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hugsandchaos · 9 months

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@radiant-fanon-maker, I’m done!

“Okay, where did polar bears keep their money?” Lizzy asked. V ignored her and held her stern glare at the ceiling from her spot on Lizzy’s carpet. After a few minutes of silence, Lizzy finished the joke.”In the snowbank!” She said. The corner of V’s mouth twitched upwards, but quickly went back down. Her friend groaned and put her phone down on her nightstand.“Come on, V! That was a good one!” She said.

V rolled her eyes and flicked her tail against the carpet floor to subtly let some of her lingering frustration out. Lizzy moved to lay next to her and looked at her confused.”How are you still bitter about loosing Mario Kart? That thing was literally centuries old and didn’t work very well in the first place.” She asked in slight disbelief. It’s been around an hour since that happened, and even someone as irritable as Uzi got over something like that after, what, thirty minutes?

How V could still be mad about it, especially when it barely functioned enough for the game to play without lagging, Lizzy couldn’t understand.“I’m not usually the looser.” V grumbled.

Lizzy looked at her with an expression that said “Are you serious?”, which quickly changed and softened slightly. Suddenly, she sat up.“I’ve got just the thing!” She said. V ignored her claim, thinking it was another awful and definitely not funny joke, until she felt two hands lift her head and back up. She glanced over at Lizzy, who had moved closer and adjusted herself so she could place her legs under V’s back.

She grabbed one of V’s arms and began moving it so most of it would be under her legs.“What are you doing?” V asked. She gave her arm a slight tug, but Lizzy grabbed her again and placed it under her legs. She looked pretty confident for what she was about to do and reached for V’s other arm.“Something that has worked for my friends and family many times. Trust me, it’ll work.” She said, placing V’s other arm beneath her legs. In this position, V’s upper body was in Lizzy’s lap and lifted up a bit, except for her head, which she needed to hold up if she wanted to see what was happening.

Lizzy turned around and reached up onto her bed for a pillow. She grabbed the closest one, a fuzzy pink one, and placed it under V’s head so it would be leveled a bit.“There. Comfy?” She asked. V nodded, but she couldn’t help but feel a little nervous about both her arms basically being trapped. True, Lizzy would never hurt her, but was it really necessary for her arms to be held down like this?“Good. Now just relax.” Lizzy said.

Yeah, what was V thinking? There’s definitely bound to be some sort of cultural difference or something that would look weird that worker drones do that is actually really nice. Maybe this was one of them. V closed her eyes and decided to let L do whatever she was going to do. Besides, the pillow was very soft, so she paid no mind to the slight weight on her belly.

That was a mistake.

V’s eyes shot open and she looked at Lizzy, who had taken advantage of her position and started tickling her belly.”Hehehehey!! Lihihihizzyhyhy!! Hahahahahahaha!!” She tried to pull her arms up to protect herself, but she couldn’t. They were stuck, and it was all part of Lizzy’s plan. She had been tricked.”Hahahahaha!! Stohohohohop!! Yohohou trahahahaitor!! Hahahahahaha!!” V said. Lizzy lifted one of her hands and placed a finger on her chin.”Hmm, no.~” She said in a teasingly manner. She gave V a smug grin and continued using both hands to tickle her.”Wanna hear a joke instead?” She asked.

“Nohohoho!!” V laughed. Lizzy gave her sides a quick squeeze as a way of saying “excuse me?” and resumed attacking her belly with tickles.”Too bad! Why was six afraid of seven?” Lizzy asked.

“Whyhyhyhy?” V asked through her laughing. She tried again to pull her arms out from underneath, but Lizzy pushed her legs down to keep them underneath.“Because seven eight nine!” Lizzy replied. V’s laughter picked up a bit hearing the punchline.

It was a pretty good joke, but at the same time, it was bad. So bad that it worked.“Hahahaha!! That’s awfuhuhul!!” V laughed. Lizzy gasped dramatically and put on a fake expression of irritation. She slowed the tickling down to where V was only giggling a bit.“How dare you! I’m being a good friend trying to cheer you up, and you have the nerve to say that these jokes are terrible?!” She said in a mocking tone. V couldn’t help but giggle more at her silly antics, until she lowered her head down to her belly and grinned.

V immediately knew what she was doing and tried to wiggle free, but she couldn’t. Lizzy took in a deep breath and V knew she was done for.“Lizzy, don’t you dare.” V warned. Her friend ignored her and blew a raspberry on her belly.

V broke out laughing and started kicking her legs against the carpet.”AHAHAHA!!! NOHOHOHO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!” She laughed hard and thumped her tail against the carpet floor. Lizzy blew another and V threw her head back against the pillow supporting her.“Now that you know what happens, no more insulting my jokes.” Lizzy said.

“Ihihihi meheheant bahahad in a goohoohood waHAHAHAHAY!!! NOHOHOHO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” V immediately regretted trying to explain. Lizzy probably already knew anyways and was just using it as a way to blow a raspberry again.“Now. What do you call a big pile of cats?” Lizzy asked. V tried to shrug, but she barely managed to move.”A meow-tain!” Her friend said. V’s laughter picked up again and Lizzy smiled.”See? You’re feeling better!” She said.

“Behehecahahause ohohof your ahahawfuhuhul johohokes!!” V snapped back. She quickly regretted her decision when Lizzy stopped tickling her and slowly turned her head to face her.”Wait a minute, Lizzy! You know what I actually mean by that!” V said frantically. Lizzy maintained a cold face and slowly lowered her head.”Wait, wait, wait-- NOHOHOHO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! LIHIHIZZY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” V laughed hysterically and tried to pull her arms out. Again, she failed.

Lizzy blew another one.“HAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!” V’s tail was practically slapping on the floor with how much it was wagging. Lizzy blew a third raspberry before stopping and giving her a moment to breathe, otherwise she might be thrown across the room in all of V’s attempts to get out.

While V had calmed down, Lizzy let her move her arms out from under her legs. She was pretty surprised that V decided not to get up and stay there as she caught her breath. She smiled smugly and crossed her arms.”Feel better?” She asked confidently. V would forever deny that she nodded, but Lizzy knew she saw it.

Bonus (I used Google Translate at the end and tried different variations):

Uzi looked at her phone to see who sent the message while she was working on the pod. She saw it was from Doll and opened it up. It was a picture of Lizzy blowing a raspberry on V’s belly, and V looked like she was trapped with her arms beneath Lizzy’s legs and loosing it. Uzi noticed the text message that was sent after it and nearly laughed at it.

На Copper Nine, рабочие дроны щекочут дронов-убийц.

Uzi put her phone back down and put her hand against her forehead.“That’s such an old joke.” She said, shaking her head.

“What’s such an old joke?” N asked. Uzi got an idea and slowly turned around. A mischievous grin made its way onto her face.

(On Copper Nine, the worker drones tickle the murder drones.)

#murder drones #murder drones v #murder drones Lizzy #murder drones fanfic #murder drones tickles #murder drones lee! serial designation v #murder drones ler! lizzy

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forkgirl · 2 years

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Gotham!Penguin NSFW Alphabet 💜🖤

because there’s barely any stuff about him. i’m going through a very strong gotham ozzie phase and you all are coming down with me and this has been in my drafts since the dawn of time so i guess i’ll just finish it up

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after the act)

Either he falls asleep and tells you to leave if it’s just a one night stand, or he asks to be cuddled and held. He 100% has cried after doing the do, and he needs to be told he did good 🥺 He’ll also take care of your needs if he went a bit rough on you, but most of all, it’s just cuddles all around

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

Oswald LOVES his hair. It probably crunches under your hand if you play with it but that means he did a good job styling it. However, it’s usually very soft and fluffy, like how it was when he was with Ivy

Yours: Thighs 100%. He loves resting his head on them, caressing them, kissing them, he likes the soft feeling and how he can gently squeeze them, and have his hands on them when you’re on his lap 💜

C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)

Oswald definitely has a breeding kink. He likes the idea of having his cum inside of you and having it leak out once he’s done, he thinks it’s the hottest thing ever. Honestly, he just likes having his cum inside you, when you’re giving him head, you have to swallow.

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)

Wants you to spank him with his cane. End of discussion. He wants you to bend him over for whatever reason, and give him a good spanking so he knows who’s really in control at the end of the day. (speaking of which, he’s a switch) (also inspired by a nygmobblepot fic my dear @finniestoncrane wrote pls go read it it’s called harm’s way)

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

To an extent. He’s quite the handsome guy, and he definitely bought sex a few times when he gained wealth. He knows what he’s doing, but at times he may need you to guide him

F= Favorite position

He loves when you ride him, or something where he can lay back. He likes the idea of being used and being able to look up at you, and it’s less pressure on his leg. He’s not opposed to trying new things, he’s taken a well liking to 69 and missionary

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

He’s not gonna make any jokes, maybe some comments that follow with a soft chuckle or smile but otherwise he doesn’t joke around, he’s just a tease 💜

H= Hair (grooming habits)

Carpets do match the drapes. They’re not too long, he regularly trims so it’s not too unruly and he doesn’t really care too much about how his hair down there looks.

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

It depends on his mood. If he’s had a horrible, stressful day, just expect him to go in for a quickie for stress relief and very rough and fast paced sex. Otherwise he always prefers for it to be romantic and slow

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

Not often! He’s a busy man, however, if he doesn’t have access to you and he’s bored in his office, he definitely has boudoir photos of you in a drawer for emergencies.

K= Kink (their kinks)

Dom/Sub dynamic, corporal punishment (on him), roleplay, sensory deprivation/overstimulation, leather/latex, any sort of cute lingerie or sexy outfits, JOI (both parties), Master/Slave

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

His bed, it’s comfy and private, but he has fantasies about fucking you at the lounge or some alleyway where he used to get pushed around by Fish and everyone else - just so he remember how far he’s come.

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons)

Usually any sort of cute outfits gets him going. Or when you come to him, practically dragging him somewhere private because you need him so bad. He loves feeling wanted.

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

Any sort of extreme corporal punishment on you - he doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you, but he loves a bit of spanking and gentle bruising, or as gently as he can possibly be.

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

When receiving, he’s telling you how good you are, being so vocal and a bit cocky to the point where he ends up throat fucking you, but sometimes he just needs some slow head so he can cum into your mouth and see how pretty you look with it dripping out.

I honestly couldn’t pick between him being a god at oral or not knowing what he’s doing at all - and to me, both are hot.

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

Typically he goes very slow, and if he’s punishing you, it’s painfully slow. He has his moments where he loves to go hard and fast but most of the time it’s just gentle romantic lovemaking and can last a good while, he secretly loves edging himself even without you asking.

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

Stated previously, if he’s stressed or angry he definitely goes rough but most of the time he enjoys spending hours with you in bed, foreplay, sex, aftercare, etc.

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

If he thinks he’ll like it, yes. Otherwise it takes a lot of convincing

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

Depending on the pace, he can go from 1-2 times to around 3.

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

Yes!! He has lots of toys, handcuffs, leashes, vibrators he uses on himself and you, and always loves it when you bring home something new for you to try.

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

He’s such a fucking tease. He’ll make you beg until you’re nearly crying for him to touch you, and he doesn’t like to beg himself - but there are times when he does. You end up giving in very early though

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

He’s pretty loud. His breathy moans and grunts, sentences that don’t even make sense at times, his jealous and protective rambling, asking you who you belong to, all that sorts.

W= Wild card (random headcanon of any sort)

He bit people as a kid. Just putting that out there.

X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

5.5 inches, pretty thick and has a nice curve to it. 10/10 dick tbh

Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)

It’s average, however it’s easy to turn him on, so therefore it’s pretty high.

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

Falls asleep nearly immediately after everything is cleaned up and he’s made some tea for the both of you or whatever, he’s cuddling with you and will nap for hours.

#gotham #gotham penguin x reader #oswald cobblepot x reader #gotham penguin smut #oz cobblepot x reader #oswald cobblepot smut #oswald cobblepot

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vividwritinglove · 2 years

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NSFW alphabet - Daniel Ricciardo

you guys! this is becoming my addiction - I am so grateful for you and the love you have already given me within the last couple of days! ♥️ enjoy!

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

all you do is talk, giggle and cuddle - already from the beginning you felt so comfortable around Daniel. you opened up pretty quickly to him, just like he did to you. so it is quite common, that you two have serious and deep conversations right after sex.

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Daniels favorite body part if his own are his thighs. he is very proud of them and really likes to show them off - especially his tattoos. he would like to wear shorts (or nothing) all the time, because he knows that he would catch your attention in no time.

Daniel loves your face - to him you have the most angelic features. he is fascinated by your eyes, that are always shining so bright or when they roll back into your head when you’re orgasming. your cute little nose, which he is actually jealous of.. and your full and soft lips. whenever you two kiss they feel like the softest cushion to him. your mouth in general is the death of him: it drives him wild whenever you smile or stick your tongue out. he enjoys watching you sucking his fingers and his dick so much.

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Most of the time he comes inside of you - but as much as he loves your face, he also loves to cum on it.

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

ever since Daniel had that one interview where he was asked if he ever had sex in, on or near an f1 racing car - this is his no.1 sex fantasy! he talked to you about it and you are really eager to make that happen.

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

excuse me? we are talking about Daniel Ricciardo!? of course he is experienced.

f = favorite position (this goes without saying)

69 + queening.

he loves to go down on you - you love to blow him. Why not doing it at the same time? his lips and tongue are just perfect for eating you out.

since he is often teased for having a big nose, he wanted to show how big of an advantage this actually is.

so he asked you to sit on and ride his face. you thought this was a joke at first, but he was dead serious and from that day on it became a routine in your sex life. he made you come so easily in that position - his tongue, lips and nose hit all the right spots in sync. it really made you feel like a queen.

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

laugh and giggles all the way - Daniel loves a comfy and laidback situation and since banter is in his DNA, you two are laughing quite often during sex.

h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Daniel is trimmed with a happy trail.

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he adapts his romantic side to you. he is very attentive and listens to you and your body carefully.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

it is Daniels summer break and you are spending it in his house in los angeles.

today you two slept in. the last night was very eventful with a friends dinner followed by a visit to a night club. so staying in bed was just something Daniel had in mind.

he stretched himself extensively and found another comfy position right next to you. he looked over to you - naked, lying on your stomach, face turned towards him, the white and light duvet barely covering your ass. what a divine sight.

he couldn’t help himself and smiled. you looked like a goddess - his goddess. immediately he became hard, but he also knew that you needed your sleep. so he decided to masturbate.

for the start he stroke himself softly, his eyes always on you. then he thought about last nights actions and closed his eyes. the way you tasted, the sweet sounds you made when he almost fucked you unconscious, that compelling scent of hot sex which is still a bit present in the bedroom. he picked up the pace and bite his underlip in delight.

a few moments later he felt your hand on his lower abdomen, your fingers followed along his v-lines. with his mouth slightly opened, he looked at you panting.

"let me help you out.." you spoke tenderly and started to caress his balls.

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

praising.

Daniels love language is words of affirmation. he loves telling you how good you can take him and how good you make him feel. he is convinced that you’re pussy is made for him. you completely fulfill his sexual needs and desires. he always needs to tell you how much he admires you and your skills.

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

for him it is: the comfier, the better - but actually he doesn’t care. he clearly would fuck you anywhere.

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

watching you getting ready - how easy and precisely you apply your lipstick. or when you get dressed, especially slipping into your seductive lingerie. if he could, he would rip them right off and ruin your lipstick, but he will save that for later.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

sharing you - he would never ever accept a threesome (not even with another woman) or else. you and your body are sacred to him!

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

since he loves 69 or loves when you’re riding his face - Daniel is a complete giver!

he likes receiving as well, but enjoys giving more. i mean have you seen this man’s mouth - it is god-given to him.

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

a pretty good mixture - for a quickie he likes it fast and rough. for love making definitely slow and sensual.

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

since you two have at least sex once every other day, quickies are a must!

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Daniel likes it risky, but not endangered. whenever he or you want to experience something new, the other one needs to be fine with it.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

he has a good stamina due to having sex very frequently. it also depends on how much time you two have.

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he likes using toys on you once in a while, but actually prefers pleasuring you on his own.

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

Daniel likes to tease you in public - usually with words and around people. others think he is just joking, but he is actually pretty serious (he will show you later). at first you felt a little embarrassed by it, but with the time you learned how to deal with it.

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Daniel is not super loud, but he is also not silent. he likes to talk all the time - don’t forget about his praise kink.

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Daniels dream did come true..

as he already mentioned it in that certain interview, it would not be easy to have sex in/on/near racing cars, since they are always surrounded by a lot of people - not to mention the cameras. but then there was this one opportunity at an event at the McLaren-Technology-Center.

you've waited until the official part was over and Daniel was done giving interviews or posing for pictures. he looked for you across the room and just caught your eye as you we’re about to leave the lobby. he excused himself and followed you. he knew you had a dirty and adventurous mind. so he followed the sound of your clicking high heels. it seemed like you wear running or at least walking really fast. then there was silence and he was about to loose you - if there wasn’t an indicator lying on the floor of that corridor he needed to walk down. he approached it and picked up your black lace thong. instantly he started smiling, stuffed it in the inside pocket of his jacket and continued his walk.

he entered a private show room. some of the older racing cars where parked here, since their former space was needed for the event at the entrance hall. the lights were dimmed and Daniel immediately got goosebumps - his heart started to beat fast. he walked closer towards the racing cars and looked around for you.

suddenly he felt your hands covering his eyes, your incomparable sweet scent in his nose. he turned towards you and eagerly pressed his lips onto yours. a fight for dominance sparked, which Daniel won by entering his tongue in your mouth.

"we don’t have much time.." you whispered softly against his lips as you broke off the kiss. "let’s make it quick then!" he replied out of breath and started kissing you again forcefully.

his hands already pushed your long dress up and with that gained legroom you jumped to wrap your legs around his waist.

he carried you to the nearest race car and placed you on top of it. you helped loosening his belt, pulling his suit pants and his boxers down, without breaking your heated kiss off.

it was not comfortable at all, but the adrenaline rushes running through your and Daniels veins, were out of this world. Daniel kissed you along your jawline now up to your ear, "thanks for making this happen, my crazy beautiful girl!".

without any further hesitation he thrusted into you. both of you groaned in complete pleasure and soon you found the perfect rhythm to climax together.

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

BIG RIC ENERGY - Daniel is big, period.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

he has a high sex drive - luckily you have sex that often, so that his longing is fulfilled.

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

it takes sometime after you two are drifting to sleep, because you are discussing anything and everything.

#daniel ricciardo #daniel ricciardo smut #daniel ricciardo x reader #dr3 #f1 smut

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kkkkkafka · 2 years

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NSFW Alphabet

Warning: NSFW content, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Pairings: Marlie (both are adults)

Aftercare: What they’re like after sex

In general Charlie's body is weaker than Michael, so she is always exhausted after sex, especially if they have gone many rounds that night. And Michael always takes care of her by helping Charlie clean up, changing the sheets or getting her snacks

Body part: Their favorite body part of theirs and of their partner’s

Michael -> Charlie: He likes her hair since it was soft to the touch. Also he likes her chest, cannot blame him since he has a liking towards chest

Charlie -> Michael: She loves his eyes, it feels warm and safe. And his arms and hands too, when they wrapped around her or holding their hands together during the acts

Cum: Use your imagination for this one aha (what are they like when they finish, how do they feel about their partner’s cum/face, etc)

Charlie usually gets tired a little bit after she cums so she would have a short rest before doing anything else, she is sensitive so most of the time really fast to cum. While Michael can hold himself longer since he is used to working at night

They don't mind getting the sheets dirty or cumming on each other's body. Go wild

Dirty Secret: Do they have any secrets that would come to light during sex (not kinks)

They love being close together, that's all I think?

Experience: How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?

Both are each other's first time. Before doing it, they did research on the internet and tried to play around to test if it was okay up to their taste. The first time was quite clumsy, but practice makes perfect

Favorite Position (Bonus horny points for including a visual)

Any positions that allowed them to be close. Mating press, missionary, etc... Or having sex while standing up is perfect

Goofy: Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc

Leave the jokes outside of the bedroom or Michael and Charlie will end up giggling all night and forget what they have to do

Hair: How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.

Charlie dislikes the idea of having hair on her body so she would just shave them all and leaving nothing left

In contrast to her Michael doesn't mind body hair but still wants to keep himself clean so he trimmed the pubic hair frequently. However he does have a happy trail

Intimacy: How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…

They mostly go for passionate sex with lots of handholding and kisses. On the other hands they like marking each other's bodies so both of them will end up with lots of bite marks and sometimes scratchmarks behind the backs or bruises

Jack Off: Masturbation headcanons perhaps

Charlie rarely does masturbates. She only does it when she is really tired or near her period

Michael only does it when he misses Charlie, or on days when she is not in the mood so he will take care of himself alone

Kink: Does the character have a kink or a few?

Charlie has biting kink and nipple play

Michael has scent kink and choking

Location: Favorite places to get down and dirty

Only in private spaces and comfy enough

Motivation: What turns them on, gets them going etc

For Charlie it's when her boyfriend is shirtless. Basic, I know

With Michael is when Charlie wearing something sexy. Yes that's how he is

NO: Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs

They would not pratice in non-consensual sex, or roleplaying that too. Also their turn-offs is anything toilet-related or blood kink, voyeurism with someone who is not in a relationship with them, or public sex

Oral: Preferences in giving or receiving, skill, etc

Since Charlie is leaning to the submissive side, of course she likes receiving. She can do fellatio well, lowkey kind of surprise for someone who like to receive

Michael doesn't mind going down his girlfriend, he is always eager to please her and making her scream outloud from pleasure

Pace: Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.

It depends on the moods. Most of the time they are slow and sensual, but when they are up to kinky stuffs, fast and rough (and may break the bed in the process)

Quickie: Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.

Big no no. Never in the life time

Risk: Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.

They are okay with trying out new kinks to find out if they like it or not. But they won't do anything extreme like heavy BDSM

Stamina: How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…

They will discuss beforehand, or just asking the other if they have enough stamina. Michael can go about 3-4 rounds before he passes out, same goes for Charlie

Toy: Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?

They have some vibrators. That's all they got

Unfair: How much they like to tease?

Oh, Michael does loves teasing Charlie a lot, frequently, til she breaks and tells him just do it since she cannot take it anymore

Charlie only does with dirty jokes though

Volume: How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc

The quiet ones are always the loudest aka Charlie. Michael only let out grunts and pants, rarely moans out loud. They don't get noise complain from moaning but from shaking the bed (or couch, whatever) too much

Wild Card: Write a random HC about this pairing.

They once tried having sex in showers. It did not end well since Michael tripped over while he was overly excited and banged his head on the floor

X-Ray: Describe what’s going on in their pants through pictures or words

Michael: About 8 inches when he is hard. Kind of veiny and definitely has the girth. Fainted happy trail

Charlie: Clean shaven as told up there. Medium-sized clitoris, quite pink labia minora. If talking about her chests then they are about A cup

Yearning: How high is their sex drive?

Need at least one time a month, and if unfortunately they don't have time to lay down in a long time then they will literally do it in a week to make up to the lost time

ZZZ: How quickly they fall asleep afterwards

Depends on the day. If they have sex as a form of stress relieve after a tiring day then they will straight up passed out afterwards without any care of cleaning up. But if it is a relaxing day then after getting their stuffs done, they might stay up all night for pillow talks and cuddle

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf headcanons #charlie emily #michael afton #charlotte emily #mike schmidt #fnaf marlie #michael afton x charlie emily #not safe for minors #nsf.w

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beneathstarryskies · 3 years

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NSFW Alphabet: Nara Shikamaru

This was not requested, I was just really bored.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Shikamaru is casual when it comes to aftercare. He’s not one for big romantic gestures, but he is very considerate. If he makes a mess of you, he’ll help you get cleaned up. He’ll cuddle with you and check if you need anything.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His brains, of course! His intellect is easily the thing he’s the most confident about. Even sexually he knows that he’s able to plan exactly how to pleasure you.

On his partner, he’s actually sort of embarrassed to admit it. He’ll cheekily claim that it’s your tits, but the truth is that his favorite part is your neck. He never feels safer than when he’s curled up against you with his face nuzzled against your neck while pressing soft kisses against your pulse.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He really prefers to cum inside you (or a condom of course.) It avoids making a mess that he’s too lazy to clean up. Not to mention it’s the maximum amount of pleasure with the least amount of effort.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He has been thinking of ways to apply his shadow possession jutsu to the bedroom. He’d like to figure out how to use it to hold you down while he’s fucking you, that way his hands would still be free to roam over your body. He hasn’t quite figured it out yet, but once he gets an idea he’s definitely gonna want to try it out.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Shikamaru isn’t very experienced. Relationships are one of the few things he has struggled to understand. That being said, he has been able to use what little experience he does have to be able to figure sex out. He really enjoys thinking of new things to try out as well.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Cowgirl is definitely his favorite. He loves to lay back and watch the show. However, he’s not very lazy with it. He’ll grab your hips to thrust into you, and he makes good use of his hands.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He tends to be serious and calculating in the moment. He likes to focus on getting you off as many times as possible. Joking around could just ruin the moment for him.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Here’s the thing, if he’s not sexually active (or if he’s on a mission) he doesn’t put any effort into it at all. He just lets it all grow wild. However, when he knows he’ll be hooking up with you, he keeps it groomed. He’ll keep a little patch of dark hair, but he trims it nicely.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Shikamaru gets flustered easily when it comes to emotions and romance. He’s shy about being romantic in the moment. It’ll take him some time, but he does open up more to it as his feelings for you grow. He’ll become more open with giving you compliments and praise during sex.

J = Jack-Off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t really jack off that often. It takes a lot of effort, and it doesn’t feel as good as being buried deep inside you. If you’re separated for a while, he’d rather just wait to be with you again.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise him! He will absolutely melt and get so flustered. He also really likes to be called “sir”. Once you’re in a serious relationship, he will develop a breeding kink as well.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His own bed. It’s comfy, convenient, and doesn’t require ridiculous amounts of effort to make it happen. He thinks sex should be something he enjoys to take the edge off, it shouldn’t just be more work. Spanking is something he really enjoys doing as well. Especially when he’s fucking you from behind.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It’s not really all that difficult to motivate Shikamaru when it comes to sex. It’s one of the few things in life he will easily take on without complaining. Just being there and desiring him is pretty much enough. However, going in with a little extra treat for him never hurts. He’d really be turned on if you performed a striptease for him.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Shikamaru wouldn’t want to do anything that could potentially bring harm to you. He also wouldn’t want to take part in group sex or anything like that. It was difficult enough for him to become comfortable with one partner.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He gives the best oral, and he actually really enjoys it so much. He likes trying things to see how you react to them, then coming up with the perfect combination to get you off. It literally just gets better all the time. (Be sure you tug on his hair while his head is buried between your thighs.)

It goes without saying that he loved receiving just as much. He loves seeing your pretty mouth around his cock, especially when you get super into it and you’re practically drooling all over him. He loves a good show.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

This really depends on the situation. If it’s been a while, he wants to take his time with you to draw out the pleasure as much as he can. Times when a mission has been particularly hard on him, he will want to be a little rougher to blow off some steam.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’s not overly fond of quickies. They’re usually just clumsy and not as satisfying as being able to fuck you properly.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Experimenting is probably one of his favorite things about sex. It can be different every time with him. Usually there’s not a lot of risks involved, because Shikamaru has already thought through it all.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go for many rounds and he tends to last a while. He prefers one long round over multiple shorter rounds. Sometimes he can drag a round out for a whole day.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn’t own any of his own, but he would be down for trying anything you bring to the table. Just make sure you give him time to figure it out. Be prepared for a long preparation when introducing something new to him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He doesn’t tease much, at least he doesn’t consider it teasing. He likes to take his time, which you could argue is a form of teasing. To Shika though, it’s the only way to properly fuck.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not very loud. He’s more of a low grunt and dirty whispers kind of guy. He’ll whisper filthy things in your ear about how good you take his cock and what a good girl you are for him.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Shikamaru stole one of Kakashi’s copies of Icha Icha when he was still a genin because he had no idea about sex or relationships and really just wanted to know. However, he will deny to this day that he’s ever read a single Icha Icha book (even after you find the stolen copy hidden away somewhere. He will still deny it.)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s about 8 inches long, and has a good bit of girth. There’s a couple of veins that protrude when he’s hard, and if you press your tongue against them it will drive him wild.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is pretty high, but he has a lot of self control. He’d fuck you every day if he could, but when he can’t he just stores away all that pent up energy until he can fuck you again.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep really easily after sex. Like pretty much as soon as he’s made sure you’re good, he will just curl up against you and go to sleep.

#shikamaru nara x reader #nara shikamaru x reader #naruto fanfic #naruto headcanons #shikamaru headcanons

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moonyblackwerewolf · 3 years

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Betrothed Ch. 1 - Sirius Black

Sirius Black x fem!Reader

Word count: 2.653

Summary: Sirius and Y/N meet at a family dinner and have some fun, later she finds out she is betrothed to some pureblood boy so Sirius comes up with a mental idea to save them both.

warnings: Kissing, hints of sex, 'aggressive' parents, underage drinking, idk my writing and English? lol

a/n: so this is just an idea for a possible series!! i never published anything before so i’m kind of scared but i really hope you like it!! :) xxx

Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch. 2.5 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch. 5

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Diner party

The Royal Manor of Watson was a cold palace, stone walls, rich decorations, sumptuous, but intimidating. The Watsons were cold people, living in a house too big for five people, but Y/N thought it was only fitting, since her parent’s ego was as big as the manor itself. Their pureblood mania deep in their minds, untouchable, which made their daughter’s life miserable. They were the perfect family on the outside but rotten in the inside, three children, Diana, two years older than Y/N, beautiful, smart and most importantly just as purist as their parents and William, tall, handsome, sophisticate and serious, he was the older sibling, three years older than Diana, he was already working with their father on the Ministry of Magic, daddy’s favourite. Home was big, impressive, a dream home if you saw it, libraries, uncountable bedrooms and living rooms, ball rooms, huge gardens, and everything you could ask for but it was far from being a welcoming home.

Though, all of her miserableness went away once she first went to Hogwarts. Of course, being sorted in Slytherin and having good grades was minimal when it came to living up to her parents’s expectations, which were high and if not complied there would most certainly have severe consequences, but still Hogwarts was more of a Home than the Watson Manor ever was.

Throughout the years, Hogwarts had become her first true home. There she felt the warm winds, the familiar feeling in the great halls, friendships, all she ever hoped for was there, a home, but not quite yet. She met Elizabeth Greengrass a blonde, tall thin girl with deep grey eyes and enviable beauty, Katherine Abbott who looked almost like Diana, but shorter, longer darker hair, blue-green eyes and thiner face. The three girls became best friends right after being sorted into Slytherin. Later on her second year she met Elijah Lestrange, through her sister, he was a year older, handsome and had a polite appearance. Y/N loved her friends but they shared the same blind beliefs her parents do, she’d always nod when they talked about mudblood, choosing not to create conflict, she couldn’t help but feel a little out of place, her parents couldn't disagree more, controlling they way they were, they were more than satisfied to know that their daughter’s inner circle contained only close family friends’s children.

The Marauders were quite famous for their pranks since first year, Y/N always admired their courage and wit, but her siblings and friends didn’t share the same opinion. When she was around them she’d always get a look from her sister, her brother or her friends would push her away, which only made them more interesting. Although, with time, she stopped trying and just kept living her life the way her family wanted her to.

Until summer break before 5th year, at least.

By then Sirius had already gained his bad boy reputation. Y/N had known Black for a long time, only by sight, his family was friends with hers and his cousin, Narcissa, hangs out with her sister, she’d see him in the pureblood elite parties they were forced to attend, they’d exchange glances but never talked. Sirius was once again being forced to go to some snobby party from snobby people. He couldn’t count in a thousand hands how many other places he’d rather be, but there he was sitting in a huge room full of people he despised, until a certain girl he recognised from other dinner parties and Hogwarts caught his attention, she was Remus’ partner in DADA, though he wasn’t sure, he never paid much attention in classes, pranking the student body was much more entertaining.

She caught his eye from a couch across the room. She was stunning, he thought, her slightly wavy H/C hair matching her S/C skin, freckled rosy cheeks and her alluring E/C eyes. Sirius only hoping she was different from the other brainwashed people in that house.

“Hey” Sirius said softly while he approached the girl that was, apparently, just as bored as he was, to his luck. “Not your scene, love?” He asked with his signature smirk on his face, wanting some good company for once at these afternoons.

“Not really” she chuckled, not knowing exactly what else to say, they weren’t close and she was a bit shy. But she was being honest, these parties were hell, full of families who thought too much of themselves, she didn't feel much like them, but she could fit in she was quiet and not nearly as loud as Sirius was about her beliefs. No one knew.

“By any chance would you know whose death palace are we on? I mean it’s huge but it looks like Salazar himself lived here, it gives me the creeps” he paused laughing “and my house it’s not a Hufflepuff common room or anything” Sirius said mockingly, not knowing exactly who he was talking with.

“Well” she chuckled awkwardly “It is my parents’, but i know, it’s not very homey, looks like a dark theatre or something and Salazar did live here, family heirloom” she laughed for real this time, she didn’t take it as an offence, if anything she couldn’t agree more.

“How come we never crossed each others path before?” Sirius asked wondering why they never talked on one of those parties or at school.

“I guess I usually just stay in the corners, like today” she chuckled.

The two of them bonded after talking for a while, they discovered that both of them hated these things, Sirius couldn't get how she managed to hide her feelings so well, she looked so much like them. After laughing, talking about school, Sirius was a part of the infamous marauders, telling stories and joking around, for the first time any of them could think of, they had fun in a family party, since Sirius’ friends weren’t pureblood except for Potter but his family had been banished from the sacred twenty-eight for being “blood traitors” and Y/N’s friends’ parents kept them at their side the whole time for “good image”.

Y/N stole a bottle of fire whiskey from the cellar and started showing the house to Sirius, while the two of them drank more than their bodies could handle, who was just as pleased as her for making fun of the paintings and carpets and the fancy but useless stuff their families valued so much. As they entered a room, particularly big and empty, Sirius had to catch his breath, Y/N and him started running through the halls before entering the room they were now on. He had only now realised that he had grabbed her hand, and apparently she hadn’t noticed until now too, making her blush furiously, releasing each other’s hand quickly and Sirius teased.

“getting comfy are we?” He smirked, as she blushed at his comment. They were very close, he could feel her breath catching. “Where would we be now, love?” He asked inching closer to her.

The both teenagers weren’t thinking straight anymore, the alcohol in their system already influencing their emotions. All they could think about, was how their touch felt electrical and the magnetic pull they were feeling towards each other, wondering how would their lips feel like. They just wanted to have fun, not caring about consequences that moment.

“Ball room” she said innocently but still a bit teasingly, not backing away from him as he inched closer to her “East wing, third floor, far away from where the party is going on, on the first floor” she bit her lip “But still very close to a room-” she said boldly wanting to see his reaction to her suggestions “-two doors away near a window at the end of the hall next to a beautiful painting of my favourite flowers” she said voice husky and breathy, making Sirius groan.

He chuckled low, “And may I ask you whose room is that?” They were now so close that their lips were slightly brushing.

“Why don’t you take me there and see for yourself” she said feeling a flip on her stomach and with a swift motion he lift her up bridal style, making her shiver at the contact, but then laughed, his hand gripping her body and legs tightly as he followed her instructions to get to her room. Once there, he settled her down on her bed and admired the girl in front of him, lust in his eyes. She smiled and bit her lip, she knew Sirius’ reputation, only one night stands, he was a ladies man, but she didn’t care, she wanted him, the fact that her mother would murder her if she ever found out only made it all more exciting.

Sirius took a look at the room, it wasn’t dark as the rest of the house was, it was still sophisticated, but nicer, the detailed wood on the wall was white and, above, the wall it self was light lilac, the room had big windows covered by delicate curtains and even had a balcony, and everything matched between the lilac and whites tones, she had a few paintings and pictures, and flowers, probably fake but still beautiful, the same flowers as on the darker painting outside, her four poster bed that matched the couches by the windows had delicate semi transparent white curtains and her silk white sheets were under a soft lilac blanket, she had a lot of silk pillows with subtle embroidered details on the corners, it was certainly appealing he thought, a beautiful room fit for a princess. Then he was brought back to reality.

“Do you think our parents are wondering where we are?” He asked with a still semi amazed look, it made her laugh, she patted the sheets next to her, inviting him to sit, he sat closely to her and then suddenly she went to the middle of the bed, which was big, pushing his wrists and they sat there, her legs crossed.

“They probably are” she affirmed giggly, she hadn't let his wrists go yet, she was holding it gently. “But, they won’t find us here, even though it’s pretty obvious that i’d hide in my room. Mom and dad wouldn’t leave the party” She paused and laughed “And well your parents certainly won’t come up here to my room i guess” He chuckled at her commentary.

“Well, well, miss perfect pureblood daughter escaping a dinner-party with the rebel Black son, who’d have thought” Sirius said dramatically, she laughed at him.

“Guess this Black here is just a bad influence on me, or… I just put on a good facade” she said more serious this time, voice low, eyes fixated on his. Her hand tracing their way up his arm, his gaze fixed on her movements. “And the fact that if mommy finds out i brought a guy to my room, and that he’s in my bed with me, would make her go crazy, only turns me on” Sirius let a little breathy moan escape his throat.

When Sirius looked at her she was already looking at him, lust all over her eyes. He trailed off just a little and asked, voice low “Y/N… are you sure you want this?” She nodded so he grabbed her waist and pulled her to his lap, he was holding her waist, lips brushing, he finally kissed her, the kiss felt electrical, it was slow and passionate at first but then I grew more heated. One of her hands was wrapped in his neck, the other was holding his chest going slowly lower, he was pulling her impossibly closer, the both couldn't get enough of each other. They had to pause for catching a breath, in the mean time Sirius leant over pushing Y/N down onto bed earning a tiny moan form her. They started kissing again, but this time was less passionate, more lustful and heated, Sirius started fiddling with her dress’ zipper and took it off slowly, undressing her, tracing kisses in each piece of newly exposed skin until she was only in her underwear, She, then, pushed his blazer off then started unbuttoning his shirt while kissing and sucking his neck making him moan. Once they were both in their underwear Sirius looked at her searching for a final consent, when she nodded, he took the rest of their clothes off.

“What do you want princess?” He asked kissing his way down from her cheek, to her jaw, neck, breasts and she moaned a little louder, the nickname turned her on even more. “Hmm??” He groaned waiting for her answer. “I want to her you say it”

“I… want you” she said between moans, after that she pulled his boxers down kissing him desperately, waiting to feel him against her in the most intimate way possible, the feeling was ethereal.

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They laid in her bed legs tangled under the silk sheets, her head laid in his chest, his hands caressing her back while the other wrapped around her waist pulling her closer, making her shiver, the both of them catching their breaths while he stroke figure eights on her back inhaling her delicate floral floral scent. It felt heavenly to be there by his side, neither of them wanting to let go of one another, enjoying every moment before reality came back to them, but they knew they’ve been gone for too long, the party was probably ending.

“Sirius” she said voice as low as a whisper “This was nice” he smiled at her and pulled her to a kiss.

“Yes, it’s nice to have some fun in these events, and you love, are the most fun I could've had today” he said trailing his hand on her lower back “I mean, this is certainly the best place my parents could’ve dragged me to”. It made her chuckle. He never thought he’d fuck a girl his mother would approve and in one of their elite parties, but here he was, proof that Sirius Black always managed to corrupt girls, anywhere.

“Glad you liked it then” she said chuckling while she buried her head in his neck. But they couldn’t go on with this any longer. “You should go first” she said “Your parents are probably looking for you and it would be suspicious if we showed up together” she advised “Since the fact that we’re both missing from the party is already very much suspicious” she said laughing this time.

“Sure, love” he helped her get dressed before dressing himself and gave one last peck on her lips before getting out of bed. “See you” with a wink and that signature smile of his, he left, leaving her there with her thoughts about the events of this evening and the captivating boy, while rubbing her hands lightly where he left love bites on her neck, knowing she’d have trouble walking tomorrow and a bad headache from all the drinking. She decided it was best if she took a shower, changed into her pyjamas and if her parents show up there, she’d say she wasn't feeling well and wanted to sleep.

On his way back Sirius kept thinking about Y/N and how much they’re alike, she was the only nice person he met in one of those parties, she was a good kisser too. Starting to get confused on why he was thinking so much about the girl and the strange feeling she caused on him, but then assumed it was because of all the drinking, he didn't realise his mother, father and brother were waiting for him in the foyer and their faces weren’t kind, he knew it’d be a long night back home. But he didn’t care his only thoughts were about going back to Hogwarts and seeing her again.

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thekingdomofelfhame · 3 years

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Jurdan Fanfic: Highschool AU Part 1

Summary: Much to Jude's annoyance and surprise, she and Cardan have been paired for a school project. Cardan's feelings, on the other hand, continue to blossom when he arrives at Jude's apartment only to witness something beyond his comprehension.

Warnings: Mild cursing

This will be an alternative between Cardan and Jude POV just to get a good look at how their feelings develop.

Cardan POV:

She keeps staring at the ring enclosing her finger, her gaze never shifting to the notes scattered on her dressing, her walnut eyes intense with emotion. She kept humming the same tune over and over, her voice as smooth and soft as butter as she traced invisible patterns on her ruby studded ring, its bright red colour magnifying the beauty of her hand.

I had never seen her like this: bursting with emotions. Standing before me was the same girl who lived in impenetrable walls, walls that I had been trying to overcome only to lead us down a path of hatred. She was the girl of steel, no titanium, and yet she melted away like snow in early spring when no one was around.

Her voice echoes in the room which-surprise, surprise- is a mess of pillows and papers. This girl had been haunting my dreams since sophomore year but my foolish imaginations were nothing compared to the beauty that stood before me and when she starts vocalizing, I swear my heart skips a beat.

As she turns to pick up her phone, her eyes find mine and I am robbed of the melodious voice that had filled this room a few seconds ago. I am pretty sure I see her eyes swimming in tears but she immediately blinks them away. She has trained herself well.

I hadn't even realized she was in her bathrobe until she stopped singing and am left with her perfectly masked yet startled cuteness when she becomes aware of her current state.

"Why'd you stop?" I say clearly disappointed, "your voice is beautiful"

"Weren't you supposed to be here at 11 30?", she says completely ignoring what I just said, tightening her robe around her.

"I clearly said I'd be at your place by 11", my eyes skim over her robe and am pleased to see her cheeks flush with colour as I say, "maybe I'll make a habit of coming early"

"How'd you even get in?"

"Your roommate let me in and, oh, she told me to inform you that she will be staying with her boyfriend for a while"

"Wow. She and Van are really speeding things up", there a short pause that feels like eternity before she says, "Okay, now could you go wait in the lounge while I get ready?", she says and something tells me she is not asking. Though I would very much prefer to stay, I obey her orders for she is The Queen of my heart.

Jude POV:

I walk out of the room, no longer dripping, and am utterly surprised to find Cardan lounging on the white sofa, one of his legs draped over the arm rest. He looks...comfy.

I think about the way he was looking at me in awe when I found him leaning against my door, his dark black eyes peering into mine. I had never seen him so captivated. How long had he been standing there?

Your voice is beautiful...

His words ring in my ears and I can't help the faint pink rising on my neck. Cardan Greenbriar had complimented me; that was a first. I was surprised he didn't make fun of me just like he has been since the day I set foot into school. He didn't mock me as he usually would, seeing my emotional outburst. This was Cardan Greenbriar, the most spoiled rich kid who never gave a fuck about anyone.

I had never once let anyone past my defenses, not even my family, foster or not. No one knew about this small world of mine and I liked to keep it that way. That is, until today when I saw a pair of iridescent coal black eyes bewitching me into wanting to tell him everything about this tiny world I had created where I would doze off to whenever I wished. That was when reality hit me and I was reminded of why I had lived in an armour for so long, why I had never let anyone get close to me.

I snap out of my thoughts when Cardan interrupts, "Like what you see, huh?". I scoff and I didn't realize I had been staring at him as he further added, "Should we get on with the project or are you gonna stand there all day, thinking about me?"

"Asshole. You wish", I snap right back at him and he lets out a soft laugh as I go through his notes.

We had agreed on double-checking each other's notes before we started the project, and by the looks of it, we had a lot of work to do. Surprisingly, Cardan's notes were not only correct and authentic, they were thorough and much more organized than mine. He had even used fancy words like serendipity- I mean what does that even mean?

"Jude, I think some of your notes are missing", he says raising his black brows and a book with torn pages.

"Oh, yeah. The torn notes are in a green file right over there", I gesture to the stack of books behind him as he leans over to find it only to frustrate me further when he says, "Uh, Jude. There is no file here".

"It should be there. It cannot go anywhere", I stand up and walk towards the mountain of books.

That was when I realized my foot is asleep and I stumble over a book, covering my face with my hands, ready for impact. Only I don't hit the ground; instead I feel arms slide around my waist and when I remove my hands from my face, the first thing I see are Cardan's eyes partially covered by his black locks.

I almost get lost in the moment. The world stops when he runs his hand through his hair as if he is nervous and he stares back at me. That is, until I remember who he is.

Ughhh....

"Looks like you're falling for me, Jude", he teases.

I abruptly push him off of me and start looking for the notes. Despite my foot still being asleep, I try to walk as if nothing happened but the bastard still notices.

"Here. Let me help you", he reaches for my hand but I stop him with a gesture and he does.

Looks like my defiance all these years really did have an effect on him.

"If you want to help, start by looking for a green file. It is unlabeled, no fancy decorations what so ever"

"What else to expect from the boring Jude Duarte"

"Well, at least I am not like one of those stupid girls who are so easily charmed by you"

"Did you just say I am charming?"

"Fuck off"

"Okay, okay", he raises his arms in defeat and I go to my room to look for the file. My eyes shift to the scattered notes over my bed and my dressing and my carpet.

Shit.

This is going to take longer than I thought.

Cardan POV

As I search through her notes, my thoughts keep drifting to the moment I had her in my arms, her body fitting right into my hands. I battled with the urge to get lost in her deep brown eyes or to drop a kiss on her cute nose.

No, no, no. Stop.

Wine. I needed wine. I needed wine right now.

Jude hated me and I should hate her. She was the one person who had refused to let me get my way and would continue to do so. She could never want someone like me, let alone love. This was just a project and as soon as it would finish, we would go our separate ways.

And yet, I cannot help but think about her all the time.

Jude POV

I return to the lounge drenched in sweat, panting and gasping for air. I had been rummaging in my room for the past hour and had finally found that file.

I slam the file onto Cardan's face and he doesn't dare reply when he sees my tired state. I sink into the sofa, one hand covering my eyes the other blindly searching for the glass of water on the front table.

"What happened to you?", Cardan asks as I open my eyes to find him completely shocked but instead of answering him, I gesture towards the file while gulping down my third glass of water.

"Let's continue. I don't want to waste any more time", my voice is dry as I open my laptop to start typing in the outline and he continues to examine my notes.

"God, your handwriting is horrible", his voice is filled with surprise as he brings one of the papers closer to those haunting, dazzling eyes to get a better look but gives in and throws it back onto the table.

"If you can't read it, why don't you make me something to eat instead?", I say robotically while looking at my screen and had not expected him to actually go to the kitchen in search for food.

My eyebrows furrow together as I walk up to him and say, "I was joking! Come on, we gotta get this done"

"I know you were joking and I know we have to this done but I am hungry and if you are not going to ask me then I am going to make myself", he complains as he looks around, opening cabinets and drawers.

"I didn't know you could cook", I say clearly perplexed by his actions.

"There are many things you do not know about me, Duarte", he continues his search and when I have had enough of his noise I say, "Stop! Okay, stop making noise! God, it's like raising a child or something", I grab the spatula from his hands but he takes it back saying, "Well, I am hungry and I can't work when I am hungry and by looking at you, you should be too"

As much as I would hate to admit it, I was hungry and I felt like I hadn't eaten in ages.

"Fine, you cook and I am going to take a break and watch some Netflix", I say right before telling him about where I keep the food and where the utensils are.

"One more question. Should I make sandwiches or hotdogs?"

"Lilliver usually does the cooking so, whatever you want", I turn on the television and continue to watch Shadow and Bone, each episode more intriguing than the last.

I hadn't realized an hour had passed when Cardan came with sandwiches.

The room is suddenly filled with the smell of freshly made sandwiches and that does nothing to satiate my hunger as I reach out for the dish set in front of me but Cardan quickly grabs the dish before I can get my hands on a sandwich.

"Patience is a virtue, dear Jude", Cardan says raising a long slender finger in the air.

"First of all, never and I mean NEVER call me dear", I glare at him as I grab the dish back, careful not to break it, "And you took so long making sandwiches that I got hungry"

I take a bite of the sandwich and if I am being honest, I had never tasted such sandwiches in my life and Cardan must have noticed me and my increasing craving for his delicious sandwiches that only seemed to make my hunger more insatiable when he said, "Either you like them", he gestured towards the half-bitten sandwich and its cheese dripping from the side of my mouth, "or you haven't eaten all day"

"Hmm. Yeah, I think it is the latter", I lie through my teeth with ease as I take a second one into my mouth.

I would never compliment him to his face, especially since I don't want him spreading the story in school.

"Why are you acting like this?", I ask out of nowhere before I can even process what I just said out loud.

"Like what?", he asks dumfounded

"I don't know, you seem a bit more... tolerable, I guess", my voice almost drops to a whisper as I stare at my third sandwich, suddenly looking for something more interesting in a piece of food that would soon be in my mouth.

He doesn't answer but I am able to see his mood shift as his body language completely changes and his muscles become more stiff. His pupils become dilated and he looks every bit as horrifying as he did when he once threw dust into my food after I had punched him.

All of a sudden, I regret what I had said and cursed my stupid mouth for opening itself.

We don't speak to each other for the rest of the night and though I hated Cardan with all that I had, one small part of me felt that there was more to this person, that he was more than just a bully and that I had missed an opportunity to get to know the real him.

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mydekuacademia · 3 years

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Deku nsfw alphabet please?

My bb BOY

A: Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He is wonderful at aftercare! The second he catches his breath, hes running to the bathroom to get a damp cloth and to throw a blanket in the dryer to warm it up and make your as comfortable as possible. After youre both cleaned up and huddled under the warm blanket, he cuddles you for at least a couple hours

B: Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner)

His favorite body parts of his own are his legs. Hes self conscious of the scars on his arms, and he knows his legs are strong as hell since he transitioned to training them more. On you, he loves your chest, boobs or nah. He adores kissing your chest and lightly tracing the contours

C: Cum (Anything to do with cum)

He is a safe and responsible hero, so he prefers to use condoms. Plus, he cant imagine that the feeling of cum dripping on/out of you is terribly pleasant

D: Dirty Secret

He secretly wants you to dom the hell out of him, but hes way too shy to ask. You know hes a switch, but he tries not to make it obvious how much he likes when you take control

E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

The most experience he might have is some heavy petting and grinding in a past relationship. Hes come a long way since UA though, so hes more comfortable with himself and his partner.

That being said, he knows what hes doing. He absolutely researches techniques and positions and stuff before getting intimate with you

F: Favorite Position

He likes cowgirl, missionary, and lotus mostly. Pretty much, he wants to see your face to make sure hes doing everything right (also, access to your chest :) )

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

He can be a little goofy, but hes mostly prettt serious. The most he would do is crack a joke about how awkward it is to change position or something similar

H: Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

The carpet does indeed match the drapes, just a little darker.

The first time yall had sex, he wasnt trimmed at all. To be fair, he wasnt expecting it to happen. After that, though, he was neatly trimmed

I: Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Hes so intimate you want to cry omg. Hes constantly whispering in your ear how much he loves you, caressing your cheek, placing soft kisses on your lips and forehead, checking to make sure everythings alright, etc

J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He usually masturbates twice a week or so. Sometimes, hes too shy to ask you to help, or he knows youve had a tough day and just want to chill, so he takes care of it himself. Hell juat duck into the shower for a quick wank and join you in bed afterwards

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He has a massive praise kink. He l i v e s for being told how good hes doing and what a good boy he is. He also lowkey enjoys roleplay where youre a civilian that needs to be rescued and hes your savior.

If he ever tells you about his desire to be dommed, he would LOVE to get pegged

L: Location (Favorite places to do the do)

He prefers the bed, but hes also comfortable with your couch if youre too comfy to move

M: Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Mostly, midoriya gets turned on by how much he loves you. A small peck turns into making out turns into sensual sex. He also might get flustered if you wear something tight-fitting or revealing

N: NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He absolutely wont use his quirk or do anything to hurt you, not even spanking. Also no degredation, humiliation, bodily fluids, etc

O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He prefers giving over receiving. After some practice, he becomes a GOD at giving oral to the point that he wants you to come in his mouth before getting to the main event.

He enjoys receiving, he just really likes pleasing you first and foremost

P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

99% of the time, hes more slow and sensual. Sex, to him, is more of an act of love than just getting off. However, if hes had a rough day and is frustrated, he'll pick up the pace a bit

Q: Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Not a fan, tbh. He wants to take his time with you. That being said, if you really, really want one, he'll cave. Hes absolutely going to take his time with you later, though

R: Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Izu isnt huge on risks. Hes down to experiment, sure, but he doesnt want to get caught. He might actually die if somebody saw you two like that

S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

With as much training as hes done, he has so much goddamn stamina its insane. If he really wanted to, he could go /several/ rounds, each lasting a long time. Hes not gonna overstimulate you though

T: Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He's too shy to buy anything for himself, but hed use it if you gave it to him. Hes most likely to enjoy a strap-on if anything

U: Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He only teases you if hes in a really playful mood. Normally, he wont tease because it makes him feel mean

V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He can get pretty loud sometimes, especially when hes close to cumming. Hed let out a deep groan/moan and the occasional curse and maybe cry out your name. Aside from that, his moans are loud enough for you to hear, but not loud enough to worry about the neighbors hearing

W: Wild Card (Random headcanon)

He once found All Might themed condoms and bought them with absolutely no intention of ever using them, but he did end up using them on one occasion when you ran out if the normal ones. He couldnt look all might in the eye for weeks

X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Hes lowkey kinda packing. Slightly bigger than average with good girth. He didnt know it was anything special until you came along and told him

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Pretty average tbh, but he knows how to control his urges and only act upon them when appropriate and reciprocated. As i said before, sex to him is more intimacy than getting off

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not fast at all. He can stay awake for hours talking to you or taking notes or doing paperwork or whatever. Unless yall have sex just before bed, it doesnt affect his sleep schedule at all

#midoriya izuku #midoriya x reader #boku no hero academia #bnha #bnha x reader #my hero academia #mha #mha x reader #spicy

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cunningambitousdetermined · 3 years

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Do You Love Me? (I Loved You Part 2: young!Sirius x Reader)

ahhh im so excited to write this! @aseriousfckingmess and @iamninaanna AND @maraudersbitvh asked for this and i was so happy bc i had so so many ideas and even more feelings. thank you to everyone who read my last two things i’ve written, i feel so so lucky and so happy. and thank you to those who spurred my ideas for a part 2! thank you thank you thank you.

this is the second part to I Loved You which i wrote for @vogueweasley‘s challenge. so here it goes:

warnings: swearing, fluff, some angst, walburga being a butthole

not my gif

“Did it mean anything to you? Did I mean anything to you?” With that she turned on your heel and ran out of the dorm. Sirius stood and watched as you got smaller and smaller and with step she took, his anger ebbed a little. And then she was gone, leaving behind the boy who loved her.

“Mate,” Remus’s voice was cool and collected but the undertone of fury shook Sirius out of his stupor. “What the actual fuck did you do?” Remus swore often- he was always tripping over his long limbs, mumbling curses under his breath- but this, this, was calm fury. His jaw was wound tight and his eyes bore through Sirius.

“Moony, I- I- What?” Sirius whispered, his voice sounded like the sad ending chord of a symphony as it moved and filled and soared through the space between them. “I- I- She hates me?” The realization rocked Sirius so hard, he found his knees skidding the rough carpet of the floor, Y/N’s words filled every inch of his head, spilling out his ears, mouth, his nose. “She hates me.” The only person who had ever seen past the arrogant smirk, the only person who had ever wiped his tears, whispered his fears away. The only person who had ever loved him, was gone. Gone.

Remus needed to sit down. His whole body was buzzing with anger at Sirius. How could he hurt her? Why would he hurt her? It didn’t matter though. All that mattered was how sad Y/N looked, how tired and then how angry she had become. That wasn’t the kind, soft, funny, Y/N he knew. This was hurt, and betrayed and broken. He went to move the lumps in Y/N’s pillow aside when his hand brushed against paper. Remus dug his hand down farther underneath the sheet and grasped the paper. It was a letter and a stack of small papers, crumpled and wet with tears. He glanced down at Sirius, in his current shocked state and began to read.

Sirius shook the tears from his eyes and turned to find Moony reading some papers on Y/N’s bed. Y/N’s bed. The one he’d used to sleep in. The one that he used to whisper the love of his life to sleep in. His mind was filled with thoughts, memories, and ocean of words and kisses and hugs.

“YOU ARSE!” a screech shattered the rose tinted memories, Remus was up and towering over Sirius. “YOU ABSOLUTE BASTARD! I TRUSTED YOU! I TRUSTED YOU NOT TO HURT HER! YOU PROMISED! HOW COULD YOU?! SHE WAS NOTHING BUT GOOD AND KIND AND WONDERFUL TO YOU! SHE GAVE EVERYTHING TO YOU AND YOU BROKE HER! YOU BROKE HER!” Remus’s hands were shaking in an effort not to hit Sirius, he didn’t know the boy in front of him. It was occurring to him that maybe he never did. “YOU DON’T DESERVE HER AND YOU NEVER WILL!” He tossed the letters at Sirius’s face and with a turn Remus stormed out of the room and once again Sirius was walked away from, by the people who loved him most.

Y/N was racing around the castle, trying not to break. She just needed to find a place. She paced past the stairwell to the Gryffindor Tower and stalled. She had taken those stairs and cuddled in his bed. She had kissed him awake and kissed him goodnight there. The memories came in waves, flowing down the stairs, kisses and hugs, fights and making up, crying and laughing until their stomachs hurt. Barefoot, racing toward the common room, collapsing on the couch, reading out loud. His smile, his eyes. His laugh, his cry, his nose all the way down to his toes. She knew it all.

“Y/N?” a soft voice inquired, large hands placed on her shoulders, the soft smell of chocolate wafted through her nose. Remus.

She slowly turned around and was met by her best friends eyes drowned in worry. She croaked, “Did you know Rem? Did you know?” Her eyes filled with tears once more and she turned away, embarrassed.

“No.” Remus slid his fingers under her chin, tilting her face up to meet his eyes. “No, no no. I never knew. I never thought he could even...” Remus trailed off as the tears spilled down her cheeks, “Come with me, love.” He then tucked Y/N under his arm and started to walk. She dug her face into his neck and smiled softly as she felt his hand encircle her own with a soft squeeze. Right now she just needed her best friend, who had always been there no matter what. And somehow he always just knew what she needed. As they entered Remus’s dorm and he threw her some comfy clothes and a book, she thanked him internally. Thanked whatever higher being there was that she had ended up with the best friend in the entire world. Her heart felt a little bit light as she snuggled into his side and he began to read aloud as he had done so many times before.

“Rem?” she questioned, turning her gaze to his soft green eyes.

“Yes?” his soft smile gave her made tears fill her eyes in gratitude.

“Thank you,”

“What for, darling?” Remus let his hands card softly through her hair as she looked away.

“Everything.” That word held so much meaning for them. Everything meant all the full moons, all the hard days and the good ones. All the sad moments and all the happy ones, all the time they had just been there. The quiet moments of just reading and the loud ones filled with laughter and joy. Everything just meant Remus existing. Thank you, she said, thank you for it all.

Sirius would watch them from afar. His heart would ache as he hid around the corners as Remus and Y/N would walk to class. He would turn in his bed to hold her only to grab at cold sheets, to tell her a joke but she wasn’t there. To ask her if she really thought he was enough even if his family didn’t. If she didn’t think he was an awful person. Before, she would have held him and with words so soft, she would’ve told him how much she loved him and that he was real, human and it was okay to feel. But now, he was an awful person. Remus wouldn’t talk to him, Y/N wouldn’t look at him, and he was tired.

He didn’t sleep anymore. All he could do was lay awake in hope of never falling into the dreams where Y/N would yell at him. Would curse him, spit at him. It was all his fault that she was gone. His fault that she couldn’t meet his eye. His fault that she hated him. Even drowning in these thoughts, he felt a confusion. What had he done?

Sirius was sitting by the dying embers of the fire one night when footsteps echoed from behind him. “Sirius?” James’s groggy voice called, “What’s going on?” He didn’t answer. The footsteps got closer until James was next to him, sitting down. “Pads?” his voice had softened to one of worry, “Hey, tell me what’s up?”

“I can’t sleep James,” Sirius’s voice sounded like broken glass, the echo of happiness all but lost, “I love her. And I don’t even know what I did, but she’s gone. She’s gone. She’s gone, she’s gone, she’s gone. I love her. She was the only thing that mattered. I lost it all. I lost my family, my mom, my dad, my brother. My cousins. But I had her. And you guys but, with her... it was different.” James put a hand on Sirius’s shoulder and Sirius collapsed into James’s side. “She got it. And she was all I had. All that kept me good inside. The glue that held me together. SHE’S GONE!” and it went like that, Sirius sobbing into James, repeating how he didn’t know what he did, he loved her, he did. James just held him, his broken best friend as he cried for the girl he had lost. And James cried. He cried for his best friend who had been hurt so much and lost it all. He cried for the girl he once knew. But when his tears ran out and Sirius drifted off to let sleep’s greedy claws take him, he had an epiphany. Whether or not they liked it, Sirius and Y/N would forever be each others catalysts. The only way to balance was together. Apart, they would just keep on falling.

James found a sense of resolve as he walked over to where Remus and Y/N lay under a tree, reading.

“James...” Remus acknowledged him with caution, but James wasn’t done.

“Remus, can I speak to you?” he asked, motioning to a spot not far off from the tree, “It won’t be long.” Remus glanced down at Y/N who offered James a tentative smile and wave.

“Go on, Rem.” She said, “I’ll be fine.” With one last suspicious look, Remus got up and followed James to the shaded area where James leaned against the cool stone wall.

“Jam-” Remus began, but James was faster.

“Just let me say something.” James needed to know, “I just have to know. What happened?”

“Sirius didn’t tell you?” The bite in Remus’s voice made James flinch and he saw Remus’s face soften to apology.

“No. He hasn’t slept, he lost it last night. Just blubbering about love and how he just didn’t know what he did!” James cried, “What did he do?”

“Tonight.” Remus’s face hardened now, “Room of Requirement, and bring Sirius. We need to have a little chat.” He then whipped around and resumed his position with Y/N, placing a brotherly kiss to the top of her head. Remus gave James a look which he took as a sign to leave. Sighing, he trudged off, hoping that Sirius wasn’t going to end up in the hospital wing tonight.

Remus paced impatiently in the seventh floor corridor as he waited for is roommates to show up. Just as he was about to go drag them from wherever they had gotten themselves sidetracked, James rounded the corner, dragging Sirius behind him. James stopped in front of Remus and shoved Sirius forward. He looked up and Remus’s heart clenched. His eyes were sunken deep and his eyes held a pain so deep he had to look away. He closed his eyes and heard the familiar scratching of the wall becoming the door. Remus couldn’t stomach a glance back at his friends sad face as he pushed the door open. Inside, there were plush couches and loveseats scattered around near a small fireplace. Remus took up a position curled into a loveseat and raised an eyebrow in expectation at James and Sirius. They quickly took their spots. James sitting on the floor while Sirius sat stiff backed on the couch. The silence and tension thickened as Remus started Sirius down, his eyes burning through his long tousled locks. James finally had enough, “AHEM.” Sirius’s head shot up, “Remus, please tell us what the bloody hell is going on.” Remus sighed and pulled the stack of well work paper from his pocket. Glancing down and then at Sirius’s hurt face, he let out another tired sigh.

“What happened is that Sirius, our dear friend,” The way he spat the word friend had Sirius flinching and James’s eyes widening. “was using Y/N. To get back at his mother. And, and I quote ‘ It doesn’t hurt that I get sex. I mean I could have any girl but damn, she gave herself to me so fast. Even I didn’t know I was that good. ‘” He let out a hard breath as Sirius’s face still looked painted with confusion.

James had stood up and was towering over Sirius, “YOU DID WHAT?!” he screamed, “YOU TOLD ME SHE WAS DIFFERENT!” Remus was in shock, he had never seen James yell at Sirius before. And he barely ever saw James angry.

Sirius couldn’t even register the things that James was saying. He didn’t write that. No, no he didn’t. He loved her more then anything. She was the only one who cared. She kept him human in his family of monsters. She kept his feet on the ground when his head was in the clouds. He loved her. This was supposed to be the real thing. Like forever, this was it for him. “I didn’t- I would never- Remus-” The shock that she had read those words hit him like a knife to the gut. Remus threw the paper down at him and Sirius scrambled to read them all. Note after note after note saying awful things. Each time he read something he felt the knife twist as he realized she read this. His love. Thought.... he couldn’t even bare to finish the thought. He kept going and going. He knew he didn’t write these, his handwriting was neater then that, crafted to perfection by his mother. But all the things that the notes said; worthless, mudblood, fat, ugly. His Y/N was stunning, took his breath away, blood status didn’t matter. She was worth more then anything this world could offer. She was his world. The notes just kept going, the pile seemed endless. He couldn’t tell if he wanted to puke or go find you and get drunk on your kisses. He could feel Remus and James’s stares on him as he rifled through the papers. Just as he was about to turn away from them and tell his friends that theses weren’t his, a signet caught his eye. The Noble House of Black signet. He yanked the letter out and his eyes frantically scanned the page. His mother’s tone made his stomach churn. It was no wonder she hated him now. He might not be able to get her back, this was quite unforgivable, but he could put her heart at ease. He still loved her. But did she still love him?

“Remus, James; I didn’t write these” His voice came out raspy and shaky from the tears he didn’t even realize were falling down his face, hot waterfalls cascading on the papers. He cleared his throat and continued, “It was Regulus and Walburga. I know it. I love her. I don’t care about her blood status, I never have! She was it for me.” He lowered his head, “I know that I hurt her by putting her in harms way and she might still hate me, but I can try and fix what I’ve broken. I know I don’t deserve her and I never have, but she’s all I have and I need her. I need her to know how I feel. I need her know I love her and I’m sorry.” Sirius was crying harder but his voice was firm. Remus and James exchanged looks that very clearly said He’s telling the truth. Remus sunk to his knees and took Sirius into his arms. “Do you believe me?” Sirius’s voice was cracked and tired.

Remus tugged him closer letting Sirius’s tears soak through his sweater, “Yeah, yeah I do believe you. I’m sorry that I yelled at you, I didn’t even think.... but it all makes so much sense. She told me Regulus gave her the letters, and I mean Reg is a nice enough kid on his own but something seemed off. You’re my best friend and I should have given you the benefit of the doubt. I’m sorry. But if you ever really hurt her...” Sirius made a noise somewhere between a sob and a chuckle.

“I know, I know... you did the right thing. If I did that, I would murder me too.” The boys laughed and James joined the hug. Sirius gave his smallest but most real smile in the weeks it had been. He had his friends back, now all that was left was her.

Sirius was shaking. Like actually shaking. He stood outside your dorm door as Remus knocked softly. “Y/N?” he called, “Can I come in?”

“Remus? Come on in!” A soft voice floated out the door and he felt his mind go blank, his only thought was to get to her. James tried to shake him but he could only think about his skin on hers. The delicate shape of her hips and the small curve of her smile. His mind spun, would she forgive him? Could she forgive him? With one last glance back, Remus pushed the door open. Sirius froze. There she was. She had never looked more stunning in shorts and a old t-shirt of... his? Yeah, that was his shirt. His heart leapt, she was wearing his shirt.

Y/N was petrified. What was he doing here? Her heart clenched, he looked so soft, and her whole body ached with the effort to run to him. “Siri...?” her voice came out soft and wispy, high and broken. His whole face broke open at the tears in your eyes. Y/N whipped around, furiously wiping at her tears. “Leave.” she croaked, “please.”

Remus let a hand massage her shoulder, “Love, just listen to what he has to say. I would not have brought him here to hurt you, you know that.” She gazed up at her best friend with glassy eyes and scanned his face. His face only held love for her and strangely enough, hope.

She turned away again, letting Remus’s hand fall of her shoulder, “Fine.”

Sirius stepped forward and took a breath. This was it. There was no going back or do overs anymore. “Y/N, I love you.” he began, “And I always will. Those notes, they weren’t from me. Regulus wrote them after he told Walburga about us. He must’ve seen you sneaking in or with me in the yard. They took you away from me to hurt me. And I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you. I’m sorry for making you a target. But none of that bullshit if true. I love you and you are perfect. You are my whole entire world. You are my oxygen and I’m struggling to breathe right now. I love you so much and I know I don’t deserve you or your forgiveness but I need to know. Do you love me?”

Y/N was shocked. It all made sense, the notes, Regulus. The tears pooled in her eyes slipped out and she sobbed, hands clasped over her mouth. She had missed him so much and here he was in all his glory, with his long hair and his grey eyes, asking her if she loved him. She did, there was nothing to ask.

“Y/N?” Sirius whispered and she realized she had been silent for much to long.

“Of course I love you, you arsehole!” That was all it took to break Sirius and he was running at her and sweeping her up into his arms. Her breath fanned over his neck and he pulled back to gaze at the face he had been missing so much. The soul that completed him.

“Do you forgive me?” he whispered as he inched closer to her lips.

She closed the gap, pressing her lips against his and his heart had never felt lighter. She pulled away softly and Sirius panted as he laughed at the sheer happiness of it all. “There’s nothing to forgive baby.” She breathed against his lips and went back to kissing him. He kissed her neck and her cheeks muttering all the things he loved about her between kisses. James and Remus shared a disgusted but happy look as they slipped out the room.

“I love you Sirius Black and don’t you ever forget it.”

wow sorry the ending was rushed and idk but it’s done! thank you guys so much for reading this ahhhh im so happy that you guys liked it enough for a part 2! i love you guys!

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miimii-mean · 3 years

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_Kari's relationship with Aespa

>Rina

•Since Karina was the one that trained the longest after Kari they were really close with one another, along with Ningning

•It was like they were so close you most likely wouldn't see them without each other and prepared for their evaluations together.

•Kari often gets homesick so Karina always tries her best to make sure she's feeling okay.

•Tries teaching Karina her grandmas✨ infamous✨dumplings and brownies and let's just say... Their not the most presentable of things to show.

•they used to study about flowers a lot so after their first music bank show Kari surprised her with a bouquet of baby's breath💐

• they've described their relationship as being close sisters or even twins.(the fans say it's more of a mother/daughter)

•if you looked it up you could probably find predebut pics of them just hanging out.

•you know how they say opposites attract so that can be said with these two since Kari literally radiates sunshiney extrovert energy☀☀ and Karina is a shy introvert.

•Forehead kisses!!🎉

•Kari often sleeps with Karinas hoodies since she describes it as comfy and likes the smell of her🌵🤷

~A song to describe their relationship would be Purple by HyunA and E'Dawn.

>Rielle

•their kinda like those two goofy friends that joke around a lot in the back of class but you can't hate them, I don't make the I just follow them😌

•cue in kari begging giselle to teach her to rap

•kari:I promise I'll take it seriously✋"

•giselle: *barely even starting her line*

•kari: .....*busting out laughing for no reason at all*

•giselle: 😕😐 why do I even try?

•giselle is literally so soft her tho like kari could be like buy me a pair of crocs as a joke and she would buy it with no hesitation.🏃🏃

•Kari is legit spoiled with both LoVe💕💕 and wealth💸💸 by her sugar mommy- 😳 I mean bestie...

•lowkeu kinda possessive over kari but not as much as winter is.

•they practically share everything except drinks cause she thinks giselle backwashes😬

•another member that's like her non existent mother 💩

•endless hugs and kisses from these two

•giselle admires the friendliness kari showed when they first met each other.

>winri

•the definition of tom and jerry even though we all know they're both sort for each other.

•girlfriends of the group👭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

•If you know Minho and Hyunjin this is kinda what their dynamic is.

•dont worry its all just that good tough love😩💪❤

•nobody knows what sparked this but now its here so just deal with it ig.

•sarcastic remarks 24/7

•literally so loud for no reason🤸esp at night

•even if they 'hate' each other they always have their on the other whether it be holding hands or their arm on their waist🍄 ( if that makes sense)

•convience store trips at night cause that's how they bond.

•the Instagram photos they take give me these vibes☁🍻💫

•probably the most popular ship in the group but they don't mind 👻🙊

•legit obsessed and possessive over one another, for instance the one time Mark tried ask Kari if she wanted to eat lunch with him at the company and Winter was all like " ahem 😡ahem! We should get going NoW Kari!" and dragged her out of the studio

•lmao poor mark😞 Winter told kari how she should watch out for men and can only go out with her permission

•shares the same room

•Winter hates seeing Kari cry so she's really overprotective over her.

>rining

•two absolute cuties and use that to their advantage since they're both the youngest.

•As they were both in Smrookies they are very close and are both Chinese so they usually speak Mandarin to each other.

•since they're both singers they love to have karaoke nights together and with the other members sometimes

•both fans of Nct and Blackpink because they stan talent.

•Kari often plays pranks on the others and Ningning joins in 90% of the time

•annoys the others by randomly shouting at different k-drama characters.

•they adopted a cactus together and named it Mars🌵

•Ningning has met kari's grandma before so now they're really close 👵 that's just how it works.

•okay but their fashion style is soo good like it's unfair😤, you could throw a carpet on them and they'd find a way to style it well.

#aespa #aespa 5th member #5th member of aespa #fifth member of aespa #aespa fifth member #kpop soloist #kpop social media au #kpop au #kpop oc #kpop addition #idol oc #idol au #female kpop oc #female kpop additions #female kpop member #female kpop idol

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nct-lian · 3 years

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her style (seven categories)

— daily wear (casual wear)

lian’s entire wardrobe is the definition of ulzzang fashion. she loves loves loves the korean style !! lian can get cold really easily, and so she tries to incorporate some sort of long sleeve into all her outfits.

it works out perfectly as well because when i tell you she’s obsessed with cardigans and jeans- lian owns SO MANY JEANS like half her closet is just jeans and it’s scary :0

she doesn’t normally gravitate towards layering clothing, but i promise that when she does, it looks so so good.

she has no problem layering a simple sweater vest or putting on a thick sweater over something thin, but she’s expressed how she finds it to be uncomfortable if she layers a bunch of thick clothing on top of each other.

lian also really loves skirts !! her legs have never really been the target of cold weather, so wearing skirts in the fall (or even winter at times) has thankfully never been a problem for her. she particularly loves mini skirts with a solid colour or a plaid design.

her colour scheme consists of neutral colours, black and whites and occasional pops of pastel!

— formal wear (meetings, company dinners, etc.)

there’s a rule in sm that states: the idols aren’t to wear anything denim or “lazy looking” while attending important events within the company or meeting new people in public because it’ll set a good first impression.

lian makes sure not to go overboard when dressing formally, but she’d get scolded if she were to underdress. and so that leaves her with a limited amount of options when choosing what to wear.

she tends to go with the simple blouse paired with a mini skirt, or if she doesn’t have the energy to try, she’ll throw on a pair of trousers with a solid coloured top and call it a day.

whereas if she were to be attending a company gathering with her seniors, she’ll wear a pretty dress or expand her “blouse + mini skirt” outfit into something a little more extravagant!

again, her formal colour scheme sticks to a neutral palette with black and whites. it’s rare to see any sort of colour if she hadn’t decided to wear something plaid.

— comfy wear (lounging, hanging out at home, etc.)

as much as lian wishes she could just stay in her pyjamas all day long when they’re off schedules, she knows that’ll do her no good. forcing herself to get up every morning and change also gives her the motivation to brush her teeth and wash her face like she needs to.

that being said, if she has to change so early in the morning, then she’s sticking with something incredibly comfortable.

tons of oversized shirts and baggy pants—the shirts normally belonging to the boys. no joke, johnny has lost over fifteen sweaters to lian, and they’re definitely not going back to him.

like his shirts basically go all the way down to her knees and so there’s no need for pants to keep her legs warm. a random pair of shorts and she’s good to go!

all of her comfy clothes are super soft and fluffy and perfect for sitting around to do nothing! she practically swims in all of these clothing items, but that’s part of the fun :D

she doesn’t really care about the colour, but she does have to match the pants with the shirt because if she doesn’t, then that’s just wrong, guys.

— sleep wear (pyjamas)

the fifth floor’s heating system has been broken for like the past three months and nobody has fixed it yet, so the dorm is constantly cold.

but lian does this thing where she freezes herself before she goes to bed because “it’ll feel nice when i sleep.”

the boys always tell her to go put on a sweater or change into a longer pair of pants because her sleep wear is literally the thinnest material ever—and not to mention, she’s wearing short sleeves most of the time!

lian seriously despises going to sleep in long pants because they make her overheat and it’s all uncomfortable when she’s under her thick ass duvet, so her pyjamas are normally short.

again, lian doesn’t really care about the colour because they normally come in sets and everything matches anyway. she definitely prefers to have a thin and soft material!

— award show wear (first row: while performing, second row: red carpets)

okay say it with me: LIAN PRETTIEST GIRL !! the stylists absolutely love love love lian, and they make sure to show it when putting her outfits together. whenever lian is performing on stage, she’s always decked out in a glitter filled outfit so that she shines even brighter than she already does—especially if she’s with the boys.

it’s no secret that lian is rather ... vertically challenged, and the stylists want to make sure she’s not completely enveloped into them to the point where she can’t be seen. they make sure her outfits a little more sparkly so she’s able to be seen well, but they always have to match with what the rest of of them are wearing.

if she doesn’t match, she’ll looks like a random girl just following them everywhere they go, and that’s something nobody wants!

while walking the red carpet, lian literally looks a million dollars. all her outfits are personally made just for her so they fit perfectly! unless it comes from a designer brand, of course.

she’s obviously had a little bit of malfunctions because the “too short for their body type dress” has happened once or twice despite having all her outfits custom made. make that make sense tbh ??

the colour scheme is super colourful and diverse! like stated before, the stylists love to have her stand out and shine, so they love to take risks while creating her outfits :)

— jewelry (necklaces, rings, earrings, etc.)

lian loves her jewelry! she’s always seen wearing pretty necklaces, shiny bracelets and gorgeous, dangly earrings :) but she has a very strong love-hate relationship with rings.

there are only certain rings she’s able to wear because bulky and chunky ones make her very uncomfortable. she leans more towards the dainty and thin style.

for earrings, she really goes all out with them. her earrings are always dangly and shiny, and super extravagant! she has a lot of piercings as well so she’s able to wear several earrings at a time.

her necklace preference is fairly basic; just the simple dainty chain with a diamond on the end or a trail of pearls.

— head wear (hats, headbands, hair clips, etc.)

lian honestly doesn’t care for hats that much. she prefers having her hair flow nicely with a couple of hair pins to keep it in place, but it’s necessary to have a hat on while dancing because her hair will go EVERYWHERE everywhere if it’s not secured in some way.

she only likes bucket hats and baseball caps because she believes that the other ones are ugly. no offence to beanie wearers, it’s just not her style!

headbands aren’t something she’s too into either, she’ll only wear them if she believes that it’ll go well with her outfit. she’ll also wear them if she has to keep the front pieces of hair out of her face for the day.

lian’s hair clips are like her children. she’s always wearing some sort of pin and they’re literally so beautiful and match her outfits so well!

not only does lian absolutely love the way her hair clips look on herself, but she likes how the boys look with them in their hair as well. when yuta still had his long hair, she would constantly be styling it for him.

he would be adorned in golden bobby pins and sparkly clips basically 24/7 :D

majority of lian’s clothing sticks to a neutral colour palette, so she buys hair accessories that match well!

#lian: get to know her!#nct addition #nct female member #kim chungha #nct 127 #nct #nct dream #wayv #lianna bae #nct 127 added member #nct 127 female member #nct dream female member #nct dream added member #nct 22nd member #nct 24th member

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dc41896 · 3 years

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There You Are

Something I thought of inspired by the song “There You Are” by Zayn. Hope you guys like it☺️!

Pairing: Chris EvansxBlack Reader

⚠️: Bit of angst, drunk reader, fluff mixed in

Need you when I'm broken, when I'm fixed

Need you when I'm well, when I'm sick

Friends that I rely on don't come through

They run like the river, but not you

The erratic knocking at his hotel room door makes Chris turn on the bedside lamp as he sits up annoyed and confused. Picking up his phone, the time read 2:17 am making him mentally groan as the knocking continued.

“Hold on!,” he called out as he slipped on his sweatpants draped over the lounge chair in the corner and pulled his hooded jacket over his arms before lazily zipping it up. Coming closer to the door, he slightly pauses now hearing humming mixed with faint giggles only making him more confused and eyebrows knit together.

Although warped due to the view from peephole, he could see you clad in your satin like, short, black dress leaning against the door swaying to the song coming from your smiling lips. You ran into each other earlier at a wrap party neither of you knew the other would be attending, and briefly talked before going your separate ways for the night agreeing to try to meet later to catch up on lost time.

So why you were here at his hotel room, he had no idea.

“Y/N, what are you doing here?,” he asked once opening the door to see you visibly drunk, heels in your hand, as you continued to sing to yourself and dance as if he wasn’t there.

“I jus keep em satisfied on the weekend,” you giggled leaning forward until your head was nearly at your knees. If it wasn’t for Chris reaching out to hold you up by your waist, your body would’ve eventually touched the floor as well. Head tilted, you dreamily take in those familiar features that always made you weak. His soft beard covering that sharp jawline, barely noticeable freckles speckled near his adorable nose. And the cherry on top, his bright blue eyes shielded by those infuriating long lashes that you, and probably every woman in the world, were envious of.

“Hi,” you whisper being met with his small smile.

“Let’s get you inside.”

His arm moves to wrap around your waist holding on a bit tighter noticing your unsteady footsteps. Really they shouldn’t even count as footsteps since you barely moved your feet, instead letting them slide along the carpet as he took a couple steps back.

“You feel sick?,” he asked closing the door behind him with his foot before padding across the cool floor with your chests firmly pressed against each other’s. Shaking your head no as he carefully sits you on the edge of the disheveled bed, you instantly fall back laughing with your arms stretched out bringing them up and down trying to make snow angels.

“Comfy.”

“Glad you feel at home,” he chuckles to himself removing your phone from your purse. Luckily he knew your passcode would be your birthday from being friends for so long. “I’m gonna call your boyfriend to pick you up okay?”

“We broke up,” you sigh, stopping your arms movements.

“Oh...I-I’m sorry.”

“Yep. Last year.”

“Wait you broke up last year?,” he repeats stepping closer to the bed leaving your phone on the dresser next to your purse. “But earlier you said-,”

“I lie.”

“So,” he starts as he sits next to you. “You’re out here on your own and came here all by yourself?”

He couldn’t help but think of everything that could’ve gone wrong during your journey making him want to hold you close being glad that you were, for the most part, okay.

“Mhmm,” you nod looking up at him with innocent, doe like brown eyes as if you saw nothing wrong with what you did. Fingers raking through his messy hair, he quietly sighs sympathetically peering down at you.

“It’s good you made it here safely, but promise me you won’t do that again.”

Whispers in the background, behind closed doors

I got myself in a mess and without you I'm in more

Oh, I'm a little drunk now, that's why I went to war

Oh, yeah, you are my sober when I'm on the floor

“...I’m a terrible person,” you slur, back still pressed against the mattress.

“No you’re not. That’s just the shots talking,” he replies returning beside you with a bottle of water from the minibar. “Here, so you’ll start to feel better.”

“But I am,” you insist holding onto his arm as you sit up. “I hurt people.”

He couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped his lips and the amused look that spread across his face. You were one of the nicest people he’d ever met, so to hear you, or anyone for that matter, call you terrible, or anything bad, only made him want to laugh since clearly it had to be a joke.

“Who did you hurt then?”

“You.”

There was an awkward silence as his eyes slowly shifted from you to the plastic bottle in his hands. He wouldn’t say you hurt him those few years ago, but he was definitely left with unanswered questions. Your friendship seemed to slowly be turning into something more as texts became more frequent and calls became longer, lasting into the early hours of the morning. You even started visiting his place more after being prompted with his many invites, and persuaded by pictures of the beautiful scenery that surrounded him.

“Ugh so jealous😩! Rather be there than stuck with this meeting” you’d reply to his small video clip of the sun shining down on the terrain in front of him and Dodger during their hike.

“Come by after and we can go again😋”

“Hmm...maybe I will☺️. Don’t tempt me with a good time lol”

“😂 wasn’t trying to purposely tempt you, buttt not gonna lie and tell you not to take the bait😉”

One day though, the mood between the both of you shifted as he felt you become more distant. Chris thought that maybe it was something he’d said or done and tried to talk with you about it, but you kept avoiding it.

So much so, that you eventually left without a warning not telling him until he tried to come see you.

“Don’t worry about that, get some rest.”

“You’re so amazing, and kind, and-and beautiful! I was scared, and always I run,” you sniff hanging your head. “You d-deserved better, I’m terribully.”

Palms finding your cheeks, he gently tilts your head so you’ll meet his soft eyes while his thumbs wipe away the couple tears that just started to fall.

“Hey, you’re not terribully okay? Yea we have some things to talk about, but we can do that later. Your mind doesn’t need the stress right now.”

His calm voice and sweet words only make you feel worse as a few more tears fall to meet his hands.

“And you’re patient. There for me,” you add playing with the zipper on his jacket. “I mess up.” Noticing your slight shivers, he moves to his open suitcase getting one of his sweatshirts.

“Think you can put this on by yourself?,” he asks to which you nod yes. “Go ahead and change. I’ll be right outside the door if you need me.”

Only you know me the way you know me

Only you forgive me when I'm sorry

“Y/N? You okay?,” he asks a few moments after no longer hearing you shuffle and stumble about. Peeking in, he softly chuckles shaking his head at the sight of you sleeping across the bed in his sweatshirt. He gently lifts your head placing one of the many hotel pillows under it before pulling the comforter over your bare legs.

“I’m sorry,” you mumble sinking your face further into the side of the oversized hood pulled over your head.

“Shh, get some rest.”

Taking one final look at your still body to make sure you were okay, he moves towards the couch with head cycling through all those feelings he thought were buried deep enough he’d eventually forget. Who was he kidding though? Even after everything that happened between you two he knew those feelings would always be there.

And seeing you tonight practically glowing; looking every bit as angelic as he remembered only confirmed it.

———

Eyes slowly opening to the dimly lit room, your instincts to quickly sit up and take in your new, unfamiliar surroundings are halted by the pounding in your head. All those shots definitely weren’t as enjoyable now as they were going down.

You let your head roam to the best of your ability eventually falling on the navy blue hoodie keeping you warm, bringing back last nights events along with embarrassment and shame as you groan.

“Okay new rule, no more drinking when you’re out since apparently you get diarrhea of the mouth and spill all your emotions when no one asked.”

“So I guess that’s a no to bar hopping tonight then?,” you hear making you sit up with a wince and a few ow’s. Standing in his seemingly shmedium black tee over dark jeans and sneakers, his Boston ball cap shades his face but not enough that you can’t see his dazzling smile.

“H-hey.”

“Hey. How are you feeling?”

“Pretty good, besides my head feeling like I’m gonna have a brain blast in the worst way that is,” you answer making him chuckle as he moves closer to the bed.

“Yea I kinda figured, which is why I got breakfast for you.” Setting down the plastic bags in his hands, he pulls out takeout containers still steaming from the top causing you to mentally aw at his sweet gesture. “Hope you’re okay with waffles, eggs, and bacon. I wasn’t really sure what your go to was.”

“I’d honestly take anything right now,” you softly laugh carefully removing the lid to your waiting food. “Thanks Chris. Not just for the food, but for last night too.”

“Anytime.”

Even when I messed it up

There you are

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pollenat · 3 years

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BLACKPINK and The first kiss

JISOO

It was too much for you.

The lights of passing cars illuminating her face, drawing the lines, shadowing the valleys, sharpening the edges - making her feel unreal, like the most beautiful of dreams. If you could, you would’ve stopped the time to watch the surreal painting of reds and yellows. No painter, no photographer, no poet could give Jisoo justice at that moment. Even if your eyes didn’t feel worthy of that, you watched her, careful as to not blink too often.

“(y/n).” You loved the way she said your name.

“Yes?”

“Why are you looking at me like this?” Her head bent to the side, mouth twisting into a sweet smile.

Embarrassed by her question you - with a heavy heart, mind you - dropped gaze. Your body turned towards the street where the cars continued passing each other.

“What do you mean? Isn’t that what I have eyes for? You know, looking?” Jisoo’s head dropped on your shoulder, something heavy resting behind the act of the gesture’s simplicity.

Minutes of verbal silence passed. Both the town and your mind were far from quiet though. Her hand sneaked in between your elbow and torso, then rested on your knee. Again, simple, but with a heavy undertone. One you didn’t know how to decipher. But then you realized that the position you’ve found yourself in was no ordinary one. The heaviness was right. It was the intimacy you shared with someone you dreamed of. A little worried, unsure what to think. Whether she meant the same as you did, or maybe needed a stable rock to rest on, you dared a question.

“Jisoo.” She hummed quietly, breath escaping through a small gap to tickle your neck. “What does it take from someone to be as beautiful as you?”

The weight of her head disappeared, and you looked to the side to watch her choke on saliva, half-laughing, half-covering her shock. She didn’t catch the undertone. Weird, considering the way most of your night together was built on double meanings.

“That was very sudden?” her hand patted your knee. “Why would you ask me something like that?”

“You asked me first.” At the statement, her eyes looked past you to signal contemplation. “That’s why I was looking at you before. But everyone tells you that, right?”

“Not so directly.” Now you had to snort in amusement. “I mean, not when we’re sitting so close to one another. And don’t laugh at me.”

“Sorry.” your hand went up to cover the grin, but it was the one resting on the same knee as Jisoo’s. She grabbed it before you could escape. “Jisoo?”

“I’ve been giving you signals all night. And then you start talking about others. It’s not what matters to me. What does, is that you’ve never told me I’m beautiful before.”

“Um- Well... I thought it was an obvious fact?” Oh, and don’t forget- “Signals?” Jisoo just nodded, her eyes away from you. “Signals, as in romantic ones?” Again, a nod. “Oh.”

“Yeah.” She finally dared to look back at you. “It’s not like you’re not obvious.”

“Of course.” Feeling incredibly foolish, you once again tried to break free from the hold of a hand, but Jisoo didn’t let you. Instead she pulled it to her chest. “Jisoo?”

The tip of her nose nudged yours, close as soon as you turned to face her. Jisoo’s dark eyes looked at the surprise on your face. She took you in, counted the seconds for a(n im)possible draw back, leaned forward to do the unthinkable. Softly, then with a little more confidence, awaiting the moment when you’d wake up. But who would want to wake up from a dream like that one?

JENNIE

“I’ve got to say - I wasn’t expecting that.”

Neither did you. When she first sent you a text saying how bored she was, you felt the need to save her from herself, and ended up almost instantly stepping out of your home. Just half an hour later you were under her apartment block, waiting in your car. Something about Jennie always made you want to make an effort, even just to see the smallest of smiles on her beautiful face.

“Do you mean that in a good way?” She pulled a huge teddy bear closer to her nose. It couldn’t smell good - you got it from a booth at a fair. Who knew how long he waited for your lucky shot?

“Of course!” Her big brown eyes watched you above the toy’s head. You couldn’t be sure, but you wished it was a smile she was trying to hide from you.

Still wary, because hey, who would outright say they didn’t enjoy a surprise that someone else has prepared for them, you sat back on your seat. Jennie’s eyes followed your profile. Having their attention all to yourself made you self-conscious, and you considered driving her home. You didn’t want the night to end, but you were unsure where else it could go. The possibility of disappointment loomed over your head. You were unsure what it was she expected out of your weird friendship, as well as what you wanted.

Then Jennie’s soft voice called your name. Unable to stop yourself at the sound of the most beautiful rendition of the word you’ve ever heard, you turned to look back at her.

“Yes?”

“What are you thinking about?” You, was what you wanted to say. Instead, you opted on the much safer, and much lamer “Life?”.

Jennie couldn’t hide the disappointment on her face, and you wondered - what did she expect you to say? Or maybe what did she want you to say? Now that’s what you usually tried to avoid, wondering whether the woman thought about things similar to you. Whether the crumbs your vivid imagination survived on kept her alive too.

“Do you take all your friends for evening dates at a fair?” Did she really say dates, or was it just your brain’s desire?

“Ha, you’d be the first one.”

You couldn’t help yourself, you had to look to the side, to check her reaction. How surprised you were, when Jennie’s lips landed on your upper lip. It was too short and much too sudden for you to register properly. As soon as it happened, it also ended. Jennie pulled back, obviously also surprised by the kiss. If your mind wasn’t completely blank, you’d have realized that her prime intent was to peck your cheek. Lost on options you’d have laughed nervously, then changed the subject. But your mind was empty, and you made no movement. You just stared at the woman you had the hugest of crushes on, awaiting her next words. Ones that would probably extinguish the fire building inside your body.

“Did I make you uncomfortable?”

She was supposed to turn you down, not ask things like that.

“N-no.”

“Oh, that’s good.” Jennie looked to the side, biting her lower lip in nervous excitement, or maybe to hide a big smile. “Would you want to do it properly now?”

“What?”

“You know - that or whatever.” Her cute inability to call kissing by its name finally broke the spell.

Suddenly full of emotions, you threw your head back from laughter. Jennie joined you, her lower lip vividly red from the hard bite. It didn’t last long, because now, confident of your feelings, you decided to strike back.

ROSÉ

She looked heavenly, propped on her shoulder, with face lighting up every now and then. The TV series you have found together was a good choice. Not only did it keep you entertained, it was also long enough to make a good excuse for your lack of physical activity the past few days. Nothing felt as pleasant as rejecting all social engagements for more time one-on-one with Chaeyoung. Her behavior told you that she had a similar approach to the situation.

“Oh, sorry.” the voice from her phone’s speaker was barely audible. “No, I really can’t. I’m already all set for the upcoming week.” as soon as she noticed you watching, her smile turned sinister. “Yeah. Bye.”

“Aren’t you a busy woman?”

“Oh, I have no time for myself because of the amount of arrangements I made!”

The two of you fell down on the bed, giggling conspirationally. Only calming down made it possible for you to press the play button. Chaeyoung’s head moved a little bit closer, to rest on yours. In between lines of dialogue and obnoxious noises, you could register her breathing. The sound of drawing air in and out was so close, the whistling it accompanied also reached your ears. Then, when she shook in place from laughter, you registered the smell of her shampoo, a lovely floral aroma.

“What? Don’t tell me that joke was not funny!”

Accidentally, as least you hoped so, Chaeyoung pushed you with much more strength than she expected. She ended up going so hard, your rolled off the bed and landed on the carpet face-down with a thud.

“Oh no! Sorry!” You heard the screech of springs as she crawled to the edge. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” but showed no sign of wanting to get up. “This rug is pretty comfy.”

Chaeyoung laughed after a moment of hesitation, her hand eventually landing on your butt with a clean sound. She clearly wanted you to return to her side.

“Get up!

Finally, you did as told. Got up first on your forearms and knees, only then did you look up. Good thing that you did, otherwise your and Chaeyoung’s heads would have collided. But because you you made the effort to look where you were moving towards- Let’s say there were worse thing than being just centimetres apart from someone.

Chaeyoung must’ve been stuck in her spot watching you. Perhaps unaware of your intentions to get up, perhaps too busy making sure that your mission ended a success. Seeing her face so close, you froze in your spot. Just as she did. Stuck, watching one another for a long awkward while.

Not gonna lie, your face felt hot after you realized. Even hotter when you noticed Chaeyoung didn’t lean back. She stayed in place, looking at you. Never made a motion back or forward. As if she was unsure herself where to escape from your presence. Maybe she didn’t want to necessarily escape? That thought made you feel like choking. Luckily, you managed to control yourself.

“Umm- Chaeyoung?”

“Yes?”

You hesitated. Was it right for you notice things out loud? Weren’t they about to scare her away from you, like a noise does to a frightened doe? The time stood in place. Dialogues in the background melted into nothingness of your empty head.

Just as you decided to speak again, this time jokingly to resolve all the tension, your puckered lips were taking a completely different way. Just a split second of them forming into a small “o” (that was meant to sound as a “wha”), and next thing you knew Chaeyoung’s plush mouth covered yours. Her eyes were closed, you saw it with your wide opened ones. She was really into the kiss. Not that you had any objections, you just never... Considered?

Her hand sneaked around your neck, to hold you close, while another one rested on your shoulder for support. Suddenly confident, because she wasn’t showing any signs of stopping, and it was the last thing you wanted from her, your hands also rested on her body. You couldn’t be sure which parts. After all, your eyes finally closed too, useless when a completely different sense took over.

LISA

➛ tw: slight jealousy (in case you do not appreciate people showing it)

It was 4:25 PM when Lisa placed her hands on the table and told you to “dish”. You knew, because you were just checking the hour on your phone, wondering whether she would even show up to your meeting. Ever since a week before there’s been a strange energy thing going on between your duo. Lisa was distant, you were unsure how to approach her, and it wasn’t until the day before that she has finally given you a date and time to see her.

“Well, hello to you too?”

Your surprised face made her take an awkward step back.

“Yes, hello.”

The clatter of cutlery filled the silence between you. For so long, you felt like paying the bill and leaving. But you couldn’t. Not when she was finally talking to you again.

“You can sit down?”

A little weirded out by her behavior, you decided to focus your strength on pulling a chair out. Lisa did take the offer to sit down, but she looked ready to escape any second, purse on her lap.

“Em- So what am I supposed to dish about?”

Lisa raised her head to look back at you, then turned it away. As if she was mad you even dared to ask her.

“I don’t know. Maybe, since when you and your cute neighbor are so close?”

“I met her like two times outside of our neighborhood by a total accident. Wouldn’t say we are close? But wait- How do you know about this?” The whole conversation was so out of character for Lisa, you felt as if you were dreaming.

“Jennie told me the first time. The second time I saw you.” Her fingers picked up a napkin to play with.

“And you’re mad at me for this? For having impromptu chats with a neighbor?”

She frowned at your words, her eyes turning distant to let you know she was processing. In the end, she dropped the now-torn napkin and stood up. The suddenness of her movement made you do the same.

“Honestly, Lisa, what’s going on with you?”

“I should go.” Without waiting, she walked away.

“What? You just came!”

Lost on options, you pulled a wallet out and dropped a bill on the table. You were in hurry, so waiting for a waiter was out of question.

“Lisa! Come on!” Only after a while you managed to catch up to her. “Talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong.”

She stopped at the feeling of your grip on her shoulder, but waited a longer moment to turn around. From her frown you could tell she was fighting herself.

“It’s dumb.” The look in her eyes spoke vulnerable. “Nothing to worry about.”

“It’s not dumb if it’s bothering you. Just tell me what I did wrong.”

Lisa dropped her gaze, fingers now playing with the edge of her skirt. Which she looked really great in, by the way.

“So, you’re not into that neighbor?”

“What?” You laughed. “I am not! What made you think so? Our two random conversations?”

“I told you it’s dumb.”

“Lisa, I told you it’s not. Were you jealous because I talked to someone else?”

The look of offended bewilderment visited her face, forcing her eyes into the shapes of perfect circles.

“Not just someone else! You called her cute yourself! How was I not supposed to feel bad? We were on three dates that I thought went pretty well, so I got worried you didn’t feel the same way I did.”

“I’m not a player.”

“I didn’t say you were. Just maybe not into me.”

“I AM into you.” You were almost laughing, until you remembered Jennie’s words from the day after your second date with Lisa.

Your best friend ridiculed you then for not kissing the girl you were so obsessed with. That you were thinking too much into trivial things. That kiss was the best feedback. Not heart emojis attached to a goodnight.

“Hey, did you think that because we didn’t kiss?”

“W-what?”

It wasn’t ideal. The feeling overtook you suddenly, without any proper warning. And just like that - you did it. Lisa stayed in place when you kissed her, frozen at first. It was a short moment, with too little material to build up the fire. The thought that maybe you were overstepping the boundaries came up, and you leant back. Lisa watched you, unsure herself what to do next. Still, her hand caught yours before the distance grew too much.

“You know, I usually wait a little longer before the first kiss. But I get it, you were just impatient for the end of our fourth date.” She didn’t smile back, instead flicking your forehead. “Oww!”

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nsfw alphabet - jacob thrombey

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

it takes a long time before jacob actually knows what the fuck aftercare is. at first he just tells the housekeeper to bring some food around or clean the sheets up lol. after a particularly rough night though you’re having trouble walking and he turns into such like a soft caregiver for some random reason. he draws you a bath and uses all these different oils and stuff because i know he uses them to smell good.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

your thighs. he grips them constantly in and out of the bedroom. it’s usually what he does to edge you on whenever you guys are in public. he’ll put his hands and rub them up and down your thighs. in the bedroom he’ll grip them and kiss them, creating so many hickies you’ll hit him on the back of the head afterwards for making so many. he purposely puts them down low enough so they show from under your skirt for school.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

he loves to cum inside you. it’s less messy so he doesn’t have to take the time to call the housekeeper to change the sheets and because the intimacy of it is great. he does use condoms most of the time because it’s definitely safer, but you’re on birth control so there’s times where he definitely prefers cumming inside you. jacob marvels in the way that it spills outside of you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

he worships your body. jacob outside of the bedroom seems like he’s all for himself, but he’s really not. he takes the time to kiss every single part of you and run his hands up and down your arms and legs and curves. jacob is also the type of person to buy you lingerie sets that he believes you’ll look good in and you put on a show for him, he loves it.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he’s had a few other girlfriends. and he’s also had some relationships strictly for sex because he can piss off his family that way. he’s experienced, but since he’s only with you now he’s super into doing things that you like. he knows what he’s doing.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

jacob likes to take you from behind purely to pull on your hair. he can appreciate your curves and kiss up and down your spine. on rare occasions he’ll push you against the wall so your chest is pressed against the wall and he takes you from behind that way. that way he’s standing above you and kissing your neck. it’s so hot.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

jacob isn’t the type to be goofy during sex. he’s serious, but not in a dehumanizing type of way. jacob is all about you and him, finding out what makes you guys have the best time. he likes sex a lot and it’s easy to see it.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

in the ways that he’s prim and proper on the outside with his wardrobe and hair on his head, he’s the same with his hair down there. i feel like he’s a little ocd about the way he looks, he’s a total perfectionist, so he trims really nicely. he doesn’t have a preference for your hair, though because of the rich lavish lifestyle you usually shave because it looks really nice with the lingerie sets.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he can be romantic. most of the time you guys are fucking rough and hard trying to get all of each other, but there are times ( like for anniversaries or romantic dates ) where he’ll go all out. he has specific sheets for this that are a deep maroon red and fills the entire room with roses or other flowers of your choosing.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he does a lot. you two have made pictures and videos together that he keeps on his phone that he looks at while he does. jacob also really likes phone sex or sexting back and forth, so most of the time when he jacks off when you two are doing that.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

jacob loves choking. he has a lot of kinks but that’s his go-to kink. the feeling of your throat when you moan while his hand is wrapped around it is so hot to him he could cum right then and there. he has really nice hands, which you believe are some of his best features.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

in his bed preferably. he has a big ass room so of course his bed is huge and there’s a lot of room. it’s just easier and way more comfortable. there have been a few times where you guys have shower sex if the maid is cleaning up his room, which is always really hot, but the bed is just way better in his opinion.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

he really likes lingerie. jacob is totally the type of person to buy you lingerie sets and ask you to wear them ( which you do because you always look super hot in them ) and he loves it. they’re always really intricate and lacey and it looks amazing and super sexy. he also loves when you wear those black stockings under your skirt.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

anything that would get you caught. sure, he’s been a little risqué here and there with like closets in school and in the limo but he would never willingly get caught. then he has to live with his parents yelling at him and he didn’t get to spend all the time he wants with you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he likes giving. jacob has this thing where he’ll eat you out for hours until you’re literally broken and all you can do is say his name. he’ll eat you out till you’re crying and begging. there are some times where he’ll receive just to use his hands to bob your head up and down on his cock but he likes giving more.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

jacob loves going fast and rough, he definitely manhandles you and has his way with you. if he’s really in the teasing mood, he’ll go slow and sensual and make you beg for it. jacob loves hearing you beg for him to go faster or harder.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

preferably, jacob doesn’t like quickies because he doesn’t have enough time to tease you and have his way with you. he likes you begging. but if there really isn’t enough time then he’ll settle for a quickie either on some surface in his house or in the shower if each of you need to take one before school.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

jacob is so into experimenting. he doesn’t take it too far though, since he’s not really into the whole cutter porn thing or blood because it’s messy and he wouldn’t want to cut your soft skin that he loves and worships so much. he does like to tie you up in his own little bdsm way, he definitely chokes you, and he 100% has a daddy kink that started off as a joke but now is a real thing.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

he can go for a long time, he has high stamina that can tire you out really quickly. jacob does know that you have limitations though and respects that. one time you guys tried to see how long you could go for and you lasted around 5 rounds or so in one go, he claims that he could’ve lasted till 8 but you doubted it because he fell asleep the second his head hit the pillow.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

maybe a vibrator for you. he doesn’t really use them for himself, but mostly to edge and tease you. jacob will tie you up and use the vibrator on you until you’re screaming, only on rare occasions though. he much rather likes just seeing what his own body can do to get you off.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

jacob is the worst when it comes to teasing. he’ll do it for hours, days, and weeks if that’s what he feels like. each of you will edge each other on, then jacob pulls away and leaves you high and dry. it’s frustrating but incredibly hot when each of you do give into the desire. jacob teases you by kissing your neck, pushing his hands either up your blouse to pinch your nipples or he’ll run his hands up and down your thighs, strictly avoiding where you need him most.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

jacob is loud but not in the moaning groaning way. he likes to dirty talk. he praises you, calling you his ‘good girl’ or praises like ‘you’re so wet for me’ or ‘you take my cock so well’ stuff.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

he took you to a thrombey party once and fingered you under the table. you were teasing him with wearing the shortest skirt in your closet and those stockings he loved with no panties, so you were hoping he would do something. but when you felt his fingers go in between your folds at the dinner table you wanted to kill him, but it felt so good.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

jacob is averaged sized but he knows how to use it pretty well.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

jacob’s libido is so strong. sex is a thing that he loves, not only for himself but for his partner too.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

jacob loves being the big spoon after sex, cuddling with you till you guys fall asleep. his bed is really comfy, so each of you are asleep pretty quickly.

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Hold Me Tighter (Even Closer), Chapter 9 (Branjie, Jankie) - Joley

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Chapter Summary: We pick back up a few months after Jackie and Jan make their relationship official and Brooke Lynn and Vanessa set their sights on their future daughter. Everything finally falls into place.

Three Months Later

It was nearing the middle of January, in the midst of winter break. Katya, Jan, and Jackie were in Brooke Lynn and Vanessa’s apartment, busily decorating and making sure every little thing was in place according to the couple’s specific instructions. This was the day they had been anticipating for quite some time, after all.

The three of them were setting up for a welcome home party, as while they were doing so, Brooke and Vanessa were on their way home with their daughter. The papers were signed, the documents were made official, they were finally going to officially welcome Ana Sofia into their family.

Although it did feel like they already had her – the moms-to-be had talked about her at length, read them every detail of her biography until they could recite it from memory. She was three years old, half-White and half-Puerto Rican – when the two of them read that on her file, they thought it had to be fate. The story of the girl’s parents wasn’t uncommon, but it was a situation they could feel sympathy towards – a nineteen-year-old girl had been in a relationship with a man nearly twice her age, who left once he found out about her pregnancy, only for the young mother to find out the father was leaving the country. With his wife.

Brooke Lynn and Vanessa had been contacted by the woman while they were in the midst of the adoption process. She was kind and soft-spoken and it was clear she had only wanted the best for her biological child. They had agreed to visit the idea of allowing a relationship between her and Ana Sofia when she was old enough.

“God, she looked so young,” Brooke Lynn had said once they had left the meeting. “Like, shit, she was Jan’s age when she had her… that’s how old you were when we met.”

“Can you imagine if I was pregnant when we met?” Vanessa asked, shaking her head.

“With the number of men you’ve threatened to castrate? No, not really.”

But even though they had gone through all of the preparation, had meticulously completed every step, the day of their new daughter’s arrival felt unreal. After the bedroom had been painted and carpeted, after all sorts of toys and stuffed animals had been purchased, after every inch of the apartment was childproofed, wrapping their heads around finally bringing their little girl home felt hard to do.

It wasn’t the first time they had met her, of course. They’d been having supervised visits for nearly two months. They had bonded with Ana Sofia, they loved her. She’d met the people in their lives – Jan, Jackie, Katya, she even got to meet Brooke’s mother when she visited for Christmas and Vanessa’s when they went there for New Year’s Eve.

“You ready to go inside?” Brooke gently asked the little girl, though she was the most nervous out of the three of them.

Ana Sofia looked up with her big, brown eyes and nodded, one hand holding Brooke’s and the other carrying the bright pink teddy bear they had bought for her. “Yeah!”

Vanessa opened the door to a cheerful greeting of ‘welcome home!’ and looked at the way her new daughter’s eyes lit up with enthusiasm. She carried Ana Sofia’s suitcases into her bedroom, letting the young girl run around and greet everyone. “Go on and make yourself comfy, Sofie,” she encouraged.

It didn’t take long for Sofie to get acclimated to the apartment she had already started to get used to, winding up on the couch with their cat on her lap.

“How are you guys feeling?” Katya asked the new mothers. She was calm in a way that would otherwise be unnerving, but without the normal ulterior motives, it was a welcome change.

“I haven’t been this excited since our wedding day,” Brooke replied with a broad grin, her arm looping around Vanessa’s waist. “It feels like this is what everything was leading up to. Like we’re finally whole.”

Vanessa nodded in agreement. “You shoulda seen her when we picked her up and told her she was coming home for good. You’d think we live in Disneyland or something,” she chuckled.

Katya grinned. “I can’t begin to tell you two how proud I am. You’ve come such a long way from two kids struggling to confront how they felt about each other, I don’t think I’d have ever predicted this.”

“We wouldn’t have been able to without your flagrant disregard for our personal boundaries, so thank you for that,” Brooke teased. “Though I guess we did learn from the best as far as that goes,” she added, cocking her head towards Jan and Jackie.

“They were worse than us, you gotta admit,” Vanessa chimed in.

“Yes,” she conceded, “which isn’t an easy task with what a nightmare you guys were. But I think they’re in it for the long haul too.”

Jan and Jackie were sitting with Ana Sofia on the couch, talking animatedly about all of the fun things they would be able to do, how much they were looking forward to babysitting her.

“We have to take her to a show at some point,” Jan mused, “maybe f-r-o-z-e-n,” she spelled it out, knowing better than to say it in front of a child and set her off in excitement.

Jackie chuckled softly in amusement. “Yeah, maybe for her birthday,” she mused, then looked down, clearing her throat. “Baby… can I talk to you privately for a moment?”

Jan’s brows knitted in concern, but she nodded and got up, following her girlfriend into the guest room. “What’s up?”

“I was gonna wait until later, but I can’t wait any longer,” she replied, rocking back and forth on her feet. She was always so careful with her words, especially with Jan. But she’d also learned from Jan that sometimes it was best to be direct. “I want you to move in with me.”

There was a beat of silence, a surprised Jan needed a moment to process what’s been said. But then a broad grin spread across her lips and she nodded brightly. “Okay,” she threw her arms around Jackie, “I’d love to.”

Jackie’s entire body relaxed as a wave of relief washed over her. “Great. Amazing. Perfect. We can go back to your parents’ place to pack up your things whenever you’re ready. I mean, I don’t wanna rush you or anything, but I think it’d make sense before the semester–”

Jan cut her off by kissing her deeply. “Baby, I love you, but you talk way too fucking much when you’re overthinking,” she chuckled. “My parents will be thrilled to not have to pay for room and board, they’ll happily cover my share of the rent. We can go tomorrow or over the weekend, whatever,” she assured and kissed her again. “Just relax, we’re doing this. Everything is fine.”

“You’re right,” she exhaled, hugging her tightly. “I love you so much.”

Their tender moment was interrupted by a loud banging on the door. “Y’all better not be behaving inappropriately during my baby’s party!” Vanessa yelled.

Jan giggled and opened the door. “We’re not,” she promised, even though Jackie was blushing. “Actually… Jackie just asked me to move in with her.”

Vanessa’s scowl was instantly replaced by a bright grin. “For real? Congrats!” She turned to yell into the main room, “Brooke Lynn! Jan and Jackie are moving in together!” She then dragged the couple back out, holding each of them by the wrist, not that either of them were putting up any resistance. They both knew better than that.

Brooke looked up, chuckling warmly at the enthusiasm her wife had for the couple. “You guys are moving in together? Congrats. We’d offer to help but, you know, very busy with the new child.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll coerce Gigi and Crystal to help us. They can be bribed with weed and snacks,” Jan replied with a shrug and a light laugh.

“Oh, are we finally getting proof that Crystal exists?” Brooke asked with a light laugh. It had become something of an ongoing joke – Gigi talked about her all the time, often relentlessly, but none of them, other than Jan, had ever met Crystal. And even though Jan had, she liked to play along for the sole purpose of annoying her friend.

Jan laughed and nodded. “I promise we’ll FaceTime you when we have her here in the flesh.”

——

Jackie caught her breath as she came back upstairs after taking a pile of boxes to load up in the back of Jan’s father’s van. “I still can’t get over how nice your parents’ house is,” she remarked as the two of them sat on the floor of Jan’s bedroom, folding her clothes to pack into boxes. “I know you said your family was well off, but damn.”

Jan shrugged and awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck. “It’s not something I try to make a big deal about,” she explained, then looked up when the door opened and let out a soft laugh. “There you are. We were starting to worry you two got lost.”

“In our defense,” Gigi said as she and Crystal walked in, “we’ve never made this commute before. And we warned you neither of us have any sense of direction.”

“The Amtrak and I are enemies now. But at least we got Krispy Kreme while we waited,” Crystal added cheerily.

Jackie chuckled lightly. “And you didn’t bring any? Rude,” she clicked her tongue then looked to Jan. “Don’t forget, we promised Brooke and Vanjie we’d call to let Gigi prove Crystal isn’t a figment of her imagination.”

“Can you really prove I’m not?”

Jan and Jackie giggled while Gigi rolled her eyes and waited for Jan to get her phone out, calling up Brooke Lynn on FaceTime.

“Hey hun,” Brooke greeted. She was sitting with Vanessa and Ana Sofia, the sound of cartoons playing in the background. “How’s the big move going?”

Jan pushed herself to her feet. “Can’t complain, we’re not making ourselves crazy considering it’s not too bad of a commute. For us, anyway,” she pointedly looked at Crystal and Gigi at the last part.

“Show us the imaginary girlfriend!” Vanessa interrupted, leaning further into frame. “Katya thinks it’s gonna be Jackie with a wig on.”

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Gigi muttered under her breath, taking the phone from Jan and holding it up so she and Crystal were in the frame. “Vanjie, Brooke, tiny child, this is my girlfriend, Crystal. Who does exist.”

Crystal laughed softly. “Wow, this really bothered you,” she observed. “Why didn’t you just FaceTime me sooner?”

“Because we woulda called you a hologram,” Vanessa retorted before Gigi could answer, eliciting laughter from Brooke as well as Jan and Jackie.

Gigi pouted and crossed her arms. “I hate all of you,” she muttered, then added, “except for the kid, she’s cool.” And with that, she hung up and handed the phone back to Jan.

Jan chuckled and put her phone away. “You’re so cranky,” she cooed, getting up and grabbing her purse. “Here, let me smoke you out now. It’s the least I could do,” she offered, placing a joint between Gigi’s pouting lips and lighting it, watching her friend relax and smoke in spite of herself.

Jackie watched in mild amusement before glancing down as her phone went off. “Aw, Jaida just got back from Milwaukee and Nicky was waiting for her at the airport,” she read off her phone, then held it up to show the selfie Jaida had taken of the two of them.

“Wonder whatever happened to Nicky’s ‘no dating until graduation’ rule,” Jan mused with a laugh as she went back to folding shirts and packing them away. “Or are they still ‘not putting a label on it’?”

“The latter,” she confirmed. “But I know Jaida, she’s not gonna put up with that forever. She called me out on my bullshit plenty and she’s not the ‘do as I say, not as I do’ type.”

“I just love that Nicky’s role in your life is essentially the girl that fucks the women closest to you. It feels like a metaphor or something. Frankly, I think you need to have sex with her just to bring it all full circle,” Gigi mused, to which Jackie responded by throwing a pair of jeans at her.

“Fuck off,” Jackie laughed. “I’d much rather her fuck my best friend than my girlfriend any day.”

Jan offered her a reassuring smile and nod. “There’s no plans on that happening again, don’t you worry… unless you want a threesome,” she joked.

“Hey Jan,” Crystal interrupted, “when do you hear back from that thing you auditioned for? What was it again?”

The calm smile on Jan’s lips shifted into a nervous one. She stopped folding, instead fiddling with the fabric in her hands. “It’s an official shadow cast production for The Rocky Horror Picture Show, a solid five week stint. The website is posting callbacks on Thursday morning, then they post who made the final cut I think… four days after that.”

Jackie scoffed playfully. “Right, ‘if’. Baby, you know you have that on lock, just like you got Veronica without breaking a sweat.”

“I broke many sweats, but I appreciate the vote of confidence.”

——

Perhaps unsurprisingly, Jan did receive a callback and, four days later, was incessantly refreshing the company’s website waiting for the cast list to be posted. The list was set to go up at nine in the morning, but she had been checking since a quarter to, just in case. “God, what’s taking so fucking long?”

Jackie watched, trying her hardest not to laugh. “Honey, it’s five after. Take a breath before you pop a blood vess–”

“It’s up!”

She rushed to her girlfriend’s side, hand gripping onto the back of the desk chair tight enough to turn her knuckles white. “Well?”

“I got Janet!”

The two of them jumped up in tandem, hugging and squealing in pure elation. “Oh my god!” Jan beamed, “this is so exciting!”

Jackie pressed kisses over Jan’s face, culminating with a tender kiss to the lips. “I knew you would get it. I’m so happy for you.”

“Thank god I’m living with you now,” she mused out loud, “juggling this with classes, as excited as I am, I just know I’d let myself get way too overwhelmed and no one keeps me grounded like you do.” They had learned about this in the last few weeks before Heathers. Jan had been on the brink of a nervous breakdown and only Jackie had been able to talk her down.

“I’m happy to be that anchor for you,” Jackie smiled. “And if this ends up being like Heathers and you need help rehearsing the ‘sexy’ song…”

Jan giggled, hiding her face against the crook of Jackie’s neck. “Yeah? You’re gonna be my Rocky while I work on ‘Touch-a Touch-a Touch Me’? It’s a very different sexual energy than ‘Dead Girl Walking’.”

She tilted her head. “I don’t think they’re that different, but the end goal of using it as foreplay remains the same.”

“I can’t argue with that,” she conceded, sitting down on the bed. “Did you ever think this would be where we would end up after that night? When we thought we’d broken down a big wall by giving in to our unavoidable lust?”

“Not for a second,” Jackie admitted with a laugh, sitting beside her. “I hoped it was the start of something, but falling in love with you was never in the cards.”

Jan smiled and rested her head on Jackie’s shoulder. “Me neither. But I wouldn’t change a thing. The rollercoaster we were on brought us right to where we needed to be.”

“It did,” Jackie took Jan’s hand in her own and squeezed it. “It really did.” She looked up and out the window. “Do you think history will repeat itself again? That a few years down the line we’ll find our own pair of useless lesbians to play dysfunctional cupid with?”

She chuckled softly and shrugged. “I dunno. I remember Vanjie told me how once you’re in love, it’s easier to see it happen to other people. I guess anything is possible.”

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