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disappointed in anyone who didn’t name him freddie
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any way the wind blows~
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querenciasturniolo · 2 months
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chris or matt x fem!reader please !!! i legitimately cannot choose between them for my life so you can choose :) maybe reader’s also like an influencer and they have this secret sort of relationship for a while and its all super fluffy, but fans are already starting to speculate that they’re together and stuff, and then at the end they finally go public with a hard launch and/or live and everyone in the comments ( or chat if it’s a live ) is going FERAL
p.s. also i’ve loved your works for so long you DO NOT UNDERSTAND and i’ve finally gathered up the courage to send in a message even tho it’s sent in with a request !
hard launch ⮕ m.s.
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word count: 911
warnings: swearing
summary: request
a/n: STOP YOU’RE SO SWEET 😭 please don’t be scared of me, i promise i don’t bite HAHAHA, ily are you kidding me 🫶🏻😭 also this was so fucking cute, i’m obsessed fr
everything written is completely fictional. the people i write for are written with characteristics and mannerisms that i made for them, this is in no way depicting what would actually happen in real life.
Watching Matt stream always had your heart stuttering in your chest.
The theme for Hogwarts Legacy was playing as he was adjusting his camera, your eyes watching him closely and trying to fight the smile stretching across your face. You were sure the viewers could see you staring, considering you were sitting in the chair directly next to him, on camera. His eyes dropped from the screen as he grabbed his controller.
“Alright guys, so, we’re playing Hogwarts Legacy tonight, but I have a special guest with me, as you all can see.” He turned his head and met your eyes, his own smile growing and his cheeks tingeing pink as he caught you already staring. Introduce yourself, he mouthed. You turned to face the camera, grinning wider than before as your eyes scanned over the chat.
“Hey guys, I’m the guest, obviously. My name is Y/n.” You said.
did anyone else see the way she was staring at matt ? they’re in love, confirmed
she’s so real, i’d be staring too
i can’t even handle this, she’s so cute
“Basically, Y/n’s going to play while I tell her what to do. She’s never held a controller in her life.” Matt teased, his eyes flickering between the screen and the chat as you pressed the button to start the game.
“Wait, I have to create a whole character?” You asked, glancing over at Matt as he placed the headset over your ears. He chuckled and nodded.
“Yes, you have to create a whole character, is that not what you were expecting when you begged me to play this game?” He teased. You rolled your eyes and adjusted the headset, making sure the ear that was on his side was exposed so you could hear him.
“This is ridiculous, I can’t believe you didn’t tell me I had to create an entire chara—oh my God I can have pink hair, I take it back.” You rambled, scrambling through the hair colors. Matt’s laugh next to you had you grinning as your eyes flickered between the screen and the chat.
this banter is only proving my point that they’re in love
i’m so glad she’s streaming with him this is so funny
has anyone else noticed that matt hasn’t looked at the screen once
You glanced over at Matt, meeting his eyes immediately. You couldn’t help but mirror his smile as you shook your head and faced the screen again. You created your character, groaning when you realized you had to go through a thousand cut scenes, even though you were thrilled to be playing this game.
“I never understood why you can’t see those weird horse things until that dude gets eaten by the dragon.” Matt said, catching your attention enough for you to glance at him with wide eyes and a slack jaw. You sighed through your nose and shook your head.
“I forgot, you’re a fake fan.” You said, interrupting him before he could fire back. “They’re thestrals, you can only see them if you’ve witnessed death, but they’re always there.” You explained, Matt furrowing his eyebrows as you faced the screen again.
y/n being a harry potter fan was not on my docket, but i’m not complaining
her humbling matt has got to be the funniest fucking thing i’ve ever seen in my life
i love this
The entire time you were going through the beginning quests, you and Matt had bickered back and forth, your smile wide with each comeback you shot at him. It wasn’t until a knock on Matt’s door that the two of you stopped talking. You paused the game, but Matt scoffed and unpaused it.
“You keep playing.” He demanded playfully, your own scoff leaving your lips as you shook your head and continued. Chris peeked his head into the door.
“Food’s here, just thought you guys should know.” He said, Matt nodding his head. Chris left the room, and Matt turned to you.
“I’ll go get it.” He said, standing from the chair as you turned to face him. Before you could process it, he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours firmly and turned to leave the room. You smiled and shook your head before facing the screen and realizing what just happened.
oh mY GOD I FUCKING KNEW IT
DID ANYONE ELSE SEE THAT ??????
WHAT IS GOING ON MATT JUST KISSED HER ON FUCKING STREAM
You ignored the chat, trying to play it off and completely move past what happened, thinking that Matt did it on instinct. Chats were flying in at such a rapid pace that it felt as though everything on the screen was lagging. It was completely screwing up how you were playing, not only your racing heart and shaking hands on the controller.
You completely short circuited, having no idea what to do as Matt walked back into his room. He was laughing at something Chris had said as he sat down next to you and glanced over at the chat.
“Oh.”
You looked over at him and raised your eyebrows, your skin on fire as you watched his eyes scan over the rapid chats flying in at once.
“Yeah.” You said, Matt finally meeting your eyes with pink cheeks. He smiled and shrugged his shoulders, leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to your nose before he sat back and grinned widely.
“I guess that was one hell of a hard launch, huh?”
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Friends w/ Benefits !!
- with the South Park Boys / x Reader
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Author’s Note ;
Sup, so I decided on making multiple little scenarios and ideas of what I think would happen if you were in a FWB relationship with these dudes. Trust me, it’s going to get spicy and interesting. And if you’re looking for that, you’ve come to the right place. Keep in mind, the characters are all going to be in their college years so they will be 18+. Not trying to have them in elementary. And if you’re near that age, get out of here kid, this is definitely not for you.
Before I make this too long, I’m going to end this here. Enjoy, tread carefully, I’ll add warnings about what’s in there and details so check that out before you dive too far in. Unless you’re a veteran. HAHAHA
P.S, I didn’t add in Cartman because I’m an AVID hater, I’m sorry in advance! But, I did add somebody I adore: Craig! Although, it’s kinda gay, but that’s for the boys or transmascs. Y’know, I gotta provide!
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Point of View : First P.O.V.
Character’s in here : Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Kenny McCormick, and Craig Tucker.
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#1 ; Stan Marsh
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Sexual Dynamic : Fem!Dom | Masc!Sub
What’s in here : Mentions of throwing-up (obviously), dom fem reader, edging, and drunk oral sex.
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- Phew, this dude will take FOREVER before he comes around to this idea.
- I feel like this would be the case of not trying to move too fast into a relationship because let’s be honest, he’s going to want to end up being with you.
- He’ll have met you during class when assigned a project with you. A bit cliché, but do you think he’d really have the guts to randomly walk up to you?
- You’d end up in conversations with him because of the constant pairing together and this helped the both of you find out you had similar interests. He loved the same genre of music, had the same sense of humor, and made you laugh half of the time because of his stupid jokes.
- Eventually, Stan tried to see you whenever he was free and his friends weren’t tagging behind. A lot of this was during your walk to classes.
- He’d have to race to his right after and sometimes even arrived late because of you.
- Wendy was the first to get suspicious of the behavior because it’s her ex after all and she wasn’t done with her constant off-and-on relationship with him.
- They got into a huge fight about it and that ended up putting the idea in Stan’s head instead. (Poor Wendy. Happens to the best of us.)
- Might’ve caused a complete break-up between them.
- First time he didn’t go goth because of it! (Really, it’s because of you.)
- But, that didn’t mean he didn’t drink.
- And that also didn’t include the fact he was beginning to think of you in that way which in turn made him began to avoid you.
- His races to his classes turned into him racing out of the classes he had with you to the bathroom.
- After a couple of weeks of him doing this, you concluded it had to do something with Wendy, but you thought he was distancing himself to get her back.
- The depression hit hard. Despite you having an attraction towards him, you tried to convince yourself you were okay.
- You WEREN’T.
- Neither was he. He had to choose between telling you about his feelings or being an asshole by ditching you to get himself plastered enough so he could forget about it. Mind you, he thought he was deep in the friendzone. To him, telling you the truth was setting himself up for rejection.
- You were both oblivious to each other’s suffering until the two of you were invited to the same party.
- Because you were having such a hard time dealing with the random drift from Stan, you decided to go and feel your best by getting dressed up.
- Alcohol was another convincing factor. Ironic considering that was the same reason why he was going.
- When you arrived at the party, you navigated around and talked with a couple of friends before asking where the drinks were. That’s where you would stumble upon the drunk raven-haired boy with a vodka bottle that had been chugged by him to the very middle.
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Stan laid back against the wall of the kitchen, taking another swig of the vodka he had, and reaching up to slap a hand against the counter when his eyes locked with yours. He slowly lifted himself up, swaying like he was about to collapse any second. “Oh fuck, why’d you have to be here? I think I’m going to be sick,” he covered his mouth while loudly exclaiming that, turning to the side as if he was retching.
You automatically looked offended, your face scrunching up before you reared a hand back and slapped him across the cheek. HARD. That knocked the sense back into him because his eyes went wide and he quickly went to explaining himself, “Ow! OW! Hey, wait! No- *gag* It’s not because you’re terrible or anything! It’s cause-”
He couldn’t finish as once he looked down at your outfit, he sprawled straight for the sink, and puked his brains out. That’s when it clicked in your head. Stan threw up whenever he liked someone.
You stared at the bottle he held, freaking out in your thoughts about the situation, and going for it anyway. It wasn’t hard to take it out of his hold as he was focused on getting all the sick out of himself.
Taking a huge chug of the vodka, you coughed and sputtered when swallowing, wiping the sides of your mouth before grabbing the back of Stan’s shirt. He was dragged upstairs while you were finishing the rest of what was left, throwing the bottle on the floor afterward.
He slurred out what he was trying to say earlier as you both ascended to the next floor, “I’m not disgusted by you.! I like-” But, once again, he was cut off by another rise of bile up his throat. Right when you passed by the bathroom, he pulled away from you, making you follow with him before he toppled over the side of the tub to let it out.
“Jesus Christ, Stan. What is wrong with you?” You asked, concerned for his well-being at this point. He leaned his head to the side, spitting the rest, and turning on the shower to wash it away. Then he got up with a wobble. For the third time, he continued to try and explain, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m just trying to tell you that I don’t get sick because I think you’re nasty. I’ve been trying to tell you that I think you’re-”
His face began to scrunch up and that’s when you stepped in, saying it for him with a yell, “I KNOW! I know, Marsh! I know you like me! I like you just as much, you don’t have to say it, you don’t have to acknowledge anything about this! Just stop and go back to Wendy like you have been!” Backing away, you put your hands up and closed your eyes, worried about the inevitable stream of disgusting stomach acid. But, nothing happened.
Instead, the sound of water met your ears and you opened your eyes to see the boy washing his mouth out. His blue eyes met yours, turning off the faucet, and standing back up to clear his throat, “I’ve been trying to say that for weeks now.” It was like a light switch had flipped in his demeanor and he was all of a sudden fine.
Stan continued, sounding a bit raspy because of how much he threw up, “I haven’t talked to Wendy ever since I had walked you to your house. That was the day I realized I… like you.” He hesitated but he managed to say it, looking surprised himself. You paused. It made sense. Around that time, his avoiding started.
There were no words you could give in the moment. You thought this entire time he had been chasing her while in reality, he was hooked on you. Nothing came out and no idea of what to say came to mind. He had officially broke you.
Moving forward slowly, his gaze flickered down to your lips, giving you the signal before leaning into a kiss due to his compulsive and drunk desires. If you weren’t going to tell him anything, he’d get you to respond in another way. Your lips were turning numb along with the rest of your body as you could feel yourself falling down the rabbit hole of a stupor. A part of you was slightly repulsed by the fact he was kissing you after all that happened, but he mostly tasted like the disgusting vodka rather than puke. Which was surprising to say the least.
It didn’t lead to a make-out as you moved to your knees instead, closing the bathroom door behind you, and hearing him lock it with a shaky voice following after, “Fuck, wait, I don’t want to end up getting sick on you. I’ve barely been able to get past a kiss, let alone a touch there. I don’t know if I could handle this.” He rambled and rambled while you unbuttoned his jeans, feeling his dick progressively getting hard already.
A sharp gasp left him when your fingers brushed passed it through his boxers, causing him to hold his breath while still trying to get through to you, “Seriously, [Y/N], I might throw up again!” You sighed and stood back up after his second warning, placing your hand on his chest to ease him down onto the toilet seat. He sat upright, his eyebrows knitted together as you finally responded, “If you do, aim for the tub or sink. I get horny when drunk and I don’t think I want to stop any time soon, Stanley.”
You went right back to getting on your knees in front of him and wrapped your hand around his shaft to jerk it off through the fabric, seeing a small dot of pre-cum began to form around where his tip was. He could feel the warm nauseating feeling travel up his esophagus, making him panic, and move his head to the side to avoid getting it on her while you traveled to get his underwear off of him. Wendy had never done something like this to him before. As soon as he vomited around her, she was quick to lose her appetite for it.
This was different. He felt himself bare and exposed after you succeeded in getting his lower clothes down to his knees. And this was the point where he was feeling it fill his cheeks, he tried to suppress it as much as he could, swallowing it and enduring it. It was like his body was going through an anxiety attack and all it was doing was constantly sending him in this cycle of emptying his stomach because of simple things he should be allowed to do as a man.
He didn’t have an answer to what was wrong with him, but what he did know was that it pissed him the fuck off. Regaining his strength, his hand reached up to your head and he requested something directly to you for the first time without one slightest hesitation, “Please, just keep encouraging me beautiful… and can you keep calling me by my- uh- full name?”
You gave his flushed pink tip kisses, swiping your tongue slowly across it before obliging to his ask while pumping his dick with one hand, “You’re doing an amazing job, Stanley. I’m so proud of you… Is that what you wanted? Does that make you feel good, my handsome boy?” A sly smirk spread onto her face as she looked up to see his shocked expression, wrapping her entire mouth around him and hollowing her cheeks.
Never in a million years would he think that a girl would hit dead on the spot of what he needed, jolts of pleasure running through his legs and lower stomach at the comments. Butterflies plagued him rather than nausea. And what he had been waiting for was happening, he was relaxing into a blowjob.
His hands went for her hair immediately to lace his fingers in between whatever he could, gripping it gently while the relief showed through his half-lidded eyes and his happy pants. Stan let out a choked moan along with an excited but still cracking voice, “I don’t feel.. it! God, this is.. actually amazing… Please, please don’t stop… Keep going, [Y/N]!”
Bobbing your head up and down patiently, you picked up your pace minute by minute, watching as the boy lost it at the feeling. You were too good to him. Your suction on him was tight and you made sure your cheeks were pressed up against your teeth just enough to create the best possible experience for him.
Stan’s chin tilted up to the ceiling while curses spilled, “Fuck, fuck, why do you… have to feel so good?” You could see veins popping around his neck and his Adam’s apple moving up and down from the noises escaping him. His legs were starting to move inward towards themselves, knees about to touch, and his dick was beginning to throb in your mouth. You knew what this meant right away.
“I’m not going to be able to make it for that long if you feel this amazing, god damn it,” he choked out, his fingers digging into your scalp, but not on purpose. To solve this, you popped your mouth off of him and decided to use the time for his cool down to catch your breath.
He looked at you, confused and flustered, his dick inches away from your face. It was twitching and the pre-cum kept leaking because of how pent up he was. You snickered, “I thought you were going to get sick on me? Am I the first one you haven’t vomited on?”
Staring at you for a moment while catching his breath too, he fixed his messy hair, and shakily replied, “Yeah, technically.” You raised your eyebrows before smiling bashfully like that was a compliment. And maybe it was. But, you shouldn’t get too ahead of yourself.
Returning back to the activity at hand, you littered the sides of him with kisses, turning your focus to the veins wrapping around it which received a lot of feedback from him. “Woah, woah! Straight to it, huh?” His groans were amplified. It was like he got ten times more sensitive because you edged him.
It didn’t take much of you going back to sucking him to cause his orgasm rushing back. He was teetering on the edge, using the counter and anything else that he could grab on to vent by digging his fingernails into them.
Tears brimmed his eyes and he didn’t want to tell you that he was near, but he also didn’t want you to have a risk of choking. So, he confessed again, “I’m going to! I’m going to, you can stop…” He didn’t know why you were teasing him like this. But, for some reason, he enjoyed it too.
This time, you didn’t pull away. You picked up your pace instead. And that made him nearly knock off everything on the counter. He instinctively stood up, grabbing your head, and in the last final minute he had your mouth wrapped around him; he fucked hard into your throat and let out the cum he had been penting up since the last time he got to interact with you.
The groans that left him were loud and breathy, his eyes almost closing from how tired he got because of the amount of alcohol that was in his system. You were swallowing as much as you could to keep yourself from possibly throwing up yourself due to choking.
Eventually, every bit was dumped out of him and he pulled you off to let you breathe. You gasped for air and glared at him. Stan realizing what he did then and apologizing right away, “Oh crap, I didn’t mean to do that! I was trying to be careful, I’m so sorry!”
Proceeding to apologize to you for the rest of the night after that, the two of you had returned to walking each other home, feeling a long in your heart to remain by each other’s sides when you had to return to your separate dorm rooms. One thing was for certain though. You and Stan were going to have a lot of secrets that the title friends could only cover.
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#2 ; Kyle Broflovski
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The song that I thought fit this best :
Sexual Dynamic : Vanilla-esque.
What's in here : Slow sex, slightly experienced Kyle, and facial ejaculation.
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- Oh no. Here we go. Now, Kyle, he’s a different story when it comes to getting into a friendship like this.
- He’d probably be easier to convince than Stan, but that’s if you were direct and honest with him.
- You’d have to be somewhat close with him enough to get to that conversation so I would say about five months into meeting him through mutual friends at the lunch tables. At some point, both of you would come across each other and have an in-depth conversation.
- He’s a sucker for intellectual people so once you’re bringing up your collections of books and the fact you make regular visits to the library, this guy’s interest shoots through the roof.
- Eventually, you’re the only thing he starts talking about with his friends and they all start to notice him drifting off in daydreams during class.
- This was about a couple of weeks into the friendship.
- The nerd just couldn’t stop eyeballing you. It didn’t help that he really admired your style and the way you dressed as well.
- Stan pulled him to the side one day to have a talk with him about you and he managed to convince the curly redhead to ask you to hangout at his place.
- The idea was that he was going to watch a whole marathon of Harry Potter movies with you considering the two of you were huge fans of the series.
- You were immediately down as soon as he asked. If anything, you were cheering to yourself about it.
- Now, you could put your plan in action.
- The truth was that you had thought of the Broflovski in many ways that would be considered beyond unholy.
- And the fact his parents were going out for the weekend you were coming over too did not help the ideas popping up in your head.
- When it came upon the day you were coming over, you decided to put on your sexiest outfit yet.
- A short tennis skirt, a laced spaghetti-strapped crop top, and a pair of thigh highs was enough to do the trick.
- You arrived at his place a couple of minutes early but just enough to where you didn’t look crazy, secretly wearing nothing underneath on purpose for him.
- He had paid Stan to babysit Ike for him that day too.
- You were not the only one plagued with not-so-innocent thoughts the entire week leading up to it. Kyle had some things planned out in his head as well. Technically, a mutual agreement without saying a word.
- Kyle was fast in opening the door for you and once he saw what you were in, the red on his face was more than visible.
- Obviously, he couldn’t hide the fact he was staring and definitely interested in the sight you were giving him.
- He locked every lock on that door as soon as you got inside.
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You hopped onto his couch the moment the warmth of the house enveloped you, causing you to sigh in content. The freezing temperatures of South Park made it impossible for a girl to get pretty but you weren’t letting that stop you. Your eyes landed back on Kyle who was dressed in a green long sleeve and brown pants.
His outfit was super cute, less risqué than yours, however, that did not matter. He still looked like a snack to you. And you were already willing to lunge for him. But, you kept your distance. For now.
The boy sat next to you and relaxed into the cushions along with, being the one to break the silence by complimenting what you were wearing, “I swear, you choose outfits that fit you too well sometimes.” Benefits of talking to a guy with brains was the way they word things. “You’re not helping my barely growing teenage brain here,” he added on as a joke. A part of you knew that he wasn’t entirely bluffing though.
This was proven when you glanced down at his lap to check if there was a sign and sure enough, a rising tent had appeared.
Kyle, quick to notice things, saw that you had peeked and grabbed for a pillow to sit it over his crotch. Embarrassed that he didn’t think of doing that as soon as his mind went south.
But, you weren’t going to ignore that. You couldn’t. Your eagerness was too much for you and the heat between your legs was screaming for you to get to moving. So, you huffed out, “I don’t think I want to help. I’m here for encouragement…” While scooting yourself to replace the pillow on his lap with your ass instead.
He tensed up, sucking a breath in, and using his hands to grip your hips. You could feel his boner poking your inner thigh, about to brush the spot you wanted it to the most which got you even more excited.
Kyle was just as excited, jabbering on as soon as you pressed down into him, “I was hoping you would say that. I didn’t think I could just be friends with you as much as I wouldn’t like to admit that…” His hips bucked upward into you repeatedly, rocking himself into a position where his hard-on could rub against you perfectly. Your eyes widened and a moan slipped out.
The front of his pants was starting to get wet from grinding up into your bare pussy, causing him to notice, and ask, “Are you wearing anything under that?” You shook your head no while biting your lip, moving one of your hands to grab your breast and the other to lift up your skirt.
He watched what you were doing with an aroused look to his green eyes, staring at your chest often. This gave you the idea to strip off your top and throw it to the floor.
What a good idea it was because it made Kyle leap to tug his pants off. His boxers followed with and out sprang his dick, hitting his chest from how hard it got. The freckled boy panted, a blush everywhere on his body, matching the color of his hair. He was unbelievably attractive like this.
You leaned down next to his ear to whisper while grabbing his shaft, “I’ve been wanting you inside me ever since Sophomore year.” Before pushing it inside of you and lowering yourself all the way down until you were sitting right on his v-line.
He shuddered and gripped onto you tightly, digging his head back into the couch from the pleasure that rushed through him at the warm, wet feeling wrapping around.
“You should’ve said something because I would’ve made that come true,” he said. That was the last thing that was spoken as the two of you got lost in sex. You began to bounce on him and he guided you to grind during the process. Your eyes drifting everywhere, going from dazing off at the wall, to looking at him without a single thought in the world other than how good he was making you feel.
Kyle was in the same state. Admiring you by skimming his hands across your sides and using his fingers to play with your nipples. After riding him for a couple of minutes and starting to sweat from the workout it was giving you, he flipped you to rest back onto the armrest.
He slowly rocked his dick into you, pushing into your walls, and digging for spots that made you gasp. His groans ended up being muffled into your neck as he buried himself in the crook of it, kissing against your skin, and creating hickies once he traveled enough.
During his slow fucking, he drifted his thumb over to your clit and rubbed it at a good pace that matched his thrusts. It had you constricting yourself around him until you were a shaking mess, cumming underneath his figure, and riding out the high with him.
The green-eyed boy pulled out when you finished, jerking himself off at a fast speed, and asking politely, “Can you open your mouth and level with it please?” Without hesitation, you lowered yourself to his dick and let him release all over your face.
You stuck your tongue out, feeling the sticky liquid decorate most of it before you swallowed the bit that landed there, looking up at him with a smile.
Both of you had to clean up more than watch movies after that, but that did not matter to you, whatsoever. The only thing that mattered from that point was the next weekend you had to plan with the Broflovski.
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#3 ; Kenny McCormick
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The song that I thought fit this best :
Sexual Dynamic : Masc!Dom | Fem!Sub
What’s in here : Praise/ degrading kink, lots and lots of positions, public sex, and a creampie.
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- Well, well, well. What most of you’ve been waiting for. The guy that obviously will take no time in making you his fuck buddy!
- It’s pretty obvious that right away he made his intentions clear and he communicated them with no problem.
- And that’s exactly why you were into him.
- Kenny has an eye for girls that like to have a fun time and you happened to be one with a big reputation of rebellion.
- You loved ditching class, hating the kids, the work being too stressful, and all of the above was the reason why.
- And he was often caught back there as well. So, sooner or later, you came across each other on one of your breaks from the shitty school environment and took it together.
- Might have ended up in the mutual agreement of being FWB’s right then and there which lead to you giving the boy his first non-std infected blowjob.
- The thing that had gotten in your way, however, was the fact you had strict parents and this meant you had no way of getting out of the house to meet up with him.
- To make things worse and add the cherry on top, this started around the end of the school year and the both of you ended up having no way to contact each other because of this.
- Those two months for both you and Kenny were perhaps one of the most depressing periods of time in your life.
- After dealing with this, College had started and your parents began to let you have more freedom because you were becoming an adult.
- You were frustrated at the timing, the blonde-haired boy on the back of your mind the entire time they spoke to you about it. And the more you had longed to see him again.
- The first day of College arrived some time later and you had no idea what to expect.
- There was an uneasy feeling. You knew that Kenny wasn’t financially well off and you didn’t know if he was good grade-wise so it left you with the weight of finding out whether or not he was attending.
- Throughout the whole school day, you looked for him, high and low, low and high. Everywhere.
- He wasn’t in any single one of your classes. None of his friends were too. It seemed like all hope was lost and that the inevitable had happened.
- But, before you could end up back in that same pit of sadness, during the walk out of one of your classes to go to another; you passed by the stairs and someone grabbed you.
- Not knowing who it was, you put up a bit of a fight, losing pretty badly considering the person was quite strong, ending up behind the crevice of the stairs anyway.
- When you came face-to-face with the man that dragged you away, you squealed for joy.
- It was, of course, the McCormick.
- Both of you collided into a huge hug and stayed there for a while, cherishing each other’s warmth and smell.
- He’ll always have that faint smell of weed on him, but, it made him hotter in a way.
- It didn’t take long for the hug to turn into an elated talk.
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“Where have you been? How has life been treating you, Ken?” You asked while shoving his arm playfully, tilting your head to the side. He smirked at your behavior, finding it cute, before responding casually, “Honestly, it could be better. But, I’ve been doing okay. Now, that I’m getting to see my smokin’ hot babe again though, I think it’s more than great!” His nickname that he gave you made you crack up and blush at the same time.
Laughing along with you, he repeated the question, aiming it toward you this time. Your expression quickly dropped for a minute and when you remembered that he could pick up on that, you tried to play it off, “Oh, yeah! Uh, I’ve been okay too. Just been working my ass off in keeping my room clean so my parents won’t take my phone for the millionth time.”
A sigh left him hearing that and he clicked his tongue in disappointment, shaking his head side to side while leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. “Still dealing with them? Damn, I’m all for parents making sure their kids are doing what they’re supposed to and actually taking care of em’, but, when you’re practically shoving your nose in their ass, that’s a problem,” he complained.
You agreed, “Tell me about it.” Rolling your eyes, you copied his body language by leaning too. Having dealt with them being this way since twelve, he didn’t even know half of it.
Silence began to fall onto your ears as Kenny opted for staring at you other than continue the conversation, his blue eyes scanning down your body, ultimately going for his perverted tendencies by lingering on your breasts a little too long. You snickered in response to this, “Really? You’re going to stare? You know you have hands, right pretty boy?”
Teasing him was just what you needed to do to make him budge as the McCormick turned to pin you to the wall, leaning down to get to your eye level. He gave you a small, soft kiss on the lips before pulling away to began lifting your shirt up above your head with a retort, “You should watch what you’re saying or else you’re going to end up being humiliated in front of a whole bunch of people, [Y/N].” So, he was saying your name now?
You decided you wanted to see if he would go that far by testing him, snaking your hand up to his waistband before shoving it inside of his pants without any struggle. Starting to rub him through his boxers right away, Kenny let out a grunt and pressed his forehead against yours while his brows furrowed.
Your voice lowered only for him to hear what you were telling him, “Do it. Fuck me so hard that everybody will know who’s screwing me that good.” His breath got shaky at that and you felt his cock throb in your hold.
He started tugging at his pants, bringing them down to his ankles along with his underwear from how eager he was after hearing what you said. A feeling of regret haunted you for a second when you glanced at the size of him, forgetting how huge he was until you got to see it in front of you.
But, that was overshadowed by how horny it also made you. Your own shorts were being thrown to the ground with the rest of the clothes. Eventually, leaving you both naked in front of each other.
Kenny was the quickest into getting in action, massaging your tits with both of his hands while moving his mouth to latch onto your neck. He made a couple of hickies working his way to your collarbone, running his fingers from your nipple to what’s in between your legs to rub your clit in circles for a minute.
Getting bored with this, he switched it up by continuously kissing lower and lower. Still sucking on certain spots to get it to bruise. He was marking you up and you were enjoying every single one. You moaned softly, trying to keep quiet, but loud enough for him to hear. After all, you didn’t want to actually get spotted doing this with him and end up expelled.
When he got to your pussy, his arms slid into the crevices of your thighs before he lifted both of them, spreading them across the wall. Then his mouth put all of the attention onto it.
Kenny licked your folds repeatedly at first to get a taste of your juices, gliding his tongue over your sensitive bud, and swirling it in a pattern to get you to make more noises for him. You were restless, grinding up into his face, and tugging onto his hair the moment he got to flicking side-to-side.
He went at it for a couple, causing you to cover your mouth midway through because of how much your voice was raising. It felt amazing. Like you were floating from how good his technique was.
Covering you with his spit from how messy he ate you out, you jutted your hips up and began to grind on his face. Around his mouth was a mess, spreading to his nose, and cheeks. He looked deep into your eyes the whole time he did it and switched to sucking your clit for the finale.
The blonde-haired boy got you to cum from that alone. Letting you roll on him like he was your new personal chair and smother his head with your thighs until pure bliss was the one thing showing in his expression.
Your juices spilled onto him, some landing where his dick was which worked out for lubrication in the long run. He stood back up, glistening in the sun from all the wetness, telling you with a smooth tone, “Turn around for me and put that ass up, baby.”
With shaky legs from the orgasm you had, you did what he said and bent over, your cheek pressed up on the cold bumpy surface. “Look at that… You’re being such a good little whore for your best friend,” Kenny cooed while grabbing your head and pushing you up against it; positioning himself with your entrance and sliding in easily. The both of you moaned out in satisfaction.
You had been waiting for him to do this to you for so long. And it didn’t hurt as bad as you thought it would. In fact, the big size and girth gave you the feeling of being full.
He sent loud slaps through the wall once he rammed his first set of thrusts into you, being fucked aggressively in doggy style despite you not being far from your peers and a death sentence from your parents.
The wet sounds mixing along with it didn’t help. And you were so sensitive that it made it impossible for you to hold your breath. The whining, yelps, and panting all at a high enough pitch that it was beginning to echo. You were going to get caught if he didn’t finish soon. Both of you would. But, for some reason, that didn’t sound as threatening as it should.
Your sense of danger was dulled from how hard he was railing you. And how turned on you were from it. Like he had molded you into being stupid for the time being.
You raked your nails on the wall and arched your back more, pleading out to him, “Faster, Kenny! Please, hurry up… I don’t want to get in trouble!” He paused as if he wasn’t expecting to hear that, but responded once it registered, “Okay, though you asked for this…”
Quickening his pace, your eyes shut and you used your hand to muffle yourself by biting onto it, crying out from his dick practically reaching into your stomach. He groaned, watching the display for himself to memorize, and slightly impressed at how dirty this hook-up was. You were going to be his favorite, for sure.
His end began to near around the time the bell was about to ring again, people about to fill the halls any second now while you’re being pummeled by the biggest pervert in school. You murmured curses quietly, feeling him grab both of your wrists while chasing his high as fast as he could. Tears left your eyes when Kenny finally reached it.
He didn’t pull out. Instead, he fucked his jizz inside of you and pumped every last drop he could. “Fuck! Fuck, that’s right… Take as much as you fucking can.” His dirty words were like music to your ears and the way his cum filled you to the brim made you hum. Drool dripping down the side of your mouth from how out of it you were.
Although, he was put in a tricky situation considering you could no longer walk and he possibly could’ve got you pregnant, a huge derpy smile stayed on Kenny’s face for the rest of the time he was with you. No one had seen him that happy ever. So, there was a lot of questions you had to answer when the boy ended up confessing that it was because of you. Who knew it was so hard to keep a secret with the McCormick.
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#4 ; Craig Tucker
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The song that I thought fit this best :
Sexual Dynamic : Masc!Sub | Masc!Dom
What’s in here : Yandere Craig (doing it cause I felt like it), mentions of murder, rough/painful sex, and a cumshot with a creampie.
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- Well fuck, this guy had known you for so long that he could barely remember when he first met you.
- But, that didn’t mean you two were close.
- You were simply friends from afar before ending up complete nobodies to each other around the time college came about.
- Or that’s what you thought.
- Craig had only stopped talking to you, he didn’t completely stop from hanging around you.
- Meaning that he would often drop by the places he knew you were hanging around to sit nearby and watch what you would do.
- This wouldn’t be creepy if it weren’t for the fact that the only place you liked to be inside was your dorm room. So, he was watching you from your window.
- It was easy for him considering the two of you were neighbors and whenever he wasn’t occupied with his love life, he’d be lost in staring at you playing the guitar or even go as far as watching you change.
- At some point, his infatuation with you peaked after coming across a late night masturbation session you were having, forgetting to close the blinds which let him have access to the scene.
- You had no shirt on, your pants barely above your knees, watching something on your computer screen. And his body was quick to react when he looked down.
- He got an idea to bring out his camera and record you, taking the moment to have fun himself.
- After jerking off and cumming around the same time with you, muttering your name in the middle of it, he knew he wasn’t going to be able to sit beside and just watch you forever.
- With an entire month of constantly recording you, breaking into your room and taking some of your clothes. Even stealing pencils that you broke out of boredom from the trash to keep in his drawer and watching you get drunk until you hooked up with random woman. Craig spiraled downward into an unhealthy obsession.
- He couldn’t stand it when seeing you flirt with girls despite knowing that you had no knowledge of his existence.
- If you took them home or went home with them, they would end up missing the next day.
- Craig didn’t know why he did it. He just simply felt the motive. Maybe it was because they were girls and he was a boy or maybe because he was in love with you. Honestly, he didn’t want to think on it.
- It got out that some of these woman were disappearing around your area and you ended up finding out it was the ones you hooked up with when the police were at your door.
- You were questioned and put as the number one suspect because you were the last person seen with them. And this confused and scared you badly.
- The police were convinced you were telling the truth by the way you reacted to the interrogation. Answering all of their questions sincerely, even telling them details of that night you had with them but not going too far to where it was weird.
- Also, the devastation on your face was easy to see. So they left you alone.
- However, this haunted you and you became desperate on trying to find out more about what happened to the girls by asking around. As well as waiting for more information from the investigation.
- The black-haired boy had to keep a low profile after and thanked himself for dumping the bodies in the lake further ahead of time.
- He was oddly disappointed in himself because of what he had done. Not because he had taken the lives away from innocent girls, but because he made your life become so hectic and had you go through so much stress.
- After the ordeal was dying down and the cops were coming to a dead end, the cases went cold and Craig went about his daily life of stalking you once again.
- You did not come back from this okay. Actually, it lead you to distancing from people romantically and sexually because you were afraid they would disappear.
- Landing you in therapy to get over the traumatic experience and depression that was swallowing you whole. Making you lose all of your friends and end up alone.
- And who would’ve known that Craig happened to need to go to the same therapist too? After his parents had found him talking to a wall and carving an initial into himself, your initial.
- He was admitted out of self harm. But, really, he was coping with the fact he couldn’t follow you during the search for the kidnapper of your flings.
- This gave him an opportunity to get to know you though as you crossed paths often when waiting in the lobby for appointments.
- One day, he told himself he was going to try and greet you. It should be easy because you both used to know each other, right?
- But this lead to him dodging it as soon as he got near you.
- You could be thirty feet away and Craig was standing there, panicking in his head, his face the exact opposite with barely any emotion present. Contradicting his stoicism, his heartbeat was racing.
- Your eyes had glanced over and ended up locking with his, raising a brow like you were questioning him.
- Then he saw you get up and began to head over to him.
- He became extremely nervous and excited all at the same time, clearing his throat and taking a deep breath to ready himself before you were right in front of him.
- His blue eyes were intense and burrowed themselves into your head as you got to finally talk to the guy you’d been seeing around.
- Might have been an socializing assignment your therapist gave you so you can repair your relationship with people. Fucked up considering he’s the one that ruined it in the first place.
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“I remember you! You’re the guy that lived in my neighborhood! Your name’s Craig, right?” You gave him a chipper smile, taking off your headphones to rest them on your shoulders. Craig had froze and stared at you blankly before rushing to find something to respond with, “Uh, yeah, I happen to be that guy.” It came out more awkward than he had wanted it to but who could blame him? He was talking to the boy he had been immensely infatuated with for months now who was acting extremely casual.
You laughed in victory at the correct guess and placed out a hand for him to shake, telling him why you approached, “That’s great! I had been looking for some more friends actually as I’ve went through something a little while ago and it’s left me a bit lonely. You think you could be my friend?”
He didn’t know how to register what you were saying but he wasn’t upset about it in the slightest. Although, his mind wasn’t concluding this as you two being ‘friends’. Grabbing your hand, he shook it and forgot to not put so much force, ending up yanking you a little too forward.
Your face collided with his chest due to losing your balance, making him catch you, and help you regain it by making you hug him. It didn’t help that you were at his height too because as soon as you pulled back, your nose was almost touching his. His eyes were back to burning themselves into yours, an electric feeling running through you at the moment. ‘Why did he look at me like that?’ you wondered, ‘Like I’m the most interesting thing in the world.’
Craig had to hold himself back from doing anything stupid and last minute, tensing up and slowly getting you to move back to where you were by grabbing both of your shoulders. You blinked rapidly and muttered out an apology, “My bad, I didn’t mean to fall into you and stay there, you just got really pretty eyes man.” That wasn’t a lie, you did think the color was super nice to look at.
But this compliment hit him way harder than it should’ve. And he found himself beginning to blush, blurting out a compliment back before he could think, “So are yours.”
The both of you were becoming flustered, looking at each other for a minute until you thought of another topic to talk about, trying to save yourself from spawning a crush on the guy. “So, what do you like to do in your spare time?” you went for that. And instead of answering, he asked you another question, “Do you smoke?”
Your eyes went wide as you watched him reach into his pocket and pull out a blunt the size of a finger, staring at it in disbelief. This was the weirdest interaction you’ve had yet. And how did he know that you were okay with that? And smoked weed? Did you smell like it? All these questions ran through your head but at some point, you had to answer him, and free drugs were a hard thing to come by, so you were honest, “Yeah, I do.”
A part of you felt pumped about it while another was a bit weirded out. However, you forgot about it quickly as soon as the blue-eyed man started walking away. You began to follow behind him, keeping up enough to watch his back the entire way, and admiring the trees every second or so when you got bored.
It was quiet. Not a word exchanged between them. That was because Craig was over his head. He was piecing something together in his thoughts, forming a plan, one that wasn’t what you would call sane. But, that was because he simply wasn’t. He couldn’t pretend like he hadn’t been thinking of you in a certain way for a long time. Like he hadn’t killed for you because of it.
As he lead you to a nearby alleyway he went to when he wanted to watch you in private, his back turned and he was facing you again. This place was damp and dark, the smell not the best, but it was away from society. And that was perfect for this.
The ravenette rested against the wall and lifted the blunt in between his fingers to rest right on his lips before reaching into his pocket to pull out a lighter. He lit the end of it, resting the flame on the tip for a couple of seconds as he sucked in a huge cloud that left his mouth the second he blew it out.
Holding it out to you afterward, a trail of smoke drifted from the cherry while you took it in your own two fingers. You took a hit from it just like he did, knowing that this was a really good kind as soon as you tasted how smooth the bud was. Your eyes closed and you held it in for five seconds before letting it out until all the air escaped your lungs so you didn’t die from coughing.
Hissing through your teeth, you ended up still letting out a grunt and cleared your throat to ease the burn in the back of your throat. “Shit, that’s a pretty good strain, what is it?” you asked in the middle of your struggle.
Craig took another drag and doubled it while responding nonchalantly like it was nothing, “It’s called Azul. I grew it.” He glanced down at the blunt to check on its burning status and decided it needed another light.
After getting it bright again, he handed it back to you and let you take a couple more puffs, putting his hands in his pockets. An impressed look crossed your face and what he said piqued your curiosity, you asked like you didn’t believe him, “Really?? You’re a grower? Don’t you go to my school and dorms?” It seemed you were going to get along with this guy way more than you thought you would.
More time passed as the two of you progressively got higher and higher each pass, ending up with you laughing contagiously at a joke he had made about a lady that passed by. You would’ve normally quietly chuckled and try to contain it because of how mean it was as you didn’t want to feel bad. But, the state you were in was more than relaxed.
A small smile appeared on Craig while he watched you lose it, “Dude! That’s so messed up… Come on!” You hit his arm and rested your head on his shoulder from being out of it, mumbling into his sweater. He put out the blunt then because he knew that any more would be way too much. Once you got to lift your head and rest your chin on him, he turned his toward you.
He looked down, so close that you could feel his breath brushing against you, and that made your heart stop. Muttering quietly, his questions took a turn that you didn’t expect, “Have you ever kissed a guy before?” Almost instantly, you could feel your dick starting to rise, causing you to cover it with your hand while responding in an unsure tone, “No…”
When your eyes flickered down to his lips after the mention of it though, he was fast to press them against yours. You didn’t resist but you didn’t return it either. Letting him softly kiss you before he pulled away to conclude, “Now you have. How did it feel?”
It was like the oxygen had left you. You couldn’t wrap your mind around why you liked that so much. And the fact he tasted like raspberries was not helping. Was a guy really going to be the one that gave you the best kiss of your life?
He frowned when you took forever to answer, sighing through his nose, and pulling away with a rejected tone, “Fuck, well, sorry I made you question your sexuality, [Y/N].” Before he could get far, you grabbed his collar and made him go back to where he was but ended up overestimating how far you were tugging him. He stumbled forward and pushed you up against the wall, both of his hands landing on both sides of your head to catch himself while your noses touched.
Craig held a glare with you, confused. He didn’t understand why you weren’t saying anything but also refusing to kiss him back as well. Were you into it? Did you want to? You still couldn’t open your mouth to put it into words, in denial about what was happening. But, you gave him something to let him know that it wasn’t bad by returning the kiss gently.
You were barely brushing up into him like you were shy of the action. And he understood that it was because you hadn’t done it in a while so he savored what he could. You were kissing him. Finally, he had gotten what he wanted. He was the one locking lips with you. Not anybody else.
His hands drifted to your sides, slowly moving to your waist so he could hook his fingers at the bottom of your shirt. Knowing where this was going, a knot formed in your throat and you placed your hands on his chest to push him away. “I don’t know if I can go that far,” you finally said something. It wasn’t because you didn’t want to. It was because you couldn’t stop worrying about his safety. All that you could think about was his name in the news headlines and pictures of his chullo hat covered in blood laying in some bushes.
Your breathing went out of control and he could tell you were about to go into a panic attack, wrapping his arms around you as soon as he saw the signs, remembering them from the times you were in your dorm room crying about the interrogation months ago.
There was that guilty feeling in his chest. It made his heart heavy. He didn’t want you to feel like this. Especially when all this worry was for nothing. So, he decided to mumble out the best reassurance he could think of, “I don’t know what’s going on with you. I have no idea what had happened to that friendship we had for a minute back then too. You’ve been out of the loop for quite a while, [Y/N].” He moved back to stare directly at you with sincerity in his voice, “All I know is that kissing someone has never felt so right and if I could, can I make you feel safe enough to trust me with your body for tonight?”
That was the most convincing someone has ever been. And this high helped you calm yourself while using the breathing techniques your therapist gave. You bit your bottom lip before sighing out in frustration, looking around at where you were, and then exclaiming, “Fine! But, can we please do it somewhere else other than a fucking disgusting alleyway?”
Craig stared at you like you were crazy until his face twisted from holding back laughter, ending up bursting at the seams anyway as it sputtered out of him. “You’re right. This isn’t the place to be screwing a pretty boy like you,” he slyly said as he began to head out of the alleyway. You ran after him, trying to brush off what he said but still feeling the butterflies flutter in your stomach.
Eventually, the two of you made it inside of your dorm room, the Tucker locking the door behind you with a snide remark, “So, are you going to answer my question from earlier? How was kissing a boy for the first time?”
You forgot about that. Your mind flashing back to the memory of the kiss, vividly remember how soft his lips were, and how patient he was in his pace. He was aggressive but soft. A perfect mixture. Snapping out of it, you stammered out, “I hadn’t kissed someone in quite a while… Or well, a girl. And it was always quick-paced like they were in a rush to get to the good parts. But with you… Well, with a boy, it was like you couldn’t get enough. That, I think, made it practically impassable.”
What you said made Craig sit in your computer chair and stare at you in awe, reaching his hand up to pull off his hat, and placing it down on your desk. He reached out his hand for yours now and murmured, “Come over here and sit.” You walked over to him and took it, about to actually prop yourself down onto his lap before he stopped you right as you were. “Wait. I need to fix something,” he said as he went to unbutton your pants.
Taking in a sharp inhale through your nose , his hands wasted no time in tugging them off along with your boxers. “Fuck, you move fast. Hold on, let me prepare myself at least,” you sounded embarrassed and you were because your hard-on was so visible. He chuckled at that, “Okay then. I’ll get myself undressed while you can work on getting those off.”
Your eyes couldn’t help but get a look at Craig starting to take his jacket and shirt off, automatically checking him out, and to your surprise, he was pretty built. He noticed you staring and teased, “If you want to see all of it, get to moving, I want to see you too.” That was a bargain you couldn’t say no to, holding your breath as you gripped around the hem of your boxers.
Then you pulled them off, letting them fall to your ankles, tugging your shirt off afterward to get it out of the way. The only thing left on you was your socks and the same was for him a couple of seconds later.
He eyed you up and down with his blue orbs, reaching for your wrist, and pulling you back into touching your knees with his. Both of his hands placed onto your shoulders and began lowering you down until you were coming face-to-face with his huge dick, watching it twitch with a slightly ajar mouth.
“You’re going to have to get it wet if you want to go any further, pretty boy,” he whispered, grabbing your chin to guide your mouth toward him. You couldn’t believe you were doing this, opening wide before taking the tip and wrapping your lips around it. Craig grunted and put a hand on your head, gripping onto your hair to deal with the pleasure.
The texture was different than you expected to feel on your tongue but it was also satisfying in a way. And it didn’t take long for you to get into swallowing most of his length, easing it into your throat, and tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum the more you sucked.
Grabbing harder onto you, he moved his hips upward and made all of his dick go down into your mouth. This caused you to gag and jolt backward, coughing and making a face at him. “What the fuck, man,” you angrily said and got back up onto your feet.
However, Craig was extremely impatient by this point and he could no longer hold up the soft facade he had with you anymore. He stood up with you and within seconds, you were slammed down into your bed while his hand dug into your neck, tightening around your throat to make you choke more than you had on him.
Noises squeaked out of you while the air was leaving you, his other hand positioning himself to your ass and spitting on it to get you ready. He rubbed it around and made you shudder, having never been touched there which caused it to feel super sensitive.
He made both of your legs wrap around his waist once his tip began to push inside, slowly stretching your hole out as you grabbed his wrist to try and pull his hand off of you. It hurt so bad. His size bigger than most so it made it almost numbing the more he slid into you. Your eyes were struggling to stay open as you were close to passing out from the loss of oxygen.
That’s what made him stop. He removed his hand from your neck and balled up both of them into fists, punching them into the pillow your head was resting on while rearing his hips back. He made his entire dick slide out before forcing it back in, making it feel like he was tearing your ass apart from the roughness. You screamed out, “FUCK! CRAIG! WAIT! WAIT, IT HURTS!”
Slapping a hand to cover your mouth, he continued to ram himself over and over into you, watching you take him with several groans slipping out. He was frantic in his movements and made your bed sound like it was about to give up underneath the strength he put into fucking you.
He made you forget about the anxiety alright. Letting you know why you didn’t have to be afraid of him being taken away but rather be afraid of him altogether. At the same time, you were being fucked into liking it. The sweat, slapping from the colliding of skin, and the shaking of your legs set up the perfect scenery for him. He got to see you fucked out underneath him, because of him, all for him. And that was all he needed.
Leaning into your neck, he finally came to a slow pace and rocked up into your walls, gliding his fingers down your chest to play with your tip and the pre-cum on it. Craig was giving you a break, wrapping his palm around the base of your dick until he was pumping it up and down at the exact pace he was thrusting into you. The combined pleasure was enough to get you to moan out in relief, “Much better… Oh, god, that’s much better…”
Another rare smile lifted the corners of his mouth as he moaned with you, burying all of his length for a moment before pulling back again to quicken his speed. “That’s what happens when you’re being a good fuck toy,” he praised. Jerking you off faster and faster as well.
You buried your head into the pillow and felt him start to kiss around your Adam’s apple, littering them around until his teeth brushed around a spot that made you jump. When he found it, he bit into the sensitive area and that caused everything in you to unravel. Your cum shot out on your chest and landed in between his fingers, spreading across his hand, and some even getting on his lower stomach.
He continued to rail himself in you for another long minute before reaching his end alongside you, the warm fluid escaping him with a loud growl, “[Y/N]! Shit… You’re so.. fucking… perfect.” Once he was finished completely and everything had emptied out into your hole, he slid his dick out. Letting the cum spill out onto your sheets while collapsing next to you to rest. The both of you stared at each other in a daze for the last moments you managed to stay awake and as you were about to pass out, Craig had confessed to you, “I think I love you…”
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Sorry for any errors or misspellings! I had tried to rush through this little thing when I saw it was getting too long so progressively, it might’ve got worse. But, this is overall what I’ve been working on for a couple and I hope you enjoyed!
Stick around for some more if you want! I got plenty where that came from. And if you like the other fandoms I’m interested in, you would definitely want to follow. I’ll be releasing a lot of those soon!
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DRESS | JD14
wherein singer!y/n shocks her fans when she reveals her relationship with a person her fans obviously didn’t expect, f2 driver, jack doohan.
↳ TYPE: ig au
↳ PAIRING: jack doohan x singer!reader (face claim: aespa’s karina)
↳ DETAILS AND WARNINGS: fluff/romance
↳ AUTHOR’S NOTE: some drafts i’ve written/made, just needed to clean up the drafts. there’s more but i’ll edit them first before i post em! enjoy ❤️
this work is purely fictional. names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. © newuniverse, 2023. do not steal, repost in other platforms, translate and/or claim this work as your own.
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yourusername last moments with my black hair 🥹 any guesses which color i’m choosing? (it’s my first time dyeing my hair i’m nervous 😓)
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yourbffsig i think you’ll look good without hair :D
yourusername i’m blocking you!! 🫵
yourbffsig KIDDING!! love youu 😌
yourusername love u 🙄
user omg queen!! what if you go blonde 🥺
user i can’t see her going blonde though, it’s a bad idea 😩 purple would look good!
user the day y/n dyes her hair is the day i go insane.
user no because she literally has one of the healthiest hair i’ve ever seen and now she’s planning on dyeing it 😭 what if the hairdresser sabotages her hair and she ends up bald
user GIRL WHY ARE WE TALKING ABOUT THE POSSIBILITY OF HER GOING BALD IM CRYINGF
user maam what if you bleach your hair 😌
user STFU FONT GIVE HER IDEAS IM GONNA BAWL
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jackdoohan happy to come away from the #spanishgp with a p2 and most importantly solid championship points, let’s keep it rolling into monaco next weekend! #f2
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user still can’t believe you cut off your hair 😭 i’m still mourning over it, jack.
user congrats mate! 👏🏻
user 🔥🔥
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yn.updates y/n seen today in barcelona with a bleached hair 🎀 sources said she came with her best friend to watch both f1 and f2 races!
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user sometimes i forget her best friend is literally a nepo baby, a fia nepo baby to be exact
user huh what
user yeah lol her dad’s one of the board of directors of fia! she was often seen in the paddock when she was young and i think she’s close with mick as there’re some pictures of them both in and out of the paddock!
user WHATTTTT
user WHERE TF IS THAT GIRL WHO SAID Y/N GOING BLONDE IS NOT A GOOD IDEA
user i apologize 😔
user ok but like whats the reason behind her bleaching her hair 🤨
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yourusername 22 coming your way 😉
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user WHAT.
user OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG Y/N ALBUM!!!!!!
user OOOOO SHE LOOKIN GOOD 👀
user WHAT THE FUCK IS JACK DOOHAN DOING IN HER LIKES !!!!
user it’s so random pls
user 😭 icb it’s a canon event lmfao
user i think it’s because they met(?) each other in barcelona! i think her bff introduced them to each other 😄
user why haven’t i heard that y/n went to the gp 😧 i was literally there
user she went there for a music video filming i think, she just went to the race during her break she said it during one of her ig lives hahaha
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[ T I M E S K I P ; A YEAR LATER ]
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yourusername it’s been a little over a year since 22 was released! as you all know, i’ve written my first full album last 2022 and it has a special place in my heart, as the title song tells the story about being young and carefree ❤️ thank you all so much for all the love you’ve given 22 ✨ as a thank you, i’ve released a new song titled DRESS, which is now available to all streaming platforms!
i’d like to express my deepest gratitude to my label, my manager, my friends, my family and last but not least, my muse–the reason behind this piece, jackdoohan 🤍 this is for you, my jacko!! happy anniversary to us, my racer <3
enjoy the surprise song, everyone! sending you all love, xo.
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user y/n??? jack??? what???
user WHY NOW WHEN I’M ALREADY COMFY IN BED!!!
user y/n, when was this???
user im so confused rn
user I AM IN CONFUSION, EXPLAIN, Y/N, EXPLAIN!!!!!
user can jack fight tho 🤨
user NOT ME LOSING Y/N TO JACK DOOHAN 💔💔
user this wasnt on my bingo card this year
yourbffsig congratulations lovie!! happy for you and jack 🥰 thank me yall hahaha happy anniversary and stay in love!! 🤍✨
— ❤️ by yourusername
mickschumacher loved the song, y/n!! happy for both of you 🤍
— ❤️ by yourusername
jackdoohan happy anniversary, angel 🤍 i love you and all the songs and poems you’ve written for me 😍
yourusername love you soooo much, jacko 💞
user SONGS?!?!?! THERE’S MORE?!?!?
yourusername will be released soon 🤫
user WHAT THE HECK!!!
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jackdoohan so amazed to see you on stage tonight, beautiful. you looked absolutely stunning and happy doing what you love. congratulations on your first concert, i love you ❤️
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yourusername crying!! you really surprised me when i saw you in the crowd 🥺 i almost didn’t finish the song and was thinking of running straight to you!!
yourusername the flowers are pretty btw!! 😍
jackdoohan just like you ;)
yourusername OH??
mickschumacher there are children on this app.
yourbffsig tell them to go away, let these two be in love!!
user oh idk which one i wanna be...do i wanna be jack or do i wanna be y/n
user he came right after his race yall, and on her concert’s first night. if he wants to, he would.
user damn it, when will i be in love... GOD I SEE WHAT YOU DO TO OTHERS ?! WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN !!
user the hand placement yall :( hand fucking placement!!!!
user jack is SOOOO in love 🥺
user “you looked absolutely stunning and happy doing what you love” haha guess who will sleep on the highway tonight haha
user you 🤝 me
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Leona, Vil, Azul, Jade, Floyd
Using half snow leopard fae, since growing up they know her secret being a half fae and what's more a mix breed along with her insecurity for being magically weak even being with
Fully knowing she been researching of why she is magically weak in the first place, until they made her laugh in pure happiness of a simple gesture they did that she wasn't aware that the plants around them went to full bloom and the surrounding became warm as if it's spring as she smiled at them and said " despite you being bit stubborn and a goof, you seem to make me feel happy love "
Bonus what will Malleus be when he witnessed that happened? Just out of curiosity
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Make Me Laugh | Snow Leopard Crewel Daughter Reader x Yandere Twisted Wonderland
Well for one it isn’t particularly a secret 
Its just that you’ve shown interest in it now that you’ve matured
But that has been squashed and sullied by the horrid Diasomnia group
She has no insecurity, so she says 
She has no pain, so she says 
And she’s not exactly sharing with anybody 
Even her childhood friends harem
Anything known about your emotions is subtext
And even then its buried under your…heavy personality
“You want me to laugh? Hmmm then perhaps if you poisoned that student with an herb that transforms his luscious locks into prickly spines, I’d laugh.”
Her joy is birthed at the suffering of her enemies
Or those beneath her
Or Crowley
Honestly anyone’s pain is her serotonin:
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Leona Kingscholar
Delivers that if he feels like it
He delights in your laughter no matter how crewel it can be 
But he also enjoys you snide remarks as you complain about whatever
He doesn’t care about your fae heritage or your power level
You’re just his (Y/n)
And he knows best how to tell you to stop 
When you’re boiling with rage
“Take a breather, its not as though the truth is leaving anytime soon.”
“What do you mean by that?!”
“Your DNA (Y/n) its not the end of the world as long as you’re here so relax. Better yet sleep.”
And if you need him to scar a couple kids its worth your laughter
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Vil Schoenheit
“That’s just like you,(Y/n). Well we are having a dance class soon surely you’ll be pleased to put your input.”
If he’s the queen of vanity and beauty, your the king of crewelty 
He doesn’t mind just letting you run amok 
Especially if it keeps his underlings keeping away from you
And your power means nothing to him
And it shouldn’t to you
Since you’re almost as good at potion-making as him
“Have you’re fun. It is the tax of a king as crewel as you.”
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Azul Ashengrotto
Is at his wit’s end
He can never match your lengths in creativity when it comes to igniting your laughter
Though sometimes his attempts make you laugh
He wonders if you had his powers 
How much more dastardly your contracts would be
He envies and admires that about you
But where you two relate most is that insecurity
Though he may stutter he’s the first tell you he loves all of you
And that he’s willing to conquer the whole world for you
“You’re such a romantic.”
“...D-do you still want that contract to have the tripping clause?”
“Hahaha yeah!”
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Jade Leech
One of few who can make you laugh
Through orchestrated planning and scheming 
He can be the one to provide the event that will lift any spirits
He does it often
If only to get praise or the gift of your laughter
“I’m glad that was to your liking but how could you pin me as the culprit?”
“Obviously it has your signature touch!” 
To you he’s the comedian of the century 
And he usually can match your levels of entertainment
Which will be a perfect distraction while he eliminates all your self-doubt
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Floyd Leech
Is more often then not riling you up 
Enjoying the aftermath of whatever pent up anger your releasing
But you?
Stressed out or worried?
“Ew lame princess leopard seal are you sad?!”
“What?! I’M GOING TO MAKE YOU INTO SU–”
“That’s better.”
He’d sooner rile you up than make you laugh
But sometimes you do laugh
And it makes him feel all funny for the rest of the day
But whatever your laughing about ought to be good if it sets you off
And he can’t help but sigh in bliss as he scrapes off the entertainment from his uniform
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Malleus Draconia
Is gifted to hear even a hint of your bell-like laughter
You have a several meter long radius for anyone from Diasomnia
Especially him
You’ll prefer to glare at him and cuss him out if he so much as looks at you
“But how can I not stare you’re simply alluring when you–”
“I WISH I COULD KILL YOU DIASOMNIA TRASH! SEVENS I HATE YOU SO MUCH!”
“Even when you scold me you’re so perfect.”
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So Scarlet and Violet's Indigo disk dlc has introduced Lacey (Beautiful perfect angel) and it's implied she is Clay's daughter
What do you there relationship is like? Do you think Clay whould be a good dad?
hahaha i have been tweeting about this actually. First link is a joke, but you should still click it lol
I always thought of Clay as an unofficial father of the region, so YEAH!! The news made perfect sense to me! I do believe its been confirmed also and it’s not just implied.
I ramble about clay for paragraphs:
I like to imagine Lacey and Clay have a good relationship. We can see from her design, she is wearing hair clips that match the gems Lian and Clay wear, which is super cute! Confirmed family tradition, like I theorized hehe!
Clay seems like the kind of dad that is blunt and straight to the point, but would spoil and support wholeheartedly! He’s a “down to earth” (haha) pragmatic kind of guy, telling everyone the hard truths when they need to hear it and not mincing words. Like you’re a kid when you meet him and he’s like whats up dummy, you fucked up. I imagine Lacey is fully used to this attitude and doesn’t get phased by it much. She probably tells people with a wave of a hand that her dad is actually quite nice, you just gotta cut through the hard exterior first.
I like to imagine Lacey got her drilbur (excadrill) from her dad (maybe a starter) but not just as a gift — she had to prove that she was ready to be a trainer! And she did, because she’s Clay’s daughter and Lian’s descendant so nice as she looks she must be headstrong as shit.
Like I can’t see Clay being a pushover dad, even if we imagine he calls Lacey petnames like “princess.” Personally, I always saw Clay as a little chivalrous with girls and femmes, in that Southern cowboy kind of way. I’m sure that comes through whenever he is decidedly softer with his own daughter.
Also Lacey lives in Nimbasa and uses fairy type, so she is clearly a kid that has her own ambitions and dreams. Which is why I imagine (if she has good relationship with her dad) that Clay must fully support it. Rocks and mining have been in the family since Lian’s time, so it’s possible she isn’t really interested in inheriting Clay’s business and has different goal for herself. Maybe there was some tension with this and maybe they butted heads, but I’m sure it could be worked out.
Would be cool to imagine her as the future Fairy type gym leader of Unova. That being said, I don’t think she’s against or ashamed of it. Her hair clips prove she’s proud of her origins after all!!
Also Clay sent his little girl to this new fancy shmancy school UNDER THE OCEAN, and sure its a little flashy, but he cares about her being educated and kicking other kids’ ass. Before she left he was probably like “give ‘em hell!” and she furrowed her bushy eyebrows like >:)))
Now ahem…obviously I still ship Clay x Drayden, this hasn’t really changed anything for me LOL in fact it makes it very interesting, because Drayden also has a confirmed grandson. Old man yaoi is still old man yaoi even if they’re bisexual, but also surrogates are a thing, not to mention divorce arc maybe??? All great, big fan. 👍
Tldr: YEa HE’S A COOL DAD.
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Okay lots of people don’t like Dizzie (Daring/Lizzie) and say they have no chemistry. Which is fair IN THE TV SERIES. but I’m a wonderlandiful world? Even tho Darings barely in it he still has so much chemistry with Lizzie. Maybe it’s just my theatre kid heart (hahaha) but like they’re so adorable.
AND WHEN LIZZIE KNIGHTED HIM.
Okay minor spoilers for a wonderlandiful world, I’m going to put some of my favourite Dizzie quotes from there.
“Now, kneel.”
Cedar was surprised to see Daring do so without argument.
Through some twist of magic, Lizzie’s butter knife had enlarged with him, now as big as a sword. She picked it up, solemnly touching its flat side to each of Daring’s shoulders.
“I knight you a defender of Wonderland, Sir Daring Charming. Heroic, loyal, fuzzy doom.”
“Yes, exactly like a pirate,” Lizzie said. “I would be much more comfortable speaking with you if you were a pirate.”
Briar put a finger to her chin, considering, and promptly glided to the ground, fast asleep.
“Arrr, Lizzie Hearts! Have ye killed Briar Beauty?” a voice asked from behind.
Daring Charming sauntered up and saluted her. He’d been so accommodating with her pirate request that Lizzie felt certain her mother couldn’t disapprove of their friendship.
“Aren’t you supposed to be racing?” Lizzie asked.
“No rush,” he said. “I always win. Even when I don’t.” He winked at her. “Ahoy, matey.”
“Daring swooped into a royal bow and said, “Be still, my heart! A fair princess has arrived!” And, strangely, he was looking at Lizzie, not Apple. Daring’s complimentary, showy stuff seemed to set the Ever After girls’ lashes aflutter, but Lizzie raised an eyebrow.
“If your heart were still, Mr. Charming,” she said, “then you would be dead.”
“Excuse me?” Daring asked.
“You said ‘be still, my heart,’ thereby commanding your heart to stop beating,” said Lizzie. “If your heart is obedient, I expect you to drop dead at my feet.”
Daring stared at Lizzie. He opened his mouth and seemed surprised when a chuckle escaped it. Lizzie smirked. She didn’t often hear Daring Charming chuckle.”
Off with its head!” shouted Lizzie.
Daring drew his sword with a flash of steel and an equally brilliant flash of a white-toothed smile.
“I’m just the prince for the job,” he said.
Lizzie smiled in surprise that someone was actually taking her seriously.
Daring winked
Lizzie lifted one hand, posing as she had on the amphitheater’s stage. “I
have returned, Boreas, wind-herder, to watch you writhing in the agony of age and death.”
Daring laughed heroically. “What a battle. Bards will sing of my deeds! Or perhaps a pop singer. Do you listen to Katy Fairy?”
“I do not!” Lizzie said grandly. “But I shall listen to her squalling posthaste as you are my friend, and friends recommend music to each other!
The audience gasped. Lizzie smiled. Maybe this strutting-about-a-stage business wasn’t so bad. She glanced at the anxious face of Headmaster Grimm for inspiration and decided to make up a few more lines. “I will not be the daughter who does nothing but watch her wrinkled father writhe with the agony of age and death, your voice slowly becoming more nasal and oddly high-pitched, as if you were being strangled by a possum or a really weak octopus or something.”
Daring pressed his lips together, valiantly attempting to hold back a laugh, and ultimately failing.
Darabella, Darise, Dapple or Farring could never. Also Dizzie technically got the beauty and the beast (well daring as a beast and Lizzie is always obviously beautiful) arc first. Even if it was sadly under developed.
Anyways Shannon Hale obviously ships Dizzie (well probably idk if she’s said anything on the matter) and it’s the best Daring ship. I suppose Kizzie (Kitty x Lizzie) kind of comes close but they just don’t have that romantic tension like her and daring do.
Anyways I think more people should appreciate them.
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little favours - biker!bucky x reader
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Plot: Since Bucky saved her from her shitty boss, Y/N hasn’t seen him again. For a while, she gets closer and closer to giving up hope. Until he comes back. And this time, he’s asking for her help. Pairing: Biker!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader Warnings: Mentions of sick kids/kids in hospital in case that’s a trigger. Again, Biker!Bucky likes using doll as his pet name (yes, he’s a warning, hahaha). As always if I miss any triggers, let me know. Notes: This is part two to my first Biker!Bucky fic, Knights in Leather Jackets which you can read here if you haven’t already. I hope you like it. Not beta’d, so any mistakes are my own.
Almost two weeks since she first met Bucky, Y/N is in the ice cream parlour again. Thankfully, it seems like her boss listened to Bucky’s warning, and he hasn’t bothered her since. So, ever since he left, Y/N has essentially been running the parlour herself. And for once, she’s started loving her job again. Shockingly, it turns out that not having her overbearing boss constantly breathing down her neck makes her happier and work better. As she cleans the counter, her eyes flicker to the note Bucky left her, his number still scrawled onto it. Despite how much happier she is now that her boss is gone, she is disappointed that she doesn’t have an excuse to call Bucky and have him down at the coffee shop at a moment’s notice.
“I could just call him, regardless of if I need help or not. I mean, he was obviously flirting.” The grin on Bucky’s face as he spoke to her replays in her mind once more, and already Y/N is grinning like a lovesick idiot.
Although, to be honest, that’s exactly what she is. Ever since he left her store, Bucky has constantly been in her mind. But somehow, even after everything they’ve been through, she just can’t bring herself to call him. Even though he saved her, she’s not sure where, if anywhere, that leaves them now. Of course, she’s under Bucky’s protection now, but whether it’s just his or his entire gang’s (if he has one, that is) is left to be seen. And besides, how long does it last? Is it lifelong or just until everything with her boss blows over? Or maybe her boss has tried to squeal, so Bucky and the others are lying low and not wanting to drag her into this.
“But I am a part of this.” Y/N glances back over at the note again. Bucky’s laughter fills her mind. “Fuck it.” Pulling out her phone, Y/N dials Bucky’s number.
Ring.
Ring.
The longer it goes without an answer, the more Y/N’s stomach twists and her heart sinks. And what little hope she has of seeing Bucky again slowly slips away.
When it hits voicemail, Y/N isn’t even surprised. Maybe she’s right. Maybe he doesn’t want to see her again. Or at least, not anytime soon. “Hey Bucky, it’s me, Y/N. Don’t worry, I’m okay. I was just wondering if I could see you again? …To thank you, I mean. Just come back to the shop. I’ll be here. Bye.” Sighing, she puts the phone down. Hopefully, she does see him again.
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“Do you wanna get that, Buck?” Steve raises a brow, gesturing to Bucky’s ringing phone.
“No, I’ll get it later. It’s alright.” Yet, the phone keeps ringing. 
“Buck….”
“Steve, just finish the meeting. I promise I’ll get it later.” Before Steve can say anything else, Bucky grabs his phone, switching it off and silencing the call. 
“Well, okay. As I was saying, the charity ride and fundraiser for the local hospital went really well, but I think there are still some things we can do.”
“What about a visit?” Sam pipes up. “We’ve done that a few times already, and the kids seem to love it.” Steve nods. Immediately, Y/N enters Bucky’s mind. Although he’s been thinking about her a lot recently. Actually, he’s been thinking about her since he left her. Her smile, her gorgeous face…god. He’d love to go back and see her again, but he’s been so busy recently that he hasn’t had the chance to. But now, he has the perfect excuse.
“Buck? You okay?” Steve frowns, curious about his friends’ silence.
“I have an idea.”
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The next day, Y/N is back in the shop, sorting things through the back. Suddenly, the chimes above the door sound, signifying a customer. A familiar figure leans against the wall, sunglasses perched on his head. As soon as she sees him, she recognises him right away, and her heart begins to pound. “Bucky?”
“Hey doll.”
“You’re back.” Y/N breathes, still a little in shock. Like if someone pinched her, she’d wake up again. If this is a dream, she hopes nobody pinches her. “Do you...want some more raspberry ripple?” She asks, immediately regretting it. Yes, ask the hot biker about ice cream instead of on a date with you. Good idea.
“I’d love some, but not yet. Actually, I have a favour to ask you.” As she nods in agreement, Y/N can’t help but feel a little disappointed. Honestly, she thought Bucky was coming back just to see her, and maybe ask her out. But at least this still gives her a chance to see him, which is better than nothing. And he looks even better than she remembers. He’s sending her heart into a flutter all over again. 
“Sure, what’s up?”
“We’re doing some more fundraising for the kids’ hospital, and planning a visit too.” So the favour is for sick kids. Whilst she was more worried about her and Bucky’s relationship. Great. Now she feels like an asshole. “We were thinking of bringing them a treat, so I thought I’d call up the sweetest woman I know to see if she can lend a hand.” Y/N smiles, already feeling the heat rising in her cheeks. “So.” Bucky trails off. “Can you help?” 
Like she’d ever say no.
“Of course I will.”
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“Thank you for the ice cream.” The young boy smiles up at her, and Y/N has to stop herself from crying. Although she’s enjoying spending this time with Bucky and his friends, it’s been amazing to see the kids and provide them with a little happiness during their hospital stay. Despite everything they’ve been through, both they and their families are all so kind and cheerful. Giving them some ice cream to help them feel better is the least she can do.
“Thanks for doing this, by the way. I was right. You really are an angel.” Bucky tells her as they head towards the next room. Smiling, Y/N shrugs.
“Of course I would. And besides, I’m the angel? This coming from the guy who beat up my asshole boss and is giving ice cream to sick kids. Sounds like you deserve that title more than I do.”
“I told you, doll. It’s what we do. And besides, I only came up with the idea, you’re the one giving it out.” 
“Acting like a regular Prince Charming is a daily occurrence for you? Sure.” Bucky blushes at her words, grinning like the same lovesick fool she knows she is around him.
“Bucky!” A little girl grins from her bed when they enter the next room, waving excitedly.
“Melody! Hey kiddo! Good to see you again.” He perches on the end of her bed, listening to her excited chatter about what she’s been doing since he last saw her. The sight makes Y/N’s heart swell. Despite how big and scary Bucky looks to other people, he’s so kind and loving to everyone. And Y/N’s hopelessly in love with him.
“He does this a lot, you know? They all do. Means the world to her.” Melody’s mother smiles, coming to stand by Y/N. “Melody adores him.” She’s not the only one.
“I have a surprise for you. I asked your mommy and your doctor, and they said you can have some ice cream. And it’s your favourite, strawberry.” Melody’s face lights up as Y/N passes over some for her. 
“Thanks Bucky!” Melody squeals, wrapping her tiny arms around him.
“Hey it’s not just me. My friend Miss Y/N is the one who brought you the ice cream.”
“Thank you, Miss Y/N!” She calls across the room. The sweetness and innocence in her voice makes Y/N smile.
“You’re very welcome Melody. But you can just call me Y/N, alright?”
“She’s pretty.” Melody whispers to Bucky, yet is still just loud enough for Y/N to hear. “She looks like a princess.”
“Yeah.” Bucky chuckles, gazing over at Y/N like she hung the moon. “I know.”
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Later, after Y/N and Bucky have finished visiting the kids, he offers to take her home on his bike. Of course, Y/N accepted right away. “Remember your helmet. Couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you.” Y/N puts it on, hoping she’s quick enough to mask how smitten with him she is. This man is going to be the death of her one day. “Hold on tight, okay?” Tentatively, Y/N reaches out, wrapping her arms around Bucky’s waist and scooting closer to him. The scent of patchouli oil, Bucky’s scent, fills her senses again, and she inhales deeply.
“How is it he already smells like home?”
As Bucky drives down the streets and roads of New York, Y/N leans back a little, enjoying the ride. This is what she used to dream about. Sitting on a bike and feeling free. If only she knew it’d come true. And that it’s even better than she dreamt. Although...that’s mainly because of Bucky.
But soon, Bucky pulls up outside her apartment, the ride and her dream over. “Thanks Bucky.”
“Not at all. Thank you for coming today.”
“I told you, I’m glad to help. I’ll see you around, okay?”
“Y/N, wait.” Bucky orders, stopping her. “Can I….” She raises a brow, waiting for his explanation. It’s strange, seeing the intimidating, yet flirty and confident Bucky, now a blushing mess around her. Although, it’s kind of endearing. “Can I take you out? On a date?”
“Yeah.” she gasps, already nodding with excitement. “Of course.” Bucky grins.
“How about I pick you up this Saturday, then? Say…about seven?”
“Okay. See you then.” Suddenly, Bucky leans in, pecking her on the cheek. His beard grazes her cheek, which tingles under its touch. 
“See you then, doll.”
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grilledcheese-savage · 6 months
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Costumes I think the ghost crew would wear for Halloween (or a Star Wars version of the holiday)
- Ezra bridger: I think he’d go as ghost because it was easy and I think his older self would be a ghost as a morbid joke since they thought he was dead for a lil bit 💀 but fr? Prob a werewolf or a pirate if he and sabine matched for fun (not shipping although I have nothing against sabezra). I can also see him in a skeleton costume but ALSO HE WOULD GO AS LANDO HAHAHA. I think he seriously dresses up for Halloween. Like different costume every year. Except for after Kanan went blind. He was too “grown up” and “going through something” for it 🙄
- Sabine: Vampire. I feel it in my bones. That or a pirate matching with Ezra. I also see her painting her beskar to be temporarily Halloween themed. Something artistic.
- Kanan: I don’t think he’d dress up for Halloween. I doubt Jedi are super into costumes and he’s just never grown up doing it so it’s eh. I think it’s also because he gets embarrassed. Strangely, I think he’d wear a costume once after he went blind and reconciled with Ezra to up the morale for everyone. In this universe he is definitely not dead because I said so. If he did(or almost died), then also a ghost costume 💀💀💀
- Hera: I can see vampire as well for her, but I think her costume would be something boring like “rebel pilot” costume where it’s just her orange flight suit with a rebel helmet 💀. She’d think it was funny.
- Garazeb: He thinks he’s already scary looking enough so he’s the kinda guy that says “this is my Halloween costume wdym” if Ezra pesters him. In the Ahsoka series however, I seriously believe him and Kallus would have couples costumes. (Hera tried to get Kanan to do a couples costume ONCE and he shot it down immediately before you ask) What those couples costumes would be, idk.
- C1-10P: Chopper would definitely stick a Jack a lantern he carved himself on his head and call it a day. He would also chase Ezra with the carving utensils on purpose. Idk what plant a pumpkin would be in this universe tho.
- Jacen Syndulla Dume(? I’m adding that because I like the idea of Kanan and hera keeping both last names) Hera would think it was adorable to dress him up when he was a toddler (even if it was impractical) I bet she’d dress him up like a lil meillorun 😭. When he was older obviously he’d want to be a Jedi for Halloween even if Kanan is a little perturbed by being a kid’s Halloween costume.
That is all. My answers are final and I do not take constructive criticism. Unless you want to come up with couples costume ideas for Kalluzeb. Then I do.
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fusillisarah · 3 months
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IRON FLAME THOUGHTS & REVIEW
Ohh. My. God.
Okay, soooo many things clicked for me by the end of the book. The twists were so delicious I was SCREAMING- my roommate thought something was wrong bahahaha. Spoilers ahead!
I was GAGGED. By Xaden’s second signet reveal. I had to put the book down and go make a cup of tea. At first I was like “WTF??!!” And was ranting about how it felt just thrown in there especially since the convo about the direct descendants/ second signet convo like just happened… and call me crazy but I think it happened one other time in the book and Violet wasn’t listening/didn’t pick up on it.
But then once I calmed down I realized how much RY foreshadowed it… like I could count plenty of times Violet says something in her regular thoughts (I.e. not italics) and Xaden responds… at first I just thought our queen had trouble not saying her train of thought out loud lol. But I gotta hand it to Rebecca, she totttttally got me. Insane twist and I’m obsessed with it.
Next I obviously have to talk about the ending. (Another side note… has anyone read Vampire Academy? (Spoiler)This is like the same vibes of Dmitri turning Strigoi) Xaden clearly slept with Violet so she obviously trusts him enough still, how much control do the Venin have?? I’m guessing it’s sposed to get worse the longer he is one? I think that right now I can focus on both Nolon and Jack being alive, and being the most reliable sources of information. I have not lost hope that he lives yet.
Tairns confession of Violet being his last broke me. So did Andarna saying she wants to be just like him. God I was unwell.
I need to read some more reviews, but I felt like a little bit of plot armor came into play with the final battle against the Venin… Sawyer lost a leg but is likely going to live, I was seriously expecting Rhi or Ridoc to not make it. Obviously I’m speaking very soon but they to me were giving “marked”. This is a personal opinion.
Yeah yeah the fights were childish. But to be completely honest I was taking Xadens side in most of them…. Give the kid a break Vi 😂
Okay, that’s all for now. Can’t wait for the next one tbh hahaha
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miguelswifey04 · 8 months
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Sunshine!spidey reader sees a video explaining the orange cat x black cat relationship dynamic and shows it to Miguel saying that it’s the epitome of their relationship and also how now they want a cat 🥰🥰🥰🥰
that’s literally my relationship dynamic with my boyfriend (he’s the orange cat & i’m the black cat) ✨💕 BUT YES THIS IS LITERALLY RIGHT ON THE DOT <3
🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️
“look miguel!! look,” you exclaimed happily as you ran up to show him a video of the ‘orange cat x black cat’ relationship dynamic and how it accurately depicted your relationship with miguel—him being the ‘black cat’ of the relationship and you being the ‘orange cat.’
“yeah that’s definitely us!” he smirked as he slung an arm around your shoulders and kissed the side of your temple. he took a moment to give his attention to you as he loved the way you would beam like a ray of sunshine. obviously, he was very occupied overseeing the multiverse and seeing events that unfolded right before your eyes BUT he made sure to give you the attention you deserved.
“what if we get a orange kitty—OR, a black kitty!?!” you suggested as you smile grew ear to ear as you tugged on his arm. you slung your arms around his pulling his arm close to your chest. he always loved when you wrapped your arms around his as it was your way of getting his attention. he always gave it to you no matter what. “hmmm? well, maybe..” he tapped a curious finger on his lips as a small smile formed on his brown lips.
“pretty please? we could all take care of it you know!! and we could have the kids—gwen, miles, margo, hobie, and pav take care of it too!” miguel chuckled at your jubilant expression as you pouted and wrote down the ways you’d all take care of a kitty of your choice. miguel always gave in to you because he enjoyed seeing you happy. “of course, as long as we keep it well fed and give it love, i see why not.” miguel returned his attention to the scanners and back at you as you jumped up and down in excitement. you jumped up on him as he caught you in his arms, laughing at how cute and happy you were. “hahaha, you’re cute you know.”
miguel ended up surprising you with an orange kitty as it reminded him of the color orange—bright and full of life. you, miguel, and the rest of the spidey gang happily looked after the orange kitty—keeping it well fed and loved by all of you.
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yamujiburo · 2 years
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since you made your own fankids, how did you get them to stay how they look like, how did you stay satisfied with how you made them? i’m trying to make a rocketshipping fankid myself but she never turns out how i want her to and is becoming a bit of a burden. you don’t have to answer though.
Hmmm that's a good question
I'd say it's because I make my designs very self indulgent haha. Like I give the characters features or clothes that I really like on other characters. Like for Jules, I like the "fitted top and baggy pants" silhouette (that kim possible look"), gloves, pigtails etc. It probably also helps that Jessie and James have designs that I very much enjoy, so combining their features can only result in a character that I think looks cool hahaha.
The tricky thing with that though, is your taste can change. I made other rocketshipping kids waaaay back that were also very self indulgent at the time but i (obviously) scrapped them to make new designs that I liked more. I've also tweaked the current fankids i've made a few times. who knows i might just start over again in another year LMAO
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As a character designer, I think it's also helpful to do explorations and sketch out many options for how a character should look! trial and error is a good way to narrow down what designs you like. having a lineup of 5 potential designs to choose from is nice, but then you can also pick out stuff you like from each design and combine them.
What i'm saying is that i don't really have an answer ahaha. but i do think fully embracing character design elements that you like is the way to go!
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atlastfree · 4 months
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Yu-Gi-Oh x POWER PRO Event translation — #1.
Occult Night (Ryou Bakura & Yami Bakura)
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Girl: Hey, did you hear? There’s a rumor about an old temple on the outskirts of town.
Girl #2: It’s that one place, isn’t it? With the eerie laughter that echoes night after night…
Pro: Ridiculous stories are all the rage these days. That’s just a baseless rumor, after all.
Pro: Right, Bakura?
Ryou: What? Yeah, uh…
Pro: What’s the matter? You seem a bit spaced out.
Ryou: Yeah… Actually, I went to that temple yesterday.
Pro: Eh!? What did you go for?
Ryou: It’s not like I intended to. Before I knew it, I was just there.
Ryou: It was the middle of the night, you know. Maybe I was sleep-walking.
Girl #3: Oh, by the way, the kid in the next class said he saw a zombie at the temple.
Ryou: Ehh!? Zombies!?
Pro: No, calm down. It’s just a rumor.
Ryou: Ugh, but I’m scared. What if they bite me or something?
Pro: It can’t be helped. In that case…
IF > Let’s get to the bottom of this.
Pro: I’ll go check it out. That’ll put your mind at ease, right?
Ryou: Huh? But… Are you sure?
Pro: Of course! Leave it to me!
[Late that night…]
Pro: Mm… The lanterns make the night so atmospheric.
[H-HAHAHAHAHA!]
Pro: Is that— don’t tell me it’s the rumored laughter!
Yami Bakura: Kukuku… So this is the place.
Pro: Bakura? You look different somehow…
Yami Bakura: Damn, so you found me. Well, whatever. I’ll let you help me out.
Pro: Huh? Help out…?
Yami Bakura: With baseball, obviously! Let’s go, Dark Necrofear!
[Gugugugugugu…]
Pro: No way! Is this the true identity of the rumored zombie? And the one behind the laughter is…
Yami Bakura: H-HAHAHA! Do it, Dark Necrofear!
Pro: Eek—!
[…]
Pro: Ugh… I had a bad day yesterday.
Ryou: Are you alright? What on Earth…
Girl #1: Hey, did you hear? There’s more to that rumor about the temple on the outskirts of town.
Girl #2: That’s right, it’s about another rugged zombie being there.
Pro: (Ahhh… Now I’m joining in on the ghost stories…)
IF > You can stay in my room.
Pro: Bakura, if you’re okay with it, do you want to stay in my room tonight?
Ryou: Huh? But… Are you sure?
Pro: Yes, of course. It’s safer for you, too.
Ryou: Yeah… Thanks, Pro.
[…]
Pro: Sleepy… What’s that sound…
Pro: [Wakes up] Wait, Bakura! Where do you think you’re going at this time of night?!
Yami Bakura: Kuku… There’s no need to tell the Headmaster.
Pro: (I guess he’s sleepwalking… I need to find a way to stop it…)
Pro: That’s right! If you’re going out, maybe I’ll go to the convenience store and buy some late-night snacks?
Yami Bakura: Yeah, whatever you want. I don’t care…
Pro: Oh, the cream puffs there are delicious, you know~
Yami Bakura: Huh!? Cream… puffs?
Pro: Oh, you like cream puffs too? Well then, let’s go buy some together!
Yami Bakura: Kh! What’s going on?! My body is reacting!
Yami Bakura: Well, I guess there’s no helping it… Today, in consideration of cream puffs, I’ll behave myself.
Pro: (Phew… Looks like I managed to stop him somehow.)
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reineyday · 3 months
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i’m back to say that magnificent was so so so good!! i love the uta mihawk interactions and how mihawk wants to protect her. i think my favorite part though was when mihawk was talking to shanks all nervous about whether he could call uta his daughter, but shanks answers with an “of course.”
this fic made me wonder why mihawk would do if he was present during the one piece film red… would he come along with the red crew, or would he already be there like the others (luffy, law, etc)?
awh 💖💖 thank u for your continued support! it means a lot :') and im happy you enjoyed the fic haha 🥰
UH, long answer short: i kind of have headcanons that position him before, during, and after the movie hahaha. sorry this reply turned out longer than i expected but my brain's got a mihawk & uta agenda goin' on rn. 😂 thanks again for the ask! ➡️
i actually have a bit of a draft going of mihawk seeing the "shanks destroys elegia" headline, seeing what's up, and finding uta, which i started before i wrote up magnificent lol. that's kinda where i picture him--doing something before everything happens, bc his curiosity makes him wonder why shanks would do smthg so uncharacteristic.
i recognize that's kind of a cop-out answer tho LOL so in regards to the movie itself in the canon(ish) timeline, i imagine he'd probably be there beforehand like luffy etc. he'd be there bc buggy and his crew got tickets and he was somehow dragged there against his will (similar to how law says he's chaperoning bepo but a lot more antagonistic about it aha), probably bc croc decides it might be beneficial to go, for whatever reason. probably scoping the crowd. (pls imagine the cross guild at uta's concert garnering Looks and standing out very obviously, but no one wants to say anything about it LOL even if the crowd is very anti-pirate. like, the strawhats and soen charlottes were there so. why not some ex-warlords?)
when there, he'd be like, "hey wait isn't that shanks's kid? didn't he say she left to sing? huh." and then maybe possibly even dial shanks on his baby den den about it bc if he's the type to bring luffy's poster all the way to an island, he'd probably try to ring up shanks. then he wouldn't be able to connect and clock that something is Up bc he knows shanks is just kinda hanging on his ship rn, on his way out from wano. i dont think he'd be with shanks along with his crew, and i dont think he'd bother going after the fact to help if he wasn't there to start with, which is why i think he'd already be there for separate reasons. ;P
anyways, i also have the start of an idea where the movie happens but uta survives, and shanks, stressed, is like, "hey, y'know what, everything's ramping up and everyone's trying to kill uta and she's still recovering from this wakeshroom shit so she'd probably be safer on land but the marines will be looking for all my known close associates... i'm gonna drop her off with mihawk. he trained those two other kids and the misanthropic fucker (affectionate) has probably found a new island by now anyways, since he isn't a warlord anymore. it should be fine. he'll say yes."
he sets out with his crew to follow mihawk's vivre card. benn and yasopp get the news coo and start laughing about something but they don't tell him, and whatever, he's going to see mihawk soon. he's definitely being led to land, which makes him feel vindicated, until it becomes more and more clear that the structure standing out on the shore is a huge big top tent, and there's an unfortunately very familiar flag flying, and shanks is like, "oh god, don't tell me," and then promptly has to dodge a flying fist and yelling about how he isn't welcome here and what the fuck is mihawk doing with buggy???? and benn and yasopp, having seen the cross guild poster in the news and hidden it from shanks, are laughing so hard at him while he deals with this momentary crisis where two completely different parts of his life have seem to connected without his knowing about it.
(buggy is happy to see uta bc for all that they fight shanks and buggy did make some sort of effort with their brotherhood every now and then so he knows uta and she calls him "uncle bugs"!; mihawk ofc says "yes" to taking care of her bc he feels qualified to handle young adults now lol (he says this with an air of gravitas that is hilarious when considering how he interacts with zoro and perona, which is stoically and poorly); uta makes fun of her dad relentlessly for not having made any moves on the guy he's been in a situationship with since she was a literal child; and croc comes home from a meeting to find international pop sensation uta (that the news said tried to take over the world during her concert or something???) reclined on their couch drinking tea. wild day for everyone.)
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DIABOLIK LOVERS VERSUS SONG Bloody Night Vol.Ⅰ  Mini Drama “Ayato VS Subaru”
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Original title: 録り下ろしミニドラマ「アヤトVSスバル」
Source: Diabolik Lovers VERSUS SONG Bloody Night Vol. I Mini Drama
Audio: Here
Seiyuu: Midorikawa Hikaru & Takashi Kondou
Translator’s note: I honestly can’t help but get some sort of ‘reverse culture shock’ whenever I go back to one of the earlier drama CD series. :p The boys have been toned down so much in the more recent games and CD series, I’ve honestly forgotten how ruthless they can be. Especially Subaru caught me off guard with some of his statement because he’s just a blushy, tsundere cinnamon roll now lol. I’m not into the super sadistic content, but I can definitely understand why some people are frustrated with the change if they initially got into the franchise for the darker content.
*Rustle rustle*
Subaru: …God. …Stop bein’ so fuckin’ annoyin’...What part of ‘don’t make a fuss’ do you not get!?
You continue to thrash about.
Subaru: I know you’re not exactly the brightest person ‘round, but you should be able to figure out what’ll happen if I let go of you right now, aah!?
You suddenly calm down.
Subaru: I mean…If you want to go for a one-way trip down there, I won’t stop you. I guess it could be kind of fun to see you land splat against the ground like a rotten tomato. Hehehe…
Your face goes pale.
Subaru: Say, what do you say?
You promise to behave.
Subaru: Hehe, you should have just done so from the very start. You really are a pain in the ass. …Oi, grab onto me a lil’ tighter.
*Rustle*
Subaru: Che…Tighter!
*Rustle*
Subaru: Exactly, just like that. Now your nape is positioned perfectly in front of me. Heh…
He leans in but suddenly comes to a halt.
Subaru: Fuck…This pisses me off…Your skin’s still covered in his marks…
You ask Subaru what he will do about it.
Subaru: Hah…? Don’t be playin’ dumb with me now. I’m obviously gonna do this…!
He bites you.
*Gulp gulp gulp*
*Rustle rustle*
Subaru: ーー Hah! Haah, haah…
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Subaru: …Hah! Haah…I’ll erase them at once.
*Sluuurp*
Subaru: Mmh…Nn…Hah!
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Subaru: Hah…!
You protest.
Subaru: Heh. …And whose fault do you think that is? Haah!? ーー You’re to blame, aren’t you? None of this would have ever happened if you didn’t let Ayato suck your blood without my damn permission!
You frown.
Subaru: So you’re in no position to complain. If you understand that…Shut up and lemme have your blood…
He continues feeding off you.
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Subaru: Hah…
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Subaru: …Hehehe. Writhe in pain even more…
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Subaru: Hah…
*TIMESKIP*
*Rustle*
Subaru: ーー Woah there! Whatcha trippin’ for? …Come here!
Subaru pulls you close.
Subaru: …That was only the opening act earlier. The main show starts right now.
You flinch.
Subaru: Heh…That look in your eyes…Hehe, are you shitting your pants? …Nah, you’re not. I bet you actually can’t wait for it.
You shake your head.
Subaru: Makes sense, I guess. No way someone who’d let someone mark her from head to toe would be satisfied after just that.
*Rustle*
Subaru: Your wish is my command…So, where do you want it? Your neck? Or perhaps…Somewhere a lil’ lower? …Ughー!
*RIIIIIP*
Subaru: If you won’t give me an answer, I’ll do as I wish. I bet you’re fine with bein’ bitten just ‘bout anywhere, aren’t you? As long as you get to feel good. Right…?
Subaru bites you again.
Subaru: Nnh…
*Gulp gulp*
*Rustle rustle*
Subaru: Mm…
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Subaru: ー Hah! …Hah…
Ayato: …Look at you latchin’ onto her like a fuckin’ loser! Hahaha! No wonder you get called a kid.
Subaru: …! Ayato! Is that you, you bastard!? Where are you!?
Ayato: …Right here.
Ayato kicks him away.
*THUD*
Subaru: Uwah!
*Thud*
Ayato proceeds to knock him out cold next.
Ayato: There we go, that guy’s not movin’ for a while.
He walks up to you.
Ayato: Yo, Chichinashi. My bad to interrupt while you were havin’ such a good time. Hehehe…
*Rustle*
Ayato: I was watchin’ the whole time. How he was havin’ his way with you. You were makin’ some pretty sweet sounds. Did his fangs really feel that good, huh?
You deny it.
Ayato: Don’t lie to me. It must have been amazin’, no? Otherwise you wouldn’t be able to give such strong reactions. Aah!? ーー Answer me, Chichinashi. Or else I’m gonna strip you bare right here, right now.
You admit to feeling good.
Ayato: Hehehe…Look who’s finally bein’ honest. In that case…
He approaches.
Ayato: ーー It’s time for your punishment.
*RIIIIP*
*Rustle*
Ayato bites you.
Ayato: Mmh…Nn…
*Sluuuurp*
Ayato: Hahn…
*Rustle*
Ayato: Heh…Nice…Cry out even more…Those are the noises I wanted to hear from you.Suits a dumb Chichinashi like you perfectly…Nn…I’ll make sure to teach this body of yours directly…who exactly it belongs to…
*Sluuurp*
Ayato: Nnh…
*Rustle*
Ayato: Fuck…! Subaru’s bite marks are a damn eyesore! I swear, Laito is seriously out of his mind to get off on this sorta shit.
You tilt your head to the side.
Ayato: Laito told me to try somethin’ different for once. I decided to roll with his idea ‘cause I hadn’t been feelin’ that thrill as of late, but I don’t know what to do with this frustration.
You seem confused.
Ayato: You know, I tempted Subaru to go after you on purpose.
*Rustle*
Ayato: And then I was supposed to watch him suck your blood. Laito said that sorta thing is hella exciting, but I don’t understand his logic at all. I only feel anger from watchin’ some other dude suck your blood.
Subaru regains consciousness.
Subaru: Ugh…Fuck…Ayato!
Ayato: The baby’s awake? Guess we’ll have to move somewhere else then.
Subaru: You fucker…!
Ayato: Hang on tight, ‘kay?
Subaru: Hold up!
Ayato lifts you into his arms and leaps off into the sky.
*Woosh*
Subaru: Ayatoーー!!
*TIMESKIP*
Ayato lands on the clock tower.
Ayato: …Okay, this’ll do. Chichinashi, don’t move, okay?
You seem terrified.
Ayato: Hehe, how’s the view from up here? Pretty nice, don’t you think? Come on, try lookin’ down. If you were to fall down from here, you’d be dead on the spot.
If I need to switch things up, then this will work just fine. Sucking your blood at a completely different location, savoring its taste as you get worked up.
Your face goes pale.
Ayato: You better cling onto me tight so you don’t fall to your death from getting a lil’ too excited…Do you understand?
You nod.
Ayato: Well then…Let’s continue where we left off…I’ll start by gettin’ rid of that guy’s bite marks.
Ayato bites you again.
*Sluuurp*
Ayato: Nnh…Mm…
*Sluuurp*
Ayato: Hahn…Mm…
*Sluuurp*
Ayato: Nnh…Nn…
*Sluuurp*
*Rustle rustle*
Ayato: …Woah there! That was close…! Didn’t I tell you to keep a tight grip? God…Has your body gone limp from fear?
*Rustle*
Ayato: Nn…Hah…Guess I have no other choice. I’ll use my necktie to tie you to one of the hands of the clock.
*Rustle rustle*
Ayato: There we go. This should do the trick. …Now then, this place is up next…!
*RIIIIP*
Ayato: Hehehe…Your heart’s beating even faster than usual, isn’t it? I bet you’re actually enjoyin’ this quite a bit, aren’t you? You’re such a freak. Hehehe…
He bites you again.
*Sluuurp*
Ayato: Hahn…Mmh…
*Sluuurp*
Ayato: Nn…
You deny it.
Ayato: Don’t be lyin’ now...I can tell by the look on your face…
*Sluuurp*
Ayato: Hahn…Nn…I should have just done this from the very start. There’s plenty of ways to get a kick without havin’ to work up that bratーー
Subaru arrives to the scene.
Subaru: Who are you calling a brat, huh?
Ayato: …!
Subaru: You really fucked with me this time, didn’t you, Ayato? Aah!?
*Thud*
Ayato: Subaru…! The fuck are you doin’...!? Think ‘bout where we are right now!
Subaru: Fuck off! …And you too! Why are you lettin’ that guy have his way with you!?
You insist that there was nothing you could do.
Subaru: Che…He tied you up, huh? Fuckin’ annoyin’...Ugh…
Subaru starts to untie you.
Ayato: Hold up. If you untie her right now, she’s gonna fall straight down, you know?
Subaru: …! …Kuh!
Ayato: She’s a wobblin’ mess thanks to me workin’ my magic on her. I’m way better than you. Hahaha…
Subaru: As if anyone believes the bullshit that comes outta your mouth…
Ayato: Are you stupid? Proves you’re still just a kid. Lemme show you then.
*Rustle*
Ayato bites you in front of Subaru
Ayato: Hahn…Nnh…
*Sluuurp*
Subaru: …Ayato! You bastard…!
Ayato: Nnh…Nn…
*Sluuurp*
Subaru: Damnit…Cut the crap! …Oi! I’m the one you should focus on!
Subaru bites you as well.
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Ayato: Che…Don’t scarf her blood down like that…You can try as hard as you want, you’ll never win from me.
*Sluuurp*
Subaru: Shut up…! Your voice is ruinin’ the moment…! Oi…You should cry out a lil’ more…To overpower his voice…Nnh…
*Gulp gulp gulp*
*Rustle rustle*
Subaru: ーー Hah! Hehe…Exactly…Cry out more…And let the world know…That I’m way better than that jackass…
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Ayato: Keh…! Big talk for someone who’s only profittin’ of someone else’s hard work! It’s not your fangs which are pleasin’ her, but mine!
Ayato continues to suck your blood as well.
*Sluuurp*
Ayato: Hah…Nnh…
*Rustle*
Subaru: Oi, you. Lean a lil’ closer. Rest your body against me.
*Rustle*
Subaru: …I bet you want me to bury my fangs even deeper into your nape, don’t you?  Nnh…
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Subaru: Hahー! Hahn…
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Ayato: Hahaha…Someone seems a lil’ desperate? Should have expected no less from a lil’ kid.
*Sluuurp*
Ayato: All of your struggles will be in vain though. Doesn't her reaction prove that she likes my fangs better than anyone else’s?  Nnh…Nn…
*Sluuurp*
Ayato: Hah…Check out that dreamy look in her eyes…As if she’s ready to ascend to heaven any second now.
*Gulp gulp*
Subaru: Fuck off…! That’s ‘cause of my fangs!
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Subaru: Hah…
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Ayato: Say whatever you want. …Come on, Chichinashi. Get a grip!
*Smack*
Ayato: No way this is enough to satisfy you, is it?
Subaru: Exactly…You need to feel me…even deeper…
*Sluuurp*
*Gulp gulp*
Subaru: Hah…Haah…Hehe…Not a bad reaction at all. Sure. I’ll give it to you as much as you want.
*Sluuurp*
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Subaru: Nn…
*Gulp gulp gulp*
Ayato: Hahaha…God, your greed really has no limits, has it? Oh well, whatever. I’ll make an exception for today. …Go ahead and turn into as much of a hot mess as you want, Chichinashi…
Subaru: Hah…Challenge accepted. Come on…Allow my fangs to go even deeper…
Ayato: Hahaha…You better make a clear choice by the end. Okay, Chichinashi?
ーー THE END ーー
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Question for Squirmy, why do you like being tickled so much? What do you find so appealing about it that makes you keep subjecting yourself to it? 😄
Honestly, it’s just always been something that caught my attention. Obviously as a kid, it was an innocent thing. I just got all awkward and jealous if I saw someone getting tickled in a show or in person. Because it made me feel “weird” and I didn’t understand why, I used to hide the fact that I was so sensitive. I’d lie if I was asked about it and try to hide my reactions. As I got a little older, I had a girl friend whose house I’d hang out at all the time. She liked to play tickle games with me a lot. She’d have me lay on her bed, hide my face under the pillow and tease my back, sides and tummy pretending to give me a “massage” with light teasy touches. It was mostly a competition, we’d switch back and forth to see who could handle it longer. I’ll admit I acted bratty once in a while to instigate playful tickles. She had a major ler side and it was awesome. As I started maturing, I realized that kind of game resulted in… physical reactions of a certain nature. But we grew apart and I went back to hiding it. As I got older, I realized tickling videos were a turn on for me and I’d seek them out. Around 18 or 19 I realized it was a fetish category and that made immediate sense of it in my brain! Lol it was a relief to find out it was a thing, but I still didn’t approach the topic with friends or significant others. I eventually started interacting in the tickle community, I didn’t want to compromise my needs anymore and never seemed to date people with the ler energy. Hahaha I met my now fiance, "Surreal” through the online community and he was the first person I trusted to tie me up and really test my limits. Tickling is fun for me because I tend to overthink a lot, but when I’m laughing it kind of erases that and keeps me in the moment. It can range from light and sensual to intense and borderline unbearable. But the difference in sensations is half the fun! I also have a bit of a love/hate reaction to it because I can’t control my reactions.. it’s so embarrassing how little I can hide them. (Since I find power dynamics to be extremely sexy, it’s hot to see him smirk at the little things that turn me into a puddle of giggles.) Last but not least, I love that tickling encourages a partner to seek out every sensitive spot on your body. I think those with the fetish are more detail oriented partners, very attentive and playful! It puts my body on edge and also invites more fun into our intimacy.
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