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Fooled round & fell in love (part five)

Eddie Munson X Female!reader

summary: you’re in love with your best friend but your best friend thinks love is for losers, choosing to sleep around rather than settle down. You’ve had enough and you’re ready to move on from your feelings, luckily you find someone who might make that possible but does Eddie really hate love as much as he leads on?

warnings: angstttt, hurt/comfort, allusions to depression, mention of reader having a ponytail, reader has some self doubt, cussing, fluffff

A/N: This took me a little longer then I wanted, I had this chapter almost completely written out but didn’t save it so when I went to change a song on Spotify and went back the whole app refreshed and everything was gone, yes, I had a mini break down lmao but wow I’m so proud of this series and I so glad to finally get the finale posted 🖤 Thank you to everyone who took the time out to read it! Also extra points if you get the twilight reference.

“Hey baby” rings out in your ears, your stomach drops at the sight in front of you, your feet feel stuck to the floor beneath you

“What are you doing here?” Eddie says to the blonde hanging off of his neck

“You called me and told me to come over, remember?” She says as she furrows her eyebrows

“I, what?” Eddie grits out while his jaw tenses

“Cmon baby, let’s have a repeat of the other night? I can’t stop thinking about you” she wines out

You’re still stuck, so silent the girl in front of you doesn’t even recognize your presence

But once those words leave her mouth, Eddie’s looking over at you with sullen eyes, and a look you couldn’t quite place, as he does, she finally realizes they’re not alone

“Who is she?!” She spits out

“Look you really need to go!”

“What the fuck Eddie? I said who is she?” The girl growled

“Get the fuck out!” Eddie yelled out

The girl turns to look at you while she clenches her jaw

“He’s just using you! I bet he said a bunch of crap that made you feel real special, huh?”

Eddie’s eyes widen at her words

She turns around rushing out of the door slamming it, almost making the whole trailer shake

“Y/n” Eddie says taking a couple steps towards you, he can see the tears brimming in your eyes

“Babe, please let me explain that” he says trying his best to be calm

Finally you snap out of whatever daze you’re in

“I can’t believe I actually fell for your bullshit, Eddie. What was she suppose to be your round two after I left?”

“What? No, no please I don’t even know what she’s talking about!”

“Yeah, okay, I’m gunna go” you grab your keys and head for the door

“Baby-“

“Don’t call me that, I’m not your baby, we’re not even friends, I wish I never let you touch me!” You say as tears roll down your cheeks

“Y/n don’t say that, please”

You race to your car and jump in slamming the door, as you peel off, you hear Eddie yelling your name, but you couldn’t even bring yourself to look at him in the rear view mirror. On your drive home you can barely see through the tears in your eyes, it’s late so luckily the streets are dead, and all you want to do is get home and curl up in a ball and cry yourself to sleep

How could Eddie tell you all of those things knowing he invited another girl over, like you were nothing but another notch on his belt, You really felt like you two connected on a different level, you thought maybe since Eddie has known you for so long that you would be different, you would mean more to him.

The blonde girls words kept playing back in your mind

“Repeat of the other night” “I can’t stop thinking about you” “he’s just using you” “I bet he said a bunch of crap that made you feel real special, huh?”

Okay yes he dropped the L word, yes he said you were his dream girl but is that just shit he says in the throes of passion?

You felt physically sick to your stomach, but apart of you wished you heard him out, listened to what he had to say.

You weren’t sure what to feel in this moment, so many emotions pulling you in different directions, you just wanted to scream

Finally you pull up to your drive way, and make your way inside. Luckily your mom’s asleep or else she would definitely ask questions about the mascara and tears staining your face, and you just couldn’t bring yourself to talk about it. As you trudge upstairs, you make it into your room shutting your door and yanking your clothes off, all of them smelling like Eddie and you just wanted them as far away from you as possible, you throw them in your hamper and pull on a big shirt as you slide under your covers turning out the lamp on your nightstand

You toss and turn, trying your hardest to fight back tears but you can’t they flow out of you like a stream

You cry so much your chest starts to physically hurt, and in that moment you promise yourself after you get this agonizingly painful cry out, you won’t shed anymore tears for Eddie

You continue to cry until you eventually drift off to sleep.

The next morning you wake up to your phone ringing off the hook, you look at your clock on your nightstand, the big red numbers making your eyes squint a bit before they eventually adjusted, reading 12:42 pm, you sit up and stretch as the memories of the night before play like a movie reel in your head, your stomach twists as you remember every little detail of last night, you decide to ignore the phone and head to the shower wanting to scrub the nights events off your skin.

As you wrap a towel in your hair and put your black silk robe on tying it securely to your body, you make your way back into your room, you hear the phone go off for what seems like the 5th time, as much as you just want to shut down and lock yourself inside never having to deal with anyone again, you know thats just not realistic so you hesitantly walk over to the white house phone sitting on your desk.

You clear your throat as you answer

“Hello?” It comes out way more hoarse then you would’ve liked

“Sweetheart, please don’t hang up! I need to talk to you, please” Eddie let’s out in almost a panic

“Eddie, I have nothing to say to you, lose my number” you say as tears threaten to spill again, guess that promise you made to yourself is tougher then you thought

You slam the phone back down not wanting to hear another word from him.

As you make your way to your closet to pick out some clothes, your phone rings again, and now instead of tears you’re seething “can he not take the fucking hint?” You think to yourself

“I said leave me alone!” You bark out

“Woah, what did I do?” Robin says while removing the phone from her ear and looking at it in confusion

“Oh my god, Rob I’m so sorry, I thought you were someone else” you say as you let out a deep breath and let your tense shoulders deflate back to their normal position

“And who would that be?” She says as she laughs

“It’s not that important, anyway what’s up?” You say trying to change the subject

“Well, you never called me back after the other night, and I was just wondering how everything went with you and that Randy guy? But now i’m not so sure I should’ve brought him up” she says

“Oh, yeah me and Randy aren’t really talking anymore, we just kind of decided we weren’t for each other, I guess” you say trying to sound as convincing as possible

You didn’t wanna lie to Robin, she’s your best friend but you just couldn’t go into detail about the whole situation, god you were still humiliated enough by saying Eddie’s name while Randy made you cum, but also Eddie’s friends with Steve and Steve’s friends with Robin so you didn’t wanna create awkward tension between anyone, knowing Robin would have your back if she did run into Eddie. You’ll tell her eventually but now is just not the time

“I’m sorry, babe, well you know what they say, there’s more fish in the sea and all that” she says trying to be as empathetic as possible

“Yeah, well lucky for me I don’t think I’ll be exploring the sea for a very long time” you laugh out

“Hey, how about we hang out today? Maybe go to Benny’s and grab some burgers and shakes? Forget about the burdens of our failing love lives?” She says as she wiggles her brows up and down, like you can see her through the phone

“Um, yeah that actually sounds nice, I wouldn’t mind stuffing my face with some fries and a strawberry shake” you say almost excited

“Okay, I’m gunna tell Steve and we’ll be on our way to pick you up, say around 3:30?”

“Kay, I’ll see you then”

As you hang up you start to overthink, what if Eddie shows up, what if Eddie’s already told Steve, what if, after what if, and now you are almost tempted to call Robin back and cancel, but you know you can’t, you already made plans

Finally you walk back over to your closet and pick out your outfit for the day which consisted of high waisted jeans, a white tank top and a cropped leather moto jacket, you make your way into your bathroom to throw on as little makeup as possible just a little something to cover up the redness from a night of crying, you decide to just pull your hair into a ponytail on top of your head, leaving bangs and some face framing pieces out, you slip some sneakers on and after your finished you make your way downstairs, to watch some tv until Robin and Steve get there

After about an hour of mindlessly flipping through channels and finally landing on music videos on MTV, you hear a car pull up in your driveway, you walk over to the window peaking out, to see Steve’s bmw. You grab your bag, turn the tv off and head out the front door.

“Hey, there she is” Steve says with a smile

“Hey guys, thank you for picking me up” you say as you slide in the back seat

“Don’t mention it” Steve and Robin say in unison

“It really creeps me out when you guys do that” you say as you stifle a laugh

Steve shoots a playful glare at you in the rear view mirror, and you can’t help but to giggle, which in turn makes Steve laugh

“So” Robin says “do you need me and Stevie here to beat this Randy guy up?” She says as she looks back at you, and you wonder if she can tell you’ve been crying

“No, Randy’s not my problem” you say without giving that statement much thought

“You sure?” Steve says looking at you again in the rear view mirror almost trying to read your face

“Guys, I’m fine can we just go pig out, please?” You beg

“Fine, fine let’s go” Robin says as Steve puts the car into reverse and backs out of your driveway

Once you walk into Benny’s with Steve to your right and Robin to your left, you are greeted with a waitress who tells you to sit any where you’d like, so you all opt for your usual booth in the back. its pretty big as it almost wraps around the whole table, being able to sit up to at least 6 people.

You all scoot into the booth and begin talking about god knows what, it’s more Steve and Robin talking while you get lost in thought but pretend to listen as you nod your head to the little words you catch here and there.

But your ears perk up when you hear Steve mention Eddie’s name, Robin asked where he was and that we should’ve invited him, but Steve says he had some business to take care of, whatever that means.

Before you’re able to get back to your thoughts the waitress is asking if you’re ready with your orders, she’s tapping her foot and chewing her gum as she waits for Robin to decide whether she wants fries or onion rings. Once the orders are put in, Steve and Robin go back to their normal chatter and banter, while you butt in every once in awhile. You’ve never felt like this before almost too stuck in your head, like it’s almost impossible to follow through with a whole conversation. After everyone’s done eating, you’re ready to head back home and maybe hide out in your room for another couple of days, this was too much human interaction for you and you just wanted to be alone with your thoughts. Once you all are finished eating you split the bill and head back out to Steve’s car, as Robin gets in the front seat, Steve stops you

“Listen, Eddie told me what happened and as a friend to a friend I really think you should hear him out y/n” he says with doe eyes you almost feel like he’s trying to play this up for Eddie, make you feel bad so you’ll talk to him

“I really don’t have anything to say to him Steve, I mean I don’t know what he told you but what he did was really fucked up”

“Yeah he told me” he says nodding his head

Your eyes widen a bit

“Like everything?” You say as you look down

“Well I mean he didn’t go into detail if thats what you’re asking but I mean I know enough” he says

“And you don’t think thats fucked? Telling me he’s in love with me and then inviting another girl over? Like who does that?”

“I don’t think that’s exactly what happened y/n”

“Okay so what did happen Steve?” You say as you start to get annoyed

“I don’t know but Eddie wouldn’t do that to you, I’m just saying you should hear him out” he says as he heads back to his side of the car, opening the door and getting in, leaving you there as you stair at the ground, lost in thought. After a few seconds you make your way to the car and slide into the backseat

“Is everything okay?” Robin says as she looks from you to Steve

“Yup, everything’s fine” you say as Steve nods in agreement

Once they pull up to the curb in front of your house, you thank them and tell Robin you’ll talk to her later. You head inside greeting your mom who’s just got home from work, you tell her about your day and listen to her latest work gossip, and then you head up to your room, once inside you take off your jacket and jeans and leave your white tank top on and slip on some black cotton shorts. As you sit in bed you realize how exhausted you feel and decide to take a nap, and maybe deal with the whole “listening to Eddie” situation later

As you drift off to sleep you can’t help but to dream of Eddie, his face, his hands, his lips, god you wanted to hate him, but this was physically taking so much out of you, you were still so irrevocably in love with him

The sounds of tapping wake you up from the best nap of your life. Once your eyes open and adjust to the darkness you hear the tapping again, as you sit up you realize it’s coming from your window, you stand up making your way over but as you look down into your driveway your breath hitches as you see Eddie releasing another rock into the air, as it hits the glass you flinch and back up, debating if you want to shut your curtains and go back to bed, but the conversation with Steve is still fresh in your mind, so without giving it a second thought you open your window

“Eddie, what are you doing here?” You hissed

“Come outside, please!” He yells back

“Eddie go home!” At this point you want him to beg before you hear him out

And almost like he read your mind, he yells back

“Please y/n, five minutes just give me five minutes!”

You close your window and go downstairs, throwing on the sneakers you wore earlier, as you head outside you see Eddie leaning against his van with a cigarette perched in his mouth, when he sees you he looks at you with the saddest eyes, as you get closer it almost looks like he’s been crying

“Your five minutes start now” you say as you fold your arms over your chest

“Okay, well what happened last night was not what you think, I never invited Becky over” he cries out

“Oh that’s her name” you think to yourself

“She said I called her and invited her over, and that was bullshit” he says as he fiddles with the cigarette in his hand

“Okay so enlighten me Eddie, what did happen?” You say a little condescending

“I spent all fucking day trying to figure that out, and after talking to a few people, I found out Becky and Randy are friends, like they definitely run in the same circle and what I believe happened is Randy asked her to come over and say that I invited her, how he knew you were there I don’t know, but I promise you sweetheart, I would never do some shit like that, not to you, everything I told you last night, I’ve been wanting to tell you for years but I was too stupid and too pussy. But that aside, I would never do anything, anything to lose you! Fuck y/n I mean I’ve never felt this way before and after last night I can’t even imagine being with anyone else. I don’t think my dick could get hard for anyone but you, now”

You roll your eyes at that

“Real romantic, Munson” you retort

“I’m serious” he says as he takes a step closer to you

You don’t move as he takes a couple more steps closer now standing directly in front of you, you’re looking up into his eyes trying to scan it for any bullshit, but all you see is sincerity and that makes your stomach flutter

“Okay, your five minutes are up” you whisper up to him as he looks down at you starring into your eyes

“Cmon y/n you have to believe me” he whispers back, as the hand without the cigarette comes up to cup your cheek, he’s surprised when you don’t make a move to pull away

“I do believe you” you whisper back as tears fill your water line

“But I don’t know, eddie” you say as you shake your head “I mean if we do this, what if you realize I’m not enough? What if you get bored? I can’t compete with all those girls, and that lifestyle” you say as the tears begin to fall

Eddie wipes them away with his thumb as his own tears threaten to spill

“Baby, you’re so much more than enough, you don’t have to compete with shit, because there is no competition, I want you, I’ve already had that and now I just want you, I want you to be mine”

“I have one more question” you spit out almost not thinking before you said it

“Yeah, anything?” Eddie says while nodding his head

“What did she mean by, I bet he said some crap that made you feel special? What did you tell her?” You say almost too nervous to hear the answer

Eddie let’s out a deep breath before he begins talking

“I’m gonna be honest with you, absofuckinglutely nothing, we barely talked I fucked her for a total of maybe four minutes, before I pretended to cum so she could get the fuck out of there. The only reason I went home with her was because I wanted to see if you’d get jealous maybe show me some kind of reaction but you were too busy cozied up to Randy boy, and then when I took her back to my place, I regretted it cause all I could think about was you. I really wanted to pull you off of his lap and drag you back home and teach you fucking lesson, god when I showed up to your house and seen you in that little outfit I had an instant hard on, I wanted to tell you how I felt then, but when you told me you were seeing someone I didn’t wanna ruin it for you no matter how jealous I was”

His words make your heart soar, you can’t believe you spent all night crying over something you shouldn’t have been crying over, now you felt like it was your turn to grovel

“I’m sorry, Eddie. I should’ve heard you out instead of assuming the worst” you say as you wrap your arms around his waste and put your chin on his chest

“S’kay baby, I’m just glad we’re okay, I’ve been a fucking wreck since last night”

“Me too” you say as you both laugh at each others sheer stupidity

“Hey do you wanna go for a drive or something?” He says looking at you with a glint of hope in his eyes

“Mm, I don’t know if I should” you say as you look back at your house, debating whether it’s a good idea

But when you look back into his doe eyes you can’t say no

“You know what, fuck it, yeah let’s go” you say with a smirk

“That’s my girl” he says back with his signature mischievous grin

my girl

I could get use to that.

epilogue

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whyse7vn · 6 months

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MR BANG? -

[ot7 x reader]

DRUGGIES

8 participants - 8 online

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jk: be honest do you guys love me

cuz why did you let me do a song with central cee…

yoongi: wanted to laugh

y/n: you didn’t even tell me

hobi: i actually begged you not to if i remember correctly!

jimin: what is central cee??

jin: what are we taking about

tae: when he said “im not a her father” it really resonated with me cuz i’m also not her father

y/n: who is her?

hobi: the block b song?

jk: wish i was her

jimin: central cee?? do i know central cee?? is this like jack hammer’s cousin or something

jin: tf is jack hammer?

yoongi: jack harlow

y/n: jack and jill something about a hill

jin: what is actually going on

hobi: too much!!!!

jk: did you like the song tho

yoongi: no!

jk: minus jack harlow

y/n: you did another song with jack harlow??

jk: i mean central cee

hobi: celery

jimin: TF IS A CENTRAL CEE??????

jin: wow i’m loosing my mind

jin added namjoon to “DRUGGIES”

tae: that’s not namjoons number

jin: yes it is

tae: omg wait

why do have two namjoons in my contacts??

jin: idk tf

leave me alone

namjoon: i am done interacting with you guys outside of work hours

jimin: do you know central cee namjoon?

hobi: we have work hours?

tae: why do i actually have 2 namjoons

i’m freaking out

do you have a twin joon?????

namjoon: no

tae: ok but why do i have two of you then??

explain that

i bet you can’t

namjoon: stop talking to me

now.

y/n: now.

hobi: that was so alpha x reader of you joonie

yoongi: x reader?

tae: alpha???

jk: namjoon has a twin?

jin: ew

someone kill it

tae: should i add the twin to the gc?

y/n: no

jk: yesssss!!!

tae added Bang PD to “DRUGGIES”

jimin: oh

tae: hello namjoons twin!!

quick question when we had that threesome did you happen to feel anything??

namjoom: OH MY GOD???

namjoon changed the gc name to “bts💜”

tae: just want to know if that twin telepathy stuff is real

hobi: do you even know what telepathy is?

tae: yeah

jimin: i highly doubt that actually!

tae: come on joon number 2 you can tell me!!!

bang pd: Wow Taehyung and Namjoon have had a threesome together?

That is what you guys do on your days off?

namjoon: HES JOKING sir lol!!

i am so sorry idk why he even said that

tae: sir lmao??????

don’t tell me ur the younger twin 😭

yoongi: wow he’s dumb as fuck

y/n: ??omg

mr bang!!!!!!!!

bff what are you doing here???

tae: what?

Bang PD: Y/n ☺️!!!

I actually have no idea it seems Taehyung has added me in here under the impression i am Namjoons twin?

tae: oh my god…….

OH MY GOD….

OH MY GOD

jin: yeah

Bang PD: It’s ok i can leave if you would like me too.

y/n: don’t be silly you can stay!!!!!!!

namjoon: sir don’t worry you can stay! we don’t really talk much here anyways

jk: yes we do

why is he lying

namjoon: no we don’t

jk: ???????

we talk here everyday

basically every hour

omg just like my song

every hour

every minute

every second

hehhehehe

jimin: yk jk can’t take a hint

idk why ur trying namjoon

namjoon: so how was your day sir?

Bang PD: It was good thanks for asking!

How was yours?

namjoon: busy as usual!

jk: why is he lying again

he was at our house

wasn’t he y/n??

he didn’t even do anything

he just sat there…

Bang PD: Oh?

namjoon: HA HA HA WOW JUNGKOOK UR SO FUNNY

wow classic jungkook!!!

don’t be silly you know i was in the studio working on the song coming out soon ha ha lol

jimin: i’m telling you he’s not gonna get it…

jk: is namjoon ok?

why is he acting strange

and lying

bet it’s the coke 😭

y/n: LMAO

not funny

Bang PD: Ha i hope that’s a joke jungkook😂

namjoon: IT IS

IT REALLY IS HA LOL

rigHT GUYs??????

hobi: HA HA HA JUNGKOOK UR SO FUNNY WOW UR HILARIOUS ACTUALLY WOW LOL

yoongi: ???

yeah

sooooo funny lol

jin: 😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

jimin: wow ur so silly jungkook!

tae: LOOOOOOOL

jk: i’m not joking

namjoon: you are

jk: i’m not :(

namjoon: i’m telling you

you are

jk: why

Bang PD: Sorry guys as much fun as it was talking to you all i must leave now.

I hope you all enjoy your weekend and don’t cause too much trouble haha

The leaked chats was enough drama for this year!!!

y/n: ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

leaving so soon

bye bff

namjoon: goodbye sir please take care of yourself and we will definitely keep out of troubles way haha

right guys???

tae: ig

jimin: ofc bye mr bang ☺️!

jin: yes no trouble for us !!

even thought it wasn’t even my fault LOL

bye mr bang💓

yoongi: yup 👍🏻

bye

hobi: no trouble no drama!! it was nice speaking to you!!!

jk: GOODBYE MR BANG 😆

Bang PD: and before i go y/n i hope you and Jaehyun are doing well ❤️

Bang PD left “bts💜”

yoongi: huh

jin: OHMYGOD??/?:£7.

namjoon: um

jimin: HELPPPPPPPCPFFOFOFOLFK

jk: NO SAY THIS IS FUCKING FAKE OHMUGOD

hobi: wait plot twist

tae: SHUT THE FUCK UP????????????????

y/n: wow um

that’s CRAZY wow

WHAT A FUCKING SNAKE BTW

but um

wow

i swear i can explain!

WOOOOW

ok maybe i can’t lol

wow

y/ns first time left speechless 😱

first time for everything hahahaha

ok that wasn’t funny

soooo like wooooowww that was crazy

why did tae have mr bang saved under joons name ??

he’s so silly am i right or am i right??

jk: i’m going to kill myself

tae: i’ve never fallen to my knees so hard before

yoongi: nct lame as hell

namjoon: so are you dating him or?????

jk: IS THIS WHY yOU HAVENT KISSED ME IN LIKE 4MONTHS?/£:&;&; OH MY GOD

IM GONNA YEHSNDCN XNDJCJJSKFJJDMDIXJCJVK

THERE IS ANOTHER MAN

IM GOJNA KMS

IOHMXUXUDICICJDNDJCJ

y/n: ok so basically

y/n left “bts💜”

jimin: she’s so real for that

hobi: feminism

jin: LWMSODOOFO

yoongi added y/n to “bts💜”

namjoon: let’s move on

yoongi: no wtf???

y/n: hi guys !!!😁😁😁😁😁

hobi: in my baggy baggy baggy baggy baggy baggy jeans

jimin: be honest was try again about you

hobi: pls remember my answer is you 😉

jin: thought she liked mark lee

tae: she liked me once

sighs

jk: sHE LIKED MEFIRST

yoongi: yeah now ur lying

jimin: ohmygod cat fight!!!!!!

namjoon: now is not the time guys

hobi: look at joon trying to be the voice of reason

we know you mad asf rn don’t pretend 😭

namjoon: shut the fuck up both of you

jin: i’m on y/ns side i support women’s rights and wrongs!!!!

y/n: I AM NOT IN THE WRONG

jin: yeah ok you go girl!!!!!

yoongi: u saying ur not in the wrong is crazy lmao

jimin: NOO CUZZ WHY THEY FR FIGHTING JIN HOBI ARE YOU SEEING THIS

hobi: LAMSKDKKDODNDJSKSJD

THIS IS CRAZYYY

jin: TEAM Y/N!!!!!!!!!!

namjoon: stop

hobi: yk what didn’t stop

y/n when she made jaehyun her boyfriend

jimin: LAMOSDODOODODODJ

jin: HELP ME OHMUGOFJDJDJXB

y/n: okay guys shut the fuck up 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

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okay LMAO this was clearly an unfinished work lmao but it was so silly not to post LIKE??? and this was obviously written right after too much came out and then i edited a little of it today but yeah still hope it was silly and cool enough for you all >\\\<

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chilschuck · 19 days

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Not a Chilchuck x reader request, more of a reaction from him.

But what if the Laios party ran into a tall-woman fighter in the dungeon who got injured and she explained she got separated from her party and girlfriend after some monster attacked them. When they find the fighters party it turns out the girlfriend is Meijack who decided to join her dungeon delving girlfriend to see what it was like. But she hadn't told her parents about how she was seeing someone yet. How would would Chilchuck react?

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ OK THIS MADE MY BRAIN GO BRRRR . i had to really think on how i wanted to go about this prompt bc it just made me giggle and think. wow. this is such a cute idea. we know how chil is about his daughters and dating. this would be so funny.

— CHILCHUCK: reacting to meijack’s gf.

✦ Like I said before, we know how Chilchuck is with his daughters. I’m sure he feels at least a little relief that Meijack seems uninterested in the dating scene, as he already has to deal with Flertom and Puckpatti’s romantic ambitions. (Thinking about that page in the Adventurer’s Bible where they both get ashamed they’re not yet married and grow excited at the idea that Laios is single. His horrified reaction LMAO.)

✦ Laios’ party doesn’t mind helping her get back on her feet, definitely. I can imagine Marcille growing interested in the relationship, and Chilchuck just tuning it out. That is, until Meijack’s partner begins describing her. Surely not, right? Just a coincidence. Anyways.

✦ At seeing Meijack in the dungeon, I think Chilchuck would have a mini crisis. What the hell do you mean the partner this tall-man has been talking and describing this whole time was actually his daughter??? The one who never seemed interested in the romance scene??? A tall-man they randomly found in the dungeon is in a party… with his daughter??? And dating her??? His daughter is in the dungeon??? Give him a moment, please.

✦ He’d definitely be thrown for a loop that this female tall-man (a fighter, too) they had just so happened to run into and lend a hand to is now rushing over to Meijack in relief and tugging her into her arms. What the hell?!

✦ I think he’d be miffed that no one had told him ANYTHING about this, in any aspect. So he was just supposed to find this out on his own? This is going to give the man a heart attack.

✦ I’m sure after the initial shock and plenty of fussing with phrases like, “What are you doing here?!” and, “Does your mother know?,” he relaxes a little. It was going to happen at some point since she is skilled at lock picking and all, he tells himself. But I still can’t imagine seeing one of your kids in the dungeon would be comforting much. Especially when all of a sudden they’re now in a relationship.

✦ We also know how Chilchuck is with handling emotions. I’m sure he’s stressed, bewildered, but also proud in a way. Give him some time to process all of this. He’s getting old, LOL.

— dividers by @/cafekitsune!! <3

#⟡ lilia writes! 🌿#୨ chilchuck my beloved ୧ #meijack WAUGH I LOVE HER SM #not sure what to tag this #meijack #we love seeing strong and independent gfs #i bet chil would be proud #after he goes through all the stages of shock #grows some more gray hairs while he’s at it #dunmeshi headcanons

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alexanderlightweight · 10 months

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Hello! For Writing Wednesday could we please have some more Spoils of War or Created for Death? I’m obsessed with both of these to an insane degree:

What I love about SoW: tentative!Alec whom Magnus has to work at gaining trust from? I love it. There’s a line in one part about Magnus having to fix how the Clave broke Alec before Magnus can gentle him and I just—gorgeous, perfect, headcannon accepted. Veiled consorts? Hooooooly that’s so cool omg I swear I heard a symphony in my head when I realized where you were going. The mask? Alec’s hesitance and obedience, thinking everything is out to hurt him but doing it anyway because what choice does he have, is so beautiful, and Magnus mourning a little that he didn’t have more time to make the experience better for Alec but not willing to risk the delay and risk Alec growing even more distant is just 😍—lmao I could write an essay about how much I love this universe.

CoD: I fucking love eldritch angel nephilim and this is giving EVERYTHING. Nephilim who are cobbled together projects of the angels, their biology so skewed by angelic power that even the nephilim don’t know what their children will look like/heal like/die like. Mostly the difference being subtle, but sometimes Not. Raised to hate and fear their full potential, anything that is Too Angelic, and Alec a living hearsay/blasphemy even when his blood was only 30/70 because if it. AND THEN. It’s not losing Jace that tips Alec over, it’s Magnus dying—demon-born prince/king of edom enemy of the Clave. So gorgeous, holllyyyy. I can’t even think too much about Magnus collaring 6-winged Alec, about Alec kneeling for him, about the terrible kindness and protection in Izzy disowning her brother, about the gentleness of Magnus hiding Alec away and covering his eyes and hushing him because even the ANGELS wouldn’t know what to do in this situation, with this new body, and then Team Immortal coming in and IMMORTALITY and wow

Anyway yeah sorry for spitting up my lovestruck brain in your asks but I had to make sure that you knew you’ve struck me deeply with your writing and that’s why I’m begging on your doorsteps for literally any content in either one of these verses 💜

i'm very glad both stories are being enjoyed so much and please don't apologize i love stuff like this! it's a huge compliment but also it's just really nice to see that other people are as into and obsessed with my verses as i am. because sometimes i wait for my sleep meds to kick in and i just plot where i'm going and end up passing out in the middle of a mental scene being written lol

so i wrote a thing for spoils of war and thank you! i'm glad it was enjoyed because i have this big headcanon about how consorts are really magically important to warlocks and magical kings if dominion magic is in the fic and a big thing about that is protecting the consorts identity. via masks but also cloaking the consort in so much magic that you can't even tell anything abut them besides what the warlock allows you to know. and there is a lot of history thats hinted at

for created for death

izzy was fucked up about that, okay. but she had to relinquish alec as a brother because otherwise the clave still had ties to him. since they don't need them anymore, the clave sort of doesn't let true nephilim have any rights. so alec had to be disowned as a nephilim and then magnus was basically like 'okay but my magic is on him so hes mine since i calmed him down' and izzy was like 'he totally counts as a weapon. yours now. because thats the safest thing for alec atm

so alec is actually 70/30 and most nephilm are 30/70 in a angelic/mundane equation. which is why he was being kept watch over by the clave but uh, the fear of magnus dying kinda made him lose it

i hope you enjoy this!

<3 lumine

spoils of war

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Alec doesn’t know what’s going on.

Magnus didn’t bother explaining what the ritual was or what it did beyond that it was yet another bonding ceremony. But even their political wedding that signified the end of a war didn’t feel this elaborate.

Alec knows it doesn’t really matter, that he’ll be taking part in the ritual whether he knows what it does or not. In fact, it's almost better not to know than to know what he might need to do.

Alec can’t say no to whatever is going to happen and he knows that, so he takes comfort in the fact that he can still see. The mask has magic in and through it and Alec tries not to consider where it’s from and why he can feel nephil magic still fading from it.

Instead, he concentrates on Magnus and his magic and puts out the thoughts and details of his surroundings, like being watched by over a thousand warlocks and their companions, all hidden with their faces hidden behind a variety of masks.

It’s daunting to be here, to be taking part in something that feels so old and sacred when Alec was supposed to be no more than chattel. Fodder for a war built on the blood of innocents that Alec’s own people started. It feels wrong to be here so defenseless and yet know that Magnus’ magic will protect him better than any weapon.

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Carefully, Magnus uses magic to take off Alexander’s ceremonial collar and he instead replaces it with a loop of pure magic that will slowly take on more and more power until the image of it will always become whatever Magnus wishes it to be.

For now, however, it is a tight loop of deep purple magic that pulses with Magnus’ magic and power in time to Alexander's every breath.

It’s a show of power to summon a single adamas arrow — one that Alexander gave to Magnus by his own hand — and hold it without harm. Alexander sucks in a startled breath — perhaps at the sight of one of his own arrows or that Magnus can hold it with ease — and Magnus can feel him quiver under Magnus’ palm.

“My protection is absolute. When you bleed it will be because I wish it, for no other is allowed to spill your blood.” Magnus uses the arrowhead to nick Alexander’s upper lip — just as he cut the lower with the stele — and then he leans forward to lick it off and suckle the cut until he earns a whine of pain.

“The flames of Edom will devour all before allowing anyone to touch you without my permission.” Magnus promises and his fingers dance with flames that brush harmlessly over Alexander’s neck — the shard of Magnus’ soul claiming Alexander in an undeniable way that will protect him from harm in Edom.

Alexander seems torn between leaning forward and stepping away and Magnus knows his boy better now than he did when they were wed. Alexander needs no leash as Magnus first thought, just a steady hand and Magnus’ voice.

The bonds between them are the only tether Magnus will ever need with Alexander.

“Sweetheart—” Magnus teases, his voice caressing Alexander with magic and he can see how his boy shudders at the sound and feel of it. He steps forward unconsciously, he's been instinctively drawn to Magnus from the very beginning and Magnus croons and reaches out. His palm blooms with hellfire before settling on Alexander’s hip and Magnus pulls him closer still.

“Should any look at you without being graced by my benevolence, their sight shall be consumed by my magic. A payment for stealing a glimpse of what is only mine to see.”

Magnus’ vows are instinctive and there is a primal surge of delight as he takes the ritual a step further, cursing any being who would dare look at Alexander’s uncovered face without his blessing.

It’s an old tradition.

Older still than the ritual Magnus is using and it’s something that has been out of style for over three centuries. Magnus still remembers the stories of how the legend of Medusa started. A warlock desperate to protect her gorgeous consort cursed her love with a vicious, loving protection.

Magnus knows now that Alexander expects to be a spectacle.

A disgraced nephilim in the eyes of his own people, traded away for a peace bought with his soul and virginity. Alexander expected to be paraded around as a mockery, a whipping boy for the clave to offer to the warlocks and it’s clear that’s what the clave told him he was.

But Alexander is not something to be gawked at.

He is not someone who Magnus will allow others to see, not to admire and certainly not to laugh over. Alexander is his consort and if that means that Magnus veils him in magic and curses all those who dare look upon him, then so be it.

#lumine writes #writing wednesday #writing wednesdays #spoils of war #malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #shadowhunters

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misspearly1 · 2 years

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Day Three: Threesome - Joel Miller & Arthur Morgan

Kinktober22 List

When Two Worlds Collide Series ⬇️

Chp1 || Chp2 || Chp3 || Chp4 || Chp5 || Chp6 || Chp7 || Chp8

(This kinktober fic is part of an ongoing series)

WC: 7k

Warnings: 18+ Content. Minors DNI. M/F/M Smut. Unprotected PIV. Double Penetration. Little bit of cum play and praise kink. Fluff.

AN: Wow, I did not plan for this to be 7k. It was supposed to be more of a PWP, but as soon as I started this story, words spilled out everywhere lmao. There's more plot than I planned to write, but I hope you all enjoy nonetheless. Thank you my loves. (I am absolutely visiting this story again in future, I had too much fun with it lmao).

“Gahh!.. Just hold it still, Joel.”

“I am! You hold it still, yer fucking dummy.”

“Dummy? Who ya callin’ dummy?”

“Do yer see anyone else around, Arthur? Christ almighty!”

Sighing frustratedly and dropping your book down into your lap, you roll your eyes at the sound of the men bickering with each other. They have yet to find common ground and the last three weeks being stuck in this hellhole has been torturous purely because of their constant, excessive arguing.

After realizing that you and Joel are inevitably stuck in the year 1899, Arthur moved you both into a little homestead in a wooded area called the Tall Trees. And right now, they’re trying to set up a perimeter by planting wooden posts into the ground to make a fence around the homestead and provide a little coverage, but of course, they have been arguing like they always do and have not been able to get much work done at all today.

You and Joel don’t belong here, obviously, and Arthur Morgan noticed that right away but luckily for you both, he isn’t fazed with peculiar phenomenon's. The man has shared a few stories with you in the last three weeks, detailing the crazy events that have taken place in his life and how most of them can’t even be explained, therefore when he came across you and Joel, it didn’t freak him out that you were from the future. In fact, it’s the least freakiest thing he’s come across in his life.

Arthur remains unfazed, you’re biding your time with books or short walks while you wait for a way out of here, while Joel just seems frustrated every second of the day. All of you are frustrated, but it doesn’t help when he is so much like Arthur. They don’t even realize how much they have in common and that’s the reason why they clash so much. They’re like long long friends, two peas in a pod who just insult each other constantly, argue, whine and butt heads, but by the end of the day, they end up laughing about it.

And, they both listen to you.

“Boys!” You yell after hearing too much of their deep, gruff voices and ask. “Do my ears a favour and just get along for five minutes please, okay? Yes?”

“Yes Miss Y/L/N.” Arthur responds with a nod and when you look over to Joel, he sighs softly, also nodding. “Yes ma’am.”

Turning back to your book upon feeling satisfied with their compliance, you find where you left off and continue reading, and it only took approximately three minutes for them both to start up again. However this time, they argued with each other quietly, whispering hushed insults back and forth like they were twelve and not in their thirties.

“I’d leave your ass in the dirt, so be thankful that you have her with you, asshole.” Arthur seethes, making a valid point to Joel - who couldn’t see that through his anger and barked back. “Oh! If she wasn’t here, you wouldn’t be drawing breath yer stupid fucking hillbilly.”

“Hillbilly?! Who ya callin’ hillbilly?” Arthur demands to know, the question actually making you giggle as Joel replies once again. “Do yer see anyone else around?”

However, as much as you found their attempt to argue quietly funny, you could hear just in their voices that it was getting heated again. You needed to physically intervene and get between them both.

Closing your book and dropping it to the table, the noise alerts them and they turn their backs to you quickly. You shook your head, as if you were annoyed but in reality, you found it amusing. They acted like children who had been caught doing something they shouldn’t have and tried to play it off.

“Y/N.” Arthur greets you as you approach, tipping his hat and Joel doesn’t even meet your line of sight. In fact, he purposely turned his red face away from you so you couldn’t see that he was seconds away from bursting into a fit of laughter. “Everything alright, sweetheart?” The cowboy asks, smirking as he chews on a toothpick.

“Mhm.” You nod, acting like you didn’t hear them arguing just moments ago. “Thought I’d come out here and watch you work. Make sure you’re gettin’ along, you know?”

“Naw, we’re all good. Ain’t that right, sunshine?” Nudging Joel’s side hard, Arthur flashes a bright innocent smile as if he wasn’t still trying to piss him off. Joel turns to face you now and slams a hand down onto Arthur back, emphasizing each word of his reply with extra hard pats. “Sure. We’re - just - peachy.”

Crooking one brow with your arms crossed, you fight the urge to laugh at Arthur smiling through the annoyance. You could tell he was dying on the inside, dying to smack Joel. “Very well then. Proceed.” You say, shrugging your shoulders. “Don’t let me get in the way of you two getting along.”

Instead of heading inside the house, you opted to take a seat on a wood log and watch them work. Arthur went to some nearby city called Blackwater yesterday and bought a wagon full of wood to build the fence around the homestead, hence why he made a good point earlier to Joel. Without him, you both would be stuck and helpless, so Joel should be thankful for his help.

You had no food, money or spare clothes for three days and Joel had to sneak into some poor old man's house to steal some food out of his kitchen before the cowboy came along and stepped in to help right away. Clothing you, feeding you and providing shelter, all Arthur asked for in return is that Joel helps him gather some money for supplies. And by gathering some money, he meant stealing and robbing from the filthy rich.

They withhold the details of how they ‘gathered the money’ but you’re not dumb. You know they’re not coming back with full pockets from honest work, especially when they come back sometimes looking like they’ve run a mile. Faces flushed red with sweat, clothes dirty and torn, bullets and throwing knives missing, meaning they had been used and of course, there was that first time they went out together and Arthur's horse came back with blood on her mane.

You know the clothes on your back, the food in your stomach and the money that bought the supplies for the fence came from dishonest work, just downright thievery and bloodshed. And since you're closer with Joel than you are with Arthur - you’ve known him a little longer - you asked him just one question; were they innocent people?

‘No. Never’, is what Joel replied with and from that point on, you didn’t ask anymore questions. You don’t wish to know what they get themselves into just to provide safety and comfort for you in this little homestead while you wait for a way back home. Which may not be too long of a wait as Arthur has a possible lead; a man named Francis Sinclair that might be of help - another peculiar and futuristic looking stranger he met a little while before he found you two.

The cowboy is going to stay with you and Joel for the next couple of days before beginning his search for Francis, just for precaution as he had heard of a nasty group of individuals living out here in the Tall Trees with you. A group called The Skinners, which doesn’t at all sound too good to be living amongst. Night-time is when it’s most dangerous and the perimeter is necessary for protection.

Joel and Arthur are good fighters, and they’ve built an impressive weapons arsenal lately too so you’re not overly worried about someone possibly knocking on the door late in the night, however what has been on your mind today is that there is only one bedroom in this little homestead. Joel had been sleeping on the couch the last two nights you’ve stayed here, but now that Arthur is staying here too, you wonder where he will sleep.

“Arthur.” You call his name with those thoughts in mind, suggesting a solution for the problem that will arise later. “Do you want me to rearrange the living room? To free up space for you and Joel?”

“Um, yes. That would be very helpful, miss y/l/n. Thank you.” He agrees with a smile, to which you wave him off and tut. “Please, just call me by my name and it’s not a bit of a bother. I'm happy to help.”

Moving towards the homestead, you head inside and take a look at what you can do in order to free up space. There’s only one sofa, and it’s small too. Joel doesn’t even fit on the damn thing and you’ve offered more than once now to switch with him so he can get a comfortable nights rest in the bed, but he refuses.

Overall, the homestead is fairly small, but with a few adjustments, it will provide some room for Arthur to lay out some blankets in front of the fire. You start off by pushing the sofa against the kitchen counter, then drag the table along to the floor and place it against the wall just under the window. There wasn’t a large space on the floor for Arthur to lay down because of the bulky double wardrobe in the room. The layout of the homestead was arranged poorly, but luckily for him, there can be a fix. The bedroom is the most spacious and the wardrobe would fit inside nicely, it’s just moving the thing that might be a problem.

Surprisingly, Joel and Arthur were relatively quiet outside. They haven’t argued and just kept their head down to work efficiently, so the thought of disturbing that to ask for help with the wardrobe ultimately pushed you to do it yourself. It’s heavy, but if you take your time it can just be shimmied side to side until it eventually gets to where you need it to be.

After moving a couple things around in the bedroom, you head back into the living room then begin pulling the wardrobe away from the wall. The sound of wood screeching across the floor gave you goosebumps and made you cringe, but it was working. The height and width of the door leading into the bedroom was a couple inches bigger than the wardrobe, thus giving you enough room to just push it inside. If it wasn’t so darn heavy.

While your whole attention and focus was directed to putting every effort into pushing the wardrobe inside the bedroom, you didn’t notice Joel or Arthur’s presence by the door leading into the homestead behind you. They heard all of the noises; the wood screeching, your struggling panting breaths and most amusingly to them, the snippy remarks you made about your own lack of strength.

Although they stood and watched for a few moments, Joel and Arthur had their fill of enjoyment watching you struggle to make adjustments for their comfort and stepped in to help. “Easy there, superwoman. The men are here now.” Joel jokes and lays a hand on your lower back, gesturing you to step aside while Arthur lays his hand on the wardrobe beside your hands, leaning against it as he looks down at you with a smirking smile on his lips. “Let us finish off, sweetheart. We’re mighty strong, you know.”

“Oh, and am I not? Is that what you’re saying Mr. Morgan?” You retort upon taking a little insult from his comment. Tilting your head to the side and waiting for him to answer you, he scratches the back of his neck and visibly cringes, thinking he had actually upset you. You’re quite good at teasing them. Behind you however, Joel thought it’d be funny to jump in and tease Arthur too. “Oh, Mr. Morgan, you’re in trouble.” He chuckles.

“Excuse me?” You turn to look at Joel, your face mere millimetres apart as you berate him too for his comments. “The men are here now.” You quote him while raising your brows. “And what exactly is that supposed to mean? I can’t do it myself just because I’m a woman?... Hm, shame on you Mr. Miller, didn’t peg you for being sexist.”

“You tell ‘em, girl.” Arthur now jumps in, the sound of his voice affecting Joel as he looks away from your eyes to glare at him. “Wait… A woman called me sexist once, is it not a compliment?” He asks and it makes you and Joel laugh, crumbling your angry façade. No longer acting as if you were insulted by them both, you turn to Arthur and shake your head. “No. It’s not a compliment.”

“Then why are you both laughing?” Asking another question, the poor man tilts his head to the side with bewilderment.

“Because Arthur.” You begin, reaching out to lay a hand on his chest with a gentle pat. “Because you thought that lady was calling you sexy.” Giggling still with Joel chuckling behind you too, Arthur looked offended as he mumbles sadly. “She wasn’t calling me sexy?…”

“Oh, sweetheart.” Your giggling comes to a stop now as you feel sorry for him. Stepping forward, Joel’s hand slips away from your lower back as you move closer to Arthur and cup each side of his face. “It’s okay, Arthur. It’s not your fault, honey. It’s the era of time you were born in and don’t worry, I think you’re sexy, not sexist.”

“You do?” He asks bashfully then smiles when you nod. Thanking you for the compliment with a hug, Arthur looks directly into Joel’s eyes and winks, the action making him scoff and call the cowboy out. “You lying piece of shit, you know what a sexist is.” He says.

“Oh, is that right?” You scoff. Pulling back, you look up at Arthur with narrowed eyes and the man glares at Joel, calling him an ‘spiteful hindrance’. As they bicker with each other once more, calling each other names and bringing you into it too, making the argument about you, it suddenly becomes clear why they argue so much - it’s because of you. Jealousy is rife in the air between.

Arthur calling Joel an spiteful hindrance is just another way of saying cockblock, meaning he was trying to woo you over just now before Joel called it out. They both like you and that realization makes your stomach flutter with excitement. You’ve never been in a position like this before, in the middle of two men fighting over you and truthfully, it’s so fucking arousing.

As their arguing, once again, becomes more and more heated, they are closing in with you squished in the middle of them both. Joel had his chest pressed against your back and Arthur had his chest pressed against yours, they were quite literally hurling insults back and forth right over your shoulder. “Boys!” You yell and their row comes to an immediate stop, though they both look down at you and now suddenly become aware of their proximity.

“Sorry, darlin’.” Joel mumbles and steps back. You already begin to miss his warmth.

“Me too, girl.” Arthur adds to the apology, also stepping back. And you miss his warmth too.

Nodding to them both, you now step aside to let them take over and push the wardrobe into the bedroom. You take advantage of their backs turned to you and squeeze your legs together to ease the ache between your legs. Since you’ve been so caught up with making a temporary home here, it never dawned on you before about Arthur and Joel possibly being attracted to you.

You’ve known Joel longer than Arthur, but only by a couple of months, and it’s the last three weeks being stuck in this situation that have really brought you three closer to one another. You’ve grown so used to their company that the thought of departing from Arthur saddens you, but also, just thinking about going back to your normal life as Joel’s neighbour was saddening too.

You barely talked to him, he was always working and so were you. Things will change once you go back, you know that for sure considering all you have been through with the man, however you wonder what happens to Arthur. It’s evident he and Joel have a crush on you and you feel the same way - you like them both, and that’s an issue because only one is going back home with you.

Upon feeling the evening sun warming up your face, you head into the kitchen to prepare dinner to distract yourself and your thoughts. You can already feel where your mind is heading towards, which is an area to think about letting both men have you. But you can’t. You can’t think about that sort of stuff, it’s not a good time and besides, Joel and Arthur wouldn’t want that anyways, they each would want you all to themselves, not to share.

After filling a pot with water, chopping up a variety of vegetables, diced meat and adding a few cubes of beef stock, you call for help to lift it into the living room to hang above the fire. It’s too heavy for you to carry, but Arthur and Joel enter the kitchen, both of them move towards you then stop to look at each other. A silent moment passes, as if they were wordlessly communicating to each other, before Arthur steps forward and lifts the pot off the counter. He carries it into the living room, leaving you alone with Joel, who then asks if you are okay.

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t it be?” You smile, hoping it would help to disguise your obvious mood shift. Joel can tell, he isn’t oblivious, hence why he asked if you were okay in the first place. “Is it because of us? Because of all the arguing?” Joel searches for the answer, clearly picking up on your lies. “We’re sorry, darlin’ and it won’t happen again.” He insists.

“Joel-” You sigh, readying yourself to tell him that it’s not because of all the arguing, but he steps closer and cuts you off. “I mean it, doll. It won’t happen again, we um… we had a little chat in the bedroom and it’s for the best anyways since he’s gonna be staying here with us and all.”

Well, that is a good thing I suppose, you agree silently. Nodding to him, you forget about trying to explain that it’s not the arguing that’s on your mind and just let it go. “And besides, who’s gonna take care of you if we end up killin’ each other?” Joel chuckles with a smile, the sincerity and kindness behind that statement making you feel weak in the knees.

“You won’t kill each other.” You whisper in reply, shaking your head. “You clash because you both care about me and my safety, that’s all.”

“Yeah darlin’, we do indeed.” Joel agrees, then jerks his head to the side to beckon you into the living. “C’mon, we should eat.”

Grabbing a few slices of bread and a bottle of liquor, you head into the living room and join Arthur by the fire. He had already laid out a few blankets and was stirring the pot of stew when you sat down on the floor beside him. This homestead isn’t much, but it’s their company that makes it homey and gets you through this whole ordeal of being stuck here.

While you waited for the stew to be cooked, you each indulged with a small glass of whiskey. The air was quickly filled with the smell of home cooking, alcohol, good laughs and smooth flowing conversation, and sexual tension. Now that you know about their attraction to you, you’re picking up on subtle details that you missed before, like the way Arthur looks at you and laughs when Joel says something funny, or vice versa.

And how they always tend to sit together to look at you directly when they’re talking. Joel and Arthur were currently sitting on the floor with their backs against the sofa while you sat opposite them, occasionally checking the stew. The topics of conversations always include you, no matter what they’re talking about, they bring you into it, even if it’s just to share your opinion on what they were talking about.

However, the most visible detail you notice now is how they look at you. Whichever one you’re talking to, you notice the others eyes roaming the expanse of your body, and if you’re talking to Joel and Arthur at the same time, their eyes always end up dropping to your lips at some point. It’s like they’re both daydreaming about you at the same time.

Turning away to check on the stew again, you immediately notice Arthur and Joel tilt their heads together and stare at your behind in the corner of your vision. Your original clothes were thrown out, replaced with a new wardrobe by Arthur and it now makes you wonder if he chose these clothes strategically, knowing how they would look on you beforehand.

The jeans you have on are high waisted, snug and figure hugging. The shirt is a warm pink in colour, plaid patterned with a v-neckline and rolled up sleeves, it’s just a simple button down, tucked into your pants. The whole outfit is simplistic and sweet, though the men looked at you like you were dressed in lingerie. And it was making you feel incredibly sexy.

You felt beautiful and seductive from their drooling gazes, and God do you want them; want them to just give in to their desires and just take you right here on the living room floor. You want both of them at the same time filling you up live you’ve never been filled before. You want to be crowded by Joel and Arthur, surrounded by their love, attention and warmth, wrapped up in it and filled with it.

Turning your head to look at them quickly, they both snap out of their trance and clear their throats awkwardly as they look away. “How’s the food coming?” Joel asks while scratching his beard, a lousy attempt to hide that he was just ogling at your ass and Arthur pretends to look for something in his satchel, not even daring to meet your gaze otherwise he would blush red like a tomato for being caught.

“Oh, it’s coming. Shouldn’t be too long now, boys.” You say softly with a tinge of seduction rolling off your tongue. Though it was very subtle, you saw how it clearly had an effect on them as they both gulped and shifted awkwardly. You wanted to push a little more and see how far you can tease them before they catch on to what you’re doing.

“You both have been working so hard today.” Holding their eye contact, you give praise while fighting your urge to smile. “Gotta keep my two heroes well fed and taken care of so you can take care of me, ain’t that right?” You ask.

“Right.” They breathe the word in unison, both looking at you like a deer in the headlights with the hidden sexy undertone in your voice. Looking back at the fire while you nod, you watch in your peripheral vision as Joel and Arthur turn to look at each other, mouth agape and shrug with confused expressions. They shifted their positions awkwardly once again, but this time with Arthur subtly trying to readjust himself before Joel nudges him with his knee, as if to tell him to behave before you see it.

They’re aroused - aroused, turned on, but hesitant, it’s that simple. You’ve had enough experiences with men in the past to know that Joel and Arthur are hesitant to believe your sexual cues, and just like most men you have shared sexual encounters with, they need clear, understandable signals that you want them, not vague hidden undertone in your words.

However, that being said, it is amusing to tease them after all. You have always enjoyed teasing them, even before you knew they wanted you in the most sexually explicit way. “I hope you’re both hungry.” You glance over to them briefly with a mischievous grin on your lips as you move to sit on your knees.

“Starving, babydoll.” Says Joel.

“Ravenous, darling girl.” Says Arthur.

Their answers were pleasing to your ears, but they both sounded deprived of something else and not food. Resting your weight on the heels of your feet, you arch your back when checking the stew and over your shoulder, you could hear Joel and Arthur sigh heavily with a sexual need.

“Well that’s good then.” You whisper, then hum a moan after inhaling the delectable scent of your own cooking. “Because I’m really, really hungry too -” Tilting your head to look at them in the eyes as you sample a taste of the stew off a spoon, you wrap your lips around the object slowly, swallow it, then share something daring. “- it’s been a while since I had some good tasting meat in my mouth.."

Joel and Arthur look at each other again, this time not caring that you are watching them like a hawk, waiting for their next move. When they turn back at you, smirks on their lips and predatory looks in their eyes, you open your mouth slightly and poke your tongue into your cheek, hoping that it was a clear enough cue for them.

“Well why didn’t you say it’s been a while?” Asks Arthur as he readjusts himself in his pants, this time without Joel nudging him to stop before you see. You were already watching and smiling at the sight of his growing bulge, even licking your lips.

“We can take care of that little problem for you, doll.” Says Joel, a fire burning in his eyes at the thought of you splayed out on the floor, taking him and Arthur. He had to ask though, he needed more confirmation of what you wanted exactly. “Would you like that? For me and Arthur to help - together?”

“At the same time?” You smile, and it was contagious. An invisible unknown weight is lifted from their shoulders with your smile, your reaction radiating from your body across to Joel and Arthur. They both grin, chests swelling with anticipation of your dirty desires to have them both, which is a fantasy they have talked about privately without you hearing multiple times now.

“Of course.” Joel breathes a heavy sigh, filled with sexual frustration. “Anything for our girl, ain’t that right Arthur?” He looks to his so-called rivalry beside him, the man he argues with constantly day and night, Joel looks to Arthur and waits for his confirmation that he wants this too.

“I um… Just to be clear, we’re not actually talking about meat, right?” He clears his throat nervously and as you giggle, Joel shakes his head ‘no’. Arthur relaxes then, a smile spreading across his face again as he confirms. “Yes. Anything for our girl, Joel.”

Now, as their gazes land on you, powerful and intense gazes that feel like a spotlight is being shined on you, they each hold a hand out for you to make the next move. You’re in charge, it’s your comfort and preferred pace they’re most concerned about. You can see it in their eyes. Hungry and starved for your touch, to pleasure you endlessly with your body pressed between them both, but only at your pace.

Moving away from the fire and into the middle of the floor, you look at Joel and Arthur as your hands reach for the buttons on your shirt. And now they move. Dropping their arms and readjusting their positions as you prepare to undress, they wanted to be comfortably seated for the strip tease show you were putting on.

You notice how they both hold a hand on their thighs, inches away from their growing bulge that was just aching to be buried inside your warmth, however you assumed that their eyes would lower with each button you pop open, but they didn’t. Joel and Arthur continued to gaze at your face, the irises of their eyes expanding with lust as more and more of your skin is revealed.

Arthur's reaction to your underwear was most interesting. He was probably expecting a corset of some sort, but instead was met with a thin black transparent material doing a lousy job at covering your nipples. You blush under his stare, watching the way he gulps when you pull your arms out of your shirt and sit before them, semi-naked.

“Ever seen a bra like that before, my friend?” Joel asks, nudging Arthur’s side. He shakes his head and you giggle before reaching behind your back to undo the hooks. The straps slide down your arms before falling to the floor, exposing your rotund breasts and pert nipples completely for both of their eyes to see. Though the room was heated with the fire and a palpable sexual need, a cool shiver ripples across your body under their intense wandering gazes.

“Oh, these pants are rather tight.” You tease while faking a struggle with the button and zipper on your jeans. Looking at Joel, you toy with the waistband in a seducing manner and ask. “Won’t you help me, handsome?”

“Oh, it’d be my pleasure, babydoll.” Joel growls. Moving towards you, he reaches for your pants but you stop him and hold his arm before pulling him to move behind you instead. “I want Arthur to watch you undress me.” You explain, placing your hands atop his as he wraps them around your front. They’re big, strong and warm, splayed across your lower stomach.

Feeling caged in by his arms with his broad chest pressed against you, your head lolls back to rest on his shoulder as he drags a hand up your stomach, teasing you a featherlight touch. Arthur groans while palming himself over the fabric of his pants, watching Joel cup your breasts with a gentle grope made him hard and needy, impatient to hear you make the prettiest of sounds.

“These aren’t tight at all, sweetheart.” Joel tuts playfully against the skin on your neck, his fingers slipping inside your jeans with ease. “Oh my.” He chuckles softly directly into your ear, tickling you purposely with his beard. “She ain’t wearing anything underneath these jeans, Arthur and she’s all wet too.” He says.

“Jesus.” Arthur grunts now, then leans closer. He can physically hear your slick as Joel slides a finger through your folds, the sound was rushing blood straight to his cock causing a throbbing ache. His impatience was growing at a rapid rate, becoming too much to bear and he needed to see how wet you were, not just hear it from Joel's actions.

Meeting your eye contact, Arthur's heart flutters with your sweet smile and the breath escapes him as you close the gap and seal your lips over his. He kisses you back fervently, tongue slipping inside and swirling around with a deeply satisfying hum. You gasp and moan, eyes springing open with muffled giggle as Joel pulls your jeans down.

Now completely exposed, he cups your pussy from behind and you arch your back for him, providing easier access for his fingers teasing their way into your entrance while you kiss Arthur. In the corner of your vision, you could see Arthur rubbing himself over his pants and you break off from the kiss with a request he couldn’t possibly refuse. “Lay back for me, honey. I’ll take care of you.”

“Oh now, this I have to see.” Joel groans, curious to watch you pleasure Arthur while he fingers you from behind. You could hardly contain your moans from his actions and the sounds you made were expanding his chest with pride. Bending his fingers into a come hither motion, he smiles with Arthur as you halt your movements to let out the most pornographic sounding cry. Joel had his fingers buried deep and was caressing your g-spot, amping up the pleasure a couple notches.

“How she looking from that angle?” Arthur asks Joel, though his eyes remained on you as you opened up his pants. “I gotta say, she’s looking real pretty on this side.” He winks as you looked up at him, freeing his cock from the confines of his jeans and wasting no time taking him inside your mouth. Arthur then throws his head back with a broken moan. “J-Jesus. That f-feels so fucking g-” He tried to say, but couldn’t finish his sentence as you take more and bury your nose into the hairs on his mound.

“Atta girl, Y/N.” Joel chuckles, praising you for shutting Arthur up. Removing his fingers from your heat, you moan from the loss which causes Arthur to grunt from the vibrations, and while he balls his hands up into fists at his side, you wiggle your hips for Joel, hoping he gets the message that you're needy for his touch. You feel Joel removing your jeans fully and tossing them to the side, then hear a zipper being opened and see more clothes being thrown to the side. He’s naked now, naked and hard.

“This okay, babydoll?” He notches the tip at your entrance, asking beforehand if you’re okay for him to continue. Nodding and humming around Arthur's cock in your mouth, you manage to choke out a yes before holding onto his thighs and bracing for the first stretch of Joel entering you.

He teased you first, coating himself with your desire before pushing the tip inside with a heavy sigh. “Goddamn.” Eyes rolling shut, Joel takes a moment to compose himself before holding into your hips. “So warm and tight, darlin’.” He rambles breathlessly.

Looking up into Arthur's eyes as Joel carefully pulls your hips back while pushing his hips forward, you mewl with the stretch of his cock entering you. Though he was slowly and gently easing into you, helping you adjust to his size, you felt in his bruising grip just how much he wanted to be rough. You felt everything. Every vein and ridge, full of every inch of him when he bottoms out.

“Christ!” Joel shudders, groping the meaty flesh of your ass before clinging on for leverage as he pulls his hips back then sheathes himself inside again. The action caused you to push forward and choke on Arthurs cock, which then made him grunt loudly from the sensation. “FUCK.”

You moan with pleasure, the sound reassuring both Joel and Arthur that you were okay to continue. Relaxing your jaw and taking as much as you can of Arthurs cock, you timed your movements skilfully in order to breathe, working in tandem with Joel’s fast paced rhythm.

“Goddamn, darlin’. You’re pussy’s squeezing me so tight.” Joel heaves a broken groan, feeling your fingers circling your clit from below, thus causing you to clench around him. He was barely holding onto his composure before, but now he’s struggling not to spill his seed when he’s only just begun. Just thinking about cumming way too soon burns his cheeks with both embarrassment and amazement. Embarrassed because he wants to last longer and make you cum first, and amazement because of your ability to make him climax so soon.

It was all too much. Too good and too much. The feeling of your warmth wrapped around him with a vice-like grip, the sound of your ragged moans, gagging and even the sound of Arthur moaning with bliss. Just looking at your body from behind, your beautiful, sexy figure laying in a compromising position while being filled with two cocks - that image on its own was pushing him closer and closer towards the edge.

“Y/N.” Joel cries your name. Damn near bruising your ass cheeks with the tight grip he had on them, his movements became sloppy and fast, his breathing erratic and heavy, and his composure completely gone. “Y/N, I’m gonna cum babydoll.” He warns, euphoria outweighing the shame of reaching his peak so quickly.

Bringing your arm around, you hold his hand and push your hips back, a silent signal of reassurance that he hears loud and clear seconds before spilling his seed deep inside your cunt. You hum around Arthur upon feeling Joel’s warmth coating your walls and filling you up. You could hear how wet you were as he continued to roll his hips forward with a slow grind and fuck you through his own high.

Moments later, you taste salt on your tongue and see Arthur’s brows pull together as he grits his teeth. “Sweetheart.” He inhales shakily, warning. “I’m close.” Humming around him, you suck softly and fondle his balls, drawing the orgasm out of him as he groans your name to the high heavens above.

You had the pleasure of tasting his release while watching him unfold before your very eyes. Gulping back ropes upon ropes of his salty seed, Arthur groans continuously and his whole body shudders with aftershocks. Your climax quickly reaches its peak and you release Arthur to mewl.

Pleasure burns across your chest, heating up your body temperature as you break out in a sweat, blissful waves ripple across your abdomen with each gentle thrust from Joel behind you, prolonging your high for as long as possible before it becomes over sensitive. Which didn’t take very long and you cry out that it’s too much moments later.

“S’okay darlin’. We got you.” Joel soothes comfortingly as he pulls out. You whine from the loss, already missing the sensation of feeling full, though you didn’t stay empty for very long as Joel catches his cum spilling out of you with his finger then pushes it back inside. “Wouldn’t wanna leave a mess on Arthur’s bed now, babydoll. Keep you full instead, huh?” He speaks with a teasing tone, but you had a better idea.

“Take me to bed.” You mumble. Lifting your head from where you had buried it into the blankets, you look up at Arthur and repeat your request. “Take me to bed and make love to me - both of you.”

Arthur looks up at Joel and jerks his head to the side before reaching out for you. He takes you in his arms, wraps your legs around his waist then stands from the floor with ease. “Oh.” You gasp upon feeling his cock brushing against your clit, causing you to clench around nothing.

The man felt that and stopped walking to push you up against the wall beside the bedroom door. Then, as Joel was busy locking down the house behind him, Arthur took advantage of the little moment he had you all to himself and carefully slipped the tip of himself inside your cunt. "Fuck!" You cry into his neck, digging your fingers into the skin. "Arthur, fuck me, please." You plead, wanting more, needing more.

Over his shoulder, you looked at Joel, watching him struggle to close the windows, lock the doors and remove the pot of food from the fire as he tried to keep his eyes on you and Arthur. He wanted to watch, wanted to watch you get fucked by another man. You smiled at him, a devilish smile and beckoned him over with a finger.

"You like watching Arthur, don't you?" You ask to which Joel nods in reply as he walks over to you. He stands behind the cowboy, a little hesitant though, hoping he wasn't interrupting. Arthur tilted his head back then tutted at him. "What you are waiting for brother, kiss her for fucks sake."

"Fuck her harder then." Joel growls, then looks to you immediately, hoping that it was okay. Which it was. You breathed a heavy sigh, nodding your head pathetically and pulled Arthur close so you could meet Joel's lips in a kiss. Arthur pushed you up against the wall and fucked you harder, your backside slapping against it with each thrust.

Breaking off from the kiss, you rest your chin on Arthur's shoulder and continue to gaze into Joel's eyes, babbling about how good it feels. "I.. want... you... both." You manage to say between each brutal thrust. "Nghh! Fuck, Joel! I'm gonna come." You sob, gripping the base of Arthur neck.

Closing your eyes, you mewl through the release of your orgasm, clenching around Arthur with a vice-like grip that he struggles to push through. "So fucking tight." He grunts through gritted teeth. Holding a hand to the back of your head, he groans heavily through his own orgasm, releasing creamy white ropes of his seed inside your cunt.

"Yeah, that's it." Joel praises, holding a hand to Arthur back as you whine from the sensation of being filled. "Keep pumping her full." He says and you open your eyes to look at him with a smile appearing on your lips. As Arthurs movements slow down, you reach out and cup the side of Joel's cheek, running your fingers through his hair while he asks if you're okay.

"Never better." You sigh breathily, then shake your head. "Arthur take me to bed."

"I'll be there in a second." Joel reassures as Arthur moves away from the wall and carries you into the bedroom. After pulling the duvet cover back and laying you down in bed, he climbs in behind you and waits for Joel to join. He plants kisses along your neck, rubbing reassuring hands up and down your side as you wiggle your backside into him. Moments later, Joel enters the bedroom and turns all of the oil lamps down, barring one in the corner of the room which casted a warm, soothing glow.

“Hey there, beautiful.” He whispers as he climbs into the bed, laying in front of you. Cupping the side of your face before leaning in to kiss your lips, you lay your leg over his and reach behind you to pull Arthur closer. Joel breaks the kiss, but holds the proximity to gaze into your eyes as he asks. “You ready for me or Arthur, babydoll, it's up to you.”

“Both.” You shake your head and watch as Joel’s eyes widen a little before looking at Arthur. “Are you sure, sweetheart?” He asks, worried that it might be too much. “We don’t want to hurt you, darling girl.” Arthur whispers into your ear, but you turn to him and reassure with a kiss on his lips, mumbling that you’re sure.

Breaking off to turn back to Joel, you kiss him while Arthur hooks an arm under your leg and lines himself up. “Nice and slow, sweetheart. We’ll work ya open nice and slow.” He whispers into your neck as he rolls his hips forward and buries himself to the hilt. You whine into Joel’s mouth from being filled once again and dig your fingers into biceps. Each of them are impressive in size, though you're eager to have them both cum inside of you at the same time.

Lowering your hand to Joel’s side, you pull him in close then notch the tip of him at your entrance. “Please - I can take it.” You plead, burying your face into his neck. He and Arthur work together by taking turns, opening you up more and more with each roll of their hips.

“Fuck! I am in heaven.” Arthur grunts into your hair, relishing the feeling of his cock slipping inside of your cunt before pulling out and feeling Joel enter you. Joel was equally lost in the feeling. They both were breathing heavy grunts and sighs, the noise pleasing to your ears and providing a distraction from the unbelievable stretch.

“Such a good girl, darlin’, taking both of us.” Joel whispers into your neck and the praise goes straight to your head, boosting your confidence to take more. You couldn’t decide what was more arousing, the fact that they were getting themselves off taking turns fucking your pussy, or hearing how love drunk they were.

You felt crowded by both of them, crowded and exhausted. You couldn’t move even if you wanted to, so instead, you just lay squashed between their bodies and held on. Their hands roaming the expanse of your body with reassuring strokes and your sexy whimpers were muffled by their positions over you.

Joel buried his face into your neck with Arthur pressing his forehead into your hair, both panting now as their orgasms approached. Though the position prevented them from burying their cocks to the hilt, it didn’t matter because you were nearing your own climax just hearing, feeling and experiencing them both make love to you. Three of you coming together as one, your pussy filled with their love, they plant many reassuring kisses to your skin and praise how good you were for them.

However with your continued reassurances, they quickly became hungry again; hungry to pleasure you until you’re absolutely spent. This went on for hours throughout the night, Arthur and Joel making love to you at the same time. It was enough to make you climax again, and again, and again. Until you eventually fell asleep in their arms, completely crowded by their love and devotion.

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chlix · 6 months

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skz as patrons at the library where i work

Genre: crack Synoposis: literally what it says on the tin lmao Members: OT8!! maknae line below the cut :)

Disclaimer in case my boss sees this that I love my job and almost all of our patrons <3 also none of these statements describe a specific person they’re just amalgamations of things we do and see every day

CHAN:

Mostly comes in to use our wifi/study rooms

Once asked us if we had a spare ethernet cable+hookup and we were all like ummmm we don’t really do that here?

Accumulated a $0.50 fine on his account and was extremely apologetic while paying it off like dude it’s okay it’s not that serious

Needs to print like 150 pages off of his laptop every single week and we feel bad for being annoyed because he’s really very nice about it*

Leaves ten minutes before closing <333

*this is annoying because printing off your own laptop means we have to leave our desk and go get your papers from the wireless printer the back office, whereas if you printed from the library computers you could get it yourself from the public printers

MINHO:

Runs a whole-ass business out of our meeting rooms

Like seriously shouldn’t you have an office space or a building for this….but no he checks out the same room key almost every day like clockwork

Actually doesn’t even live in our township but pays the PLAC fee because he likes our facilities better

Every time he tries to speak to us at the desk and it echoes he goes, “Wow sound really travels in here doesn’t it?”

When you ask him for his name for the financial records he jokingly refuses to tell you because “You should know who I am by now”

CHANGBIN:

Constantly forgets that he has to check out items that are on the holds shelf before leaving

It's such an issue like we've marked more than ten books as missing/lost but it turns out he just took them and left

Regularly attends the adult programming, like book clubs and mental health information sessions, always thanks the presenter for their time <3

Uses the library as Google, will call us and ask “Where’s the cheapest gas station close to where I am?” like sir where are you????

Has a punch card for the coffee machine and will stand around and make small talk while the coffee brews

HYUNJIN:

Gets so unbelievably embarrassed to come up to the desk for any reason as we’re going to verbally berate him for asking us a question

Bitches about every fine no matter how small, will ask for a manager over $0.75.

Seriously he does not like owing money. He got a book wet one time on vacation and paid for it as passive-aggressively as possible

“I’m telling you that the person before me must have done that because I would never treat a book that way, I treat all my books well and I’m one of the most frequent users of the library” like ok sir that'll be $27.99

One of those people that finds weeding atrocious and hates when he sees damaged books in the trash

Constantly complains about how the classics section lacks diversity (he’s right but us circ assistants can’t do anything about it)

JISUNG:

Has about a hundred books checked out on his account and can never remember which ones are next

He has a phone plan with a weird provider so we can’t text him notices and even though we explain this several times he constantly complains that he doesn’t get notices by text

Tries to pay his fines off with Apple Pay and can’t understand why we, a library using a cash register from 2007, do not take Apple Pay

Once used a website that made the computer set off a LOUD ASS ALARM for being a “forbidden or unsafe network” and we were all like what the hell did you do like even porn doesn’t set off an alarm????

Always asks to “use the bathroom really quick” after we’ve officially closed and forces us to stay an extra 20 minutes because we can’t shut anything down until the building is empty

FELIX:

Never actually reserves a meeting room but will always come to the front desk and ask if there’s one available and will be SHOCKED if we’re booked straight through for the day

Regularly brings in books for donation and when he pays fines in cash he always hands us a $20 and says to keep the change <3

Notices every minute change to the layout like “Why are the atlases no longer at the front of nonfiction?” and we’re like when was the last time you even checked out an atlas

Gets embarrassed if a book he wants is in the teen or children’s section and asks us to go get it for him

Can never connect to Libby because he keeps forgetting his PIN number so he calls us to reset it like once a month

SEUNGMIN:

Checks out a TON of DVDs. Treats this place like Netflix fr

Will request we get a movie that’s currently in theaters and we’re like “It’s not even out on disc yet so we literally can’t buy it”

Prefers to hand all his returns to a desk person and watch us check them in while he’s there instead of putting them in the return so he can "make sure" he doesn't get any fines

Asks us why mysteries are shelved separately from all the other books because it’s confusing as to what is and isn’t a mystery (we have no clue either)

Likes picking books off the cart while you’re shelving because they're "peer reviewed" and "probably better than what's on the shelves"

JEONGIN:

Constantly forgets his library card and is forced to come up to the desk so we can check his books out

Does not understand the difference between librarians and circulation assistants and so is always asking circ assistants do work that only librarians can do

“What do you mean you’re not a librarian? Isn’t everyone who works in a library a librarian?”

Thinks literally everything is going to get him banned from the library as if you'd get banned from the library for...using the services we offer?

Got anxious when we entered the room with a giant mallet after he reported one of the tables was stuck and we had to explain we were not going to attack him and we use the mallet to fix stuck tables

Walks away with room keys sometimes and returns them like 30 minutes before we close in an absolute PANIC

#this is the pinnacle of posts that are only funny to me #skz crack #incorrect skz #skz headcanons #skz imagines #bang chan headcanons #lee felix headcanons #lee minho headcanons #seo changbin headcanons #yang jeongin headcanons #hwang hyunjin headcanons #kim seungmin headcanons #han jisung headcanons

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ezdotjpg · 5 months

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Re: art trademarks (except I know Nothing so this will probably be... abstract)

- obvious answer is the panelling, you get extremely creative with it and you're the first person I've seen doing all that ! You've been going especially crazy with it for the last updates and honestly I'm living for it. You just raised my standards so much, now I'm disapointed in everyone else for not unlocking the Full Potential lmao.

- Okay here I can't figure out how to explain myself. I'll do my best :'D The lineart. Is sharp is what I wanted to say, except it'd actually not ? So I guess what I meant is that you are decisive with your strokes. Like you know what you're doing. Determined.

- Still, i think there's a lot of softness in you work. It's very nice (as in "kind")

- the eyes (i can't explain further but. The eyes)

- CRAZY ATTENTION TO DETAILS. IN DESIGNS, THE ACTIONS, SETTING, EVERYTHING. YOU ARE ANYTHING BUT LAZY. WOW ???!!!

So yeah, I love it. Your art makes me think of when it's winter and its almost night so everything is blue even though it's only 5pm and also I'm like 7 in this scenario. (<- this doesn't mean anything but it's late here so my brain is starting to do pirouettes. Like a bellerina.) I'm going to sleep and hopefully tomorrow I'll be coherent. Have a nice day !

WOUGHH thank you for such a detailed answer!!! I think simple, effective paneling is its own skill worth admiring, but I really enjoy going full maximalist with it :D if you like that style, I can’t recommend Shirahama Kamome’s work enough if you haven’t checked it out already, she’s the absolute blueprint and a huge inspo for me

#the thing abt my art feelin kind also makes my heart so warm 🥺#<3 #askdotjpg #art trademark

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dappledpaintbrush · 2 months

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wow, looks like you can do an essay about Dimentio.

What do you think of the other characters?

For me in "short"

Tippi: The protagonist of the story and got her happy ending, I came to miss her presence after the end.

Count Bleck: Definitely one of Mario's best written villains. I cry.

Nastasia: I was in her place, I empathized a lot with her and sometimes I wish she would return in other stories.

O'chunks: I was surprised by her story, I didn't expect that background, for me he is a himbo in a good way. A good guy.

Mimi: I can't say the same with Mimi, a little disappointed, but at least there are headcanons.

Mr. L: Definitely wasted potential, I would have liked to see more with the other minions. It's weird if I got a penny for every time Luigi is hypnotized into being an enemy I'd have two cents, which isn't much but it's weird that it happens twice.

Dimentio: It's thanks to him that I have an obsession with Jesters, he managed to do what Bowser couldn't with just a snap of his fingers. Terrifying, I hope one day we see it again.

OMG YAYAYAYAYAY IVE BEEN WANTING THIS ASK

Okay so. I’ll try not to make this unbearably long. But this game is my special interest so. I apologize in advance. (I turned off reblogs bc reblogging asks removes the read more) (and it’s gonna clog people’s feed) (this IS unbearably long) (I Failed)

Tippi:

Omg I miss Tippi too :( it feels so weird playing the game without her.

Tippi is so . so interesting. All of the characters are interesting, but I especially love the way she’s written. I love how they were able to nail that she’s gentle and caring, but also firm and not about to put up with anybody’s bullshit. To me, that’s hard to write without it feeling disengenuine, and they pulled it off with Tippi VERY well. A particular line of hers I really like is, “Perhaps...my life would have been more carefree without you, that is true,” in response to Blumiere’s, “But I have caused you so much suffering..." She didn’t immediately console him. She told him the truth, as harsh as it was. Idk, that scene had just always stuck out to me. It’s not a line I expected to be written.

I wish her unexplained teleportation powers were. Explained. But that doesn’t really mess up her character so it’s okay. However. I hate how she developed a crush on Mario. I’ve always hated it. I like to pretend it’s not real LMAO. But then again, it can be interpreted in a deeper way- that she didn’t actually have a crush on Mario and she was merely projecting onto him. Her memory was flooding back to her and she was in a very vulnerable situation after all. Projecting those feelings for an, at the time, unknown individual onto Mario makes sense.

I love Tippi dude she rocks she’s my favorite forever and ever and ever

Count Bleck:

where do I even begin on Count Bleck good lord. One of Nintendo’s best villains even outside of the Mario franchise. God he’s so fucking good.

I wish it was more clear whether or not he was planning on erasing Team Bleck from existence as well. Whether or not he was going to do that that impacts his character HEAVILY. Him wanting all worlds to end but sparing the people who cared about him really helps his “redemption” and helps us have more sympathy for him. Unfortunately it’s not directly touched on outside of that one thing Dimentio said, but. It’s Dimentio LMFAOOO we can’t trust him. I personally lean more towards Bleck was going to betray the team just given the evidence about it. I yapped a lot about my reasoning IN A POST I CANT FIND. It had a bunch of screenshots and stuff and I can’t. Fucking. Find it. Oh well I guess that’s just GONE ❤️

Despite this I feel like it’s important to address Bleck with nuance. I don’t think he intentionally planned on betraying his team. I think he genuinely loved them. But he was so caught up in the Dark Prognosticus and the Void and Timpani and ultimately BEING this Count Bleck character the book spoke of that he felt like there was no way out of it anymore. This is supported by the fact he tried to fight Mario in the final battle despite knowing Timpani was still alive. It’s clear Blumiere had completely lost himself, as if he forgot why he was doing this in the first place and let Count Bleck take over (note: I mean this in a symbolic/psychological sense; I don’t believe the book was controlling him). It’s only when he’s on his death bed that he realizes he does not have to do this.

I put redemption in quotation marks because. I don’t think he was redeemed. Granted he didn’t have enough time to do anything, but to be honest, I don’t think he or any other member of Team Bleck is redeemable (before anybody comes at me with the lament au/ajl, THE POINT IS THAT DIMENTIO IS NOT REDEEMABLE NO MATTER HOW HARD HE TRIES!! YOU CANNOT REDEEM THE EXTERMINATION OF LIFE ITSELF!!!)

Also he’s a goofy guy. He’s just a dad

Thoughts thoughts THOUGHTS THOUGHTS THOUGHTS

Nastasia:

NASTASIA COME BACK TO ME. God I wish they kept her emo hair strand.

Her character is so. so sad (I feel like I’ve said that sentence forty seven times, this game is MISERABLE). I love her so much. I love her confidence, I love how she doesn’t take bullshit from anyone, I love how much she loves. It makes me so fucking sad how depressed she remains long after Blumiere’s sacrifice. Like, we don’t know how much time passed between the ending of the game and Mario returning (when you boot up the save file again, Merlon states that it has been a while since he’s seen Mario). It explains why Mimi and O’Chunks seem fine (I’m sure they’re not fine, but I mean it explains why they were able to have a “normal” conversation with Mario and co.), but Nastasia is still so heartbroken.

Of course that is to be expected, and I’m glad Nintendo didn’t make everything all sunshine and rainbows ooo we’re all happy now etc, even IF a long time has passed. It makes total sense that there are repercussions to experiencing a traumatic event and Nastasia portrays it well (for a Mario game). In her epilogue dialogue, her hope for better days is shallow. It’s fake. She shows how she truly feels and immediately backtracks (“I guess I should be happy... I mean, I am, but, um...”). She still wants to put on that confident and secure exterior, but it’s not working. She will always love Blumiere, and she will always miss him. I hope she finds happiness one day, too. She deserves to live her own life.

O’Chunks:

O’CHUNKS IS SO UNDERRATED. FUCK

I know I’m contributing to this I barely post about him but lord he’s so interesting. I know the Japanese and English translation tell different versions of his backstory, but I really like the English version where Blumiere manipulated him in his extremely depressed state to join him. It gives more layers to Blumiere’s character- the lengths he was willing to go to get this job done, lengths that he would have never gone to before losing Timpani (and himself).

O’Chunks has one of the most unforgiving backstories in the whole games and it’s rarely talked about. He was a fucking COMMANDER OF AN ARMY and the whole game he’s just played off as some dumb brute/comic relief. I actually believe he suffered some kind of brain damage from that final battle, explaining his eyes, his struggle to speak properly, and his overall behavior. Also, the fact one of his most trusted advisors betrayed him mirrors his relationship with Dimentio. JUST. GOD . RIPS HAIR OUT. I wouldn’t blame him if he never trusted anybody again after the events of the game. But he clearly has a heart of gold beneath that rough exterior, so I doubt that mindset would come to pass

Also I know it’s not this deep like at All but . Regarding O’Chunks and his backstory, the last war fought in Scotland was the Battle of Culloden in 1746. The Scots lost that battle too, so it fits O’Chunks backstory. It’s funny to imagine he’s hundreds of years old and he just Stopped Aging once he joined the “Mario Dimension” for lack of a better term LMAO. Side note, I also believe Blumiere lost Timpani centuries ago- especially considering the Ancients are extinct by the time the game takes place (although I’ve heard it’s possible Blumiere murdered the entire Tribe of Darkness? but that’s ambiguous) (and my feelings on it would be another yapping session so I’ll shut up for now). It just took THAT long to get the criteria for the Void met. So it’s interesting to think of the concept that O’Chunks and Blumiere have known each other for THAT long. Probably why he sent O’Chunks out to fight the heroes first. He trusted him the most. But then again, I know the game did not intend for O’Chunks to be born in the 1700s lol. Like I said it’s just interesting for me :3

Mimi:

MIMIMIMIMIMIMIMIMIMI!!!! MY GIRL!!!!

I agree with you- her backstory is disappointing compared to characters like O’Chunks and Dimentio. But at the same time I enjoy the unknown. After all, she is the embodiment of mystery. Her whole shtick is mimicking. You never know if a character is truly themselves or it’s a copy (I mean, you do- her mannerisms are obvious- but still lmao)- hell, even SHE canonically loses herself sometimes in her mimics. But even then, I wish we knew more about her. AND I WISH THE CONCEPT OF HER BEING A FAILED PIXL WAS TALKED ABOUT MORE? WHAT??????? HELLO????? REMINDERRRR that you can’t just go about making Pixls. That was a practice for the Ancients, and the ONLY reason Merlon could do it is because he is a descendant of the Ancients with a shit ton of their books. How old is Mimi? How much has she seen? If she’s centuries or even thousands of years old- depending on how long ago you think the Ancients died out- what was she doing this whole time??? LIKE HELLO!!! MIMI!! SPEAK TO ME!!!!

I love love LOVE LOVE LOVE how she can be used as a parallel to the Pixl Queen in regards to Dimentio. Dimentio and Mimi have a sibling dynamic to me, and the story potential considering Dimentio’s biological sister got turned into a Pixl and. Yk. Mimi could possibly be a failed Pixl. Is INSANE and I WISH it was used more because holy shit it has so much potential.

I like to believe the Pixl Creator (aka Dimentio’s father imo) created Mimi even if there’s no evidence JUST LET ME HAVE THIS but I also made a post maybe a year ago that theorized Francis’ ancestors created Mimi. I don’t think it’s really recognized that Francis CREATED A PIXL WITHOUT MAGIC. Yk that spell that requires the magic of the Dark Prognosticus? Yeah just forget that shit I said earlier about Non-Ancients not being able to just go out and make a Pixl, because apparently this fuckass Redditor did it. Anyways. Tipton is a robot. Mimi is a robot. I rest my case (loud applause) (people throw roses at me)

I already made posts about Mr. L and Dimentio, so I won’t ramble anymore here :3 But in regards to what you said YEAH . Mr. L could’ve been so much more it’s genuinely painful. And Dimentio is fucking terrifying. I honestly like to believe he did genuinely nuke the protagonists and the game only said he merely teleported them because saying “Mario’s dead like for real” is probably something Nintendo didn’t want to put in their game. I mean come on- he used the explosion attack that causes actual damage in battle. They died LMOAOOAOA. I hope we see both of them again. I was hoping so BADLY for even a glimmer of Mr. L in the Mario movie-like a mask/bandana hanging out of a drawer cameo or something. BUT ITS OKAY GUYS 😁😁😁😁😁😁 (visibly shaking) (teeth chattering) (is missing patches of hair on my head) (rocking back and forth)

#spm #super paper mario

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OH MY GODDDD YOUR WHITE MASK AU AAAAAAAAAA

YOUR WHITE MASK DESIGN IS MAKING ME INSANEEEEEEE AAAAAAAAAAA

HE!!!!!! HIM!!!!! Joker is soooooo ominous and insane looking in his white mask outfit and mask and omg I loveeeee his mask it’s sooo fitting especially for a wild card with so many masks, for him to be represented by a half crying half laughing theatre mask like that and his hair!!!!

Does his hair change when he enters the metaverse?? Does he still have arséne/does he carry his personas into the new run? If not, does he reawaken arséne as his first persona again? Or does he awaken to a different persona when he gets metaverse access? He’s still a wild card but I’m soooo curious about his awakened persona especially considering his new ‘fit like damnnn.

ALSO can he change his metaverse outfit like og!Akechi? Does he have an opinion on his outfit (hate it, like it, finds it creepy or weird to adjust to or anything)? (Did I mention I ADOREEEE your white mask design for him bc hoooollyyyyyy hellll do I adore it with every single fiber of my being wow-

How does Shido find out about him if he doesn’t approach him (or does he approach Shido as a keep your enemies closer kind of thing)?

I cannot IMAGINE how the white mask reveal would go like omg, does he also have a little mini insane breakdown in front of them or is he still chill during it, you said the engine scene and interrogation room bit would go very differently but AAAAA HOWWWW PLSSSS SHAREEEE😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

And don’t even get me STARTED on how much I absolutely adore Akechi’s design here, his little earring, his everything omggg, I really wanna know how far he got beating up Shido lmaoo

Did Akechi still get tossed around foster homes growing up? Did he lean into his “unwanted child” thing instead of crafting his likeable “perfect” personality/facade (considering he look a little delinquent-y in the art I saw)? If so, what makes the change there? Does his mother die differently or does he just not know about Shido maybe, causing him to not create the same facade because he no longer has a clear revenge goal? Idk but I’m soo curious what got him looking and acting so different (assuming his facade isn’t actually the same and it’s just the appearance that changed).

Does Joker have a likeable “detective prince” persona (pun not intended) now instead since he took the detective spot, or is he less public/handles it differently? If he does then does he have the same cult following of fangirls lol

What school does Joker go to in this AU?? Does he go to the same (unnamed) school Akechi went to last time? Does he still go to Shujin (unlikely I’d assume)? Does he maybe go to Kosei since it’s a school for prodigies n stuff so it would be willing to work around his whole detective prince shtick? Plus Kosei means getting to talk to Yusuke without Shido finding out

Also you said that the Yoshizawas and Niijimas could be explained to Shido as useful connections, how are the Yoshizawas useful connections? Their family? Also does he get to meet Haru pre-canon because of the same logic?

Does he have a better relationship with Sae than Akechi? Maybe being able to help with her distortion before the canon timeline even starts? I’d imagine Makoto doesn’t despise him like she does Akechi (since I doubt he’d be anywhere near as passive aggressive and awful lmao) so are they friends or does Makoto still have a bit of jealousy for someone her age being so much closer to her sister than her (or both??👀 she can multitask)?

And also does Akechi have a different outfit than canon too then?? Does he have a different persona? Or just Robin Hood? You said he takes Jokers place in the unjust game so I’d assume he gets to recruit and fuse persona but does that mean that Joker can’t??? Or can he recruit persona but just not fuse them? OR can he do both bc of some NG+ shenanigans or him having more time in the metaverse (in this loop and others) meaning that he manages to get some kind of higher powers than canon? Like maybe he can talk shadows into fusing or can enter/exit the metaverse without the Nav or change/use cognition to do things he never thought of doing before (Monabus style but minus the Mona).

Does he have a persona that helps him cause shutdowns/mental breaks or does he just talk the shadows to the mental ledge or sth? I could see him talking shadows into mental breaks or shutdowns to match his whole talking to recruit shadows ability and will he still have a place or title as a/the trickster? Especially if Lavenza and people refers to him as the trickster to Akechi or something. Also does he have Satanael? Or is this one of those AUs where he never awakens Satanael even in the OG run? Also does he reset runs because the year is up, because they disappear bc of the grail, bc they die in the Yaldy battle, or something else? And does *he* know why he resets or is he stressed out of his mind?

Does he try to stay away from the other PTs even once canon starts (bc Shido)? Is Akechi less smarmy and awful lol? I am dyingggg to know more about this AU (DID I MENTION I WOULD KILL FOR YOUR WHITE MASK OUTFIT OMGGGG ITS SO GOOD) and I am soooo sorry for the super long ask I didn’t even realize how long it had gotten I just am insane from this AU sorry T.T

hello!!! sorry for replying so late! oh my god i first opened your ask when i was in a discord voice called and was floored by your enthusiasm!!! i mean that in such a positive way thank you so much for loving my little au! im going to try my best to answer all your questions <3 this is going to be another long text post haha

since lavenza is the only other character that is also carried over from the previous run of the game, joker actually has access to the full persona compendium he collected. i will say that in the new run, the phantom thieves don’t see him use arsene due to reasons :) he also does receive a new persona! dont ask who yet though i haven’t finalized it. his hair changes with his outfit, meaning he still has access to his original joker outfit and can switch between them like how original akechi can switch between his. as for his opinion on it… he has pretty complicated feelings over it. he does appreciate the aesthetic of it and without hiscircumstances he would probably enjoy it even if it’s not his usual style. i think the best way to describe his opinion of it now is that he’s numb to it, and he also finds it quite comedic when you consider the what it symbolizes. (and thank you so much 🥺 i love character design so much and he is my baby)

like og!akechi, he does approach shido first, more because he felt like he had no other choice. he tries to justify it in his mind that taking this initiative is the most reliable way to guarantee the future going how he wants them to go.

he doesn’t really get his full breakdown until his palace! so he stays pretty composed when he is confronted in the engine room up until this point he hasn’t revealed his hand as the true culprit yet, so it’s pretty shocking to all of the thieves (except goro) and they feel a lot more conflicted as a result.

akechi kind of lives up to his delinquent appearance and rumor in this au yeah haha! he unfortunately wasnt able to get too far beating shido up, which makes him all the more frustrated and angry. he was tossed around foster homes growing up yes, and it was mostly after his criminal record that he fully leaned into the “unwanted child”. i guess part of him still kind of hoped that things would work out somehow for him even if he barely scrapes by. he still taps into that good kid facade sometimes if its more beneficial! aside from that, nothing has changed from canon regarding his backstory. his mom still died the same way and he knows who shido is, he just didnt get his powers like in canon which meant he didnt have any power to back any plans for actually exacting revenge even if he wanted to.

detective prince akira kurusu is very likeable and popular with the fans! he leans into the theatrics of it a lot more, but he also finds it so much more exhausting and often wonders how og!akechi was able to manage. he doesnt put as much of an emphasis on his popularity as og!akechi and more on increasing his authority as a detective, but he does consider both to be vital to his goal of crafting the perfect outcome. he goes to the same unnamed school as akechi (i’m trying to figure out a good name for it rn) and im deciding whether or not i might have him transfer to shujin in the second semester.

yoshizawas’ dad is the director of a really popular news channel! since both the niijimas and the yoshizawas arent direct associates with shido, akira can use the excuse that he’s maintaining good relationships so that he gets some influence. with haru and okumura he doesn’t really have that excuse, since okumura is already directly collaborating with shido. he has met haru in passing a few times though, and he wishes he could reach out more without both shido and okumura raising an eyebrow.

i think the best way to describe the difference between akira and og!akechi in terms of their bonds is that og!akechi didn’t have any true bonds aside from joker during his run, while akira is forging many bonds that are founded on deception. so while he technically has a better relationship with sae and many others than og!akechi did, akira questions a lot if they truly count when he’s only ever giving them what they want to see and none of the truth. to him they’ve started to feel even more transactional, and it doesn’t help that he sometimes questions if he’s attached to the present or the past more. i hope this explanation makes sense lmao, his experiences and thoughts are pretty contradictory at times so sometimes they dont make sense when i try to explain his logic.

i will say that he neither encourages or discourages sae’s distortion though, but he will help mitigate the consequences and advise her at times when she does ask for input. he’s definitely not as passive aggressive, and they’re at a weird stage where they’re not quite friends yet (mostly because yes makoto is still a little jealous and she is very awkward/guarded around him and a bit proud i guess? akira is patiently waiting for her to make the first move while giving her opportunities)

akechi has both robin hood and loki! he does have a different outfit that is a bit of a fusion between his two original ones (i havent finalized the designs yet). both of them are able to access the velvet room and can fuse personas, though joker doesnt really have the need to since he already completed his compendium.

his new persona does give him some new abilities that help with his new role yes, and yes he does do something similar to talking shadows into mental breakdowns. he is still referred to as a trickster by the velvet room residents when spoken to directly, but when they speak to akechi about akira they refer to him as “player”.

he did successfully awaken to satanael in the previous run. i’ll keep the details of why and when he resetted a secret for now hehe, cant give away the entire mystery!!

once he gets the excuse to hang out with the phantom thieves he 100% uses it to his advantage. it’s a sensitive balancing game, because he knows that shido will one day notice either way. one can even argue that he is being too reckless but unlike og!akechi, akira gets the advantage of knowing a lot more information.

as for akechi… he’s kind of a bitch haha like i would say he’s a bit like third semester og!akechi but less unhinged in the metaverse. definitely still very bloodthirsty with the shadows though just a bit less loud about it. he’s very blunt and direct with the phantom thieves, and likes to use sarcasm or mockery sometimes (the phantom thieves quickly learn that this is his weird love language). he’s definitely a lot more honest in his mannerisms in this au, so much that when he does turn on his pleasant boy charm, everyone else starts getting chills and feel super unsettled.

thank you again so much for all your questions!!! i hope i was able to answer all of them okay 💖 im so happy to hear you like my au so much! i hope i can draw them more often 🥺

#star speaks #white mask au #sorry for the late reply!!#i wanted to answer everything properly #thank you again for loving my au 🥺#i feel like a proud parent showing off their child

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welcometojackass2022 · 2 years

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Shut Up(Sub!Bam Margera x Reader) [Smut]

Bam if you’re reading this I’m so sorry lmfao

I spent forever trying to come up with some plot to add at the beginning but my brain said “no plot, only porn” so this just goes straight into it. If you need some setting, let me explain: you and Bam work together on the Jackass show. You get like a thirty minute break or whatever, so you go off into a closet to have sex. Also just a note, Bam being a bit of an asshole here and acting like he’s got better places to be is just part of the sex (he’s a brat, what do you expect), nothing more. Don’t want y’all thinking he’s supposed to be an actual asshole or an abusive partner or anything lmao.

Description: You dominating Bam in a closet :)

Warnings: Smut, Cursing, Sub/Dom Dynamics, Sub Boy/Dom Girl, Bam is the Sub, Bam’s a total brat and basically a pillow princess, etc etc

You shoved Bam into the tiny supply closet and closed the door, hastily locking it before turning and pushing up against him so your face was barely an inch away from his. “Miss me?” Bam shook his head defiantly. “Nope. Forgot you were even here.” You rolled your eyes and pulled him in for a kiss, firmly pushing your thigh into his crotch and slowly rubbing up against it. He moaned against your lips and you grinned, pulling away. “You like that?” He scowled and jutted his hips out, trying to make contact with your thigh once again. “Just shut up and make me cum, I’ve got better places to be than in this stuffy closet with you.” You raised your eyebrows. “Aw, look at you pretending like you haven’t been looking forward to this all day. I bet you’ve already creamed your pants twice thinking about it, let’s check.”

You unzipped his fly and shoved your hand down his pants and through the elastic waistband of his underwear, feeling around until you found the head of his cock. You teasingly rubbed the tip of it, smearing around the precum that was already starting to form, and Bam leaned his head back against the wall, moaning softly as he bucked his hips up against your hand. “There we go, there’s the reaction I was looking for.” You gave him a few more teasing pumps and then pulled your hand out, wiping the precum off on his jeans and pulling away. Bam whined at the loss of contact, and you laughed. “Poor baby, can’t even wait a few seconds to let me take my own clothes off. Just be patient, Bam, it’ll be worth it.” Bam scoffed, watching you with half-lidded eyes as you shimmied out of your pants.

“I guarantee you there’s probably thousands of women that watch the show who would make me cum the second I asked them to, so you’re lucky I’m willing to wait.” You grinned, kicking your pants off and tossing your panties aside as you glanced over at him. “Yeah? Guess you better leave this closet and go find one of those women instead of wasting time fooling around with me, aye?” He rolled his eyes, but didn’t move. You threw your shirt off, hung your bra off of one of the clothing hooks attached to the wall, and then turned back to face him, smiling coyly when his eyes instantly raked over your naked body. “I knew you’d enjoy this.” You leaned down and picked up your pair of discarded panties, looking at them thoughtfully and then waving them at Bam. “You know, I bet you’d look so pretty wearing these…” Bam flatly shook his head. “Not happening.” You smirked. “Just a suggestion.”

You let them drop and walked back over to Bam, pushing your body against his so he was pinned against the wall. “Let’s get these clothes off of you so we can get to the real fun!” You leaned down and helped Bam pull his pants off, discarding them on the floor next to your own pile of clothes, and then unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders so it fell to the floor, leaving him in just his boxers. His cock was so hard that it was straining the front of his boxers, and a small wet spot was already starting to appear where his tip was. “Wow, you’re really into this, aren’t you?” He huffed. “Just help me get them off.” You hummed. “Mmm…I dunno, maybe you should leave them on. I could make you cum in them and then have you walk around wearing them all day, that would be fun.”

“What? No!” He shook his head and grabbed your hand, desperately moving it towards his crotch. “Please take them off? Come on, (Y/n), I’m dying here.” You smiled. “All you had to do was ask nicely.” You leaned down and helped him pull them off, admiring the wet spot on the front before tossing them off to the side and pushing up against him so his naked body was pressed up against yours. “You sure are pretty, Bam. Sucks we don’t get to do this more often, I could stare at you all day.” He blushed and looked away, trying to pass off the flustered look as one of irritation. “Speak for yourself.” You grinned. “You old sweet talker. Here, let me see what I’m working with.” You dropped to your knees and examined his cock with a look of admiration. “You’ve got such a pretty dick, Margera. Almost as cute as your ass.”

Bam shot you and look and bucked his hips impatiently. “Can you please just get on with it? It smells like cleaning supplies in here.” You rolled your eyes. “Just trying to include some foreplay, your highness.” You grabbed the base of his dick with one hand and cupped his balls in the other, leaning forward to lick the tip and reveling in the whine that escaped his lips. Bam gently pushed your head down, signaling that he wanted you to go further, and you mercifully complied, taking the head of his cock into your mouth and sucking on it as you massaged his balls in your hand. “Fuck.” He started to grab at your hair, and you pulled off. “Remember the rules, Bam. I pull your hair, not the other way around.” Bam groaned in disappointment but obediently moved his hands away, resting one over the top of his head and letting the other one rest on his lower belly.

You took the whole of his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around his shaft and licking a stripe up the underside; Bam’s hips jerked up every time your lips came close to his shaft, and you had to grab his hips to steady them so he wouldn’t choke you on accident. You sucked him off for another minute, listening to him whine and curse under his breath, and then, just as he was on the verge of cumming, you pulled away. “No, no, no, come on, come on, please just let me cum, I was so close…” You soothingly kissed a line up his belly and pulled yourself up, kissing him on the lips apologetically. “Shhh, it’s okay, baby. I can’t let you cum just yet, you haven’t fucked me. Don’t you wanna feel my pussy on your cock, baby?” Bam perked up, suddenly remembering that you were also naked and standing barely an inch away. “Oh fuck, right, yeah, come here.”

You pulled him back in for another kiss and grabbed his hands, guiding them down to your bare breasts. He took one in each hand, brushing his fingers over your nipples, and then he moved one of his hands down to rub at your clit; you gently grabbed his wrist and shook your head. “I didn’t hear you ask for permission, baby.” Bam started to protest, but you simply tilted your head and waited, refusing to let go of his wrist. After a moment, he begrudgingly obeyed. “Please can I touch your pussy, baby?” You nodded. “Of course, thank you for asking.” He rolled his eyes and rubbed his index finger over your clit, placing a hand on your lower back to steady himself as he gently pushed a single finger into your wet pussy.

“Fuck, you’re wet.” You moved your hand over his and guided his finger in deeper, tightening around him and burying your face in his neck. “You’re doing so good, baby, twist your finger up a little bit…yeah, there you go.” You kissed his neck and pulled away, motioning for him to add another finger, and he did, stretching your tight pussy out as he expertly moved his fingers around inside you. “Man, those guitar-playing fingers are really coming in handy, you’re incredible at this.” Bam’s face brightened at the praise, and he quickened his pace, clearly determined to make you cum all over his fingers for bragging rights. You went along with it, letting him continue for another moment or two, and then you reached down and pulled his fingers out of you, eliciting a groan of disappointment from Bam. “Seriously? I can’t even finish you off?” You grinned. “I’m not gonna cum until your cock’s inside me, Bam.”

You pushed him up against the wall and lined his cock up with your pussy, placing your hands on his hips and gently pushing them forward so that the tip of his cock was right up against your entrance. You looked up at him and he stared back at you in anticipation. “Do a good enough job and I’ll let you cum inside me.” You pushed your hips forward, and his cock head slipped inside of you, his knees practically buckling from the feeling of your wet pussy wrapped around his dick. You pressed your body up against his to help him stay steady against the wall, and his cock slipped even further inside you, prompting Bam to slam his head back against the wall and whine loudly, his fingers gripping at your hips. “Fuck, fuck, fuck baby it feels so good, keep going.”

You slipped your hands behind him and grabbed at his ass, pulling your hips back to let his cock slip out and then slamming your hips forward again to push it back in. Bam hooked one of his legs around you and used it to pull you closer to him, trying to bury his cock as deep inside you as possible, and you laughed. “Careful, Bam, I don’t think I’m strong enough to support both of us. Maybe we should move this to the floor.” You pushed yourself off of him and pulled him down to the floor, guiding him onto his back and then crawling on top of him to ride him in the cowgirl position. You immediately sat all the way down on his cock, moving your hips around in a circular motion, and Bam tilted his head back and whined. “Better, baby?” He nodded. “So much better.”

You ran your hand up his chest and past his head, tangling your fist in his hair and gently tugging on it to force Bam to look at you. “Keep your eyes on me, baby, I want you to see all of this.” Bam nodded, eyes locked on the sight of his cock entering your pussy, and you leaned down to grab at his hands with your free hand, beckoning for him to play with your breasts as you bounced up and down on his dick. “You look so pretty with your cock inside me baby, don’t be afraid to get loud.” He nodded, bucking his hips up in a desperate attempt for more friction, and you purposefully tightened up around his cock to add more pressure. Bam gasped, groping even harder at your breasts, and you moved to get closer to his ear. “You gonna come soon, baby?” Bam nodded frantically, gripping your hips and moaning softly as he got closer and closer.

“Good boy, you’ve been so good for me Bam, just a little bit longer and you’ll get to cum, okay? Just hold on a little while longer, baby.” He shook his head and whined loudly, hair falling into his eyes and covering part of his face. You leaned forward and brushed it back, admiring him. “God you’re gorgeous Bam, I’m so lucky to get to see you like this.” He ceased his whining just long enough to grin smugly. “Hell yeah you are, you know how many women would pay good money to see something like thi—oh fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m gonna cum, I’m so fucking close, don’t stop.” You shook your head in amusement at how quickly Bam could switch from self-absorbed and bratty to whining and begging. “I’ll let you cum, but you have to beg for it first.” Bam groaned again.

“Come on, baby, I already begged earlier, don’t make me beg again.” You instantly stopped your ministrations, and he quickly let up. “Fuck, I’m sorry, please don’t stop, baby. Please let me cum, I wanna cum inside your tight wet pussy so fucking bad it’s killing me, just please keep going, I feel like my cock’s gonna fucking explode.” You grinned. “See? How hard was that? Go ahead and cum, baby.” You sunk all the way down on his cock right away, and he grabbed your waist and held you down, just barely bucking his hips up as his orgasm built up until he finally blew his load inside of you, moaning loudly and gripping your hips so hard you could tell it was gonna leave bruises for weeks. He continued to buck his hips up, riding out his orgasm until it finally finished and he fell back, limp and exhausted on the floor.

You gently pulled off of his cock, cum dripping from between your thighs onto his bare legs. “Damn, that was a huge load. You must have been waiting for this all day.” Bam rolled his eyes. “Shut up and cuddle me for a second.” You obliged, laying down beside him on the sketchy closet floor and pulling him close to you so his head could rest on your breasts as you ran your fingers through his hair. “That was great, man, we should do this more often.” Bam nodded, wiping the sweat from his forehead. “Maybe not in a hot, stuffy closet next time.” You laughed. “What, you didn’t like the location? I thought it really added a layer of excitement to the whole thing.” Bam shook his head, trying to hide his smile. “You’re nuts.” He started to say something else, but then a look of panic crossed his face and he sat up.

“Holy shit, you didn’t get to cum, did you? Fuck, I’m sorry, I was so out of it for a second, I really am sorry-” You grinned and cut him off. “I’m flattered that you care so much, baby, but it’s okay, I’m not mad. I’d miss a hundred orgasms just to see that look on your face when you came a minute ago.” Bam looked away, trying to hide the smile on his face. “Shut up.” You pulled him in for another kiss. “I’m serious, baby, you’re so pretty and you don’t even seem to realize it.” Bam smoothed his hair out and smirked. “Oh, I know it.” You playfully shoved him and sat up. “I’m trying to be flattering, you dick. Anyway, if you’re really that concerned about whether I cum or not, I was thinking maybe you could pay me back for that lip service I gave you earlier..”

Bam stared at you. “But didn’t I just cum in there? Well actually…ah, fuck it, I’ve had way worse stuff in my mouth. This time, I’ll get to eat some pussy at least.” He motioned for you to sit up against the wall, and he crawled between your legs, gently spreading them apart and throwing one over each shoulder to give himself easy access to your pussy. He leaned forward, mouth just inches away from your clit…and then the door to the closet swung open and a Polaroid camera went off. “Told you they were fucking in here! You owe me twenty bucks, Steve-O!” The owner of the Polaroid camera, Ryan Dunn, grinned evilly as Steve-O handed him his money; Johnny, Wee Man, Chris, Dave, Ehren, Preston, and at least half of the film crew all stood behind them, laughing wildly at the surrealness of the situation.

Bam, who simultaneously looked embarrassed and annoyed as hell, threw himself over your naked body to cover you, but you simply stared up at the group unbothered. “Need something, fellas? We’re kinda preoccupied right now.” Ryan waved the Polaroid photo around and handed it to you; it was Bam staring up at the camera with a look of horror on his face, your legs over his shoulders and your exposed pussy barely an inch from his face. You burst out laughing, admiring the photograph. “You gotta print me a copy of that, Dunn. By the way, are those cameras actually filming? If they are, please blur out my lady bits before you add it to the next Jackass movie. You can leave the tits unblurred, though.”

Bam still looked horrified and irritated as hell, and Steve-O reached down to pat him on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, buddy, this is gonna make you look cool as hell when we add it to the behind-the-scenes reel. Eating out a hot chick in a closet? Absolute gold, half the country’s gonna be jealous.” Everyone started to clear out, but then Dunn peeked his head in. “Wait, did you cream pie her before you started eating her out? That’s kinda freaky, even for you.” Bam picked up his shirt from the ground and threw it over your lap. “Stop staring at my girlfriend’s pussy, Dunn.” Dunn looked over at you and smirked. “Bet it’s hard to find guys willing to do shit like that.” You grinned. “Yep. He’s a special one.” Bam shook his head and looked away, face still red. “Shut up.”

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