#maybe it's cause in my head I'm like he's 17 he still has room to grow
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billy hargrove was an abuse victim with shitty coping mechanisms. That doesn't mean max or lucas deserved any of the shit he did to them, or that he was right or any of his actions were defensible. What it means is that he was a teenager who needed help and never got it.
was he abusive? yes. was he an abuse victim mirroring his abuser? also yes. both can be, and are true. I'm genuinely tired of all the lack of nuance in the stranger things fandom, y'all are either sucking his dick or pretending like his abuse had no impact on his character at all.
#I'm not like crazy on billy hargrove#but ppl can and do see themselves in him and that's fine with me?#maybe it's cause in my head I'm like he's 17 he still has room to grow#but I can't really get behind the he's irredeemable and his stans should go to hell mentality#idk.#billy hargrove#i also can't get behind the he did nothing wrong mentality either#cause that's even worse#he did do lots of things wrong#that's the point.
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Bed bugs
Pairing: Idol! Chan x fem! reader
Genre: smut, fluff, maybe crack idk
Warnings: slight choking (just a hand on the neck, nothing more) (f! receiving), dry humping, oral sex (m! receiving), make-out session, cuddles, mention of Chan's room.
Author notes: when I first started writing "Physiotherapy and Coconut Oil" back at the beginning of October, I was convinced to write it as fluff, mainly because I can't write smut; after a couple of weeks, I left it in my drafts, and leave it there till the first two weeks of December, I was under heavy medication bc I had a painful surgery on my foot, and the only thing that helped to go through insomnia caused by the pain was writing that story, I wrote and wrote day and night, and it helped so so much, that's why I was shocked when @ardef38 asked for a pt 2, so here you go love, I hope you like it.
(Kinda proof read, it’s 1:40 am as I’m ’reading’ this so, be patient I’ll correct any mistakes later)
Fun fact: I do really ride motorcycles since I was 17 (and yes I may be reckless).
Word count: +4k (I got carried away I’m sorry)
Thank you so much, I really, really appreciate all the feedback, I love you all.🩷
Sincerely Glo
As always, requests are open!
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I'm so insecure about my English. As I said, it's not my first language, and I'm always scared to make mistakes or stuff like that. So, if you find mistakes, please let me know. I'll be thankful, and my English will improve!
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You can read part one here
"Stop moving. I'm trying to sleep."
he mumbles on your back
"I can't, I'm sorry."
You mumble
"Why? What is happening, baby?"
he asks, hugging you tighter
"Uhm, I'm sorry my insomnia is bothering me, I-i don't know why."
"What can I do for you? A cup of tea? cuddles?"
he asks
"I don't know either, honestly, usually I stay in bed and stare at the ceiling."
"It's a common thing?"
he whispers, almost like he doesn't want to be heard by someone
"What? That I can't sleep? Oh yeah, definitely.”
you say, turning yourself towards him
"Mh"
"You should be tired, you know that? after a full day of work and after what we did."
he says
"I know, Channie, but my brain can't shut down."
"I have an idea."
he says, hugging you tighter, your head on his chest with his hand between your hair
"What?"
you ask, looking at him
"Shhhh, just close your eyes and relax, okay?"
"Mh, okay. I doubt that whatever you're about to do, you'll make me fall asleep."
"Shshhh"
close your eyes
go to sleep
know my love is all around
dream in peace
when you wake
you will know I'm still with you
He repeats the verse over and over until you don't hear him anymore.
You know that you fall asleep because of his voice and the lullaby that he was singing, and the way he was stroking your hair gently, but mostly because he's warm; one time, someone said that he's like the feeling of walking in a warm room after spending the whole day out in the cold. It's true he really is like that domestic feeling.
"Good morning, ray of sunshine. How did you sleep?"
he asks you when you walk into your kitchen
"Oh, good morning. I thought you were already gone and good. I don't know which magic you've put in your cuddles and voice, but I haven’t slept like this in months."
you say
"Gone? No, I had to make you breakfast since I've slept over and used your bathroom to shower. I also used your body wash. Now I know why you smell so good."
he says while working on something at the stove
"That's why the bottle is half empty."
you giggle, hugging him from behind
"I'm sorry. I'll rebuy it for you."
he says
"Ya, it's okay, you don't have to. you smell like me now,"
"Yep, and trust me, I love it."
he says
"Yeah?"
"Mhmm"
"Aaah, you're warm, Channie it's freezing today even if it's mid-summer."
you say, hugging him from behind
"It has rained all night, we didn't notice because we were...umh...busy."
he says, turning towards you
"Busy...yeah...Chan, oh my god, it was...did I do these?"
you ask, touching his neck and chest
"No, no, it was a bed bug."
"Ehi -you slap his chest- I-god, I'm sorry."
"Yeah, me too. we got carried away, didn't we?"
he says, touching your neck and making you shiver
"Definitely, but I'm going to be honest I don't mind it and I don’t regret it.”
you say, smiling and kissing him on his naked chest
"Chan...-you say, sniffing around- something is burning."
"NO THE PANCAKES!"
he quickly turns towards the stove, swearing and mumbling against the burnt cakes
"Fuck, i-i wanted to make you breakfast."
he pouts, looking at the burnt pancakes
"It's okay, Channie -you giggle- thing like this happens when you're distracted."
"So you're saying that is your fault?"
he asks, looking at you, one of his dimples popping out
"Yeah, definitely."
you laugh
"Okay, put something on. I'll buy you breakfast."
"No."
you say
"Yes."
he says
"No."
"Yes."
"I said no."
"And I said yes."
"Channie, you don't have to"
"But I want to"
he says
"But-ugh, what if people see us around."
you say
"You're part of the staff, and we can go to the JYP cafeteria, the one inside the building."
"Mh, okay, but with one condition."
"Which one?"
he asks
a smirk appears on your face
"I don't like that smile."
he says
"I'll take you to the building with my motorcycle."
"You-you can ride?"
he asks
"yeah, I thought you liked it when I did it on your-"
"Shsh, don't-shut up, okay, okay."
he says, covering your mouth with one of his hands
"You're not reckless, aren't you?"
he asks with a worried tone
"Me? Reckless? absolutely not."
you smile
"That smile...I don't trust you."
"Not my business, Channie."
10 minutes later, you are in the elevator, and funny to say, but both of you choose a black hoodie (mostly because you have to cover your hickeys and not to catch a cold since the air is fresher)
"You copied my outfit."
you say, looking at him
"Do it look like I'm wearing Doc Martens and leggings?"
he asks, looking at you
"No, even if you would look good in leggings, but your outfit is total black, just like mine."
"I always dress like this."
“I aLwAyS dReSs LiKe ThIs”
You mock him
“It’s true, my whole wardrobe is black.”
"Yeah, but you still copied my outfit."
you smile, walking outside the elevator, Chan being by your side
"Jagiya.."
he says
"Mh?"
you say, not paying attention to the feeling that you felt in your stomach after that nickname
"I'm scared."
he says, looking at his feet
"About..?"
you say opening your garage door
"I've never been on a motorcycle."
he says shyly
"It's okay, Channie. There is a first time for everything. I'm going to explain everything, okay?"
"You-fuck, you can drive this thing?"
he asks
"Yeah, she's my baby."
"Baby? it's huge, how can you manage to drive this?"
you shrug your shoulders, looking at him
"I just do it, just trust me okay?"
"I do trust you."
he says
"Yeah?"
you ask, looking at him, and he simply nods
"Okay, big boy, put this on."
you say, giving him one of your motorcycle jackets
"I hope it fits; one of my friends gifted it to me, but she took three sizes bigger than mine, and I couldn't return it."
"It's a little bit tight on my shoulders."
he says, closing the zip
"It fits perfectly; you have protections, so it has to be tight."
you say, zipping your protective jacket
"It's weird. I'm not used to tight things."
he says, putting his backpack on his shoulders again
"Now, move, I have to take the motorcycle out of the garage. Can you grab the two helmets there? and when you're out, close the door, please."
you say, pointing at a wood cabinet. You press the clutch and move backward with the motorcycle; when the bike is in the correct position, you press down the stand.
"Okay, give me these."
you say, taking the helmets from his hands
"I'm going to put the helmets on you, okay, and I'll explain everything."
you say, putting the helmet on him. You do the same with yours
"Does it feel loose?"
you ask
"No, it's perfect."
you can see him smiling even if half of his face is covered
"And now -you press the inter-phone button- can you hear me?"
"Oh yeah, it's like you're inside my head."
he giggles
you turn on your bike, leaving her roar
"Damn, it's loud."
he giggles
"Okay, so -you say, straddling the motorcycle pushing the stand up with your foot- use that thing to get on and sit here."
you say, patting on the small sitting place for him
"Are you sure you can-?"
he asks
"Yes, trust me, Chan, I've been riding since I was 17."
you smile at him
he sits behind you, getting more comfortable once the bike is stable
"See? You won't fall; both of my feet are on the ground."
"Keep your feet there when we're on the road, don't put them on the ground at a red light or a stop sign. You have to put your arms around me tight or on the tank, especially when I brake; you'll feel it, so don't worry. When we take a turn, you have to follow me with your body. You're basically my shadow, or even better, my backpack, so follow every movement I make, okay?"
you say
"Yep"
"Now, arms around me."
you say, waiting for his arms
"Hold on tight."
you say before pressing the clutch with your left and putting the first gear with your left foot
"Here we goooo."
you say
"Oh my god, we're moving, ahah wow."
"Hold on tight, Channie."
you say, patting on his hands
"That's-wow, oh my god."
"You want me to go faster?"
you say once you're on the road
"Fuck yes"
he says
and you do as he said. You accelerate and shift gear; the sun has been out for hours, so the road is dry now.
"How does it feel?"
you ask him
"It's like, I don't know how to explain it."
"Freedom?"
you suggest
"Yeah, yes, that's the right word."
he says
"That's why you do it? I mean, that's why you drive?"
you hear his voice through the inter-phone, and you simply nod.
"Can you go faster? I wanna feel free."
he says
"Of course."
you giggle, and you shift once again the gear, the two of you speeding in the streets of Seoul, zig-zagging between the buses, cars, and taxis
"Oh my gooood, too fast, too fast"
he almost screams
"Ahahah, just hold onto me, and you'll be fine, Channie. Trust me."
the grip of his arms around your waist getting tighter
"You're crazy."
he says
"I know"
"And reckless, and oh my god, I want to do this every day."
he says
"I know -you laugh- should I pick you up tomorrow?"
"Oh, I—I'm not that brave. God, you have a big pair of balls to drive a thing like this. I could never."
"Oh, you could, and you would look so hot in one of these, with a compression shirt on-ush what a vision."
you say
"Are you fantasizing about me?"
he asks
"I mean, yeah, you as a biker? damn, Christopher, I would be on my knees."
you say, teasing him
"You were on your knees for me yesterday, and definitely, I'm not a biker."
he says, teasing you back
"I- you- uh- I hate you."
you say
"Yeah, yeah, it was clear with all the 'oh, ah' that you were whimpering against my ear last night."
he says, placing one of his hands on your thighs
"Oh-you-shut up"
you say, glad that he can't see the color of your cheeks
"Here we are person that I absolutely hate, and it's banned from my house."
you say braking and turning off the motorcycle once you're in the proper park
"Oh c'mon, I was joking -he says, taking off his helmet- I'll never mention cute whimpers again."
he pouts
"Shhh, are you crazy talking about this here?"
"Right, 'm sorry, where do I put this?"
he asks, lifting his helmet
"Oh, just bring it with you."
you say
"So...umh, breakfast?"
he asks, breaking the silence between the two of you
"Yeah, breakfast."
you sigh, looking at him, his hair messed up because of the helmet
"Ladies first"
he says, opening the front door of the building for you
"Oh, what a gentleman."
you say, walking toward the elevator, bowing to the person who just stepped out of the elevator
"Yeah, gentleman."
he mumbles, pressing the number three, and once the elevator doors closed, you talk
"What you're mumbling about?"
you look at him
"Nothing"
"Chan, c'mon, you can't do this after what we did."
"I'm -he sighs- I let you go first to look at your ass in those stupid leggings, so I'm not a gentleman."
he crosses his arms
"Oh, well, I'll make sure to put them more often."
you say, shrugging your shoulders
"You're not mad?"
he asks
"that you look at my ass when you can? No. You literally saw me naked, so that's nothing of this -you point at your whole body- that you haven't seen."
"Mh, good to know."
he smirks, and once the lift doors open, he goes
"Ladies first, of course."
he winks at you and you can do nothing but laugh at him.
after a couple of minutes of indecision, his indecision actually, he brings to the table two tall cups of cappuccino and a piece of cake for him
"You sure that you don't want a bite?"
he asks, offering you a piece of pie
"Hundred percent Chan"
you smile at him
"Do you have to work today?"
he asks
"Uhm... no, I don't think so, actually. I'm here just for breakfast—you giggle—why?"
"I have to meet with Han and Binnie for some fixes on a new song and do the usual Sunday live, so...would you mind coming with me?"
"I- you- you want me in your studio?"
"Yes"
"The one where no one is allowed?"
"Mhmm"
he nods, sipping on his cappuccino
"The one where the darker aura Christopher works?"
"Yes, that one."
"Mh, okay, if you... don't mind having me there."
you shrug your shoulders
"I don't mind it. You have a relaxing effect on me."
he says
"Interesting"
you say, sipping on your coffee
"The boys are already there. Should we go?"
"I follow you, mister dark aura."
"Oh, shut up."
he says, looking at you
"Hello everyone"
he says, entering in the studio
"Hi Hyung"
the bandmates say at the same time
"Oh, y/n? Hi, what are you doing here?"
"I-uh, I saw him in the middle of the street, he was like an abandoned puppy."
"Hey"
he says, sitting down in his working chair
"So I offered him a ride on my motorbike, and to pay me back, he offered me breakfast."
you laugh nervously
"You ride a motorcycle?"
changbin asks
"Yes? why does everybody find this weird."
you say
"I don't know, you don't look like someone who rides a motorcycle."
Binnie says
"But I am."
you laugh, sitting on the couch in the studio
The three men start working on the new song. You're not paying too much attention because
1. you're too distracted by the way Chan gets so severe when he's at work, so bossy but at the same time gentle with his members
2. you're working too, on your phone, but you're working, planning all the appointments with the members and the artists of JYP
"Oh, looks like someone had fun last night."
you hear Han's voice, and you're head snaps toward his direction so fast that you hear a crack in your neck
"Yeah, you weren't home last night. Where were you last night, Chan?"
Changbin says
then you notice that Chan took off his hoodie, revealing all the hickeys and bite marks on his neck
"What?"
he asks, looking at them
"Your neck Chan, what the fuck? What did you do?"
Han asks
"Uh, bed bugs."
he says, typing and clicking on his computer, not paying too much attention to them
"Yeah, a big one."
Han says
"One with human teeth"
Changbin laughs
"Oh shut up, the two of you."
Chan says, his cheeks turning pink
"Who is she?"
asks the two gossipy men
"No one, it was a bed bug."
he says once again
"Do you know anything about this?"
Changbin asks, and both of them turn toward you
"Uh, bed bugs are big these days."
you shrug your shoulders
"Mh, yeah."
they look at each other with a smirk
after a couple of minutes, they stopped asking about his marks and focused again on their work, recording some chorus, laughing when someone went out of tune, and listening over and over again at the song till it was perfect
"Aaaaand we're done."
Chan says, stretching up his arms in the air and clapping at the work of 3racha
"Aaaagh, I'm hungry."
Changbin says
"Me too."
Han says
"Hyung, y/n wanna join us for lunch?"
"Oh no, I must go now, maybe next time."
you smile at them
"I have to do the live so."
chan says
"Oh, okay."
they say
"Bye Hyung, Y/N see you on Tuesday."
Han says
"Bye guys, see you."
you smile
"Hyung, see you at the dorm and make sure to eat, or you get nervous, little bed bug…See you on Tuesday."
Binnie says, smiling at you and closing the door behind his back
"HOW THE FUCK DID HE?"
you say, covering your face with your hands
"He's not stupid."
Chan says
"But don't worry, they won't spill anything to anyone, that's for sure."
he gets up from his chair, locks the door of the studio, and walks toward you
"Ugh, are you sure?"
you ask, your voice muffled by your hands
"Yes, I trust them with my whole life. They're nosy, I know, but we have a rule: what happens or what we say in the studio stays in the studio."
He says, sitting next to you.
"Are you sure? I- I loved hat we did, and I love our bond, but I don't want to lose my job, Chan, I've worked so hard to be here, and I don't want to ruin everything because I had sex with you."
you say, looking at him
"Ouch"
he says
"No, no, I don't want you to think that I'm using you because I'm not okay? I loved our friendship way before what happened last night."
"I get what you're saying, y/n, don't worry, it's just that you're...I don't know…after what we did, I don't know what are we? friends? Best friends? friends with benefits?"
he looks at you
"Friends with..."
"Benefits, you know, two friends that have sex occasionally but remain friends."
"Yeah, Chan, I know what friends with benefits are."
"So?"
"What?"
you ask
"Friends with benefits? it will be our dirty little secret."
he says
"Mh, friends with benefits"
you nod
"Let's start this thing from now, yeah?"
he says, pulling your face towards him
"Yes, fuck yes."
you say, breaking the distance between the two of you, kissing his plumped lips again
"The door is locked, and we have about thirty minutes."
he says between the kisses
"Ugh, not enough time."
you say, pulling back from him
"We can go back to my place after the live, yeah?"
he nods, kissing your lips again, more roughly this time. You shift your position, straddling him, your legs on the side of his thighs
"It's not-that simple to- touch you with these stupid- mhpf yoga pants."
he says, kissing your lips
"You said that you loved them."
you say
"Yeah, and now I hate them; I can't touch you properly, which frustrates me."
He says, pulling you closer to him. You can feel his bulge against your clit
"It's okay, we don't need to take our pants off."
you say, smiling at him
"What- why? c'mon, I wanna see that pretty pussy of yours."
he says, frustrated, leaving his head against the headrest of the couch
"Mh, not now."
you say, starting to grind on his hard bulge
"Oh shit, what- do it again, please,"
he says, placing his hands on your hips, guiding you back and forth against him. You kiss gently his neck, trying not to bite him or suck his soft skin because his neck is already a mess.
"You- god"
he tries to say, one of his hands traveling around your body, grabbing one of your breasts under the hoodie
"Uh? you're not wearing a bra?"
he says
"Nope, free the nipples, Christopher."
You laugh while looking at him, poor guy, he looks desperate
"Fuck, full access all this time? Why didn’t you tell me? God, y/n, you're going to drive me crazy."
he says, kissing your lips. You laugh in his lips and keep grinding on his hard cock
"Please take your hoodie off, I want- at least I want to see your boobs."
"Uhm, so needy, aren't you?"
you ask, and he simply nods
you take off your hoodie, shivering, not because you're cold, no it's way too hot in the room, but because of the way that he looks at you; it looks like he wants you to eat you alive, literally. He licks his lips, looking at your boobs at then looking at your face, his eyes jumping between your two twins and your eyes
"What?"
you ask, looking at him, moving a clump of hair from his face
"I want to suck them."
he simply says
"Then do it. Don't be shy, Christopher."
"Oh, don't call me like that."
he says, looking at you, his eyes darkened
"I know that you like it, just admitted."
you whisper to his ear
"Mphf, if you don't stop grinding on me, I'll cum in my pants."
he says
"And? there's no shame in cumming in your pants, I love to see you so desp-shit"
you say, trying to find any other word to say, but your brain is short-circuiting, his tongue is moving around one of your breasts, sucking on the nipple, while with one hand, he pays attention to the other one
"I wanna live here."
he says, sucking and biting your nipple
"Mhpf, in the studio?"
you tease him even if you know what he meant
"Mh -he breaks off the contact between his mouth and your breast- between your boobs, I want to live here, they're-fuck, they're like a warm marshmallows."
you laugh
"I'm dead serious, y/n"
he looks at you so seriously that you have to cover your mouth not to laugh. You kiss his lips, making him smile
"You're going to be late, so let me do something for you, yeah?"
you say, shifting position and getting on your knees in front of him
"Oh fuck"
he says, pulling his pants down, revealing his hard dick
"You're going to drive me crazy, you know that?"
he says, caressing your face
"That's the point, Christopher."
you say, kissing one of his naked thighs
"Please, jagiya, please."
he says in a desperate tone. That nickname again, heavy like a rock on your chest, just friends with benefits, correct?
So you do what a good friend would do, you take his boner with your hands, stroking him up and down a couple of times, licking the tip, focusing on that particular sensitive part, making him whimper.
You take all of him in your mouth, breathing through your nose; you look up at him, his head on the headrest, his eyes closed, enjoying every moment, one of his hands in your hair, scratching your scalp gently.
You keep working with your mouth and tongue, adding once again your dominant hand, just because you can't take all of him in your mouth.
"Jagi...fuck."
"Uh, language, please."
you say, taking him out of your mouth without stopping working with your hand.
"How am I supposed not to say bad words when you're on your knees sucking me off?"
he asks, looking down at you
"You're dramatic."
you say, retaking him in your mouth, you know that he's about to cum because he's throbbing in your mouth
"Baby, i'm-i'm about to."
he can't even finish the sentence that a load of fluid goes into your mouth, you swallow it all the way.
You clean the corner of your mouth with your fingers and stay on your knees, looking up at him with a stupid smile on your face.
“Don’t look at me like that.”
He says, pulling his pants up
“I’m not looking at you in any particular way.”
“Yes, you are, come here.”
He says, patting the place next to him
“Thank you”
He says when you sit next to him
“You don’t have to thank me, Channie.”
“I have to, I told you that you have a relaxing effect on me. And I’m talking generally, not when we...do other stuff, you know, even when we do them, but..."
“I get what you’re saying, Channie.”
You giggle
“Aagh, come here.”
He says, placing a hand on your neck and pulling towards him
“No, wait, I’ve just…”
“I don’t care, y/n, just kiss me, please.”
You sigh, and you kiss his lips, it’s a quick kiss, almost as if you did it every day
“You’re going to be late.”
You say, touching his forehead with yours
“I know, but I have to do it, it’s a safe space for me, and stays.”
“I know”
You say, pecking his lips once again
“I’m in my studio, I wait for you there, okay?”
You say, putting your hoodie on
“Mh, okay, thank you y/n, really.”
He says, kissing your cheek
“That’s what a good friend would do.”
You smile at him
“Yeah, good friend.”
He echos you
“Bye, bed bug.”
He says when you unlock the door
“Bye, Channie -you giggle at the nickname- don’t forget to put your hoodie on.”
“I won’t, thank you.”
He says, smiling, dimples on full display
Good friends, right?
A friend that has marked you all over your body
A friend you would go to live with just to have breakfast ready every morning
A friend that makes you feel butterflies,
A friend that fucks you till your brain short-circuit
A friend who makes you fall asleep while singing and cuddling
Maybe he’s more than “A friend”
A/N: me after writing this 🏃🏻♀️💨
Tag list: @paboswriting (because of the mention of biker Chan, we have an obsession about him)
#chansshands thoughts#skz#bang chan#stray kids#skz scenarios#stray kids bang chan#bang chan fanfic#bang chan smut#christopher bang chan smut#bang chan x female reader#bang chan x y/n#bang chan x reader
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A Love You Don't Find Everyday Part 17 | Rooster x Reader
Summary: You talk to Bradley, and he assures you that he'll be home in time for the wedding in one piece, with Jake in tow. When Bradley is back on land, you let him in on your little secret, and he has a whole new mission in mind: getting his fill of you, while keeping you filled with him.
Warnings: Smut, angst, fluff, and swearing
Length: 3900 words
Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader
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Bradley sat up in the infirmary all night. He was bruised and sore all over, and it had taken him hours to get warmed up again. But he was still doing a bit better than Jake at the moment.
It was pretty clear that Jake had a concussion and lacerations on his forehead, most likely from the canopy hitting him while Bradley tried to help him open it. But the medical staff had assured Bradley that he would be fine once he rested. And perhaps the best part was that he was going to be allowed to facetime with you in a few hours. Turns out that when you save someone's life, the Admirals will let you do pretty much anything you want.
"Bradshaw," Jake mumbled, and Bradley couldn't help but smile from the chair next to the bed.
"How you feeling, Bagman?" Bradley asked, his voice still raw from the punishment he'd put his lungs through a few hours ago.
"I feel great," Jake replied, pushing himself up on his elbows. "Other than the fact that I want to throw up every time I move. What the hell happened?"
Bradley shrugged. "I was going to ask you the same thing."
"Lost both engines," Jake drawled with his eyes closed. "And then skipped the damn runway." He opened his eyes and looked at Bradley. "Thank you."
"Don't." Bradley shook his head. "Do not thank me. If anything, I owed you one. Besides, I was firmly instructed to make sure I bring you back home with me."
Jake tried to laugh, but it must have caused him pain by the way he winced. Then he reached up to his forehead which now had a neat row of stitches. "I'm going to have a fucking scar across my face. Do you have any idea how pretty I am?"
"Were," Bradley replied with an eye roll. "You should try to rest."
"Wake me up when you facetime Angel. I want to ask her a few questions about her bachelorette party."
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You had just finished hanging up the photo collage you made out of your parents' wedding photos as well as some of Goose and Carole on their big day. You had left some spots open in the middle, ready for your own photos to be added once you had them back. It was quirky and fun, and it looked perfect hanging above the piano.
Your phone vibrated in your pocket and you almost screamed. It was unlikely your parents were calling you back since you just talked to them, so you were praying it was Bradley. Restricted Facetime Caller.
You answered it, and your screen was immediately filled with Bradley's face.
"Roo!" you gushed dropping into one of the dining room chairs. "I miss you!"
"Baby Girl." His voice was raspier than usual, and it almost sounded like he was sick. You were about to ask him what was wrong when he started talking again. "I'm just going to cut to the chase here. Jake got injured."
"What?" you gasped. "What happened? How bad?"
"He's fine, promise. He's actually right here. Mind if he joins us?"
Your heart was absolutely pounding. Initially, your mind went to teasing Bradley over facetime, maybe letting him see your tattoo.
"Put him on!" you said, and a second later, Bradley was joined in the frame by Jake who had stitches on his forehead. "What is going on?"
Both men shared a look before turning back to you. "Happened during the mission. Just a little cut, Angel. Nothing to worry about," Jake promised.
You sighed and ran your hands along your face.
"There's something a lot more pressing we need to discuss," he added, and you noticed Bradley's eyes got a little wide. "Do you want strippers for your bachelorette party?"
You were suddenly so confused now, you thought maybe you were the one with the head injury. "Bachelorette party? Roo...did you tell him?" you gasped. If Bradley let it slip that you were getting married this month, you were going to scream.
He cleared his throat loudly. "Yes, Jake knows we are eloping in Mexico next month."
You just stared at both of them. "Are we?" you asked cautiously.
"We are," Bradley replied with a firm nod. You wanted to start laughing, but Jake was already rattling off plans for a party for you and one for Bradley. He was either severely concussed, and you were supposed to be playing along, or Bradley lied to him about your wedding plans. Either way, you nodded and agreed with everything he was saying while Bradley just looked exasperated.
"So, a stripper?" Jake asked. "I know a guy." You just gave a vague answer, not sure about how you were supposed to be responding. Bradley was cradling his forehead in his hand now. "Rooster said he doesn't want a stripper. But I kind of want him to have a stripper so at least everyone else can enjoy their night."
"I don't want a stripper," Bradley said firmly to Jake. Then he turned to you and said, "I really don't."
You just shrugged and smirked. "You can get me one Jake, sounds fun."
Bradley rolled his eyes as Jake asked, "Male or female?"
"Mmm, surprise me," you replied. "Jake, you mind if I talk to Bradley for a sec? I'm glad you're okay, but you look like you could use some rest."
"Sure, Angel," he said as you told him you missed him too and couldn't wait to see him.
Bradley watched him walk away, and when he looked back at the screen with a wary expression, you waited for him to speak first.
"Sweetheart. Listen. I kind of fucked up, but he kept bugging me about a wedding date, so I lied and made up some story about Mexico."
You were smiling, and then you started laughing, and then Bradley joined in as well. "So he's really on this bachelor party weekend? And strippers? Not just because it looks like he hit his head?"
Bradley shook his head. "He's determined to plan the party of your dreams. So you might as well just tell him what you want, Baby Girl."
You rolled your eyes. "Sounds like I'm getting a stripper," you muttered. "How did he get hurt anyway? Wait- you're okay, right?" you asked, suddenly wondering why Bradley looked so nervous.
"I'm perfectly fine. Promise. Can we talk more about this when I'm back home?"
You perked up right away. "When will that be, Roo?"
"I'll send you the flight information as soon as I have it."
"Just make sure it's before the 28th."
"Most important day of my life. Wouldn't miss it."
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When you got to work on the Thursday before Thanksgiving, Bickel called you to his office. You were practically vibrating with excitement. You hadn't actually spoken to Bradley or Jake again, but both of them had emailed you information about their return flight. In twelve hours, you'd be picking them up from the airport.
"Yes, sir?" you asked, knocking on your boss's open office door.
He motioned for you to close the door and then offered you a donut. You took a seat with a chocolate glazed in one hand and waited until he selected one from the box as well. When he took a few bites before he said anything, you started to get a little nervous.
"You have all those vacation days coming up," he said before popping the last of his strawberry donut into his mouth.
"Yes, sir," you replied. "December first through ninth."
Your heart was pounding. He had already signed off on your honeymoon dates without any questions asked. Was he going to try to give you a hard time about it now? Bradley had had no issues with getting his vacation approved, because Maverick already knew what it was for.
Bickel cleared his throat and opened his desk drawer. "I know you didn't explicitly say, and I'm not going to explicitly ask, but I am going to assume that you are taking the time off to get married. Maybe elope like Evelyn and I did."
Your lips parted, wanting to deny your plans. But you couldn't. You just watched him pull an envelope out of his desk before closing the drawer softly. "This is for you. A wedding gift." He handed you the envelope and asked, "Am I completely off base here?"
You just shook your head and smiled at him. "No, sir."
"Well, congratulations. I'm away next week, so I won't see you until you get back from wherever you're going. Enjoy your time off, Lieutenant."
"Thank you, sir." You stood to leave and he stood too, shaking your hand.
"Also, Cat Coleman accepted that open position with us. Her first day of work will be your first day back," he informed you. "Take a donut for the road. You're dismissed."
You nibbled on a cream filled donut as you made your way back to your office. Cat Coleman would be starting next month. If she was as good as she claimed to be, that should free up some more time in your schedule to work on research projects with your boss. Sonya was great, but now you were always going to be a little wary of transfers from Annapolis.
By the time you met Phoenix for lunch, you were on a sugar and caffeine high, so you got a salad and some water.
"Please don't tell me you're on some wedding diet?" she commented. "Your dress already fits you perfectly."
"Listen, I've been subsiding on donuts and coffee. My body wanted me to eat something green."
When you started eating your salad, Phoenix grinned at you from across the table. "I got an email from Jake, and he told me that he knows when and where you're getting married, because apparently he weasled it out of Rooster. And that your bachelorette party is on Saturday."
"I'm sorry, what? My bachelorette party is in two days?"
"Yeah," she added with a smirk. "And Bradley's bachelor party is tomorrow night."
"Jake is a nightmare," you muttered. "Listen, I don't even need a party."
"Yes, you do. And I'm going to make sure you get drunk, and then we can really have a heart to heart about exactly what it means to marry my best friend." Nat gave you a hard look and pointed at you with her fork. "No give backs. No exchanges. No breaking his heart in any way. He's going to moon over you for the rest of his life, so I better see some mutual pining, even when he's old and fat. Got it?" she asked with a laugh, unable to keep a straight face.
You thought about Bradley's cute tummy he acquired after he was injured and watching reality TV for weeks on end. "Got it," you told her. "Sounds like a breeze."
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When their flight touched down in San Diego, Bradley was practically shoving Jake off the airplane to get to you as quickly as possible. There was barely a week until the wedding, and he missed you so much.
"Take it easy," Jake grumbled, and Bradley took a deep breath. He knew Jake had been getting continuous headaches since he skidded off the aircraft carrier and into the ocean. And he also knew that you and Jake were for some reason good friends, so he slowed his pace down and clenched his jaw.
"She said she would be waiting by our baggage claim carousel," Bradley said, winding through the crowd. Their flight had been delayed, and it was after nine in the evening, and Bradley wanted to get you home, because you had to work in the morning. He had the day off tomorrow, and Jake was insisting on throwing him a bachelor party that he didn't even want tomorrow night. But Bradley wasn't going to fight him on it; it wasn't worth the effort on his part.
"There she is," Bradley and Jake said in unison, and Bradley took off in your direction. You hadn't spotted them yet as you were looking up at the flight arrivals screen. God, you were beautiful, and in a week you'd be wearing an additional ring and calling him your husband.
"Baby Girl," he called out, and you spun to face him, your dress kind of swirling around your thighs. Without a word, you launched yourself into his arms, and Bradley held you tight.
"You were gone more than two weeks," you said against his neck with a laugh. "It was fifteen days. I'm going to complain to Mav."
Bradley kissed your lips and then pressed his forehead to yours. "But I'm back. In time for our wedding."
You giggled and kissed him again, but a second after that, you were abandoning him to hug Jake and make a fuss over his stitches. Bradley rolled his eyes and started looking for the duffles on the carousel. He and Jake had decided to spare you the details of his crash landing and the subsequent spur of the moment rescue mission. It didn't matter. They were both home now.
"No, I'm fine, Angel. Just need to get the stitches removed next week. You ready for your bachelorette party?" Jake asked you, and Bradley watched you shake your head.
"If you insist."
A few minutes later, Bradley was carrying both duffle bags out to his Bronco, hot on your heels as you guided Jake along. It was obvious that he desperately needed to get home and get some rest. After you helped Jake get in the backseat, Bradley buckled you in the passenger seat and kissed you one time, running his fingers up your thigh and making you laugh.
"Take me home," you whispered, and soon Bradley was zipping down the highway and dropping Jake off.
Bradley jumped out to help him with his bag, and you climbed out to give Jake a hug. But as soon as Jake was inside, Bradley scooped you up again and hauled you back to the Bronco.
"I'm going to take you home and do unspeakable things to you," he whispered, and you started laughing.
"Like what? I want details," you told him as he buckled you in once more.
Bradley shook his head and sighed. "I'm going to kiss you and love you forever. You're not gonna know what to do with yourself."
"Sounds filthy," you told him before he closed the door and ran around to the driver's side.
"It will be," he said, pulling away from the curb. And after he merged back onto the highway, Bradley let his hand rest on your bare knee while he drove. "We could make it a little filthy now if you want."
You very subtly spread your legs a bit wider for him, and Bradley groaned softly. He ran his fingers up and down the inside of your left thigh for a minute, listening to your breathing grow deeper.
"Your skin is so soft," he whispered over the playlist you had selected on his phone. "Everywhere." He eased his middle finger inside your underwear and stroked you along your slit. "Especially here."
"Bradley," you gasped when he slipped his long finger down to your opening and started to fuck you with it while he drove. After a few steady strokes, Bradley added his index finger and let you ride him.
Your head was tipped back against the headrest, and when your lips parted, whining his name, Bradley thought you were about to unleash the dirty talk. But it was a different kind of dirty talk than he was used to.
"How would you feel if I told you I stopped taking my birth control?"
Bradley's hand froze, his fingers buried deep inside your pussy. He felt you clench softly around him once, and he stroked you slowly in response. Finally, your words and their meaning really took root in his mind.
"I...wait. Is that hypothetical?" he asked, trying to keep control of the steering wheel while his heart pounded.
You pulled his hand out of your panties and raised his fingers to your lips. And just before you started sucking on them, you said, "Not hypothetical. I've been off the pill for a few days."
Bradley groaned, his cock going from semi erect to painfully hard in an instant. And then his fingers were in your mouth. He slowed down and exited the highway, turning right off the ramp and heading toward the beaches.
"Where are we going?" you managed to ask, licking between his fingers before he pulled his hand away to park at a quiet overlook. Bradley was unbuckling his seatbelt and then yours and reaching for you.
"Showing you how much I love the idea of having unprotected sex with you."
You giggled. "I thought you might like that." He pulled you against him as you crawled across the seat toward him, and then Bradley was gone. Just fully gone in the fantasy of getting you pregnant.
Bradley eased you back along the seat, gently pulling your dress up to expose your tummy. He kissed you there, running his lips along the top of your underwear and licking your tattoo. "We only have a week to work with, Baby Girl, but maybe I can get you pregnant before our wedding?"
You moaned softly, and his hands were unzipping his jeans immediately. He watched you scramble to get your underwear off and toss them on the floor.
"Oh, you like that idea, too?" he asked, palming his length and pushing himself inside you with one fluid stroke. He fucked you hard and slow, your body cradling his. He kissed your lips and your jaw and your chest, nipping and sucking so you would remember this tomorrow and the next day. "You want me to fuck you until I get you pregnant?"
"Yes," you hissed, tugging on his hair.
He made a noise so deep and needy it had you gaping at him. "I'm going to keep you full all the time now. Full of my cock and my cum. Until you've got a baby growing. Then I'm still going to fuck you so good, Sweetheart. You'll never have to worry about that."
Your words were incomprehensible as Bradley rammed into you over and over again, his lips and tongue sucking along the tops of your breasts. He'd get you all big and swollen, fuck you until you were pregnant with his baby. Make love to you until you once again exceeded all expectations he had for his life.
"Daddy," you whispered, and Bradley looked at your perfect face. "Come on, Daddy. You can do it," you whispered, licking those pretty lips and whining. "You'll be the best Daddy."
"I'm your Daddy, Baby Girl," he growled, fucking you hard until your nipples were peeking out the top of your dress. Railing you until the slap of his body against yours was as loud as your whining. Your fingers were all wrapped up in his hair, and you guided his lips down to yours.
The kisses were filthy now, all tongue and dirty talk, and then Bradley was spilling his hot cum inside you, fucking it deeper. He was still softly stroking and pinching your clit, making your body milk every drop out of him as you came too. You squeezed his cock until the sensation had him dizzy.
His sweaty forehead was pressed to yours as your lips danced along his every time you whispered Daddy.
Bradley finally glanced up, relieved to find the area where he had parked was still empty. You were underneath him, chewing on your lip and coming down from your high. As his cock grew soft inside you, Bradley could feel his cum start to drip down your ass, and you lifted your head a little bit.
"Roo. We're going to mess up the upholstery."
Bradley laughed and kissed the beautiful curve of your cheek. "I fucking love you so much." Then he used your discarded underwear to carefully collect your joint cum before it could make too much of a mess. "You always take care of everything. Me, Tramp, the Bronco. Can't wait to make you a mommy."
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When you got home, Bradley paused in front of the collage you made and hung over his piano. "What's this?"
"Your wedding gift. Or one of them."
He pulled you close to his side. "I thought maybe the birth control announcement was my wedding gift?"
"It was one of them," you said with a shrug.
"Are there any more?" he asked, running his fingers along the frame and looking at the selection of happy wedding photos you had chosen.
"Yes. Two more wedding gifts. And you'll like both of them."
"I didn't get you anything," he told you with a furrowed brow.
You looked up into his brown eyes and at his hair, all mussed from your fingers running through it.
"Yes, you did," you insisted, leading him to the bedroom. You helped Bradley unpack his bag while he played with Tramp. The dog was absolutely obsessed with him; you were sure he didn't miss you this much when you had been away in Annapolis.
"Good boy," Bradley said, playfully wrestling with him on the floor. "I'll take you for a nice long walk tomorrow when Mommy's at work."
You should have known he'd be like this now, but as soon as Bradley called you Mommy, he was on you again.
"I missed you," he whispered, pushing your cum streaked dress up over your butt and running his fingers along your back.
When you bent over the bed for him and felt him tease his fingers along your slit, you muttered, "I should have known. Now I'll never get anything done, because you're going to be on me day and night."
"You got that right."
But this time, he was slow and methodical, getting you off with his fingers on your clit and his lips on your neck. "I'm going to fill you up again and again. And you'll take every bit of me deep in that sweet pussy until I knock you up."
Those words delivered in that raspy voice were going to make you wild every single time.
"Bradley?" you mumbled as he pressed himself down against your back, spent but still inside you.
"Yes, my love?" he asked, his mustache brushing your ear and making you smile.
"What's the plan for your bachelor party tomorrow night?"
Bradley groaned and withdrew his cock, using his fingers to halt his cum from dripping out of you. It was like he was pampering your body in a brand new way, massaging you to keep it inside your pussy.
"I have no idea. I don't even want to do anything except get a few drinks at the Hard Deck and then come back home. But there will probably be strippers or hot air balloons or clowns or some shit."
He finally eased his hand away from your body, and now you were beyond exhausted. "Listen," you said with a laugh, "that all sounds fine, as long as it's not a clown stripper in a hot air balloon."
"Please don't give Jake any ideas."
"I won't. As long as you let me change into your shirt and fall asleep on you," you said, digging around in your nightstand for your new charm. Bradley helped you add it to your necklace chain, and then he was helping you get ready for bed.
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The man wants to be a Daddy in every sense of the word. And letting Jake plan the parties seems like a terrible mistake.
PART 18
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love sick, c. f.
you and conrad had a secret relationship two summers ago, when you were 15 and he was 16. you broke up with him because your younger sister, belly had liked him, and you were afraid of hurting her. now, flash forward, you were 17, and you thought you had gotten over him, but maybe you haven’t
part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4
this book has also been published on wattpad under the same user. i update faster on there.
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v. first rehearsal
THAT NEXT DAY, i didn't have work, i had my first debutante rehearsal, and no date.
i got ready, i wanted to make a good first impression. i put on a silk pink dress, and tied the front pieces of my hair back with a pink bow.
laurel drove me and belly to the country club.
laurel told me my mom would be proud of me, for doing this.
i saw jeremiah working, and i looked over at belly. "hey, belly, you go ahead, i'll meet you in." i smiled at her.
once she walked away, i went up to jeremiah.
"jeremiah." but he seemed to not notice me, walking. "jeremiah!" i called again, and his gaze met my eyes.
"oh, my god. wow, y/n, i didn't even recognize you." he lets out a small laugh.
"i know, i look like an idiot." i look down, laughing a little too, this wasn't my usual style.
"no you don't, you look good." he complimented, and i smiled. "let me walk you over."
as we walked over, we both just talked, like we usually do. we walked into the room, arm in arm.
jeremiah laughed. "i still never thought i'd see the day where you're a debutante."
"yeah, yeah, so funny." i sarcastically said.
"jeremiah." a lady walked up to us.
"paige."
"where's your shirt?" she asked.
"it's always a pleasure." jeremiah kissed her knuckles. "this is y/n. the young woman my mom told you about. my future wife." he winked.
i hit his arm, he was joking, but i did not see him that way.
"she's late." paige said.
"i'm- sorry." i apologized.
"you're at table 2."
jeremiah took one of the cookies. "jeremiah, those are for the girls!" paige warned.
then jeremiah glanced over at me, before leaving. "knock 'em dead."
i smiled as he left, he was a good person to have in my life, one of my best friends.
i saw belly sitting by herself, looking uncomfortable, i looked next to her and saw the girl conrad was kissing at the bonfire, and the girl steven was with.
i sat down next to belly. "finally." belly said, sighing.
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"i told my mom the only way i would do this is if i can bring my girlfriend." marissa talked. "'cause i thought it was be a deal killer, but the club has been surprisingly chill about the whole thing."
"i'm honestly shocked." dara said.
"dara, i was expecting a conversion camp." marissa told her.
"yeah, but cousins likes to pretend to be woke." nicole told them. "trust me, my family deals with it constantly."
"the things we do for college applications." i mumbled, slouched in my seat.
"don't worry y/n, you'll get in everywhere." shayla assured me.
"probably not." i said.
"you sure?" she smiled. "steven told me you play 2 sports and get good grades."
"wait- where are you applying?" belly looked at me.
"uh.. i told you. a few different schools. but my main one is usc."
"what about you?" marissa asked belly.
"oh, belly's only a sophomore, right?" nicole made sure. "i think that's what conrad told me."
"yeah, i'll be a junior in the fall." belly politely smiled.
"and, y/n, you'll be a senior, right?" nicole asked me.
"yep." i nodded my head.
"so, is this your first summer here in cousins?" dara asked us.
"no, we've been coming here our whole life." i told her.
"yeah, they're like family friends with conrad and jeremiah." nicole told dara.
"uh, so, are you and jeremiah like- a thing?" gigi asked me. "are you going to take him to the ball?"
i nearly choked on air when she asked that. "jeremiah? no way. he's only my friend."
"gigi has had this thing for jeremiah." nicole laughed.
"ever since he got abs." shayla teased, and the girls started laughing and talking.
"relax, i'm not into jeremiah fisher." shayla added after a comment.
"oh, so you're just noticing his abs?" dara asked.
"she's too busy eye-fucking the waiter." marissa joked.
"dude!" shayla laughed. "that's belly and y/n's brother."
"oh.. gross." belly looked down.
"what's it like for you both living with jeremiah and conrad?" dara asked. "conrad's so mysterious."
i did love living with them every summer, jeremiah's my best friend, and so was conrad, but conrad's completely done a 180 this summer i don't even know anymore.
"i-"
"hello debutantes!" paige spoke up.
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after the rehearsal, i noticed belly had a good time, her and nicole had started forming a bond, with nicole being belly's big sister for the deb.
and belly had gotten a date, with the guy from the bonfire, cam.
the four of us sat on the couch, bored out of our minds.
"yo, this shit is so boring, can we go somewhere?" jeremiah asked.
"yeah, where?" steven asked.
"we could go into town." conrad suggested.
"buy some weed from that guy." i also suggested.
"nah, he got arrested. last summer." conrad told me, not looking at me
steven smirked. "we could go to the drive in."
"dude, gross, no. i-i don't wanna watch belly hooking up with some kid in the backseat of a mini van." jeremiah shut down.
"yeah, we shouldn't go." i agreed with jeremiah.
"yeah, actually." conrad had finally spoken up. "lets go to the drive in."
"actually?" steven said.
"yeah." conrad simply responded. "why not?"
it took me a second to realize they were being serious, and my eyes widened a bit. "no, we're not going to the drive in."
they didn't say anything to me, which just caused me to talk more. "this is her first date, if you guys go, you'll ruin it, just don't go."
conrad threw the keys to steven, with a smirk, and i rolled my eyes.
"you all are so immature." i insulted. "i'm going to my room. you better not ruin her date."
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later that night, belly came into my room looking sad.
"belly? what happened? did things not go good with cam?" i had so many questions.
"no.." belly looked down. "they went great actually. but the boys ruined my date."
my lips slightly parted, i wasn't really shocked, no, but i was disappointed. "seriously?" i scoffed. "i told them not to go."
"and- me and conrad had an argument." belly ranted.
she told me all about the argument, including his little comment where he had said 'why don't you look in the mirror some more.'
i didn't get it. why was he acting like this?
but yet, i still defended him, i had to. i knew he cared about belly, and she needed to know that. right know she thought he didn't care about her at all.
"listen," i put my hand on her shoulder. "he cares about you. i don't know what's going on with him either, i'm not going to justify it, but he's probably going through his own things. don't let it get to your head."
"thanks." belly smiled. "and things weren't so bad, cam kissed me on the way home." her cheeks had turned a little pink.
a grin appeared on my face. "you serious? oh my god, isabel conklin."
we spent the rest of the night talking, watching movies in my room, and eating snacks."
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you guys. you guys you guys. i think i know what i want from the final season of the penumbra podcast. i have spent the past ten minutes pacing around my room. yesterday i read up to chapter 17 of prydon's fic separate but syncopated (https://archiveofourown.org/works/30943430/chapters/76417991) which let's be honest, you've probably read already. it's phenomenal. if you haven't, you should.
so i've been thinking. i just really want to go back to brahma. i want to go back to brahma and take down the guardian angel system.
the thing is, the junoverse is a very character driven storyline, and i love that about it. the second citadel is more event driven i think, and it was more difficult for me to get into that storyline and stick with it (i'm weak i'm sorry). for example, although the first season focuses a lot on juno solving the whole martian artefact doodah, back then the penumbra crew were still finding their feet.
then junoverse season 2 happened, and the entire point of that season was basically "get juno over his trauma" (that's why it was so long oh my god). sure, there was a whole plot with ramses and the theia souls, but i think we can all agree that was secondary to juno's character development.
next, season 3. season 3 is definitely character driven, you literally can't deny it. it focuses on each member of the carte blanche in turn, and it uses the plot, finding the curemother prime, as a secondary tool to further the true point of the season: getting to know the characters.
season 4 i'm a little less certain about because i'm typing this post straight into tumblr fresh out of my brain (if anyone wants to help out with the analysis i'd love that). but i think the point of season 4 is to test and showcase the bonds of the carte blanche with each other, and juno rescuing them all is not only a good story, but also a good way to show off the relationships they built in season 3. his relationship with nureyev is shown through periodic reading of the journal, and juno's copious inner monologues (i say like i'm one to talk when all of these thoughts are swirling around in my own head).
then, season 5. the point of this season mirrors that of season 2, but this time, we need to get nureyev over his trauma. this is way trickier, because we're not inside nureyev's head, we're still in juno's. it's still character driven because the aim is to help nureyev, but the plot is given by juno having to chase him across the galaxy. hence, juno's hesitation when he finally finds nureyev.
well, steel, you've caught him. now what the hell are you going to do with him?
there is no plot to drive the character study anymore. our goal was to help nureyev, and juno (poor juno) has done all he can. the ball falls squarely into nureyev's court now, and juno has no say in the plot of the rest of the story. this is why i have been chewing myself alive since the last episode — we know what's next for the characters emotionally, but we have absolutely zero idea what's happening next plot-wise. it's killing me.
(what was the point of this post again?)
OH WAIT I'VE GOT IT. so. since our whole thing for this season is helping nureyev, and we all want him to go batshit fucking insane, i really want nureyev to go back to brahma, and finish what he started two decades ago. i think it's the perfect circular story arc to keep them occupied while nureyev heals emotionally from the fallout from everything going on with slip.
also, sorry to get real for a second, but i've just been tearing myself apart being morally outraged at the world we live in, and the fact that i'm barely able to do anything about it. maybe one day i could, but until then, it would be nice to see my favourite space gays set an example.
now, i know there's complications with this. nureyev refused to take the guardian angel system down in the first place because of the damage it would cause, and i'm willing to bet he hasn't excised that moral core just yet, no matter how hard he's trying. but i'm sure they can find a way to make it work. they have rita, after all!!
they're definitely hinting at a homecoming arc for juno. i think nureyev needs one too, is all.
#tpp#the penumbra podcast#junoverse#peter nureyev#juno steel#rambling again sorry#dear god penumbra has me in it's grips will it never let go?#essay#i genuinely for real did not intend this one to be an essay i promise#it just happened my brain doesn't shut up
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Lighten Up Moony
Sup bitches im back
This has been sitting in my drafts, fully finished for like a week and I totally forgot to post it soooo here ya go lmao
So yeah enjoy
Remus didn't laugh that much. When he was a little boy he didn't laugh alot, he started laughing more when he met the other marauders. When he was 17 was probably when he laughed the most. After the war his want or need to laugh died down so much it was almost dead. The most anyone could ever get out of him was a scoff or a small chuckle at best.
Now-a-days, even while living with basically two re-encarnations of Sirius and James and Sirius himself, he didn't laugh alot. And when he did it was very quiet, timid. He didn't even notice that he didn't laugh alot until one of the twins (he couldn't recognize which one it was) mentioned it.
"Hey, Lupin?" Fred (he assumed) asked. Remus glanced at him. "Why don't you ever laugh?"
"What are you talking about, I laugh." Remus hid his surprise.
"Yeah but not alot, even at jokes and stuff you never laugh." They answered. Remus contemplated what he had just said.
"Well, maybe you guys aren't as funny as you think you are." Remus teased to help mask his confusion. Honestly he didn't know why he didn't laugh alot. It might be because playful banter always reminded him of staying up late with his friends back at school. Or that Fred sometines made him think of James. Or maybe being alone for all that time made him unable to just laugh at something.
After that no one mentioned it again but it always stuck with Remus, and apparently Sirius too.
Sirius found Remus in one of the many rooms of this house, reading a book off of one of the shelves, it looked to be about poetry. How boring. Remus looked up when he heard Sirius enter and gave him a brisk nod, closing his book.
"Hey," was all Remus said.
"Hey Moons, can I ask you something?" Sirius walked over to him.
"Sure, what is it?" Remus tilted his head slightly, something he did when he was listening.
"The others were talking about a while ago how you never laugh and I want to know why."
Out of habit, Remus tried to think of a good lie to come up with before realizing he shouldn't lie to Sirius. He didn't have to. He sighed and thought.
"I don't know." He finally answered. "Really I don't! I'm being completely honest." Remus said to Sirius' skeptical look.
"Maybe all the years of trauma finally got to me." He shrugged with a small smile.
"I could get you to laugh." That startled Remus. He didn't expect Sirius to say that. Though, Sirius said alot of out of pocket things so he shouldn't be surprised.
"Alright.." he said warily. He decided to humor Sirius. "How?"
Sirius immediately grinned and grabbed his hand, tugging him twords a dusty looking armchair. He sat Remus down and the leaned over in front of him.
Without warning Sirius scribbled his fingers on Remus' sides. Remus yelped quietly, his elbows shooting down to clamp to his sides.
"What are you doing?!" Remus said in a higher pitched voice than his regular voice.
"Just trying something out," Sirius said nonchalantly. "You wouldn't happen to still be ticklish, would you Remus?"
"N-no, of course not." Remus mentally kicked himself for stuttering. He didn't even know if he was still ticklish or not. It had been years since someone had actually tickled him.
He watched and let Sirius' hands contiune their scribbling on his abdomen, moving over to his stomach where he had to tense his muscles and bite his lip not to let out a giggle.
Sirius watched his face to see any changes in his expression. He narrowed his eyes and poke his sides and belly again, still getting no response. But when he moved up to scratch at Remus' lower ribs-
"Okay, okay!" Remus' hands came down and grabbed onto Sirius' pulling them away from his ribs.
"Aha!" Sirius shouted excitedly. He broke free of Remus' grip quickly and rapidly squeezed his ribs causing Remus to break into a fit of giggles.
Sirius grinned devilishly down at Remus. He looked ten times younger while laughing like this, head throw back onto the back of the armchair, eyes squeezed shut, his nose scrunching up in that cute way he used to do when they were younger.
Even after all this time Remus noted that he still didn't mind when Sirius would mess with him.
Sirius allowed Remus to grab his wrists and hold them away from his body while he caught his breath. Sirius leaned closer and kissed Remus in the cheek, just to watch his face turn red.
"I can't believe I'm still ticklish." Remus grumbled as he covered his face with his hands.
"I can." Sirius grinned when Remus glared.
"Oh, come on." He smirked. "You're like, the king of being ticklish."
"Shut up." Remus punctuated his works with a sharp poke to Sirius' stomach.
"I can't wait to use this against you," Remus groaned at that, rolling his eyes. Sirius gasped. "I need to tell Harry!" He jumped up and ran out of the room.
"I'm gonna tickle you back!!" Remus shouted after him but to no avail. He sighed shook his head fondly. Never a dull moment with Sirius Black.
Hope you liked
#sirius black#remus lupin#sfw tickling community#marauders#tickle fic#tickle fluff#marauders era#wolfstar#Idk how to feel about this one#It's okay#I don't hate it#sfw tickling#wolfstar tickle#my writing
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A Loner's Unexpected Journey, Part 7
Kimetsu Academy!Genya Shinazugawa X Fem!Reader
Summary: You and Genya talk your things through and come to the conclusion that you aren't friends anymore.
Warnings: None
A/N: Modern!AU, Kimetsu Academy, Female Reader, Genya Shinazugawa
PART 1 II PART 2 II PART 3 II PART 4 II PART 5 II PART 6 II PART 7 II PART 8 II PART 9 II PART 10 II PART 11 II PART 12 II PART 13 II PART 14 II PART 15 II PART 16 II PART 17 II PART 18
So, Genya was at your place and the two of you had just had a nice late dinner, so it was time to talk and find out why he was so late outside your high-rise and missing his shoes. As Genya sat on your couch, you pulled yourself a seat and sat across from him.
Before you could say or ask anything, he spoke.
"I'm sorry for all the trouble I'm causing…" He looked down, almost as if in shame, "I didn't know where else to go…"
"It's okay, Genya…" You were sympathetic towards him, "What happened?"
"I… I had a fight with my brother…"
"The math teacher, sir Sanemi, right?" You asked and he nodded, "Yeah…"
"Wait, did your brother, your own brother actually kick you out?"
You were shocked and angry. Sir Shinazugawa was an adult and while Genya and you were almost adults you were still legally underage! No matter how angry, it didn't give the teacher the right to kick his own little brother out.
"N- no!" Genya didn't dare to look you in the eyes, "I ran away…"
"Without your shoes?" You asked and he frowned, "I just… I had to get out as fast as I could…"
"Oh…" You pouted a little, "But why didn't you call me?"
"I left in a hurry and forgot my phone behind me when I left…"
"Shit…" You cursed softly, "I should give you the door code so in case something like this happens then you could at least come inside."
"Again, I'm so sorry about this…" Genya apologized and you shook your head, but before you could say anything, you heard a soft meow.
You looked aside to see Lady, your fair cat, walk into the living room and jump on the couch so she could rub her head against Genya's arm. Your friend finally smiled a little as he petted the happy cat.
"She still remembers you, even if it has been a while," You said with a smile, and hearing this made Genya smile, "She is a good cat with a kind owner…"
You smiled a little and Genya looked at you, "I'm sorry for not calling you after my tryouts… I…" He took a deep breath, "I thought you were mad at me…"
"What!? No!" You quickly cried out, "Never! I was never angry at you! Why would I be, you did nothing wrong!"
"So… You aren't mad at me?"
"Of course not!" You looked at him sadly, "Why would ever be mad at you?"
"Because… Because I let those mean girls talk to me…" He said and you frowned sadly, "Genya, I can't control who you talk to…"
You took a deep breath, "But I admit, seeing you with them… It did hurt…"
"So I did hurt you-!"
"You did nothing wrong!" You snapped gently, "I was just… I don't know what I was…" You confessed sadly, "I guess I was a little mad… Maybe even jealous… But mostly sad…"
"But…" Genya swallowed nervously, "Why?"
"I thought you were going to replace me with them…" You confessed, "So I left before you could say it, say that you didn't need me anymore near you…"
"I could never do that!" Genya exclaimed suddenly, much to your and Lady's shock who jumped a little. He scowled, "I love you and I could never replace you!"
You blinked as the whole world around you seemed to freeze. What did he just say? You swallowed as you felt your throat tighten and tears rise to your eyes. Did you actually hear right?
"Wh… What did you just say?" You asked carefully.
"I…" Genya swallowed as he blushed so hard, "I love you. I have for a long time already, but I never had the courage to tell you yet…"
"I…" You swallowed nervously, "I'm stunned…"
"I- I'm sorry…" Genya frowned, "This is the least you need and I'm only making things worse and-!"
"Genya!" You snapped him out of his bad thoughts. You swallowed as your face turned red due to blushing, "I… I like you also. Like, like like, and crush- No! Love kind of way?"
You knew you sounded uncertain, but you weren't, you were just insecure about yourself and your feelings.
"Oh my God…" You cursed silently as you covered your face with your hands, "I wanted to confess to you the day you made it to the nationals, but those other people around you scared me off…"
"Wait..?" Genya blinked, "You…? You love me back…?"
"Yes…" You swallowed nervously, "Yes. I just realized my feelings for you, but before I could do anything, you were surrounded by those nasty girls…"
"I saw you crying… My actions made you cry…"
"You didn't-!"
"I swear, I will never make you cry again!" Genya exclaimed, fully determined to keep his word, "As long as I live, I will not make you cry ever again!"
"That's sweet," You smiled as you looked at your crush, "So… We both love each other?"
Genya blinked as he registered your words and his face turned crimson red and you could almost see steam coming out of his ears. He tried to speak, he really did try, but he wasn't able to form any sensible words. You giggled a little as you watched him struggle and finally, you took some pity on him.
"Would you like to become my partner?" You asked and Genya blinked before nodding furiously. It was a pretty comical look, him blushing like crazy yet still nodding eagerly.
"Y- yes, I would love that!" He finally managed to choke out, "B- because I love you!"
"It's a deal then," You smiled happily, "We are a couple now."
"Should we, uh, kiss or something?" Genya asked shyly and now it was your turn to turn crimson red.
"Uh…" You averted your gaze bashfully, "I've… I've never kissed anyone before…!"
Genya seemed a little surprised by your confession and he couldn't help but wonder how a pretty girl like you had never kissed anyone before?
"Do you…? Do you know how to kiss?" He asked and your blush grew worse, "O- Of course!"
"O-oh," Genya looked down, "Do you… Want to kiss?"
"I, uh…" You were nervous, but kissing was a way to show affection, right? And you wanted to show Genya how much you liked him!
You swallowed nervously as you got up from your seat, walked around the coffee table, and sat next to Genya, who made more room for you to sit next to him. You looked at him and actually realized that you had never seen his face so close. He was honestly so handsome.
"Okay…" You nodded as you raised your hands and gently cupped his burning cheeks. You were both nervous, but you wanted to show how much you cared! So you swallowed down your fears, closed your eyes, and pressed your lips against his and… It wasn't awful.
His lips were a little chapped, but otherwise, they felt pretty nice against your own lips… Really nice, like, you could get used to kissing him. Slowly, you pulled away and opened your eyes, only to see Genya staring right at you with his eyes wide open.
"Ah-!" You blushed as you let go of his cheeks and backed up a little, "S- sorry, I- uh-!"
"No, I shouldn't have stared!" He swallowed nervously, "Your lips… Felt really soft against mine."
"It…" You nodded, "Didn't feel awful."
"I guess we still got some learning to do?" Genya and you both nodded at that. You glanced at him from the corner of your eye and pouted a little, "Next time you get to kiss me."
"Yes!" He nodded and Lady meowed. You had forgotten the whole cat. She rubbed her face happily against Genya's side and the young man smiled as he petted her.
"Hey…?" He started carefully and you nodded, "Yes?"
"Can I ask something? Something very big? And I don't want you to say yes just because we are now a couple!"
"Of course!" You nodded eagerly, "Ask whatever is in your mind."
"Can I… Can I stay here with you?"
"…Wait, what?"
"O- only for a couple of days until I find my own place!"
"Wait, h- hold on Genya!" You raised your hands in the air, stopping him. You were stunned. This was such a huge step and so sudden!
"Are you actually so mad at your brother that you can't live with him anymore?" You were worried about both Genya and his big brother. You didn't want them to break the brotherhood they had over a petty argument.
"I'm not mad at him. I could never stay mad at him. I love my big brother." The scarred young man confessed, "But I want to try an independent life and see if I can make it out there myself."
"But you're still a student, how would that work?"
"I'm going to find a temporary part-time job that hires students." He replied and you frowned, "But that barely leaves you with any time to study."
"I know, but I need to-!"
"No, you don't need to do anything." You said as you crossed your arms, "Genya, would you like to move in here with me?"
"Wait!?" Genya looked at you in shock, "Are you sure!? T- this is a big thing you're offering to me!"
"I don't see why not?" You tilted your head, "I like you, you like me, so we could try to live together?"
"Yes!" He nodded eagerly, "I- I would of course help pay rent and help you around, clean and cook and- and-!"
"Easy easy! Breathe Genya!" You chuckled a little, "Do those and you can stay as long as you want."
"T- that kiss!" Genya suddenly exclaimed, much to your confusion, "Kiss?"
"M- may I kiss you!?" He asked and you blinked in shock, "Eh!?"
"I'm really happy and I love you so much, so I want to kiss you!" He said as he grabbed your shoulders and leaned close, "May I?"
"Y- yes!" You nodded, and Genya didn't wait any longer, he closed his eyes and pressed his lips against yours. You decided to give him mercy and you closed your eyes as you enjoyed the feeling of his lips against yours.
When he finally pulled back, you opened your eyes and saw that you were both blushing like crazy. You both averted your gazes, feeling a little silly.
"You kissed well," You said but your words only made Genya blush harder, "T- thank you…"
"Oh yeah! Here," You pulled your phone out of your pocket and handed it to a confused Genya, "Your phone?"
"You should call your brother so he doesn't need to worry about where you went."
"Ah, true!"
#genya shinazugawa#kimetsu no yaiba#kimetsu academy#demon slayer#reader#reader insert#Fem!Reader#modern!Au#writing#my writing#story#my story#enjoy!
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Whumptober 2023
Day 20: Ugly sobbing/ Bad breakdown [Reader x L (Lawliet)] {Death Note}
This case had you frazzled to no end. You were certain L was right about most things... but you didn't like how close he was getting to Detective Yagami's son. There was no way to prove your hunch, not after the investigation lead to the conclusion of innocence, but you couldn't shake the feeling that there was something... off about him.
Even L had his suspicions before Detective Yagami held Light and Misa at gunpoint. But now it was as if you were the only one still on edge. A 17-year-old that only just graduated high-school and had very little experience in investigations or police work in general was not the most trustworthy sight.
And yet, it made you look jealous.
Maybe you were, on some level. But when both Light and Misa were so easily able to befriend L so quickly... you couldn't deny how it stung. Not to mention how little you'd done since this case started over and over again. You might as well be a potted plant for all the good you right now.
That's how L found you though, wallowing in your doubts and jealousy. You weren't sure how much longer you could hold yourself together...
"[Name]?" He shuffled toward your bed, "You okay? Watari said you haven't left your room much."
"Y-yeah." Your voice was shaky, ready to fall and betray you, "Just tired, haven't been feeling like myself is all."
L perched on the edge of your bed, "You don't say... If you need a break, I'm sure one of the detectives would go with you."
"Of course I can't do much myself." He shifted slightly, one hand finding your back, "With my cover of being a student... it would be a little weird for everyone who 'knows' me to see me with someone like you..."
Turning your head to face away, a blatant attempt to hide the tears forming in your eyes.
'Someone like you... someone like you...'
"So it would be 'normal' if you went with Light or Misa?"
"Probably... Light has positioned himself as my rival at the school." L knew where this was headed, "That factor could complicate things if it weren't for how much time we spend being seen together on campus. With Misa its different... she's already said she's dating Light quite openly..."
You stopped listening, stopped caring about the fake identities and fake friendships and fake people.
"I don't care." You snarled as you sat up, "I just want to be left alone!"
L's brow furrowed as he stared into your eyes, "I know you better than that [Name]. You aren't the kind to hide away, something is wrong and the sooner you tell me the sooner we can--"
"We? There's a we now?" The venom in your voice was as thick as the tears finally falling, "Cause I've heard these past few months is you and Light!"
"Is that what this is about?"
You huffed, turning away as you tucked your knees to your chest. While not a direct answer, L knew you... he knew all your little tells.
"[Name], I'm not replacing you." His hand rested on your arm, "You're quite literally my best friend. I don't know how, I don't know why. Someone like you being around someone like me is one of the few mysteries even I can't solve..."
A slight pause, "And I don't want to... I'd rather just be around you. Make sure you're okay and that you won't leave. Because that's the far more likely scenario... if we're being realistic..."
You sniffled, wiping at your eyes... trying to clean your face.
"[Name], would it help if we went somewhere? Just us and Watari?"
"I dunno..."
You sounded so defeated and pathetic, but L knew you needed something to get your mind out of this rut.
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Where do you see jj and kie after el dolrado? Like they have the gold but kie can’t go back home so do they slum it at the maybank house together ? Is they where you think there first time is ? Do you think jj scared of the commitment as well cos he loves her so much and doesn’t want to see her hurt
i honestly have no clue where they might be staying after el dorado! they're both still minors, so kiara can't exaclty just tell her parents to fuck off, and JJ's going to probably have to figre out emancipation or something like that at some point cause he can't just rent a place as a 17 year old, no matter how much money he has (unless the pates are just gonna ignore that too and you know what? I appreciate how much they avoid in order to not become a legal procedural cause these kids are breaking federal laws every five minutes). I don't know if we'll see Kiara at her house, but I can't imagine her parents just give up after Kitty Hawk - maybe finding out she was telling the truth the whole time about ward and the gold will force them to have a come-to-jesus moment and we'll see mike eat his fucking words?
i have written way more words about kiara and jj ending up at the maybank house than I ever thought I would, and I would love to see it, but I think JJ's goodbye to that house before they leave for South America is pretty final, so I don't think we'll be seeing too much of it in s4.
I have options running around my head. Tannyhill is a possibility, depending on where Rafe is. The condo Ward gave Sarah is another option. I can't imagine Heyward would turn all of them down, but there's not a whole lot of room for all the pogues in their house. idk!! i think it depends on how realistic the writers want to be with it.
also YES i think we'll get to see JJ's commitment issues come up and see him work through that, and I'm kind of excited to see him a little bit struggle with the romance of it all, you know?? I think it's going to be a very interesting dynamic and i'm excited to see it play out!!!!
#outer banks#obx#obx spoilers#obx s3 spoilers#jiara#i'm not here for a carrera parents redemption arc BUT i am here for a mike eating his words arc!!!!#pouring one out for the chateau right now cause that's been my go to answer for everything ever#maybe they'll rebuild the chateau????? idk.#honestly the writers could go any which way#it's like a game of whack a mole trying to cover all the places my mind goes with possibilities aksldjfhlkasjdfhasdf
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Echo - There For You 25 - Back Home
Warning: A Little Angst/ A Little Tension/ Fluff/ Slightly Suggestive
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When Echo returns from his unfortunately not very successful little trip, you are of course very happy that he is back. But you sense his disappointment at the failure of his venture. You may be quick to forgive Echo for taking off with your shuttle, but Hunter still has a bone to pick with your beloved.
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What Happened Before:
There For You 1 - I’ll Stay With you
2. Just You And Me
3. Under Cherry Blossoms
4. I Can’t Lose Her
5. The Scent Of Memories
6. A Little More Time
7. Heat In A Cold Night
8. Traditions
9. Revelations
10. Sweet And Painful
11. Tears In The Dark
12. Guilt
13. Everybody Needs Somebody
14. A Real Embrace
15. Veterans
16. Hidden Things
17. Delirium
18. Help Is On The Way
19. With A Bang
20. Permanent Damage
21. Until Some Day
22. No Things Left Unsaid
23. Ups And Downs
24 - Truth And Consequences
25 - Back Home
When you heard a shuttle, you looked out the window. It was your shuttle, Echo was back. You hurriedly went outside. When Echo came down the ramp, he saw you already standing there, arms crossed in front of your chest, one brow cocked at him.
He scratched the back of his head uncertainly, closed the ramp behind him, and finally walked toward you.
"Hello, Mesh'la," he said cautiously.
"Hello, Echo," you said quietly, but with an undertone that told him you were at least a little annoyed.
His crooked little smile could have softened stones, but you tried not to let it impress you for now.
"Since Crosshair didn't get off the shuttle with you, I'm assuming you didn't find him or your conversation didn't go as you'd hoped," you said thoughtfully.
Echo admitted, "The latter. Crosshair, unfortunately, could not be convinced to come back. He said he'd be back, eventually, just not now."
Arms still folded in front of your chest, you said, "You should have talked to me before you left, especially if you're going to use my shuttle to do it. Hunter was scared too, he thought I had run off with you. He's suffering enough with Crosshair gone, you should have told him first."
Echo shrugged helplessly and said meekly, "I left you a message, I was hoping you would talk to him."
You rolled your eyes and said, "Hunter is an early riser, he's usually already awake before I would even dream of getting out of bed. Of course, he saw that my shuttle was gone before I did."
Echo nodded and laughed softly, "Okay, good point."
He met your stern gaze and looked at you wide-eyed, "Are you mad at me?"
You made a weighing hand gesture and said, "A little, yes"
He grabbed your hand with his and brought it to his lips, kissing each knuckle, causing your cheeks to warm.
"What can I do to make you stop being mad?" he asked gently.
You shook your head and rolled your eyes again, but with a small smile and heated cheeks.
"You know very well that I can't stay mad at you for long".
His smile widened. Echo reached his arm around your body, pulled you towards him, held you tight and kissed your neck. A comforting shiver ran over your entire body. But behind you someone cleared his throat, which disturbed the pleasant togetherness.
"Excuse me, but can you maybe postpone the joyous reunion for a moment or two?" asked Hunter.
"Um, okay," you said, a little taken aback.
Echo kissed your cheek, let go of you, and said, "Wait for me in our room, okay?"
"Okay," you said quietly, giving him a kiss as well, and finally retreating past Hunter into the house. You already suspected that Hunter was a little pissed.
Hunter sighed before he began to speak.
"So just after one of our brothers left us, just taking off without talking to the rest of your brothers about it seemed like a good idea to you?", he snarled.
Echo sighed now as well, he avoided Hunter's gaze for a moment, when he looked at him again he said, "I wasn't planning on staying away long, besides I left my Cyare a note. I didn't really keep you guys in the dark about my intentions."
Hunter shook his head and murmured, "You still should have talked to me first before you just left. What if we needed you?"
Echo spread his arms placatingly and said, "I'm back here after all, I was only gone for two days. All I wanted to do was get Crosshair back. It didn't work, unfortunately."
Hunter asked after a moment's hesitation, "What did he say?"
"That he'll be back eventually, but that he doesn't know when that will be yet".
Hunter let out another deep sigh.
"I see."
Echo asked, "How is Tech doing in the meantime?"
"Better" Hunter replied, "Your girlfriend has been taking care of him while you were gone, building him up. He's already tinkering with something that should restore or at least improve his hearing."
Echo smiled, if anyone could build up Tech, it was certainly you.
"Sounds a lot better already. Honestly, I was worried if he was going to bounce back."
Hunter said, "Tech is a lot tougher than we often give him credit for"
"There you are!" rumbled Wrecker who came out of the house and toward the two, "We were worried!"
Echo said, "I know, Wrecker, Hunter has already lectured me"
Wrecker put a huge, heavy hand on Hunter's shoulder and said, "You weren't too hard on him, I hope"
"Of course not," Echo waved it off.
Wrecker looked at him and said, "Good to have you back."
"I wasn't gone very long," Echo said.
Wrecker nodded, but said, "Yes, that may be, but after Crosshair left, and you were suddenly gone too, it felt very strange"
"I did leave a note, didn't I?"
The giant shrugged his shoulders and said, "Still".
Echo smiled at his brother and promised, "Now I'm back, and you won't be getting rid of me anytime soon"
You looked up from your book when you heard the door to your bedroom open. Echo came in, he smiled at you, you felt that everything had gone well with Hunter, it showed on Echo's face, and relief flooded through you.
"Everything okay?" you asked gently.
"Everything is in the green."
He sat down next to you on the edge of the bed and gently stroked your neck.
"Where were we before?" he asked with a slightly suggestive undertone, leaning in to kiss your earlobe, the sensitive spot just behind your ear and down to your neck. Immediately, a pleasant heat rose inside you.
"You seem really glad to be back," you said with a smile and closed your eyes, focusing on his touch.
He laughed softly, playfully nibbling on your earlobe, and finally said, "Can you tell?"
"Indeed."
You turned your head to him, took his face in both hands and looked at him urgently.
"I know you really desire me, but right now you're trying to distract yourself from the fact that your little journey wasn't successful" you said very softly, leaning your forehead against his.
Echo swallowed, blinked, finally closed his eyes with a sigh and said in an afflicted voice, "He belongs here with us, this is his home."
"I know," you said softly and put your arms around his shoulder, hugging him.
He wrapped his healthy arm around you and asked gently, "Would it be so bad if I let my beloved Cyare distract me a little?"
A soft little laugh came out of your mouth before you said, "Not at all," and slid onto his lap.
Echo leaned back a little to look at you. His hand moved to your lower back, just above your butt, and pressed you closer to him, closer to his lap. There was a small, cheeky smile on his lips. If he had the choice, all his thoughts would be about you for the rest of his life.
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17 - Can You Keep A Secret??
Everything Changed At 21
Part 18
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It doesn't feel like it's been a few months since Luke changed my life but apparently that's what happens when you're on tour you lose track of time. Luke was scheduled to do a recording session with Jordan Davis for their new song they had written together. So he agreed to meet us in Austin, Texas. Laying on the bed in my hotel room Chlo bursts inside squealing with some tickets in her hands. Closing my notebook on my lap she bounced down onto the bed. "Holy crap. Rodeo tickets. How is this even possible!" I gasped snatching them from her hands. She shrugged her shoulders jumping up and down on her knees giddy over this. We had always wanted to go to a rodeo in Texas but didn't think our schedules would ever work until now.
"Wait we can't go Chloe. I told Luke I would go to his recording session with him today. Maybe you should just go without me." I dropped my hands in my lap. She crossed her arms over her chest getting up and tossing my phone to me quickly. "Call him right now. I think he will understand. Besides it's not like we're missing one of his concerts. Now please please call him." She gives me the puppy dog eyes begging on her knees in front of me on the floor. Pushing hair from my face I sighed dropping my shoulders at her in this moment. Typing his number I hit the call button pressing the phone to my ear feeling her gaze fixed on me. "Hey darling, what's up?" His southern accent asked through the phone. "Hey Lukey, so Chloe and I got Rodeo tickets but I remembered I agreed to help you-" He cuts me off making me smile even though he couldn't see it. "No go with your friend. I've got Carter with me. It's all good have fun." Chloe hung up the phone for me tugging me towards the closet to find outfits.
Chloe chose to drove this time since the last time we went on a girl trip was to party with Luke. She was wearing torn blue shorts and a white flower shirt. Plus some light brown boots that went to her ankles. She was wearing my cowgirl hat since she managed to steal one of Luke's baseball caps. I decided to wear some torn blue jeans and my boots. Tying the end of a orange flannel up so you could see the white shirt underneath. One of the bull riders manages to stay on for eight seconds so everyone starts cheering. Chloe reached into her pocket typing something on her phone but I didn't think anything of it. She was probably texting Carter for their date tonight. "Oh my gosh. You're Luke Bryan's girl!" A random girl screamed beside us making me whip my head around. "How did a girl like you get with him?" Another one asked in an annoyed tone a few rows above us. Looking down at the ground Chloe draped her arm over my shoulders pulling me back to the fun we were having. In the pit of my gut I was still concerned with my Luke and I were together.
Luke's POV
"You can buy dirt. And thank the good Lord for it. 'Cause He ain't makin' any more of it. So buy dirt. Find the one you can't live without. Get a ring, let your knee hit the ground. Do what you love but call it work. And throw a little money in the plate at church....Add a few limbs to your family tree." Jordan and I were both singing until I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket. Pulling out my phone it was a text from Chloe with something I had asked about her best friend. "I emailed you her address. We're at the rodeo now. Text me how it goes afterwards. I won't say a word." She sends a wink emjoi underneath. Running a hand through my hair I smiled the biggest grin I have since I met Y/n that night. "What has you smiling ear to ear?" Carter broke me from my trance sitting on one of the stools. "I'm heading to Y/n's parents place later tonight. To ask for their permission."
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The love hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood
Quotes
August 27th-September 16th
“ Right now she just needs out. The talk. Of the room. Of her own life.“-(ch 6)
“ You are such a smart-ass.”-Adam(ch 6)
“ He really did smell good. And he was funny in a weird, deadpan way, and yes, unknown ass, but friendly enough to her that she could sort of ignore that about him. Plus, he was spending a small fortune on sugar for her. Truly, she had nothing to complain about.“-(ch 6)
“ Wishing she’d gone ahead and drawn 20 dicks all over Anh's face.”-(ch 6)
“Right. Yes. Good suggestion. Olive did breath, and and the act made her realize that she hadn't done that in a while.”- Olive(ch 6)
“He looked…Not gross.”-Olive(ch 6)
“He's really into you. I can tell from the way he stares at you.”-Anh(ch 6)
“Because this was her life, and these were her poor, moronic, hare brained choices.”-Olive(ch 7)
“And the way he looked at her, kind and curious and patient…she must be hallucinating it.”-Olive(ch 7)
“I wish you were Salt-and-Vinegar chips.”-Olive (ch 18)
“You would, wouldn't you? Hate everything that is delicious and lovely and comforting.”- Olive (ch 8)
“You just want to live in your dark, bitter world made of black coffee and plain bagels with plain cream cheese. And occasionally salt-and-vinegar chips.”(ch 8)
“Olive had to convince her lungs not to stop working, to keep taking in oxygen.”-(ch 8)
“Public speaking, or even one-on-one situations where I have to impress people. That's the worst, actually. I hate it so much- my head explodes and I freeze and everyone is looking at me ready to judge me and my tongue paralyzes and I start wishing that I was dead and then that the world was dead.”-Olive(ch 8)
“I don't know. Maybe my brain is broken.”-Olive(ch 8)
“Olive, you should talk about it. And let yourself be weepy.”-Adam(ch 8)
“She was fine, this was fine, she could cry about this later.”-Olive(ch 9)
“She felt so safe with him.Invincible. A true slayer. He turned her into a powerful, ferocious person.”-Olive(ch 17)
“He was always handsome, but now, in the witching hour, he took her breath away.”-Olive(ch 17)
“Who needs to say ‘I love you’ in every language? People barely need it in one. Sometimes not even in one.”-Olive(ch 17)
“She'd been better off not knowing how attractive he sounded when speaking another language.”-Olive(ch 17)
“She’d braced herself, but it still felt like a punch in the sternum that left her void of air. Caused her stomach to twist and her heart to drop.”-Olive(ch 17)
“Olive wondered a lot of things, then told herself to stop. It wouldn't matter less, now.”-Olive(ch 18)
“It was a weird kind of ache, jealousy . Confusing, unfamiliar, not something she was used to. Half cutting, half disorienting and aimless, so different from the loneliness she’d felt since she was fifteen.”-(ch 18)
“Because I'm starting to wonder if this is what being in love is. Being okay with ripping yourself to shreds. So the other person can stay whole.”-Olive(ch 18)
“They closed their eyes and let themselves just be, here, with each other, quite, still, one last time.”-(ch 19)
“When she heard the click at the door of the door closing behind her, it was like falling from a great height.”-(ch 18)
“Something inside her- her heart, very possibly- was broken in several large pieces, not shattered as much as neatly snapped in half, and then in half again.”-(ch 19)
“Her heart may be broken but her brain was doing just fine.”-(ch 19)
“She cursed herself for never checking the peephole. She truly deserved to be axed by a serial killer.”-(ch 19)
“Olive was not in the mood for socializing, or beer, or freedom trails, but at some point she was going to have to learn to productively navigate society with a broken heart.”-(ch 19)
“She told herself that she needed to be strong, to be pragmatic, to be numb.”-(ch 19)
“He's the most disgusting, detestable, shameful, disgraceful human being. I hope he has explosive diarrhea as we speak. I hope he gets genital warts. I hope he gets genital warts. I hope he has to live saddled by the largest, most painful, hemorrhoid in the universe.”-Malcolm(ch 19)
“Nuh-uh, this is a hallmark movie. Or a poorly written young adult novel. That will not sell well. Olive, tell Malcolm to keep his day job, he'll never make it as a writer.”-Anh(ch 19)
“God, ol, you're such an idiot. But a way lovable idiot, and my idiot.”-Anh(ch 19)
“You two can be so smart and yet so slow.”-Malcolm(ch 19)
“People who cross me will come to regret it.”-(ch 20)
“A lot of lies. So many lies she'd told, so many true things she could have said but never did, all because she'd been scared of the truth, of driving the people she moved away from her. All because she'd been afraid to lose them. All because she didn't want to be alone again.”-(ch 20)
“Her voice was barely audible in the chaos going on around them, but it was what got through to him.”-(ch 20)
“He was warm, and smelled like himself, like safe and home.”-Olive(ch 20)
“Did this fortune cookie just throw shade at me?”-Holden(ch 20)
“You can fall in love:someone will catch you.”-(ch 20)
“I don't like twenty- five- year-olds who act like toddlers. I don't mind them if they're actually three.”-Adam(ch 20)
“She loved him even more for it. For looking at her like she was the beginning and end of his every thought.”-(ch 20)
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I posted 407 times in 2022
That's 407 more posts than 2021!
72 posts created (18%)
335 posts reblogged (82%)
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#5
Incorrect quote
Y/n: *imitating Crowley * you are so lucky I am so gracious and wonderful, so benevolent.
Ace:*snickering* truly. You are even more benevolent that the great sea witch herself.
Azul,who's in the room:....... I'm right here you know
Based on a convo with a friend
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#4
Could I have Malleus for prompt 3?? It'd be really cute having them trying to figure it out together
The icing on the dragon
Day nine: prompt 3: making a gingerbread house. Malleus draconia x reader
Cw
An
Another staple of the winter holiday season, is making gingerbread houses. Big, small, amature or professional, it doesnt matter, a gingerbread house is a gingerbread house. And it was no different for night raven college.
Now, night raven college has an annual gingerbread house making competition. For the past three years, trey and his team has won each time. But y/n was hoping to change that. And for help with that, they recruited their dragon fae partner…
…who has never made a gingerbread house.
“Why can i not use magic child of man, the other teams will be.”
“Because, tsuno tarou, we should make it from scratch, with our hands. It may not turn out the best, but the judges will see that it was made with love.” malleus shook his head, but would comply with his partner.
Now, without much experience, making a gingerbread house can be tough. And it was no different for the dark fae prince of briar valley.
Hands covered in icing, he groaned as the roof fell off, yet again. “Child of man, this is a mighty difficult task. What is the reward you hope to receive from doing this all by hand?”
“Well, tsunotarou,” they hummed, and put some icing from their finger on his nose. “I wanted to have fun making something with you. “ the dragons eyes widened and he looked at his nose, before smiling and looking at his partner.
“Truely you do have no fear child of man. “ he smiled, pulling them closer with his icing covered hands on their shoulders. “But thats what i love about you. Ill try more, just for you.”
They did no end up winning, but before the building was over they ended up both covered in icing.
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-queer.lord
Sorry for it being late yet again, but i hope it was good enough. Malleus may be out of character, but i tried. I hope you enjoyed, requests are still open, you can find the prompt list HERE and the masterlist HERE. and ill be uploading another today, so see you then
90 notes - Posted December 10, 2022
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I would like to request prompt 8 with Ace!!🤭
Mistletoe Menace
Day one: prompt 8 “stop trying to get me to walk under the mistletoe” ace trappola x reader
Cw: mistletoe, tricks. Mostly funny
Authors note: welcome to the first day of A Very Twisted Christmas, hope you enjoy it!
The holidays, a lovely time, and full of traditions and magic. Snow was on the ground and tinsel was being thrown around. Along with all of the other traditions, the mistletoe was hung all around.
Now we have no idea why that would be, seeing as it's a school, but who knows. It seemed likely that Crowley would be shipping his students.
Or maybe it was Cater, he also seemed to be a likely culprit.
Whoevers fault it was, it was now y/ns problem. Having to duck out of the way of the mistletoe, just to be cautious. Though it seemed, someone didn't get the memo.
“Hey n/n! Come look at this thing on the ground!”
“Hey n/n! There's a hole in the floor, and deuce fell down it! Come look!” deuce was not pleased in being used as a ploy, especially since he was standing next to y/n.
“Hey n/n! Come get your notebook” the redhead waved it. And y/n shook their head, opting to go without the notebook until he gave in and gave it back.
“n/n! Come look at this!” y/n, did not in fact, go and look at it, and walked the other way.
Ace then came up with more, shall we say, daring tactics.
“Trappola stop running in the hall- why the heck do you have a beanie with mistletoe attached to it???” y/n did not come out from hiding behind Vil the rest of the day. Who was not having any of the card's antics.
“Spudling, if your gonna try to get a kiss, at the bare minimum do not wear a potato brown hat while doing so”
“Ace, what are you doing with my shampoo?” The boy looked meek, getting caught in the act.
“...putting mistletoe in it?”
“Get out.”
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“We will not throw a hedgehog with mistletoe attached to it so you can trick y/n into kissing you, ace!” Trey shook his head. Cater was down. But Trey put his foot down.
“Ace, you gotta stop trying to get me under the mistletoe” y/n finally sighed, exasperated. Ace huffed.
“Well, stop dodging all my attempts!” y/n shook their head.
“You know you didn't have to try and trick me under it, right?”
“.... what?” Y/N shook their head, before approaching the red head.
“Now try looking up, trappola” the boy looked up, making an o on his face. Right above them, was indeed, mistletoe. y/n smiled and kissed his cheek. “Merry christmas ace” they hummed, before darting off. It took a moment for the boy to register what happened. Before chasing after y/n.
“Get back hear you- you mistletoe menace!”
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Short, but sweet, and pretty funny. Thanks to the anon who requested this, and I hope you enjoyed it. Welcome to A Very Twisted Christmas , and I hope day one was satisfactory!
-queer.lord
92 notes - Posted December 1, 2022
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Didnt know wherelse to go pt2
Prompt:
Looking up at the boys, swaying slightly as they’re close to passing out, mumbling “..didnt know where else to go…” the collapsing into their arms
y/ns sick, and after dark on a week off school, appears at the entrance of the boys dorms, before passing out.
Characters:riddle, ace, jade, vil, silver, floyd, rook, sebek
a/n: the first one was very highly received and liked, so i figured id do another one cause i dont have time yet again, but still wanted to write again
Heacannons below the cut
Riddle
He was finishing up making sure everything was taken care of for the next day, the unbirthday party, when you stumbled in.
He nearly scolded you for coming so late without warning, before taking a look at you.
He can immediately tell your sick, hes studying to be a doctor after all.
You mutter your line, before passing out onto the floor.
well actually he quickly slid to catch you, but he will never admit it and no one witnessed it
He picks you up and carries you to his room, so his noisy, nosey dormmates would leave you alone
He has the medications that you would need in his room, for studying, so hes all set.
Covers you with another blanket, sitting in the chair in his room.
Thats where youll find him when you wake up, though it seems hes dozed off.
Will nurse you back to health, while lightly scolding you, telling you to take better care of yourself and not to get sick again, cause he wont be taking care of you again
He totally will be though
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My #1 post of 2022
Didn't know where else to go
Prompt:
Looking up at the boys, swaying slightly as they’re close to passing out, mumbling “..didnt know where else to go…” the collapsing into their arms
y/ns sick, and after dark on a week off school, appears at the entrance of the boys dorms, before passing out.
Characters: idia, epel, ruggie, jack, leona, deuce, azul, kalim, trey, malleus and lilia (a few of my faves essentially.)
a/n: i wanted to create something for you all, but im not feeling the best (mostly just dizzy, dont worry to much) so this is a fluffy comfort headcannons thing for me, but if you want i can do a part 2 (minus jamil,)
All of these are both platonic or romantic, you can definitely decide for yourself,
Headcannons below the cut
Deuce:
The shock on his face when he sees you exit the mirror, bundled in a ragged blanket from ramshackle, was already too much, much less you passing out.
Immediately catched you however he can and rushed back into the dorm house, shouting, which had agitated riddle
Until he saw you in that state and allowed deuce a pass.
Kicks everyone off the couch to lay you there
Riddle had trey get some medication, while helping out brew some tea for you.
Deuce was very frantic, staying with you, and was trying to wake you before cater stopped him, saying you needed to sleep to get better.
When you wake up, its dark, and your warm, bundled in a better blanket,
Riddle had made everyone go to sleep on time, but deuce stayed with you.
When you look around and attempt to sit up, you see him sitting on the floor by the couch
The movement jolted him out of his thoughts, making you stay laying down for a bit.
You heart warmed slightly at his efforts,
He basically nursed you back to health, with the help of his dormmates. (ace was keeping an eye on grim for you, the sweetheart)
Lots of cursing crowley for letting this happen to you
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Pairing: volleyball player!Juyeon × volleyball player! fem reader
Genre: Smut, enemies with benefits
Word Count: 2.3k
Warnings: swearing, unprotected sex, rough/hate (?) sex, usage of the word slut, mentions of choking and spanking, lowkey public sex, brief fingering
a/n: i know juyeon is not holding a volleyball but let's just pretend. i got this idea from listening to lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off by panic! at the disco 🤠 i'm not sure if i like the ending but,,, (@annyeongffs enjoy bb)
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“Okay guys, let’s wrap up for today. Both teams did great!” The coach called and everyone got out of their positions, stretching out the tense muscles and walking out of court. “Nuh uh, minus you two Juyeon and Y/N.” He called again making you stop in your tracks. “You’re gonna take the volleyballs and net to the equipment room and pump up the basketballs. That’s what you get for arguing and swearing at each other every five minutes even during practice.”
You cursed under your breath sending a death glare towards Juyeon, who just looked at you expressionless. ‘Stupid son of a bitch.’
The coach left the court with the remaining of your team mates that waved at you from afar. You waved back and went to collect the scattered balls letting the boy get the net, since he was taller.
“If you weren’t so annoying, I could be going to my dorm right now.” He said when you walked past him on your way to the equipment room. You thought in giving a rude reply but bit your tongue not to curse back at him, already feeling your blood boil. “I'm talking to you.” You turned on your heel to face him.
“What do you mean? It’s your fault! You were throwing the ball too far for me to catch it in time!” You snarled.
“Isn’t it the whole point? Make the ball touch the floor on your adversary's side? I think you're just complaining because you're not that good of a player." Juyeon had just finished getting the net out of the first pole and glared at you with a raised brow. He really was getting under your skin.
"For your information, I'm the second best in the female team. I just can't deal with bullshit coming from a jerk like you."
Fuming, you turned your back again, walking away to fight back the temptation of throwing one of the balls in your arms directly at his annoying handsome face. Juyeon knew exactly how to get on your nerves and you couldn't stand having to be in the same room with him for too long without getting annoyed or bickering.
You were looking into the lockers searching for a second air pump, since there wasn't any other way and you had to pump up the balls, the best option was to you two do it separately so you could go home as soon as possible. While you were at it Juyeon entered the equipment room bringing the net and you quickly thought of a way to get yourself out of that situation.
"Here, the air pump." You handed him the object, to which he accepted but kept looking at you puzzled. "I didn't find another one, so, you do it."
"And what you're gonna do?"
"Go home!? What else do you expect me to do? Blow out the balls like they're balloons?" Your eyes rolled at how he scoffed at you, arms crossing in front of your body.
"I mean, I know something else you'd like to blow." A cheeky grin grew on his lips and past scenes of his dick on your mouth flashed through your mind.
“Shut the fuck up, will you? You’re so fucking annoying.” You raised your voice taking the boy aback for a moment, your jaw clenched and brows furrowed. “I can’t even stand looking at y-"
The words died at your throat as Juyeon dropped the air pump to grab your jaw firmly, pushing you up against the nearest wall. He was close, his tall figure towering over yours as he looked down at you with dark eyes.
“If you want to yell at me so bad, then I'll give you a reason to do so.” He muttered through gritted teeth and you could feel he was getting mad as well.
“Fuck you.” You scoffed trying to masquerade the fact that your heart was beating fast.
“Oh, you just did on semi-finals night, darling.” Juyeon let go of your face to brush his knuckles against the skin of your cheek, trailing south till it reached the side of your neck. You wished you didn’t shiver at the light touch, making it obvious to him that you enjoyed it. “Speaking of which, where have you been these past weeks? Were you too busy with that asshole from the basketball team?”
You didn’t even notice when you started to hold your breath but you were already feeling intoxicated by the low tone of his voice, knowing exactly what he was implying. His longs fingers wrapping around your throat not helping at all, and you thanked the sound of your racing heart wasn’t audible.
“Why? Jealous much?” It took everything in you to let that out in a disinterested voice, sticking to an attitude not to let him win in any circumstance.
“C'mon, doll, you know I'd never date you; this is just for the fun. You’re just someone to hook up with.” He took a step closer, few inches away to press his body against yours. His skin was still glistening from the after practice sweat and you could almost say he looked hot, even though your mouth told otherwise.
“And that’s all you can get after all. You’re good in bed but you’re as charming as a rock. No surprise you’re single.” Juyeon quirked a brow, his eyes dark as ever.
“Aw, you’re not attracted to me? Yeah, keep lying to yourself, darling. This is the most fun you can have besides taking your clothes off, isn’t it?” His breath fanned at your lips as the grip on your throat tightened, making him chuckle when a small moan dared to scape you. “Gosh, I really missed your pretty little pussy swallowing my dick and you screaming my name.”
You hated Juyeon to the moon and back with your whole being. He was arrogant, full of himself and egocentric, but what you hated the most was the fact that he knew how to touch you and make you feel things in a way you’d never experienced before, and you’d never admit that out loud. You'd never admit to his face how you also missed him pounding into you while you hooked up with other guys.
It was hard to recall when or even how you two started having this type of relationship, an 'enemies with benefits' kind you could say, because you clearly weren’t friends at all. You would pay not to have to spend the practice time looking at his face, and Juyeon would rather die than bumping into you in the hallways.
But both couldn’t deny the sexual tension, and maybe that’s what led you to it, or maybe that was only a tactic to release stress, and you just happened to be there for each other. What’s a better way to calm your nerves than fucking your enemy? The sex was great after all and you couldn’t name any other boy who has ever made you cum so hard. Perhaps the hate towards each other really did add fuel to the fire and made things more interesting, competing who could make the other orgasm the fastest.
"I hate you so much." You said trying not to moan again when Juyeon pressed his torso against yours, sneaking his knee between your thighs, to which you rolled your hips grinding down on it.
"It's reciprocal, I just like to fuck you dumb." His hands went to your waist, grabbing hard and pulling you more into him. You were already melting at the tip of his fingers and didn't think twice before crashing your lips together and tugged at his hair with force as he moved his leg to cause more friction on your core. His big hands roaming all over your body roughly and squeezing your ass. A hiss came out of Juyeon's lips when you scratched his back underneath the shirt, sure to leave red marks. "Don't start a game you know you're gonna lose."
Juyeon pulled you by the wrist to the old desk to careless bend you over it. You couldn't lie saying you didn't like how everything was rough with him, it made a shiver run down your spine every time he kissed you hard and pulled your hair as you cursed at him digging your nails into his skin. He never cared about whether or not he was leaving bruises on your hips, neck and inner thighs, but neither did you. You secretly enjoyed admiring them later in the mirror.
“Here? Really?”
“It’s not like we haven’t done this before. Plus, everyone left, you can scream all you want.” A hand came down hard on your right ass cheek making you yelp. Another smack on the left side and you winced in pain arching your back. “You look good in the team's uniform, but look even better when I'm filling you up.”
He massaged your ass before harshly pulling your tight shorts down to your ankles and you stepped out of them, feeling his hands travel up your legs and holding your hips to press his hard on on your clothed core. You sighed grinding against him, your mind already getting hazy.
The boy brought you up to leave hungry kisses down your neck and bit on the curvature. Your breath hitched when his short nails raked the skin of your belly and you let your head rest on his shoulder, closing your eyes lost in the sensations. “Now tell me, is it still me that makes you sweat? Did you think of me when you were in bed with them?” He growled in your ear biting your lobe, making you grind harder.
“Not even for a second, didn’t even cross my mind.” Lucky you your mouth worked faster than your body so you didn’t dumbly nod agreeing with him. “You’re good but not the best.” You weren’t even ashamed in lying.
Juyeon let out a dark chuckle and grabbed your throat while the other hand squeezed one of your breasts. “We both know I've got a hotter touch, a better fuck than any guy you’ll ever meet. Or else you wouldn’t be coming back begging for my cock whenever you feel horny.”
“You wish.”
“Then why are you still here?” He teased licking your neck and smirked when you shuddered.
“Didn’t you say you missed my pussy? Then fuck me already.” You huffed impatient to which his only answer was to rub circles in your clit over your damp underwear. Juyeon pushed you back to bend over the desk, quickly and roughly pulling your panties down that you’d had stumbled if you were standing straight. “You’re gonna rip my panties, you asshole.”
He scoffed, slapping you once again. “You didn’t complain the other times I did.” His hand palmed himself through the shorts while the other went to your core, fingers playing with your wet folds. You whimpered when he slid one digit inside and added a second right after already moving, making your back arch. “Think I need to remind you that you’re just a fuck toy, not some porcelain doll. They must’ve treated you so nicely, but you like it rough, don’t you?”
Juyeon removed his fingers from you and pulled his own shorts down just enough to free his member and teased your slit with the tip, making you bite your lip in anticipation. Your breath got cut short when he gripped your waist and pushed in in one quick thrust, his cock disappearing into your warmth and your pussy clenched at the feeling of every inch of him stretching you open.
He didn't give you time to even take a deep breath and started moving in a fast pace, grabbing your hips with force. You could feel your whole body getting hot, sweat starting to form on your temples, skin prickling. "How someone so annoying like you have a pussy so good?" He groaned giving a hard, sharp thrust making you gasp and lifted your right leg to put over the desk. You were there so open for him; bent over that he could do anything. And you enjoyed every part of it.
Breathy moans were leaving your lips mixing with obscene wet sounds from your dripping cunt and his hips slamming yours recklessly now, going deeper and deeper inside you. Juyeon was holding you so strong and digging his nails in your skin that you were sure it'd leave bruises. "F-fuck, Juyeon!" You screamed out when he pulled almost all of his length out just to pushed it back in with a quick motion. He smirked to himself and kept repeating it, just to see you writhe and lose your mind.
His hand pulled your ponytail to which you winced but couldn't contain a moan. Your knuckles were turning white holding onto the desk for dear life as Juyeon completely rammed into you. "Not so talkative right now, huh?" He grabbed both your arms, pinning them behind your back with his own hands. "Look at you clenching so desperately. Gonna cum on my cock like a good slut?" His voice was low, watching your whole body shake as you approached your high, loud and breathy sounds escaping your lips.
You came crying out his name, shaking violently and trying to roll your hips back to get more of him. Juyeon pulled out slowly, feeling your walls fluttering and you whimpered at the emptiness. Even though you were sensitive, Juyeon's dick was so good that it never failed to make you want more and more.
A last sigh left you before you got pushed to your knees facing his cock. "Now be the good little slut and you are and put this mouth to a better use."
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Love spell
MINORS DNI (I know I can not stop you but if I find out, you will be blocked.) This is my first time writing a fan fiction on Tumblr, let's see how this goes !
Warnings: Degrading, face fucking, explicit description, oral male receiving, sexual acts using toys. (Let me know if I missed any)
As a young girl, you believed in finding your prince charming, he'd swoop in on his mighty steed and steal your heart. You'd be enamored by his wits and courage, and he your beauty and intelligence. "The one".
At the age of 17, a high school student obsessed with the idea of traditional love. You found him. Your one and only, but he was far from prince charming, he didn't ride a mighty steed nor own a castle, but he was yours and you love him. Your highschool sweetheart, you both have cried together, laughed together, experienced many emotions together. You, in many ways, were each other's firsts.
First break down, first date, first hand holding, first kiss, first lover, and after a year of dating, you were each others' first time.
You could still remember the night, you have both been planning this for months. On your one year anniversary, you would get a room for the night at a local love hotel, there would be soft music playing, dimmed lights, candles burning, and that's where and how he take your virginity and you his. Perfect.
It didn't go that way to say the least, being very inexperienced. The first time he tried to penetrate you, you pushed him off and hide under the blanket saying, "that's not going to fit", during foreplay you accidentally hit his head with your own, not to mention almost setting the room on fire with the lit candles. But after many laughs and giggles, you successfully lost your virginity to him and you couldn't be happier.
It was far from movie perfect but for both you and him it was everything and more.
Present day you are almost two years into your relationship and you both couldn't be happier. Draken treated you with the utmost respect and care, he always takes care of you, there's barely any arguments between the two of you. Everything is perfect. Kind of.
That's how you found yourself in the streets of Shibuya's red light district, near the brothel where your lover grew up in, so you think. You looked down at your phone.
"Shit!" You hit the side of your phone as it read "connection lost, rerouting", this had been the third time it has done this, you zoned out while trying to fix your phone so you can actually make it to your destination before it gets too late. You didn't hear the woman calling your name.
"Y/N!" You felt a hand gripping your shoulder, spinning you around to face them.
"Oh! Akai!" You exclaimed happily as you locked eyes with the person in front of you, a younger woman in a red silk dress, short blonde hair with long lashes.
"What are you doing out here? It's late. Shouldn't you be home by now?" She asked in a concerned tone looking you up and down. You wore an all black hoodie with baby yellow accents, along with black joggers.
"Oh, well, I'm was looking for you." You said bashfully with a slight giggle in your tone.
"Oh?" Akai questioned.
"Well, not you specifically but the hotel! You see, I got lost trying to find it and my stupid phone keeps rerouting me!" You complained, while pushing your phone in her face to show her your problem. She simply laughs, she locks arms with yours.
"Dont worry, big sister Akai will take you there, then you can explain why you're looking for us in the first place." Akai said with a wink.
A few minutes passed and you've arrived at the brothel, she brought you a drink and sat you down in her room with a couple of other girls, you all on the floor together, after short introductions and small talk Akai 'cut to the chase' as she likes to say. Chugging her bottle of beer, she looked at you with her slightly flushed face, along with the rest of the girls there.
"Spill the beans, whats going on? Trouble in paradise?" Akai smirked crawling her way towards you. You lifted your knees to your chest wondering if you should even be here, was this a stupid idea? You must've sat with your thoughts for a while, Akai looked at you with a bit of sadness in her eyes.
You could feel your face heating up with embarrassment, your heart was beating out of your chest. You figured this would be the best place to go to learn how to do it but what if they would make fun of you? What if they tell Draken? You really didn't think this through as well as you should have.
"Hey, whatever is going on.. You can tell us, we see you like our little sister ya' know?" She says with a smile, wrapping her arm around your shoulder to comfort you. Shes always been like this, ever since she walked in on you and Draken kissing, she's been the biggest help and supporter of your relationship. You couldn't ask for a better friend.
With a deep breath you decide tell them your issues, you were here anyways.
"Okay, so, I want to learn how to give oral." You said looking down at the ground fiddling your fingers, quite embarrassed about what you just said.
"Draken has, well, done it to me a couple of times and I wanted to return the favor. The thing is, everytime I try he rejects me. Telling me, 'i don't have to do things like that'. He's so considerate sometimes it pisses me off." You ranges to the girls as they listened with opening ears.
"I mean, what type of guy rejects a blow job? It's not like he has erectile dysfunction or his dick is small. I just don't get it." You were practically fuming at the memory of him pushing him off of you as you tried to suck him off.
"Maybe he's just shy?" One of the girl's offered her opinion.
"Oh no, this man is not shy! At all" You explained remembering some of the down right filthiest things he's muttered in your ears during your time together. "He's anything but that."
"Maybe he's scared you'll bite it." Akai said causing herself and others to snicker at her comment. You could only sigh.
"Would I be that bad my first time?" You muttered to yourself.
"Everybody is, it's a practice thing." Akai explained, she got up to grab herself another bottle of beer. "What you need, is practice." She smirked handing you the bottle.
"Yeah, but how? He won't let me." You said tilting your head at her statement, taking the bottle out her hand.
"Alright girlies, get out." Akai said while looking at the other women in the room with the two of you.
"Ehhh? Whyy? We wanna help too!" One of the girl exclaimed, getting multiple replies of other girls who agree.
"We don't wanna make Y/n feel any more embarrassed than she already does." Also sighed at the childish responses of her coworkers.
You were hiding your face in your phone at this point, it was honestly one of your worst ideas, but if it helped you with Draken it was worth it.
Small "awh man", "I wanted to hear more", and other complaints came out their mouths as they left the room one by one. You waves goodbye to the girls muttering a small thank you to them for listening.
"Alright!" Akai exclaimed while squatting down to reach under her bed, pulling out a box full of,
"Toys! The best practice you can get in such a small amount of time." She smirked pushing the box towards you. You could feel the blood rush to your face as you stared at the box filled with sex toys, you're far from innocent but there's still things you've never used or seen before, toys being one of them. Akai dug in the box full of excitement.
"I'll be your first!" She smirked, she pulled out multiple many toys just throwing them out the box without a care as to where they'll land. Finally, she pulled out an unopened box, "private fun" read the lable, it was all black with dark purple letters on it, it was a sleek box, very fancy to say the least.
"I haven't used this one yet, considering I never feel the need to. This'll be my first gift to you." She said tossing the box to you while looking for something else in her closet.
"Just what exactly is this?" You asked picking up the box to further examine it.
"A dildo! Duh." She said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world,
"Oh! And this!" She threw a small bottle towards you, "Love spell" a small pink bottle that could be mistaken for a 5-hour energy drink.
"Draken won't be back home for a while, which means, we have around" She looked at the clock hanging on her wall, "an hour and thirty minutes. Which is just enough time!"
"Wait wait wait!" You looked at her with complete confusion, "I have no idea what's going on! Why do I need all of this?" You looked at your hand and the items that are now in your possession, "Love spell", a dildo, and beer.
"Welllllll," Akai said drawing out the word, "You need practice, not like you can fuck a rando before Draken gets back, you also need liquid courage and a secret weapon!" She explained. "Now we don't have much time, chug both the beer and our secret weapon." She winked at you.
You're really starting to reject your decision, but there's no backing out now. You opened the bottle of whatever was in the pink container and chugged it down, quickly opening the beer to help with the bitter taste of the first liquid. It could show on your face the level of disgust you had for drinking this, you could never understand how Draken drank beer all the time, and whatever the hell this 'love spell' is taste disgusting. It was bitter and tangy, it even overpowered the beer.
Akai worked on opening the package to the dildo, while you were dealing with the taste of the liquids you just drank. She looked at you with menacing eyes and a devious smile that sent shivers down your spine.
She stood up and squatted in front of you holding that item in her hand as if it was nothing. Your eyes widened at the sight of it, it was big, yet flimsy. It was a pretty light blue color for such a naughty item.
"Take it." She handed you the dildo, "grip it with both hands." And so you did it. Following her every command.
"N-Now what?" You questioned feeling slight tipsy from the bottle of beer you just chugged, your face flushed from either holding a dildo or the beer, you couldn't tell, but it made this whole situation a lot worse for your lower region.
"Open." Akai tapped the bottom of your chin telling you to open your mouth, and so you did with the most innocent look in your eyes.
"Slowly bring it to your mouth, you want to tease him, lick the tip." You stuck your tongue out making small swirls onto the tip of the fake cock, "Alright, now slowly take it in, don't force anything." You opened your mouth wider to take in the inches of the cock, bringing it to the back of your throat causing you to choke and gag as it hit it. You quickly pulled the fake dick out and began to cough.
"I told you slowly. Let's try again." She squished your face with a hand pulling it up, the other held onto the dildo. "Open." She said again and you did. She guided the dildo into your mouth, slowly moving it in and out, barley reaching the back of your throat. "Breathe through your nose, don't panic." She said as she began to pick up the pace. Rapidly moving the dildo in and out. "Use your tongue at the bottom of it, stick it out." She commanded. Spit began to drip from the side of your mouth onto the floor, you felt as if you were losing yourself. Tears welled in your eyes as you swallowed down the dildo. It wasnt even real, it wasn't even Draken's but for some reason it made your head pound and your pussy twitch with excitement. If this feels as good as it does, you couldn't help but wonder how Draken's would feel, how it would feel against the back of your throat.
Akai picked up on the pace making the dildo hit the back of your throat causing you to convulse onto the dildo, you close an eye and winces as it attacked your throat.
"Try it yourself." She said letting go, letting you have full control. You started slow, pushing the dildo in and out your mouth as she did, trying to follow her lead. You tried to take more of it, you shoved the dildo deep into your throat, forcing all the inches into your mouth, you could feel it bulge through your throat as held it in place forcing you to choke on it. You felt your warm tears drip down your face, you weren't letting up. You wanted to feel it down your throat, the warm, the tightness, you wanted to feel Draken. You finally pulled it out, watching as the inches slipped out of your mouth.
"Guess what bottle really did wonders!" Akai giggled. "Deepthroating huh? You're basically a pro." You looked at her with a stained face, drool down the side of your mouth, and glassy eyes. You finally felt the embarrassment hit you, you covered your face dropping the dildo onto the ground making incoherent noises.
"I think you're ready." She smirked patting your head watching you in distress.
"I am?" You questioned, it was that easy?
"Yep! Actually, take this." She tossed you one last thing before telling you to go wait in his room. As you walked to his room you felt your head ring, the only thing you could hear was the needy throbbing of your inner walls. You couldn't wait for Draken to get back, just what did Akai give you? You had no time to be embarrassed about what you just did in the other room, you just wanted him. All of him.
You found yourself in his barley lit room, sitting on his bed. It was him, his scent, you could feel him around you even if he wasn't physically present. Your inner walls clenched at the thought of your boyfriend. You changed out of your clothes and into what Akai gave you, it was a sleek princess pink teddy with a deep V neck to perfectly show off your breasts. There were straps in the back that cupped your ass making it look juicier than before. There was a deep slit in the middle of the dress, a small move and not only would your stomach be revealed but your pussy would be as well. You made your way over to his bed to wait, you sat down and got engulfed in his smell. It was painful to just wait, the way your panties got wetter by the second, you decided to lay down but it only got worse. Minutes passed by but it felt like hours, you wanted to call him and tell him to hurry but you already showed up unannounced. You didn't want to pester him anymore, so you waited. You don't know when but you found your walls squeezing your fingers tightly as you moved them in and out. Moans and a wet sound filled the room as you toyed with yourself. Your face was in his pillow breathing him in as your other hand was toying with your breasts, pinching, squeezing, and pulling your nipples. It felt good but not good enough, it couldn't bring you to that high that Draken could. You found yourself calling him out, chanting his him like a mantra underneath your moans. You didn't even notice when he came in the room.
"Y/N?" Draken called out as he closed the door. The look on his face was priceless, his gaping mouth and widened eyes as he looked at the sight of you being so desperate for him calling out his name with fingers inside your cunt.
"D-Draken, m'sorry, couldnt wait. Need you." You whined. Pushing your fingers deeper making your back arch. At this point, he was stunned. The shy girl who never seeked anything sexual, the same girl who blushes when they held hands even after being together all the time. That girl was fingering herself on his bed begging for his cock. It was an instant turn on.
"S'all your fault!" You cried out with tears in your eyes, you got up and looked him in the eyes. "All cause you won't let me touch you..." You pouted.
"Ha? What are you talking about?" Draken questioned you. You weren't paying attention to him, you crawled from the bed stepping on the cold floor with your bare feet. You got on your hands and knees in front of Draken, looking at him with the utmost admiration, but behind those eyes was a look of neediness.
"W-What are you doing?" He watched as you played with his belt buckle, you locked eyes with him once more,
"Can't I?" You asked, kissing the bulge through his pants, "Want you, wanna feel you in my throat." You pulled his pants down revealing his boxers, you rubbed your hand feeling the hardness through the fabric, placing small kisses on it while you you waited for a go, a sign, anything.
"Shit Y/n, who knew you could be so slutty hm?" Draken smirked, "Go ahead." You beamed a smile at him as you pulled his boxers down revealing his harden cock. This is the first time you've seen it up close, it's pretty. It almost looks angry with how flushed it is on the top.
You began to kiss his freed cock, starting from the shaft up, remembering what Akai taught you. Tease him. Littering his cock with kisses, you reached the tip, you began to leave small kitten licks, swirling your tongue on around the tip, prodding the tip of your tongue into the small hole on his cock.
"Shit," Draken muttered under his breath, his voice sounds as if it's gotten deeper. You look up at him to see his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes completely focused on you. "Stop with the teasing." He demanded.
"Don't wanna." You continued to look at him, staring into his gorgeous orbs, "s'punishment for not letting me do this early" You smirked against his dick, bringing one of your hands up to slowly move your hand up and down his shaft. You watched as his breath started to break, his tough exterior was crumbling and it was all because of you, but it wasn't enough, you want to keep going. You have a show to put on.
You open your mouth sucking on just the tip of his cock, bobbing your head slowly with swirling his tip in your mouth.
"Y/N, fuck." He places his hand behind your head as his breath began to get more rapid and broken apart. "Come on, take some more." He was practically begging at this point. So slowly but surely, you widened your mouth, stuck your tongue out, and pushed your head further down to his cock. As much as you could take, the remainder you began to jerk with your hand. Bobbing your head on the inches you could take up and down with jerking him off. Listening to his soft grunts and groans. He was big, you knew this but it's different with it's in your throat, you can see it, your mouth felt full and you didn't even completely take it in. You kept going on this pace, proud of yourself for breaking Draken's tough exterior.
"Going to damn slow." He gripped the back of your head forcing his cock down your throat, you gag at this sudden action. He uses your mouth like a rag doll, forcing his cock in and out your mouth and a hellish pace without stopping, bobbing your head up and down. It hurts, taking all of him.
"Wanna be a dirty slut, gonna treat you like one." He said while gripping your hair harder as he pulled you off his cock, "spit on it." He said, and you did, you spat on the shaft of his cock and opened your mouth again for him to assault your throat.
"So eager to take this dick hm? Couldn't even wait for me to get home, had to play with yourself while I was gone? Who knew my pretty girl was such a dirty slut." He chuckled, under his breath as he continues to use you however he pleased. You placed your hands on either side of his thigh to try and control the pace but it was futile, he was much stronger than you, all you could do was hold yourself up and try not to vomit. Drool dripped down the side of your mouth as he thrusted his cock down your throat.
"Taking all this dick, good girl." He praised you as he held your head against his pelvis forcing his dick down your throat, he looked smug as he saw the outline of his cock through the flesh of your throat, you slapped his thigh to try and get him to let go of you, needing air. The feeling of you shaking on his cock trying to push away to get air was a sight to behold for him, he wanted to bury his cock in your throat forever, never taking it out. He watched as tears dripped down your face, your hair was mess, face stained with tears, drool dripping out the corners of your mouth. You gagging on his cock, digging your nails into his thigh.
Draken finally let go, you gasps for air you so desperately needed.
"Open up." He says pushing your head back, "Stick that slutty tongue of yours out. Gonna cum in your mouth."
You put your hands on your knees, sitting up higher to put the tip of his cock in your mouth as he jerked it. His eyes glared at you, you listened to his grunts like a melody. You never seen him like this, during sex he was very calm and collected, gentle. Never used harsh words, this was different though. For some reason, being used like his cocksleeve had you dripping.
"Gonna cum, Y/n, take it all, don't spill a single drop." His warm cum spurted onto your tongue, he wiped his tip clean on your tongue "that's it, good girl, now swallow it." You closed your mouth and with a single gulp you downed his cum without a second thought.
"Tastes weird..." Wiping the drool from your mouth with the back of your hand. Draken lifts you up by your arm and tosses you on the bed.
"Had to go and get me riled up..." He said while taking his shirt off, "gonna fill you up real nice." He pushed his lips against yours hungrily devouring your mouth, tasting a mixture of both liquor and his own cum, his mouth explored your own in a heated make out session, his hand traveled down past your panties and onto your bare cunt, a finger pushed pass your slit making it's way in. You moaned into the kiss, giving Draken more access to your mouth, swirling his tongue with your own.
You pulled away from the kiss to let out a soft moan as his finger toys with you, he puts another one in causing you to arch your back. His other hand rubs soft circles on your clit, he claims your mouth with another hungry kiss as if this will be the last time he felt your lips against his own.
"So needy, barely did anything to you." You moaned against his lips as he brought you to a high.
"D-Draken!" You moaned out.
"Fuck, trying to amputate my fingers? Loosen up. " He grumbles, his lips go down to your neck, sucking and biting against your fleshing leaving bruises everywhere his mouth touches. You wrap your arms around his neck pulling him in closer, as you begin to grind your hips against his fingers as they work their way in and out of you and the others against your clit.
"Gonna cum on my fingers?" He questions in your ear while biting your ear lobe.
"Gonna cum on em!" You reply, moving your hips faster, you begin to convulse as he brings you to your well deserved orgasm.
"You're gonna do that all on my cock." He muttered against your neck as he works his way down to your tits. He puts his fingers in your mouth muffling your moans as he begins to suck on your now perky nipples. He pushes his fingers in and out your mouth forcing you to taste your own juices, the same fingers that were just in you, that brought you to your orgasm.
After assaulting your mouth with his fingers he reaches over to the side his of bed to grab a condom.
"Put it on for me." Still high on your orgasm you slowly reach your hand up to take the condom out of his own, that's when he pushes your head own to his cock. He rips the packaging placing just the tip of his cock into the condom.
"Use that pretty mouth of yours." He smirks as he watches you take all of his dick into your mouth, pushing the condom down in the process. "Make sure to get it all the way on, wouldn't want any cum to spill out hm?" He says as he caresses your head.
"Such a good girl." He praises you as you bring your head up, "Gonna make you feel real good okay?" He kisses your forehead as he leans you down into the mattress. He slaps your pussy a couple of times with his cock, prodding the tip at the entrance, pushing his tip every so softly in and out, barley giving you anything to work with.
"Stop with the teasing Draken." You whined, locking your legs around his waist, trying to push his cock further into you. He clicks his tongue at your actions, pulling himself completely out before lifting one of your legs and putting it on his shoulder.
"I don't remember you being in control here." He guffed out. He rammed his cock into you without warning causing you to gasp, your eyes wide and mouth agape. "That's more like it." He smirks at your appearance.
He begins to thrust in and out of your tight pussy, watching you unravel on his cock. One hand holding your leg on his shoulder and the other turning your head to face him.
"This what you wanted right?" He honeyed out, this voice being quite sweet unlike his thrusts, the way his cock pulled out of you only to slam right back in. Sounds of skin against skin filled the room, along with your sweet mouths chanting his name like once before.
He pried your mouth open with his fingers bringing his face closer only to spit in your mouth, "Good little whore" he mutters against your ear. His thrusts never stopped, not once, he keeps going until he brings you to an orgasm.
He could feel your body going limp, but he wasn't done yet. He flipped lifted your body, he was now on his knees and you on his lap, your hands tangled in his hair while being wrapped around his neck, his mouth devouring your nipple, he slams his cock into you while being in this new position. His hands on either side of your waist slamming your body onto his own matching the rythm of his thrusts. He bites down on your nipple, you pull his hair as payback, you finally meet eyes. His hair all disheveled and out of his normal braid, his eyes slanted, full of hunger, he looked like a animal eyeing his prey, and you looked extremely delicious right now. He captures your lips in a heated kiss as his grip tightens on your waist, you grind against his cock as you moan into the kiss. You suck on his tongue and he does yours, you bite his lower lip slightly tugging on it.
"God Y/n, who knew you were so cock hungry. Wouldn't have been going so easy on you of I knew you could take it." He chuckles as he lays your body back down onto the mattress and begins pounding your body against his locking his lips with yours again.
"You're sucking me in like crazy." His voice is rough and out of breath. Your walls only tightening around him while hearing his voice, his hand goes back down to your clit rubbing it aggressively.
"Fuck, I'm close, fuck fuck fuck." He announces, muttering an array of curse words as he feels himself getting closer to his climax. "Cum with me, cum on my cock one last time." He picks up the pace with his thrust and the attack on your poor nub, you were nothing more than a moaning drooling mess at this point subject to Draken's aggressiveness, your body shakes and your back arches for the last time as you release your juices onto Draken's cock coming to your final high, he thrusts one last time before he releases in the condom.
He pulls out taking off the condom and throwing it in the nearby bin, he watches as you slowly drift to sleep but not before saying, "I love you."
"Mhm, I love you too, my little vixen." He kisses your forehead before he lays next to you and drifts to sleep.
Sorry if this wasn't the best, it was my first time writing for Draken. He's kind of a difficult character, I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless!
#smut#tokyo revengers smut#tokyo revengers#tokyo revengers x reader#draken#draken x reader#draken x y/n
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Till Death do us part - 2
Y/N grew up in a wealthy family, she always was seen as a beautiful and smart kid and was most likely to take her father’s place as the CEO of one of the most important companies in South Korea. However, after the death of her mother, Y/N’s family slowly started to break apart. Her father was always working to forget his uncalled pain while his kids were left alone at home.
She was 17 years old when her life took a sudden turn when she met him in a dark alley. He was a bloody mess, bruises everywhere but behind blood and dirt, she could see his beautiful features and his addictive gaze. Maybe she should have walked away, maybe she shouldn’t have helped him, but the moment his gaze locked with hers, she was already his.
Choi San was his name.
Genre: Mafia AU, smut, angst, fluff, stranger to lovers
Words: 2237
TW series: Y/N is described as an OC. Please be aware that this story will contain a lot of triggering content such as smut, blood, death, murder, drug, kidnapping, etc. Do not read if you are under a legal age!
TW chapter: Body shaming, reader being forced into a marriage, character got slapped, swearing, threats.
I was finally back home. Fortunately for me, my dad hadn’t noticed me since he was already sleeping on the couch.
I quickly went upstairs to my room and collapsed on my bed, my mind still processing what had happened earlier. It was scary to say the least but fascinating at the same time. I was still confused even after showering. This San had a deep effect on me, not only mentally but physically too.
“Choi San…” I muttered before closing my eyes and drifting into a deep sleep.
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Chapter 2
2 years after.
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Days and months went by so fast, I didn't even see them go by.
It has already been two years since my first meeting with San and since then, I didn't met him again. However, he was still on my mind, from the moment I woke up tired in the morning until the moment my head was hitting the pillow at night.
I just couldn't stop myself from thinking about him, his voice, his gaze, his touch, and the shivers he gave me when his mouth had come close to my ear.
"Hey sis’, what is going on? You had been absent-minded for a while and I still don't know why" Jin said with a hint of worry in his voice before he looked around, checking the surroundings to make sure we were alone "Is it because of dad?" he asked.
For the first time since our mother passed away, dad was at home for a whole month without any explanation. He was now working from home and even though It was something I dreamed of a few years ago, it was now so stuffy, I couldn’t breathe properly in my own house. Every single time I went outside of the comfort of my room, I silently prayed not to meet him, hoping that our house was big enough to let me avoid him.
"I'm fine but I'll be better if he wasn't around" I shrugged while looking at my plate "I'm not hungry today" I nonchalantly played with my food.
"Please force yourself and eat a little, you loosed too much weight recently" he furrowed his eyebrows with true concern in his soft brown eyes.
"I'm fine Jin, really! No need to worry for me" I stood up but felt a hand on my shoulder, stopping me in my track.
I turned around and saw my dad with his usual stern expression "Sit down." he calmly ordered.
I sat down without a word, I knew I was about to be lectured one more time.
"Why are you not eating?" my dad asked, voice sounding more as a threat than a question.
"Not hungry" I simply answered.
A long silence settled in the dining room, Jin and I were looking down, trying to avoid any eye contact with the man we referred to as our dad. I laughed internally at the situation, wondering if the kids in other families were afraid of their parents too.
"You don't have to eat if you don't want to, men love slim girls so it'll be good for you to start a diet." He stated, unbothered by the awkward silence.
I was annoyed by his remark 'how dare he' I thought 'Is he thinking my body is his?'
"I'll be dumb if I'd choose a man who loves me just for my body, I will not change anything for anyone" I retorted, Jin nodding in approval, visibly proud of me. But, my father didn’t seem pleased at all by my answer and my rebellious behavior.
"Well, I wasn't talking about any random man, but about your fiancé. He likes slim girls." my dad crossed his arms.
I shot a glance back at my father with wide eyes, he was smirking over my shocked expression, feeling visibly satisfied by the way he made me go silent.
"My fiancé? What are you talking about? I never had a boyfriend in my whole life, how could I have a fiancé?" I shouted, standing up from my chair which quickly and loudly fell on the ground.
"I chose a good boy for you, he is the son of a rich politician who will be useful to me and the future of my company. In two months, when you'll turn 20, you will marry him" he said, not sparing a glance at me as he busily taped on the screen of his new expensive phone.
My mouth was now wide open, and so was my brother's.
Jin stood up angrily, it was the first time I ever saw him defy our father's authority. His brown eyes who always seemed so soft to me were now darker than ever. The anger in his body was showing with his tensed muscles and the vein in his forehead that was angrily popping up. His jaw was so tight, I swore he could have been able to break his own teeth.
"What to do you mean she will marry him? Are you not concerned about your daughter's happiness? Can't you stop thinking about your work and think more about your family instead, for at least once in your life? That's why mom died! You-..." Jin got slapped by my father before he could even finish his sentence. Our father’s face was red and rage was visible through his eyes.
I gasped and kneeled myself to my brother's side, the impact was so hard that he was now laying on the ground, his right hand hiding his red cheek. Jin shot a death stare up at my father who was still standing in front of us.
"I heard that you want to integrate the Seoul national university, Y/N. You will need money for that, right? If you marry this man, I'll give you all the money you want. If not, you can already say goodbye to this dream of yours." he told me with a harsh voice "Think well cause your birthday is coming up" he added before exiting the room.
I collapsed on the floor, tears were stinging my eyes and blurring my vision. Jin hugged me tightly and patted my back, whispering sweet nothings to my ear to comfort me the best he could.
I hid my head on his neck and cried silently, I hated this, hated this situation, hated this life. I was like a bird trapped in a silver cage.
I ate nothing for the rest of the day after my dad had announced my upcoming wedding.
I still couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it. How come a father could do this to his only daughter? Wasn't he supposed to love and cherish me?
It was Saturday and after a lazy morning, I finally stood up to do my daily routine. I put the prettiest dress I had on my dressing and put natural makeup on. I tried my best to cover up my dark circles and hide the exhaustion in my face caused by a long night of crying.
Today, my best friend Hana and I, planned to hang out together for a shopping day. It was the best way for me to think about something else than my current situation.
I took a look at my phone and saw her message "Hey honey, I'm waiting in front of your house~" I read before smiling and joining her outside the house, in front of the big gateway.
"Wow, you are stunning! Why is that? You're going to meet this San again?" She smiled widely.
Hana is the first friend I ever made in my life, I first met her when I was just 6 years old and she always stayed by my side even when I went through hard times. Her cheerful personality and her warm smile made her easy to get along with, she was the best at socializing, she was literally a burst of energy by herself and never failed to make me crack up a smile even when I wasn’t in a good mood. She made everyone feel attracted to her, she wasn’t only nice and outgoing but beautiful and funny as well. Her short and messy hair were completing her chubby cheeks and her brown eyes. Her tall frame and perfect curves made everyone drool over her, men and women.
She knew everything about my life. When something happened to me, she was the first one I talked to.
"I already told you! I know nothing about him, I don't even have his phone number, how could I meet him?" I pouted before laughing playfully.
We took the first bus we saw and headed downtown.
"It's a shame he isn't on any social media" she whined loudly "Dude, don't get me started" I answered, almost complaining.
During the bus ride, I talked once again about how I felt about San and the gorgeous charisma he had. Hana listened to me as if it was the first time I talked about this whilst I already told her a hundred times before.
Within ten minutes, we had reached our destination.
"Y/N! Look at this! I'm sure this top will fit you perfectly" I heard Hana yelling from the other side of the shop.
Everyone looked at us, some customers were judging us silently while others smiled, probably finding amusement in my friend’s behavior. I apologized to the other customers for the noise and quickly went to my friend's side, slightly embarrassed even though I was used to it. Hana didn't know the word "silent".
After 3 hours of shopping, I went outside to eat ice cream with Hana. We moved to a quiet spot with no one around. The weather was nice, it was a sunny day and I let myself relax under the comfortable heat. I always liked rainy days better but I liked to feel the sun against my skin from time to time.
"I'm sorry to say this Y/N, but your father is truly an asshole" Hana swore between her teeth after I told her what happened at home the previous day.
"I don't know what I'm going to do about this. Is it better to agree and then divorce this guy? But my dad is well-known, he always will find a way to keep me under his grip, no matter what I do. I feel completely useless and trapped, I can’t find a good way to escape from this" I spoke in a low tone, sadness filling my voice the more I talked.
I sighed, concerned by the situation I was into. Hana gently rubbed my back to give me some comfort while my head was on her shoulder. We stayed silent for a few minutes, both of us didn’t know what to say because we both knew that there was no way I could escape my fate.
"Excuse me, are you Kim Y/N?"
I turned around to see who had called my name. In front of me stood was a well-dressed man, a bit older than me with a confident look. He wasn't especially handsome, but he wasn't unpleasant to look at. He had this classic Korean vibe one could find everywhere here in Korea.
"Yes? Who are you?" I politely asked.
He took my hand in his own, making me stand up from the bench I was sitting in. Soon after, he put a slight kiss on the back of my hand.
"What the hell?" I shouted and took my hand off his.
It wasn't in our culture to do something like this so I first assumed he had grown up abroad but honestly, from what I knew, even in the USA or Europa no one kissed a perfect stranger met in the street less than ten seconds ago.
"Who the heck are you?" Hana jumped between the man and me.
"I'm Hwang Jinyoung, her future husband" he simply stated, a smirk on his face.
"I never agreed on that." I frowned my eyebrows at his statement.
"What do you mean you never agreed? Your father told us that you were glad to be my future wife" The man seemed truly surprised or at least, he was pretending well to be.
"He lied!" I yelled out, the anger taking over me while I clenched my fists, nails finding their way onto y skin.
I was angry that my father had one more time, talked for me without my consent. My body was shaking from anger while the man laughed at my reaction.
"Move, you're in my way" He suddenly stopped laughing and violently pushed Hana to the ground.
My eyes opened wide from the shock. I was about to check on Hana to be sure she wasn't hurt but Jinyoung grabbed my wrist and pulled me in his chest.
"Why are you so angry? I will take good care of you!" he chuckled.
"Let me go!" I screamed against him, feeling the tears tingling my eyes.
I suddenly felt a strong arm around my waist which encircled me from behind.
"Holy shit." Hana gasped when she saw the handsome man who was protectively hugging me.
I had no need to look back, I already knew who it was. This touch and this warmness were simply unforgettable.
"If you don't let her go in the next five seconds, I'll blow your hands off." the voice behind me growled against Jinyoung.
The beating of my heart quickened. For the past two years I had dreamed about him every night and now, I was finally able to see him again.
"San!" I shouted happily, finally looking to the handsome boy. He smiled back atme but his expression became cold again as he stared at Jinyoung. My so-called husband finally let my wrist go and hardly swallowed his spit.
"Y-you! What are you doing here?" he asked with a shaking voice. I had no doubt about the fact that he knew who San was and that he probably knew him better than I did.
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Edit: Guys, I'm so surprised, I didn't think I would get so many likes for this series, I just uploaded it two days ago after all lol but I'm glad! The next chapter is already done but I'll wait a bit before uploading it, maybe next week? Anyways, thank you again!
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