted to feed him to an akula. Not to mention Neteyam he was terrifying.

Ronal and tonowari immediately began questioning Ao’nung. “Is this true!?” Neytiri asked shock and a bit of anger mixing in her features. “Yes.” I made sure not to look into her eyes as soon we were both getting and earful.

And that is how we ended up in this situation our parents scolding us and wondering what their gonna do.

Your heads were both down but they immediately came up at the words that left Ronal’s mouth “you two will have to be mated before eywa!” Your parents reluctantly but immediately agreed not wanting either of you to miss out on the life of your child.

Everyone had finally agreed and was leaving until you and Ao’nung looked at eachother before saying.

“We do not wish to be mated….”

#aonung #ronal avatar #tonowari #neytiri #neteyam #loak sully #tuktirey #kiri sully #tsireya #rotxo #avatar the way of water

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maleyhae · 4 months

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DO YOU THINK WE ARE SOULMATES IN EVERY UNIVERSE?

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Fem! Reader

Summary- You have being seeing this trend every where on tik tok, so you wanted to do it but on who? Your ex Simon Riley who you broken up with because of him always being gone.

Warning poorly written angst, out of character Ghost? Idk if I miss anything just let me know

A/N- I'm in my COD era so yay :D based of that 'do you think we are soulmates in every universe " angsty trend enjoy :)

YOUR POV:

You were scrolling on tik Tok when you saw this trend that's been all over your for you page, you wanted to try it out on your Ex-boyfriend. Simion Riley better known as Ghost. You and he had broken up due to the lack of communication. He was at Johnny or 'Soap' house. So you texted him.

TEXT MESSAGES BETWEEN YOU TWO

You: Hey sim I have a question

Simion: Go ahead and ask. And Sim?

You: Yeah sorry habit of mine

You: But, Do you think we are Soulmates in every universe?

read at 11:15 pm

You: Simon?

Simion Riley Pov:

I was hanging out with Johnny. Still not over my ex reader. Johnny is drunk out of his mind. Guess the Scot couldn't handle the alcohol like he claims. My phone vibrate who would be texting me at this hour?

NEW MESSAGE FROM [ ]

what did she want? I unlocked my phone and read her text

"Hey sim I have a question?"

Sim... Her old nickname for me when we dated. I texted back a

"Go ahead and ask. And Sim?"

She apologizes another bad habit she had always had then she asked her question. She asked if we were soulmates in every universe. We were hardly ones in this one why would she think that now? I left her on read while I got another bottle of the shitty beer he had at his house.

"If we are I hope I was brave enough in at least one of them to make you stay." I sent her and saw that she read it at 11:20 pm.

TEXTS BETWEEN YOU TWO (again)

Simon- If we are I hope I was brave enough in at least one of them to make you stay. How about you

You- I'm sorry Sim, I love you in every universe including this one, Just can't keep you with me in this one

Simon- I love you too my love, Just can't be brave enough for you.

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GUESS WHO'S BACK MY POOKIES WOOKIES

Upcoming fics

Ghost face bill

Stu x reader

Philip graves x Male! Reader

Also if my shit randomly goes to Pierre it's because I changed my name :3 so RAHHHH MERICA 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🦅🦅🔥🔥🔥🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

#maleyhaeranttime #maleyhae fanfictions #cod mw2 #cod x reader #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #angst #no happy ending #ghost x reader angst

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quanticq · 7 months

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Hey Q! Sorry for bothering you, but for some reason I can no longer find any of your tik tok accounts 😭 Did they get deleted or something?

Hi this is Q! I’m coming out of the woodwork to address this, since I did went radio silent out of the blue so it’s not a bother at all

The short answer is Yes, I deleted my tiktok

Yes delete not deactivate, I’m not coming back to That app or IG or Twt, I deleted my socials except here and YouTube, I honestly felt so overwhelmed with everything, I realized I’m not even posting for myself anymore there. A lots of people crossed my boundaries time and time again I felt so helpless, bitter with myself. I guess I was just overwhelmed with the attention I got; both positive and negatives ones.

Im done and I want to start over so that’s why I’m here and on YouTube, I already posted some of these on my community tab on YT but here’s what I have in mind for the future of the content I want to create: more detail under the cut, and also;

CW: very brief mention of spiraling, harm inflict oneself or others, paranoia, etc

•Long-form content: my attention span is a bit messed up from consuming and making short-form content to the point where I can’t focus in university. I want to create something meaningful. It’s not that my previous content was not meaningful, no. I had fun and no time is wasted when I have fun, it was warm… but as I mentioned earlier, I just felt this lingering bitterness the longer I stayed making those short-form content. It really felt like I was on the verge of losing it. Especially with how the bigger following I have the less people think of me as a person than just another content creator you see on the internet,

I want to create long-form content, I’m so tired of forcing myself to generate 15 second content. On tiktok it just feels like I’m just creating and not really connecting. I want to try something new, maybe create an open space for meaningful discussion in the comments. I don’t think I can stand another copy-paste tiktok comment anymore. You know what I meant if you’re frequent on that app.

•Art Content with Commentary: and don’t worry this won’t be those petty artist drama issue, but I will still cover anything serious

it could be love letters or video essays ranging from fan fictions, fandom culture, the art scene and so much more. I may even share a bit of my personal life, this will be self indulgent after all! I want to make it fun for myself and as well to those who comes across my channel. I really REALLY want to create a genuine following.

On tiktok it’s so easy to gain following but not so easy to retain them, it’s mostly because of the algorithm and the FYP feature there.

On Tiktok most content that would get featured as an artist there would be creative work has to be either; more than exceptional which is pressuring enough already to consistent posters, straight up suggestive content shown to minors (tiktok doesn’t really have a blocked keywords feature but it’s so disheartening to see these creators intentionally not using the sensitive warning since it could limit their reach significantly) oh yes we can’t forget the negativity surrounding beginner artists or “art lore”

All of this cesspool of negativity, it’s a whole can of worms but it will be one of my prominent topics that I wish to discuss in my future art commentaries. I hope you guys are looking forward to those! I might bring in a few people or so to talk about it with me

and finally;

•Streaming: I used to do a lot of streams during the weekends on the clock app and it was super fun! I want to bring that back but that would have to wait since I’m unfamiliar with some features on YouTube, and I’m aware that YT does not have a discoverable feature for stream but that’s alright, I want to start something small first.

In short; I’ll figure it out! just need some baby steps before I start streaming again.

I apologize for deleting everything out of the blue, if I’m gonna be honest it was partially planned because I’ve been thinking about deleting my tiktok, twitter and Instagram for a while now but how it happened? In my breakdown I realized that I don’t want anyone to see me spiral, especially now that I realized how young my audience are, I’m not sure how that happened but I guess posting fandom contents does attract the young ones somehow inevitably, even though my content is nowhere near as suggestive, but I do talk about serious topics from time to time… but I digress, its not fair for them to deal with me if they see me spiral publicly,

it is especially not fair to them to console me. When I was younger than 14, I’ve been in a position where I have to talk down someone who was older, maybe 4-5 years older than me, from harming themselves or anyone, it was traumatizing and unpleasant. I don’t wish for anyone to go through that, it’s very painful.

It’s been… hard for me to ground myself. Ive been seeing things through a kaleidoscope of emotions; I was trying to focus on everything but it’s just too overwhelming so eventually I cracked. But please don’t worry I’ve been doing better now, after some time away from my online persona, and of course spending time with my beloved girlfriend, I see things much more clearly now.

Thank you to anyone who read this and much so appreciate those who understand where I’m coming from

Also now that I think of it can my stuff be considered as lost media now? Amazing! But please don’t be sad the fun I had was genuine!

Thank you again to those who genuinely enjoyed my content on tiktok but it’s time for me to try my hand at something new, I will still be dwelling in my creative headspace just.. away from public for now,

if you’re looking forward for my future post, make sure to check out my YouTube! I still have a lot I need to cook hehe, this is one of the few!