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bratzforchris · 6 months

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helloooo :) could you write a dom!luke with fem!reader where luke gets the idea of recording your moans while fucking and trying to get them sampled into a song and it’s just like really hardcore sex and stuff??

Five Sauce

꒰ ⊹ ˚ Summary — What starts as goofing off with your bandmates ends in something much, much more (Kinktober Day 17)

Pairing — 5sos (dom!ash, dom!cal, switch!luke, sub!michael) x female and band member!reader

Word Count — 3.3k

Content Warnings — Smut, group hookup, strong language, doggy style with multiple members, missionary, oral (m and f receiving), spanking every so often, handjobs, overstimulation, sub punishment by dom, orgasm denial, overall filth :3

Note — Well, I definitely strayed from this prompt a bit, but I hope you love it anyways! Please request in my ask box if you'd like the same thing, but solo Luke centric. I figured this counted as some good ole' hardcore smut >:> Also, please note that my writing does not reflect 5 Seconds of Summer in real life in any shape or form. This is for entertainment only.

DNI under 18 please :)

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“You’ve actually never had a threesome, Y/N?” Calum asked you. “No offense, but you’re kinda a whore.” he laughed.

“Shut up,” You said, throwing a pillow towards him. “Some of us aren’t kinky fucks.”

“I mean, he didn’t lie.” Luke shrugged.

You chuckled, kissing Luke’s cheek. Luke was definitely your closest thing to a partner, but there was definitely some erotic tension within the band. You’d shared makeouts with all, and sometimes two of, the boys, but you hadn’t done anything further than that with anyone besides Luke.

“Who here thinks Y/N should have a threesome or moresome?” Michael asked, ever the kinky one.

The band was currently over at Ashton’s house, trading song ideas and lyrics for the upcoming album, CALM. Somehow, probably because of the talk over Wildflower, the topic of conversation had changed from the album to sex. You didn’t mind, if anything, you rather enjoyed it. You’d been in the kink scene for a while, and the talk of having a hookup with more than one person excited you.

“Oh, I absolutely do,” Ashton said finally, gnawing on his lip. “She needs it.”

“Says who?” You asked. “You?”

Luke snorted. “You know Ashton loves to be in control.”

“I dunno, Luke. You weren’t saying that after the Youngblood release party,” Calum scooted closer to the blond. “I definitely wrote ‘I love the way you’re screaming my name’ about that.”

Luke flushed, burying his face in your side. You knew he hooked up with the other guys every now and then, and for some reason, the thought turned you on more than it annoyed you. The blond was more often your dom than your sub, and the idea of him submitting to someone else was a very pretty image.

“Fine,” You said, cutting right to the chase. “I’ll do it. But you guys have to help.” You chuckled, watching as their faces dropped.

“Are you actually serious right now?” Michael asked, his dick hardening at the scene that was practically dangling in front of his face.

“I am,” You nodded solemnly. “What? You guys are hot. Just because you’re my bandmates doesn’t mean I can’t say that.”

Michael moaned, laying himself on top of you and Luke, placed perfectly so that you could both feel his raging hard-on. “That’s so fuckin’ hot.”

“You’re a slut, Michael.” Calum chuckled before leaning in to softly suckle on Michael’s pale, milky neck while using his right hand to slowly palm Luke’s lap.

The scene in front of you was already making your pussy throb with excitement and you crossed your legs, watching it unfold. Before you knew it, Ashton had come to sit beside you on his large, L-shaped couch.

“Not participating in the fun, Y/N?” he asked you. “This is about you, y’know.” he hummed in your ear, voice husky.

“Oh,” You moaned softly as Ashton ran his hand up and down your thigh. “Um.”

Michael and Luke looked at you when they heard you moan. Being a bit more sublike than Ashton and Calum, they were eager to please you. Luke pulled slightly away from Calum, just enough to run his tongue across your jawline and lips, slowly inserting into your mouth and beginning to make out with you. By this point, all five of you were touching each other somehow; the whole scene was definitely leading to something more, hence why Ashton stood up suddenly, hands on hips.

“Luke, Michael, Y/N. Bedroom, now. We’ll be with you in a minute.” he said, nodding towards Calum and asserting his “dom” voice that you’d heard stories about.

Michael immediately scampered off, eager to have someone dom him and take control, but you and Luke hung back a bit, eyeing each other.

“Are you two deaf?” Calum asked. “Go.”

“What if I wanna dom?” Luke asked as he licked his lips, ever the brat.

“Gee, Luke,” Ash hummed nonchalantly. “I wouldn’t want to have to punish you in front of Y/N, now would I?”

Luke blushed a bright pink, looking over at you. “I promise I’m a switch.”

“Yeah, like 20% of the time,” Calum snorted. “Now go.”

You both looked at each other and giggled a bit. You took the blond’s hand and led him to Ashton’s large master bedroom. Your face was already flushed and your sex was throbbing at the thought of watching Luke get punished by either Ashton or Calum. Michael had already propped himself up with a few silken pillows, completely naked and panting heavily as he tried to refrain from touching himself.

“You really are a pro at being a whore, aren’t you?” You asked him.

Michael nodded his head, whining softly. “Mmmmm, Luke.” he moaned.

Luke laid down on the bed, patting the spot next to him for you to sit down. “Awww, you want me to fuck you and have Y/N watch? Wanna get humiliated in front of the hot girl?” he asked, trailing his fingers up and down Michael’s bare thighs.

The green eyed-boy nodded, looking up at Luke through his lashes. “Uh huh.”

You blushed, kissing Luke’s neck. “Go on. Do it. Humiliate him.” You smirked.

Luke turned towards you, pausing his seducing of Mike. “You need to be a good girl first. Strip.” he commanded.

You bowed your head and slowly pulled off your shirt, making sure Luke and Michael were watching. After you had tugged your shirt off, you turned your back so that Luke could unclasp your bra. Once he had done so, Luke tugged off his own clothes, eyeing both you and Michael in a seductive way.

“Help please?” You asked him in a sultry voice, fluttering your lashes.

Luke smirked, landing a smack to your ass before undoing your bra and tossing it onto Michael. “Good fuckin’ girl.”

You blushed and then slid your pants off, doing the same thing with your underwear. Within just a few seconds both your panties and your bra were draped across Michael. The whole scene was like something out of a porn, and you knew that Ashton and Calukm would definitely be mad, but that wasn’t stopping the three of you.

“Kneel, Y/N.” Luke said, denying Michael of any attention that he was so desperately whining and moaning for.

You immediately did as Luke asked, blushing. “Yes sir.”

Luke eyed you up and down one time before smirking. “Good girl. Now watch.”

He turned to Michael and began to palm his dick, leaving hickeys across the boy’s pale, milky tummy. You couldn’t help but to feel turned on by the scene, your stomach tightening as you watched Luke’s fingers work Michael’s dick. Michael began to moan, throwing his head back and wiggling against the sheets.

“I know you can do it.” Luke told Michael as he pumped him harder.

You were practically ready to cum yourself as you watched Michael grip handfuls of the sheets in hands as he tried so desperately not to release. Luke wasn’t showing the green eyed boy any mercy and it was hot.

“Oh god, Luke.” he whimpered.

“Ah ah, be good for Y/N.” Luke told him.

Michael whined, wriggling and thrusting his hips. You crossed your legs and bit your lips, knowing you would be next for Luke if you didn’t listen. Even if he was a switch, Luke always pushed you as a dom, but you loved it. Finally, Luke decided he’d had enough of torturing Michael. He gave him one last thrust of the hand before speaking.

“Go ahead, honey. Show Y/N how pretty you are when you cum.” Luke taunted, running his pointer finger down Michael’s tear-stained cheek.

He didn’t need to be told twice; Michael immediately let go, covering his tummy and thighs, as well as Luke’s chest in thick, white ropes of cum. The boy panted as he rode out his high, grasping onto Luke’s forearms.

“Huh huh…” he panted. “Thank you.” he moaned tiredly, smiling up at Luke a sleepy, fucked out smile.

“You’re welcome. Good boy.” Luke cooed, kissing his forehead.

When you heard Luke talk like that, you immediately let out a moan, crawling across the mountain of sheets towards him. “Need you.” You whimpered.

“Did I tell you you could move?” Luke asked, raising a brow.

You shook your head, looking down at the bed. “No, I’m sorry.”

Luke lifted your chin in his hand, glaring down at you. “You will ask me for permission in the future.”

You nodded, a blush speckling your cheeks. “I understand.”

“I think you need a little punishment, honey.” Luke said, as he bent to reach into Ashton’s nightstand.

Despite this not being his house, there had been many hookups in this room, and Luke knew exactly where Ashton kept his condoms. He retrieved one from the drawer, pulling it out of the wrapper and rolling it onto Michael’s still erect cock. The blond nodded between you two before sitting back and crossing his arms.

“Well. Since you two wanted to be so naughty, go for it. I’ll join in when I feel like it.” Luke said with a sneer.

You and Michael looked at each other, before the green-eyed boy eventually bounded across the king sized bed to you.

“You’re so pretty, Y/N.” he whispered, dipping his head.

“On top.” You commanded Michael, knowing that would leave a way for Luke to join in which you so desperately wanted.

He slowly did as you asked, sliding himself between your wet folds and jerking back instantly, in an almost teasing way. “Is this okay?”

“It’s perfect.” You panted out, so beyond horny.

Suddenly, Michael slammed into you in a way that you didn’t know he was capable of. He began to ride you, moaning loudly and throwing his head back. You quickly joined in, the tightness of your pussy and the way Michael looked so pretty looking down at you making you so much more sensitive than usual.

Before long, you were already near orgasm. His hips continued to grind into yours, the sound of his balls hitting your ass echoing around the room. You wondered what Ashton and Calum were doing that they hadn’t heard what was going on, but right now, you didn’t care.

“Oh,” You whimpered. “Oh Mike. Gonna cum.”

“Not yet,” Luke said out of the blue, straddling Michael’s hips from behind. “You’re not cumming until I say so. Both of you.”

The blond immediately slammed into Michael’s pretty, pink hole with no lube or condom, making the boy cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. The scene was like something out of a pornographic film. Michsel was topping you, panting heavily as Luke edged him, all three of you letting out sensual, seductive moans, whimpers, and pants.

“Gonna cum.” You and Michael cried at nearly the same time.

Luke was also nearing his climax, but he was much more skilled at holding his in and being edged than you two were.

“Go ahead, Y/N. Cum for…” Michael’s sentence was interrupted by the door flying open.

“What is this?” Calum asked, surveying the scene.

Luke immediately pulled out of Michael and kneeled, looking down at the bed. “‘M sorry…” he whispered.

Michael did the same with, quickly covering himself with the sheets and hiding his face in a throw pillow. You straightened up, trying oh-so-desperately to clench your legs. The way the boys had interrupted you three was perhaps the cruelest form of edging there was.

“Save it, Luke. You know what happens to naughty boys.” Ashton sneered, sitting down on the bed and giving Luke’s blond curls a slight tug.

Luke whined, his head becoming fuzzy as he slipped into subspace. Michael was already in his headspace, but the way Calum, who was his regular dom, was looking at him made him sink further and further in.

“I think Luke and Michael need to watch,” Ash stated. “I know they’re the ones that started it. They’re just little sluts, right boys?”

Luke nodded his head slowly, blushing. “Yes, sir.”

Michael didn’t speak, but nodded his head, giggling softly.

“Good job,” Ash patted each of their knees before roughly grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to him. “As for you.”

He began to make out with you passionately, pinning you to the bed as Calum stroked your inner thighs, exciting your nerves. You had never gone further than a drunken makeout with either of the boys, but you were so horny and so close to cumming at the current moment that they were absolutely turning you on.

“Look at her,” Calum said, placing kisses on your thighs. “So desperate for a cock.”

You moaned into Ashton's kisses, tugging on Calum’s curls. The entire scene was beyond hot. All five of you were spread out across Ashton’s large bed. Luke and Michael were sitting at the foot of it, completely naked and trying not to touch themselves as they watched the doms make out with you. Calum was caressing your thighs with both his hands and his lips, kissing along your slit ever so teasingly.

Ashton had your arms pinned to the bed and was heatedly making out with you, every so often tugging on your hair. “You want me, baby? Want me cock inside your pretty little pussy?”

You whimpered and nodded, tensing and clenching your legs as Calum hit a particularly sensitive spot. “Oh…”

“I’ll save the best for last. Let Cal have his fun. You two,” he nodded over at Luke and Michael. “Get cleaned up and in pajamas. You’re going to bed without getting off, sweets. That’s what happens when you get Y/N in trouble.” Ashton’s tone was firm, but he did press a kiss to Luke and Michael’s forehead as they trudged into the bathroom.

Ashton leaned back against the headboard and pulled his shirt off, smirking to himself as he watched Calum’s tongue edge closer and closer to your opening. The raven-haired boy crouched fully and slowly began to run his tongue along your folds, licking over your clit.

If there was one thing Calum was famous for in the bedroom, it was not giving a warning. He began to eat out without a word, tongue thrusting in and out of your hole and going over your clit. You locked your legs around his head, crying out.

“Cal. Feels so good.” You nearly hollered.

He smirked, lifting his head up so he could speak. “Need to cum already, princess?”

You nodded your head, gripping the sheets and throwing your head back, deep, throaty moans eliciting from your mouth.

“Not a chance.” he smirked, landing a smack to your ass as he ate you out faster and harder.

By this point, tears were practically streaking down your cheeks. The lingering feeling of being edged earlier, combined with how good Calum’s tongue felt against your sensitive nerves was pushing you over the edge.

“Please, need to cum.” You cried.

“I know you can hold it, baby girl.” he moaned, the vibrations just feeding the feeling even more.

You shoved your face into your hand as you cried, bucking your hips up. Calum was just making you feel so, so good that your brain was overloaded. “Please.”

Eventually, Calum decided he’d had his fun with you. You’d been such a good girl, and for that, you deserved to cum. “Go ahead, baby. Cum all over my face.” he hummed.

You immediately did as told, thrusting closer to him as you let go, your cum coating his face. Calum lifted his head up and smirked, wiping the cream from his eyes. “Good fuckin’ girl. She’s a good one, Ash.” he said to his bandmate as he pulled off his shirt.

You blushed, dipping your head as you caught your breath. “Thank you.”

Ashton smirked, practically ripping off his pants after seeing what a good sub you were. “I want you to watch while I have my fun, Cal. Enjoy yourself.” he chuckled.

Although Calum was also a dom, Ashton had fallen into the role of lead dom for this particular scene. The brown-eyed boy removed his clothes when Ashton spoke, ready to get off on the scene unfolding before his eyes.

The honey blond removed his pants before towering over your exhausted frame on his knees. You blushed as you eyed him up and down, staying a minute on his dick. He was much bigger than Luke and Michael and as you glanced over, bigger than Calum as well.

“Suck.” Ashton demanded.

You moved yourself to your knees, kneeling before Ashton and fluttering your lashes up at him. “Okay.” You smiled shyly.

You put his tip in your mouth, running your tongue over the head. Slowly, you took more and more of Ashton’s cock into your mouth. You were bobbing your head and sucking him off rhythmically, giving him quite good head. Eventually, you reached the back of your throat and tried not to gag. The last bit of Ashton’s ten inch dick that you couldn’t fit in your mouth you began to pump with your right hand.

“Good girl.” Ashton moaned, throwing his head back.

You began to bob your head faster and harder, matching the erotic noises coming from Calum’s mouth beside you as he got himself off. By this point, Michael and Luke had returned from the bathroom where they had cleaned themselves up and were watching the current threesome with wide eyes. They were so used to being dommed by Ashton and Calum that although they weren’t getting fucked themselves, watching them fuck you was a treat in itself.

“Oh baby, makin’ me feel so good.” Ash said, tugging on your hair and wiggling his hips.

You looked up at him and tried to smile, giving him one last suck as you felt his dick twitch, indicating his need to cum.

“Gonna cum, Y/N.” he panted.

Ashton pulled your hair tightly one more time before releasing, all of his cum shooting down your throat. You pulled off his dick, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand and smiling. You were absolutely exhausted and the feeling of Ashton’s cum coating your throat was making you feel beyond good.

“Thank you.” You whispered.

“You’re such a good girl,” Ashton cooed, kissing your forehead.

Just as he said that, Calum reached his own climax and came in his hand, moaning loudly. He smirked as he realized the other four of you had just watched him get off and based by the lustful looks in all of your eyes, you had enjoyed it.

“That’s so hot…” Luke whispered, blue eyes wide.

Ashton pulled a pack of baby wipes out of his nightstand and pulled a few out before passing the pack to Luke. “Help with aftercare, sweet boy.”

The blond began to wipe down Calum’s chest and hand, leaving kisses along his tanned body as Michael wrapped him in a cuddle. Ashton did the same for you, wiping down your mouth and chest, making sure to praise you and leave kisses all over your body. He quickly wiped himself down before laying down and pulling you into his chest.

You two scooted over to where Michael, Luke, and Calum were laying. “Band cuddle,” You giggled sleepily. “Thank you guys. For helping me have my first group hookup.” You chuckled.

“We should get Y/N’s moans sampled into a song,” Luke suggested. “That would sell so many fuckin’ records.”

You giggled softly, leaning over and planting a kiss on his cheek. “I love you guys. All of you.”

You got a chorus of “I love you, Y/N”’s back, which made you feel so warm inside. You and this band had had nothing but love for each other for the past nine years. Now, you were finally getting to show it in more ways than one, and you couldn’t be happier.

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tourneys-by-me · 9 months

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Welcome to the Element Specific Character Tournament!

This is a tournament is to see which character that specializes in a specific element is the best!

There will be 10 different elements represented in this tournament, and they are:

Pyromancy (fire)

Aquamancy (water)

Aeromancy (wind, air)

Geomancy (earth)

Phytomancy (plants, vegetation)

Electromancy (lightning, electricity)

Cryomancy (ice)

Ferromancy (metals)

Umbramancy (darkness, shadows)

Luxomancy (light, holy)

There will be 10 different brackets to decide which characters of each element is the best of their respective elements. Then there will be a final showdown of all ten characters to see who is the best overall!

RULES

Be nice and respectful please. I don’t want any insults thrown at anyone.

Characters have to use the element that you submit it as (ex you submit Zuko as a fire character, not a water character).

If the character uses multiple elements, submit them under an element they’re best known for/most proficient at (ex Soren fire emblem can use multiple elemental tomes, but he is a wind mage and only he can use SS rank wind tomes).

You are allowed to submit as many characters as you want but it has to be one form at a time please.

No submitting the same character multiple times please.

Please specify where the character is from and please no acronyms!

Propaganda is allowed and encouraged but no anti-propaganda (aka character hate).

My time zone is EST and I won’t be active all the time to answer questions (sorry I got real life stuff to do).

There will be certain guidelines on certain characters and media (I’ll get into more detail later) this is because specific media can be weird on how they classify what power is what element. Especially with certain elements being more vague and loosey-goosey.

I don’t particularly mind who you submit as long as they stick to the guidelines, but I might have polls if I’m unsure about a certain character.

Anyways I’ll edit this post as it goes on if more questions are raised.

Elements, Characters, and Media clarifications

Do they have to be magical

Toph is going to be put as a geomancer. I know she invented metal bending but she’s better known as an earth bender and I don’t want her on both earth and metal brackets.

Since Aang is the avatar, he can use all four bending styles, but he started off as an air bender and the show is literally called “the last air bender” I’m going to put him under aeromancer.

Korra on the other hand, won’t be in this tournament at all. Even though she is apart of the water tribe, she doesn’t really have a bending style that’s she more attached to (I mean she was able to do three of the four bending styles much earlier than Aang).

Todoroki won’t be in this tournament. His fire and ice powers are basically on the same level of importance.

I’m going to in-act the same rule I did for Korra and Todoroki for characters like Kirby and Arceus. Just because they can do/become that element, doesn’t mean they are going to be in the tournament. Their whole shtick is they can be any type (arceus) or copy abilities (kirby).

The exception to this rule is Ben 10 with his alien forms. This is because the aliens will be considered as a representative of their species, since 1. people are more familiar with Ben’s names for the aliens 2. Not all alien species have an official canon name.

NO DEMON SLAYER CHARACTERS WHO USES THE BREATHING STYLES! The breathing styles aren’t actually summoning elemental powers, it’s a visual metaphor. Submit only those who can summon actual elements!

Both rock and ground type Pokémon will be considered geomancers

Umbramancy regarding dark and ghost type Pokémon

Luxomancy regarding psychic and fairy type Pokémon

Aeromancy regarding flying type Pokémon

Ferromancy and robots

Magnetism: Ferromancy vs Elctromancy

Why I am also calling Luxomancy “holy”

If the character is a god that doesn’t mean they are inherently a Luxomancer. They have to have something holy about their attacks.

Please don’t submit necromancers as umbramancers. Being able to raise the dead≠umbramancy, if the character can raise the dead ON TOP of general shadow/darkness manipulation they are allowed.

Have fun and let the submitting begin!

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tortor-sauce · 2 months

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18+ POST LOOK AWAY 👹🔞 if you’re not 18+ PLEASE DNI with this post!! 👹🔞

(sketch and drabble and headcanons)

(jel/reth/oc stuff)

GO AWAY LOOK AWAY!!!!! IM WARNING YOU 🔪

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP I CANT EVEN TAG THIS I DONT EVEN WANT PEOPLE TO SEE BUT I HAVE TO SHOW SOMEONE AND TALK ABOUT IT OR I’LL EXPLODE!!!!

i’m too shy to share the whole picture IM SORRY—i just wanted to capture a few headcanons into a single shamelessly horny drawing of the three of them together. also, my thoughts are completely unorganized and this post is mostly just me rambling!

small disclaimer, if you don’t agree with or like my headcanons, that’s totally valid but please don’t tell me so 🙇 i kindly ask you just move on from this post. thank you!

okay. so i feel like both reth and jel are service tops HEAR ME OUT—like, they’re both just a couple of pathetic lover boys who are so head over heels in love with you. the fact they practically always gift you something when you flirt with them in-game (jel gifting silk and reth gifting soup) i feel is their attempts at spoiling you and taking care of you in their own way. they just want to see you happy and make you cum your brains out a thousand times until you can’t think straight anymore 🥺

and in general, i feel jel would love to shower you in compliments and words of praise and practically worship your body. while i feel reth is the type to show you how he feels and relish in watching you come undone with him. but personally 👉👈 i feel jel and reth align more closely as switches because they’re both so.. so soft and need to be spoiled and loved so deeply (no innuendo intended)

with that said, i think jel is a more intimate and passionate lover while reth is a bit more unhinged and rough. that’s not to say jel doesn’t have his sadistic bouts. i feel it stems directly from his obsessive nature and grows into a desire to watch you submit to him and his whims, sort of in a controlling way. but it makes him so happy when you do. the need to know you belong to him, both your heart and body, is honestly really important to him. i actually feel he has control issues due to a number of reasons but that’s a different discussion—💀 and he rewards you so thoroughly for showing him how much you love him. god, the aftercare? he’s so gentle and attentive and treats you like the most precious thing he’s ever held.

more on reth, while not as sadistic, i feel he’s still plenty controlling when he wants to be. the poor man has hardly any control in his day-to-day life and the fact you allow him an ounce of control? over your body of all things? yeah, that shit drives him mad (positive). gets a bit carried away and leaves marks on your body, hickeys, scratches, bruises, the like. but hey, at least it’s a pretty reminder of how much fun you had together. plus, if anyone sees they’ll know you belong to him. but he definitely teases you about it the following days by making sly comments and even running his fingers over the more sensitive marks.

so, in my polycule i envision moments where two will actively spoil the other. so for instance like when maddox and reth want to spoil jel and shower him in the love and affection he deserves, he gets all shy and blushy but relishes in the moment. he pays them back tenfold once they’re finished, but not that same night. maddox and reth make sure he’s completely worn out so he’ll finally get some damn sleep for once. reth is the same in that regard; he gets all shy and blushy but he enjoys being spoiled for once. not having to care about anything or anyone else and focus fully on himself and his pleasure. and the two know this and want to show him how loved he is. lowkey i imagine jel bringing him to tears, crying tears of pleasure and from overstimulation but that may be a personal thing of mine. 💀 and as for maddox? they both know exactly which buttons to push. i imagine them sort of egging each other along. i mentioned earlier i think jel has a sadistic side to him, well i think the same of reth albeit not nearly as prominent. like, the fact he teases and flirts so much could be for a number of reasons, but how lovely it would be if it were only to watch their reactions each time. with that said, maddox happens to be very reactive and discovering that fact in bed, like, awakens something inside of him to tease more, to push as much as maddox will allow him. and yes, he notices the way jel reacts to it too. it only makes him want to tease him for the fact as well 🥴 WHICH is why i drew him with that expression LMAO normally i would’ve imagined him with a much softer and kinder expression but i think he’s quick to lose himself in the throes of pleasure which causes him to act a bit selfish at times. but like i said, i see him as a service top so really his ‘selfish’ moments are him just spoiling maddie and jel and showering their bodies with so much love and attention.

i have so many more thoughts but this post is getting long and i’m getting embarrassed so i’ll stop there for now.

IF YOU READ THIS IM SORRY LOL BUT THANK YOU FOR INDULGING ME///////

#palia nsft #i started drawing jel then i blacked out #brain worms sorry

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c-h-i-m-es · 11 months

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-idyllic

itoshi sae x gn! reader

11:56 pm

you finally finish and submit the assignment due four minutes later. you stretch your arms up and close your laptop.

feeling like you’ve been sitting in your desk and typing in your laptop for what felt like forever, you think of taking a walk and grab something to drink to refresh yourself.

you put on your hoodie on and grab your phone, wallet and the keys. locking the door behind you, you walk out your apartment and walk down to a twenty four hour store.

it is late but there are street lights providing the lights and you just hope you don’t run into some stranger you don’t wanna encounter. as you reach the store, you tell the guy behind the counter your order, your favorite boba flavor in a large size.

being the only person they are serving, you just have to wait a few minutes before they call you to get your drink. you pay for your order and walk down the road.

the night time is quite chilly so you put your one hand inside the pockets of your hoodie and take sips of your drink while you walk to a park nearby. you walk near the small playground in the park and see a figure sitting on the swing, head down, deep in thoughts, which makes you stop your steps.

you narrow your eyes to check the person out. you could see the man’s red hair which brings one very specific person in your mind. hoping it is who it is, you take your phone out and message the guy in your head as you take a few steps towards the playground.

you: am i seeing things or is that you?

coincidentally the guy seems to have a need to check his phone, and he quickly looks up. your face breaks into a smile as soon as you see the teal colored eyes looking at you.

“sae!” you say his name with excitement lacing your voice and run to him. as soon as you reach him, him now standing, you put your arms around him, “ah it’s so nice to see you.”

he puts his one arm around your waist and brings the other to stroke your hair, “we were together in the afternoon dummy.”

you look up at him with your arms still around him, “yeah but it’s nice to see you here, so randomly.” you place a kiss on his lip, “whatchu doing here at this hour?”

“i just couldn’t sleep so i got out for a breather. i could ask you the same though.”

you pull away from him and sit on the swing, him doing the same and sitting on the one besides yours, “i just submitted the assignment and i had to get a drink.” you offer him your drink and he accepts it.

“you should rest though, don’t you have practice early in the morning tomorrow?” he sighs and closes his eyes after handing you your drink, “yeah, but i can’t stop thinking about stuffs for some reason.”

he lets his thoughts out and you both talk for quite a while after that.

“why don’t you come over then?” he looks at you after your suggestion, "you said you were having trouble sleeping, we can go over to my place and i’ll make you tea which can help you relax. and we could spend more time together.”

he cracks a smile and nods, “yeah i’d very much like that.”

you get on your feet, “great then, come one my boy.” you hold out your hand for him which he takes and gets up from the swing. he intertwines your finger as you walk out the park after you throw the plastic cup in a near bin.

“ugh i feel tired.” you whine as you rest your head on him. “why did you even come out then, you should’ve just gone to bed you know.”

you look at him and scoff, “yeah and you still would have been in that park alone. be glad i came out.” he playfully rolls his eyes, “of course, i am oh so glad for that.”

“keep taking with that sarcastic tone and i will leave you to chill out here.”

“you love me too much to do that and you know it.” he looks at you with a smirk on his pretty face.

“you’re lucky you look good or i would have killed you by now.”

“you’re lucky i love you babe or who knows where i would have thrown your body.”

you gasp and hit on his arm, “sae! that is so mean of you.”

he chuckles, a smile on his face which instantly melts your heart. you are so glad he doesn’t show that pretty smile of his around other people or you’d have to poke so many eyes of other people to prevent them from seeing such a beautiful sight.

“i’m kidding babe.” he cups one side and kisses your lips. you kiss him back almost immediately, grabbing on the collar of his sweatshirt to pull him closer to yourself.

no matter how many times you get to taste him, you could never get enough of him. you place your one hand on the back of his neck and tilt your head, deepening the kiss.

you pull away, just enough to look at his face and smile seeing the soft expression on his face that only you could see.

“come on pretty boy, let’s go home.” he places another soft kiss on your lips and takes your hand on his, “let’s go, love.”

#itoshi sae #bllk x you #bllk imagines #blue lock x reader #sae itoshi x reader #bllk fluff #blue lock #blue lock x you

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malegains · 6 months

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Week 1: My boyfriend got this new supplement for me to try. I'm just here on a track scholarship, but he's taking organic chemistry, so he probably knows what he's talking about. He says it would really help my 500 time if I can strengthen my legs.

Week 3: My legs are definitely stronger, but so is everything else. I gained 40 pounds already, up from 147... I've been fighting these hunger cravings, but I can't help indulging sometimes. It's like the stuff is soaking up my fat. I might have to up calories soon, though. These injections take so much out of me, I barely have the energy to run. Half an hour of light weightlifting with my boyfriend is all I can manage

Week 6: I caved. I couldn't help it any more, I was just so hungry. Boyfriend says it's normal, and that if I stay the course and finish the regiment I'll be able to run again. He says if I don't, my metabolism will spike and I'll lose everything, but he looked away when he said that. At least he's helping keep me satiated. 246 pounds this morning, but who knows how much is food

Week 10: 318 pounds… My boyfriend must have been dead wrong when he sweet talked me into trying this. Or else he knew and just didn't tell me... I bought a shirt yesterday: 4XL. I didn't want to buy a second because I don't know when I'll need to replace it. At this rate I’ll be in 5XL by next week. Will I ever run again? Will I ever stop growing? I don't know if I care. All I think about is food. I ache so bad after each meal, but it only goes away when I lift. It's like an orgasm hits me whenever I hit failure and I have to grind a rep back down safe. And then I'm hungry again. Only two weeks left. I don't know what's going to happen to me.

Fuck it. My body's already ruined, I'm gonna GORGE. Let's see what gives first: my appetite or my skin

Week 14: I think it finally stopped. Only three pounds gained last week, bringing me to 416. The gut is receding fast as we taper down the calories, though, so I might still be growing a lot more than I realize. Running? I can barely walk anymore.

My boyfriend says he can afford another 12-week cycle. Now we just have to decide who gets it.

- story and images submitted by the depraved genius SpaceWerewolf, you can and should read his muscle growth epic fantasy/romance/horror The Problem with Patrons right now. Click it! Click the title!

#ai muscle growth #muscle growth story #male muscle growth #ai muscle #muscle

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irritable-bowel-showdown · 11 months

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Welcome one and all to the Irritable Bowel Showdown (or IBS)

Does your favorite character spend too much time sobbing on the toilet? Do they go through the entire roll, or conversely, not nearly enough of it?? Are they the unfortunate and frequent victim of an Ominous Rumbly Tummy Ache??? Do they just give off those vibes????

Then this is the tournament for you!!! We’re here to find who has the most bathroom trouble energy!!! (Submission link and rules below)

Rules and regulations:

Submit as many characters as you’d like, but please do not submit the same character multiple times (convincing others to submit them is encouraged though)

You can absolutely submit characters just off of vibes!!! However, having actual canon gastrointestinal issues is an easy ticket into the tournament.

EDIT: okay so the “instant admission” clause was a little bold of me, especially because “GI issues” is sort of vague, but I will still try my best to give characters with canon bowel issues priority!!!

Fictional characters only (I could be convinced to accept a real person if it’s funny, but don’t bet on it)

I will not be accepting Harry Potter characters. Otherwise, I don’t have any other rules on fandoms as of right now, and I plan to be pretty loose (hehe) with submissions.

However, I reserve the right to include or exclude characters as I see fit.

I’m unsure how many characters will participate or how seeding will happen, but I will figure it out once submissions close.

In case it is not clear, there will be dumb bathroom humor involved. Nothing super gross or graphic though, please.

Finally, please be kind, both to myself and to your fellow participants :)

Submission link:

(EDIT: I know the “yes” option for canon GI issues in the form says “instant admission”, but depending on submission volume and justifications I may not actually be able to promise that. Sorry!! I’ll still try my best though, thank you for your understanding!)

Submissions will be open until June 29, 4pm UTC (subject to change)

Tags:

Poll tag: #irritable bowel showdown

Asks tag: #ibs qna

Propaganda tag: #plopaganda

Other tournament reblog tag: #other polls

Liveblogging reading propaganda: #submission liveblog

Stuff not related to the tournament: #not a poll

…and more to be added if necessary. Feel free to blacklist/whitelist as needed!

That’s it! See you all in the ring!! Or the stall!!! Whatever!!!!

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liivzen · 5 months

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Hiii i saw your requests are open. So i have a little something. So, I've had this daydream about post-war levi, where he has a cozy little tea shop. The reader, who is a law student, goes there to study quite frequently. She basically went there for the ambiance and kept going for the owner, if you get me :p. So yeah, it is obvious to lev that she has a crush on him, and you know you know, they talk and all that and one thing leads to another. I hope this isn't too detailed. You can let out anything you're not comfortable with, of course. Lots of luvv ~~

bruh i seriously i have an issue with tumblr. they deleated my draft i had for this. BUT ANYWAYS HIIIIIII, you’re the first person to have a request everrrr! Im so happy someone finally submitted something! I hope this is something that you like, i wish i could’ve wrote more but i am busy with finals (fucking kms). I hope i can expand on this soon though:)

nothing nsfw for now but hopefully we’ll expand on that as well 😏 Also mind the grammar or errors of any kind, I am not an english major for a reason.

You sat in a chair at a small table against the window of the little tea shop in town. Your books scattered around the table, but with no actual work getting done though however. You’re attention was on the man behind the counter with his back facing towards you making a tea for a fellow customer.

This isnt isnt the first time you’ve been at the tea shop. You started coming just to study and enjoy a tea or two. Now you stay for a completely different reason, or well person. You couldn't help put stare at his defined back, his sleeves rolled to his forarms and hands moving with skill.

Unknown to you, Levi could feel your stare, and has been feeling them for months. He could feel you staring at him right now, he tries ignoring it but in the end he always turns around and makes brief eye contact with you. You quickly looked away, breaking the eye contact and pretend to work on whatever was in front of you.

You keep working, sort of, while stealing quick glances to the man. This goes on until it starts to get dark outside and you can tell the owner is starting to clean up the shop. He slowly finishes wiping down a table next to yours and you try not to stare by pretending to work. He slowly makes it to your table now and clears his throat looking at you.

You peek up through your eyelashes before he starts saying something.

“Miss, the shop is about to close.” He says softly, looking into your eyes.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I’ll clean up and get out of your way.” You replied back to him, starting to pack up your stuff into the your satchel. He nods at you as a thanks, but not before setting something on the table. Confused, you pick it up.

‘come to the shop on Sunday, 6 o’clock’

You think for a second, wondering why you might have gotten this. Then your brain clicks, the shop is closed on Sundays. Heat starts to rise to your face as you look over to the man again, he’s back behind the counter, back to you cleaning tea cups. You grabbed your satchel and walk over to the counter, this time your the one to clear your throat.

“Um, can I ask you your name sir?” You ask him politely. He turns around, cup and rag in hand.

“It’s Levi.” He responds, while still cleaning the cup. You nod your head at his response, shifting on your feet nervously.

“Can I ask why you left this note Levi.” You prompt him, saying his name with a soft tone. This time he sets the tea cup down and leaning on the counter slightly.

“Well I was hoping I could see the pretty girl thats always in my shop, but on her own.” He replied with a bit of red on his cheek as well. You hum at his answer, thinking about what you’re going to respond with. After a moment of silence Levi opens his mouth,

“If you’re not comfortable-“

“Ok, Mr. Levi.” You interrupt him before he can get his full sentence out. He stares at you for a second and nods his head.

“Ok then, I’ll see you sunday then?” He clarifies.

“I’ll see you on Sunday Mr.Levi.” You smile at him, a small blush on your face. You turn around and start to walk out the door, the little bell atop it chiming when it’s opened. You turn your head over your shoulder one last time and wave at him. Levi gives a small smile back, hands returning to clean tea cups. Walking out with a blush and a smile on your face you have one little thing on your mind now, nothing related to school work.

You have a date this Sunday.

#levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman #attack on titan #attack on titan x reader #levi aot #aot x reader #post-war levi #livanswers #ily

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alphabetboyluvr · 8 months

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Bad Decisions | Drabble Requests: OPEN!

To celebrate Bad Decisions hitting 500k over on wattpad, I am opening requests for drabbles/shorts for a limited time!!

🪩 - WHAT YOU’LL DO | submit an ask with a scenario / prompt / idea request for our BD couple, or other characters within the story. pls try not to make it tooooo detailed, as it makes it harder to write. a quick sentence or bulletpoints work fine! 🪩 - WHAT I’LL DO | write around 500 words based on your prompt. 🪩 - REQUEST GUIDELINES | you can request any time point in their friendship / situationship / whatever you wanna call it. If you want deeper exploration on specific already-published scenes, i’m happy to do that, or if you want something we’ve not seen entirely, that’s fine too. 🪩 - FLUFF | is my priority with the requests!! Slice of life!! Domestic star couple!! A little cuteness <3 🪩 - SMUT | As their dynamic is established already, you know their limits in terms of the 18+ stuff so I don’t think I need to do any warnings there. I’ll only accept 18+ requests from non-anon blogs where the requester's age is clearly indicated!! 🪩 - PLEASE NOTE | this is for BAD DECISIONS only (!!) just as a little thank you for the support that's been shown for the story. i’m very appreciative and grateful for the community of glitter girlies we now have <33 it’s definitely been the highlight of my writing journey so far. I likely won’t be able to get to all the requests (it’s my final quiet week at work, but i’m v busy outside work this week!! life </333), which is why i’m keeping them short (as if i’ve ever been able to do that in the past lmao). I have a couple of requests already lurking around in my ask box that I was saving up, so i’ll find those too!! I’ll link all of the completed drabbles below!

REQUEST STATUS | 🪩 open 🪩

COMPLETED:

🪩 - JK rambles on about glitter, and you, and the fact that no one else compares. Jimin pretends to listen. | pre-birds | wc: 800

🪩 - Danbi walks dogs (and miles through Taehyung's damn head) | pre-relationship | wc: 700

🪩 -

#bts fanfic #bts masterlist #byholly #jungkook fanfic #namjoon fanfic #jungkook fanfiction #jungkook angst #jungkook smut #jungkook ff #jk ff #jungkook masterlist #jungkook x reader #jungkook drabbles #bad decisions #bd!jk #dappleddaisies #bd!drabbles

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alyssaforevermore · 3 months

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Unearthed ↦ Daryl Dixon season one, part seven

Synopsis: Based on the events of The Walking Dead television series, Y/N Grimes, younger sister of Rick Grimes, attempts to survive in a world now inhabited by walkers. Family has always meant everything to her, but in this new world, can she keep her family safe and together?

Show: The Walking Dead (S1-S11)

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x fem!Reader

Warnings: coarse language, violence, character deaths, drug and alcohol references, series spoilers and general The Walking Dead content warnings!

TW FOR SA AT THE END OF THIS CHAPTER!! This specific scene will be following material from the show and I tried to avoid details, but please take care of yourself and skip that final bit if needed.

Tags: @1ivinqdeadqir1 @callmeyn @thegeorgiahuntsman @mellxander1993 @bigbaldheadname @cjmonsterwolf @abbi23323 @actuallyklee @lanxsee @livingdeadblondequeen @sweetz1919 @moonmark98 @sarahbaker2010

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“Daryl, cover the back!” Shane commanded. “Everyone inside, now.”

You all pushed through the doors, entering a main lobby that was completely empty.

“Hello?” Rick called out, the sound of a gun cocking caught your attention.

An older man stood in the doorway, rifle in hand. “Anybody infected?”

“One of our group was. He didn’t make it.” Rick confessed.

“Why are you here?” The man asked. “What do you want?”

“A chance.”

“That's asking an awful lot these days.”

Rick nodded, shifting his feet. “I know.”

The man looked everyone over for a moment, letting out a sigh. “You all submit to a blood test. That’s the price of admission.”

Rick nodded. “We can do that.”

The man lowered his gun. “If you’ve got stuff to bring in, do it now. Once this door closes it stays closed.”

Already having all you needed, you followed the man towards an elevator. He swiped his access card and it opened, him ushering you all in ahead of him.

“VI, seal the main entrance. Kill the power up here.”

He pressed a button, the elevator kicking into gear with a small beep.

Rick held out his hand. “Rick Grimes.”

The man looked down at Rick’s hand before looking away. “Dr. Edwin Jenner.”

“Doctors always go around packing heat like that?” Daryl asked.

“There were plenty left lying around. I familiarized myself, but you all look harmless enough.” Dr. Jenner spoke, before looking down at Carl. “Except for you, I’ll have to keep an eye on you.”

Carl smiled, looking up at his mother.

The elevator came to a stop, the doors slowly creeping open. Dr. Jenner stepped off and you all followed close behind.

“Are we underground?” Carol asked.

Dr. Jenner looked at her. “Are you claustrophobic?”

She nodded. “A little bit.”

“Try not to think about it.” He responded, his tone cold.

You all came to a large dark room, Dr. Jenner asked “VI” to power on the lights. Then, he turned to you all.

“Welcome to Zone Five.”

You looked around the room. “Where is everybody? The other doctors, the staff?”

“It’s just me here.”

“What about the person you were speaking with? VI?” Lori asked.

Dr. Jenner smiled. “VI, say hello to our guests. Tell them ‘welcome’.”

“Hello guests. Welcome.”

His face fell as he looked back at your group. “I’m all that’s left. I’m sorry.”

You didn’t want to push right away, but you couldn’t help but wonder where everyone else had gone. Did they leave? Did they die and turn? Was this place as safe as you’d all thought?

Dr. Jenner began taking blood from each person in your group. The last up was Andrea.

“What’s the point of this?” She asked. “If we were infected, we’d all be running a fever.”

“I’ve already broken every rule in the book by letting you in here.” Dr. Jenner responded. “At least let me be thorough.”

Andrea nodded. “Fair enough.”

When Dr. Jenner was finished taking her blood, Andrea stood up, her knees immediately giving out. You caught her before she could fall, Andrea slowly regaining her senses.

“Are you okay?” Jacqui asked.

Andrea nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Jacqui turned to Dr. Jenner. “She hasn’t eaten in days. None of us have.”

Looking between the members of your group, Dr. Jenner gave you a soft smile. “I think we can fix that.”

…

You sat at a large dining table with your group, laughing as your nephew took his first sip of wine. The boy recoiled, sticking out his tongue as he handed the glass to his mother.

“That’s disgusting.”

Lori smiled, pouring the wine into her own glass. “That’s my boy.”

“Well, just stick to soda pop there, bud.” Shane smiled.

Daryl pointed across the table. “Not you, Glenn.”

“What?”

“Keep drinking, little man. I want to see how red your face can get.”

Everyone continued to laugh and enjoy their first real meal in months. You couldn’t help but soak in the looks on their faces; you had begun to feel as though this kind of joy was impossible now.

Rick stood up, tapping his fork against his glass. “It seems to me we haven't thanked our host properly.”

“He’s more than just our host.” T-Dog gleamed.

Daryl held his glass in the air. “Here’s to you, Doc, booyah!”

You held out your glass for a moment, slowly bringing it back towards your lips and taking a sip. Across the table, you noticed Shane, his brows furrowed as he was slumped in his seat.

Shane cleared his throat, sitting up straight. “So when are you gonna tell us what the Hell happened here, Doc? All the other doctors that were supposed to be figuring out what happened, where are they?”

“Is this really the time for that?” You asked. “Can’t we just enjoy this moment?”

“Whoa, wait a second. This is why we’re here, right? This was Rick’s move—supposed to find all the answers.” Shane responded. “Instead we found him. Found one man, why?”

“Well, when things got bad, a lot of people just left,” Dr. Jenner explained. “Went off to be with their families. And when things got worse, when the military cordon got overrun, the rest bolted.”

“Every last one?”

“No, many couldn’t face walking out the door. They opted out. There was a rash of suicides. That was a bad time.”

“You didn’t leave.” Andrea whispered. “Why?”

“I just kept working, hoping to do some good.”

The room fell silent for what felt like forever, everyone taking in his words. If the members of the CDC had given up so soon, how were any of them to believe there was any hope?

“Dude,” Glenn spoke. “You are such a buzzkill.”

The rest of your meal was mostly spent in silence. Dr. Jenner then showed you to the dorms, everyone piling into their own rooms. He’d mentioned hot water, and you absolutely could not wait to have a shower.

You placed your bag on the bed, unzipping it and removing a hair brush. That was one of the things you’d kept close since the world ended. You could still remember your mother brushing your hair after each bath when you were a little girl, a small comfort that meant the world to you, especially now.

Grabbing a change of clothes, you headed into the small bathroom of your dorm.

…

Later that evening, you decided to leave your dorm, wanting to visit the rec room. You hoped there might be some good books there; it had been weeks since you’d finished the last one you’d managed to bring with you to the quarry.

You exited the room, your body instantly colliding with someone else's.

“Shit,” You mumbled, looking up. “I’m sorry.”

Daryl eyed you, opening his mouth to speak. He quickly closed it, taking a moment before finally deciding to respond. “It’s fine.”

“Is everyone else asleep already?”

He shrugged. “I haven’t seen anyone.”

You looked down, noticing a bottle of wine in his hands. He seemed to notice, letting out a sigh as he handed you the bottle.

“Thank you.” You smiled, taking a sip.

Daryl shifted his feet, his eyes locked on the floor. “What do you think about all this?”

You raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“Everyone abandoned this place.” Daryl spoke. “What does that tell you?”

“It tells me that he’s no closer to finding a cure than they were when the world went to shit.” You sighed, taking another sip before passing Daryl back the bottle. “Look, I’m thankful we have a place to sleep tonight, but I really don’t think we’re gonna get the answers we came here for.”

“You think we should’ve followed Shane’s plan?”

This question took you aback and you weren’t entirely sure how to answer it. In your head you felt this was a dead end, but you knew you’d have gone wherever Rick had wanted to go.

“I think it’s still an option.” You shrugged. “Sure, we’re low on gas but surely we can find some somewhere. Enough to get us all to Fort Benning. What do you think?”

Daryl looked confused. “What do I think?”

You nodded. “I mean, I know you probably still wonder where Merle could be. I know I would. If this place doesn’t work out how we wanted, would you come with us?”

There was a small silence between the two of you. “Maybe it’d be better if I didn’t.”

“Better for who?”

“In all this time I’ve been with this group, you’re the first person who’s asked where I stand.” Daryl confessed, taking a sip of the wine. “I think everyone would be better off if I just went to look for my brother.”

You couldn’t help but frown. “Like it or not, you’re one of us. You see things differently than we do, and sometimes, that’s a good thing. If you want to go, I won’t stop you, but I’d feel better if you stayed with us.”

A small smile crept across his face, though you could tell he was trying to hide it. “Even after this morning?”

“You saved my life last night.” You responded. “I get where you were coming from with Jim. I think we all do. Sometimes it’s just not so easy, you know?”

Daryl nodded, handing you back the bottle. “I’m gon’ head to bed.”

You nodded, watching him as he slowly disappeared down the hall. There was a calmness falling over you. For the first time since you’d met Daryl, you were beginning to believe there was some good he was hiding beneath the surface. As much as you felt awful for thinking it, maybe he was better off without Merle around?

The sound of a door slamming shut down the hall caught your attention. You knew it came from the direction of the rec room, so you slowly made your way over. When you placed your hand on the doorknob, you began to hear faint whispers.

“I love you.” Shane spoke.

“No, you’re drunk.” You froze, Lori’s voice catching you off guard.

“And I know there were some things that say that you love me, too. Because there’s no way that you could’ve been with me the way that you were.”

You could feel your heart shattering into a million pieces. How had you missed this all this time? When did this even start?

“Shane.” Lori spoke. “Shane!”

“Just, stop.” He continued. “You love me.”

“Get your hands off me.”

“I love you. There’s nobody here.”

“Stop it!”

With that, you swung the door open, just as Lori scratched Shane’s neck. He pulled away from her, taking a moment before looking behind him; right at you. The silence was deafening, a million different things running through each of your minds.

“I think you should go, Shane.” You finally choked out.

Shane looked back at Lori for a moment, taking a deep breath before pushing past you and out of the room.

Lori’s eyes locked on to yours, her eyes filled with tears as she searched for the words to say. She wasn’t sure how much you’d heard.

You looked back in the hallway, making sure Shane was out of sight before you closed the door. As you stepped towards Lori, she tensed up, trying her best to keep her eyes on you.

“Are you okay?” You whispered.

Lori stood there for a moment, letting her feelings sink in. “I-I think so.”

You nodded. “I’ll walk you back to your room.”

“Y/N-”

“Please, don’t.” You whispered. “We don’t have to talk about it right now.”

In that moment, Lori knew that you’d heard enough. As much as you wanted answers, your main focus was getting her safely back to her room.

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AN: I didn't exactly plan to include that scene, but writing this chapter just slowly took me in that direction. It also sets up a lot for season two, including Reader's feelings about Shane and her internal conflict over if/how she should tell Rick. I won't get into spoilers with those plans, but you'll see later. The final chapter of season one should be out later this week. If you'd like to request to be tagged in future chapters, you can do so here. Please be sure to like and reblog <3

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nickfowlerrr · 2 years

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Bella !! I just realized I submitted a req to the wrong acc 😭😭 by any chance—are you up to writing Drabbles or request for your PWYC series? I just reread it and omg I very much miss our dirty rough and tough biker Bucky ✨😭 anyways! Here is my silly lil request:

Imagine this: reader stumbles across a specific kink, (praise kink, daddy kink, degradation kink, knife kink, chase kink, whatever one you can come up with!) but she’s too nervous to bring it up to Bucky! Though, she forgets that Bucky can feel/sense her emotions through the ✨soulmate bond✨. When Bucky figures it out—he’s a lil pissed/sad that his pretty girl didn’t just tell him. So—he starts to do little things to trigger her new secret kink. He just can’t help it! He loves the way she blushes (when he calls her good girl, does shit with knives, you get it!) But suddenly Bucky can’t take it anymore—he pounces! Next thing ya know our lovely pair of soulmates are screwing!

I know it’s a bit long but I just desperately love this series ! Keep up the great work lovie!! ~🐰🎀

the thrill of it all

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pairing: pwyc!bucky x curvy!reader (dark!soulmate au)

warnings: 18+ ONLY. smut. chase kink, choking, primal play-ish?. probably forgetting stuff, please let me know if you come across something that should be added.

words: 5.5k

notes: thank you for sending this in, and sorry it took ages. it’s not exactly what you asked for 😓 but i hope you enjoy it! 🖤🖤🖤 i didn’t reread this bc i’m about to pass out but i promised i’d post it tonight so it’s going up rn and i’ll go over it tomorrow to fix anything i think needs fixing lol. fingers crossed it’s cohesive 💀 as always, reblogs and comments are very much appreciated! thank you for reading.

Getting home from the grocery store, you were surprised to find your laptop sitting half open on the table in the kitchen. You remembered you’d been reading on it this morning as you ate breakfast, but you could have sworn you’d shut it when you left. You set the bags down and went to the table, opening the computer the rest of the way. It was still on the story you had been reading earlier and you felt yourself warm up not only at the idea that you left it open so carelessly, but also at the content itself. Smut.

A reader being chased through the woods by her boyfriend who also happened to be a demon. You’d had to leave before you got to the inevitable, the part where he’d stop toying with her and finally catch her. To have his way with her on the forest floor, the moonlight shining down on them as he took her apart.. You were getting flustered just thinking about it.

You’d have been mortified if Bucky had seen it and you were grateful he wasn’t home to have stumbled upon your latest reading material.

It was so…kinky. And you hadn’t talked to him about any of your new self discoveries or ‘interests’ so to speak. You hated it but you were truthfully a little ashamed. Embarrassed. You knew it’d probably be in your best interest to talk to him about it, but you kept talking yourself out of doing so. Convinced yourself that it wasn’t that big of a deal. Though if it wasn’t, why were you so concerned with keeping your fantasies to yourself. If you knew Bucky, you knew he’d want to help you fulfill any fantasy that crossed your pretty little mind, but still the thought of having to bring it up yourself was just too daunting. You were fine just reading your kinky erotica and not having to ask Bucky to act it out with you. Really. Though your occasional daydream about doing just that was popping up more and more frequently, you didn’t bring it up. How weird would it be to tell him you essentially wanted him to hunt you, chase you, pin you down and just completely ravish you…God, the thought of it was getting you hot all over again.

You had closed your laptop and set it aside as you started taking the groceries out of their bags and putting them away. Your eyes went wide as you heard Bucky’s footsteps, the ones you only heard when he wanted you to, coming down the stairs. How long had he been home? And did he happen to have come into the kitchen..did he open your laptop? Immediately you worried that he had at the very least looked at it. You swallowed hard but kept focused on your task, putting the food away where it belonged. You would just wait and see if he said anything, no way you’d bring it up first and make yourself seem suspicious. He came into the kitchen without a word and leaned back against the counter as he watched you put the last few items away, his arms crossed over his wellbuilt chest.

“Hey,” you greeted, throwing him a quick glance over your shoulder. “Thought you said you had a meeting with Stark today?”

“Something came up, we had to reschedule.”

“Oh. So, when’d you get home?” you asked, hoping you sounded nonchalant.

“Not that long ago,” he answered vaguely. You narrowed your eyes at his avoidance of a real answer before you turned around to look at him.

“I didn’t see your bike when I pulled in,” you alluded.

“It’s in the garage. I’m about to give it a tune up.” He kept his eyes on you, his gaze heavy and slightly unnerving. You hummed in response as you stared back, trying to suss out why he was being so weird. There, of course, was an obvious answer, but you wished he’d just come out and tell you what he was thinking.

“You left your laptop down here,” he said, nodding in the direction of where it laid on the table.

“I saw. Did you..were you on it?” you asked, again trying to sound like you didn’t care one way or the other.

He shook his head vaguely as he rubbed the stubble along his jaw.

“Just saw it when I came in earlier,”

You subconsciously let out a breath of relief, nodding at him.

“Why?” he questioned, his eyes never leaving you, even as you looked down. “You hiding something from me, sweetheart?”

Your eyes shot up again at his question. “What?” you laughed nervously. “No.”

He pushed off the counter and started to walk toward you as you stayed in your spot and watched him.

“Good,” he said as he got closer, closing the distance between you. His hands came up to cup your face, taking you by surprise as he suddenly pulled you in for a fervent kiss, eventually breaking it to look you in the eyes again. He kept your face in his hands, forcing you to hold his gaze as your hands found his wrists. “I don’t want you keeping anything from me, got it?”

You swallowed hard before you nodded lightly.

“Got it,” you breathed.

He looked at you a moment longer, his thumbs brushing the soft skin of your cheeks gently before he slipped away. His gaze was even more heated now and you had a renewed sense that he was clearly lying when he said he hadn’t been on your laptop. Why else would he have been acting so weird? Telling you not to keep things from him. He had to have seen something.

You weren’t sure why you were so embarrassed by him finding out about your newly realized kink, but you were. Bucky had seen you at your most vulnerable countless times at this point, in as many compromising positions as you could think of. But you’d never really been entirely comfortable talking about or asking for specific things from him when it came to sex. He certainly loved when you were vocal, crying for him, and he loved hearing you ask him for exactly what you wanted, but you were usually forced to verbalize those things lest he just continue torturing you with tantalizing but unfulfilling touches until you used your words, face hot even as your neediness tried to overpower your mortification. You were still relatively inexperienced and even morso when it came to the kinker side of being intimate.

You really never even thought of yourself as kinky, but since Bucky, you couldn’t deny the dirty thoughts that would run through your head, or the tags you’d go searching through when you’d look for new erotica to read.

You knew in reality that Bucky would love it if you came to him with ideas for things you’d want to try with him, but you just couldn’t get past the embarrassment to bring it up. Hell, you’d only very recently started to even just initiate sex with him and that took a helluva lot to get comfortable with.

It took constant reassurance from Bucky that any time you found yourself getting worked up for him, all you had to do was let him know. Weeks of finding yourself flustered and wanting when you’d catch him working on his bike or on a car in the garage… in the kitchen cooking dinner for you… even just cuddling you tight on the couch... or fresh out of the shower as he was getting ready.. You often forgot he could so easily tell when you were turned on. He could feel the way your heart would flutter and the change in your breathing. He’d shoot you a cocky smirk and you’d go wide eyed and make yourself scarce before he could really call you out on it.

Though half the time he’d catch you before you could get far and you’d find yourself naked and full of him in no time at all, always ending the night with him reminding you that anytime you wanted him all you had to do was ask. It took awhile for you to do so uninhibited, but when he finally pleaded for you to just tell him, you realized not only how badly he needed you to, but also how freeing it felt to not stifle your need for him, either.

That day had been a big eye opener for you, and you thought back on it in vivid and arousing detail as you stood in the kitchen. That was the day you’d realized exactly what it was that got you so worked up. It hadn’t been the first time you’d felt cornered or caught by him, but it suddenly clicked that that was what made certain memories stand out in your mind when you thought back on the most memorable times you’d been intimate with Bucky.

The uninhibited passion. Raw desire for one another. The possession. The chase.

He’d just gotten out of the shower and you were admiring his form as he walked toward the closet while you were folding your laundry across the room. The way his muscles flexed as he moved, looking through his shirts for something to put on, was distracting to say the least. All of him was distracting. He was just so beautiful. You knew you were staring, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. That was until you were pulled out of your head by his blue eyes shooting to you as he turned around suddenly. You quickly looked away and finished putting your panties in your drawer before you took the empty basket and made to leave the room. You avoided his eye as he neared you, trying to just go get the next load of your clothes from the dryer and act like you weren’t just ogling him and longing for his attention. He got closer still and stepped right in front of you, blocking you from moving. You took a step back as you found the nerve to look up at him. His eyes were set on you and you couldn’t look away from his heated gaze. You tried to move around him, but he moved insync with you, continuing to block your way. You huffed before trying again, but he followed your steps and this time took the basket from your hands as he threw it to the side. You were taken aback at the swift action, and froze as he took a step closer.

“What are you doing?” you tutted.

He didn’t answer and only took another step toward you, as you took one back. You felt cornered. You felt like prey. You eyed the door and narrowed your eyes at him before you made to run for it. It was futile, you knew it would be, but you screamed none the less as he took you off your feet, grabbing you by your waist and pulling you back against his chest. His lips were near your ear as he spoke, “Where do you think you’re going, sweetheart?”

You couldn’t keep yourself from leaning back into his warmth as you placed your hands over his still holding you. You wanted him even more now, the thrill adding to the desire that was already there. He spun you around and pushed you up against the wall. His eyes were filled with desire, much the same as yours, you were sure.

“Need you to tell me you want me, princess. I need to hear it, I need to hear you say it.” He nuzzled against you as he spoke, keeping you pinned against the wall of your shared bedroom, nothing but his towel on as he stood before you. You nodded softly against him in turn.

“I want you,” you whispered before repeating yourself with more confidence, assuring him, “I want you. Right now.”

He crashed his lips against yours, his hunger for you evident in his kiss. He was going to devour you and you longed for nothing more as he kept you caged against the wall. You continued making out as Bucky pulled at you and removed your clothes in a fit, like he couldn’t get you bare to him fast enough.

He lifted you up and you instinctively wrapped your thick legs around him, your arms winding behind his neck. He carried you effortlessly to the bed where you spent the rest of your afternoon, completely consumed by him.

From then on, you'd made more of an effort in initiating things, and it was nice, you couldn’t lie. Owning your desires and letting Bucky know when you were feeling frisky was kind of empowering. You just weren’t sure you were ready to own and speak aloud your kinkier desires just yet. You were still learning and exploring what you liked on your own, and though you’d occasionally consider talking to Bucky about some of these things, you’d always get shy and end up too nervous to bring it up.

You found yourself almost hoping that he had seen what you were reading and that he’d bring it up so you wouldn’t have to. It wasn’t the most mature way to go about things, but at least you’d get it over with sooner and stop feeling like a teenager trying to hide porn from their parents.

Bucky didn’t make the connection right away. Sure, he’d noticed you would get more turned on when he’d corner you and cage you in, and the times you’d try to avoid him and put on a little game of cat and mouse, you would be damn near dripping for him when he’d finally get his hands on you. But he hadn’t ever put two and two together. It wasn’t until he stumbled upon your laptop you’d left in the kitchen. Was it an invasion of privacy? Maybe. But he was curious as to what you had been doing on it. You’d been glued to the screen all of last night until he was finally getting into bed. Your laptop had snapped shut and you set it on your bedside table in a flash like you’d been waiting for him all night. You crawled over to him the second he sat on the edge of the bed and he was pleasantly surprised when you looked up at him, lust swimming in your eyes as you tentatively moved to palm him through his sweats. He raised an eyebrow at you, his lips parting, but didn’t say anything as he leaned further back onto the bed. You pulled down on the top of his pants and he helped you get them down just enough for his cock to slip out past the waistband.

You wasted no time and took him into your mouth right away, moaning as you felt him stiffen further in your mouth. You took your time pleasuring him, bobbing up and down while twirling your tongue around his length as best you could, his hand fisted in your hair and grunts and curses were falling freely from his lips as you sucked. He almost came before he pulled you off of him and you gave him a pout at the loss, wiping some of the spit off your lips as you looked up at him.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” he panted. “Where the hell did that come from? Not that I’m complaining,” he smirked dopily.

You shrugged as you stared up at him, “Just want you.” Your words brought a proud smile to his face and with that he pulled you up and smashed his lips to yours, meanwhile you shimmied off your shorts and panties as quickly as you could while he held you to him.

You were near insatiable last night and he knew whatever it was you’d been doing on your laptop had something to do with it. He could sense you getting flustered even before he’d entered the room, your heart racing faster, a sense of anticipation and excitement taking over you. He’d let it go the first time he noticed, got more curious the second, but after last night, he decided he needed to see what it was that was getting you so worked up, since he knew you wouldn’t be the one to tell him.

It was really just a coincidence that Stark had to reschedule the meeting they had set and he got home early. But one that worked in his favor. You weren’t home and your laptop was just sitting there, like it was begging him to take a look at what was on your screen. It was closed, sure, but easy enough to open.

He typed in the password he knew you used for everything and got in on the first try.

His eyes scanned the text on the screen, trying to get a sense of what exactly you’d been reading. There was another tab open and when he clicked on it, he was brought to a blog page. Your blog page apparently. All the posts were story after erotic story. Just reading the warnings some of them had he quickly realized these were what had been getting you so hot.

There were a lot of kinks littered along your page, but the one that stood out the most was the chase kink. It also appeared the most. And when he thought about it, he wasn’t surprised in the least. Though he was a little disappointed that you felt the need to keep it from him. He was always happy to get kinky with you, and now knowing what you were into, it gave him a few ideas. If you weren’t going to come out and tell him, he’d just get it out of you himself.

He went back to the tab your laptop had been on and sent himself the link to what you’d been reading. He shut the screen but didn’t close it completely as he was distracted by pulling up the page on his phone. He went upstairs to give it a read and figure out what he wanted to do with this new information.

Bucky had been outside working on his bike before he went upstairs for a shower. You had been in the kitchen baking pumpkin bread, making loaf after loaf until the can of pumpkin puree was empty. You figured you could take one to Eva, and maybe bring a couple to the shop for everyone, too. You’d figure it out later, you just wanted to finish up baking them. You were so caught up in mixing the last batch of batter that you didn’t even notice Bucky enter the kitchen until you turned around to grab your wisk, yelping at his unexpected appearance. You placed your hand over your heart as if it would help settle the beating as you steadied your breath.

“Jesus christ, Bucky, why do you do that?” you admonished. He smirked in response.

“You look so cute when you’re all helpless and scared, I can’t help myself.”

You swallowed hard and felt your face grow warm at his words, turning back around to combine the dry ingredients into the wet.

“‘M not helpless,” you argued.

He was behind you in an instant, you gasped at his metal hand on your throat forcing your head back so you could look up at him, eyes wide.

“Aren’t you?” he leered down at you. “Don’t you wanna be? You’ve been keeping secrets from me, pretty girl?” he purred in your ear. “You should know by now I’m always gonna find out what’s going on with you.” You whined pathetically as he tightened his hand around your neck, pulling you closer as he leaned down, your breathing shallow as he kissed your lips, taking advantage of your lips parting again as he flexed his fingers around your throat once more, slipping his tongue inside the warmth of your mouth.

You reached up and grabbed his hair, trying to pull him even closer. His hand slipped from around your neck and slid down your chest, groping your breasts as he breathed into you. His hand drifted lower and made its way under your dress, cold metal grazing the soft skin of your thighs, sending chills up your spine. You moaned into his mouth as he began rubbing at your clothed folds. The sound of the timer going off on the oven made you jump, but Bucky held your waist tight as you reclined into him, his lips moving to your cheek as you breathed deeply.

“I have to get that out,” you breathed as you pushed his hands away from you, reaching for the oven mits before you turned toward the oven. Bucky blocked your way and fixed you with a look.

“Ah-ah,” he tutted. “You’re not gonna get out of this, so might as well talk.”

“Get out of what?” you said, playing dumb. “It’s gonna burn, Bucky, I need to take it out,” you whined.

He turned and opened the oven door, grabbing the loaf pan with his hand.

“Buck,” you gasped before realizing he was using his left hand. “God,” you muttered, shaking your head.

“Worried about me hurting myself, sweetheart?” he teased as he set the pan down on the stove.

“I have to finish this,” you avoided, gesturing to the batter still sitting in the mixing bowl.

“Oh, don’t you worry, princess. We’ll definitely finish this,” he said. You looked up at him from the bowl, biting the side of your tongue in your mouth as he left the room

It was almost two hours later when you’d taken the last loaf out of the oven, the dishes washed and the cooled loaves wrapped, packed, and stored away to give out tomorrow.

You washed your hands, grabbed the load of towels you’d washed earlier from the dryer and headed upstairs.

You entered the bedroom and didn’t find Bucky, but you didn’t think much of it as you went to the bathroom to put the towels where they belong in the cabinet.

As you were on your knees, sliding the folded towels onto the lower shelves, the lights in the bathroom went off.

You bristled at the loss of light and called out into the room, “I’m in here, Bucky!”

No response. You rolled your eyes and got up with a huff. The light switches were by the door leading from the bedroom to the bath so you had to walk across the room to switch them back on. You were stopped in your path as you saw a figure standing across from you in the dark. You screamed in fear at the sight, stumbling back on instinct before your rational mind came back into play.

“Fucking hell, Bucky! It’s not funny,” you cursed. He stayed silent, his face still concealed by the dark, as he took a step to you. You stayed still, breathing heavy as you tried to discern him in the darkness. You pushed past him and got to the door of the toilet, flicking on the switch in there, giving you enough light to see Bucky now.

He kept inching closer and you kept backing away, eyeing him warily. His continued silence was perturbing and the look in his eye was intense and sure.

Every step he took, deliberate. Methodical. Like he was leading you into a trap of some kind.

“Bucky..What are you doing?” you asked. “You’re freaking me out.”

As you made your way back into the bedroom, you realized he had turned the lights off in there, too. “Can you say something, please?!” you snapped. You hadn’t been looking where you were going, and even if you had the light from the bathroom wasn’t giving much of any illumination that far into the bedroom. You tripped over something and only barely caught yourself from falling back on your ass.

“Better watch your step, sweetheart. You’ve read enough scenes like this, I’m sure you know how it goes. One wrong move and it's over. And you wouldn't want it to be over so soon, where's the thrill in that?”

You didn’t know how to respond. You had been pretty sure he’d seen your laptop, but now knowing he really had, you didn’t know what to feel. Though you were thoroughly embarrassed, you were also relieved. And growing more and more excited… He knew and he was playing into it for you already. And he was doing a damn good job, too.

He was nearly on top of you now, backing you into the closed door of your room. You felt that familiar thrill come over you. Your heart picked up speed and you were sure he could tell how aroused you were getting at his predatory gaze.

“Now we both know I can catch you in a heartbeat, so I'm gonna be nice and give you a little head start,”

“What are you-”

“If I were you, princess,” he said as he got closer, your back flush against the door, “I’d run.”

You turned quickly and threw the door open, cursing at the darkness encompassing the whole house. The only light afforded to you were the small night lights at either end of the hall and the candles still burning in the living room down the stairs. As fast as you could without falling, you hurried down the stairs, Bucky’s voice counting down from ten sounding from the bedroom.

You didn’t really think through where you were going, you just went. Instead of heading to the living room, you headed down the hall across from it. You were walking slowly, desperate not to hit your toe on a corner or walk into a wall, the hall pitch black, no lights left on. When you got to the doors leading to the den Bucky mainly used as his office, you saw light coming from inside.

“Boo,” he whispered in your ear just as you moved to reach the handle. You jumped at his voice so close and when you were suddenly pulled back into him, being lifted off your feet as he carried you away from the door, a la texas chainsaw massacre, you shrieked in fear.

“That’s the best you can do? I thought you wanted a chase, pretty girl. Didn’t even try to make it outside. No one else out here but us,” he mused. “Noone’ll hear you scream.”

You were thrashing against him, pushing at his arms, trying with no avail to get him to drop his hold, whimpering as he only tightened his arms around you.

“Mmm,” he hummed against you. “There’s always next time.” He changed his hold on you, lifting your legs into his left arm, holding your back up with his right, essentially cradling you in his arms. You tried to wiggle out of his hold, but he just threw you over his shoulder instead, slapping your ass as he took you to the living room, dropping you unceremoniously onto the couch. The light from the candles glowing and allowing you to see him as he pulled his shirt over his head. The clinking of his belt and the sound of his zipper filled the air as he removed his jeans before he straddled you. You were breathing shallow and you knew you were dripping for him by now as he leaned his face into yours and took your lips into his own, gently nipping your bottom lip before he drifted to your neck. His arms went under you and pulled the zip of your dress down, getting it as much off of you without your assistance as he could. He was impatient and decided to just tear it the rest of the way down the seam as you gasped.

“I’ll get you a new one,” he gruffed as he pulled the sleeves off your arms and threw the dress to the wayside. “You’d forgone a bra, granting him access to your heavy breasts the moment he got the dress off you. His lips descendeded on your pert nipple, his hand squezzing your breast as he pulled and tugged at your other nipple.

“Buck,” you moaned, your hands flitting through his hair, his stubble tickling your sensitive skin. You spread your legs around him and he ground down against you, his hard length throbbing through his underwear. You tugged at his boxers before he pulled away from you to get them down the rest of the way. He tore your own off and before you could complain, kissed your sweet spot and murmured, “Sorry, princess.”

His lips traveled back up your neck before landing on your lips again, tasting you as you parted your mouth for him, wrapping your leg around his waist and whining at the lack of contact you felt.

“Tell me what you want,” he said. You huffed in annoyance but knew you’d have to answer to get what you wanted.

“Want you to fuck me,” you pleaded.

“Whatever you say,” he smiled against your skin.

He took his cock in his hand and ran his tip along your wet slit, spreading your slick around and rubbing himself against your puffy clit, eliciting a moan from you. He teased you for a bit before he slid his tip inside of you. Your eyes closed in pleasure. “Feel good, baby?” he asked.

You nodded fervently as his lips returned to your neck. “More,” you pleaded, your fingers pulling at his hair. He pushed further into you and groaned at the feeling of your silky walls gripping him tight. He rolled his hips against you, setting a rhythm as he rocked into you repeatedly. His cock was rubbing against you in the most delicious way and he was stimulating your clit with his every move. Moans falling from you both as he fucked into you. His hand found your hip as he held you down into the couch, thrusting up into you harsher and harsher the closer he got to his release. The way he was pounding into you had you sliding up the couch with each powerful thrust.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he groaned into your ear as he held himself up above you, his rhythm faltering ever so slightly. The hand he had on your hip traveled to your clit and he expertly rolled it with perfect pressure as you cried out at the heat building hotter and hotter in your core. You felt your body tense as he slid against your g-spot repeatedly.

“Always so fucking tight, goddamnit,” he cursed, fucking you harder. You were unintelligible as you moaned and mewled at the pressure growing until you finally came undone around him. “Fuck,” he roared near your ear, burrying his face in your neck as he let himself go right after you.

You whimpered as his hips stuttered against you, your arms wrapping around him as he laid his weight down on top of you, placing soft kisses along your neck. You were breathing heavy as you ran your hands up and down his back, his weight a comfort as you shut your eyes.

Bucky pulled out of you gently, grabbing tissues off the coffee table to clean you and himself. He sat back on the couch and pulled you against him, kissing your head.

“I need you to know, sweetheart. You don’t need to keep anything from me. Ever. Especially stuff like this. I just want to make you happy. I want to make you feel good.”

“I know,” you murmured. “You know you’re the only person I've ever been with. I just - I didn't know how to approach it. I guess really I was just embarrassed. Maybe a little ashamed. I’d never..even thought about any of this stuff,” you laughed nervously. “It feels..dirty?”

“It’s a kink, princess. They’re pretty common. You’re not fucked up for wanting to be chased around before you fuck. It’s just a turn on, doesn’t say anything about your morality.”

You leaned your head against him as he rubbed your arm.

“You come across any other kinks you wanna try, you just let me know. You know I’ll do anything for you, pretty girl.”

You smiled softly at that. You knew he would, but it was always nice to hear him remind you of that fact.

“Thank you,” you whispered.

He tilted your chin up so you were looking at him. “I love you,” he told you, leaning down to kiss you softly.

“That was pretty hot,” he said when he pulled away. “We’re definitely going outside next time.” You couldn’t help but smile, a small laugh leaving your lips as you looked at him. “I love you,” you replied, hand coming up to stroke his cheek. “‘M tired,” you mumbled. He lifted you up as effortlessly as ever and moved to carry you up the stairs.

“If you drop me, I swear to god,” you warned him, earning a laugh in return.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, sweetheart.”

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helloooo, I see that the request are open and I finally decided to leave one. can be of kenpachi zaraki x fem s/o, in how kenpachi fell in love with s/o. maybe where the s/o is a complete different person: petite, shy, is a medic.

it can be headcanons or scenario, as it is easier for you. thank you very much if you accept and do it, have a nice day 🤍

Heyy anon c:

Aww this is such a cute idea! There is a similar fic (kenpachi x medic reader; I read it several times) that it inspired me to write this scenario -mixed-headcanon. Also, I wrote this while I was at work lol. Enjoy ❤️😚

So I’ll link it here:

Warning: grammar, fluff, more fluff, Kenny the staller.

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You’re one the most hardworking, caring and kind person in squad 4. Kenny’s men gush over how cute you are when you focus on your work -like your healing abilities

Sometimes they would cat-call you to a point where Kenny would come inside the patient room and bark at them for being too loud and annoying because he right next door lol.

You yelped at his sudden demeanor after he threatened to spar with them if they don’t leave you alone. Yes. That was when you turned and looked up at the big tall man. Speechless at what he said. He looked at you too - with a blank face and walked out the room.

You didn’t know Kenny would defend you from his rowdy men in the room. You should have thanked him for quieting his “hens” but you’re too shy to tell him. The men inside the room were sitting real tight on the bed after what their captain said. Lips zipped shut as you finished healing them.

You knocked on the door and let Kenny know that you’re coming in. He grunted in response and you opened the door. You placed your files, and medical kits on the table.

He watched you from where he sat on the chair. It very quiet in the room. It’s awkward. You haven’t even looked at him since you walked in the room; only focused on what’s in front of you to distract you. His deep exhales fills the room which makes you wonder if you’re trapped inside the room with a lion. But you took a deep breath and walked to the seemingly scary shinigami.

He’s sitting in the stool and his big figure doesn’t make him any more smaller as you’re now standing in front of him. You brought up your stethoscope to his chest and listened to his “pulse” (if shinigami’s have any lol). He looked down at you and at your hand moving it across his chest.

You finished all the proper check-ups before you started to get the gauze wrap to work it around his waist.

“I don’t need that stuff. I’m used to it.”

“…” you almost paused as you walked to him again with the bandage wrap. “The wound is deep, Kenpachi. I…must heal if first.” You said. He grunted in response. It almost sounded like a growl but he submits. You started your healing kido.

The gash on the side of his waist is deep but not too bad, you think. Too focused on your healing, kenpachi js mesmerized by the way you look. You felt his eyes on you. It felt like daggers. But you quickly looked up and saw eyes looking at you,softly. And you quickly looked down.

“Sorry. If I scared you earlier.”

Your eyes widened as you were still healing him. “You…you didn’t scare me. You were just…telling them to stop.” You said still focused on your kido. “Thank you,Kenpachi.” You looked up at the man who acknowledged your gratitude.

A few days past.

Kenpachi would randomly walk in the hospital demanding you to heal him. Sounds rude, I know. Some medics thought it was weird because they can do it. But he’d actually growl at them and threaten to tear them apart if they don’t direct him to you.

Hanataro bravely directed him to an empty room and told him to sit down. Minutes passed you opened the door. It’s Kenpachi. Lately he’s been doing this for a while but you only smiled.

“What..did you do this time, kenpachi?” You softly.

“Hah? What do you mean? I’m hurt..” His face quirked, hiding his intention.

He’s hurt. I thought he was already used to it. You think. “Sure.” You smiled. “Where does it hurt”? You asked.

He lifted up his wrist and showed a bump on it. Like a baby. Without a doubt, you soft hands held his wrist and felt the bumb. A green aura Illuminated your faces and watched the soreness go away.

He never felt such small and soft hands touch opposite of his own. “Oi.”

“Hm?” You looked up and let go of his wrist.

“Thank you.” He looked at you, softly.

“You’re welcome…ask for me whenever you’re injured again” you said softly and giggled.

He grunts in approval and smirked. He watched you when you turned around to pick up your medical kits and files, and left the room. Only remembering the good things you did for him.

“I need to spar with them again.” He mumbled.

#yeah I know but I tried #😭💕#kenpachi x reader #zaraki kenpachi x reader #kenpachi x you #kenpachi zaraki #kenpachi zaraki x reader #bleach imagines #bleach x reader #bleach headcanons #bleach #bleach x y/n

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saintgoths · 1 year

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ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʀᴇɴ

JOEL MILLER X READER - THE SIREN.

WORD COUNT - 3,465.

RATING - 18 [SUPERNATURAL THEMES, SEXUAL FRUSTRATION, FOREPLAY, HAND JOB, ORAL SEX, FACE-SITTING, TONGUE-FUCKING AND ROUGH INTERCOURSE.]

SUMMARY - joel and ellie stumble upon a woman singing in the ocean who is adamant about their stay in the beach.

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Joel and Ellie had successfully escaped from a crowd of infected within their travel to the Fireflies, the light blue sky that had once stalked above them had turned into a dark opaque vault and the two were ready to rest, exhausted by their trip, they had stumbled upon a beach, barely occupied, beautiful but lifeless.

The body of sand that crunched beneath their footwear that had spread towards the frame of the dark ocean, the Sun close to the wet shape, waited to be overtaken by its counterpart the Moon, had reflected its physique contra the sea.

As alluring the surroundings had looked, the sweet melody that had appealed both Ellie and Joel had caught their attention, the tone echoed, and each time the sound recited in their minds it had caused them to hesitatingly guide themselves towards the noise. The palatable smell of food had hit their noses and the sound of fire cracking had begun.

It seemed as if every time they took a step closer, the volume of the singing had increased in a way that seemed magical, as if the singing was playing in their mind instead of it coming from an outer source. Finally aware by the figure that had swam in the body of the ocean, you had seemed too engrossed with your voice to notice that there had been people who had stumbled upon your safe area that were also tied-up and curious in relations to your spectral singing.

“Should we steal from her?” Ellie quietly suggested, her body was still and motionless as if you would straight up attack the both of them if Ellie had moved a single muscle.

By some means, Joel must’ve had the same thought-process as Ellie, not to loot, but uncertain to walk any further in case it triggered a violent reaction. “No,” he quickly responded, reticent to depart, “we should leave,” his voice averse, without question, Ellie had followed Joel and turned her back towards the water, prepared to emigrate with the man and to continue to search for a safe property for them to take a breather.

“Leaving already?”

The two had jumped, dazed and startled by your swiftness, the duo had curved their body to face you, both unaware that you held the vocal instrument to a halt, the two had briefly wondered how you had caught up to them so quickly when you had previously been in the sea less than two seconds ago, in which they had thought.

Quick to apologise, protectively, Joel slightly stood in front of Ellie, his face full with excuse and plea, “sorry for bothering you, we’ll be on our way.”

“Don’t, stay here,” your voice light and supportive to their stay. “Stay here for the night and tomorrow you guys can continue on whatever trip you’re on.”

“We don’t wanna take any space,” he awkwardly chuckled, silently, you had become miffed that he continuously denied your bid. Normally, all it took was a look for people to already submit to any of your ideas, but you had observed that this man was stubborn.

You had turned around, comically examined the area around you and them in relations to display that they had much space because you guys were at the beach, “I insist, I have comfortable tents you can sleep in and take for your trip, and maybe I’ll give you some of the stuff you were planning to steal,” you had winked towards Ellie who had stood there flustered and ashamed that you, such a cryptic woman was somehow able to hear what the auburn haired girl had previously suggested not too long ago.

“Well, she’s cooking food,” Ellie positively commented, she had looked up at Joel, her eyes persuasive and conclusive, Joel then proceeded to share a glance with the younger woman ere he had silently agreed with the plan.

“Do you live here?” Ellie curiously questioned, her mouth quite full of the salmon you had fished hours before their arrival, the trio had sat around a fire pit, content with the fish and peach juice you had crafted, it had been a long time since both Ellie and Joel had warm food, or anything cooked or created well.

You had found it quite funny; the way Ellie had eaten was mannerless, but you didn’t complain, in this world setting, it was almost impossible for people who were not a part of communities to stuff themselves with moderately hot fare.

“I like to be anywhere that’s near the ocean,” you had replied, sentimental with your natural surroundings, you had finished your food quicker than Joel and Ellie, you had eaten your salmon like how a natural beast of prey would gobble their target.

Joel laughed at your emotional response, entertained by your elusive nature. “So, would you say you’re like some…child of the ocean?”

You had lightly giggled as you light-heartedly agreed to his approach. “Yes,” you had easily replied, “something like that.”

“You haven’t even told us your name,” Ellie vigorously noted, “you know our names, but we don’t know yours.”

You had attentively smiled at the young girl’s lively manner, there had been a couple of times where Joel would sneak in an apology for her blunt behaviour, but you had liked it, she was a breath of fresh air for you. “Y/N,” you had eventually genially introduced yourself.

“Well, Y/N, do you ever get scared?” Ellie curiously questioned, her inquiry genuine and absolute. Even if Ellie has been with Joel for such a long time, she has still been scared due to the number of close calls they had gone through, so the Williams girl couldn’t even imagine how you had felt being and surviving all alone.

“I can protect myself; I normally see Shamblers because of the water, but they’re easy to kill,” you had comfortably explained, confident with your skills, you had hunted and killed Shamblers as if they were your prey, you had found their cries humorous actually, killing those stages of the infected was actually a hobby for you.

“Where are you from?” Ellie had expressly questioned just as she reached for another salmon to gobble down on.

As you sat on the sand, you had dragged your legs to your chest and wrapped your arms around them to engage with your body’s warmth, chin against your knees you had thought about your origin place, nostalgic you had smiled at Ellie’s inquiry, “I come from somewhere very far,” you replied as you abruptly had the idea to become the questionnaire, you examined the two guests, their attire, body-language and how worn their clothes appeared, you had considered of leaving them clothes before they left the next day.

“What are you guys doing here?” You curiously questioned, with their accents and how different they seemed from the people who normally lived from the state you all were currently in, you had no choice but to speculate what they were doing.

“We’re travellers,” Joel briskly answered fore the man shared a hasty look with the young girl who pressed her mouth into a thin line, you had quickly arched your eyebrow but didn’t conjecture even more, you three had resumed on speaking to each other and Ellie hadn’t stopped her inquisitive questions about time before the Apocalypse which the two adults happily answered to.

As time passed, Ellie had apprized the two adults that she had the urge to go to sleep which had commenced you to retrieve a spacious tent for the young girl to comfortably sleep in, along with appliances to aid boost the adequate sleeping experience, ere you had attempted to open the tent for the young woman, Joel had pressed you to sit down so he could take your place and open the canvas for Ellie to take trance in.

Joel had found a good place to set the tepee up, it wasn’t too far from where they previously sat but distant enough for Ellie to not wake up from the conversation you and Joel would share, a moment later, the buff man had returned to his spot and amply sat against the cold sand.

“Aren’t you going to go sleep as well?” You had asked, curious to why he had not set up a tent right after he completed Ellie’s.

“S’just going to stay up for a bit,” he briskly replied.

You had sent him a look, you had recognised the strong stare he appointed towards you, you in ease of the evident draw and appeal he had for you. It was normal for men to feel strongly for you, you owned the appeal of a seductress and drew men in like an enchantress.

“Don’t you have to walk for a long time tomorrow, you should sleep.”

“I don’t have to for now,” he denied, successfully fell into the charmer trap you had effortlessly powered, it’s not like you had the strong intentions to lure Joel into the sea and devour him, it would’ve been too unfortunate as he had a child to take care of. Though, you had the motives to devour him in ways that would please the both of you. “I’ll just stay up for a bit.”

You had cocked your eyebrow, your façade comical and provoking as you read beneath the words he spoke, you untightened the grasp you had around your legs and relaxed your lower limbs, “is it me that’s keeping you up?” You had asked with an entertained note; he had remained silent, but gifted you the answer you comfortably sought out.

“When was the last time you had sex, Joel?” You snugly questioned while you adequately caught the glimmer that danced in his eyes as he was taken aback by your inquest.

“It’s been a long time,” he openly replied, you had played with your tongue, intrigued by his confidence, you had now understood why it didn’t take him too long for him to fall into your graces.

In the beginning of the event, he had attempted to resist you but he flattened into your allure soon enough. You were content either way, your eyes inviting and sensual, the only thing that had separated the both of you was the fire pit that had grew into its height, the both of you knew what was coming, he couldn’t fight it anymore, he was a man, sexually-frustrated and there opposite him sat a beautiful woman who implied for physical intimacy.

“Do you want to have sex with me, Joel?”

And there it was, the question you two had both anticipated for, Joel, assured, gazed at you, you had lightly moved your arms away from your body to expose your physique, he’d be stupid to deny it, he wanted it, and he didn’t realise how much he craved to fuck you until your question had dawned onto him.

“Yes.”

“Then come to me.”

Moreover, he did, he was quick, desperate for your embrace and warmth, you were quick to be on his lap, straddled him, both of your slender hands enveloped his bearded face as your lips swift to cuddle his, both impatient and keen to taste each other, you had felt his strong hands cup your buttocks as he caressed and groped your ass, his rough hands caressed the base of your skin, stroked the mass ere he smacked your husk, hastily pushed a pleasured yelp from your lips. Your lips had stretched against his and he echoed the gesture while the tip of his fingers had pinched the base of your short beach skirt.

You had stroked your clothed cunt against his still cock that had been covered by the denim fabric, desperate to have his length inside of you, you had slithered your hand down to his crotch to untighten the button that had closed the lower clothing around his waist, once you had completed your small task you had wrapped your dainty hand around his thick cock, the girth and balminess of his member sensual enough to make you moan.

He had helped you pull down his trousers whilst you had tightly gripped his staff and eagerly stroked his cock, both of your lips and separated from each other, both orbs concentrated by the speedy and abrupt hand motions you erotically displayed, his deep moans warm and lewd, forehead pressed against each other as he easily came to a release, his white load spilt against the cave of your hands which had caused you to confidently move your mouth against his once again.

You had quickly bit the bottom of his lips; bawdy and vulgar you had stared into his eyes. A lustful and foul-mouthed idea had sprung into your mind. You had trailed your wet kisses against the tip of his jaw to his ear, his heavy erotic breathing had inspired you to continue petting the tip of his cock with the pad of your thumb, “have you 69’d before?”

“Of course,” he comically breathed fore he aided you to take off the rest of your clothing ere the two of you ardently moved into position, the warmth and sultriness of your cunt stalked above his face, keen for your taste, he had forced your pussy against his face, the width of his tongue stroked the midst of your cunt while you had softly licked the top of his staff. Your jaw stretched to take the entirety of his cock; his large limb thawed in the warmth of her opening.

Your head movements slow but heavy, your pleasured moans fluttered against his limb, pushed him to buck his hips up to thrust the largeness of his cock down your throat as you rabidly rubbed your cunt against his face, your clit witlessly and slowly lapped by his tongue and sucked on, you had begun to bob your head faster, the both of your hands had hollowed his sac, fondled and kneaded them while you sucked on the head of his dick.

His tongue had slipped up, sternly licked against your upper dent whilst two of his fingers fucked your cunt, the tip of his tongue swirled against your anus, his arbitrary movement pulling you into a shocked trance, you moved your hips, in sync with the motion he brushed the lump of your pussy with, you had whimpered, your sucking sloppy and shiftless. The both of your hands had moved from his sac to the base of his cock, your saliva applied as lube, to aid you in the hand job you cordially offered the man, his hot seed, soaked in your mouth you intently swallowed, his orgasm extremely gratifying that it pained him to think that he would have to leave your mouth soon.

Dogged and adamant to keep it there, he resumed to move his hips against your face, choked you with his girthy cock as his tongue returned to your cunt, your swollen clit eager to be pleasured, you cried out in bliss, his fingers dug into your ass cheeks as a warning to keep your volume lower, you had pulled your hollowed lips away from his shaft and sat up on his frame, your body ached in warning of its release, desperate and intense, you fucked his face as if he were a hopeless hump doll.

Your motion determined and frantic, you breathed heavily, dire and fierce to cum, your mouth trembled as tears began to coat your eyes, “fuck, yeah,” you had whined severely, your cum coated his bearded face as he fucked you with his tongue, your eyes had rolled to the back of your head as he smacked the base of your ass with his harsh hand while he finished you off, you had dragged your body away from his frame and positioned yourself to look at him.

Joel had pulled your figure back to him, returned to the position you were both in the beginning, your legs had been wrapped around his waist and your arms had cloaked around his shoulders, his hairy chest pressed against your clothed breast he had currently accompanied you to take off, he then wrapped his large hands around your breast and massaged your nipples with his thumbs during the moment you had bolstered and sustained your lips with his.

With your bare skin, you had rubbed your privates against each other during the time Joel had sat up on his knees and moved to press down your bare back against the cold sand, the atmosphere quiet aside from the passionate and intense embrace the both of you drowned each other in.

Joel had moved his right hand down to his shaft, aided himself to position his cock against your cunt, wet kisses surrounded your face and your neck as he pushed himself in, he had loudly groaned against your neck, his face buried in the crook of your collar, his ass tight as he pushed the entirety of his cock deep inside you, his strong arms wrapped around your upper figure as he began to rock his hips against yours, his solid movement creaking a struggled moan from you as you attempted to keep your voice down.

His build heavy but comforting, his lips moved to your ear as he whispered vulgar and lewd language into them, his hips began to pick up the pace, the curve of his cock continuously stroked the soft bump in your pussy, his sack slapping against your skin as your nails dug into his back, “Joel,” you had continuously moaned his name, your legs tight around his waist, secured his position as he continued to drill himself inside of you.

Your skin wet and glowed with sweat, you had closed your eyes, out of touch with your senses aside from the profligate and bawdy sex Joel had immersed you with, his curved cock ardent and avid to use your cunt as a fuck-toy, he animalistically thrusted his strong hips against yours, convulsed and jerked himself into pleasure and had used your body as a sex object. “Fuck,” he had grunted against your cheek, his seed had poured and lost itself inside you but determined and balky to stop, he had continued to flick and lurch his body inside you, your feet tight and your toes curled, you had cried out, the definite and distinct sexual feeling flopped plainly into your body.

He had hastily covered your mouth with his left hand, his strokes fast and rough as your excess had spattered and spat out from your cunt hole, you had whimpered at the loss of contact when he pulled himself out of your used body but out of amenity, he had kissed you again, the embrace sloppy and tired but quick.

Subsequently, they were silent, the noiseless atmosphere was comforting, while they had arrayed themselves in their attire, you had curved your body to face Joel who had tasked himself to button up his shirt. “Well, I can tell you didn’t lie about not fucking for a long time.”

“S’that supposed to be a compliment?” Joel tiredly smiled, he had intentionally left the two buttons opened, exposed the chest hairs that were fixed into his skin that you had found provocative.

You had beamed, content of his humour. “Of course, you fucked me hard,” you truthfully joked as you gently patted your hand against his chest, “you should set up your tent, you need to sleep for tomorrow.”

Joel had quietly beckoned his head, in accord of your words he had followed you to fetch another tent and had set it up close to Ellie’s before he had assigned himself to sleep.

“Uh, Joel?”

In response, Joel had clambered outside the tent he had slept in and searched for where Ellie’s voice arose from. “What is it, Ellie?” He had asked once he noticed she had stood further from where her tent was, Ellie had turned to look at Joel, her mouth slightly open, mixed up and stumped which had pushed Joel to speculate what was wrong.

“She’s gone.”

Joel hummed, bewildered before he began to search for you to make sure what Ellie had said was precise, nevertheless, the auburn-haired girl was correct, there was no averment left of you but the deposition of all the supplies they had needed for their trip you had left for them.

“She is gone, aint she…” Joel daintily echoed before he went to help Ellie collect the items you had provided for them.

Ellie softly snickered at her thought as they prepared themselves to leave the beach. “Maybe she’s in the ocean.”

Joel curved his head to face back at the wide atmosphere you had abandoned them both of them on, the idea silly but he did wonder that maybe the ocean was where you had disappeared to.

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buckets-and-trees · 10 months

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Aspen's Anniversary Sleepover

Exactly one year ago, as it was turning from July 3rd to July 4th in my Mountain time zone, I was finalizing things and getting ready to post the first fanfic I'd published in more than six years. New account, new fandom. Starting a new stage of life, really... And part of that was to reclaim my love of writing. So I did it.

A lot of things have changed in my life over the course of this particular year's worth of days. Major pieces of my life have shifted, and small things as well. A significant part of my life and happiness since then has been this fandom - writing, reading, connecting with others, developing true friendships. My life doesn't revolve around this stuff, but it has grown from the good here.

AND SO I WANT TO THROW MY FIRST SLEEPOVER PARTY WITH YOU, MY TUMBLR FRIENDS - FROM THE CASUAL FOLLOWERS TO THE MUTUAL BESTIES!

The actual sleepover festivities will take place this weekend, but I'm posting to commemorate THE ANNIVERSARY MOMENT.

To see what good mischief I want to get up to with all of you, click the "keep reading..."

This week I'll be posting:

A follow up to The Brooklyn Boys series (the first story I posted on @buckets-and-trees)

A smutty little sequel to something to go along with another week of Hot Bucky Summer

A BRAND NEW STORY debut for a Bucky AU that was born from a request I got when I did my 300 Follower Request Fest (which just seems totally insane given it's only been a couple of months since then, and now I'm flirting with almost 1k of you)

🤔 TRUTH: Take a look at my library and then drop a question in my askbox about one of my stories or a character from that story.

😏 DARE: Take a look at my library and then drop a dare to write a trope or AU you think might challenge me (don’t pick the character - my muse likes a challenge, but thrives on creative freedom to make challenges work).

I’ll give you either a quick “how I would write it”/plot idea OR it may just turn into one of my upcoming stories (still looking for ideas for Bucky Barnes Bingo fills and a series of spooky stories I want to publish once a week this fall).

🍫 SNACKS & TREATS: Drop a pic or gif or thot in my ask box about one of my favorite fictional men for us to drool over and eat up together.

🤫 LATE NIGHT SECRETS: Ask me almost anything (within reason - this is the public internet, so I'm not going to tell you intimate details) OR take inspo from this writing-based ask game.

🤩 STARGAZING: Point at one of these stories I'm working on and ask for either a LINE 💫 or a DETAIL ✨ , and I'll share something from that work:

Devour, pt. 2: Fat

Devour, pt. 3: Acid

Devour, pt. 4: Heat

Thighs of Betrayal

Right About Him, Wrong About Me

Return Line

The Great Bucky Bake Off

PLEASE FILL UP MY ASKBOX AS SOON AS IT SUITS YOUR LEISURE! It's my first big sleepover and I've definitely picked games that I am eager to play and celebrate with all of you. Don't be shy! I wouldn't be posting if I didn't want to hear from you!

If you want to submit on anon, you absolutely can because I've been blessed so far only to have received the nicest things from anons, and I know I was intimidated to send asks to some of the blogs I followed for a while, so I get it.

#aspen's anniversary sleepover #ask game #sleepover event #sleepover game

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klefansklaroline · 1 year

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@shawnspoems -hey idk if this is where we submit requests or not but if so could you maybe do a damon x nonbinary reader friends to lovers fic where reader is in love with damon but never goes for it bc they feel ike they'll never compare to elena so one day they're being distant and damon keeps pestering them and finally they just let everything out??

Pt 2

I am so sorry for the wait, had huge writers block but here it is and I hope it reached what you asked for! And I will definitely be doing a part 2 soon for this

Damon Salvatore x non-binary!reader

Warnings: bitchy Caroline, cursing, shitty grammar most likely, unedited, angst, and that’s it i think

word count: 1724

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“Damon?!”, Caroline exclaims, looking at you with a perplexed expression

You shush her quickly, looking around the grill at anyone that looks familiar before nodding

“Yes Damon”, you say

make it more obvious than it already is Caroline

“Ew”, she gags with a shake of her head, “sorry y/n but he would never go for someone like you”, she shrugs, taking a sip of her milkshake

You frown as you tilt your head

“What do you mean?”, you question, trying to hide your hurt and disappointment

“Do you not see it?”, she raises an eyebrow

You slowly shake her head, urging her to continue on silently

“Elena, y/n, Elena”, she stretches out her name

You sit back in your seat as you think back on the times you all spent time together and realize that she is right

It was always Elena

“Ladies”, speaking of the devil, Damon walks over with a smirk on his face

“Ew”, Caroline makes a face and gets up, “I’ll see you later, y/n”, she says and walks out the grill

“Bitchy much?”, Damon raises an eyebrow as he takes Caroline’s seat and finally lays his eyes on you

Those perfect eyes, so pretty…

“Why so gloomy?”, Damon raises an eyebrow as he stares at you

You clear your throat and shake your head, leaving a tip and gets up

“I have to go, I’ll see you later Dam”, you say and quickly rush off

Damon blinks and shrugs, “weird”

~~~~

You finally noticed it after maybe months of being blind. You realized the way he looks at her, the way he talks to her, even the way he treats her. Like she’s made of glass and she needs his protection.

Even when he talks about her to you, you hear it all and that’s enough for you to try and throw your feelings out the window and distance yourself.

Not like he would care, right?

~~~~

You watch, from a distance, the way Damon and Elena are talking. How close and secretive like, they are. It made you wonder, what exactly does he see in her that he can’t see in you?

You feel selfish, Elena is your friend and you’re thinking about all this negative stuff. But sometimes, it’s better to be selfish, you know?

“Ugh why don’t you just talk to him, you guys are friends”, Caroline comes up next to you

“Yeah friends, and friends only”, you shake your head, “you even said it yourself that he will never go for someone like me”, you add

Caroline rolls her eyes, “i was just messing with you, y/n. Damon goes for anyone”, she says

“Yeah anyone as in Elena”, you sigh, glancing over at them, to see Damon already looking at you with a raised eyebrow

Oh shit

You nervously look away, “i gotta go”, you rush out, grabbing your stuff quickly and starts heading over to the grill’s doors

“Hold on”, Damon says and goes after you

what the hell were those two talking about

“Oh no no no”, Damon speeds in front of you, “what were you and Blondie talking about”, he gives you that intense stare that you avoided

You shake your head, “none of your concern”, you say trying to walk away only for him to grab your arm quickly

“It is my concern when I am brought into that conversation, what did she mean by I go for anyone?”, he asks again but more specific

You shake your head, pulling your arm away, “It was a stupid conversation now can I go?”, you look over at him for the first time that you both started talking

“What’s going on with you, hm?”, he says which makes you raise an eyebrow

“I don’t understand nor do i have a care right now”, you sigh

Of course you understood and of course you cared

“Stop with the bullshit, y/n”, he narrows his eyes, “you’ve been distancing yourself from me and we rarely hang out, what’s going on?”, he asks

“Nothing, bye Damon”, you finally pulled your hand away and walked off, feeling his intense stare in the back of your head

~~~~

For most of the week, that’s all Damon had done. Anytime he seen you trying to leave, he would be quick to stop you and pester you into telling him what is wrong. Usually always ends up with him never getting a direct answer and instead getting some attitude off of you instead

He even tried texting you but he was either left on delivered or seen

It irritated him to no end and on top of that, the conversation you had with Caroline seemed to be the icing on the cake for sure

Why was he brought up in your guy’s conversation and why did you seem so disappointed?

“Penny for your thoughts?”, he heard his little brother say as Stefan walks into the living room

“What are, Klaus?”, Damon raises an eyebrow

“It’s what happens when your forced on a trip with him”, Stefan shrugs, “but seriously, what’s up?”

“What are you talking about”, Damon looks over his shoulder

“You are real quiet, in thought maybe?”, Stefan questions

Damon debated on wether to ask him about it

Fuck it

“Have you noticed anything different about them? y/n”, Damon asks

“No, not really”, Stefan shrugs, “they seem fine to me, why?”

“They have become so distant with me, very weird not gonna lie”, Damon shrugs, “any time I tried talking to them, they always push me away”, he says, “Even weirder is that Caroline and them had a conversation and I was brought into it”, he adds

Stefan raises an eyebrow, he never seen his brother so so stressed about a situation like this, it surprised him

“Set something up”, Stefan shrugs, “catch them off guard, your good at that”, he adds before walking away as Damon nods slowly

~~~~

You walked out the market with some bags in your hand, walking towards your car and to the back, opening your trunk. Once you settled and situated your grocery bags, you closed it and turned around, letting out a loud gasp when Damon appears in front of you

“Fucking christ, Dam”, you gasp, putting your hand on your chest, “don’t do that damit”, you shake your head

“Why have you been ignoring me”, Damon says with a sarcastic smile as he stares deep into your eyes

You knew he wasn’t compelling you, he was the one who gave you vervain anyways

“I can’t do this right now Damon”, you shake your head as you start walking to your door car in which he quickly covers

“Yes you can, cmon don’t be shy now”, he says with a little smirk that doesn’t really reach his eyes

“Get out of my way”, you groan

“What was the conversation you and blondie had, about”, he says instead which makes you immediately shake your head

“You are so annoying”, you growl, trying to shove him away

“Gosh you know I wouldn’t have to be if you would just tell me the dam truth”, Damon pouts

You were getting irritated and annoyed the more he kept pestering you. It only left you with an option that you really didn’t wanna use but if it meant he moved away and stopped talking, so be it.

You reached into your bag and grab a spray bottle that’s filled with vervain and spray it in Damon’s face

Damon let’s put a shout with a groan, immediately stumbling away and grabbing at his face

“Y/N”, he hisses, snapping his head towards you as you quickly get in your car

“You were getting annoyed”, you shrugged and started you car, before driving off

~~~

You finished up with putting your groceries away and started to make your way upstairs

You kinda felt guilty for doing Damon like that but it seemed like the only thing to get him to shut up and move away and plus you did do it before. Prior to the situation as of right now

Once you walk into your room, you almost let out a yelp when you see the man himself, laying down on your bed

“That wasn’t very nice of you, you know?”, Damon says as he plays with one of your stuffed animals you have on your bed, “These are for kids by the way”, he points, pointing at your animal

You glare and snatch it away from him

“What the hell do you want Damon”, you growl as you set your stuffed animal on your dressed

“Answers, y/n, answers”, he growls back suddenly now in front of you

You close your eyes, feeling it burn with tears and your frustration reaching its breaking point as Damon continues on about how you have been ignoring him and distancing yourself and everything that you have done to him

“…I am honestly hurt, y/n/n, i would have never expected anything like this from yo-“, he is cut off short

“I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU DAMON”, you shout out as you finally reach it, “I HAVE BEEN IN LOVE WITH YOU SINCE THE BEGINNING OF THIS FRIENDSHIP TO NOW. I HAVE BEEN IN LOVE WITH EVERYTHING THAT YOU HAVE DONE FOR ME AND FOR WHOEVER THE HELL YOU PLAYED NICE TO”, you sob as you now start pacing, “IVE DISTANCE MYSELF BECAUSE I REALIZED THAT YOU WILL NEVER FEEL WHAT I FEEL FOR YOU. IVE REALIZED THAT I WILL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU BECAUSE”, you bite your lip, stopping your pacing and finally looking over at him, “i realized am nothing like Elena…nor will I ever be Elena”, you whisper

Damon stares at you, his eyes slightly widened and his mouth slightly open

He was shocked. He never seen you like this nor has he ever realized that you felt like this towards him

“Y/n…”, he whispers as he raises his hands up towards your face only for you to slap it away

“No…just go Damon, please”, you avoid eye contact

Damon thought about it

Should he? Should he leave you to comfort yourself and give you some time or should he stay and keep damaging you even more?

He nodded slowly, walking towards your window and hops out

Leaving you in deep sorrow

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