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thesupreme316 · 10 months
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Hello I was wondering if you could do kisses around the body and face for AEW wrestlers like;
Face - Yuta
Forehead - Darby
Lips - Ethan Page
Neck - Ricky
Arms - Kenny
Hands - HOOK
 Torso - Kingston
Legs - Jeff Hardy
It could be to the wrestler or reader
Dear god I hope I did this right
AEW Stars React to: Their Favorite Kisses
Pairings: Darby Allin X Reader, Ethan Page X Reader, Ricky Starks X Reader, Kenny Omega X Reader, Hook X Reader, Eddie Kingston X Reader, Jeff Hardy X Reader
Word Count: 954
Supreme Speaks: hey yall, thanks to the anon who requested, sorry for the delay (as I am). thanks to everyone for their support. hopefully, I did this right. my inbox and requests are open to all. I think (hope) I kept this gender-neutral/applicable to everyone. P.S you are loved and greatly appreciated.
Warnings: GIFS ARE NOT MINE, i repeat GIFS ARE NOT MINE, none i think, slight talk about insecurities in Eddie's part
Taglist: @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @triscillal @sheinthatfandom @wwenhlimagines @eddie-kingstons-wifey
AGAIN I HOPE I DID THIS RIGHT
Wheeler Yuta (Face Kisses-To Him)
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WITH HIS SCRUFF THIS IS SO CUTE
With these kisses, I feel like y’all love cheek kisses
He would look so content and fulfilled after the kisses
To Yuta, it’s so intimate and just feels acceptable everywhere to him
Personally, I think he would love it if you squished his cheeks together (with one hand) and then kissed him on both cheeks
Also, this would be a pre-match routine
Would literally refuse to go out there until he gets his kisses (he’s a brat)
“Where are thy kisses?” (With a fake lisp)
Darby Allin (Forehead Kisses-To You and Him)
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OKAY OKAY HEAR ME OUT
He likes the forehead kisses on a particular side of his face (don’t fight me)
I feel like he would tell you to kiss him on the side without facepaint on (so it doesn’t get on you or it doesn’t mess up)
“No, no, the right side! Don’t switch up on me!”
He would kiss you on the forehead because it was the closest body part to him
Also, it’s because he can do it anywhere without it being awkward (like Yuta)
I think he would love you giving him forehead kisses cause it’s like comfort to him
As soon as you kiss his forehead (especially after a match), he feels rewarded and that everything is alright
Ethan Page (Lips Kisses-To You)
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MAN HAS A NICE SMILE
Will just kiss you out of nowhere
Will kiss you at any place, any time
The type of person who will grab your face and squish your cheeks together
His mustache and facial hair tickle your face
He is not afraid of PDA (in fact, he encourages it)
“I want a kiss right now. And if you don’t give me one, Imma throw a fit like a toddler right now”
Will bend down to tease you and receive his kisses
Ricky Starks (Neck Kisses-To You and Him)
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THIS MAN WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME-
He LOVES to give you kisses on the neck cause he thinks it’s sexy
It’s one of those kisses that feels intimate yet playful at the same time
Will leave marks on you so get your makeup/scarf ready
Loves it when you kiss his neck and leave lipstick stains on him (if you wear lipstick, lip stain, or lipgloss)
It makes him feel like “the man” and loved/desired (ESPECIALLY ON THE NAPE OF HIS NECK OR RIGHT UNDER HIS JAW)
Will not wash it off for segments and says “You all wish you had a sexy ass partner like me”
Kenny Omega (Arm Kisses-To You and Him)
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THAT MAN HAS SOME NICE ASS ARMS LEMME TELL YOU
He’ll kiss your arms/shoulders cause he thinks it’s cute
ESPECIALLY WHEN HIS HEAD IS LEANING ON YOU OR WHEN YALL ARE CUDDLING
Within that moment, he will tell you “I love you”
And you? You kiss his arms not because you want to be cute…but so you can bite him (lovingly ofc)
He would walk out to the ring with a bite mark on his arm and just say “Y/N wanted a snack. So they bit me.”
But honestly, I think you would kiss his arms cause you were already holding hands and you wanted to show your man more love
And to bite him again…
Hook (Hand Kisses-To You)
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I WANT HIS HANDS IN MORE WAYS THAN-
Ahem, anyways; I don’t think Hook like obvious or obnoxious PDA, but more subtle signs of it
So while you guys are holding hands, he will bring your hand up and kiss it
To him, it’s an intimate way of showing how much he loves you
I also think your hands would be his favorite feature on you besides your personality
He likes the size difference between your hands
DEF will kiss all your knuckles when just staring at your hands
“I love your hands, they’re so delicate. Imagine them with a ring on your finger.”
Eddie Kingston (Torso Kisses-To You)
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Listen, I will protect Eddie Kingston with my life (sorry for yelling at ya earlier)
Now this man will save all his kisses until you two are completely alone
Loves to lay with you, with his face either near or on your stomach
Will kiss your chest and stomach as he notices that this is a spot that you might be insecure about
He kisses your torso to show that he loves you and your “flaws” (ya’ll aint got none so move right along)
“Doll, you are perfect to me and I dare you to say otherwise”
Does not kiss your ribs as last time, you accidentally elbowed him in the eye
Jeff Hardy (Leg Kisses-To You)
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MY DARLING MAKES A RETURN
Man has no problems with PDA (in fact he thrives on it) But he saves his favorite kisses to give behind closed doors (THIS MAN IS A PLEASER)
Loves to give you foot rubs and in the midst will kiss your calves and thighs (AGAIN THIS MAN IS A PLEASER AND YALL CANNOT TELL ME DIFFERENT)
Does not care if you shave/wax your legs or not
Will watch TV in between your legs and kiss them periodically
When you ask him why he kisses your legs, he’ll just say “They’re just so beautiful to me darling”
As long as you got legs, Jeff will kiss them
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heelwriting · 5 months
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Headcanon: Ethan Page + first kiss
Fandom: Wrestling
Ethan was thinking about you constantly, lately he had a feeling, he never wanted to let you go, it took him a while but he realized he wanted you as much more than a friend.
He is defiantly a romantic so I feel like he would wait for a special occasion
Ethan told you to wear something nice to go for dinner, it was surprising but you accept, your mind racing to a lot of conclusions but you tried to be calm
The moment arrived, you had gone for dinner and were now walking through a park
Ethan stops to take your hand, your stomach does a flip, he looks confident on the outside but its dying inside
He asks if you could be in a relationship and you were surprised with his question but you were happy you weren’t imagining things, the lingering touches, playful smiles and how much of a tease he is, it was driving your mind crazy for him
 It is until you say “yes” that he finally relaxes
He smiles brightly and looks at your face with such admiration, his hands reach out to touch your cheeks, one of them goes to the back of your face and takes you closer to him, you look at his beautiful brown eyes
Both of you leaning closer until your lips finally touched, his lips were soft and his movements smooth, he tilted his head
Your hands hugged his back, you could feel the muscles under the soft shirt he was wearing, the smell of his fragrance ever present, one of your favorite things about him
His hands roamed you waist, you finally pulled away gasping for air
You both were so happy, Ethan pressed his forehead against yours, you opened your eyes to see his big smile and you knew then that he was your everything
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daddyhausen · 1 year
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• kinktober day — twenty one : dry humping — ethan page •
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{ masterlist } | { kinktober 2022 } 
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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, daddy kink, dry humping, pillow humping, mutual masturbation, male + female masturbation, male + female orgasm, squirting, cumshot
{ word count } — 332
{ pairing } — fem!reader x ethan page
{ genre } — smut
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your whimpers only amplified by the silence surrounding your bedroom
your body naked, heated, sticky with a thin layer of sweat
your cunt swirling circles utop one of the pillows
sensitive clit grinding down onto the fabric
a useful replacement in the absence of your husband’s cock
speaking of your husband
he should be home any minute now
god, it gave you such an exhilarating thrill that you might get caught
it surely would be a sight for him
watching your cunt soak the pillowcases
moaning his name through ragged breaths
hell it’s why you left the door ajar
“fuck yes, daddy…” you whined to yourself
completely unaware of his presence, now standing in the doorway
“well what do we have here, princess?”
you turned your head to greet him, halting your movements as you did
“no no, keep going. i was enjoying the show”
you peered down to the sizeable bulge in his jeans
you gulped thickly, slowly starting to swirl your hips again
the sound of his zipper rang through your ears
you peered over your shoulder, watching him jerk himself off in your peripherals
“fuck yeah…” he grunted, positioning himself behind you
gaining a better view of your soaked cunt
you whimpered in pleasure, sensitive clit drawing circles into the pillow
“daddy…” whines spilled from your lips, pretty cunt throbbing with want
“fuck, cum for me princess” he growled, his own orgasm on the brink of release
your orgasm flooded through you
juices gushing down your thighs, soaking the pillow below
your body shuddered with release, he peered his hand on your hip to stabilise himself,
he gave an exhilarated moan, his breath laboured
his hot seed coating your skin, covering you ass and lower back with him warmth,
you hummed in delight, slill coming down from your high
the sound of his clothes dropping to the floor with a heavy thud
a smirk gracing his lips
“we’re not done yet, baby. i still gotta fuck that pretty cunt”
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smartycvnt · 1 year
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Imposter
Pairing: Ethan Page x Reader Summary: Ethan helps you through an unforeseen part of giving birth.
You stared at yourself in the mirror and wished for the euphoric feeling of being pregnant to come back to you. The hormones then hadn't all been good, but you had never felt so bad about yourself before. Ethan was starting to realize that something was up, but he didn't know how to talk to you about it. You weren't sure what you would have done without him. It was hard to raise a baby whenever you felt so bad about yourself. You weren't sure if you had doubts about your ability to be a parent first or if you had begun to feel down about your appearance because the baby weight wasn't coming off like it should have. You were busting your ass to meet your gym goals, but no matter how hard you worked you didn't think your body looked like it once had.
"Y/n, are you in here? I just put the baby down for a nap. I was, um, I was wondering if maybe we could have a chat?" Ethan sounded nervous, like he was about to do something that he didn't want to. Maybe he was breaking up with you. God, you had been so caught up in yourself that you had completely forgotten about Ethan. He couldn't be happy having to do so much more than the two of you sort of planned.
"Y-yeah, I'll be right out," you told him. You splashed a little water on your face to calm yourself down, dried it off, and then walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Ethan was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding some papers rolled up in his hand. "What's going on?"
"I've kind of been wondering the same thing. I don't know what it's like to have a baby or to watch your body change in the ways that it had to have. I've looked online about it, but I kind of didn't feel like I was getting anywhere. Y/n, I love you more than almost anything else in this world. It's killing me to not know how to help you. I know you want to be strong, but please tell me what I can do for you," Ethan said. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion as you stared at Ethan. This wasn't what you expected from him. You had been certain that you were going to end up being left all alone, possibly even with a baby.
"I don't know what's wrong. I don't feel like myself anymore. Sometimes it feels like this isn't my body or I'm losing my mind. There's so much going on and I have no idea what to do," you said. Ethan reached forward and put his hand on your back. It was a small gesture, but you leaned into his arms and let him just hold you. "I don't feel like the woman that you were going to marry."
"You absolutely are. When I look at you, I see the same person I've been in love with for the past two years. Now, I see you as even more than that though. You're also the mother to my daughter, and hopefully my other children down the line. This will take some time getting used to, but we can find people for you to talk to. There are doctors and we've got friends who probably went through the same thing. Whatever you need to feel like yourself again, I'm going to help you do," Ethan promised you. You nodded as you buried your face in his chest to hide your tears. Ethan didn't say anything as you cried, he just let you get it all out until your daughter woke up from her nap needing a change and feeding.
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plentyoffandoms · 1 year
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Day 28 🎃 Formal Wear & Strap On
Ethan Page x f/Reader (18+)
Requested by anonymous
Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Unprotected sex. NSFW under the cut
Gifs and photos do not belong to me.
Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.
I hope you like it.
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YN's POV:
Julian looked good tonight, but when doesn't he?
We were at a friend's wedding and Julian was one of the groomsmen and I must say he is looking damn fine.
He kept winking at me during the ceremony and even when he walked past me once it was over and they were on their way to get their photos taken.
We enjoyed the night of dancing, a bit of drinking and good food, but for Julian and I, the night was far from over.
The moment the married couple left for their honeymoon, we went back to our hotel room, ready to get out own little party started.
It involved myself, Julian and a strap on that he picked out himself. He has been coming around more and more to the adventurous side of sex.
So when he came up to me and said he wanted to try anal, I was very confused as we have done that plenty of times together.
"No, I want you to do it to me YN."
I remember my mouth going dry at the image of Julian popping into my head, ass all stretched out around a fake cock. His face all scrunched up and looking fucking gorgeous as he cums.
I quickly agreed as long as he picked out the equipment.
So now I have him laying on his back, my own hands rubbing up and down his thighs, just trying to get him to relax slightly.
Even though this was his idea, I knew he would still be nervous. We are both completely stripped of our clothes but he left his tie.
He didn't take his eyes off of me the whole time. He didn't say a word as I squirted the lube all over my hand, but he moaned loudly when I slowly pushed the two fingers into his ass and started to stretch him out.
"How does it feel?"
"Weird." He said.
"Good or bad weird?"
"Good. So fucking Good. Go faster."
He didn't have to tell me twice as I moved my hand faster for him. I myself got breathless watching this man slowly come undone.
His cock was dripping and twitching like crazy and I wanted nothing more than to take him deep into my mouth and suck him off until I was swallowing everything he has to give me.
But I resisted and pulled my fingers out of his ass, and he moaned with disapproval, but he saw what I was doing and quieted down.
I squirted even more lube in my hand and started to jerk off the toy that is attached to my body.
"Remember to relax baby. It is time for me to fuck you." I waited a moment to see if he would back out.
I waited when I placed the tip at his entrance but he didn't say a damn word, but when I slowly pushed in and passed the tight ring, I knew he wasn't going to back out.
His breathing was deep and his eyes were half closed. His mouth was parted slightly as he moaned and whimpered as I slid into his ass.
"Fuck YN!" He cried out the moment I bottomed out.
"How does it feel baby?"
"So good. Move. I need you to move."
"Like this?" I asked him as I pulled back and thrusted back in at a slow pace. Julian nodded his head yes and I kept that pace until he was moaning for me to go faster.
Now I am fucking him just like how he fucks me, hard and fast, but I wanted to see him at a different angle.
"Turn around." I pulled out of his ass and he whimpered but didn't move.
I wrapped the tie around my fist and pulled him up for him to look into my eyes. "I said turn around Julian."
I slapped his ass the moment he was on his front. I spread his ass and spit into the hole before I resumed my brutal pace.
He wss crying out my name and fuck, it was a beautiful sound. I knew he must be close.
"Come on baby, play with yourself."
I saw him reach down between the bed and his body and made quick work on his leaking cock.
Four hard, deep thrusts and he was sobbing out my name. His head flung back and mouth open, panting.
"Fuck YN." Julian moaned when I pulled out of him. I took off the strap on and it landed somewhere on the floor beside the bed.
"Now it is your turn." He growled at me before throwing me onto the bed and putting his head between my thighs.
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sasha2234 · 2 years
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Ethan page X Female reader
Aew masterlist♡ main masterlist♡ Ethan page masterlist♡
Warning: beating someone's ass, PDA, over affection,making out and slight choking
Y/n pov
I was backstage watching the confrontation between The men of the year and Dan lambert and Sammy Guevara and Tay conti when they brought up mine and Ethans relationships and bringing up my name. I can't believe they'd do that me Sammy and Tay used to be great friends but when they started dating they changed and it was disgusting they just thought I was jealous and wanted me to "be mad". I snapped out of my train of thought hearing them say more stuff and Tay trying to start on Ethan so I got up and went out there when the crowd heard my theme they went nuts I went out there with a mic "I think you both need to do all of us a favor and just SHUT UP oh my God we are tired of you both coming out here week after week and saying nothing relevant and then just start choking each other with your tongues like I am NOT the only person tired of the both of you week after week after week coming out here and spewing your bullshit and worst of all Tay hunny the next time my man's name comes our of your mouth well you won't have teeth to talk anymore ok and I swear I will break your face maybe then Sammy will drop you oop- and Sammy love no just no ok 1. You can't beat scorpio and 2. Say my name again and we'll stighten this out gòt it" right after you said that the crown erupted and the couple looked pissed "Y/n just shut up already no one here cares about you or your "man" Ok Tay will always be a better woman than you she's already better looking" said Sammy that was the last starw I looked him in the face and slapped him right as I did that Tay came up in my face and I lost it and slapped her too then we started fighting and the girls from the back had to part us "COME ON BITCH YOU WANTED IT LET ME SHOW "BE MAD" WHEN Ì SHOVE MY FOOT DOWN YOUR THROAT YOUVE HAD A LOT OF PRACTICE HAVENT YOU" I said that trying to attack her again
Skip to when your backstage
Scorpio could not stop laughing
"I'm sorry that was the best thing I've ever seen I didn't know you could trash talk like that" scorpio said laughing his ass of then he left going to pester someone else
Ethan just looked at me I couldn't even read his face or anything I walled over to him hugging his waist "I'm sorry i let my anger get the best of my but its not my fault that bitch can't keep his mouth shut he shouldn't have said anything and his blond bimbo shouldn't have jumped in" I said he looked down at me and kissed my head then he lifted me up and put me on a crate standing in between my legs "I'm not mad for anything I'm proud of you but don't you ever ever again put your hands on another man caues if he had done anything I would've killed him" Ethan said hugging me I smiled agreeing with him I looked I'm his eyes and leaned down kissing him his lips were so soft I put my hands in his hair tangling then his hand found my neck holding me in place I was so glad we're in a dark corner no one could see us we pulled apart breathless "I love you" "I love you too now let's go I'm hungry and I can bet scorpio is somewhere killing someone with his mouth"
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grizzledyoungimpact · 2 years
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Pairing: Ethan Page/Nolee Angle/Josh Alexander Quote: I am the white dove. Verse: Super Hero
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There were few villain teams as feared as Top Team. The trio was led by Ethan Page, codename Ego. Ethan was able to control others' emotions, manipulating them as he needed. Ethan was also able to use magic to change things the way he wanted others to see them. The sunglasses he wore during battle, making sure he could see the world as it truly was, were provided by the same people who had introduced him to the other two members of his coalition. The muscle of the team was Josh Alexander, codename Walking Weapon. Josh was more metal and machine than he was man, a cyborg of the company he served’s creation. His eyes were capable of enhancing vision, allowing him to see in both x-ray and infrared vision. His arms were capable of super strength, the right one also having a built-in communication ability as well as a laser for attack. His legs also gave him an ability to run at super speed. Josh had worked for the company as far back as his childhood. The final man of the team, the heart, was Schuyler Andrews. Schuyler was more commonly known as Scorpio, which he used as his codename, because of the exosuit he wore. It was similar to that of his namesake creature, a scorpion. The suit had a narrow tail at the back which curved, allowing for a stinger full of neurotoxins to strike at his enemies. The hands of his suit also gave him super strength, acting as a scorpion's pincers would. Scorpio had once been a minor hero, working unpowered with his adaptive parents Frankie and Christopher. When Christopher had nearly been killed in the line of duty, Scorpio had searched for a way to be able to protect him. The Company had been that way. The three could have been great heroes if given the right opportunity. In fact, both Josh and Scorpio wanted to go straight. Scorpio only wanted to protect the two men who had raised him and taught him everything he knew. And Josh? Josh had found a new reason to change. The world over knew the heroes who called themselves Patriot and Liberty Belle. Patriot had once been a soldier named Kurt Angle who, one returned home, had decided to go through genetic manipulation to better serve his country. A foundation simply known as Vortex had provided Kurt with a serum, similar to the one that the United States government had once given another super-soldier. Kurt’s stamina and durability had risen, and so had his strength and resistance. The only difference was that the serum’s abilities were passed down to his daughter Nolee when she had been born. Nolee had also developed her own superpower, a sonic screech that could break the eardrums of a civilian. As soon as she had been old enough, Nolee had followed her father into the field. It’s where she had met Josh. Though the Walking Weapon and Liberty Belle were enemies on the field, Josh Alexander and Nolee Angle had become so much more. Ethan Page knew and Ethan hated it. To Ethan, Josh needed to focus. Their life was on the life, after all. The hero/sidekick duo had already attempted to put them in jail once or twice. The Company couldn’t risk a third time, they would have absolutely tried to decommission Josh. It’s what had led to Ethan snapping, in order to protect Josh, into creating the world the two saw before them now. The glamor had created a world in which Nolee had turned on Josh. “Stop it…” the Walking Weapon hissed as he dropped to his knees, eyes closed and a hand on either side of his temple, “Why…why would she…” In truth, the room was barren, nothing in it save for the white walls and floor of the training room the two often sparred in. Instead of that, however, Josh saw a city on fire. He saw his beloved working with his mortal enemy, a superhero turned even worse villain named Moose. Ethan pretended to restrain Moose, really fighting with a training dummy. “It’s what her kind do, Weapon! They accuse us, they subdue us! You can’t trust them!” Josh raised his right arm, shooting his laser at what Ethan assumed was the sonic-voiced siren that was attempting to turn his best friend into the light. The beam sizzled as it struck the wall, “We were going to move in together! Start a family! How could you?!” Ethan could see what Josh saw, but he couldn’t hear what the vision told the weapon. Ice blue eyes held a maniacal twinkle, as he placed a hand on Josh’s shoulder, “Heroes, they want destruction. They want to keep us locked up, even if we try to change. She’s just like the rest of them. Me? I’m the white dove, the olive branch. Stick with us, with Scorp and I. We can help you make this world the peaceful one you want.”
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jokeringcutio · 1 year
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Imagine prompt: Arthur Harrow x Reader | Kaiserschmarrn
Imagine prompt: Arthur Harrow x Reader  ( Age difference references)
Reader is on vacation in Austria with her parents. During a trip they’re looking for a place to eat Kaiserschmarrn. This one odd little tavern has it, but why does the owner of the place sit down with them?
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Your parents take you on vacation to Austria, for two whole weeks. A country they had taken you to visit during holidays before.
You, a young adult, fresh out of school, slightly embarrassed to be with your mom and dad still, but hey! They pay for you 😊 you could have been stuck at home, bored out of your mind instead.
Already on the first day you claim you want to seek out a place to eat kaiserschmarrn, a dish from Austria that you ate before and loved.
During your trips, you visit different at-the-side of the road eating places, as well as any restaurants in the villages you come across near lunch time, all in search of this dish.
During your fourth day, your parents take you on a trip to a mountain at the edge of the valley. Near lunch time, you seek out a place to eat. There’s this nice looking place near the side of the road with overhanging flowers and a terrace to sit and eat. It isn’t very crowded, but looks pleasant enough. You decide to go there.
When you tell them you’re on a quest to eat kaiserschmarrn, the serving girl smiles kindly and tells you that she will have the cook prepare some specially for you.
You are served the dish, and by GOD, it is the tastiest you’ve ever had.
You tell your parents and the waitress this.
You’re having a final drink before you will leave again when a man comes to sit at your table.
He walks slowly and uses a cane. You pity him at first.
The girl who works there introduces him as their leader. You and your parents assume he is their employer and the one who owns this little tavern.
The man introduces himself as Arthur Harrow. Little wrinkles crinkle near his eyes as he smiles at you. You think he looks nice, alluring even. What are you thinking again? You can’t have those thoughts about a man twice your age, if not more!  Ashamed of your own lurid thoughts, you glance at the table, but you can’t look away from him for too long. He talks in a gentle voice and is kind, asking your parents about your trip and inquires after your thoughts on the holiday so far.
Occasionally, he looks your way, and smiles. You feel like he is trying to get you in on the conversation, even though you’re obviously way too shy to say much. For some reason talking has become impossibly hard when he is around.
Okay, so you’re attracted to him, clearly, by the way your body is reacting in desire. Your heart is thumping in your throat. Your core itches hot and slick. But this is an older man with rings on his fingers and a life build here. He won’t see you and be thinking the same. He is just nice, right? You try and quiet the wild fantasies flying through your head while Arthur Harrow stands up and shakes your parents’ hands. When he tells you ‘till next time’ you feel your knees go wobbly and quickly look at the ground instead of him. You mumble a goodbye.
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The meal was so very nice, as was the owner of the place who invited you back – luring you and your parents with the promise of a discount- that two days later your parents decide to go for a quick stop and lunch again.
You’re elated because it means you’ll get that delicious meal again.
You’re elated, because it means you might get a glimpse of that delicious man again.
He does not disappoint. Arthur Harrow comes to sit with you and your family again after the meal. You notice how he keeps throwing you glances.
How his hand carefully slid up your knee under the table.
You did not imagine that, did you?
He talks to your parents more than to you, but you don’t mind. He seems to get along with your dad surprisingly well though. You wonder if it’s an age kind of thing. Wait. Is that Harrow’s hand on your knee again?
You visit his tavern more often, taking full opportunity to enjoy the food and the discount. Your parents certainly don’t mind.
They get their inquiries from Harrow. They ask him about the area you are visiting, about the people and their habits, about sights to see nearby. He gives them golden advice and you have a lovely week, seeing sights and visiting cities suggested by Arthur. And each time you return to him and your parents gush about how marvellous his suggestion had been, you sit there and stare at how he smiles.
You also accept the free ice cream he offers, barely noticing his eyes darkening with desire when your tongue swirls around the fresh, cold tip.
Each time you visit there, he makes sure to come over to your table. It is as if he is waiting for you to come. You wonder if this is true, or if it’s just a fantasy inside your head. You know that you hope he has been waiting for you.
You also wonder if he has been angry or disappointed the few times that your family did not stop by for a meal because your trips headed in a different direction. You know you had been.
It is shortly before the end of your holiday, when you overhear something odd. You notice how Harrow manages to make your father laugh. They seem to get along really well. Then, while your mother is to the toilet, Harrow lets it slip to your father that ‘he has a lovely daughter, one could only be too happy to marry’. Your father agrees. Then Harrow suggests if he asked for your hand, would your father refuse? And your father, speculating, says he would allow a man like him. Sure.
Arthur’s eyes then lock with yours and you see them dark and smouldering. Whatever emotion is in there, it sends sparks straight to your core. You bite your lip and squeeze your leg, but the moment is over. He has turned his head again, now back in conversation with your father. You wonder if it had been a dream. But then you recall the stolen glances he had given you the past few days. The brush of his fingertips past your hand or his light touch on your bare legs – thanks to the summer dresses that you wore. Or his soft whispers and kind eyes whenever he spoke to you directly. You feel your cheeks heat up.
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It is the day before you’re leaving. Your parents decide to have one final lunch at the tavern of Harrow. He is there, of course, waiting for you and your parents to arrive, and sits down at your table before you even ordered anything yet.
Your father and him talk about the weather and other mundane things, and you sit with your mother, wondering if everything that occurred two days before had all just been in your mind.
But then you hear how Arthur talks your father into going for a trip that same afternoon, that he convinces him to go into town with him as your guide. Your mother doesn’t seem too delighted, but neither does she seem utterly opposed to it. You just blush. Of course you want Harrow as your guide. And so it is settled. Arthur leaves the table to ‘prepare some things’ and you watch him as he walks from your sight, casting one last look at you from over his shoulder. A look, you think, that holds a promise of desire.
After lunch, you and your parents follow Harrow into the adjacent town. You notice how everyone steps aside for him. How they look at him in awe. Worship his feet.
Your mother is convinced he has brought you into a cult, but he calls it his community.
Slowly, more and more about his community and his status in it is revealed. You learn they worship some ancient goddess. That they see him as her avatar. That their community is more like a religion. That you’ve walked into some kind of lion’s den.
Your mother doesn’t like it. She openly voices the suggestion to head back, lying that she is tired. But Arthur, seeing through her lies, suggests she can have a lie down here while he escorts you and your father further through town. He even has some water and fruit fetched for her. But she claims she wants to go home.
At this, Arthur turns to your father, gently takes him by the arm, and moves him aside. You overhear how he asks your dad to seal the deal. From where you are standing you can see Harrow take the initiative to shake your father’s hand, making it definite. Promising you to him.
It finally dawns upon your dad that this man is serious.
When your father sputters that maybe this is going too fast and besides, you are your own person, Arthur’s followers come to stand closer around you all. The situation suddenly less friendly and more frightening. And then Arthur calmly yet firmly states that you and your family are in no position to leave.
Arthur announces he will use the scales to see if you’re worthy to join.
Touching your father’s hand, the scales tip green, he is deemed worthy.
Then he goes over to your mom and does the same. The scales now tip red. He tells her this means her death.
Your brain stops. This man, this kind spoken, heart-warmingly helpful man you’d been crushing so hard on these past two weeks – this man orders for your mom to be murdered? You think it must be some kind of joke. That none of this is real. But then you see a man stand behind your mother with a gun, and your reality shatters.
You cry out for him to stop. He must be kidding, right? “It is me you want, right?” you ask, seeing Arthur’s sad expression as he locks eyes with you. “How can I ever love you, knowing that you’ve killed my mom?”
“You will love me,” he states in that sweet, caring voice of his. “All I do is for your benefit as well as ours,” and he indicates the community.
He is still holding your mother’s hands, whispering kindly.
A moment later, she’s grey like stone and falls to the floor. He lets her go. For that you do not think you can ever forgive him. Dead.
You cry out loudly. Your father thinks all of this is just Arthur joking at first, then steps in between you and your mother’s corpse and realizes she’s truly gone. Anger bursts from him, anger and hurt to which Arthur replies by stepping closer to him. They are now only a hair-breadth apart, but you can hear Arthur’s whisper nevertheless.
He tells you father that he has no qualms in taking him out as well if he stands in the way. When your father does not budge, Arthur’s hands reach out. And although your father tries to dodge the hands that reach for him, he too crumbles to the floor.
The order is given to take the bodies away. Arthur turns his back to your parents. You try to get over to their side, but he catches you easily as you try to pass him by. His voice hissing in your ear as he presses your body against his own.
You can’t step away, clutching at the arm wrapped around your chest. Arthur holds you, pressing you close to his chest and shushing you while his men drag away the bodies of your murdered parents.
All the while, Arthur is whispering sweet words in your ear, new nicknames. You feel his breath upon your skin and the heat of his body against your own.
Once the bodies are gone, Arthur Harrow calls for his people to come and stand in a circle around the two of you. He then performs the judging ritual on you. The scales tip to the green side, but their colour is not green. The scales glow purple, the ink looking more like glitter than anything else.
The colour dies out like golden sparks.
“You are destined to do great things”
Arthur Harrow is not about to let you go. Not ever. The goddess has given you to him to share his pleasure and bear his gifts. And he intends to make full use of you.
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The Fear of Falling in Love
// Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 //
Kenny Omega Short Fic
** UNEDITED 27/08/22 **
Pairing: Kenny Omega x Female Reader
Summary: You’re a family friend of The Young Bucks who, like Matt and Nick, also became obsessed with wrestling from a young age. During Kenny’s absence from screen you were sourced into AEW by the Bucks and brought into the Undisputed Elite faction. Following the recent fall out between Adam Cole/reDragon and the Bucks over the upcoming Trios tournament you finally get to meet the great Kenny Omega. You eventually become locked into a storyline that starts out fun and harmless but soon turns sour at the prospect of real feelings being hurt and relationships tarnished.
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Warnings: swearing, SMUT (18+, at the end of the chapter, minors please keep ya innocent eyes away, i’m fuckin’ serious), unprotected sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT PLS), p in v, light oral (f receiving), choking, spitting kink, praise kink, masturbation (F and M), degradation kink (a lil’), size kink if you squint, dom!Kenny.
Word count: 6.3K (a mega pint chapter)
A/N: we finally getting the FUCK TIME in this chapter brother, nearly a 1/3 of this chapter is smut i’m so sorry. hope you’re all enjoying the story!
Taglist: @unlikelyandrogynousghost @crowleysqueenofhell
For Reference:
“The Young Bucks” Matt and Nick Jackson are Matt and Nick Massie
Your nerves spike to an all time high when Adam’s music hits, the crowd cheering loudly as he and Britt make their way out of the left tunnel.
Taking a second to rearrange your outfit, you feel a hand gently fall against the small of your back.
“You okay, doll?” Kenny’s warm voice does nothing to still your nerves, the pet name he seems to have adopted for you only serving to make you more jittery.
“Peachy.” You exhale, trying to mentally run through the match that you and Kenny had constructed yesterday. Britt and Adam had joined you later on in the afternoon to discuss and share ideas, but were pleasantly satisfied with the story you and the Cleaner had crafted.
Kenny rolls his eyes, scoffing as he turns to face you. “Liar. You’re such an open book, it’s like I can always tell what you’re thinking.” His curls are extra bouncy tonight, jiggling at the slightest movement as he cocks his head to the side, an eyebrow raised. A comfortable silence falls between you both, seemingly unable to take your gaze away from each other.
With your nerves at a temporarily still you can’t help but draw closer to him, once again feeling that magnetic pull of his, enticing you into him. “So…what am I thinking now?” You ask softly, looking up at him through your eyelashes, unable to help the flirtatious tone in your voice.
For a second you could’ve swore that you hear Kenny’s breath catch in his throat, a devilish twinkle appearing in his eyes. As he opens his mouth to return your flirtatious teasing with some banter of his own you both jump simultaneously, Battle Cry suddenly blaring throughout the venue.
There’s a guy with a headset on stood by the steps, yelling over the music to you both.
You both ascend the stairs, your focus now solely on the match ahead of you.
Although you know that the Elite haven’t officially turned face, the two of you walk out from the opposite tunnel, to thunderous cheers. Kenny is in full character, his swagger and confident demeanour shining through.
The two of you are matching in your gear, with you having found a black, tight top with a heart-shaped cutout across the chest and long sleeves to match his compression shirt. In addition, Kenny is wearing black wrestling tights, with electric blue lightning down both legs. You have a black and blue tartan skirt to co-ordinate with him, and have tastefully added the same pop of blue into your eyeshadow tonight.
Finally you have your own leather jacket, not long like Kenny’s, but you’ve once again taken to DIY-ing it, using a silver marker to write “Alpha & Omega” on the back section, which you now turn around to show off proudly, seeing it plastered all over the large screens above you. Perfect.
With the pyro finished Kenny grabs your hand and gives you a twirl, catching you by the hip with his other hand and pulling you in close.
Convincing yourself that this is just for show and none of it matters outside of work you cup his face gently with your free hand, planting a soft kiss on his cheek, turning away from the camera so as to give you a little privacy.
It earns you both a massive reaction from the crowd.
You can’t be certain what with all the stage lights going, but his face looks as though it’s tinged red as he grins sheepishly at you. You pull away and begin to make your way down the ramp, full of the same confidence that Kenny often exudes on camera. You feel weightless, giddy and ready to get down in the ring and give these people a fight. You blow Adam a kiss from the other side of the ring as you ascend the steps, poking fun and hoping to pull further noise from the crowd. It does.
You look back to see Kenny following after you down the ramp, doing his trademark shit talking to the camera. He leans in as he points up to you and you know it won’t be picked up by the mic, but you can see his lips move as he proudly announces “that’s my fuckin’ girl”.
It stings to know that it’s all for show, but you have zero time to dwell on the fact of the matter, savouring his words instead but knowing full well that it would come back to haunt you tonight when you try to sleep. His possessive tone would forever be imprinted in your mind.
When he joins you in the ring, discarding his jacket, you take a moment to absorb the scene before you.
In your eyes this was it. You’d finally made it to somewhere you wanted to be, somewhere you felt truly happy. You were about to wrestle Adam Cole and Britt Baker, alongside someone who meant a lot to you.
With the referee between you, ensuring no altercations would take place before the bell rang, you pat Kenny on the chest, nodding for him to take the outside of the ring, putting yourself in first.
Britt, never one to back down from a challenge, kisses Adam before he exits the square, turning to face you with determination written all over her face. The crowd roars again before they start to settle, ready for the promise of a killer match.
Kenny leans over the ropes, grabbing your arm before the bell is about to ring. He looks you directly in the eye, his face serious.
“Show ‘em who we are, doll.”
With his final words, you focus on Britt, ready to orchestrate the perfect brawl.
You both start out with some bitchy slaps, getting in each other’s face and shoving each other roughly as chants begin out in the crowd. Over her shoulder you see Adam watching intently, calling words of encouragement to Britt. Without warning you punch her in the jaw, spinning her around to face her boyfriend and, with her arms locked by yours, you pull her backwards with breakneck speed into a Snapdragon Suplex.
Adam is on the ropes instantly, shouting indignantly at the referee and hurling insults. Kenny is applauding you in your corner, seemingly proud of your perfect homage to one of his signature moves. You’d practiced a lot of these yesterday together, with Kenny flinging you around the ring countless times over and over to get you used to it.
You return your attention to Britt, throwing her into the turnbuckle in your corner, before rolling forward to give yourself the distance to run full pelt into her, twisting mid jump so your elbow connects with her sternum.
Britt shoves you away from her, going for a pump kick which you narrowly avoid, causing her to stumble forward. You get cocky, channeling the same energy as Kenny, taunting Britt to come for you again. She declines, retreating back to Adam to make a tag. As he enters you walk backwards, not needing to look as you outstretch your open hand, feeling the sharp slap as Kenny tags himself in.
The crowd are alive at the reality of Adam Cole versus Kenny Omega happening in front of them. You can’t stop from feeling the same way.
The next five minutes consists of some rapid back and forth, with Kenny eventually starting to flag as Cole gains the upper hand. As he goes to give Omega the Panama Sunrise you hop the ropes, Britt diving in to stop you from interfering.
Cole hits his move, quickly shifting to make the pin afterwards. You manage to Irish Whip Britt in their direction, causing her to collide with Adam and break the pin for you before Aubrey, the referee, has chance to make the third count. You drag Kenny back to your corner as Britt and Adam regain their footing, with Britt retreating back as Adam stalks forward.
Before he can reach you, you force a tag by leaning over and slapping Kenny’s shoulder as he rests in the corner, still pretending to be dazed. You quickly climb to the top rope, executing a perfect splash onto Adam before rolling off him. Kenny is out the ring finally and you pull Cole to his feet, slamming a knee into his gut so he’s hunched over. You take a run and bounce off the ropes, sprinting and hitting him with a perfect running knee that sends him crumpling to the floor.
Britt is beckoning at Adam to make a tag, leaning as far over the ropes as she can. You roll Adam in her direction with a shove from your boot, beckoning her to make the tag.
“Let’s go bitch!” You shout over the noise of the audience, feeling all the pent up stress and anger of the past couple of days bubbling to the surface. You’d never take your frustrations out on anyone, but you decide to use that energy and put it all into this match.
As the two of you lock up you can’t help but think of everything that’s happened recently, the whispers backstage whenever you walked by, the endless stream of shit from Twitter, the constant questions from your friends. It was exhausting and annoying.
For the next few minutes you and Britt wrestle your asses off, with the DMD matching your ferocity as you battle it out. You attempt a Tope Suicida at one point, with Kenny sitting on the ropes to make the gap larger for you, decreasing the risk of getting caught and landing flat on the outside. Eventually Britt gets you in a prime position for the Lockjaw, bringing her gloved hand to your mouth.
As she pulls on the lower half of your mouth you feign almost tapping out, the crowd deafening as cheers and chants of encouragement mix in with boos angled towards the heels. Instead you clamp your head down, biting on her fingers hard, which causes her to release her grip on you, cradling her hand and nursing the sore digits.
You crawl to Kenny and reach out, making a quick tag to let him finish off the match with Adam.
The two men collide in the ring. With his stamina regained, Kenny wastes no time in finishing up the match, providing his own Snapdragon to Cole with perfect execution before he pulls out the V-Trigger. With one last push, Adam is up on Kenny’s shoulders and down for the One-Winged Angel. You run into the ring and spear Britt as she goes for the save, the referee slamming his hand down for the three count and calling for the bell.
The audience erupts when the bell sounds the end of the match. You discreetly check Britt is okay with a gentle hand squeeze before leaving her, letting her crawl to Adam and mourn their loss.
You’d just beaten the fucking IT couple of AEW!
Kenny is sat in the ring, taking a moment, his back leant up against the ropes. You can see he needs a second by the look the two of you share as you near him, so you get down to his level, pulling him in for a hug as you rest on your knees in front of him, nuzzled between his legs. The public display acts as a short delay, allowing Kenny to recover some more. You can feel his slightly laboured breathing underneath your hands as they lay flat against his back. Kenny’s warm and inviting arms wrap you up, pulling you in closer as he rests his chin in the crook of your neck, his beard tickling the exposed skin.
“Well done...and thank you.” You mumble into his shoulder, wanting to keep your face hidden away from those pesky cameras.
Kenny’s fingers snake up into your hair, gripping onto the locks gently. “I think I should be thanking you, for agreeing to this crazy story and for putting up with my crazy antics.” He praises you in your ear, the words like beautiful music that resonates deep in your heart.
With that he pulls away and rests his forehead against yours for second, his eyes closed as you both sit and absorb the moment together.
Then he’s back to being TV Kenny, the one that brings the swagger and the cocky attitude as he gets up to his feet to much awaited cheers, pulling you up with him.
You both allow Aubrey to raise your arms up in the air, Kenny wincing slightly at the movement.
With the final goodbyes to the crowd you head backstage, going straight to the shared locker room where the Bucks and Brandon await your return.
Matt hugs you first, complaining in a typical older brother-esque style about how you’re sweaty and need to get a shower. You roll your eyes and shove him off you playfully, choosing to ignore the fact that he’s probably right. This is the type of bullying you’re used to from them, having grown up down the road from the Massie family back in California, where you first got in a wrestling ring that they’d built with their father together.
Nick ruffles your hair fondly, always having been the softer of the two. The youngest brother never stopped following you around when you used to go to their house to play together with them and their other siblings. Their older sister liked to tease and say Nick fancied you when you were back in middle school, although he never admitted it. You never believed it anyway.
“What’s the plan then guys? I say we go out, maybe find an arcade, grab some decent grub then call it a night before we head out for Ohio tomorrow!” Matt rambles, pulling out his phone to no doubt begin searching for the nearest arcade centre.
You don’t feel like you’re in any position to go out, instead craving the shower and bed back in your hotel room. Kenny looks over at you expectantly, as though waiting to see whether you were going to agree.
“I’m gonna call it a night I think guys, but seriously go out and have fun. Especially you, you deserve it.” You point at Kenny, before picking up your bag and coat, ready to call yourself an Uber back. You wouldn’t be staying till the end of the show like normal, feeling far too exhausted to stick around for another hour or so.
You exit the locker room, leaving the rest of the Elite to go party and enjoy their evening. As you saunter down the corridor, the cheers of the crowd echoing through from behind you, your phone pings with the notification alerting that your ride is here.
Picking up the pace you get outside, knowing there won’t be many people loitering as everyone is still inside for the show. Your lift pulls up in front of you, popping their boot open to allow you to dump your stuff in the back. As you circle back round the car to get in the back you hear your name being called, turning to look back at the venue front doors.
Kenny comes jogging out, his bag looped over his shoulder and a hoodie on, still in his wrestling gear like you.
“Kenny?” You laugh, unsure why he’s even out here. “What are you-”
“I bailed on the guys. I don’t fancy going out tonight either, so I wondered if maybe you wanted to uh, watch some movies...with me?” He’s slightly out of breath after having sped through the arena to catch up to you. You nibble on your bottom lip as you ponder over his offer. It was dangerous to let yourself spend more time with him alone.
Already you were struggling to keep up the mirage of a “fake couple” without it bleeding into your actual life and emotions. This wasn’t just kayfabe to you...it felt real, and it hurt just the same when you thought about it ending.
With a sigh, you nod, giving him a weak smile in response, already knowing you’re beyond help. You don’t want to fight it anymore, so you accept that there’s nothing you can do about how you feel about the man before you. With that, you may as well enjoy the time with him that you have before it somehow ends up in flames.
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Once at the hotel you grab an elevator together, Kenny selecting the floor. It’s on the same as yours handily enough, meaning you can grab a shower and change.
As you exit into the corridor you stop by your room, going to unlock the door, Kenny following after you.
You turn around in the doorway and halt him in his tracks with a hand on his chest.
“What’re you doing?” You laugh, seeing his confused face.
He frowns. “What are you doing?”
You roll your eyes. “I’m getting a shower, something which doesn’t require you to be in here. I’ll stop by your room when I’m done.”
There’s a dark glimmer in his eye at the mention of a shower and he smirks, seeming to have humoured himself with something.
He walks backwards, out of the doorway to your room, and as he turns to leave he looks back at you, his eyes giving you a once over.
“Text me if you change your mind.” He hums, leaving you stood contemplating whether it’s worth chasing after him and pulling him into your room. Grinning like a schoolgirl that just had their crush say ‘hi’ to them, you reign your desires in and instead shut the door.
As you stand beneath the hot spray, washing the ring grime off, you wonder if all this flirting is simply just a way for Kenny to keep you invested in the story, leading you on like some love-struck puppy. Those horrible thoughts slowly start to creep in, telling you that none of this is real, it’s just fake. That Kenny wouldn’t ever really want to be with you. All this, it’s a lie. You’re just living out a fantasy of yours but soon it’ll come to an end.
Feeling sour at the thought you leave the shower, shivering in the bathroom as you stand there naked, your arms wrapped around yourself.
What were you doing here really?
Playing Mr and Mrs for the camera until Kenny or Tony decide to ditch the act for something bigger, like Kenny’s next title run? Inevitably leaving you heartbroken and pushed aside.
You grab a towel and leave the bathroom to dry off, contemplating just getting into bed and letting the covers swallow you into a deep sleep.
With no energy to try and make yourself look decent, you throw on an oversized tee that swamps you, the hem falling past your pyjama shorts to your mid thigh.
When you exit your room, taking care to peek out and check the corridor first for any pesky Bucks or others, you scoot across to Kenny’s door, knocking lightly.
He opens the door to you, curls still wet from his shower as little droplets fall from the strands and drip onto his taped up body. He’s yet to put on a shirt, only in some basketball style shorts, so you get your first full view of him post-recovery.
He still appears as though carved by gods, but you notice a softer edge to his curves, the only seeming telltale that he’s been off for a while aside from all the tape wrapping him up. A few droplets run down his chest, trickling slowly across his lightly tanned skin. You clench your legs together, thighs rubbing slightly for some much wanted friction as you drink in his appearance.
“Want to come in?” He offers, stepping aside and opening the door wider to let you go past. You note how tidy the room is, thinking back to your own room that is a current stay of disarray. The bed is neatly made, with some DVDs spread out at the end for you to peruse.
“Take your pick, I won’t be a minute, should probably finish getting dressed.” He smiles sheepishly, catching his reflection in the mirror he passed by, which sends your heart pounding.
“Honestly don’t feel like you have to cover up in front of me, you should feel as comfortable as possible.” You assure him. Picking up one of the cases, you pop the disc into the TV’s box.
Kenny sidles up behind you, peering over your shoulder to see what you decided on, his fingers grazing over your hip as he leans in against your back. It takes all your inner discipline to not roll your hips back automatically, resisting the want to grind up against him and still the ache between your legs.
“Good choice.” Is all he says, not furthering in his advancement on you, despite his dancing fingers. You nibble your lip in frustration, needing distance from his touch in order to recalibrate and reign in your wants and desires.
“I’ll be back, we’re missing something important.” He informs you, heading for the door, the weighing pressure on your chest finally lifting, allowing you to release the breath you hadn’t even realised you were holding.
“W-what?” You stutter slightly, brain still slightly foggy from the cloud of lust enveloping it.
“Snacks!” Kenny beams, his face a picture of genuine excitement, that soft side to him you’d only seen a couple of times shining through.
With that he leaves the room, still shirtless mind you, closing the door so that you’re left standing alone in his room. Looking around, unsure what to do with yourself, you pull out your phone and text Ethan quick.
C: You around tomorrow? x
Ethan doesn’t take long to reply, obviously bored and messing around on his phone.
E: Off 2 film a new toy vlog once we reach Ohio, want 2 join? Hayter, Mark and Danhausen coming 2morrow x
You want to speak to Ethan alone and although a toy store isn’t the place you had in mind you figure that this is likely the only way to get a moment to speak to your friend. The next two weeks leading up to All Out were due to be hectic.
You type back a response quickly before Kenny returns.
C: See you tomorrow, need to talk about something URGENT x
E: Anything I should b worried about? x
Bless his sweet nature, you thought, unable to not smile at your friend’s genuine concern for you.
C: Just need a friend to talk to x
The front door opens and you look up to see Kenny has returned with his spoils. Share bags of various sweet things and some little bags of popcorn, plus a few cans of Coke and Sprite.
You go over to help him, his hands full as he struggles to open the door fully.
“Where did you go?” You laugh, taking a few of the things from his arms and locking the door behind you both as he dumps it all on the bed.
With a wolfish grin he kicks his shoes off. “Raided the vending machine!” He tells you before hopping onto the bed and patting the space next to him. “We need a lot of snacks if we’re gonna watch them all.” He gestures with the TV remote to the short stack of DVDs you’d put to the side.
“Wait we’re watching them all?!” You backtrack on his words, wanting to make sure you heard him right. His hand still rests on the bed where he beckoned you to sit.
“Well this is a movie night. I figured we watch till we’re tired.”
You contemplate for a moment whether or not you’re really going to be able to focus on these films for the rest of the night whilst sat next to him, as your mind seems to have it’s own agenda at the moment.
Fuck it.
You jump onto the bed beside him, propping the pillows up so you can rest back on them.
Kenny switches the room lights off and the two of you settle in for the first movie.
Not long into it Kenny stretches himself out, one arm coming up to rest behind his head as the other rests on the waistband of his shorts, his thumb hooked underneath. You attempt to ignore it, knowing he’s just getting comfortable, but can’t stop yourself from taking a moment to imagine what lies in those shorts.
Your core throbs at the thought and you have to resist the urge to slip your hands into your shorts just to get some satisfaction and curb the craving want in your stomach.
“Something wrong?” Kenny asks you earnestly, noticing the way you’ve stopped watching the film and seem to be staring off into space, your mind elsewhere.
Shaking your head you excuse yourself to the bathroom, needing a moment to calm yourself down. Kenny nods understandingly but his curiosity is definitely peaked as he watches you leave. Once inside the bathroom, the cool tiles underneath your feet, you turn on the tap to the coldest setting and stand there for a moment as it runs.
You don’t think you’re going to last around him. All this pent up sexual frustration is starting to seriously have an impact on you, to the point where you can’t even sit next to the guy without wondering what his cock looks like.
Worst of all, he seems oblivious to it, in typical male fashion.
You cup your hands under the cold stream and splash your face with water, relishing the startling wake up call it provides you. A few drops run down your front, dampening your t-shirt and the cold sensation makes your nipples pebble beneath the fabric. It’s fine though, because your head feels much clearer for it and you can think straight again once more. A couple more handfuls for good measure and you then dry off your face with the hand towel.
As you open the bathroom door and go to leave you’re nearly frightened to death when you find Kenny leaning against the wall next to you, arms folded across his broad chest.
“Jesus, Kenny! You just scared the fuck out of me.” You gasp, resting a hand on your chest, heart pounding beneath your palm. Kenny’s eyes wander down to your chest, seemingly distracted for a moment. He clears his throat after a few seconds.
“Everything okay?” He asks you sincerely, his hand subtly shifting down to his shorts, gently resting over his crotch as though he were hiding something. The TV in the background continues to run, with neither of you having even bothered to pause it. You bite your lower lip as you nod.
Kenny brings a hand up to your chin, tilting your head upwards and exposing your neck as he leans in. His nose grazes your jaw as his lips lightly dance across the sensitive skin of your neck.
“You’re such a terrible fucking liar.” He whispers softy, before his teeth nip sharply at your throat.
Fuck.
“K-Kenny-“ You stutter quietly, unsure how to respond to his actions. It’s not like you weren’t enjoying it.
“I hope you know just how hard this has been for me.” He murmurs across your skin. You look down as far as your eyes allow you from your current position, just about able to see his spare hand palming himself through his shorts. A significant outline of his cock is visible through the fabric and you swallow heavily. He’s certainly not small.
“For you?” You echo, thinking about how wound up Kenny has made you these past few days. Your legs squeeze together as you slowly grind your thighs. Kenny removes his hand from your chin and slaps your legs, forcing them apart.
“Don’t you fucking dare.” He growls, his hand moving up to cup your pussy, the tips of his fingers grazing over your clothed hole. “You’re such a tease.” He groans, the heel of his hand pressing into your clit, earning a breathy gasp from you.
“Then why don’t you put me in my place and just fuck me already?” You ask him boldly. Kenny’s head pops up so that his eyes are level with yours. His pupils are blown with lust and there’s none of that usual sparkle to them, instead having been replaced by a dark glimmer that promises pleasurable hell.
“Since you asked so nicely, doll.” He grins, both his hands reaching for your ass to pull you up off your feet and into his arms. With your legs wrapped around his waist your pussy is pressed flush against his rock hard cock, which nudges your clit with every bounce as he moves you towards the bed.
He throws the covers aside, the snacks and drinks going flying onto the floor as he clears the space to put you down.
You loosen your grip on him as he pulls away from you, his hands gripping your knees and spreading your legs apart.
“Get these off.” He demands, glaring at the shorts which still cloth your throbbing core.
You oblige willingly, wiggling yourself out and pushing them down your legs, kicking them off the rest of the way with your feet. The cold air of the bedroom hits your heat and makes you shiver, your nipples hard as they press through your t-shirt.
Kenny opens your legs once more, drinking in the sight of your glistening cunt as you lay bare for him. You notice a patch of precum that’s soaked through his shorts, an instant tell of how aroused he is.
“Now your turn.” You tell him, eager to see that delicious cock free from its restraints. He chuckles darkly, something which you don’t like the sound of.
“Patience. You’ll get my cock soon enough. But right now I want to have some fun. Let’s see how long we can hold off making you cum, hm?” He suggests, slipping further down the bed so his face lies level with your wet folds.
“Kenny, please I-ahh!” Your head falls back mid sentence as the warm and pleasant sensation of Kenny’s tongue swirling your clit hits you suddenly. Your hand reaches down to grab a bunch of his curls, tugging in retaliation. The sharp pain causes him to lift his head, glaring at you.
He crawls back up to you and presses his soft lips to yours, stilling your stubbornness for a moment. As you both deepen the kiss, Kenny’s hand slips down your stomach and presses between your folds, two fingers slipping inside of you without warning. You let out a gasp, your mouth open against his.
“That’s what you get for acting like a brat. Do it again and I won’t leave you able to walk.” He snarls, spitting in your mouth before he forces your mouth shut. “Swallow.” He commands you.
You do so willingly for him.
This seems to impress him as he smiles down at you. “Good girl.”
The praise from him alone is enough to send you light-headed.
“Fuck yourself for me, pretty girl. I wanna see how you touch yourself on those nights when all you desperately wanted was my cock filling up this beautiful cunt of yours.” He sits back on his heels, waiting and watching as you obediently follow orders.
You’re too hot in your shirt so you throw it off without further consideration, needing the cool air to bring you down off this sex-drunk high.
Without hesitation you reach a hand down between your thighs and begin to play with yourself, teasing your hole as your spare hand toys with your now free breasts. Kenny watched avidly as you fuck your fingers in and out slowly, your eyes half closed in lust-filled bliss.
“Kenny…” You moan softly. As you continue to pleasure yourself you watch as he dips a hand into his shorts, pulling his cock free. The sight nearly makes your throat run dry. How the fuck was he going to fit that in your tight hole?
Slowly he pumps his shaft as he watches you, running a thumb over the tip to collect the precum that had beaded out, using it to coat his cock.
“God, I could just cum watching you get yourself off over me, you needy slut.” He groans, his free hand coming to grip a hold of your knee.
You nod in agreement, already feeling your high start to build.
Kenny narrows his eyes at you as he watches your face change to become more concentrated.
“If you cum I won’t fuck you. So don’t even think about it.” He growls at you, fucking his fist with more vigour as his aggressive behaviour only riles him up further. You whine needily, hating the idea of losing your current momentum. “The only time you’re cumming tonight is around my cock, when I tell you to.”
Swallowing hard, you turn your concentration to holding off the impending orgasm in the pit of your stomach.
A couple more minutes go by as Kenny groans, complimenting you in every way imaginable. Your pussy, your pretty fingers as they disappear in your hole, the way your tits bounce slightly with each thrust.
“Enough.” He finally tells you, letting you remove your slick fingers from your swollen and throbbing cunt. “I need that tight hole around me.” He grunts, pulling his shorts off fully and fixing himself between your already shaky legs. He lifts one of them over his shoulder, sizing up his large cock to align with your pussy.
Without further warning, he presses his head in, slowly moving inch by inch to fill you up with his throbbing shaft. The stretch stings but isn’t unpleasant as he finally, eventually, bottoms out inside you.
“Fuck.” You both moan at the same time, eyes locking as you cast each other slightly fucked out smiles. Kenny takes a second before he moves, savouring the tight, warm feeling.
Once the tender moment has passed he’s back to himself, the cocky, dominating character that you’re all too familiar with. With a snap of his hips he pulls out nearly the whole way before slamming back into you, a sharp slap of skin against skin echoing in the room. The TV continues to run the film, providing some background noise.
He repeats the action again, relishing how your pussy milks him, taking every inch. He starts up a harsh rhythm, ramming himself into you at a furious pace. Unrelentless and unforgiving, he furthers the motion by leaning into you, the angle shifting so that he can hit deeper. His face hovers above yours, curls bouncing with each movement, as he watches you. With each rotation of his hips you have to fight to stop your eyes rolling back into your head.
“You’re close aren’t you?” He asks after a short while, feeling you start to clench tighter around his cock. “Hold off, princess. I promise you’ll cum, but only when I say so. Can you do that for me?”
You nod weakly, but he raises an eyebrow at you.
“I need words doll, tell me you can hold on like a good girl. Let me savour your wet, hot cunt just a little longer.” He slightly groans at the end, a signal to you that he’s close to his own orgasm.
“Yes.” You agree.
“Yes what?” He growls, his pace picking up. He grips your throat with one hand in warning. Each thrust nudges your clit, sending fire through your stomach.
“Y-Yes…sir.” You gasp, feeling his grip slowly tighten, playing with your oxygen flow, the light headed sensation making you fuck-drunk.
Kenny pumps into you some more at the same unforgiving pace, his stamina clearly not affected despite you both going at it consistently for a while now. It’s only when his tight, controlled thrusts become sloppy that you realise how close he is.
“Fuck-“ He hisses, the hand currently gripping your thigh moving to rest above your clit, his thumb pushing down on the sensitive bud and rolling tight circles over it.
“Kenny, I can’t-“ You choke out, feeling the familiar hot burn in your stomach as he continues his pace.
“Let go princess, cum for me and get your sweet juices all over my cock. Be good for me and show me how much you wanted this.” He encourages, slipping in and out of you with such ease now. You had adjusted so well to his swollen, thick length that he couldn’t help but praise your resilience.
You stop trying to fight off your orgasm, instead meeting each of his thrusts with your hips, the movement putting additional pressure on your clit.
“I-I’m gonna…” You groan, unable to finish your words as Kenny pushes you into your orgasm, continuing to fuck you through the intense waves of pleasure as your hands reach for something to anchor to, finding his back and digging into the hard muscle. The feeling brings a hiss of pleasure and pain from him, edging him over as he too rides out his orgasm, a low moan coming from the back of his throat as he thrusts a few more times into you for good measure. His cock throbbing as he thrusts his thick ropes of cum into you.
Kenny flops forward, his arms supporting him so as not to fall directly onto you. His eyes remain closed for a few seconds as he regains his composure, before opening them and meeting you with a tired, fucked-out smile.
Unable to say much at the moment, trying to reserve your remaining energy, you return the smile.
He leans in slowly, careful not to move too quick, and presses a soft, tender kiss to your swollen lips that you’ve bitten red raw.
“So much for professionalism, huh?” He jokes, relieving you both of the post-fuck tension that had followed.
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look at him moving around that ring like a monkey
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Mia and Evie (Alan and the Bakers)
transportation and creation of bioweapons is inherently bad especially considering the t virus doesn't kill it's victims they look dead but aren't actually dead. They're simply rabid the researchers will is a file you find in RE1 that says something to that affect i think
Graves Diary I had thoughts about it and its in the tags mostly and the last line of the Scientists dying message from RE3R put it down word for word and in Not A Hero Blue Umbrella is made from old Umbrella employees
i have no idea what this is mostly a collection of dialogue and files that cover these characters in relations to each other with a little bit of analysis thrown in for spice. this is purely self indulgent rambles of things that made me go *blink* (I swear I will try to keep the repetition to a minimum so forgive the amount of links to my own posts and the wiki). Needless to say its my own thoughts and if you have a problem make your own post don't clown on mine (hint if you want to comment would you say the same thing in person?)
RE7 wasn't really focused on story but rather bringing back the gameplay of survival horror? with the franchise as a whole the game did not have the means and ways to dive into the pyshcology of Mia and Evie and everyone really. this is also a soft reboot and everyone can see the similarities of the game with the RE1 hd remaster the same one that introduced 14 year old Lisa Trevor and her family that were kidnapped and used in experiments (her parents were considered failed experiments and died but Lisa survived all the way until the mansion incident 1998 some researchers were volunteered to pretend to be Lisa's mum and it did not go well... and when we defeat her as Chris we get an achievement called "an end to the poor girls misery")
I probably missed some dialogue bits oh well (RIP gaming scripts wiki)
beginning: all we can do is speculate how Alan and more importantly Mia got given the very important and not doomed from the start job of transporting Evie and heck started working for the connections to begin with (btw it adds a flavor to my thoughts that Evie's sales pitch was to end all wars and think of the context of the re universe just in games let alone everything else. And I said this in the tags of my graves diary post but what organisation airs their criminal exploits of the bat?)
thing of note in the official paid for guide book for RE7 has Mia down as starting to work for the connections in 2010 early on but working with Evie herself in 2014 and Evie needing to be moved quickly (and without packing what she needs to not go off the rails) was in October 2014. Take this with a grain of salt because the guide is in japanese.
daughters
giving the clothes to Evie (well trying to) Zoe: "Alright, little girl. Let's get you cleaned up." Eveline: "They're mine now."
mine meaning: belonging to or connected to me. in this usage I would say both because Evie has started taking control of them and also they are connected to her through the mold
finding Marguerite over the bath: "Zoe? Come look. Come see her gift. Look at all the pretties my little girl has given me!"
we don't get to see how Evie see's her powers but as we see Marge viewing them as a gift it is safe to say that Evie does as well
thing i wrote before was jack's saying "i have to show her how devoted I am" but more things (and one repeat I so badly want to know WHEN Miranda decided Evie wasn't good enough for her)
Zoe: "Daddy? Stop it!" Jack: "Don't you worry. It's a whole lot worse than it looks. Cleanliness is next to godliness and your mother's pretty fucking close to meeting him right now. She wants me to do this. I have to show her how devoted I am. She wants us all to show her our love." Zoe: "Daddy���" Jack: "You don't wanna disappoint her now, do ya? We can't do that." Zoe: "Who are you talking about?" Jack: "Your new sister Evie!"
expectations and what Evie wants from the Bakers fulfilling her purpose
path to the bad ending: Marguerite "Zoe! "I'm so sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me." Zoe: "Mama..." Marguerite: "Stay away! Don't touch her! Don't hurt my family!" Zoe: "I don't understand, Mama—what's going on?" Marguerite: "Here, take it. Take it! Go!" Zoe: "Don't worry, Mama. I'll go get help."
I love the call back like Mia echoing what Alan and Jack said to Ethan. Marge is telling Evie to stay away from Zoe trying to protect her but it doesn't work Marge joins in hunting Zoe soon after.
Jack "shut up you ain't real hysterical laughter" this makes me sad for a few reasons but mostly because he is fighting Evie mentally but can't stop himself physically (stabbing himself further with the broken bottle)
Bad ending of Daughters: Jack: "What? You're just gonna up and leave us?" Marguerite: "Don't you wanna meet your little sister?" Jack: "Now you're just being rude! And I... cannot... abide... by... rudeness!"
last moment of this is brutal. that's all i can say
good ending: the only thing I have to say about the cutscene for this is Evie calling Zoe "sister" twice at the start and at the end. its the letter from Mia that makes it interesting (second post)
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loving message and the warning (comparison of the partial one and the full version of the warning):
1 Mia: "Hey baby! I just wanted to send a quick "hello" and "I love you". Oh! Good news! I'm gonna be coming home soon! Yay! I cannot wait to be done with this babysitting job—And come home to my loving husband. I miss you. I gotta get back to work. I love you, Ethan. I miss you so much. I'm sending tons of kisses. Bye baby!"... Mia: "Ethan… You were right. I did lie to you. I shouldn't have, but—All I can say is that if you get this… Stay away."
again I wonder how long this not doomed to fail babysitting job was supposed to be done. and wondering where she did it because there should be a little sway right? And I wonder the gap between this video and the warning. How much did Ethan know or was told? And Mia wasn't sure that it was going to get through to Ethan (a fair enough assumption because I don't think sending things from a boat in the middle of a storm would lead to a good connection you know?)
2 on the road... Friend: "Oh hey, you alright? You just disappeared the other night." Ethan: "Yeah, yeah. No, I'm good, I'm good. It's Mia. She's not dead, she's alive. She's back." Friend: "They found her? How? What happened?" Ethan: "I don't know. I don't know how, but she's back, she's back somehow. Maybe it's a prank. She wants me to come and get her." Friend: "Where is she?" Ethan: "Dulvey. Dulvey, Louisiana." Friend: "Dude, it's been three years!" Ethan: "I know, I know. But what if it is her? I have to find out what happened."
Ethan was out with the guys when he got the email and left straight away. A lot of faith Ethan is putting in a email (we don't know its a email at this point we find it in the inventory when we start the game and I would not trust it much to be honest) "maybe its a prank" I wonder if there had been false alarms before or people coming in wanting 15 seconds of fame pretending to be her (because this made the news we see it at the start of Daughters like imagine if they had waited imagine if they had called the authorities and decided to not wait to go into town with Mia/ Evie/ both. I wonder how much the media had to play in the inital invesitagtion when Mia was just MIA and not considered dead, because they thought she was dead!)
3 Ethan arrives: "accept her gift"
4 finding Mia:
Ethan: "Mia! Thank God I found you. It's me. It's Ethan!" Mia: "Ethan? Ethan!" Ethan: "Are you alright?" Mia: "You shouldn't be here." Ethan: "What do you mean? You contacted me." Mia: "No, no. I wouldn't. Did I? Did anyone see you? Did he see you?" Ethan: "He? Who else is here? What's going on?" Mia: "Daddy's coming. We need to go." Ethan: "Daddy?" Mia: "We need to go—now!"
immediate confusion upon waking quickly turning into concern for Ethan and if Evie through Jack saw him (he did in the swamp and then Jack vanished). Also Mia grabbed his hand and led him out of the cell.
eta 17th July "where are you taking me?" Mia: "someplace safe"... Carlos says "lets get you someplace safe" to Jill when they first meet in RE3R
4 "we're going to be a family now that you're here" a little bit of evie peeking through there (side note i love the voice acctress for how she differentiates the different modes of Mia's la la land when Evie is in her head- I can't believe its taken me until this most recent playthough who am i?) Also Evie was talking about that Ethan being the most pivotal piece of having Mia fall into line and accept her)
5 Mia attacks
a first: Mia: "I can hear her… I can feel her clawing her way back inside of me. Get out! Leave me alone! I've been bad. I deserve this." Ethan: "What the fuck are you, Mia?"
I wonder how long Evie was whispering in Mia's head before completely taking her over and attacking Ethan the first time. I love the use of "clawing" because the word itself is violent in relation to animals but also desperate and with difficulty
b second: Mia doesn't say much but what she says is important Mia: "Leave me! Go!" like it shows the two sides of her the part that Evie is controlling and the part of Mia that is still herself because she is trying to not drag Ethan down with her (she was trying the entire time but Evie/ Lucas interefered) and "shouldn't have come Ethan now you have to be dead too" as I have said Mia drowned in the Annabelle (moment of confusion if you think of the post with @mushroomwithsomeink many moons ago)
side note: Zoe's first call is showing the hive mind because how would she know? i doubt there is CCTV cameras everywhere and like think of how Jack knew of the people Zoe was trying to help and where they got too.
c. chainsaw: Mia: "Ethan! It's OK. It's OK, it's me. I know you didn't mean to hurt me. But you shouldn't have done that! It fucking hurt! Now let's see what you feel." and when it goes to Ethan cradling his stump "... "Its my job. must burn it all down"
99% Evie at this point (as we can see her holding the screwdriver behind her) the entire reason Mia was in the cell from late 2015 in the first place is because she got violent. And this last playthrough I heard her say that and because of the colour of the subtitles and Ethan's distorted hearing I don't know exactly what she says but its fun right? (also as I'm writing this 16th July um its really funny that Nimona has Ambrosious from Nimona idk how to spell says cutting someones arm off is not a love language and yeah humor)
d and third (best place to get this dialogue is in madhouse because you are running scared most of it) "leave me please..." and "I don't want your help (Ethan)" and "what are you hiding Ethan? what don't you want me to know?" and "go back home" and "everyone is relying on me"... "the core must be destroyed" and "must contain outbreak"
we don't know Ethan's past how he gets Chris Redfield on his case and we all know Ethan knew something was off with Mias job and we know he would have wanted to help her before all she went missing and now he wants to help her but also on the back foot (and everyone's relying on me the bakers are puppets for lack of a better term they're aware but can't quite control themselves and they can't quite make any concrete plans because the others would see it in their heads)... "core must be destroyed" in this instance its Evie but consider what the thing is in Village core is a synonym of root. and when you're playing as Chris tossing the detonator into the fungus there is a achievement for it called "the root of the matter"
16th July 2023 putting Jack down for sleepy time when's stalking you and watching him get up again he says things "dozed off there for a minute" and "okay back on my feet" and if you attack him again "cut it out" (only attempt this with infinite ammo I do have screenshots)
6 Mia tape:
starts with Mia saying "Ethan, if you find this—I know I can't expect anything from you1. Not after what happened. After what I did. But I just want you to know that wasn't me. I don't know what happened. There's so much that you need to know."
looking at that first line and again I wonder about the relationship at the start and whenever she started working for the connections. the last line always confused me a little but thinking on it now
gameplay: "over here Mummy" calling the mold a gift and Marge being somewhat privy to what Mia and Zoe had planned specfically for Ethan though I wonder if that applies to the others Zoe tried to help. Marges line I haven't thought more on it so here we are.
"I don't understand you at all. this is a gift" Marge and Evie I think Evie has been trying to get Mia to accept her for three years and can't understand why she wouldn't
"this house has seen more than you can imagine and it knows" no thoughts just Hill House
"I know you and zoe are plotting. I know you are scheming. you think i don't know what you want to do with that boy Ethan"... they can't outright plan or do anything because Evie will interfere (Zoe tries to help people but can't fully leaving cryptic help and clues around and on the phone is the best she can do)
"you think little Evie is going to put up with your shit forever bitch?" the first time bitch is used in this game (I think?) speculation that this is Marge warning Mia that Evie's going to grow tired of her
"there are known unknowns here and you are not paying fucking attention" this is a really good line and I have no idea what to make of it
7 hide and seek (name from the wiki alternate name totally not rehashed in village... honestly one of the things I was not expecting was the similarities between Jack and Moreau but here we other similarities in the boathouse Jack calls out for Marguerite AND he also says a few times "nobody loves me")
Jack: "I was gonna be her father. But now she says he will be her father. No-no-no-no-no-no-no. I will find him and I will make him suffer. And you my friend will help me."
thoughts: rejection is a strong emotion and Jack has been Evie's father for years and now he (and Marge though she never thinks of it) are being replaced by Ethan and Mia (much like in Village Rose replaced the lords as a stand in for Eva)
8 zoe call 4: Zoe: "Yes, now listen carefully, Ethan. My family and I… our bodies are contaminated. I can't leave the property unless I get it out. Same goes for Mia." Ethan: "Is there a way to get it out?" Zoe: "We need the serum. It should clear whatever this stuff is out of the body. As long as you're not too far gone."
ahem as I have said before this serum its a basic bitch ass serum that works best when you are just infected not having lived with it for three years or (or died at anytime during that because Mia drowned and it partially worked but well we all know what happened to zoe) it has a expiry date or both
9 brief reunion Mia: "Ethan?" Ethan." Ethan: "No more bullshit, Mia. I want some answers." Mia: "I know. I know. You're right. And I always wanted to tell you—but, I just—I can only remember a little and the rest is just gone!" Lucas: "Daddy, right? You mind if I borrow Mommy for a little bit? Well, don't just stand there—do something! Mia: "Ethan! Help!"
always wanted to tell you but I just...? this is interesting as we well everyone who reads my thoughts know that I have said many times that Ethan already suspected Mia was up to something but didn't know what. And I have also wondered if the connections didn't trust Mia (okay what criminal organisation would trust anyone 100% especially someone who has family outside of the organisation) and that's part of the why they put on Eveline's team in the hopes of Evie imprinting on her and possibly taking out a future thorn in their side (when they disappeared I doubt they left Ethan alone at the same time the police did).
I wonder what she remembers at this point her attacking him or the last moments on the tanker or very random flashes that no one would be able to piece together?
Ethan: "Haven't found any, but I did find out what we need to make one. A D-series head and an arm. This can't be right…" Zoe: "A head? I think I have that around here somewhere." thought which is sarcastic "I wonder why you have the head near you"
10 Marge fight: "mess with my family" and I missed the rest I am sorry but the general gist is protective mamma bear (mama bug?) mode
Marge actually says a lot in the greenhouse but only once mentions Evie "poor little Evie is going to be heartbroken"
11 note "somethings wrong with her" who wrote this and why "Evie: "stay away" genuine warning not out of concern but to stop Ethan messing with things. also the writing on the wall after you grab the d series arm the only bit I can make out is "daddy I will not..."
12 Lucas: "That's family business, Ethan, and not your concern, understand?" Now, if you want the head, feel free to come on by anytime. I'll give it to ya! But only if you participate in a little… activity I've put together—just for you... Ethan. E-than. Ethan, Ethan—hold on, hold on, hold on. I got something for you. Looky, looky what I got. You know what this is for? You know what Zoe wants to do with this? She thinks this thing is special. No, Ethan, that ain't special. This—this right here is special. You see, Ethan, not everybody wants to turn back the clock. What? What, Eveline? I'm just trying to show him. I'm just trying to show him that not everybody wants to go back to how things were. Zoe's a stupid bitch! She doesn't understand that I don't wanna go back to how things were before my father found y'all. Not everybody wants to turn back the clock. So—so, Ethan. Ethan? You can, uh—you can, um, crawl around underneath that filthy, rotten house all you want looking for them ingredients, but you ain't gonna find a goddamn thing, Ethan. You wanna make that serum? Ooh, baby. You're gonna have to come through me. You hear? Well, come on, Ethan. What do you say?"
It is hard to put on a scale who is most loyal to Evie at any given time like it changes. with Jack we see flashes of concern and him saying "stop" before laughing hysterically. Marge we don't see that at all she only knows one thing and that is protect what was put under her care. Mia is somewhere between Marge and Jack. (Zoe is the most normal as I don't think she got put on the same level of infection of the others which is huge physical trauma) .Lucas is just interesting we don't know yet how horrible Lucas really is but we'll get to it as time goes on Lucas is essentally putting on a front for Evie and the connections. He is not under Evie's control but still infected and with that we know he is watching Ethan take out his parents and the other molded and compiling and selling the data for unkown third party. And simply put Lucas enjoys all of this he enjoys the power and being able to experiment. Also what was Evie saying to Lucas when he yells at her
barn fight: Lucas "how you deal with hardships in life is what makes you a man ethan" this is Lucas quoting Jack at some point in the past. their relationship before Evie wasn't good (Lucas having a fuck you list)
13 meeting: Ethan: "Right here. This should be enough, right?" Zoe: "If we make 'em fast enough. My father and Lucas aren't far away." Mia: "He's coming. Daddy's coming." Zoe: "Good, there's enough for two." Ethan: "So, after we make the serum, what's next?" Zoe: "There's a boat outside. We'll take it through the swamp. But neither of us'll get very far without the serum.
Mia has a better grasp on where Jack is as she is closer to his level of infection. Zoe can feel him as well but isn't as accurate. Also combining a head and arm into a serum would not be as easy as it looks I wonder where (we know where Mia) more importantly when taught her this (and the importance of the watch). Also I would love to know what Ethan was going to say before Zoe interupts
14 Jack appears and his fatherly side comes out briefly when scolding Zoe ("get your ass back to the house I will deal with you later"). but in the fight itself he mourns Marge and says "no one loves me"
15 Choosing Mia (partially wrote on this) Zoe: "It's fine. It was foolish thinking I could escape." Mia: "But Zoe—" Zoe: "Go. Both of you just go!" Mia: "Come with us. I'm sure there's someone who can help—" Zoe: "This is my home. Apparently, I belong here."
I would love to know what Mia was about to say to Zoe before she cut her off (damn it zoe we're missing out here)
16 on the boat: Mia: "Ethan, thank you." Ethan: "Who the hell else was I going to choose?" Mia: "Ethan!" Ethan: "Mia, I know you've been through a lot. But we need to talk. You had something to do with all of this, didn't you? Look, I just wanna know the truth." Mia: "Ethan, I honestly don't remember." Ethan: "Try! Is that the boat? How the fuck did that get here? You're OK. What the hell was that?..."
I love this bit as there is element of expectations in your spouse and Ethan again asking for answers and getting nothing really
17 Evie leading the way again "Mummy this way". Mia being surprised at the flashes inside the wrecked ship. writing on the wall from ship workers "she's inside me" and "she is not my child" the latter is interesting as it implies Evie refers to mutliple people as parental figures
Evie: Are you remembering? Mia: what are you?
Mia is still not there yet but she knows that little girl is powerful to some capcity and Evie is still luring her deeper into the ship
18 "you said we could be a family... you said" Mia: "wait" Evie running off again saying "I am tired of waiting" Evie has been wanting Mia to be her mother for 3 years and Evie thinks she has got the piece (Ethan) to make Mia comply with her desires (it doesn't it backfires)
Evie asking Mia to watch the tape: "you need to remember so we can be a family"
19 the Tanker tape (going to skip a little over this as I already wrote about it here its the Mia and Alan post)
Mia: "Alan, you're getting worse." Alan: "She must have infected me during the attack. And I'm too far gone anyway. But it serves me right. It's my fault she got out." Mia: "Yeah, it is your fault. But that doesn't mean I'm gonna let you die." Alan: "She didn't attack you?" Mia: "It's part of her imprinting protocol. I can't believe this is happening." Alan: "Here, take it. It has her tissue samples. You find her—you fix this." Mia: "OK, Evie. Where are you?"
what kind of attack? its the vomiting (which is where the molded spawn from they describe that action as vomiting again in not a hero in the evie obersvation log). How do they mean Evie got out? like the picture from before Mia gets on the boat has Evie holding her arm and that's all we get and of couse at some point Jim see's Evie so they're not keeping to themselves in their quarters (the only image I can think of is Evie wearing a toddler harness and wriggling her way lose)
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(considering this picture and what Evie and Mia are wearing and the picture we find in Village I am fairly confident in saying Miranda decided Evie wasn't good enough just before she left- said it before and I'll say it again i want to fight Miranda for so many people Clarke Griffin as she never really got true vengence on her cult leader Donna, Evie, Mia, Rose, Ethan the villagers who trusted her. Eva herself because she had to have watched this all unfold)
20 mid scene: Evie: "are you mad at me mummy". " Mia: "no Evie I'm not mad. Wait what did you call me?" Evie: "I don't want to live at the lab anymore. i want a house and I want you to be my mummy" Mia: "okay Evie I'll be your mummy. come back with me right now" Evie runs off and the sirens start blaring
1 never make a impossible promise especially to a child 2 Mia and Alan were caretakers for Evie on this titanic endeavour and this is seems to have been the first time Evie called Mia mummy as Mia is suprised by it.
21 death of Alan: "Where's Evie?" Mia: "She's out of control. Without the treatments, she's deteriorating."... Alan: "She trusts you. That little bitch, she never—No, Evie, I—Evie—I didn't mean to call you that, Evie." Mia: "Alan, listen! She's trying to take control. You have to fight her. Eveline, stop! Stop right now!" Alan: "Don't touch me!"
this is when Mia gets infected when Alan was coughing Mia reached out to support him and that's all it took. and we can tell how Alan really feels about Evie at this point and he should never have worked with kids because he talks about Evie trusting Mia then calling her a bitch then he gets cut off "she never" what? trusted Alan? kids aren't dumb and can tell how people feel about them right? Evie knew that he saw her as monster (I do want to know what he was going to say after that though part of me thinks that this would have been a great time to mention Miranda)
calm before the storm/opening message part 2 (Ethan knew Mia was lying to him) Mia: "Ethan… You were right. I did lie to you. I shouldn't have, but—All I can say is that if you get this… Stay away. Forget that you ever knew me. Have a good life Also I am not sure how the message would have got to Ethan during a storm and then the tanker got destroyed both of those things can't lead to get a good connection
tanker: Eveline: "We'll be together forever."- tanker is destroyed Mia drowns
after tape finishes: Eveline: "Now do you remember?" Mia: "Yes, Eveline, I remember." Eveline: "Can we be a family like before?" Mia: "No, Evie. We can't be a family. We were never a family. We will never be a family." Eveline: "Then I don't need you anymore."
Mia remembers the important things and as I said this backfires on Evie. Evie hurt/killed/turned people despite being asked by Mia to not to do that to come back (yes Evie is a child in a environment that didn't teach her anything at all and then the connections also let people who knew nothing about kids and how to handle them transport her), caused Mia to drown, and caused the suffering of many more people for three years. And then dragged Ethan into Mia's hell. Which got him hurt and infected. It's no wonder Mia completely rejected her after all of this happened and stopped trying to placate her.
interacting with the cameras and finding where Ethan is: Evie "liar" Mia: "fucking hallucinations where is she?" the projections of young Evie gets around and i wonder why she chose this moment to interact with Mia and grabbing her arm (old Evie gets weeled around by the molded wearing birthday hats from Jacks bday)
arriving at the mold: Evie "he's waiting"... "I need you to do something for me" Mia: "Ethan"
the "he's waiting" always makes me twitch on the two occasions I played the bad ending as I had watched this game first then played it myself and it just has the image of helpless prey.
the sad truth (love this scene)
Jack: "Ethan. Ethan... I know, I know—I'm not going to hurt you. Hell, I never would have if I could have helped it." Ethan: "What do you mean?" Jack: "I'm no killer, son. Neither is Marguerite, nor my boy, Lucas. Or even Zoe here. That girl, Eveline. She did this." Ethan: "What the hell is she? Now what did she do to you?" Jack: "She infected us with her gift. That's what she calls it. I found her near a busted-out tanker in the bayou. Everything changed after that." Ethan: "So she infects you, and then she takes control?" Jack: "No, not exactly, son. She just--she forces her way into your mind and your soul and… you can't fight back. You are connected to her, and you can't resist the urge to… You're a different person after that. Ethan: "Just like Mia. So Mia sent me that message because of Eveline." Jack: "Listen, the girl just wants a family of her own. She's the key, alright? You find her and you stop her. Ethan, free my family—please."
I wonder how long Ethan was sitting in this room with Jack waiting for him to wake up. I wonder what Jack was thinking and what he was choosing to say (was Evie listening in) Evie does think of her powers as a gift and because of that it makes me wonder how she came to feel like that (Miranda? probably i so want to fight her can you tell? yes part is because of the 100 and what they did to Clarke but the similarities are there and they are horrible when you think about it) the perspective Jack has on being taken over by Evie and wanting to show her how devoted he was makes me so sad. And the moment of sympathy from Jack about Evie wanting a family but he wants to protect his family so he asks Ethan to "free them" I wonder if Jack does genuinely consider Evie family despite what she did to them and others. Jack was in the army and he knows that you can feel for others as much as you want but when they are actively causing a shit load of harm they have to be taken out (they got lucky that Evie didn't want grow her family more than she did what if she decided she wanted to go into town? or a city?) also I really wish Jack was the one to talk to Ethan about him being dead
Mia: "Eveline, stay away from him." Eveline: "Why? He doesn't love you. I can make him love you." Mia: "Don't—Don't hurt him." Eveline: "Silly—I told you. I'm not going to hurt him." Mia: "Don't you dare." Eveline: "Or, what? You're not my mommy—remember."/// Mia: "There's no time. You have to get out of here and find her. Here, take this." Ethan: "What? Wait—wait—what are you doing? What are you doing?" Mia: "Saving your life. You need to go. I won't be able to resist for much longer." Ethan: "No—" Mia: "Now, go kill that little bitch." Ethan: "No—no. Mia—no!"
cracks knucles: Evie naturally misunderstanding Ethan and thinking love is control and another attempt on her part to get Mia to do what she wants outright using Ethan as bargaining chip?. Mia thinking Evie will hurt him in doing so and I wonder how much worse can this be? Ethan has already lost a hand and gotten his head curb stomped... the final time someone says "find" Evie. Alan was somewhat resigned, Jack pleading and Mia desperate because she was on the edge of a cliff about to drop. Also Mia has the tissue samples that she hands to Ethan the entire time the moment you wake up at the ship you will find that in her inventory. I doubt Evie knew its significance as why would she leave it be unless she didn't know. Mia's use of little bitch is purely baiting Evie (also in the scene you can see Evie to the side) the last time someone called her that died Mia was fully expecting to die here I think and buying Ethan time
writing on the wall "all your fault" this hits hard on bad ending route but still on either route you read this and you wonder what exactly your fault is the death of the Bakers? or Mia specifically I am considering it to be the latter
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bad ending notes:
choosing: Ethan: "I'm sorry. I really am. But Zoe will be able to guide the two of us to safety, and then I can come back for you." Mia: "Go. I don't wanna hear it. Both of you just go!" Ethan: "Mia." Mia: "Go! My place is here—with her." Ethan: "Don't be ridiculous." Mia: "You forget. I still have a job to do."
world of difference here between Mia resigning herself to being left behind with Ethan saying he himself will come for her (I don't know how a 100% normal civilian would be able to go back into the danger zone- he would Chris would try to stop him but alas that never comes to be does it?)... and the "You forget. I still have a job to do" is a badass line and I am mad at capcom for putting it in the bad ending
zoe dies: Ethan: "I wanna know what all of this is about. Starting with Mia." Zoe: "Mia came here with Eveline. That's how it started." Ethan: "Eveline… the kid. I knew Mia was hiding something." Zoe: "That—there's the boat that Mia came with Eveline on." Ethan: "What the…? They came on that? Let's go take a look." Zoe: "I'm not going back there." Ethan: "I gotta know what Mia was up to. What the hell?" Zoe: "It's her. Eveline doesn't want us to leave. No—No! Evie—Please, Evie! I'll be good. I promise." Ethan: "Zoe?? Zoe!! What the fuck?!"
Ethan doesn't see Evie at this point (not at that stage of infection) but he does hear her.
mia attacks
midway through Mia says 2 things (and Evie in the back ground going "kill him")
1 did you and that slut have a good time?
jealousy and insecurity
2 I thought you loved me
3 I can't believe you picked her over me
misunderstanding and the most Evie- like things to say in my opinion
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SALT MINE end is in sight good god radio in the shack before the mine itself
"if you see eveline your orders are shoot to kill"
self explanatory really but I wonder who was using it to listen in before Ethan ultimately did
(well after it because other than "die" no one says anything)
floating in between
Mia: "Ethan! It's OK. It's OK, it's me. I know you didn't mean to hurt me." 1 Eveline: "Kill him, Mommy." Mia: "But you shouldn't have done that! It fucking hurt!" 2 Eveline: "He doesn't want to be my Daddy? 3 Then he can die. Now it's Mommy's turn to kill you."
1 Evie is provoking Mia. 2 Ethan has no idea what happening so how would he be able to decide to agree to a surprise adoption? 3 its the last part that interests me as look at it. It could be a translation error. It could be that Ethan is already dead (through shock also fun thing of note in some instances after Mia slashes his hands his blood looks black) or on his way and this will finish him off (if you go back into the room with secret compartment to ladder that is blocked off and you can't go back that way- it could be a way to funnel you where they want but also the ladder Ethan falls off is sizeable)
2 Eveline: "You're gonna be one of us. Then maybe you'll play nicely." Ethan: "I'm not playing." Eveline: "No! Get that away from me!"
at this point Ethan is 100% infected (first he heard her then he saw her) and Eveline doesn't think of that and thinks if he were then maybe he will be more willing to play
so if you go upstairs in the guest house before the Evie fight we hear Mia say "Ethan, help me" what I only found out today however (19/07/23) after showing Evie the serum (Mia said "leave me to die" I waited a bit and she said that) I went back into the living room to get a screenshot of the bed infront of the little door. This time halluncination Mia was lying on it then jumped up and attack and she said somethings
"I don't want to hurt you" and "I don't need your pity" this one I am not entirely sure where we are but heres the screenshot. And my thoughts the first one is her wanting to keep him safe. The second is a matter of pride. And it is Mia was good enough to be chosen to transport Evie (you all know my feelings about the mission but you know she was trusted with a very important mission) but not good enough to convince her to stand down and keep Ethan and everyone safe (pity means: Sympathy and sorrow aroused by the misfortune or suffering of another. A matter of regret.). and finally "you don't understand" this is interesting and it was the last thing i heard from Mia (Idk if there was anything more) so I wonder what the context is here. as we don't know anything other than these are echoes of what happened? before as she is actively attacking us with the chainsaw so it was interesting my brain is mush I might have something more to say on it later
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3 "why does everyone hate me" after injecting her with serum: she is a child and doesn't grasp that controlling people and then being freed from that control doesn't instill good feelings. "I just wanted a family" a simple wish she couldn't have gone around it in a better way at all
Chris appears more speculation and a little analysis
Chris: "I'm Redfield. I'm glad we found you." Ethan: "The fuck took you guys so long?"
after picking up Mia I wonder what that was like? was she guarded or on her own? partially dying? not in good shape considering how out of it she is in the heliocopter.
why was Ethan expecting the gang to turn up and clear up? because going in he didn't know exactly what he was getting into (he was expecting something but those expectatiosn got tossed so far out the window they currently in space) and it takes awhile to mobilise the troops and its either Chris is there because he knows Ethan/ Mia is there and what Mia was up too (the events could be happening concurrently and the radio message we over hear lends to that and Ethan's reaction is part of his personality shining through?) honestly I think its a little of both
ending reunited
Mia: "Ethan?" Ethan: "Mia—You made it. I'm glad." Mia: "Did I?"
Ethan (narrating): "They say that when one door closes, another opens. Well, a door closed tonight. And what a long night it was—but not just for me. Mia and I weren't the only victims here. So were the Bakers. It was that… thing, Eveline, who made them that way. But now Eveline's dead. And these guys are here to clean up the mess. I had just come to terms with losing Mia. But now she's back and wants to start over—put all of this behind us. Maybe this is where the next door opens."
I love how simple it is and Mia being confused and not sure "did I?"
Ethan's narration: "i had just come to terms with losing Mia" he's not wearing a wedding ring. "she's back and wants to start over" that conversation went fast (ride or die... ride and die?)
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the files from the game and not a hero and end of zoe and cutscenes from not a hero and end of zoe will come sooner or later
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hookedondom · 2 years
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AEW requests
People I will write for:
•Hook
•Darby Allin
Daniel Garcia
•Ethan Page
•Max Caster
•Dante Martin
•Julia Hart
•Saraya
•Thunder Rosa
•Britt Baker
•Anna Jay
•Tay Melo
•Skye Blue
•Jamie Hayter
•Toni Storm
•maybe a few others,request them and I'll tell you if I'll do it or no
Disclaimer:
•I do all types of writing but I am not promising I will be good at it
•It might take a long time because I have school and also I get writers block a lot,I also procrastinate a lot
•I will NOT be writing smut for Julia Hart or Skye Blue
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messylustt · 11 months
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i had this on top of my mind today
imagine ethan with a huge crush on y/n, having all these fantasies on her. once a week they would call each other for econ homework, but that day he's just too horny so he gets off to her voice. y/n is too oblivious, he would be palming himself through his pants. his breath becomes a little too loud and she kind of guess what's happening and takes advantage of it to tease him/make him embarrassed.
this makes me feel things
a little help — ethan landry + reader ( scream ) : ethan can’t help but get off to your sweet voice.
male jerking off. teasing. innuendos. ethan has fantasies. wc 2.0k
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Ethan felt slightly embarrassed with how eager he picked up the phone His heart was already beating fast as your sweet voice filled his ears.
"Hey, Ethan!" You smile, placing your assigment and study papers on your bed, as you got yourself settled.
"Hey, y/n." He says, a smile he can never force down appearing on his lips.
"Did you get the new assignement from this morning's lecture?" You ask, as you flip through your pages to find it.
Ethan does the same, putting you on speaker as he placed his phone on the bed. "Yeah...I think so... yes." He says, placing the assignment details ontop of the rest of his work. "Why did Mr. Harold give out papers, instead of just sending it?"
"Ah, he's old, which can sometimes mean old-fashioned, I guess." You say, clicking your pen. "Oh my god, though did you see Sophie?" You chuckle, remembering the way she had tried to flirt with the poor old man, leaning forward as she pushed her breasts together.
"No...Sophie was in today?" Ethan knew of her vaguely as the girl who would fuck for good grades. But his focus had been on you in econ, sparing glances down your body when you weren't looking.
"How could you not notice?" You ask, shifting more comfortably on your bed. "I was scared her tits were gonna fall out."
Ethan stiffened at your words, and not because you had mentioned Sophie's tits, but because the his mind wandered to your own, and how he'd always have to readjust in his seat when you'd wear a tight top. Wondering how they'd feel in his—
"We should get started." You unintentionally break his train of thought, as he gulps, silently cursing at himself. "Because I barely understood Mr. Harold."
"Uh, yeah." Ethan coughed, forcing himself to focus. "What part didn't you get?"
"The third paragraph, where he talks about the inflation and economic growth. His question after confuses me. I'm not sure what he's asking us to answer." You speak so innocently, brows furrowed, as Ethan furrows his own for an entirely different reason.
For some reason your voice was sending small electric jolts through him. All the way down to his dick, which has begun to strain painfully against his pants. Christ, not now-he thinks to himself. He licked his lips, answering your confusion, as you hum with an "ah, that makes makes more sense."
Ethan's mouth has salivated, as all his built up fantasies of you fill his head. "So, when he spoke on analyzing the economy as a system, the list he followed on from..."
Ethan doesn't mean to drown out your words. Because he's listening. But more so to the hilt of your voice, and how it would sound much more breathy, as you gazed up at him. One of his fantasies had you on your knees, licking at his cock, as your innocent eyes held his. He had orgasmed extremely quickly, multiple times, when he found this imagine in his head.
"...he could have meant that these are the elements," you had continued, completely oblivious to Ethan's wandering hand.
He couldnt help it. He palmed his cock, as he listened to you speak. You always spoke so pretty. He could imagine your confused expression as you spoke on your problems. He began to rub himself, restricting himself to just over his pants, as he bit his lip.
He won’t do more. Just…relieve a hint of tension. You continued to speak and your words began to sound like something he wished he could grab, as his hand tightened on his bulge, his rubbing growing messy.
His breathing had grown heavier but he covered it up by saying ‘yes’s and ‘no’s, answering your questions.
“Sorry, I’m rambling. Did you have any questions?” You ask. You were there to help each other, not him only help you.
Ethan had to spare a glance at his work, scanning to see if he’d written down any problems, trying to remember if he had any. Because the only problem he could think of right now is how his over-the-clothes rubbing was doing little to satisfy his need.
His cock was rock hard, and his mind was beginning to cloud over with lust, and want for you. “I—I don’t think so.” He mutters out, his fingers reaching the button of his jeans, as he pulled the zipper down.
It was shameful, but he just couldn’t help it. “Okay, do you mind if I ask another question?—sorry I just saw it now.” You ask as Ethan absentmindedly nods wanting to hear you speak more, before he manages a ‘sure’, trying to act casual.
“Great, thank you,” and you began to speak on either the 8th or 9th paragraph as Ethan stuck his hand in his pants, feeling his pre-cum practically staining his boxers.
He imagined the way you would touch him. Would you be gentle and slow, or would you deep throat him immediately. Ethan’s breathing stutters as he strokes himself. The little hums you make when you think have begun to make his hips thrust up into his palm.
His other hand had tightened around the sheet, praying that you can’t hear him jerking off to you. Ethan grows lost in your tone as his cock twitches.
“Ethan?” You slowly ask, making his hips jolt at the utterance of his name from your lips, but he tries to keep his voice of some composure.
“Yes?” He had to press his lips together after a needy whimper nearly falling.
“Are you…okay?”
Your question makes him halt-much to his cock’s dismay. “W-what?”
“You sound out of breath.” You say, behind the line trying to think of why. Because he can’t be running, he’s in his apartment with his papers on his bed like you.
“I’m not.” He coughs.
You nod to yourself, but then you catch the smallest of sounds fall straight from Ethan’s lips. You had to be mistaken, because that noise sounded like one due to pleasure.
Your mouth opened in shock as you realise. He’s out of breath because he’s…
“Ethan.” You say again, hearing a stuttering whimper from him before he tries to cover it up by asking ‘yes?’ again. “What are you doing?”
Ethan curses himself because you sound suspicious. “I’m studying. Going over the study. Like you.” He says, really forcing down his cock’s want to just ask you to keep talking so he could reach his orgasm.
“Ah huh.” You hum, unconvinced. “And you’re sure you have no questions?”
“No. No, I’m all good.” He says, really forcing his words to sound normal, as he had slowly began to stroke himself again, his cock angry.
“No questions for me?” You ask now instead. Slowly coming to the definite realisation of Ethan jerking off.
“What do you mean?” Ethan asks, your tone going straight to his cock.
“Oh, nothing.” You hum, before you intentionally make your voice come out breathier, seeing what he’ll do. “Did I mention how nice your hair looked this morning?”
Ethan’s breath hitches as his hand quickens around his cock, seeming to have a mind of its own. “N—no.”
“Oh. Well, it looked really good, I just wanted to run my fingers through it constantly.” You pause hearing Ethan’s surprised whimper. “But that’s weird isn’t it, sorry.” You were teasing him now, your study forgotten.
“I—it’s not weird. You’re not weird. At all.” Ethan’s words are broken up by his panting.
“Aw, that’s so sweet, Ethan.” You hum, making Ethan’s hips thrust up into his hand, his legs having widened as you spoke.
“Y—yeah?” His eyelids have begun to feel heavy.
“Yeah. Your always so sweet to me. Helping with my study, making sure I have a seat in econ.” You shift on your bed, debating on if you go bolder. “You’re also very good at studying, hence why you never have too many questions. You’re also very good at teaching, making sure I know what I’m doing. Your just such a good boy.”
Ethan chokes on a moan. This makes his eyes widen, because you definitely heard that. So he quickly goes to speak. “T—that’s sweet. Really sweet. You’re…really sweet.” His tone is still breathy though, as he imagines how sweet you really are…or taste.
“Am I?” You tease, as Ethan’s rapidly nods on the other line.
“Always so…sweet.” He says, his tone unintentionally dropping an octave.
“But I never seem to be able to help you.” You say. “I’m the one always asking questions.”
“That’s fine.” Ethan says. “I like hearing you talk.” He pauses, shit. “I—I mean, I like hearing your questions because then I can help you.”
A smile had edged your lips. “But that’s exactly it. You help me…” you drift off, speaking closer to the phone. “Let me help you.”
Ethan didn’t know what you meant but the tone you had dropped to makes his hand quicken as his hips had begun to grind into his palm. “W—with what?”
“Oh, you know, with many things.” You say, appearing innocent again. “One specifically would be your tension.”
Ethans chokes on a whimper as he places his hand over his mouth, still thinking you don’t know. “My…tension?”
“Yeah.” You say lightly. “I’m very good at massaging.” You hold back a chuckle as you tease him.
“You’d give me a massage?” In Ethan’s mind that’s the closest he could get to you.
“Yeah.” You say. “I’d start with your shoulders of course, getting essential knots out.” You fake normalcy in the conversation.
“Then I might let my hands drift down your back.” You pause. “You’d have to lie down, so I could get a good angle.”
Ethan’s mouth has opened in pleasure at the thought of you touching him on the bed.
“I’d have to ask where feels the nicest, before I’d drag my hands down your body.” Your words were growing bolder and if Ethan’s mind wasn’t hazed over with lust he might have been able to pick out your innuendoes.
“Really?” He asks, his stroking quickening.
“Yeah. Though, through your clothes it mind be hard to properly get that tension out.”
Ethan moans through his teeth, as his hips pathetically thrust at your words. “No clothes?”
“No clothes.” You confirm. “Would that be okay? I wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable—“
“Yes.” His answer was immediate, cutting you short. He coughs. “That would be fine.”
You grin. “Good. Because that way I could really relieve some tension. I’d have to straddle you of course.” You pause to hear Ethan’s heavy breathing and the faint sound of his hand gliding along his cock. “You may even have to flip around, because I’ve heard that the most tension can be by your collarbones and neck.”
Ethan nearly orgasmed at the thought of you straddling him, as your hands wandered his body. “As in straddling..my front?”
“Yeah, is that okay?”
“Uh huh.” He hums, his cock twitching with a soon need to release.
“I could give you that massage the next time we study.” You say, making Ethan’s breathing quicken at the possible reality of all that. “I could come over to yours.”
At this point he couldn’t care how desperate he sounded. “Yes. Please, come anytime.”
“Or maybe you should cum?” You ask, your innuendo strong, as pleasure began to rock through Ethans body. “W—what?”
“Come to my apartment.” You play it off, listening to the wet sounds his cock was making as you could hear how close he was to his orgasm.
“No. You should—should come here.” He says breathlessly.
“Do you prefer yours?”
Ethan just wants to see you on his sheets, all his fantasies having happened on this bed. He wanted to make one a reality, even if it was just a massage.
“I just have all the extra study stuff here.” Not that he couldn’t easily bring it, but he ignored that, and so did you.
“See, you are such a good boy.” And that did it. His orgasm wracked through him as quiet whimpers and moans left his lips his hips grinding into nothing. Wishing the air was you.
When the pleasure slowly ceased he heard words he never thought you’d utter. “Maybe next study session I could jerk you off?”
“W—what?” He chocked. Fuck, of course you had heard him. By the end he was being pretty obvious.
“Yeah, Ethan.” You grin. “Let me help relieve some tension.”
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sasha2234 · 2 years
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Ok this is the last time I promise I'm torn on an Ethan page imagines or a sad Adam Cole imagines both are amazing one you get to beat someone's ass the other you end up with a hot guy
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satuguro · 10 months
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ೃ PUT ON A SHOW !
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porn star! ethan landry x roommate! reader
#SYNOPSIS— ethan really needs to stop thinking about you during his private sessions.
#CONTAINS— anal play, toys, voyeurism, sub! ethan, mommy kink, degradation/praise, dacryphilia, reader is mean, this is filthy i mean it, brief mention of porn star! chad
#AUTHORSNOTE— sorry not sorry x2, might make a part 2 with pornstar chad bc i want to lol
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there were a few pros to having a roommate who was as hard working as you.
one, you were barely home. a worrying fact that honestly ethan really shouldn't be so bothered about. most roommates would probably prefer it that their roomie wasn't home, but the thing is, ethan liked you. maybe a little too much; your presence was comforting, you were interesting to talk to, and you were such a good listener that ethan could ramble for hours and not feel bad at all.
two, you had little time to relax, so when you did, you did it with him. laying on the couch and watching a new t.v show with him, making dinner when you came home before ethan did and laughing over the dinner table, playing animal crossing on your switch while he did the homework he procrastinated. ethan liked it when you could just relax, and he liked it even more that you preferred to do it with him, your dear puppy-eyed roommate who was always a little too eager to do things for you.
you were always so stressed, working a job you hated and practically giving your all to school and your profession that you barely had time for yourself. you always came home so exhausted, sometimes even pissed off, that ethan wanted to make it easy for you. he wanted to help you relax. (and sometimes, on the days you came home particularly angry, he imagined you taking that anger out on him instead.)
three, because you weren't home and because you were always so busy, ethan had a chance to keep his side job a little more.. under wraps.
originally, it had started out of curiosity. simple twitter porn videos of him jerking off in front of a camera, whining and moaning as he thrusted his cock into his hand for the internet to see. and only when ethan realized that people liked him and that he was only a little (a lot) turned on by random strangers calling him pretty boy and little slut did he start an onlyfans.
truthfully, even though ethan liked being called all those degrading words, he imagined every single one of them as you behind the screen. typing behind all the accounts, calling him degrading words and praising him for being your little slut and your pretty boy.
but you had already written him off as the innocent roommate. the boy next door type who looked at you with shining hazel eyes and was sometimes just a little too smart with his mouth. and ethan, too afraid of saying his occupation to you, too afraid of possibly making you uncomfortable in any way, kept it a secret.
after the nights where ethan recorded before you came home, fucking himself with a fleshlight and bouncing on a dildo, he could barely even look at you during breakfast. face burning red and hand far too stiff as ethan ate his cereal diligently, listening to you talk about your day plans, completely oblivious to the fact that ethan had used his toys, imagining it was your pussy he was pounding into and your strap on he was taking so well.
which was why he only mildly jumped when you knocked on his door right as he was posting one of his videos.
"ow," ethan hissed, knee colliding with the underside of his desk before he hurried changed the page to another. "come in!"
you peeked in, smile as charming as ever as you looked at your flustered roommate. "hey, they called me in for a little today so i'll probably be home pretty late," you said, opening the door a little wider. you leaned against the door frame, tilting your head a little as you crossed your arms over your chest. "whatcha working on?" you asked curiously, peering at ethan's tomato-red cheeks with an amused grin.
"oh!" ethan laughed nervously, unable to stop himself from subtly looking at the outfit you wore, "i'm working on.." he turned to his computer, eyes widening slightly as he stared at the youtube video he was watching earlier of how to play chess. "chess..?"
"huh." you clicked your tongue, peering into the screen. "okay. i gotta go— logan's gonna kill me if i show up late."
you failed to notice the way ethan's jaw clenched at the mention of your co-worker, a hint of jealousy in his eyes. "don't stay up for me, 'kay?" you said with one final smile, one he quickly returned.
"okay! drive safe, please," ethan said earnestly, making you nod as you shut the door.
"y'know i always do!"
ethan waited until he heard you leave before he returned back to his page. he had planned later on in the week to make a video with chad, but today he had to make a video.
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"fuckin' asshole," you grumbled to yourself as you fumbled with your keys. the fact that they called you in just to say that they didn't need you that night only pissed you off a little bit. they didn't think to just text you instead of telling you to your face?
you turned your keys into the lock before slowly opening the door. it was relatively late now; you had left late and returned late. but you didn't want to disturb ethan.
door creaking softly as you shut it and locked it behind you, you didn't want to make your presence known to him as you kicked your shoes off gently. knowing ethan, he was probably fast asleep, playing video games, or talking to chad.
your sock-clad feet shuffled gently across the hard wood floor, a slow sigh leaving your lips until you heard a muffled sound from ethan's room.
you stopped in your tracks, head turning towards his door. was he still awake? a fond smile graced your face as you slowly walked closer, until stopping again when you heard another sound. a moan.
did he have someone over? you couldn't deny the slight hurt and jealousy that panged at your chest at that, your jaw clenching as you tried to push down your emotions.
good for him.
and you almost walked away then to leave ethan to his own devices, if you didn't hear that he whimpered out.
"fuck, this dildo's so big."
what the fuck did he just say?
you blinked, jaw almost dropping at the words coming out of your dear roomie's (not so) innocent mouth, the idea that ethan fucking landry, who sometimes forgot to clean up after himself because he got distracted by some other activity, was moaning like a pornstar.
swallowing thickly, you took a step closer.
and he forgot to shut his door. typical.
but your curiosity and desire was burning far too high for you to just walk away. for you to just turn away from your annoyingly handsome roommate who was letting out such salicious moans that you felt desire pooling at your stomach as you stepped closer and closer.
and when you pushed open ethan's door ever so slowly, you were so happy you gave into your temptations.
ethan looked delicious, ass hitting his headboard repeatedly as he fucked himself dumb on a dildo he had suction cupped to the wood. his eyes were shut tightly, imagining that it was you forcing his hips back to hit yours, making him sink further and further down onto your strap, making him whine as you stretched his ass just for you.
"mm, mm, mm, mm," ethan whimpered repeatedly with every push back of his hips, taking the dildo deeper into his ass with every push. hands gripping his comforter, ethan let out a filthy moan as he sank down fully on the cock, moan moving into a whine as he shifted a little on the dildo. "feels so.."
and when ethan finally opened his eyes, he saw you. shamelessly staring as you watched him fuck himself silly, jaw clenched and pupils dilated as you realized your roommate wasn't as innocent as you thought he was.
"don't stop," you said before ethan could say anything, voice coming out strained as you watched him look at you with wide, mildly horrified eyes.
"w—what?" ethan stared at you like a deer in headlights, hands gripping his comforter as he tried to process your words.
"did i stutter?" you said with a small tilt of your head, finding your voice as you stepped closer. "i said," you sat down right in front of him, eyes snapping to his phone, recording diligently, "don't. stop."
a wicked grin meets your lips as you stare down at him with hungry eyes, finally connecting the dots. “so this is what you do when i’m not home, huh?” grabbing his head of curls, you relish in the whine he lets out as you force him to look at you. “whoring yourself out for the entire internet to see. so don’t stop just because i’m watching.”
ethan bit down on his bottom lip, face red as he looked at you with doe eyes. “y/n,” he whined, eyes glassy and pupils dilated as he started at you. “you’re so mean,” he whimpered, cock twitching as you tilted your head in faux confusion, clicking your tongue.
“don’t you want me to be mean?” your tone changes a bit, melting into sincerity and genuine worry as you look down at ethan, making sure that it’s truly what he wants, that he’s wanted this as much as you have.
and when he nods, face flushing red, your eyes turn cold again.
“good boy.” and with that, you lean down to kiss him, making a delicious moan rip out of his throat as finally, your lips are on his. it’s a mess of tongue and desperation, your lips moving needily over hisas you bend him at an unnatural position. ethan was so compliant, becoming an easy puddle in your hands as he whined into your mouth as his hard cock rubbed against his comforter.
you pull away from him, hungry eyes staring at his pretty red parted lips and his flushed cheeks. “y/n— mommy—“ ethan babbles, already a mess as he stares at you with dilated pupils, eyes glassy with desperate tears.
"crying already?" you couldn't help but tease, caressing his face with one of your hands. ethan leaned into your soft touch, his heart pounding loud in his chest. but that moment of softness lasted briefly; with a sadistic smile on your face, you used your free hand to shove ethan by his shoulder, forcing him fully onto the plastic cock.
his mouth dropped open in a beautiful 'o' as he felt the 10 inch dildo fill him up again, his legs shaking as he struggled to keep himself up. poor baby was so needy, the fact that you fell so easily into the dominant role making him so hard that it hurt.
“if i knew you were such a slut, ethan,” you said, pulling him off of the dildo completely, leaving him empty and gaping, “i would’ve fucked you ages ago.”
ethan whimpered at that, unable to form any coherent sentence as you practically manhandled him to turn around, making it so that he was on his hands and knees with his ass towards you. pulling the dildo off of your headboard with a small pop, you hummed, forcing ethan’s ass back further.
he was so sinful, so compliant to your movements as you practically manhandled him into the position you wanted him in. “mommy, mommy please,” ethan babbled, anticipation making his body tingle as he wiggled his ass, trying to tempt you, “i’m so empty—“ he was cut off with a yelp as you slapped his ass hard, the pain making him whine for more.
all those days of him going off to the gym surely paid off. you couldn’t keep your eyes off of ethan’s ass as you slapped his other asscheek, making him whimper. “that’s for not telling me,” you growled, before slapping his other cheek, reveling in the whorish moan he let out. “that’s for slutting yourself out to anyone but me.” another slap, and another delicious moan.
spreading ethan open with one hand, revealing his gaping pink hole for you, you slapped his hole, hearing ethan sob at the stimulation. “and that’s because you fucking belong to me, got it?”
“yes— yes, mommy,” ethan cried out, tears already streaming down his pretty face as he struggled to keep himself together. he was so horny, so needy, so deep in his head space and you were only helping him. “y/n, i need you, please, i’m sorry, momma, i need you,” he whined out, his words slurring together as he sniffled.
you clicked your tongue, feigning boredom as you rubbed ethan’s rim teasingly, making him push his ass back further towards you. your other hand came to push his lower down, forcing him to arch his muscular back in such a lewd way. but ethan was basically putty in your hands, willing and compliant, and he arched his back so prettily for you.
“what do you need me to do, e?” you asked, tilting your head slightly as you sank two fingers into him. ethan took it so easily, his breathing coming out in a low moan as he felt himself filled up.
and maybe it was because he was a bit of a size queen, but ethan wanted more.
“need you t’fuck me, mommy,” ethan said obediently, sniffling as he looked back at you from his position. his pretty face was tear streaked, and his doe eyes were shiny with tears as he cried for you. “i’ve been so good, please,” he begged shamelessly, his lip quivering. ethan’s mind was focused solely on you, how pretty you were, how your touch felt, how your fingers felt inside of him.
he had wanted you for so long. and now he had you.
you pulled your fingers out of his pretty pink hole, spitting over it, making ethan whimper. but before he could even keep thinking about you, you grabbed his thick dildo and slapped its fat head teasingly against his hole, making wet plap plap sounds. “so loose, baby,” you murmured in wonder, sliding the expanse of the cock against his hole. and just like the slut he was, ethan reached two hands behind him and spread his ass apart, cheeks burning red and cock hard from the exposure.
a wicked grin crawled onto your face as ethan whined pathetically, his babbles of “please” and “mommy i’m sorry” fueling your sadistic desire to make him beg.
too bad you were impatient.
you slid the dildo completely inside of him, making ethan’s eyes roll back as he was filled up completely again. “oh fuck—“ ethan cried out as you began moving the dildo in and out of him at a brutal pace, making him moan out in pleasure, his hands still spreading his ass apart for you.
“you’re such a dirty slut,” you murmured, kissing down ethan’s arched back and making him keen. “i bet you’re always so desperate for pleasure, huh? always want to have a pussy to fuck or a dick to suck,” you teased, making ethan grip the comforter hard as he cried out.
“i’m— i’m a dirty slut,” ethan sobbed, his cock grinding against the sheets as you fucked him at such a brutal pace. he felt drool slipping from his mouth, his mouth making such salacious noises that he had no control over. you had practically broken him at this point, his mind solely focused on you and how full he felt as the thick dildo pumped in and out of his ass.
“yeah you are. you just love being a whore for everyone, huh?” you laughed cruelly, watching as ethan pushed his hips back to meet your movements.
“ah, ah, ah, ah!” ethan moaned repeatedly, tongue lolling out and back arching even more as he felt you hit his prostate over and over. he could’ve cum right then and there, but ethan took pride in being a good boy for you. “mommy— mommy, can i cum?” he asked frantically, feeling the dildo pump in and out of him faster. precum stained his sheets as ethan’s thick cock bobbed with every push into him.
“i don’t know if needy sluts deserve to cum,” you tsked, a smirk growing on your face when you heard ethan practically sob at your denial.
he buried his face into his pillows as you dragged the dildo out until only its fat tip was inside, until you shoved it all into him at once. the moan ethan let out echoed in the room, his tears staining his pillows as he begged for you. “please, please, please,” ethan whimpered out like a mantra, looking back at you with teary hazel eyes. “mommy, please—!”
“cum for mommy, ethan,” you murmured, kissing down ethan’s back once again.
“oh fuck— oh fuck, i’m cumming, i’m cumming—!” ethan whined out, his voice becoming breathy and high pitched as he came over his sheets, his eyes practically rolling to the back of his head at the power of his orgasm. you pumped the thick dildo in and out of him through his orgasm, murmuring praise as ethan’s body finally went limp.
you peppered kisses all along ethan’s back, ready to pull the dildo out of ethan before he stopped you, his hand grabbing your free hand. “keep it in,” he murmured, pupils blown wide as he looked at you with a red tear stained face.
“i wanna keep it inside while you ride my face.”
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