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b1mbodoll · 9 months

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i sent that reader baby trapping jake ask and saw someone ask abt the other way around and what if,,,they both had the intention of doing it to each other and it's just a rlly fucked up relationship ya know (giving netflix you vibes)

pairings: jake sim x f! reader

warnings: babytrapping + breeding + manipulation + stalking + dubcon + jealousy + panty sniffing + panty stealing + pregnancy ment + cervix fucking + daddy kink

💌: this has got to be my favorite idea yet omg???

the relationship you had with jake was confusing. it started off as the two of you fucking whenever you were horny, simple enough right? wrong. so wrong. the longer you two continued messing around, the deeper your infatuation with him grew, wanting nothing more than to be an official couple. but you couldn’t tell him, after all you were the one who told jake you didn’t want a relationship. he respected your wishes but every time he found himself in your bed, he couldn’t help but wonder what you’d do if he fucked you raw without warning. would you let him cum inside you? or make him pull out?

he was obsessed with you, scarily so, breaking into your apartment when you were out, seeking out your hamper and sniffing your dirty panties before ultimately deciding to stuff them in his pocket to take home. he was also constantly following you around at parties and scaring off any guys that tried their luck with you, hiding his anger behind kind eyes and a sweet smile thrown your way, asking if you wanted to head back to his house.

you knew, of course. how could you not? you were just as obsessed with jake, purposely leaving your panties on top of the rest of your clothes in the hamper, blushing when you realized they were missing because that meant jake had dropped by for a visit when you weren’t home. he was so focused on keeping other guys away he didn’t realize you had also been watching him at parties, subconsciously squeezing your thighs together while your eyes were locked on his clenched jaw, your pussy growing wetter by the second.

the two of you had snuck away from jay’s party, jake leading you to one of the guest bedrooms and locking the door behind you. “did you see the way sunghoon was looking at you tonight? fuck, i could kill him. who does he think he is?” he seethed, pushing you on the bed roughly. you could cum just from seeing how angry he was, “don’t worry ‘bout him jakey, ‘m only yours, promise. i’ll even let you fuck me without a condom this time.” the look on his face was comical, almost causing you to giggle at his reaction. “really? you’d let me do that?” he questioned. “mhm! just gotta pull out before you cum, ‘kay? don’t wanna get me pregnant right?” jake couldn’t believe this was happening, he had no intention of pulling out but he couldn’t tell you that so he just nodded, unable to voice his thoughts.

you were just as excited as jake, for weeks you’d stopped taking your birth control, planning to let him fuck you raw sometime soon and now that the time has come you needed to feel his bare cock inside of you. “please put it in, jakey. can’t wait anymore.” he wasted no time, coating his cock in your arousal and sliding deep inside, the two of you moaning as his lengthy cock hit your cervix. it wouldn’t be long before he came but he wanted to savor the feeling of your walls gripping his dick without a condom in the way, fucking you slowly, making sure you could feel every inch of him battering your cunt.

“you feel so good ‘round my cock, think you were made for me. made to take my cum, shit, i wanna fill you up so bad, sweetheart. can i?” he babbled, too pussydrunk to notice you’d already locked your legs around his hips in an effort to force his cock even deeper. “yeah jakey, you can cum. ‘m on the pill,” you lied, hiding your face in the crook of his neck as you felt your orgasm approaching. he sped up the pace, angling his cock in a way that made the tip hit the opening of your womb each time causing you to squeal, pussy creaming around him.

jake was already so close and the way your cunt was squeezing him drove him crazy, hips stilling as his cock spurted globs of thick, creamy cum so deep inside you, you thought there was no way he wasn’t successful in knocking you up. his mind was reeling after his own orgasm and all he could think of was how much he wanted you two to be exclusive, wishing somehow your birth control wouldn’t stop him from impregnating you.

you kept your legs around him even after he’d stopped moving, his cock keeping the obscene amount of cum from spilling out. “gonna make you a daddy, jakey, you can’t leave me now. ‘m so full, it has to work!” you couldn’t stop yourself from revealing your sick plan, muttering about how you weren’t on birth control anymore and how he’d be such a good daddy. jake wasn’t upset though, his cock hardening again inside of you, after all he had to make sure his girl was properly bred.

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astra-kamari · 2 months

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me again :3 zuko and fem reader?

reader is zuko’s childhood best friend and one night she went to market to buy some dinner however on her way back home she’ is being followed by a strange guy.

when she notices a figure following her, she doesn’t know what to do at first but somehow finds herself running towards zuko who is training nearby.

A/n-Ofc🫶🏼 i love this idea!! I wasn’t sure if you wanted them dating/confession so i kinda just went with it. Its not very long and kind of sloppy-so lets just ignore the plot holes lol.

Pairing- zuko x reader

Never go alone again

You were so exited. Zuko had finally killed the avatar and returned back home. You would finally have a chance to tell your best freind how you felt.

You decided you would do it over dinner. You were searching through the pantry to make sure you had everything, when you realized you were out of flaming sour dough.

You quickly grab your shoes and walk to the store. You were kind of nervous about tonight. Did he feel the same way? Was this all a mistake? You decide not to overthink it and quickly buy your supplies for the bread.

As you were shoping you noticed a man following you around the store. Always from a distance. Maybe he just needed the exact same things you did.

As you were walking home you kept looking behind you. A ways away you could see the man behind you-following you. He was quickly gaining on you.

You looked around, you were near the training grounds, quite aways away from your house and even if you beat the guy there what would you do?

You look behind you one last time and see the guy running for you. Thats it, you thought, Zuko better be there like he always is. But it would be just your luck if the one time you actually needed him training he was gone.

You run in quickly spotting the black haired boy. “Zuko!” You scream

He looks up startled, and catches you when you practically run into him. “A man, chasing me, so far, your here.” You say gasping for breath.

As soon as he realizes whats happening he starts looking you over for injuries. “Are you ok? whats wrong? Are you sure your not hurt? Where is he?”

He’s bombarding you with questions and you’re just trying to catch your breath, running was never easy.

You end up just pointing behind you, just as the man comes running in. Zuko snaps his head up and quickly takes care of him as you calm down.

Zuko is still sending comets of fire as the guards come running out. “Take care of him.” He yells to the guards as he comes towards you.

He pulls you into a hug, and you both stand there for a moment, just enjoying each other’s presence.

Then he pulls back, “how did he find you? Why weren’t you safe at home?”

You’re startled by his intensity. “I was getting the ingredients for dinner tonight. I just walked to the store, i never thought something like this could happen.”

Now he just looked more upset, “what were you thinking! Going alone? I would’ve gone with you! You could have gotten seriously hurt, or worse!”

“Im sorry, i was just exited for tonight” you say sadly.

He sighs, “i just, i dont know what i would do if something happened to you.” You look up at him, this was almost too good to be true. “I have liked you for a long time.” He says very slowly.

And it seems it just hit him with what he said and everything immediately follows up with, “i didn’t really mean to say that! I mean i ment it-but i didn’t want to tell you like this. And obviously you dont have to feel the same way and i-“

You cut him off by kissing him, after a few moments you pull back. “Its ok. I like you too, i was actually planning on telling you at dinner.” You laugh

You look up at him and see the biggest smile on his face. “This is perfect” he says, “and now i can go with you to the store. You’ll never have to go alone again.”

You two walk to your house to have dinner, the happiest you’ve ever been.

#atla #avatar the last airbender #zuko x reader #zuko #atla zuko #prince zuko #zuko x you

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whiskersz · 3 months

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Angel and reader who’s also into fem fashion/drag so they keep stealing each others stuff to use

“is that my lipstick?”

“Is that my dress?”

“…touché”

This is pretty short, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

Warning for Valentino ment /neg...he's not there though, be not afraid.

-ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅ -ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅ -ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅

Late! Late, late, late, late!

You were supposed to meet up with your friends half an hour ago, and yet here you are still hanging around in your PJs.

You swing your closet open; this looks too boring, this is certainly way too tacky, it’s morning after all...ah, perfect! You haven’t worn this outfit in a while, and you remember receiving lots of compliments when you did. Your friends will surely appreciate it too.

You practically throw yourself at your desk, dangerously risking a fall from your chair; time for makeup!

A bit of moisturizer, some primer to help your makeup apply smoothly, foundation to cover up any stray blemish...you do everything in a bit of a hurry, so the time to apply lipstick comes fairly soon. You gaze at your whole collection, but nothing seems to be matching with what you’re wearing...except for one of them.

SUPER late!

If Angel doesn’t leave the Hotel right this instant, Valentino is not going to be pleased about his arrival.

Luckily his light makeup from yesterday is still somehow intact, so he only has to touch it up a bit before basically flying to his closet to choose the most appropriate fit for the day. There’s supposed to be a shooting today after all, so he needs to look his best.

Despite his wide collection of outfits, nothing particularly catches his eye this morning, which is not ideal since he can already hear the limousine supposed to pick him up pulling up in the driveway.

Come on, there has to be something...his room is a mess right now, maybe something he carelessly threw on his bed could work?

As if Heaven was listening, the first thing he lays his eyes upon happens to be the perfect dress for what he needs to do today.

It’s not exactly his...but hey, desperate times call for desperate measures.

You and Angel exit your rooms almost simultaneously, yours being a bit back into the hallway allows the two of you to meet as he leaves his;

“You’re late!” you point out as he’s busy locking his door.

“So are ya!” turning around, his eyes immediately travel to your lips; “Hey, is that my...?”

You nod, refraining from kissing his lips while wearing his own lipstick; another thing Valentino would not be happy about.

“Yep, and that is my dress.”

“Don’t blame me babes, it’s perfect for the occasion!”

You endearingly shake your head. Letting your boyfriend leave the Hotel first, you call out to him before he can open the front door.

“Angel, I’ll see you tonight, mhm?”

“Will do.” He sighs a bit, flashing you a smile nonetheless; “Have fun with your friends, yeah?”

Nodding, you let him go, already planning to stop by a couple shops to look for a little present for him – and to proudly point out to all of your friends that the lipstick you’re wearing is your boyfriend’s, in case any of them decides to compliment it.

#hazbin hotel x reader #angel dust x reader #x reader #angel dust hazbin hotel #hazbin x reader #angel dust

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shelbgrey · 1 month

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Hi! Could I request some Alex Karev smut? If possible? :)

Dr. Feelgood(Alex Karev)

Paring: Alex Karev x Fem!Reader

Summary: after being forced to plan a 'prom' at the hospital for Webber's niece, Alex and the reader decided to go together. They had nothing better to do, but their desire can't go unnoticed.

Warrings: SMUT, oral(female receiving), unprotected sex, pull-out method, sorta public sex?

MasterList ML2

“Everyone goes to the prom!” Webber shouts. “Everybody!”

And that's when we become party planners instead of surgeons, well we became that after the LVAD wire cutting incident, but that's not the point.

And when you have someone like me who never went to prom and someone like Alex who couldn't give a shit to help plane, nothing could get done quick enough.

Camille's friends just wouldn't shut up. Alex groaned and put his head on the table. The girls continued to ramble about colors and lights and Alex groaned louder like they were stabbing him.

“we could go all white” one the girls said, but then stopped when Alex made more noise of anguish.

“are you having a Seizure?” I asked, more annoyed with his groaning than the teenagers yapping.

“Will it get me out of here?” Alex asked, setting up. “Fine. Let's go with seizure”

Then after a while George got Bailey to help. She got every decoration down to a Tee and got everything ordered. I just didn't want to deal with this lovey-dovey crap. I just broke up with Derek Shepherd because I found out he was actually married, everything was just getting to me. Even a dying guy like Denny proposed to Izzie.

I could tell Alex had had enough of everything too. He blamed Izzie for our intern group's suspension and put on decoration duty, he was just pissed. I couldn't blame him, others might but I always saw a side of him no one else was. To be honest he was my person as Meredith would say… even if he looks ready to punch someone.

I let go of an unclosed balloon full of helium, making it fly towards Alex as it deflates. “Are you serious?!” He grabs the balloon. He was very agitated.

“Calm down, I'm just messing with ya” I told Alex.

“No! Don’t mess with me, have you seen these girls? These decorations! And now this!?”

I shrugged, already accepting our fate. I looked around as the hospital slowly turned into some prom nightmare. My high school prom was hell… If I had one, guy asked me and I ever really got the full experience.

“I really don’t want to be here. I can’t believe Webber forced us to do this because LVAD shit” Alex complained.

“No one wants to do this, but it's for the chief's niece” I said gently.

“Yeah, I know, but he forced the whole hospital staff to attend is stupid as hell”

I shrugged. I didn't really care about most things these last few months because of the Derek and Addison crap. I don't know what possessed me but it turned towards Alex. “you wanna go together tonight? need to be around friends” I don't know how I felt about Derek, but I wasn't ready to see him at his damn prom with Addison.

Alex turned to me, surprised. Like he hadn't expected me to say that. He thought about it for a moment and shrugged “Sure, why not?” he said with a smirk.

“Great,” I smiled.

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The prom went off without a hitch. Y/n looked up at all the lights and decorations as her and Alex slowly swayed to the music.

“I can't believe I'm saying this, but this is nice” Alex said softly as his hands stayed on her hips, moving to the music. He was enjoying every second of this, all because of her. And he felt like he was getting back at Derek for hurting her. He felt good just being with her, seeing her in a beautiful dress instead of those blue scrubs. Even the decorations weren't pissing him off anymore, just being there with her ment everything.

“Yeah…” I looked away from Alex to look at everything around us, all the lights and colors.

“what's up?” Alex asked, she looked back at him with a soft smile. “nothing… I Just never went to prom before”

“Really?” he was surprised, in his eyes y/n was beautiful and a pretty smart doctor. He assumed she probably had a ton of guys wanting her. And he thought Derek was a complete idiot for losing her.

She shook her head. “no one really wanted to ask me…”

“I would have…” He continued to sway to the music, not breaking eye contact with her. Alex looks into her eyes. She had the prettiest hazel eyes he ever saw and the more he looked the more he could see himself falling for her. He couldn’t help but keep looking, they were like pools of honey. It was a nice way to get his mind off of work and the LVAD wire cutting incident. His eyes were locked into hers. He couldn’t help but admire her beauty.

“I was one of those nerdy girls no guy was interested in…” she said softly.

He put his hand on her cheek. She was just so beautiful, he had never thought about her like this before. And now the whole idea of her seemed so new to him and it was making him like her more. “That’s ridiculous. Look how beautiful you are. I don’t know why guys did not ask you out… I don't know why shepherd was stupid enough to lose you”

Her heart pounded against her chest when he said that. She hid her burning cheeks and rested her head on his shoulder as he moved to the music. “I got bumped up a couple of grades because I was smart… I played D&D… I was the weird kid because I didn't want to go out and get drunk”

Alex couldn't believe what he was hearing. He playfully chuckles as they slowly danced around oh... “oh, you were one of those geeks,” he said playfully.

Y/n scoffed playfully, resting her head on his shoulder gently “playing D&D isn't the geekiest thing in the world…”

Alex couldn't help but smile at her reaction. He rubbed the small of her back as they danced. “I was on the wrestling team… Who am I to judge”

“Wow, a wrestler” she laughed softly and playfully into his shoulder. “yeah... I was in marching band, school newspaper... All that nerdy stuff”

“Marching band huh?” he teased her, he lifted their arms up and he slowly spun her around before bringing her back to his chest. “you were a band geek, who knew”

“who knew you could dance” she teased back.

He smirked at her, holding her hand and continued to dance with her with zero embarrassment. “Shut up” he said playfully.

“ya know… If we went to the same high school, I would have been proud to go to prom with you.” he had a serious look on his face now. He was not messing around anymore. His friends would have made fun of him but the more he thought about it, the more he realized he didn’t care.

Her heart fluttered as she smiled, she wrapped her arms around his neck and played with the hair at the neap of his neck. “I would have been proud to go out with you too... All of my geeky friends would have been terrified of you though” she joked softly as we swayed to the music

He smiled softly and wrapped an arm around her waist. The other hand is still resting on her lower back. He leaned in to nuzzle her neck slightly. “I was always the scary one.” he whispered. “But you’re not afraid of me now are you?”

She ran her fingers through his hair as he nuzzled her neck. “I never was”

He smiled against her skin and kissed it gently. “Good.” he whispered before pulling back to look at her. His eyes searching hers for something, he couldn’t quite put his finger on what though. There was just something about her that he hadn't seen before, it drew him in and made him want more.

Y/n smiled as she stared into his chocolate brown eyes. Deep down she always knew there was more to him than him just being a surgery hungry asshole intern that slept around with nurses.

“Would you believe me if I said I always had a thing for nerds like you?” he said in a playful tone, he wasn’t joking. He genuinely liked her intelligence. She was beautiful and smart and that's what Alex liked in a woman.

“I don't know,” she said in a playful tone. Alex lifted her arm up and gently spun her around then pulled her back to his chest.

He leaned in to nibble on her earlobe softly, they both continued to sway to the music so their conversation didn't look suspicious. “I’m serious.” he whispered before trailing kisses down her neck. He could feel her pulse racing under his lips.

Alex smirked against her blushing skin. He loved how responsive she was to him. He lifted his head slightly to look at her once more. His eyes searching hers. "Do you want me to stop?”

She looked him in the eyes and shook her head. “N-no…” she said softly.

Alex's smirk grew as he felt her hesitation turn into desire. He leaned in once more, his lips pressing against hers with a soft yet hungry kiss, making her heart pounded against her chest . His hands slid up her back, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss as her hand held his jaw.

The loud music masked the small moan that slipped past her lips as Alex's hands slid down her back, gripping her ass. Alex pulled her even closer, his tongue slipped into her mouth, dancing with hers in a heated duel. He could taste the sweetness of her lips and it only made him want more. She wrapped her arms around his neck, they were barley dancing now and the 'prom' was forgotten.

Alex groaned into the kiss, loving how responsive she was. He felt his blood rushing through his veins, making him hard against her body. He pressed her closer to him, rolling his hips in a small motion, making a small moan get caught in her throat. Y/n slowly pulled away from the kiss and rested her forehead against his, trying to catch her breath.

Alex closed his eyes, breathing heavily as he felt her against him. He wanted her so badly but he knew they couldn't do this here. “We should go somewhere else,” he murmured against her lips before leaning in to steal another kiss.

“Let's get outta here,” she said quietly.

Alex's hands never left her waist as he led her through the crowd, making their way towards an empty examination room. Once inside, he locked the door and pushed her against it, forcing a moan to escape past her. She tugged on his hair as his lips crashed into hers again, his tongue slipping past her lips as he devoured her mouth.

Alex's hands roamed up her thighs, hitching her dress higher. He could feel how wet she already was and it only made him harder. He slid his hand between their bodies, rubbing against her swollen clit through her underwear. “Fuck,”

“Alex” she moaned, her head falling back against the wall as his fingers danced around her most sensitive area.

Alex growled low in his throat, slipping a finger under the elastic of her panties to slowly push them down her thighs as he fell to his knees in front of her. He replaced his finger with his tongue, lapping at her folds and tasting her sweet nectar. She let out another moan, tugging at his hair and arching her hips off the wall.

Alex hummed against her folds, loving the way she responded to his touch. He suckled on her clit, flicking his tongue over it as he circled his finger around her entrance. He groaned when he felt how wet and swollen she was for him.

Her legs got wobbly and she arched her hips, moaning. “A-Alex…”

Alex kept sucking and flicking her clit, driving her wild with his expert tongue. He hummed against her, loving the way she squirmed underneath him. He placed his hand on her thighs, squeezing gently. "Shh...I got you, baby.”

Y/n’s heart pounded against her chest as felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge. “A-Alex, I'm c-close” she moaned as her head fell back in pleasure, eyes screwed shut.

Alex wanted her to come undone for him. He lifted up her leg and set It on his shoulder and sucked harder on her clit, swirling his tongue around it as he thrust his finger deeper into her wet heat. “Come for me,” He growled, not relenting until she did.

“Alex!” she moaned louder, tugging at his hair as she came undone on his tongue.

Alex hummed around her clit, enjoying the sweet taste of her as she came undone. He kept sucking and flicking until he felt her muscles start to relax. “Fuck, Angel” he groaned, pulling away slowly and kissing his way up her body as her fingers trailed down his body.

Alex kissed her deeply, she could taste herself on his lips. He pulled her closer, grinding against her as he grew harder. “I need you,” he whispered against her mouth. He quickly pulled the zipper of her dress down, making it pool to their feet. He lifted her up, pushing her onto the examination table.

“Take me” she grabbed his tie, pulling him between her legs. He slammed his lips against hers, the kiss was messy and rushed as she unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders.

Alex looked down at her, his eyes dark and intense as he quickly unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down. He positioned himself at her entrance and slid in slowly, watching her face for any sign of discomfort. “Tell me if it hurts,” he whispered against her lips before thrusting deeper.

She moaned, arching her hips against his as the pain quickly turned into pleasure. “oh, fuck”

Alex groaned, feeling her walls clenching around him. He started to move faster, his hips slapping against hers as he took her hard and fast. “That's it,” he growled, nipping at her neck. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

Shemoaned against his neck, digging her nails into his back. “A-Alex!” she wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing him deeper inside her.

Alex cried out, feeling her tighten around him. He lost himself in the sensation, thrusting harder and faster as they became one. His hips slapped against hers in a rhythmic cadence that echoed through the room. “God, you're so fucking tight,”

She tugged at his hair. “Alex, I'm gonna cum!” she cried out desperately and tugged at his hair.

Alex groaned, feeling her inner walls pulsing around him. He slammed into her one last time, she cried out and bit his shoulder. He slammed into her one last time before pulling out, shooting his hot seed across her stomach and chest. “Fuck,” he panted.

Alex collapsed on top of her, their bodies sticky with sweat and each other's fluids. He nuzzled into her neck, breathing heavily as he tried to catch his breath. “That was... intense,” he murmured with a chuckle.

“A-amazing” she moaned breathlessly.

Alex grinned against her skin before slowly pulling out of her. He reached down and gently wiped some of his seed off her stomach with his tie, chuckling softly. “You're a mess,” he teased as he knelt down and picked up her jumbled up dress.

“It's your fault” she teased as Alex helped her step into her dress.

Alex laughed softly, his eyes trailing down her curves as he zipped the dress back up for her. “I suppose it is,” he agreed as he placed a kiss on her neck. “But I'd do it again in a heartbeat.” He smirked, pulling his shirt back over his shoulder, before he buttoned it back up he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.

Alex pulled back and smiled back at her, his gaze softening as he studied her face. “You're beautiful,” he murmured before leaning in to capture her lips in a slow, passionate kiss. He savored the taste of her on his tongue, wishing this moment could last forever.

She pulled away, smirking. “who knew Alex Karev was such a softie”

He let out an airy chuckle. “only for you” he smirked, kissing her on the nose.

#Alex Karev #Alex Karev smut #Greys anatomy smut #Alex Karev x reader smut #Alex Karev x reader #Alex Karev imagines #Alex Karev smut imagines #Greys anatomy

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electronicwitchcollection · 8 months

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Aizen smut

crikey (never used the word crikey in my life, but hey, maybe it was all part of Aizens plan) Aizen is a difficult man to write for! This is my first, and probably my last Aizen one shot 😂 it took me WEEKS to write this and I still hate it

Aizen

Prompt : "sorry... I didn't mean to call you that"

"don't come until I tell you too"

You had stayed behind after office hours to help your Captain catch up on his paperwork. You had overheard the conversation between Captain Aizen and Lieutenant Hinamori as he sent her home early, clearly struggling with what appeared to be a particularly bad flu. Lieutenant Hinamori's sniffly protests were quickly silenced by Captain Aizens deep and sultry tone, promising that he could manage one late night without her help.

"I can help you Captain". Your voice unexpectedly joined the room, as your own eyes widened in surprise

you hadn't ment to say that out loud

Captain Aizens eyes fell on you, seemingly searching into your very soul, for what, you couldn't place. Slowly they caressed your body, starting at your legs, travelling slowly up every curve until they stopped to stare into your eyes

"L/N-chan". He had smiled sweetly at you, soft brown eyes enhanced by square glasses freezing you to the spot as a chill ran through you "are you sure you have nothing better to do with your evening?"

You watched captivated as his tongue swept out, barely noticeable, to run across his bottom lip. His smile was small, kind. His eyes however, were intense and focused, watching you intently as you tried to grasp hold of yourself

"I don't mind, sir. I've not got anything planned for tonight"

That was a lie. You had planned to go to the shopping district to find yourself a new book, having finished your last one. Suddenly the prospect of a new book seemed unimportant now that you had the chance to spend some one on one time with the Captain that had captivated your most secret of fantasies.

You could feel your cheeks begin to warm and silently prayed that you weren't glowing a brilliant red. Captain Aizen watched you for a moment more before turning to his Lieutenant, unassuming smile back on his handsome face

"now head home, Hinamori-chan. Get yourself better" he laid a large hand on her shoulder, squeezing it momentarily as she gazed up at him adoringly, a familiar look that you often catch on your own face when seeing your Captain

That's how you ended up seated at a large, dark wooden desk opposite your Captain in the otherwise empty work barracks. The sun had long since set, it was a cloudy night and without the shine of the moon, Captain Aizen had lit some candles to illuminate the space.

The scratching of quills on paper, the distant wind and the small crackle of the flames were all that could be heard in the office. Your heart beat heavily in your chest as your eyes left the paperwork for the numerous time that evening to catch a glimpse of the Captain bathed in candle light.

One large hand laid flat on his desk as he easily wrote his report. His strong jaw was cast in shadow as his head tilted down. You watched transfixed as his hand left the desk to push his glasses back up his nose to a more comfortable position and your mouth went dry

From the first time you had seen Captain Aizen, guest lecturing at the academy you had been infatuated with him. Tall, powerful frame. His kind, deep chocolate eyes framed by dark rimmed glasses. His dark, devil may care hair, falling softly on his face. There wasn't much you didn't find attractive about him.

When he had began his lecture, a shiver went down your spine at the deep sultry tone. You began to fantasise about him, touching you, whispering dirtily into your ear. The fantasies only grew more intense when you joined his division and got to see him every day

You had wondered how he would be in bed. If he would be sweet and loving, taking care of your every need as he held you close. You had even wondered if he had any other.. more interesting kinks

I wonder if he likes being called daddy?

You almost snorted at the thought, thinking such things in work.

"YN chan?" Captain Aizens voice pulled you from your day dreaming, only to realise you had been staring at him the entire time. He had a small smile playing on his lips as he raised an amused eyebrow. "Do you feel well?"

"yes! Sorry, I got lost in thought" you babbled quickly, embarrassed at being caught staring

"thank goodness. I had worried you had caught what Hinamori is suffering through." His smile widened as he put down his quill to clasps his hands together on the desk"your cheeks are becoming awfully red"

You screamed internally. Cursing how easily you became embarrassed and how obvious it showed on your pale skin

"No sir" you said quietly, averting your eyes "just got distracted"

"understandable, it's become quite late." His voice sounded lower, gruffer. "It's nearly midnight"

Your head snapped up at that. Midnight?! How long have I been staring?! You thought mortified

"thank you for your help, YN chan, but perhaps it's time for you to head home to bed"

"I don't mind finishing" you offered weakly, glancing at the still unfinished paperwork sat between you. Aizen shook his head gently, picking his quill back up

"Im afraid I must insist. I cannot be responsible for keeping you up all night" he said distracted, concentrating on his work once more

I actually wouldn't mind you keeping me up all night. The intrusive thought brought a flush to your face. Standing abruptly, you bowed low to your Captain. "Thank you, daddy"

Your eyes widened significantly as the word tumbled out of your mouth. Staring at the wooden floor below you, you prayed frantically

Please say that didn't happen. Please don't let him have heard me

The sound of the quill hitting the desk was deafening. As you straightened up you saw Captain Aizen staring at you, a mixture of amusement and shock over his handsome features. There was something else, deep in his eyes that you couldn't make out

"im sorry" you stutter out quickly, barely above a whisper "I didn't mean to call you that"

Bowing again quickly, you turned on your heel and made your way to the office door as quick as you could without running. You felt humiliated, angrily cursing yourself for not thinking before you spoke

"YN" your Captains gravely voice stopped you as your trembling fingers brushed the brass door handle. You stopped, closing your eyes dreading what would happen next "take a seat"

Unable to refuse the command of a Captain, you turned to walk slowly back to your previous seat, eyes firmly fixed to the floor. Just as your hand began to pull your chair back, he spoke again

"not there" the sound of a chair being dragged against the floor "here"

Your eyes snapped up, wide and confused. He tapped his thigh twice, indicating where he wanted you to sit. "Now, YN" he spoke softly, but the command got you moving. Your legs started to shake as you walked around the desk, breathing heavily through your nose.

Aizen turned in his seat as you approached, watching you intently. You came to a stop in front of him, body trembling with nerves and a little excitement. Aizen swiped his hand above his lap, a welcoming gesture offering the space

"Captain Aizen.. I." You started, painfully awkward. Were you really expected to sit on his lap? Surly this was some kind of joke, the moment you sit down he would surly laugh at you.

"do not make me repeat myself for a third time" he said in a clipped manor, eyes flashing dangerously. You turned immediately, lowering yourself gently to perch on his lap, trying to keep most of your weight supported on your two feet tip toeing on the floor. Staring straight ahead, you waited with held breath as you gripped the cloth on your thighs tightly with both hands

"good girl" Aizen muttered near your ear as he push your hair to fall over one shoulder, his breath ghosted over your ear making you squirm expectantly. Large hands settled on your waist, gripping them firmly and halting your movements

"stay still" Aizen growled lowly into your ear. Your breath hitched as you fought the urge to push your thighs together,desperately wanting some friction. His grip on your hips pulled you further onto his lap as his lips began leaving teasing kisses down your neck. Gasping at the sensation your eyes closed automatically to savour the feeling.

"do you want me to take care of you?" You heard Aizen utter as he pulled the neckline of your top over, kissing the shoulder he created access too. Your lust filled brain wanted nothing more than that

"yes" you breath as you tilted your head to the side to expose more skin

"yes, what?" He asked you, pulling back and denying you his touch

"yes..please?" The whine in your voice evident to your own ears

"try again" Aizens cold voice sounded out demandingly

You turn to look at him over your shoulder, unsure of what he was wanting. His usual warm brown eyes were hardened, staring at you expectantly. Apology about to fall from your lips was silenced as his hand came up to cup your flushed cheek, his thumb ran across your bottom lip

"who are you addressing, YN?"

"yes..Daddy"

"good girl" he praised you, using his thumb to pull down your lower lip and watching it spring back into place. "Stand"

You raise to your feet quickly, heart beating rapidly in your chest. Not daring to turn around, You could feel Aizen stand behind you, hear the sound of his chair being pushed away to the side. You jumped at the feel of a large hand caress over the swell of your clothed ass, a small squeak leaving your lips. The hand traveled to your hip, following the contour down to your thigh. A burning trail left in the wake of the inquisitive palm.

The hand left you and you let out a shaky breath. The shuffling of papers had your head tilting to the side, you watched as the Captain cleared room on his desk before removing his glasses and placing them in the draw. The snap of the wooden draw closing had you jolting back round, staring ahead obediently. You heard Aizens soft footsteps before you saw him, slowly he stalked around you, eyes fixated on your body like a predator ready to pounce on their willing prey.

With the glasses removed, Aizens face seemed more defined. The sharp lines of his jaw and cheekbones more pronounced, flickering candles casting sinister shadows over his face. The usual fall of his hair was slicked back, a rouge strand falling over his intense eyes. You swallowed thickly at the sight

He stood before you, intently studying your form, arms crossed over his chest, Aizen propped a thumb under his chin, finger ghosting over his own lips deep in thought. Your cheeks reddened Under his scrutiny.

"Remove your clothing" removing his glasses seemed to have changed his whole persona, not only does he now look angular and dominating, even his voice had taken on a darker tone. You're unable to tear away your gaze from his powerful eye contact, slowly your limbs move to do as commanded. Your arms felt heavy, uncoordinated as you fumble with your sash.

Fingers felt numb as you tried to loosen the knot. Aizen watched as you struggled, seemingly enjoying the effect he was having on you. Mercifully the knot loosened, allowing you to pull it free and loosening the wrap of your Black Kosode. You peeled it from your rapidly heating body, dropping it to the floor.

Aizens eyes raked over the exposed skin, studying the swell of your breasts sat perkily in your black lacy bra. You could feel as your nipples hardened under his hungry look, brushing against the course netting of your bra. You hooked your fingers into the waist band of your Hakama, shimmying it over your full hips to fall in a pool at your feet. Aizen offered you a large hand to step out from the fabric. Your hand trembled in his own, strong hand. Stepping free, you kicked off your tabi and waraji, Aizen dropped your hand to fall back at your side

You we're thankful you had decided to wear matching underwear this morning as his eyes fixated at the juncture between your thighs. The small Material became damp, sticking uncomfortably to your skin. Your thighs squeezed together in an attempt to ease the need you felt between your legs, earning for friction. Your skin prickled as goosebumps erupted at the slight chill in the room.

Aizen stalked forward, circling you slowly. You felt him stop behind you, his breath ghosted over your hair sending a shiver down your spine. You felt his fingers brush against your bra strap, running his finger along the edge. Your eyes closed as you felt him undo the clasp, felt the relief from your breasts escaping their prison. Slowly he pushed a strap down your arm, stroking the skin as he went before doing the same to the other side. Your bra followed the rest of your attire, left forgotten on the floor.

Stood only in your panties you felt a flush of embarrassment flow through you, every imperfection laid bare for your Captain to whiteness. Seconds stretched out painfully in silence though you couldn't find the strength to turn around. Something landing heavily at your side startled you. You peeked down to see your Captains white coat on the floor with your belongings.

The rest of his uniform quickly followed, excitement filled you when the last item hit the floor. The subject of your infatuation was stood behind you naked. Saliva increased in volume in your mouth, literally salivating at the idea.

"Turn" the single command broke the silence. You obey eagerly, turning to see the gloriously naked form of Sousuke Aizen, leaning on the side of his desk, hips jutted out invitingly. Your eyes dropped down to his arousal, thick and swollen with need. The phallic looked smooth and heavy, it twitched excitedly at your intensive look.

"kneel" your eyes snapped back up to meet his own, a perfectly sculpted eyebrow raised expectantly at your hesitation. "Now, YN"

You hurriedly took a step forward before dropping to your knees. Eye level with his hardened length, musky masculine smell reached your nose. Your tongue darted out to moisten your dry lips.

"open". You willing opened your mouth, forming the perfect O. Aizen inched closer to you, rubbing the bulbous head across your bottom lip teasingly. A drop of precum stained your lips, your tongue darted out to taste the moisture. Subtly salty, it made your mouth water. Aizen pushed into your willing mouth, cock gliding over your tongue. You felt the silky skin with your tongue, tentatively tasting his length.

Aizen sucked in a harsh breath above you, hips bucking his length further into your mouth. Taking it as a sign to continue you pull him further into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and sucking gently. Aizen smoothed down your hair, pulling it away from your face to hold loosely behind your head in a make shift ponytail. You set the pace, sucking on his cock softly, massaging the length liberally with your tongue. Your head pulled back at a tortuous pace, swirling your wet appendage around the leaking head.

Aizen endured your pace, strong thighs spread in front of you, twitching deliciously during a slow drag of your mouth. Your hands reached out to hold the powerful muscles, raking your nails over his taut skin. Wet slurps mingled with quiet the grunts that managed to escape his control.

The grip on your hair tightened unexpectedly, Aizens feet spread, planting securely on the floor were the only warning you had before Aizen took control. Pushing your head onto his cock as he thrusted forward, Aizen fucked your mouth with the soul purpose of pleasing himself. Breathing heavily through your nose, you try to relax your jaw, giving him free reign to use your mouth.

A quick snap of his hips had you gagging loudly, his erection hitting the back of your throat harshly. Aizen groaned at the noise, eagerly pushing himself further into your throat. Your nails dug into his thighs, clawing at something to hold. "You can take it" his words pulled your eyes upwards, locking into his own. Nearly black with lust he watched you intently as he pushed himself into your mouth to the hilt and holding himself there.

The head of his cock squeezed its way to the back of your throat, making it difficult to breath. Fighting back a threatening gag, you fight the panic of the loss of air, willing yourself to relax. Aizen kept you in place with a firm grip on your hair, the strands tugging painfully at your scalp. The lack of oxygen was becoming to much, your eyes watered at the burn, a tear pulled from your lashes, trailing wetly down your cheek.

Struggling in his grasp, you tried pulling yourself from the intrusive length in your throat. Swallowing thickly around the mass, your throat contrasted in the effort to remove the invading rod. You clawed at Aizens thighs, desperately looking into his cold gaze, begging for release. Just when you thought Aizen wouldn't hear your pleas he pulled back, removing himself from your mouth entirely. You gasped harshly, air rushing back into your burning lungs. Aizen watched as you coughed and spluttered at his feet, hand loosening in your hair to resume petting you gently.

"Beautiful" he murmured, his other hand cupped your cheek, thumb wiping away the tears that had escaped. He allowed you a moment to collect yourself, soothingly stroking your hair. Breathing turning back to normal, you let out a shaky breath.

Aizens hand on your hair trailed down to your neck, caressed over your shoulder and down to your elbow. Guiding you to your feet, legs trembling, fighting to hold you up right. When you trusted your legs to hold your weight, you looked up into your Captains face. A slight up turn of his lips, too cold to be a real smile is what you saw

"You choking on my cock was a magnificent sight". He praised you, leaning down to kiss you chastely, pulling away too soon for your liking. You let Aizen guide you back to the desk, hand securely holding your elbow. He manoeuvred you to the desk where he was previously sitting, standing close behind you. You felt Aizen push your hair to one side, allowing him access to your neck. Firm hands planted themselves on your shoulders, slowly gliding down your arms to your hands, muttering into your neck "hold the edge of the desk, don't let go" as he bent you over, placing your hands on the opposite side with a squeeze.

You felt exposed, bent naked over his large desk, ass in the air. You felt his hands trails back up your arms as he straightened, caressing your back down to the swell of your ass that he squeezed liberally. Breasts were pressed into the smooth wood of the desk, head hung down to press your forehead to the cool surface. Your breath came out in short pants, heating the little space between your mouth and chest.

Aizen hooked his fingers into your panties, dragging them over your ass and down your thighs, letting them pool around your feet. His hands roamed over your ass, admiring the view. Your head snapped back with a guttural moan as Aizen slammed into you unexpectedly. Thick cock stretching you painfully as he filled you completely. He grabbed hold of your sharply hips, fingers digging into the supple flesh hard enough to leave bruises. The slow drag of his length had you feeling every exquisite inch of the velvety flesh as he pulled from you, to snap back in unforgivingly.

The loud slaps of skin on skin broke through the sill calmness of the empty Baracks, echoing sinfully around the room. Your eyes shut in agonising pleasure as he thrust into you lethally, setting a punishing pace. Your lower stomach rippled and contorted, rapidly building up the tension ready to snap into deleterious ecstasy.

Aizen pulled you onto him with every thrust, filling you to the brim. Your knuckles whitened on the desk you clung to desperately, fighting the pull of Aizen pulling you onto his cock. You moaned loudly, pleasure shooting through your abused core. A hand reached out to fist your hair, pulling your head back harshly. Your neck strained against the angle as you keened softly.

"don't cum until I tell you too" Aizens strained voice commanded you, keeping hold of the air of Authority he had been portraying. Your dripping pussy clenched at his words, aching to find release. A whine left your lips, hips slamming into the hard edge of the desk supporting your body. You felt ready to explode, tittering on the edge, an orgasm ready to rip through you.

You clenched your teeth in concentration, striving off your impending release. Aizens hips bounced off your ass with his rapid thrusting, slapping increasing in volume. Pleasure overwhelming, the need to let go was becoming unbearable . Tears pricked in your eyes "Please" you almost sobbed the word.

"not yet" He told you, releasing your hair to grab one of your legs, pulling it up to rest your knee on the desk before joining his other hand bruising your hip. "Wait until I tell you"

You cried out at his frenzied thrusting, abusing your gspot with practiced accuracy. The new angle had him reaching impossibility deeper. Lewd wet noises penetrated through your desperate haze had you cringing . The sloppy sounds of your sex,evidence of the pleasure you were feeling. Aizens thrusts became erratic, loosing the rhythm in his gear attempt to ascend into bliss.

"now, YN " he growled behind you, slamming into you with a final blow. Warmth filled you as he released, the thick substance coating your spasming walls, leaking out to drip down onto the polish desk. You screamed silently, mouth hanging open as euphoria washed over you. Endorphins rushed through your body, vision blurring momentarily as your spent pussy milked the last few drops from your captains softening cock.

Your body went limp, death grip on the desk loosening as you laid boneless, shallowly panting. You groaned as Aizen pulled himself from you entirely, cold empty feeling replacing the full warmth, his ejaculate cooling uncomfortably on your thighs. You heard the movement around you, mind too foggy to place the sounds.

The wooden roll of a desk draw opening had you blinking away the pull of sleep enticing you. Tenderly you tried to get your arms under you, peeling your sweat soaked skin off the polished wood. Aizen appeared in your vision, redressed in his uniform. He had his glasses back on his nose, hair messily about his face. The hardened look disappeared, replaced with the comforting kindness you had associated with the Captain

He tenderly stroked your hair, pushing the messed up strands over your ear "you did wonderfully, thank you for your assistance this evening, YN chan" He straightened to his full height, looming over you for a moment before walking to the door, calling softly over his shoulder "get yourself home, YN. "

You watch dumbfounded as he left the office without a backwards glance. The silence in the room was deafening, cool chill became bitingly cold as the feeling of being utterly used swallowed you. You pushed yourself to stand on trembling legs, numbly gathering your clothes and redressing automatically. The difference in the captain was startling. As though two different men inhabited the same body, you struggled to wrap your mind around the contrast between them

Just who was Sousuke Aizen?

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126dvtn · 2 years

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— a bit longer..!

summary : "don't sleep yet.. stay awake just a bit longer."

content : romantic fluff ; reverse comfort for diluc and scara! ; nightmare ment. for scara

characters : diluc, venti, kaeya, ayato, scaramouche

diluc ragnvindr ; only you.

it's not often that diluc tries to disrupt your sleep; he's a gentleman, after all. but tonight, he's met with an unusual exhaustion- one that will only go away with your attention. he lies down beside you, arms looping around your waist as he nuzzles into your neck. "stay with me..." his voice is a mumble against your skin. so you do. he's love-stricken when you stroke his luscious hair, asking him how his day went. here, he doesn't wear a mask. there's no need to be reserved around you, and therefore he rambles on about his work and the people he met. it's only when diluc's words trail off into a doze do you finally fall asleep yourself.

venti ; kiss devil no. 1

it's no secret that venti is mischievous around you, and he plans to carry his playfulness from the moment you wake till you fall asleep. or try to fall asleep, at least. right as your breathing evens out and your mind drifts off, he comes up by your ear to plant the loudest smack! of a kiss against it. he's proud- you can hear it in his giggles. and no matter how many times you brush him off, he'll continue attacking your ears, even gently biting them at one point. like a cat, you almost say aloud. but you stop yourself, knowing that any sort of praise will expend you another hour of sleep disturbance. as a last resort, you trap him in your limbs; to which he snuggles up within and kisses your lips one final time.

kaeya alberich ; kiss devil no. 2

there aren't many reasons for kaeya to keep you awake. in fact, the only excuse he can think of is that he simply wants your attention. his is a tease that starts off innocent and unassuming, with a request for a goodnight kiss from the person he loves most. his hand is quick to secure your chin just as you're about to pull away, and what was meant to be a short peck turns into a two-minute long make out session- one that leaves you gasping for air. "sorry, i couldn't help myself," he whispers with a grin. and when you give him a look, intrigue glosses over his eyes. kaeya loves challenges- and your disapproval appears to be a mighty one.

kamisato ayato ; rare occasions.

many a nights, ayato retires late enough such that you're already deep asleep. so on rare occasions when he gets to sleep together with you, he tends to have long conversations to make up for lost time. tonight would be one of those rare occasions. it's a sleepy chitchat- with your words dragging here and there and his responses getting shorter by the second. but letting go of this chance to be with you is definitely not on his to-do list. he strokes your cheek from time to time; an action that somehow keeps you both awake. at one point, your words are barely coherent- and that's when ayato gives an apologetic kiss to your forehead. "sincerest apologies, my lamb; i shan't keep you up any longer"

scaramouche ; a shoulder to lean on.

scaramouche isn't the type to wake you up and tell you he had a nightmare. that's something you'll have to find out for yourself- by his trembling figure, sat up and weeping. offering your shoulder initially results in an ego-motivated rejection, but it only takes a little more effort for him to succumb into your arms. he hides his face in your chest, hands grasping onto the back of your shirt as if you're going to disappear. "don't- don't leave me..." and his mumble pierces straight through your heart. so you give him time; and you give him yourself- hearing his sobs wind down into sniffles, then into open-mouthed breaths. right at this moment, scaramouche's weight- along with his trust- rests entirely on you.

#diluc x reader #venti x reader #kaeya x reader #ayato x reader #scaramouche x reader

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ennikity · 10 months

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❤𝘕𝘪-𝘬𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯... 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶❤ ☽𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧☾ ☽𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘱☾

When you are dating an idol, going on dates as a normal couple it's almost impossible. That included cinema dates, arcade dates and... fancy dinners at restaurants. To you, that didn't matter much, you were more than happy to date Ni-ki, even if that ment thet your most exciting date would be a movie night at Enha's dorm. What you didn't know, was that the boy was determinated to make you experience what a normal couple life would feel like... Even if he had to add a bit of imagination.

[...]

Even tho it was only 7am on a Saturday morning, you couldn't sleep. Finally, Ni-ki was going to have some days off, and you couldn't wait to tell him all the plans you had thought for the two of you.

-If only he were already awake...-you sighted.

But you didn't need to wait much, cuz suddenly your phone began to rang. A big smile spread on your face after reeding the name on the screen.

-Good morning, Ni-ki- you greeted the boy happily.

-Hey Y/N-he answered.

-I hope you are ready to have fun these days, cuz I've thought about a lot of things we could do!

-Yeah, about that... meet me today at 7 pm in our dorm, ok? Oh, and wear something fancy! See ya!

-What, Ni-ki wai-

But the boy had already ended the call. You stared at the phone's screen with a puzzled look. What was he planning?

-I hope it's not another prank-you mumbled- But what does he mean about wearing something fancy?

The clock beside you showed the time, 7:15 am. Getting out of bed, you headed to your closet. You had exactly 11 hours and 45 minutes to find something appropriated for what Ni-ki had planned... Whatever that could be.

[...]

11 hours and 30 minutes after the morning call with the boy, you arrived at Enhypen's dorm. You checked your outfit again, a long red dress with shiny little stones you didn't even know you had and heels you had borrowed from your sister.

-I hope I don't have to run tonight-you said looking at them before knocking on the door.

I can assure you, you weren't going to run nowhere.

After some seconds, the door finally opened, but it wasn't Ni-ki who came to greet you.

-Jungwon?- you asked when the boy smiled at you from the inside- What it's happening... and why are you wearing a suit?

The boy signalled you to come inside and, after pulling a notebook out of nowhere, he asked very politely:

-Good night, miss. You must be Y/N, right? I'll guide you to your table. There's already someone waiting for you.

Jungwon made a gesture so you would follow him, and not knowing what else you coul do or how could you respond, you let him lead you.

When you finally arrived at your supposed table, a gasp escaped from your mouth. Infront of you, with the most beautiful bouquet of flowers you had ever seen, Ni-ki was waiting for you, dressed with a black suit.

-Ok- you laughed, starting to think you were dreaming- You need to tell me what it's going on.

Ni-ki smiled, getting closer to you.

-You look more beautiful than all the stars we could count in the sky- he said.

-Heyy, what are you talking about?- you answered trying to cover your red cheeks- You also look stunning. You should wear suits mor often, the make your eyes look really beautiful.

The boy smiled even wider, and then, shyly, offered you the bouquet.

-I didn't know which ones were your favourites, so I picked one of each tipe just in case.

-Awww, that's so sweet, there was no need to do it- you said taking the bouquet with shiny eyes. It was truly beautiful.

-Of course it was. There's no romantic and fancy couple dinner without flowers.

-A romantic and fancy dinner?-you asked, curious- What do you mean?

-Let's take a seat first.

And gently, he pulled your chair so you could sear comfortably.

-Thank you-you smiled.

After seating infront of you, Ni-ki finally started talking.

-You know, since we started dating, I have always wanted to go to a fancy restaurant with you, and have one of those romantic dinners. But, as an idol, that's almost impossible to do. So I thought, if we couldn't go to a restaurant together, what about bringing the restaurant to us?

-And how are you supposed to bring the restaurant to us?- you asked.

-Well, I have my own way-he smirked.

At that moment, Jake entered the room with a tray full of delicious looking food. Like Jungwon, he was wearing a fancy suit.

-Oh, it looks like chef Jay finally finished preparing our dinner- Ni-ki said proudly.

-Wait, are you telling me that you convinced your members to help you and literally turn your house into a restaurant?-you had never been in more shock during all your life.

-Yeah- he nodded- Quite impressive, right?

-How did you managed to do that?

-Well, let's say that they gave me a "maknae coupon" on my last birthday. Basically, I could ask for whatever I wanted and they would help me to get it. But I could only use it once.

-And you decided to use it in this dinner, instead of... I don't know, buying videogames or something you like?

-Bingo.

-You are truly a sweetheart.

-Only for you, princess-he winked.

A warm feeling spread all over your chest by hearing how the boy wanted to make something special for you. You were truly lucky for having someone like him.

-And now, we should start eating before it gets cold, don't you think?- Ni-ki asked with a smile- Heeseung hyung will come soon to play the playlist I've made with all your favourites songs.

Seriously, you were really really lucky.

[...]

-I think I'm gonna explode-you said-I've never eaten this much in all my live, but it was truly amazing. Jay is such a good cook.

-I know, right?- Ni-ki answered smiling.

-I hope you still have space for the dessert- Sunoo said while holding a tray with two pieces of cake- Sunghoon hyung and I have worked really hard preparing it cuz someone had told us that it was your favourite-he added looking at Ni-ki.

-Well, I guess then I have no option, I can't say no to cake-you smiled already holding the spoon.

Ni-ki watched you eat proudly, and then, with a shy smile, asked:

-Did you enjoyed the dinner? You know, I have to leave a review at the restaurant's website after this.

You laughed.

-The dinner was amazing, and all the workers at the restaurant were incredibles-you said- But, do you know if there is a place were I can leave a review to the best boyfriend ever? I would like to thank mine for this amazing date, for thinking and planning all this, cuz it has been one of the best nights in my life

Ni-ki's cheeks turned red after hearing that, but tried to play it cool.

-Yeah, I think I've heard about it, but I'm sure that the best review for your boyfriend it's seeing how much you enjoyed the dinner. Anyway, the night it's still young, so would you like to dance with me?- he asked, getting up and offering you his hands, a smirk dancing on his face.

-Nothing would make me happier- you smiled.

And with that, the night went by between dances, the sweet melody of your favourites songs, both of you holding eachother... and of course, the sweet looks of the other members, who were watching you from afar, happy for the two of you.

Author's note:

Wow, such a long time I hadn't written nothing. I have to admit that I was working on another imagine, but then this idea appeared and I decided to change it. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and I hope to post again soon.

Thanks for reading and see ya <3

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f1loveisland · 2 years

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A good coincidence// cowboy!Mick Schumacher x reader

Warnings: fluff, uncle Mick, Mick and Seb not having seats, cowboys...

A/n: this is kinda short, but I think it's cute, forgot Sebs kids names while I wrote this and was to lazy to fix it

2023 was going to look alot different for you and Mick. Mick being a reserve driver he had more time at home, for a few weeks you, Mick, Mick's close friend Seb, and his family where all staying at the ranch. Seb hadn't been there in years, luckily retirement was going easy oh him and he had been loving all the time he had been able to spend with his family. Tonight he wanted to go on a date with just him and his wife, so he asked you and mick to look after his kids. The kids loved you and Mick and were really well behaved how could you say no.

While Mick was on uncle duties you set the table. Treating the kids with some chicken nuggets. You called out to them and the three kids came running over, they all got seated and thanked you for the food before eating. Once they finished you put on a movie for them, it must have been a long day because they had all fallen asleep during the movie.

A long summers day ment the sun was still setting when Seb came back from his date with his wife, "thanks for looking after the kids, I hope they weren't any trouble," Seb thanked, "no problems at all, they were all asleep almost right after dinner," you exclaimed, "why don't you and Mick go out for a ride? You need to feed the horses anyway and it's a beautiful night, we can clean up the house for you," Seb said, he was right the horses did need feeding, you look over at Mick and he's already putting on his boots, "ok, thanks," you said to Seb as you headed over to Mick. You put your boots and hat on and so did Mick as you both headed out the door towards the stables.

You got your horse all saddled up and Mick got his horse saddled up aswell. Before you both rode into the sunset, peaceful. You rode down to the dam, giggling the whole way as you both talked. You both got to the beautiful spot at the dam. The sunset was beautiful from there. Both of your horses layed down while you and Mick say next to each other layed back onto your hands. Sitting there, watching the sunset enjoying your company. "I hope Sebs doing ok," you said, "yeah, he should be fine," Mick replied, "Do you ever think we will have a perfect family like his?" Mick's question stunned you a little. You had both agreed to not have kids until you where atleast engaged. "Well if you would hurry up and propose to me!" You said jokingly, "exactly," Mick said, leaving you looking a little confused, "Y/N, I love you so much... And it would be a dream come true if I could spend the rest of my life alongside you, your pride, your happiness. I would love to see mini us one day. Will you marry me..." Mick said as he got up onto one knee ring in hand. You hands fell over your mouth. You where speechless, "OMG, of course Mick!" You said. He softly slipped the ring on your finger. Mick then pulled you into a passionate kiss, it quickly turned into him making out with you, not in a sexual way, more of a romantic way. You both seperated.

You both kept taking, more about your future together now. But Mick seemed to keep looking behind you both so you did too to see Seb with a camera in his hands. "Oh my god did he take pictures of us?" You asked, "yeah this might have been a bit planned out.." Mick said, Seb chuckling in the background. "You two enjoy your time, alone," Seb said chuckling as he walks back to the house.

You and Mick kept talking, until it got colder and darker. You two ride back to the stables, fed the horses, and went back to the house. Where you two seb who had just reached the door, "nice walk?" Mick questioned, "I'm retired for a reason, you know?," Seb replied leaving you all laughing. You all walk inside to see the kids had woken up, "DID SHE SAY YES?" they all yelled, curious. "Yes she did," Mick said smiling. You showed the kids the beautiful ring.

#f1 fanfic #f1 drabble #formula 1 #f1 #f1 x you #mick schumacher #mick schumacher imagine #mick schumacher x reader #mick schumacher fluff #mick schumacher fanfic

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Sometimes it's just better (not to know).

Chapter two: Killed by uncertainty

Lucy Carlyle x gn! Reader

Summary: Is this supposed to be the calm before the storm?

Warnings: not much, maybe a nap that lasts too long lmao

Word Count: 950

Your boots are too tight. You don’t like them one bit, but you had made the decision to buy new ones for cold winter nights -with equally cold Visitors-, and now you have to live with rock solid shoes, at least until they soften a little with use.

Your rapier is in place in your belt, and so are your salt bombs and greek flares. You had -against Anthony’s wishes for the team to take a week-long break- decided to take back your verdict on the Geralds case.

You had just gotten out of the library, a while after the reading that ruined your morning (and maybe your life too), all puffy eyes and incoming migraine, when you bumped into George.

“Have you already called the client?”

There was a frown forming on his face, “I was just about to do that.” He held up the folder where you assume he must have had the contact number. He seemed impatient and irritated, you didn’t blame him.

“Don’t bother, we are going tonight, as scheduled.”

His grimace was replaced by a look of surprise, but he covered it quickly and turned around to head to the basement.

You went right up the stairs and flopped on your bed. You didn’t notice Lucy in the corner of the room until you heard her speak (for a second there you thought she would actually be feeding Skull biscuits, just out of spite). “What was all that about?”

Startled, you turned around and held your body up in your elbows.

“Nothing. I was wrong. We’ll do the Geralds’ case tonight, as planned, so we better start preparing in a little bit.”

“You sound like you’ve been crying.” She stated, simply.

“Allergies, you know how much dust there is in the library. I was just talking to Lockwood about a new brand of salt bombs that seems to be more effective in dissipating ectoplasm.”

“Love, we make our own salt bombs.” She caught up on your bullshit too fast.

“Did I say salt bombs? I ment flares- greek fires. Remember the other day and how that cold maiden didn’t react to our usual ones?”

Lucy walked closer to the bed, she kneeled beside it to be the same height as your face. Her calloused fingers found their way to your cheeks. “You know you can talk to me. About anything.”

You leaned into the touch, closed your eyes, and tried to enjoy the moment. “I know. I’m gonna take a 30 minute nap, and then help you with the chains.” You took her hands in yours, pulled her a little bit. “Wanna join me?”

She rolled her eyes but laid down with you until you fell asleep.

“Should I go wake them? There is only a few hours till sundown.”

“No, let them rest. I’ll get their chores, what was it? Snack packing?”

“Chain oiling.” The pair headed to the office to get the duffel bags prepared. “What happened today? They were so out of themselves, I’ve never seen them like this.”

“It was just a rough night. Believe me, this happens more than you’d think. A beauty nap is all it takes for them to get back to normal.” Even as Lockwood said this, he didn’t seem convinced. “That is assuming we don’t get their post-nap grumpy mood. I wouldn’t wish it upon my worst enemy.” He chuckled lightly.

Lucy’s lips twitched, right about to form a smile, but she noticed her friend was avoiding answering the question. She knew how closed off you Lockwoods’ could be; after all, it took a year for Anthony to show her the room on the landing, and two years and a half for you to admit your feelings for her, but she wished it wasn’t so difficult to get some actual information. The team was founded on trust, and survival depended on how well you communicated with each other goddammit.

What was supposed to be a half hour nap turned into an I-have-only-forty-minutes-left-to-prepare-for-the-case-’cause-I-slept-six-hours-non-stop nap, which was quite inconvenient. Still, you managed to get ready, apologize for the lack of help on the iron chain department, and chug up half a liter of water on one go, before getting into the waiting night cab.

This is fine, and your boots don’t bother you, and neither does the little tag on the neck of your shirt that you forgot to cut out (again), or the judgy stares you are receiving from George, or the worried ones from your cousin, or the feeling that very soon everything will end. You are perfectly fine, and this is just another day on the job.

From the moment you get to the house, to the moment you emerge from it, everything goes smoothly. The source is easy enough to find, and the Visitor turns out to be a weak type one, not the type two you were expecting. The client paid full price anyway, and the team got back safe and sound.

It was all perfect. And that was alright. More than alright, actually, it was marvelous, but something felt wrong. You knew there was something about to happen. You wouldn’t admit it, but you wish it had been a rawbones or an impromptu cluster, the Geralds’ case that is. It would have been a pain in the ass, that’s for sure, but you had already gotten out alive from situations like that, and such a vile set of apparitions would have fulfilled the readings’ prophecy. Maybe.

The anticipation that had started in your chest was unbearable. You wanted to get it over with as soon as possible, but still, you felt it wasn’t going to be that easy. It never was.

Taglist: @myownpainintheass @superpositvecloudshipper @carpinchodetecta

A/N: I would love to hear (read) what you think! Hope you enjoyed :)

This story is lowkey stuck, but just because I finished The Creeping Shadow like a month ago, and I haven't started The Empty Grave cause I'm in denial, I don't want to finish the series T-T

#self insert #gn!reader #lucy carlyle x reader #lockwood and co #Lucy Carlyle #Anthony Lockwood #George Cubbins #George Karim #Lockwood!reader #locknation #fanfic #angst #hurt/comfort #35 portland row #witchcraft

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ninja-muse · 8 months

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September is birthday month, if anyone's wondering why my acquisition of books appears to have slipped again (picture #2). At least I'd read nearly all of them before they joined my library shelves, and Winter's Gifts, well, it's really easy to read an Aaronovitch novella within a day or two of acquiring it. Especially since…

September was also week-vacation month, which is part of how I made it to 13 books read but very little explanation for my read-from-TBR-shelves stack (picture #1), only two of which I read on holiday. The two short ones I read in the gap between "finished the latest Book Of Substance" and "started the official Vacation Stack", and Digger was one of my 2023 goals so I decided to check that off. Baking Yesteryear was a surprise/accident. I was telling a coworker how much I enjoyed reading the library's copy and they said, "hey, while you were off, we got a copy too damaged to sell…". And one has to treat oneself in birthday month.

(Vacation was good, in case you were wondering. Camping, so no wifi, so lots of outdoors and reading time and charming rodent shenanigans.)

My biggest regret of the month, by which we mean less regret and more mild bookish panic, is the number of reading copies I appear to have taken home. I have one for Menewood which I'm planning to get to once I finish with My Roommate is a Vampire, and the rest of them were, well, um. Look. When your store buyer and random publishers send you books you'd enjoy and your coworkers finish reading ARCs you've been interested in, things happen, okay? At least at this point a lot of the books are coming out next year, which probably doesn't bode well for my 2024 TBR but that is a future problem.

Also, not doing great at my goal of reading a Canadian author every month. This is the second (?) month in a row I've failed on that front which, yes, is why I'm reading a Canadian author right now. (Also it's one of those ARCs a coworker finished with.)

Beyond the bookish stuff, there's not much to report. I've written a good bit and am surprising myself by how much I can write on my phone during a commute. Had a good birthday. Ate good food. Got fun things. Dealt with slightly more chaos at work than usual. Finished the last season of Great British Bake-Off aired in Canada and am looking forward to starting the Canadian version tonight.

How was your September?

And now without further ado, in order of enjoyment…

Evidence of Things Seen - Sarah Weinman, ed.

A collection of true crime journalism tackling recent social justice issues and big-picture flaws in the justice system.

8/10

multiple #ownvoices essays by BIPOC authors

warning: the usual things one would expect to find in true crime journalism

Infinity Gate - M.R. Carey

A scientist, the multiverse, AI, and the nature of humanity.

8/10

Nigerian and Moroccan POV characters

warning: slavery, fire, xenophobia, war, torture, violence

Thornhedge - T. Kingfisher

Toadling confronts the knight bent on entering the sleeper’s tower.

8/10

Arab Muslim secondary character

Digger Unearthed - Ursula Vernon

A wombat’s tunnel takes her to a very foreign land. She would like to go home please—but there are gods.

8.5/10

Baking Yesteryear - B. Dylan Hollis

Tried and true recipes from the past century.

9/10

🏳️‍🌈 author

The Fragile Threads of Power - V.E. Schwab

Seven years after Red London was saved, some people have moved on and others are still picking up the pieces. And some are asking whether the king deserves to be in power.

7.5/10

POV characters of colour, 🏳️‍🌈 POV characters (gay), 🏳️‍🌈 author

Winter’s Gifts - Ben Aaronovitch

Agent Kimberley Reynolds investigates a case with “unusual characteristics” during a Michigan winter.

7/10

Ojibwe secondary characters

Lud-In-The-Mist - Hope Mirrlees

A bourgeois father tries to save his children from the plague of fairy fruit—which is hard, since it doesn’t officially exist.

6.5/10

warning: classist, misogynist, generally unkind to the disabled and mentally ill

A Long Day in Lychford - Paul Cornell

Something is wrong with the borders around Lychford and the local coven has to put things right before people get hurt.

7/10

Black British main character

warning: mild racism and xenophobia

The Vaster Wilds - Lauren Groff

A servant girl flees her colonial town for the dubious safety of the wilderness.

7/10

protagonist of colour, mentally disabled secondary character, incidental Powhatan and other indigenous characters

warning: racism, misogyny, rape, disease, starvation, murder, death of a child

Board to Death - CJ Connor

Ben turns down a suspiciously good deal on an old board game. Then the dealer turns up dead on his doorstep.

6/10

🏳️‍🌈 main character (gay), 🏳️‍🌈 secondary character (gay), 🏳️‍🌈 author, #ownvoices

Starter Villain - John Scalzi

Charlie inherits a supervillain empire, complete with a subscription mega-laser, spy cats, and enemies.

6.5/10

The Lazy Tour of Two Idle Apprentices - Charles Dickens and Wilkie Collins

Two friends go on a holiday to northern England.

7/10

Currently reading:

Like Every Form of Love - Padma Viswanathan

A writer digs into the strange, complicated story of a man she befriended in a marina.

🏳️‍🌈 secondary character (gay), Indo-Canadian author, 🇨🇦

warning: domestic and child abuse

My Roommate is a Vampire - Jenna Levine

There’s a room-to-rent in Cassie’s low, low budget. The (hot) guy renting it acts like he’s from the 1800s. Surely he’s just quirky.

🏳️‍🌈 secondary characters (gay)

Music from the Earliest Notations to the Sixteenth Century - Richard Taruskin

A history of early written European music, in its social and political contexts.

Stats

Monthly total: 13 Yearly total: 100/140 Queer books: 3 Authors of colour: 0 Books by women: 5 Authors outside the binary: 0 Canadian authors: 0 Off the TBR shelves: 5 Books hauled: 6 ARCs acquired: 12 ARCs unhauled: 4 DNFs: 0

January February March April May June July August

#books #booklr #bookblr #rec lists #read in 2023 #reading wrap-ups #my photos #stacks of books

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IFHY!

Part 1 | Part 2 | part 3 | part 4 (not made)

Plot: Wenclair fic but Wednesday and Enid don’t make up ep 8 and Wednesday goes insane after that scene.

IDEA FROM AN EDIT BY “emmamyerswife1” ON TT

TRIGGER WARNINGS: mention of Blood, Knives, detailed-ish Description of death, Major character death, OOC Wednesday, slightly out of character Enid(??), LOTS OF SWEARING! Co-dependancy basically, Wednesday is a psychopath Wednesday with psychopathic tendencies.

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT encourage this behaviour, it’s just a fic, if you do feel like this, I urge you to seek help, it ISNT a healthy coping mechanism and can hurt you and who you feel this way for!

An: Xavier doesn’t exist in this fic because of the actor’s actions. His studio is just left untouched and empty, so is his dorm 👍 ALSO, PLEASE DONT BRING UP REPEATED JOKES IF THERE ARE ANY, I WROTE THIS ACROSS A COUPLE OF DAYS AND TELL HORRIBLE DAD JOKES 💀 BEAR WITH ME, OKAY

IFHY - Tyler the creator.

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8 days after the fight, 11:30pm

She was hyper aware of every move she made, every thing she left and every mark she made. And thats why she had prepared for this, cleaning products, anything to hide what was about to happen.

She was also hyper aware he could hear her, that whatever she said would be taken with the heaviest of weights.

“I wonder if it would be easier to just break you in stone form” she mused. “Or are you not fully stone?” She let a smirk grace her face, just this once.

Wednesday stands up and travels to her backpack, searching it for a very specific item again.

She had a total of 4 hours until he would turn back. That gave her plenty of time to decide which one of her malicious plans would be the true winner.

Of course she had prepared a base plan, first, incase she couldn’t decide fast enough to put either plan into motion. But she wouldn’t be needing it.

“Hm.. These will do.” She stood up. Double latex gloves that she had altered to have much better grip. Even though the suit had glove-like fabric, she didn’t want to chance anything tonight.

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00:00am. 3 hours, 30 minutes until he turns back.

After quite the while of cleaning, adjusting, editing, Wednesday had done it, cleaned her tracks, her marks, her boot stains. Even though they were new and they were going to be thrown away, its still better than having them discovered and checked.

“Time to get up.” She walks over to the mound of stone and grabs him by his underarms.

Then, with a little strain, she picks him up and places him on the cold, tile floor. Puts her bag on.

Despite her height the raven haired girl’s strength was unmatched. she then picks him up horizontally.

“No mountain will get between me and Enid. No matter how annoying.”

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The woods, abandoned studio. 2 hours, 43 left until unstone-ment. (2:43am.)

“We have arrived. Arent you just delighted?” She revelled in the silence that came after. The voice changer just made this all the better, she sounded so skin crawling, anyway. The voice changer amplified the fear factor.

Maybe they’ll make a movie about her.

The door was kicked open, the lock that stayed firmly on one side of the door, not locking it just yet, clanked noisily. But did it really matter? Who was going to hear?

Certainly not the birds, Wednesday had made friends, and birds do have a wonderful memory. They would pass on the message to vouch for her, to interfere with anyone who did her wrong in the view of one of them.

The birds reminded Wednesday of herself, how if anyone even looked at Enid the wrong way how she would disadvantage them in a small way or another. You muttered something about the wolf? Suddenly your homework had disappeared that was due next period, even though you checked your pocket two seconds ago.

“He.” was seated uncomfortably in a wooden, electric chair like, chair.

“I have waited for this for so long, you would never begin to understand how much this will satisfy me, how your death is a sacrifice to a better cause, something much bigger than you. How much joy this will bring everyone. How much joy your death will bring to us. And the fact you were so adamant to be killed, its like you wanted to be killed just as much as i wanted to kill you.” While voicing what used to be inner thoughts, she rested her head on the wall and took a breath in to steady herself for whats next to come.

She reached back for her bag, assorting and organising each tool, each one varying in size and effectiveness. All was to say, he was going to die tonight. No matter how much he struggled, no matter how much he fought against her.

You could say her decision was set in stone.

Wednesday laughs to herself, as she keeps laying out everything. “You know why this is happening, correct? There is no way you do not. She.. the world is hers, the stars yearn for her attention, the sun can only dream of shining brighter than her.”

The ravenette’s voice becomes awfully dreamy, almost sickeningly sweet. It sounded off, like it didn’t and never would fit her face.

“Enid.”

Everything sent silent, only the clanking of tools being audible. She could sense the vibe become more sinister, almost as if “his” demeanour had altered the whole room.

“Well,” she supposed to herself. “It kind of did. Its not like hes dead, yet. His vibe can still be felt.”

And it was true. He wasn’t dead yet.

She then bellowed an unnatural laugh again. The voice changer making it sound as if she were laughing in a commercial.

“You have to know who i am, Mr Petropolus. I know you aren’t the sharpest chisel in the shed, but its been oh, so painfully obvious.” She didnt bat an eye, much less turn around as she said this.

“Actually, I wont ruin the main event just yet. We still have quite the way to go.” At this point she was just letting words roll off her tongue as she set up.

“I cant even say your name. It disgusts me. You disgust me. How dare you take her. You don’t deserve her. You don’t deserve anything you get. Even what im going to do to you is a gracious death.” She scoffed.

She got rope a clock, a bin bag, and a smaller of the chisels. Silently she tied him up best she could with his position.

“I wont lie to you, so I will not say that I am sorry.”

She then sat down, cross legged. placed the clock and bin-bag near one of the chair legs, the bin bag going just in-front of him.

With the chisel, she took it to any defining features, first his foot, chipping away at the bottom.

She felt the atmosphere become desperate and dire. She felt him become in more and more distress, more and more pain. And that was her aim, really. He had to pay, and if she could get as much out of the way now, that meant less clean up later.

She then stood up and chiselled away his fingers, one by one. She let herself openly smile behind the mask while she felt the mood changing constantly, the terror filling her with a sense of euphoria, with a sense of relief. In fact, this felt like some sort of outlet to her, some sort of outlet for her feelings.

Maybe she should get into sculpting, it seemed to be helping.

She continued doing this, carefully chipping away at everything and anything that could identify him as who he was.

And it wasn’t like she even had to chisel away his snakes, either. If anything it would help her get away with it if worse came to worse and he was found.

The Jericho police, despite desperately claiming it wasn’t true, delayed any outcast cases. Hell, there isnt and never was any outcast’s on the police team to even change this.

They hate outcasts, which is why she knows that his death will be chalked up to the scary outcast monster in the woods, turning on “their own kind” and killing him.

How does she know this? Well, its the easiest thing to do to shut the case the fastest, all she had to do was claim one o his body parts and leave the rest in the woods somewhere.

The faster the case for an outcast is shut, the better. And who wouldn’t believe that the Hyde killed him? Stole one body part for something or other and scampered away with it?

They believed the monster was a bear for much longer than they should have, so this was child’s play.

After she was done, she looked at her work.

He reminded her of deteriorated angels, how their eyes would be pits of black, how horrifyingly beautiful theyd be, praying to someone who would never restore them, never save them, who could never wash their sins in the eyes of others.

Every piece of everything was gone. He was no longer him, he was a shell of a human. And she wasn’t even finished.

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Little Trouble

A/N: Republish...ment? of a fic I wrote for @alwritey-aphrodite 's birthday in August. Ilysm! Oh, and today is my birthday I guess, so yeah.

Pairing: Santiago Garcia x reader

Warnings: Fluff, taking songs so far out of context so that they're no longer depressing, confessed love and carnival vibes

Description: I'll tell you that I love you, I'll scream it twice. You ask over the music, "Did I hear that right?"

Word Count: .8k

“You have something on your face,” Santi remarks, sliding his thumb along the corner of your mouth. Your lips part in surprise when he sticks the finger in his mouth, gently sucking off sugar residue and whipped cream.

Luckily, you’re able to make a quick recovery, scrunching your nose as you exclaim, “Ew, Santi, you’re awful!’ You say it with a smile though, and he smiles back with a cheeky and objectively unapologetic shrug as you steal an extra bite of the funnel cake you’re sharing just to spite him.

You’d finally convinced him to go to the fair with you, abandoning his dive bars and angst for some good old fashioned child-like joy. It had taken ages of tolerating Pope’s excuses before he had finally caved, right in time for the event. The sun is shining; Summer is not doing its job of turning into Autumn, the days long and hot. You don’t mind, though, because you’re here, and Santi is here, and a myriad of nearly broken rides and fried food is here, so you truly can’t find any room in your heart to complain about the sun or any UV damage you may be earning.

“You know you love me,” Santi jests, turning towards you with a grin.

You do. But you’re not sure that he knows, and you’re even less sure he feels as unplatonic as you do, so you opt instead to lean in and whisper conspiratorially, “Three carts down they’re selling hard lemonade.”

“Then we have to stage a heist,” Santi responds, echoing your enthusiasm as if it’s the easiest thing in the world.

“You’re right! I have a plan. I’ll give them rectangular green pieces of paper, and they’ll be so scared that they give us all of their wares,” you joke, reaching into your bag for your wallet.

Santi grabs your arm, stopping you. “It’s a good plan, but it’s not gonna work.”

“What?! Why ever not?” You tease in your best Bonnie Parker impression.

“I’m more experienced at heisting than you, it’s gotta be me.”

You snort, shoving Santi’s arm. “You’re awful.”

“C’mon, Trouble, we’ve got a heist to plan.” Santi hooks his arm with yours and leads you to the cart.

It's like that the whole day. You and Santi parroting off of each other's energy and laughter until the sun finally sets and you both have your fair share of liquid courage in you. You can’t bear the thought of leaving yet, though. Whenever you’re with Santi, all you can do is wish that time would stand still. You could spend eternity wrapped in his gaze, his smile, his obnoxious arrogance that has somehow become your favorite thing in the world.

When you see a band playing at the center pavilion, colorful lights shining on their instruments—banjo, and fiddle, and harmonica (the cornbread of the musical world)---It takes you about three seconds of contemplation before you grab Santi’s hand, dragging him to the center of the grassy dance floor.

You’ve danced with Santi before, but not like this. That was all grinding in a crowded room, sweating and laughing as you gave the boys something to write home about. Tonight feels different. Like your heart is exposed, bared to him, and all he needs to do is reach out; To embrace or break it. Lights are strung above the two of you, but their shine doesn’t nearly match the sparkle in his eyes even as he tells you that the music isn’t even that good, spoken in your ear to be heard over the din of the crowd, his warm breath a gentle caress.

“I love you,” you say. You have to yell it over the noise so that Santi is able to hear you, and you do. You don’t know what has possessed you, and you face floods with heat. You nervously look into those big brown eyes, which are doing whatever sort of mental math they feel is necessary to understand the weight of what you have just told him.

It’s Santi who drags you off this time, managing to find a hidden little corner filled with honeysuckle and vines, where the music is that much quieter and the lights more dim.

“What?” He says it like he wants to be sure. Like he’s asking for a pinkie promise that you’ve never wanted to give more.

“I love you,” you breathe. “Do you want me to say it again? I love you, I love you, I love yo—”

He cuts you off, pulling you in by the waist and pressing his soft lips against yours. The kiss is filled with yearning; With the absolution of a promise made to the man who you’ve loved in every past life you might have had. When the two of you break away, Santi leans his forehead against yours as you catch your breath.

“You’re such an asshole,” He says with a smile.

You return it, leaning your head into the crux of his shoulder. “Say it back.”

“I love you.”

#oscar isaac #oscar isaac fanfic #reader insert #santiago garcia #santiago garcia fluff #triple frontier #fanfiction

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totally-a-different-person · 1 year

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and if i request another paultryk one

well I mean, with the way things work around here I think you know what would happen, we've settled into a comfortable formula, you should have figured this out by now (nsft past this point)

"Alright I trust you have things handled then" red leader said with a smile, glancing at Paul and just nodding before leaving Pat's workshop, shutting the door behind himself. Patrick sighed softly before groaning once he left, making Paul frown slightly. He had come to him with another thing that needed fixing, it just felt like the list got longer and longer and he would have three more projects that needed doing before he could finish his current one. Paul stood up and walked over, leaning on him. He was worried about his boyfriend, he worked to much, but its not like it was totally his fault, he was the best mechanic they had after all.

"You should take a break" He reached down and intertwined their fingers looking up at him. Pat couldn't help but smile a little looking at his lover, but sadly he couldn't "I'm sorry but I'm swamped right now, I really shouldn't." He huffed a bit, letting his hand go and wrapping his arm around him "Come on let me take care of you! You deserve some time off" The taller sighed "I really wish I could but I don't wanna fall behind, if you want I can try to stop early tonight?" He offered, honestly feeling a tiny bit guilty. He did want to go spend time with Paul, he just had work to do. Paul frowned a little more, then he got an idea. One that would not only include him getting some... "quality time" with his boyfriend which would have sold the plan on it's own, but it would also almost definitely convince him to take some time off afterwards and relax some.

He gently rubbed Pat's side with his thumb "That would be great but it's alright, I can just take care of you some right now" He purred kissing Pat's cheek then neck, making the younger man blush pretty deep. "What...?" "Come on, we'll be quick, you've been working so hard, you deserve to feel good" He nipped at the skin a bit, sort of moving Pat to have him back against the table so Paul was in front of him, the polish man seeming very flustered. The way his partner spoke was as if he was just telling him he would get him some tea. Paul reached sort of around him to clear some room on the desk as he pressed their lips together before Pat could argue or speak at all really.

The mechanic melted into the kiss though, letting Paul lean over him a bit as he wrapped his arms around his partner. He couldn't help it, he was weak to the brunettes lips. Paul let his hand wander up under Pat's sweater and shirt to hold and rub his side. The other one first went up to the back of his neck, holding it for a moment before tangling his fingers in his hair and holding tight. He kissed down his jawline and tugged his hair making him yelp and tilt his head back so Paul had access to his neck. He shivered and groaned as he felt the other gently pulling at the brown locks while marking him up, stretching out his turtle neck.

He took his hand out of Pat's sweater and opening up his belt and taking it off. "P-paul~" he breathed gripping the pilot's shoulders tighter as he let go of his hair and lifted the sweater all he way up to kiss down his chest. Paul listened to the huffs and soft moans of his partner while he made marks on his sides down his v line. Patrick's voice sounded so sweet like this, he never sounded like that any other time, only when Paul was touching him and taking care of him, he loved that. He loved it because it ment he knew for a fact he was the only one that got to hear it.

He unbuckled and pulled down his bottoms, right away being greeted with Pat's almost fully hard cock. The taller blushed deeply, now just holding onto the side of the table behind him as he bit his lip. Paul gently kissed it from the base up to the tip before taking it into his mouth. A full body shiver followed as pat felt the wet heat surround his member, giving a muffled moan into his hand as the other gipped the table tighter. "P-paul~" he groaned, instead grabbing onto his own sweater now. The bushy eyebrowed man grinned, taking more gagging slightly and making Pat moan loudly. With no warning he came in Paul's mouth, panting softly and drooling, gripping the front off his turtle neck tight as well as the desk. Once Paul swallowed he pulled off, panting softly under his breath as he fully removed Pat's pants and pushed him back on the table electing a yelp from the taller, being quite hasty about it.

The polish man was still panting softly as Paul quickly undid his belt, taking it off and his pants as well. He opened up one of the drawers and spent only a few moments searching for a bottle of lubricant, pulling it out and opening it up. He put some on his thumb as he had Pat spread his legs, gently rubbing it against his hole, making him gasp softly. He didn't bother prepping him, lubbing himself up and pressing it in slowly. Pat gave a long moan as he felt the familier mass inside him, panting softly with shakey breathes. He stopped for a moment once it was all the way in, letting him adjust a bit. He gently tangled his fingers in his lover's hair and kissed his neck as he slowly started moving.

As he sped up Patrick didn't have the mind to try to be quiet, too distracted and caught up with the pleasure. Paul however, as much as he loved doing things like this he didn't want either of them to get fired so he hushed Pat with a kiss that he was more than happy to return, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's neck. As one of Paul's hands came down to gently stroke his cock he gave a muffled, high pitched moan and held him tighter, his peak beginning to build again. They both panted as the kiss broke, the shirter hiding his face in Pat's neck as he got harder, chasing his own orgasm as well at this point as he could feel it just out of reach.

"Fuck- Paul please!~ So so close please don't stop~" he mindlessly babbled as his lover pounded into him, gripping the back of his sweater tight. He was trying his best to stay together but Paul thrust especially deep and it pressed into his sweet spot, almost immediately pushing him over the edge. He came hard on his own stomach and the pilot's hand with a loud moun. Paul only managed a few more thrusts with how tight he had gotten before climaxing as well, slowly stopping as they both panted, faces flushed and sweaty. But, little did Pat know, the brunete's plan had gone perfectly because he knew he would want to take a break now, and he would get to take care of him.

The taller happily accepted the affection as Paul gently kissed his neck and face, offering a few kisses of his own. After a few more moments like that he pulled out, shuddering slightly before helping Pat back ino his pants. "Come back to the room, it can just be for a little while if you want, I'll help you get cleaned up then we can take a nap" He asked softly resting his head on Pat's shoulder. He sighed softly but nodded "ok... yeah. That sounds nice."

#sinsworld #sw pat #sw paul #paultryk

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It's not that big of a deal

You and Andy had been friends for years, which ment most day you where both learning something new about one another. You had Andy down to a fine point - he was funny, creative, hardworking, approachable and more often than not charming. Andy was someone who found everyday as exciting as the next; this ment he wanted to do everything with you. You couldn't complain, his company was something you didn't get with anyone else - it was tranquil when it needed to be and crazy when the time was right.

Friday nights where your nights together. Since you where teenagers you both made plans with one another on that same very day. More often than not it ended up in you both cuddled up on the couch with the most random things playing on the tv. That was perfect. You where at your happiest with him. Your best friend. Your safety.

"Y/n! Y/n! Y/n!" You heard through your hallway as the front door slammed shut. Andy was constantly walking through your house unannounced.

"Andy! Andy! Andy!" You shouted back to him with a laugh as you clambered out of the kitchen.

"How are you?" Andy asked with a smile as he scuffed up your hair with a smile. You looked over at him as he made a beeline over to your fridge, he looked different. Your eyes seemed to linger on his back for far longer than usual. "Y/ n?" Andy questioned as there was a clear silence over the two of you.

"O-oh yeah im fine you?" You quickly asked with a rushed tone as you snapped yourself out of your thoughts. Andy gave you a pointed look as if he was trying to work you out.

"Yeah" Andy asked with his obvious Scottish accent. "I'm all good" he added with the same tone as he sat himself down. You walked over to your sink as if it was the normal thing to do. Your mind was all over the place. What was happening? "What film are we going to watch tonight?" Andy asked again with a smile as he pushed his hands through his unruling hair.

"I'm not sure" you said with a soft smile as you turned round towards him. Your eyes landed onto his, they where the eyes that where occupied by your body. He was almost as in awe of you as you where to him.

"That's helpful" Andy replied with a laugh as he pushed himself of the small chair. He took one last look at you before opening his mouth to say something but deciding on not. "What?" You asked trying to work out what the words he wanted to speak where.

"Didn't say anything" he quickly replied back with wide eyes as he knew he had been caught out. Your mouth let out a small chuckle before walking straight past the lost man. You felt his gaze fall on you as his feet padded behind your every move. You enjoyed it, you started to feel as thought Your best friends view was something he wanted to see. His heavy footsteps never stopped behind you even up the stairs. Your mind started to become uneased as to why he was following you all this way.

"Andy why are you following me?" You asked trying to break the ice that was burying the two of you. You got to the top of the stairs before turning to look at the man behind you. Your hand held tightly against the banister as his handsome gaze seemed to linger for much longer.

"Because I am" he bluntly said as he pushed away your hand from the stairs and wondered into your bedroom. This wasn't unusual. More often that not you would find Andy lieing on your bed waiting for you to get out of the shower on nights like these but there was something different around this. You weren't in the shower or quickly doing your makeup, you where there to chill out and have a minute to collect your thoughts to gage what was going on in your mind. He couldn't know that.

"A man of many words" you mumbled to yourself as you pulled your hair into ponytail.

"Huh?" Andy questioned as he couldn't hear your muffled words.

"Nothing love" 'you sweetly said sarcastically with a laugh. He loved the sarcastic side you brought out to him when he pissed you off. Deep down Andy could never anger you so much to make you upset but he always managed to anger you enough to make you want to pull his hair out ever so slightly.

"Why don't we ever watch films in here? It's way more comfy" Andy said as he stretched his arms out over the blanket as his back hit the sheets.

"Because its my bed" you bluntly said as you pulled the pillow from behind his head. "And you don't belong here" you added with a small snigger as his eyes fell straight towards your body.

"I don't belong here?!" Andy repeated in a high tone as he wanted to make sure the words you spoke where correct. You simply nodded to the irritable scotsman on your bed. "Your mean" he simply added with drama as he reached his hand out for yours.

"What do you want?" You asked as you put your hand in his as you sat down on the side of your bed. Andy was needy, he never wanted to admit it but he was always desperate of your attention.

"You" he bluntly said as if it was normal. You cleared your throat ever so quietly as the words you wanted to speak got stuck in your mouth. Your hand squeezed his signaling you where more than aware of what he said. His arms fell from yours and pulled your body down next to his, your face was rested on his warm chest as his fingers ran aimlessly up your skin.

"You don't mean that" you simply said after a minute fell by of complete silence.

"I do y/n" Andy said with a small smile creeping up on his face as he looked down at your small body. He was obsessing over every visible thing about you, from your hair, to your eyes, to your soft lips and your perfectly toned legs.

"Don't talk crap" you mumbled as you cuddled closer to him with a smile. Your eyes fell shut at the comfort you found within him. This boy had your whole heart and you couldn't help but want to give him yours.

"I know I talk abit of shit from time to time but right now I'm not" Andy stressed as his fingers ran aimlessly through your hair. You hummed in agreement as you wanted this conversation to end. You where far to nervous to ever consume the words he was speaking. His hand fell down to the side of your neck as if it was normal. As his skin touched yours your face fell upwards to meet his gaze.

"Andy" you mumbled softly as the only words you could speak was the letters that formed his name.

"Don't talk" he softly spoke back with a fire burning in his eyes. His hand fell deeper on your skin and his head fell down closer to yours. This was happening. Your lips fell onto his with an intense amount of passion, there was something in this kiss. It was like poison on your lips that you couldn't stop tasting. You where kissing your best friend. Your lips parted from his as slowly as humanly possible. All you wanted was to fall back onto his perfectly sculpted lips.

"Shit" you bluntly said with a laugh as you realised what had just happened. A small chuckle fell from his lips which looked softer than ever. "L-lets just forget about that yeah?" You quickly said as you pulled yourself from his grasp and clambered out of your bed.

"Y/n don't go. Hang on! Jesus" Andy mumbled to himself as he pulled himself of your bed. He sat himself at the bottom as you stood infront of him pulling on a hoodie and grabbing your phone. "Stay here for a sec. Don't move. We don't need to rush downstairs and pretend it didn't happen when we both clearly know it fucking happened" he added with urgency in every word. He was right. A small amount of tension was wrapped around every word he spoke, he wanted this and he had for a while.

"Why are you getting moody?" You asked with a small smile and a light chuckle. You couldn't help it, your hand fell into the waves of his hair as he looked up at you from the bed. You found comfort in comforting him.

"Because I think I love you" he casually said yet with great amounts of fear falling from his shoulders. For some reason you wasn't scared, or nervous, or wanting to run away anymore, you where happy with the words that where finally set free into the world. Silence fell on the pair of you as if you where stuck under it for the foreseeable future. "Forget it" he added as he pulled himself off the bed and made his way passed you.

"Wait" you quickly shouted as you grabbed his arm and placed him infront of you. Your eyes where locked on his and his body was pressed into yours, desperately waiting for effection. "I think I love you too" you replied back in the same manner as his own. His eyes fell wide and his eyebrows seemed to jump half away up his forehead. Your lips pressed a soft kiss on his red lips with nothing but sweetness laced in every cell.

"You didn't just say that did you" he said with his accent being more prominent than ever.

"I did" you said with a laugh as you fixed his unruling hair. His cheek turned a deep red colour at the sound of your words causing nothing but surprise to form in your mind. "Oh my god your blushing" you cooed at him with a high voice and glossy eyes. He was showing his true emotions to your in that very moment.

"Its not that big of a deal" he mumbled in the crook of your neck as his arms wondered around your waist and felt every warmth you offered to give him. His embrassament was written all over his face but he weren't afraid to show you just once.

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