#not saying he isn’t bottom though 😏

[kozh-lucium]

Bloodweave but princess mononoke.

I swear this is 10x funnier in my head 😔

Why magic missile? Because i just watch a bg3 speedrun parody video (it’s really good!).

#baldur's gate 3 #bloodweave #gale dekarios #astarion #gale of waterdeep #bg3 #despite how malewife gale is he’s not the type who takes things lying down #not saying he isn’t bottom though 😏 #my art

[backwzzds]

can we talk about how konig would be someone who’s quiet when he gets jealous…then when y’all get home he js absolutely goes HAMMMM….

the way i got so excited to write this…it’s actually way longer than i intended but idgaf! part 2 soon 😏

NO BC YOU LITERALLY WOULDNT GET HOW HE’D BE SO QUIET LIKE ???

“papa, i don’t understand what i did wrong,” you’d frown at your man with an annoyed whine. könig, who was a whooping 6’10 would only give you a heavy grunt in response. you’d be on the way back to his car from the mall, dozens of your victoria’s secret and H&M bags held in his visibly large hand. the moment könig reached before you (with help of his tree-like long legs anyway), he opened the door for you, the balaclava on his face making his features ten times harder.

no matter how mad the big bear was at you—or more so, what you happened to get yourself involved in—he’d never disrespect you. anything other than sexually, at least. stepping on the custom made step for your smaller figure, you slide into the huge seat of his completely blacked out bmw suv, allowing him to shut the door behind you. you nearly jump at the visible shake of the car beneath your bottom.

you play with your curls as könig carefully sets your bags on the floor behind your seat. because his was set all the way back to accommodate for his long legs, your seat had the better amount of space for your things. when könig finally got back in the car, he immediately started it, causing the monsterous growl of his deleted muffler to come alive.

and he wouldn’t even break a sweat at you !!! you’re over here going over all your actions for the day, step by step, and all könig could think through his mind was what positions he was gonna force you in when you two got back home.

the sound of könig’s car matched the energy that was coursing through his veins. he know you didn’t do anything wrong; not intentionally at least. but the selfish ass part of him wanted nothing more than for your pretty little ass to sit in the passenger’s seat, overthinking on what the fuck you possibly could have done to rile him up this much.

the ride home is everlastingly silent as the small of your voice breaks the thick tension, “baby,” you don’t know how to further articulate your words. “i know you’re mad at me. i wanna fix it, but i can’t it you won’t talk to me. and you’ve been dead ass silent since we been in the mall.”

könig keeps his cool, though. he knew his silence was practically eating at you alive, shaming you with guilt for something you didn’t even intentionally mean to do. but with the way your pretty body sits in the black skims dress you’re in, accompanied by your black and white dunks—his eyes could practically frame your nipples right through the see through fabric, and he was sure that fucking doorman at victoria’s secret could have as well.

you keep talking. “was it the dude at VS? i swear, i made it very known that you were my man and—“ your words are endless blabber to him as the disgusting and pervasive thoughts cloud könig’s mind.

he looks so sexy in his balaclava, protecting his face from the harsh upcoming winter temperatures. he’s sported in an all black outfit, helplessly matching yours. anyone who saw you two together would automatically know that was your man. i mean duh, he walks around with his hand on your ass protectively 99% of the time.

when you get the sense that the brute isn’t listening to a fucking word you’re saying, you let out a frustrated sigh and turn your body away from him. but the sudden placement of a large hand on your knee takes you by surprise as you eye the man who’s ice blue eyes refuse to falter from the darkening road before you.

the moment könig pulls up in the driveway of your shared home, you can’t help but twiddle with the polish on your acrylics. anxiousness is bouncing off you, and könig could tell. you turn your head and open your mouth to speak, only to be cut off for the first time that night.

“go inside.” könig’s voice is very low, but you don’t miss the command in it. there’s no emotion behind the dark eyes of his balaclava. usually you could decipher exactly what and how he was feeling, but in the moment—

“kö—“ your boyfriend’s snow blue eyes harden at your talk back. with softer features, you whisper, “will you be inside?”

“soon. need to make a call first,” you watch him pull out a fresh cigar pack. “be ready for me when i get in.” you open your mouth to talk back again, but wire it shut when könig lovingly grabs your face. leaning in so the pink of his lips ghost over your full brown ones, he whispers, “now, mama. i won’t ask again. can you listen to that one thing for me?”

with a small gulp, you give him pretty doe eyes, feeling between your legs tingle at his masculinity radiating onto you. in the most confident voice you could muster up, you nod your pretty head at him. “yes daddy.”

könig gives you a nod of approval and runs his hand along the curve of your ass. “good girl. go on, liebling.”

you exit the huge car, already getting idea of what was to come when könig came back inside. with a heavy heart, you head upstairs to your room and slowly begin undressing, hoping that the slower you went, the more your punishment would be delayed.

your hopes were proven to be false the minute you were completely naked and turned around to see könig leaning against the threshold of the door, silently watching you.

you jump in fear at the sudden sight in front of you, but feel your heart beat calm down when könig strolled over to you. naturally, your head tilted backward as a way to get a full view of his face. his balaclava remained on, so you knew he was still upset about the events from earlier.

könig takes his large hand and rests it on your cheek, giving it a comforting rub. “you know i love you and respect you more than anything on this earth, right?” the brown of your skin instantly heat up at his words as you slowly nod your head at his sudden expression, unsure of where he was going with his words. könig’s lips can’t help but lightly turn upward into a small smile. you had no idea what was gonna come.

“good. because for today, libeling, i’m gonna fuck you like you mean absolutely nothing to me.”

#lora’s fics! ೄྀ࿐ #oooh my coochie purring #könig x black reader #könig x reader #könig smut #könig cod #konig x black reader #konig x reader #konig smut #cod x black reader #cod smut #cod mw2 #cod könig #könig x plus size reader #könig x chubby reader #cod x plus size reader #cod x chubby reader

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LISTENNN, Keegan during nnn???

Ooo😏🤭

NNN

Keegan’s sex drive isn’t crazy, at least he likes to say that, but really it’s just 3 times a week; at least, he doesn’t like being too needy but he’s a man, and he has wants.

Hesh decided it’s be a good idea to mention ‘No Nut November’ to Keegan, and had the even better idea to challenge him to it.

And Keegan didn’t take challenges lightly, and hesh knew that well, so when he decided to tell him “I bet you couldn’t do it” he knew Keegan would get all riled up and he’d commit. So since Keegan has come home with you he’d text Hesh everyday and say “another day bitch” or something to that degree, you get it.

Soon though, it was getting hard, watching you through the steamed up glass shower door, in his shirt and panties (rarely) when you slept, you bending over and looking around the closet for an outfit while your body was wrapped in a towel, you looking for things under the couch making you go in downward dog position, or when you were relaxing on the couch (again) in his shirt and panties.

It was torture just having to stare at you.

And you’re obliviously doing these things and he knows it, he knows you can do these things purposely but half of the time he gets turned on by you it’s by subtle things that you do without thinking. He thought it was so much cuter.. hotter when you had not one thought behind those pretty eyes.

Keegan sat at the couch staring at the Tv in boredom, nothing seemed to make him interested at the moment. He felt like something was missing, like there was something else he had to do today. And that could be the dishes he said he’d do, or the laundry he said he’d help you with, or it could be the raging boner he had.

The tent in his pants were noticeable, how could you not notice them? You thought as you walked downstairs and sat next to him, he wrapped his arm around you and threw the remote into your lap as he stared at you. You were also bored, you simply put a Netflix movie on and turned to look at Keegan.

“are you su-”

“Yes” he interrupted you, he knew what you were gonna say— ‘are you sure you don’t want me to help you with that?’ —And no he wasn’t sure, because he wanted you so badly, but his pride had taken over already, he wasn’t going to lose against hesh.

“Okay” you said and turned the volume up. That was that, the end of the conversation and you rested your head on his shoulder.

At some point, you can’t really remember, but you had gotten up to go make some food, coincidentally Keegan got a message— ‘you win’ — from Hesh. It was a brief message, with no context it would have confused anyone. But Keegan smiled and texted back ‘I knew you couldn’t do it’

He chuckled and finally got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen. He saw you cutting some vegetables. He came up behind you and kissed you on the neck. Both hands were gently placed on your waist. One hand traveling down and toying with your cunt. You could hear his pants drop and he swiftly pulled your bottoms down too.

“m’baby.. i missed you” I groaned as he entered your tight pussy.

———

Anyways🤨

#imagines #x reader stories #call of duty #oneshot #keegan p russ #keegan russ #call of duty keegan #cod keegan #keegan russ x reader #keegan russ smut #keegan smut #smut #nnn #no nut november

[lightlycareless]

Ok but like… virgin!naoya 👀👀👀👀👀 thoughts?

😏 hello. what an interesting topic...

I initially wanted to write something short, like hc's or such, but you know me I just gotta go the whole way hahahah. Anyways, this is very... idk how to say it, I feel kinda bad for Naoya, but I had to exagerate some things because honestly I do not feel a man like him would be a virgin for too long, you know?

anyways, here are the warnings: smut. naoya being weird, a dork tbh (but a perverted one too) and something tells me this is lowkey bottom!naoya too... anyways; MINORS DNI. happy reading!!

Virgin!naoya where all of his thoughts are, of course, having his first time.

He wholeheartedly believes the reason why he hasn't been able to do it is because everyone around him doesn't have good taste. Like, they can't see all that he offers, what a great deal he is:

He has money, prestige, a good education (he’s attending one of the best colleges in the country!) and literally no worry in the world ‘cause the rest of his life is set thanks to his family.

But at the same time, he doesn’t want people to just want him for that.

Unbelievably, he desires someone that will make him feel like the amazing, accomplished, talented, one of a kind, never seen before, man he considers himself to be, even if he didn’t have anything under his name.

If he just wanted sex, he could pay someone for that!

And yet, he still waits for the right one.

Naturally, Naoya isn’t any proud of the fact that he hasn’t been able to get it on with anyone, so he goes to the extent of making things up to compensate for that.

Whenever people around him start talking about their flings, one-night stands amongst other things, Naoya always has something to say:

“Experiences” of course, that he made up from watching porn. And apparently no one has been able to catch him in the lie, either because he turned very aggressive when confronted, or because they didn’t care tbh.

Until someone dared confront him.

“But you didn’t go out that night.”

“I saw you somewhere else though.”

“I thought you said you stayed home all day that time…?”

To say a few.

And when the pieces began to fall into place, alongside the fact how “nervous” he got when asked to elaborate, the earth-shattering truth comes out:

“Wait—Naoya, don’t tell me you… you’re a virgin?”

It’s safe to say that Naoya hides himself from the goddamn world for the following days, right after making the curious asker regret their existence.

But now that the truth was out there, he was on a mission to prove everyone wrong; he was going to lose his virginity, no matter what it took, and stop being the laughingstock of his friends.

He’d start by going date, after date, after date with any girl he thought attractive in hopes of finally getting laid.

But somehow, it just never went through; not even the most desperate woman would accept him, because of course, he just had to open his mouth and that’d be enough for everyone to run away.

Naoya is now, for all intents and purposes, desperate. Wasn’t sex supposed to be the easiest thing to find in the world??

Like, even his dad got laid! He exists for a reason! Why can’t he have the same luck??? He’s even better looking than him!! So why is it so goddamn hard???

…

Naoya really, really doesn’t want to pay someone to do it; doesn’t want to hurt his pride, make everyone believe that he wasn’t able to get it out of his pure charm…

But his delusions don’t get bad until he meets the new girl at school; a transfer student from Tokyo that wanted to know what Kyoto was all about.

Naoya usually didn’t care about these situations, unless he could get use them to his advantage.

But that quickly changes when he sees her—you.

Not that he had any choice, because you had an alluring aura that attracted everyone to you, whether because of your status as a new student, or your surprisingly fun personality.

He got to experience this last part after discovering you had a class with him, eventually assigned to do a group project for the end of the semester.

It all started by meeting at the library after school to work on it, before exchanging numbers, social media, and eventually, hanging out outside of campus to talk not only about the project, but other things as well.

Naoya tries his hardest to not socialize beyond necessary means, share nothing that pertains to personal matters.

But he couldn’t, because the more he spends time with you, the more he learns how much in common the two have. Things he didn’t think a girl like you would like, enjoy talking about, or even wanted to know more of.

It also helped that he found you very attractive. Perhaps the prettiest woman he’s seen in his life—but he sure liked being admired by you more.

However, let’s not forget this is a man that has been “deprived” of sex, so it doesn’t take long for him before he starts fantasizing about you: starting by notion of how your skin would feel against him—it’s warm, it’s scent.

To how you’d look underneath your clothes, how you’d squirm beneath him, begging him to take you and mark you as solely his with those desperate moans he can already hear through your lovely voice.

By that point, Naoya is already getting off at the thought of you about… daily, really. Getting hard the moment he sees you do anything remotely provocative, although unintentionally, or just because you’re there.

Porn is now with actresses that resemble you, immediately getting angry when he doesn’t find any that suits his preference, resorting to stalking your social media afterwards.

He’s highly grateful that you’ve trusted him to add you online, thinks you foolish for having done so. However, it came with a price:

Whenever he sees a glimpse, the faintest hint of another man alongside you, (or worse, in a relationship) makes him highly jealous, to the point of wanting to directly confront you and demand who was that?! And how dare you talk to him while seeing someone else!

Only to stop when (what little) his common sense tells him that if he does so, he might lose you permanently; and he doesn’t want to do that with the only person that has made him feel this way.

Besides, you once (seemingly unprovokedly) told him you were single. So there's that.

Yet, as much as he was obsessed with you, finished to the thought of you, hallucinates of you—he doesn’t go beyond that. Doesn’t do anything to make his dreams a reality.

Or more like you win him to it, one day asking him if “he’d like to get something to eat with you one day” and not precisely to work on that tedious group project, but as a…

“What—like… a date?” he asks bluntly, you look away for a brief second, flustered, before nodding.

So, he accepts, even when he thought he should’ve been the first one to ask but whatever, this is something he can still use to his advantage, precisely for his little setback.

The two end up going to a nearby mall, walking around to see the stores before getting something to eat and watching a movie.

Nothing happens there, as much as he would’ve liked to; however, you do lean into him, rest your head over your shoulder before grabbing his hand and remaining that way until the movie ended.

“I had fun, Naoya.” You’d say as he dropped you off at home. “I hope we can go out again.”

Let’s say Naoya didn’t sleep that night at all.

The two would continue to hang out, both inside and outside the campus, to the point everyone believed Naoya and you were now dating.

Neither denied nor confirmed the rumors for the question had yet to be asked, but even when Naoya had to admit that this was the most time he had invested to getting into a girl’s pants—he'd almost forgotten why he started all this in the first place.

Naoya was genuinely enjoying spending time with you, mostly because you didn’t run away when he began to grow more comfortable with you—although you would tell him to not say certain things (and he’d try, keyword: try)—and as stated before, you were... different.

But he still wanted it, of course. So it shouldn’t come to anyone’s surprise that after a few dates, long nights calling and texting one another, as well as insinuating wanting more, it finally happens.

The two agree to spend the night at Naoya’s apartment after spending the whole day together. How he managed to take you there in the first place, after being unable to keep hands off one another, is to be commended.

Naoya hastily takes you to his bedroom as soon as both walk through the door, where you’d get undressed before moving to the bed.

It’s apparent to you that he wants to get to the main course as soon as possible, yet there’s still hesitation behind his actions, starting from the bruteness behind his kisses, to the tremble in his fingers; almost as if he didn’t know what to do or how to touch you.

But your desire didn’t allow you to worry much about those trivial things, moving forward to the moment Naoya had been daydreaming of.

“Put the condom on, Naoya…” you whined as you laid back on the bed. Naoya, now on top of you, scoffs.

“Why? You’re the only one I’m seeing.” There’s the slightest tremble in his voice, but he means his words either way.

Besides, it’s his first time, he doesn’t want some stupid rubber getting in the way.

“Because I don’t want to get pregnant—we’re not even dating yet!” You jest with a giggle; and the thought of you begetting his child after your first night with him only makes him feel hotter. He wouldn’t mind marrying you, but one step at a time. “Just pull out, ok?”

Naoya was already near his limit when you said those words, but he’s pushed past the edge when hearing the sharp gasp you make upon seeing his cock.

He always knew he packed something good, but he was never sure until hearing your reaction, which certainly urged him to become more arrogant (incredibly) and eager.

And after some quick preparations, as well as mental encouragement from his side, it was finally time for the main event.

He’d had his fair share of reimaginations of what his first time would be like, the kind of pussy he’d like to see, and the beautiful girl he’d get as well.

But none of them compared to the real thing: it’s safe to say that you surpassed all expectations, and he couldn’t wait to have a taste of the pleasure he had been unfairly deprived fro—

“It’s a bit lower, Naoya.” You gently murmur, swiftly cutting through his thoughts, upon feeling his cock prod at… well, anywhere but your entrance.

“…Right.” He frowns, slightly embarrassed before swallowing, refocusing on the prize at hand, adjusting the tip a bit lower and onto your entrance.

He feels the warmth radiating of it as he coats on your glistening sick, before pushing past your tight rim in one swift, yet agonizingly pleasurable, movement.

Naoya never liked exaggeration; thought it to be immature, if not incredulous, but he can’t resort to anything else when describing the sensations he’s immediately engulfed with when entering your cunt.

The tightness, the warmth, it’s gumminess—it was all of his fantasies + more merging into his reality. Ones that just grew hotter and hotter the deeper he moved, making his plans of plummeting into you falter, lowly whimpering as he acknowledged what is happening.

He’s finally having sex—losing his virginity.

And it was so, so much better than he imagined.

It’s like getting high; with the world around him starting to spin as he could only think about staying inside you, relishing on the pleasure he should’ve gotten ages ago, but now it’s here and he—he…!

Naoya wants to move, wants to experience more of the vice grip of your walls on his cock, the softness of your breasts, or the warmth of your kisses.

All while making you scream, call out the name of the one making you feel this way!

But he can’t.

He just... can’t move; he doesn’t—he doesn’t know how to.

As much as he wants to, longed to do so, he’s forced instead to remain there while your body completely overtakes his senses: eyes blurry, jaw tightly clenched, alongside his desperate whines are just a few examples of this.

“Naoya, please…” you beg, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and moving him closer to you, enough to whisper against his ear, as your walls squeeze his cock, as to accentuating your neediness. “Fuck me”

He really, really wished you hadn’t done that.

“Y/N!” He gasps, finally moving his hips back before snapping them against you, mentally preparing for the long night ahead—

Only that he doesn’t move again as soon as he hits your cervix; instead, he keeps still yet again, deep inside you, while letting out a light groan before resting his head against the crook of your neck.

It doesn’t compute at first for you, believing something wrong had occurred, maybe he didn’t want to spend the night with you anymore—

Until a warm, sticky sensation begins to invade your walls; it’s then that everything falls into place, making your eyes snap to him, more than ready to scold him for going against your request—

Only to see that this hadn’t been voluntary; his tightly shut eyes and flustered face proving you other wise as he continued to indulge in this happening, a sensation he undeniably wishes to persevere…

Unless you were to pull him back to reality.

“Naoya—did you… did you just cum?”

“Wha—what?” he breathes, still capable of acknowledging you through the drowning sensation of his orgasm.

“Did you just cum?” you repeat. “Inside me—Naoya, did you—"

“What? No—I—” he says, wishing to refute your incredulous claim, excuse it had been nothing but your imagination, because he couldn’t be one of those!

But one quick look at your entrance was enough to prove him wrong, pulling his cock out and allowing his seed to drip down your pussy and to the sheets; proving that truly, he had finished as soon as he entered you.

“I didn’t—"

And this made him highly embarrassed, if not disappointed.

“Then what happened? You just moved and then—"

“Get out.” He inadvertently says, you blink.

“Excuse me?”

“I said—get out.”

"Naoya, I didn't—I don't think that's— let's talk fir—"

“Leave before I fucking drag out you myself!”

He doesn’t want to deal with this situation anymore, doesn’t want to feel further humiliated by his blatantly obvious inexperience, nor hear anything from you that might highlight this fact—that much is clear by his tone, which swiftly prompts you pick up your things, dress up, and leave him, alongside the notion that his life will be ruined from this point forward.

Because more than shame of the present, he fears the future:

He knows you’re going to tell others of his mishap, spread his disgrace as your life depended on it, further tarnishing his already soiled image for the rest of his life.

All that Naoya could think of from that moment forward was the lengths he’ll have to go to avoid facing the consequences of his ruined reputation: he’ll have to switch cities, change his number, perhaps even his name!

And not only that, but he’ll also have to live in isolation to avoid the jests that will undoubtedly come from his family once they hear of his mistake.

The rest he could tolerate; but this... this he cannot.

But when he returns to campus, expecting to be bombarded by his group of “friends” mocking him for acting like a horny teenager, alongside some other lies you created to further humiliate him…

Nothing seems to have changed.

In fact, everyone continued to act as they always did; his friends greeting him, the rest avoiding him… essentially allowing him to continue his daily routine like it was any other day.

Including meeting you in class.

Naoya does his best to avoid you, having arrived to the conclusion that you’re instead holding his misadventure as blackmail to use when it better suits your needs.

But he can’t, not when you insist on talking to him through class, almost enough to be reprimanded by the teacher.

“What do you want?!” he scowls as soon as the two are alone, in a far away classroom rarely anyone uses.

“I’ve been wanting to talk to you.” You admit. “Why hadn’t you responded my—"

“For what? To make fun of me again??”

“What? No! I wasn’t—I didn’t make fun of you. Why would you even suggest—"

“Then what is it, Y/N? What other reason would you have for this, then?” you don’t respond, this makes him angrier. “Why haven’t you told anyone of what happened that night, hm? Waiting for the perfect moment?”

“What are you even saying?” you ask back, genuinely confused by his accusations. “I get it, it was… surprising, not exactly what anyone would want, but I’d never do that!”

“Why wouldn’t you?” Naoya goaded. “Certainly, you must know my reputation by now, all you could get by spreading something like that!”

“…Because that’s—that’s not what I want to do with someone I like!” You cry.

“What?” he asks, perplexed. Not an answer that aligned to his predispositions. “What do you mean you—you like me?”

He had some notion of that, blatantly obvious by the way you'd following him around like a lost puppy, or the whispers coming from those around you.

In other words, his shock came from the fact that he never believed it was genuine; maybe because deep inside him, he thought everyone always wanted something from him. Seemed to be like that, even up to this point, thinking one of his friends had maybe set you up for this, him willingly naive...

Yet, the evidence was outstandingly contrary.

“Why would I ask you out if I didn’t?” you insist; he shrugs. “…Is this common for you, Naoya? To have people talk behind your back and such?”

“A bit.”

“You need better friends.” You attempt to jest. He sighs.

“… So what? What do you want to talk about?” Naoya begins anew. You press your lips together.

“… I just wanted to tell you that I didn't care that... that happened. And that I didn't mean to do things to make you feel embarrassed, of course.” You explain. “Although I have to admit that it did startle me, thought you had done it in purpose… but then, I saw it was something else, and...”

“I’m assuming you already now that was my first—"

“It was my first time too.” You admit, he blinks, not believing your words. “At least… getting to that part.”

“You? Your first time?”

“I don’t know how to take that.” You frown.

“I was referring to what others think of you. You must’ve heard that by now." he says.

“Yeah; I have.” you admit. "But I'm not interested in that."

“Then why me? Why are even you doing all of this, even after that?”

“Because you don’t treat me like they do; to you, I’m just another student coming for class, not some shiny new toy some can’t wait to get their hands on..." you murmur, before chuckling. "And because you’re the most handsome one here!"

"Really?" he raises an eyebrow, doing his best to avoid his fluster from showing on his face.

You chuckle, Naoya smirks.

“… I thought it was cute.”

“What was?”

“…you know, that.” You silently admit, Naoya finally blushes. “I mean, I didn’t like you finishing inside me, but I... I never had anyone like me that much, you know? If anything... I’m surprised you haven’t done this with anyone else.”

“It’s simply my reality.” he says; some things are just incapable of being explained.

“Well then, I’m flattered I was the first one.” You grin. “I’ll take full responsibility.”

“I’m the one supposed to say that.” He frowns, you giggle. “… so… what does this mean?”

“…That we can try it again, everything I mean. I still like you, after all...” you chuckle nervously, before looking away. “But only if you still want to, of course, I don't want to sound like I'm—”

“Dinner; tonight, in my apartment.” He says immediately. “After 7, once I’m done working out, I'll go pick you up.”

“I’d like that.” You smile, taking a step closer. “But first we have to finish our group assignment! Also, don’t kick me out again! Or I won’t take it nicely this time…”

“Then my girlfriend shouldn’t tease me.” Naoya smirks, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close to him, hands resting on your waist. You pout, flustered.

“Don’t make it too easy.” You respond, tiptoeing to kiss him. “…my dear boyfriend.”

it's like all universes will have me writing naoya and y/n ending up together; you'll have to specify otherwise if you don't want to i'm sorry that's just how it is here.

also I recently saw american psycho and idk why (I guess it makes sense) but the whole dynamic of patrick bateman and his colleagues makes me think of Naoya; like they'll always be competition, seeing who is better in what—but even then, no one really likes Naoya HAHAHAH

anyways, i had fun humiliating Naoya a bit :) y/n really committed to the unconditional love thing here—but now that I'm done with this, I can certainly say this is more of a bottom!naoya kind of thing. It truly feels like it, doesn't it? hehe.

Hope you enjoyed it either way!! Thank you for sending in this ask ❤️ Take care and hope to see you soon!!!

#ask #naoya zenin #naoya zen'in #naoya x reader #naoya zenin x reader #naoya zenin x you #jjk naoya #naoya zen'in x reader #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk x you #prompt series: jujutsu kaisen

[vodika-vibes]

Oooooh picture this—Cody or Wolffe (or any other gloriously sexy clone really 😏) with “If you want me, you have to want all of me” from your want prompts. (Your writing’s just too 🤌✨)

All Of Me

Summary: A light conversation between you and Cody, changes your relationship forever.

Pairing: Commander Cody x Reader

Word Count: 1327

Warnings: Fluff. This is essentially a fic where everything is aftercare.

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: So, it took me a hot minute to come up with an idea that actually worked for this prompt, but I'm really happy with this. I'm a little worried that Cody's not in character, but it is what it is at this point.

Divider by Saradika

You and Cody have been friends for well over a year, and friends with benefits for about half that time. And you’ve known from the first time he fell into your bed that this was going to end poorly for you.

After all, you’re fairly certain Cody only sees you as a friend he can fuck when the urge strikes him…and you see him as a lover.

Of course, you’ve never said anything about it. The last thing you want to do is ruin the one good thing you have going on in your life.

Right now, you’re laying on your stomach in your bed, your head is resting on your folded arms, and Cody is leaning over you, his lips trailing down your spine, lavishing the various marks he’s left on your body with gentle touches of his lips.

He slides the blanket a little further down, so it’s resting somewhere around your knees, and you shiver at the chill of the room. You feel him chuckle, and he continues his lazy path down your body.

“Have you kissed everything better yet?” You ask lightly, your eyes closing as you relax into your mattress.

He hums thoughtfully, and you feel his lips, feather light, against your thigh, “Just about,” He teases, his voice is low and content. And then he clicks his tongue, and his fingers brush against your thigh.

“What’s wrong?”

“I left a bruise.” He pauses, and then he sighs, “Several bruises.”

“How’s that different from all of the other bruises you left me with?” You ask without opening your eyes.

He huffs out a laugh and his fingers trail up your spine, “Those were intentional. This isn’t.”

You hum thoughtfully, you don’t mind the bruises, but you also know that he does. So you gesture vaguely to the bedside table on the other side of the bed, “There’s bacta gel in the bottom drawer.”

You feel the bed dip as he moves, and you hear the sound of a drawer opening and then sliding shut, “Why do you keep bacta in your bedside table, princess?” His voice is very even, “You have other guys who are rougher with you?” There’s something strange in his voice, but you’re too blissed out to think about it too deeply.

You release a muffled laugh, “I barely have time for you, Cody.”

“You work too much,” He grumbles in response.

“Pot meet kettle,” You reply.

“Yeah, yeah.” He lightly pats your rear, “Spread your legs for me, angel.”

You sigh, as though he’s asking an impossible thing from you, but spread your legs for him, and you yelp when you feel the cool gel against your skin, “You could have at least warmed it up.” You grumble.

He chuckles, “Could have, didn’t.” He’s quiet for a moment, as he slowly covers the hand shaped bruises on your thighs, “You never did say why you keep bacta in your bedside table.” He says after a moment.

You sigh softly and you open your eyes, “You get grumpy when you bruise me by mistake.” 

His fingers pause on your thigh, “You bought this for me?”

“You can’t be that surprised,” You reply, “I also have civilian clothes for you in my dresser, an entire drawer in my bathroom for your bodywash and shampoo and razors, and I buy food that I don’t really like, but you do.”

Cody doesn’t reply, but his fingers continue rubbing the bacta into your thighs after a moment, so you close your eyes again, and relax under his touch. 

And then you hear the sound of the bacta bottle closing and the bottle lands on the bed only a little bit away from you. Cody’s hands slide up your body, his hands firm and it feels a little like a massage, so you release a happy sigh, “Am I getting a massage, Cody?”

“Maybe, in a bit.” His voice is low as his warm hands move up your back and rub soothing circles just under your shoulder blades, “I need you to roll over for me, baby.”

He lightly grips your shoulder and helps you roll over onto your back, and you peer up at him. There’s a strange look on his face, and you can’t help but to reach up and lightly trail a finger over the scar around his eye. “What’s wrong?”

Cody leans into your touch, and he turns his head to kiss the palm of your hand, his gaze is locked with yours, and he seems to be searching your face for something.

“Cyare,” He murmurs, “Are we dating?”

You blink at him, slowly, “Technically, no.” You reply after a thoughtful moment, “We don’t go out on dates.”

“We could,” Cody offers, in return.

“We could.” You agree, your fingers gentle against his cheek, “Is that what you want? For me to be your girlfriend?”

Cody lightly cups your cheek, “What about what you want?” He asks.

You shake your head and then lean into his touch, “I will accept whatever you want to give me, Cody.” You reassure quietly, “but you…you’ve had so little choice in your life. So in this, I’ll follow your lead regardless of what you choose.”

He stares at you for a moment, “That doesn’t seem fair to you.” He finally says.

And you laugh, “That’s alright. We can make it fair.”

Cody’s fingers trail against your cheek for a moment, “I want you.” His voice is soft, and there’s something serious in his gaze.

You smile up at him, and when you speak, your voice is gentle, “If you want me, you have to want all of me.” You lean up just enough to ghost your lips against his jaw, “Not just my body, Cody.”

He tilts his head and catches your lips with his, “Your body is amazing, cyare.” Cody says against your lips, “But I’m just as attracted to every other aspect of you.” He kisses you again, and again.

You sink back against your pillow, and Cody settles himself on the mattress next to you on his stomach, “How fortunate,” You murmur as you roll onto your side and press a kiss to his shoulder, “that I want the same thing.”

He smiles at you, “I had a feeling you might,” Cody’s grin widens, “Still, it’s nice to hear it.” 

You laugh and kiss his shoulder again, “Well, I’m happy to prove you right.”

Cody rolls onto his side, and pulls you against him, his arm snug around your waist, “Do you want to go and get breakfast?” He asks.

“It’s nearing noon, love.”

“A lunch date then.” He corrects smoothly, “I have to meet with General Kenobi at 2…but I doubt he’ll mind if I bring you along. And we can go to the botanical gardens when I finish that.”

You bring your fingers up to caress his cheeks, “That sounds absolutely amazing.” You whisper, “But I need to shower if I’m expected to go out in public.”

He hums, and kisses the tip of your nose, “Want company?”

“Can you keep your hands to yourself?” You ask with a knowing smile.

“Absolutely not.”

You laugh softly, “As it happens, I would love the company.”

He kisses you softly, sweetly, “Go ahead and start the shower, I’ll be right behind you.”

You sigh and kiss him one more time, a long, lingering kiss that has his arm tightening around you, and then you slip out of his grip and roll off the bed, “You still owe me a massage,” You announce before you step into the fresher.

“When we get back, cyare.” Cody replies as he sits up and grabs his comm off the side table.

“I’ll hold you to that.”

He shoots you a painfully fond smile, “I know you will.” And then the fresher door slides shut. Cody sends a quick message, and then he tosses his comm back on the table and climbs out of bed himself.

#star wars #tcw #commander cody x reader #cody x reader #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #answered asks

[paperweight91]

😏

Well I think this calls for Andy’s intro Drabble don’t you think?!?!

I See Trouble on the Way

Pairing: Andy Barber x Reader (Runner)

W/C: 675

Warnings: mentions of animal attacks, impersonating law enforcement

A/N: this is a little Drabble that is part of our We’re All Monsters AU. As always comments and reblogs are my fuel. Please let me know your thoughts!

You stared at the man across the table from you. He seemed so normal. But looking in his eyes you could see there was something that wasn’t like most men you had ever encountered before. You took a sip of your coffee, black with a little sugar.

“So Professor Barber, I’m sorry to bother you with all these questions, but we really want to get to the bottom of all these animal attacks. Any information you can provide about the students would be really helpful.”

Professor Barber gave you a wry smile that had the lines around his eyes creasing. “Of course! I want to help in any way I can. Although I must say I’m a little surprised the FBI would be looking into animal attacks on a college campus. Isn’t that a job for animal control?”

His eyes were analyzing you, taking in your every reaction. You had never felt more under the microscope than you did now. You felt yourself get flustered at his questioning. “I, uh, well I’m new as I’m sure you could already tell. So I’m sure they sent me off on a wild goose chase to test me or something.”

Andy hummed and took a sip of his tea grimacing at the taste. He mumbled something about baristas not listening before placing the cup down and returning his penetrating gaze to you. “Please, ask away.” His smile was kind, and he reached a hand across the table to rub soothingly at your upper arm.

You fought back the tickle of want between your thighs, and gave him a shy smile. “Thank you Professor. All of the students were taking your classes. Did they have anything else in common that you know of?”

A few moments of silence passed as Professor Barber pondered your question. The whole time his hand never left your arm. “I really can’t think of anything. I’m sorry, with 400 students in a class I’m lucky if I can remember them all.”

You hummed and picked at a thread from your cheap suit jacket. You figured he wouldn’t know anything. You’re not entirely sure why you had agreed to coffee with him in the first place. This was clearly a werewolf attack. The man in front of you was just that, a man. You huffed and started to put your notepad away. “I’m sorry to have taken up so much of your time Professor. I really should get looking into some of the leads we’ve already got.”

Andy barked out a laugh and the sound warmed you to your core. “Did you really think I asked you to coffee so you could question me?”

At your quizzical look he continued. “I’m uhh, well it’s been a while since I’ve done this. My ex really did a number on me. She, uh, she nearly sucked the life out of me. I guess I was just looking for a little companionship.”

Your heart leapt at his words, it was a date! “Oh God I’m so sorry! I didn’t even. Crap. I’m terrible at this. Maybe once my case is all wrapped up, we could actually, you know…” you trailed off. You felt like an absolute fool.

Andy moved to sit in the seat beside you instead of opposite you. “You’re just adorable honey, you know that?”

You stammered and played with your fingers. You couldn’t meet his eyes if you tried. Finally you mumbled out, “My friends call me Runner.”

“Runner.” He tested the name on his tongue, rolling it around before nodding and stroking a finger along your cheek. “I like it, hope it means you won’t run away from me though.”

You chuckled, “Well unfortunately for now I have to get moving on my investigation, but I look forward to hearing from you again Andy. Really.”

You stood from the chair and gathering your items before reaching your hand out to shake his. Andy gave you a soft smile and watched you leave the cafe.

“Don’t worry Runner, you’ll be seeing me again real soon.”

#andy barber #andy barber x reader #we’re all monsters #I see trouble on the way #defending jacob #chris evans

[r0ckgoblin]

The Right Answer - bbf!e.williams x reader

summary: after a really bad day, you call ellie in the middle of the night. just needing someone to talk to, she suggest you two go for a night drive. nothing new right? you guys did this all the time, this night couldn’t be any different. wrong. this night, this night would definitely be different.

a/n: zoo wee mama am i nervous about this one! i got this idea from the clock app, i’ve been really wanting to try a hand at writing for ellie and the prompt was perfect for her imo. omg it was so fun! i hope you enjoy it! woohoo!! (also there’s a surprise guest mentioned 😏)

warnings: if you follow me and/or have read my stuff before you know this shit isn’t fully proofread… i can try to proofread all i want but i always miss something… *sigh*

*lower case is intentional*

you sigh tossing on your back, as if the day couldn’t get any worse, now you were not allowed the sweet blessing of sleep. staring up at the ceiling, wishing the thoughts that kept you awake would just be quiet for one moment. letting out a huff of dissatisfaction, you roll over and grab your phone. opening the message app you hope that the one person that can help you is awake.

ellie was your brother’s best friend since pre-school. within that time the two of you had formed a friendship as well. the two of you would hangout pretty occasionally, especially with your brother away at college. they were both a year older than you so hanging out with them when you were younger wasn’t difficult, you all got along pretty well so to say.

as you got older though, something about the way you saw ellie changed. you would feel certain ways about her, ways you didn’t understand. later you would find out those were ways someone felt about someone they liked. ‘but ellie is a girl..’ early middle school would tell yourself, ‘i don’t like girls…i think.’ you liked girls. these were feelings that could never be spoken about to anyone, because to your family, ellie was family.

“please be up.” you whisper as you open ellie’s contact.

you: are you awake? sent 11:26pm

you close your phone, prepared to try and go to sleep in case she doesn’t answer. you wait impatiently for a few minutes deciding that she is most likely asleep you text again.

you: nvm, we can talk tmrw:) sent 11:29 pm

before you can close your phone again, the message said it had been read and seconds later you see the three dots indicating she was typing.

els<3: sorry i was in the shower, we can talk now. is everything alright?? received 11:30 pm

sighing in relief, you text her back immediately.

you: yea i’m good, just needing someone to talk to. sent & read 11:31 pm

els<3: wanna go for a drive? received 11:31 pm

you: yes pls! sent & read 11:32 pm

els<3: omw recived 11:32 pm

ellie didn't live far and she's not the safest driver either, so you jump out of bed quickly and grab your phone and keys. you walk downstairs and sit patiently on the couch. not even ten minutes pass and you get a notification from ellie.

els<3: here received 11:40 pm

you: gotcha read 11:40 pm

you get up from your spot on the couch and speed walk to the door. "where are you going?" a voice behind you ask. you whip around quickly seeing your brother at the bottom of the stairs. "out with ellie." you answer. "okay be sa- what am i talking about i know how ellie drives. you coming home tonight?" by now your phone is buzzing with text from ellie.

els<3: what's taking so long? received 11:42 pm

els<3: helloo?? received 11:43 pm

els<3: hurry up slow poke! received 11:45 pm

"most likely, why?" you ask. he huffs, "mom and dad come home tomorrow, duh. you know how they are, they want this place spotless." you groan loudly, "oh fuck i forgot, look if i'm not home tonight i'll be back early tomorrow. love you bye, lock the door!" you say hurriedly opening the door and rushing out. "yea, yea love you!" your brother shouts behind you.

you dash to ellie's car opening the door, "hey sorry, my brother and i were talking." you say out of breath. "all good, i figured. by the way," she clicks her tounge, "we gotta get some gas in this baby." she says pointing to the dashboard. "that's fine." you say.

ellie backs out of your driveway and starts heading down the street to find the nearest gas station. "so, what's going on in the world of y/n?" she asks referencing to your need for someone to talk to. you sigh loudly, "a lot," you laugh, "its just a bunch of stuff you know, school and shit. not to mention, guess who i ran into today?"

"no way dude!" she yells. "oh, yea you guessed it, none other than miss anderson herself." ellie looks over at you with wide eyes. "did she talk to you?" you roll your eyes and groan, "what do you think?" if there was anything ellie loved more than life itself, it was talking shit about your terrible exes. "fuck dude, what she say?"

"same old same old, 'y/n i really miss you.' and 'wished things worked between us.' blah, blah, blah." ellie scoffs loudly, "she's the one that broke up with you!" ellie shouts "i know, that's what i'm saying!"

"she can honestly go fuck herself at this point." she says pulling into the gas station. she parks at the available lane and reaches in her pocket, pulling out some cash. "here, if you don't mind getting me a drink and anything you want." you smile taking the cash from her hand and nod. you both get out of the car, "what do want, anything specific?" you ask starting to walk away. "surprise me." you throw her a thumbs up and begin heading inside.

you walk to the drink coolers in the back, grabbing something that you think she'll like and grab yourself something too. you walk to the other side of the store to where the cash registers are. from the window you can see ellie talking to a girl. you watch as they talk, the girl obviously flirting with ellie. were you jealous, no. ellie could talk to whoever she wanted to. besides, any feelings you had for ellie were so repressed, they surely wouldn't be making a comeback. the cashier interrupts your thoughts, "ma'am your total is $4.38." you take your eyes off the view from the window and shuffle through the cash finding a $5 and handing it to him. "thank you, keep the change." you grab the two drinks from the counter and walk out the door, "have a goodnight!" you wish to the man before closing the door.

you walk back to ellie's car, you make eye contact with the random girl. she gives you a dirty look as you open the door and get in. you look at ellie just watching her talk, you notice her body language, she looks uncomfortable. you listen as she asks ellie to dinner and you with all the bright ideas, reach over and honk the horn, when you have the attention of ellie you look at her and throw your hands in the air giving her a stern look. and even though you had nowhere to be you point to your wrist signaling the time. she looks back at the girl, "sorry, my girl has a curfew." she lies. but wait hold on her girl? that made your cheeks burn hot. you watch as the girl walks away and ellie gets in the car. its dead silent pulling out of the gas station and on to the road.

"so," ellie clears her throat, "are we gonna talk about that?" you look over at her, "talk about what?" the girl that clearly wanted in your pants. "there's nothing to talk about." you mumble looking away from her. "oh no, there's something to talk about." ellie then reaches over and grabs your thigh, squeezing in lightly. you grab her hand placing it back into her own lap. "there's nothing to talk about, ellie. just take me home, now." you demand.

"whatever you say." the rest of the ride was inevitably uncomfortable. not one of you spoke to the other, ellie kept her eyes ahead of her on the road and you looked out the window.

when ellie came to a stop in your driveway, you immediately went to open the door, but it was locked. you huff and turn towards her. she gives you an 'oh!' look and presses the button, you quickly jump out and make a beeline for the front door. you hear a car door slam shut and turn to see ellie hot on your tail. you make it to the door, mentally thanking your brother that he forgot to lock it. before you can close it, ellie is pushing her way in. "we're gonna talk about it." she whispers. "there's nothing to talk about, you looked uncomfortable, so i was just trying to help." you whisper back. ellie shakes her head, "that's not what happened. you're gonna tell me the truth."

"what truth is there to tell?" you say frustrated, trying not to raise your voice. "you were jealous, weren't you?" she smirks. you laugh uncomfortably, "no, i wasn't." you cross your arms. "wrong answer y/n, you didn't want me going out with her." at this point ellie almost had you backed into a wall. "no, you can do as you please, i don't care." ellie now has you fully backed into the wall. "mhm, wrong answer." she says sternly, putting both hands on the wall caging you in. "i'm gonna ask you one more time, were you jealous?"

"please, if roles were reversed you would've been fine. its whatever, ellie." you roll your eyes. "no, i wouldn't have been." her eyes are dark and angry. "what?" you say below a whisper. "anyone that touches you, talks to you, looks at you, makes me rage. so no, i wouldn't have been okay. i would've been jealous. and i would be able to tell you that if you asked me." she leans in closer.

you don't know what to say to this. you thought that after all these years of pining over ellie and repressing your feelings for her, you'd never be a situation where she was possibly confessing her feelings for you. "what are you talking about ellie?" you say looking her dead in the eyes.

"please y/n, don't act like you don't know." she scoffs. "so, were you jealous?" she repeats. you bite your lip, not wanting to be honest, "fine, yes i was jealous. are you happy now?" ellie drops her hands back to her side looking to the ground, you think of the worst. what if she’s about to reject you? what if she just wanted to get a rouse out of you and tease you about it later? you watch her for a moment, she then looks up. "right answer." before you know it her lips are on yours. this kiss is slow and sweet, but ellie becomes hungry for more. its getting heated, ellie is grabbing anywhere she can get her hands. her lips move down to your neck and you moan as she nips at it.

you pull away quickly realizing where you were, "maybe we should.." you motion up the stairs. "right, right." she says breathlessly.

a/n:THE END TEEHEE! i cannot describe how excited i am about this fic!! it’s my first ellie one and i think it’s pretty great, maybe i’m biased. this was really fun to write. i wanted it to be smut, but i’m not really good at that so the end is up to ur imagination 😏 ANYWAYS thank you so much for reading this, much love <<33

#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie x fem reader #ellie x you #tlou part 2 #modern au

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Okay, okay, okay. I LOVE the concept of Salty!Matt you came up with, now I can’t stop thinking…what about Villainous!Nick? 😏 I bet he’s a mean, possessive, sarcastic jerk and I’m here for it!

I cannot believe you brought into the light a subject that was shared with you over the confidentiality of wine, bitch. But you know what? I’m not mad about it because it really is a nice concept, isn’t it 😏 *UNEDITED, because yolo - as the kids used to say - also I’m too old for these youngster slangs, ok. Forgive me*

Tag: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @letsgivethisonemoreshot , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @damnnhausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @baysexuality , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @sldghmmr , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @tahiri-veyla, @whenimakeitshine1234, @blaquekittycat

Nick’s crystal clear blue eyes followed his brother’s footsteps but his lips never left yours. He watched as his brother contorted from discomfort and he couldn’t help but smile knowing he was the cause of Matt’s uncomfortableness.

“What are you grinning about?” You asked after pulling back from the kiss. His eyes fixated on you and he smiled once again “Just happy to have you, that’s all”

“You’re too sweet” You landed one last peck on his lips before asking “More pie?” As you grabbed his plate from the coffee table.

“Yes, please” Nick’s hand was pressed against your lower back and he made no effort to retrieve it before you walked away. The silent reminder of who you belonged to didn’t go unnoticed by Matt, who just stared as his brother’s hand slipped from your lower back to brush against your ass as you walked towards the kitchen.

The subtle clenching of Matt’s jaw made Nick smirk to himself “This loser really thinks he stands a chance. Poor thing”, the wicked thought roamed Nick’s mind until the sly smirk turned into an evil grin.

“Hey, angel. Could you grab me another Diet Coke please?”

“Sure thing. Where is it?”

“Bottom drawer in the fridge” Nick answered before he stared at Matt with a smirk

The chocolate eyes intently watched as you bent down to reach for the bottom drawer of the fridge, the creamy orange pants served as a perfect canvas to your backside, the soft fabric cupped your round cheeks perfectly. Nick stood up from the couch and stopped beside his older brother, the sly grin never left his lips as he took a handful of his semi erection while his clear blue eyes also focused on your ass.

“Are you sure it’s here? I can’t find it” You called from the kitchen

“Yeah. It’s in the back part of the drawer, angel. Like, far in the back” Nick let out a soft hiss when you bent ever further down. His hand continued to play with his growing erection, the fingertips softly teased the tip with small pinches and he could feel all of his blood violently pumping through his body towards his groin.

“The true sight though is without the pants” Nick whispered to his brother “Like this is a fucking tease, but without it is the fucking paradise, even more if there’s no panties, when you can get glimpses of the plump lips between her thighs, begging for you to taste them. And when you pull back, you can’t decide if you want to fuck her ass or her pussy because both are begging to be filled. And fuck, she’s so tight” Nick grunted “It’s like some sort of black magic. Doesn’t matter how many times you fuck her, she’s always so fucking tight! Seems like the more you fuck her the tighter she becomes. And don’t even get me started on what that mouth can do. She could convince me to murder someone and hide their body if my payment is going to be a blowjob” He laughed before continuing “When I tell you she can take a dick like nobody else, fuck she’s so eager for it. And she takes everything so nicely, she takes every fucking inch while begging for more and you know I’m on the generous side so not every woman can handle it. But her? Oh fuck, she takes everything! In the ass, in the pussy, in the throat…there’s this cock slut that lives inside of her that never seems to get enough. She’ll do anything you ask, she fucks, she sucks, she rides, she loves being watched, loves to be shared, loves getting manhandled, spanked, gagged, choked, fingered, used, degraded…she’s fucking perfect”

“Oh, found it!” You called before standing up to open the can

Matt let out a low moan at his brother’s confessions before a warning snarl left his lips after Nick’s final statement: “And you know what the best part is, Matt? Is that I get to enjoy all of that! ME! Not you, big bro. ME! Don’t you ever forget that, Matty. Not even when you go upstairs to jerk off. She’s mine, not yours” Nick patted Matt’s shoulder “Now excuse me, because I need a kind of relief only MY wife can provide” With a final chuckle, Nick met you halfway through the living room. He took both the plate and the can out of your hands and placed them on top of the dining table, he whispered something that made you giggle before he intertwined your fingers and pulled you towards the garage.

#nick jackson fanfiction #nick jackson x reader #nick jackson imagine #nick jackson #young bucks #the young bucks #masochist writes

[amorgansgal]

So I have an request

I need in my life sort of grumpy/ sunshine and enemies to lovers trope!

Of course Arthur being grumpy and Reader teasing and annoying him for fun!

Might be with smut, with angry Arthur showing reader that her teasing must come to an end. 😏 tho I really need how their relationship would develop 🙏🙏

Hello, I hope this is ok :) I've only done a bit of fluff and a short hc. I'm going to pace myself with smut writing, so this is just the beginning of the relationship. Hope you enjoy!

When Arthur meets you for the first time he’s not in the best of moods. He had slept poorly the night before, hadn’t eaten well all day, been pissed off by Micah and because he got back late, he didn’t even get a decent serving of stew - just the burnt bit at the bottom.

So safe to say he’s a grumpy boy who isn’t interested in entertaining folk and plans to just sulk rest on his cot.

But he’s grabbed by Mary-Beth and Tilly who insist he has to meet the new gang member.

Arthur grumbles mightily, but is eventually forced over to where you were chatting with Sean. He immediately notices your big grin and eyes sparkling with mirth. He does his best to ignore the swooping sensation in his chest, when he hears you laugh.

Mary-Beth introduces you both and you offer him a hand to shake. Arthur scowls and gives it a half-hearted shake, more to hide the fact he is immediately intrigued by you than actual contempt or dislike.

‘Let me guess, they keep you around for your sense of humour and winning smile?’ you tease.

Sean cackles, Arthur scowls further and stomps off to his cot. He does his best to write in his journal and focuses on the previous events of the day, but he can’t help his eyes drifting over to you and writing just a very small paragraph.

‘If they’re making Sean and Uncle laugh like that, then I fear we have collected another fool for their entertainment, rather than someone who could be useful!’ he writes. He does feel a bit bad about it come the morning, but the writing remains in his journal.

Annoyingly, over the next few weeks you prove yourself beyond useful. You’re a quick, accurate shot, a keen thief with light fingers and, more importantly to Arthur, an excellent horse rider who cares for their horse a good deal.

Not that he gives you a lot of praise. Arthur scolds and dismisses your work, not wanting you to get cocky or arrogant. The fact that you don’t even let his barbs and comments bother you irritates him more.

You’re constantly making jokes and quips at his expense, though he’s fortunate the rest of the gang never seem to be around when you do.

‘You know, if you keep frowning like that the wind might change and then you’ll be stuck- Ah, I think it might be too late actually!’

‘Beans, beans and more beans isn’t actually the full three course meal you seem to think it is!’

‘You can laugh at my jokes, you know. It’s probably causing you great internal harm to not do so!’

‘Tell a funny one then and I’ll think about it!’

‘Uncle’s ass?’

‘That ain’t a joke.’

‘Yeah, it’s a crime against humanity!’

He actually manages a snort of laughter after that.

‘But seriously, why are you always so grumpy? Whatever did I do?’ You flutter your eyelashes at him in a pretence of innocence and Arthur ignores the little flip his stomach does.

‘You waste everyone’s time with yer nattering and jokes and nonsense!’

‘Oh, but Arthur, nattering and jokes and nonsense are all I have! You can’t take it away from me.’

‘Get enough of it from Sean, don’ need more of tha’!’

‘I think you enjoy it really!’ a teasing smirk on your face.

‘I don’t,’ he mutters. Secretly wishing he had it in him to kiss that stupid smile on your face. ‘C’mon, let’s get back to camp.’

He quickly kicks his horse into a trot, so he doesn’t have to look at your stupid, lovely face and admit to himself that your quick remarks and jokes really do make his day and he always looks forward to spending time with you.

#arthur morgan #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan x reader #arthur morgan x gn!reader #arthur morgan x gn/reader #arthur morgan x g/n reader #arthur morgan x gn reader #arthur morgan x gender neutral reader #arthur morgan x you #arthur morgan x y/n #arthur morgan headcanon #arthur morgan hc

[wistfulcynic]

last december my friend Kayoko came to visit and now, six months later, husband prime and i have finally got round to trying the collection of Japanese Kit-Kats she brought us. Here are our findings. 

First, the subjects: 

the flavours aren’t clear on all of them, but with the aid of google translate we have, starting at the top left and going across

top row: strawberry, milk tea, coffee 

middle row: orange, standard kit kat, cheesecake 

bottom row: pistachio, whole wheat, matcha (green) and dark chocolate (”adult sweetness” is the translation of the label, lol) 

tastings below the cut

the first one we tried was milk tea. Japanese milk tea is black tea brewed in milk and sweetened with plenty of sugar. Slightly reminiscent of builder’s tea in the UK in that it’s strong and sweet, but milk tea is creamier. 

the milk tea kit kat was very sweet to start, but the tea flavour was definitely noticeable at the end and lent a richness and depth to the white chocolate (which i generally don’t care for). Very good. 9/10 would eat again. 

kit kat two was pistachio.

now, i love pistachio in all its forms so i was looking forward to this one. Sadly, the pistachio flavour was very mild, almost undetectable. Still very tasty but a slight disappointment. 6/10

next is strawberry

another white (or rather pink) chocolate version. This one was very aromatic with a strong strawberry punch. Definitely artificial strawberry but a light and fresh one, not at all cloying. Personally i love fruit flavours in candy and so i really enjoyed this. 8/10

cheesecake is next

not super strong in the cheese flavour, but light and pleasant. It would be good paired with the strawberry actually. 5/10

next, orange

if you’ve ever had a Terry’s Chocolate Orange the flavour of this kit kat will be familiar to you. They’re almost exactly the same. So, delicious. Nice to have a bit of light crunch with the Terry’s flavour actually. 7/10

next, coffee

we weren’t certain at first if this was coffee flavour or just “coffee break” and it was a pretty strong chocolate flavour to start but with a definite hint of coffee at the end. Very nice, and probably would be good with a cup of coffee. 7/10

next is what google translate concluded was whole wheat

this one was fantastic. Very light and crunchy but with texture to the crunch, not too sweet with a caramelly, biscuity flavour in the chocolate. i thought it was a bit like a white chocolate digestive might be, husband prime likened it to a custard cream. Either way, fab. 10/10 i am going to be craving this one. 

next, dark chocolate

or “adult sweetness” according to the translation app. Saucy 😏. Dark chocolate isn’t my favourite but this was very good. Had a nice bitter edge without being overwhelming and also very rich. Good stuff. 8/10

standard kit kat

it’s a classic for a reason, and the japanese version has richer chocolate than you get in either the UK or US, with a lot of depth of flavour. Hard to go wrong. 7/10

last and definitely least, matcha

look, i know matcha has its adherents but you’re all wrong and have terrible taste. i tried proper matcha prepared by trained experts when i lived in japan and it was good, if a bit grassy for me personally. Very good when paired with some of their traditional sweets (sweet bean paste my beloved) but when it comes to flavouring other things? Ugh. No. Gross. Why do you want your ice cream to taste like lawn clippings? 

this kit kat did not taste like lawn clippings. It tasted, in husband prime’s words, like fish food (DON’T ASK ME HOW I KNOW THIS he made sure to add). Anyway, it was nasty. If you like matcha you might like it, idk, who can say what horrors your palate will tolerate. But for me it was only redeemed by the sweet crunch and the fact that the matcha flavour only came out at the end. 1/10.

the scores out of 10 obviously are based on my personal taste though i tried to be objective, hence the high rating of the dark chocolate. The following is my preference ranking, from first to worst

1. whole wheat

2. milk tea

3. strawberry

4. pistachio 

5. orange 

6. coffee

7. dark

8. standard 

9. cheesecake 

sir not appearing in this ranking, it knows what it did: matcha 

this was fun, and if anyone has a source for black market whole wheat kit kats... call me. 

#japan #japanese food #japanese chocolate #kit kat #japanese kit kat #kit kat flavours #taste test #japanese candy #japanese sweets #japanese chocolate taste test

[wildelydawn]

I love your fics so much!!! And I had a thought for your "Of Coffee and Conversations" So Chay deciding that if Kim won't tie him up or leave marks on him he's going to have one helluva time doing it to Kim. Maybe buying a vibrating butt plug and making Kim wear it and controlling the vibrations as punishment for Kim not being the "rough" that he knows Kim wants to be with him... Just an idea 😏👀

Thanks for liking “Of Coffee and Conversations”! I appreciate that so much!

For the time being, and since I’m lovingly forcing @shouyo-yo to create comics alongside these fics, I’m going to refrain from writing any explicit smut into this series. That might change, but as of now, Kim and Chay are just having raunchy conversations. I hope you’ll still keep reading OCAC though!

That being said, I love a good prompt. 🖤

Warning: The following has anal play, sex toys, orgasm denial, and use of restraints. 

Kim’s not sure how he got here, wrists tied to his headboard, his nightshirt pushed up to his chin, his boxers sitting incredibly low on his hip bones. He imagined that Porchay would take their previous conversation and go wild. In fact, Kim figures he should blame himself. He did, after all, ask Porchay to be rougher with him.

He didn’t expect Porchay to go balls to the wall though.

“Did you drug me?”

“No. You just sleep really deeply after a session at the studio.”

“Right.”

“You do. Like a bear.” Porchay has his back to Kim as he looks through his sock drawer. He rummages through until he finds what he’s looking for. “Ah! Got it!” He turns back to Kim. “It’s new.”

“What’s that?” Kim asks, not scared, but curious. He cranes his neck, but he can only see Porchay and not what he’s holding.

“A present.”

“Oh? For me?” Kim teases.

“Yeah.” Porchay crawls into the bed, settling himself neatly into Kim’s pelvis. Kim feels his dick twitch underneath Porchay’s ass. “I’m taking your advice.”

“It’s about time.”

“It’s too bad you have that magazine shoot tomorrow.” Porchay’s face hovers over Kim’s. “The biting and scratching is what I really wanna do.”

“That really is a shame,” Kim drawls.

“So I had to come up with an alternative.”

“Oh?”

Porchay finally reveals what he’s holding. Between their faces, Kim sees an average sized black silicone plug.

Aw, that’s cute. Kim smiles sweetly. He wishes he could be intimidated, but he’s had a rich sex life. Bottoming isn’t new to him, and the plug is nothing compared to what he had fucked himself silly on before going steady with Porchay.

He admires Porchay’s tenacity.

“I think I’ll like the alternative.”

“I hope so,” Porchay whispers, his fingers dragging Kim’s boxers down.

“I hope you have lube-“

“Of course I do,” Porchay says, lightly kissing Kim’s mouth before trailing down his chest.

Kim inhaled sharply. Porchay’s breath tickles his skin, and being flat on his back is strange; he can’t see what Porchay’s doing, but he feels everything. Like the soft, wet stripe that Porchay leaves across his ribs, the little bite Porchay makes on his belly. As Kim expected, Porchay kisses him everywhere except where he aches the most: his cock is more than ready.

But with the snap of the tube’s lid, Kim knows Porchay has other plans.

Kim doesn’t wait. He spreads his legs before Porchay can ask.

“I think you like this alternative too much.”

“What can I say? I have an open mind.”

“Do you?” Porchay’s fingers, slick with a cool substance, trace around Kim’s rim.

He sucks in a breath when Porchay’s finger presses inside.

“I guess you do have an open mind.”

“Are you calling me a slut?” Kim demands, trying hard not to sound so needy. But he feels his ass swallowing Porchay’s finger.

“Mmm,” Porchay wonders. “No.”

After a few thrusts, a second finger twists its way in, and Kim whines.

“Or maybe I am?”

Kim grits his teeth. God knows he’s had worse done to him, but it’s Chay, and it’s Chay’s voice and his fingers all up inside him, just barely touching, fucking Kim where he needs it. “Not as rough as I thought you’d be,” he manages, desperate to hold onto whatever pride he’s got left.

He knows he’s slipping, though.

Porchay pulls away from his lover, and Kim is breathless with the loss of contact, straining against the ties. His lover liberally douses the plug in lube before looking back at him.

“I’m not cruel,” Porchay whispers as he begins to push the plug into Kim.

Kim goes lightheaded, sees black splotches in his vision. The only mercy is that he can’t see Porchay pushing the toy into him because he’s certain that doing so would cause him to snap. He gasps as Porchay works the tip in.

And they know the plug’s only getting wider from there on.

“Chay,” Kim moans.

“Kim. You look so good,” Porchay whines as if he’s the one about to be plugged up. “Can… can you take it all?”

“Fuck, yes, keep- Ah!” Kim cries out when he feels his ass stretch again, pride left dead and forgotten.

Chay gives Kim’s thigh a trembling kiss when the final bit of the plug is nestled into his lover. Kim’s panting when Chay sits up, drinking in the sight: his idol boyfriend, tied down, plugged up, sweaty and needy from him.

“Not rough enough?”

Kim’s dazed. He can’t answer. He’s had worse, but nothing has ever felt so blindingly good. Full.

“I’m not cruel,” Chay says, reaching into his pocket.

Suddenly, Kim feels vibrations tearing through his body. His back arches as he cries out Chay’s name.

“Or maybe I am.”

#no beta I wrote this while eating a sandwich #KimChay #this is about sex my dudes #don't read onwards if you don't want to #ask #answered #thanks for the prompt anon #love u anon #dawn pretends they're a writer #kim theerapanyakul #porchay kittisawat #KimPorchay #KinnPorsche #ficlet #flash fic #KP fanfiction #myfics #my fics #OCAC #EE #dawn's ficlets

[punkscowardschampions]

Casey & Janis Pt.5

Janis: [‘He ain’t trained enough to eat in, even in a gentrified fur baby inclusive place’ nodding like you’re right and it’s Chubby’s fault not yours, because he isn’t trained at all so he would probably wee on the floor as well as be after everyone’s food lmao ‘you’ve got no in with the yummy mummies yet’ like soz boy, you’re stuck with us for company]

Casey: [‘sort of lad who deserves breakfast in bed anyway, aren’t you, mate?’ at Chubby as he loves upon him again because he’s such a good boy who we love BIG ‘but don’t be getting no ideas, bollocks name like that won’t mean you can eat ‘em, bit frowned upon even in these circles, that, like’ with an exaggerated eye roll like I know I know you should be able to because they’re all gonna be such dickheads and gentrification is all about taking over so it feels unfair, lol I can’t wait for when Asia is having a baby at the same time as you guys, that’ll amuse me so much]

Janis: [rolling your own eyes and shaking your head at these antics but in a far more loving way because you’re such a big nerd and we love to see it ‘dashed his dreams, there’ like what a poor baby]

Casey: [‘Oi, don’t say that, I’ll owe him more than sausage and bacon then’ like shhh, with the gentlest nudge because the tablets have not kicked in yet and don’t hurt yourself please]

Janis: [‘have to watch what you say around kids’ like that’s a minus right there for a start, giving him the same gentle nudge back ‘and they always want more’]

Casey: [‘it’s alright, kids of mine’ll want for nothing’ looking at her in a way that’s almost a LOOK because he said as much to her earlier with the he’d do anything of it all so, keeping to his word of being a daddy to everyone there ‘can have anything’ this is where it becomes a full LOOK]

Janis: [brushing our hand against yours here ‘aren’t you worried they’ll be spoilt brats?’ as a genuine question even though it sounds like more saucy talk because we’re blushing at the memory that comes with exchanging LOOKS]

Casey: [‘it’s not like anybody else’ll giving them their own way all the time’ because that’s life too and not how it works unless you’re rich af which is not what we’re saying about jc ever ‘be chuffed if I manage it’]

Janis: [‘you will’ because we don’t doubt it ‘you’re obviously the pushover’ because have to keep it light, can’t be too real about it]

Casey: [🤨+😏 ‘you reckon?’ when you gotta have a lil playfight and try and push her over even though you’re clearly in pain still so it’s the softest one ever and so much more saucy and romantic for it]

Janis: [obviously we’re focusing more in keeping upright than ‘fighting’ you back because no, need to be careful whilst we have the good sense to be because lord knows you forget when you’re too far gone, nevertheless the ‘I know it’ has to be said]

Casey: [‘some things might just be for you’ because she said a very similar thing when he said about sharing her with footballers so I must, as he’s blowing her hair out of her face in a saucy way like but don’t get it twisted I could literally blow you over you’re that soft for me]

Janis: [‘I don’t wanna share’ doing such a real pout about it like soz you’re already pregnant girl, you’ll live, putting your hair dramatically over your face again so he has to move it back]

Casey: [moving her hair so gently with his hand this time because his mouth is too busy thanks to having to pull her on pouty bottom lip and suck and bite it all very deliberately and as soft ‘you’re still gonna be my baby too’]

Janis: [‘don’t you like having all my attention?’ however that sounds with our lip being played with and the effect that’s having on our breathing ‘I don’t know what it’s like to share you, not really’ because he does know but the closest we got was exgate and we tried to avoid you, as shortlasted as it was]

Casey: [‘I’ll have it for ages, you said yourself’ shoutout to when she called baby Jac a thing but the point is valid, you’re barely pregnant rn gal there’s loads of time ‘no need to share sod all’ kissing her whilst smiling like it’s okay, don’t worry about it yet]

Janis: [‘polite way of telling me it’s stupid to be jealous of a baby’ like I know, I know but we’re still kissing you with the intensity needed to convey that we are in this moment, soz not soz]

Casey: [‘it’s not stupid for the idea of everything changing to do your head in’ has barely pulled away from all the kisses because does not want to ‘it is mine an’ all that I’ve had you for no time, for how much of it I could’ve if I’d just-’ cutting himself off to kiss her again obvs]

Janis: [‘We could’ve had years’ because we know at least since the wedding things haven’t been right ‘I’m sorry’ because it isn’t ideal but we know we can’t get rid of Baby Jac so it’s just how it is, yet again kissing you like we don’t have somewhere to be because want you to know how badly we wish you had, that we had]

Casey: [‘I’m sorry, but kicking myself over every chance I never took won’t take me back there to do them again’ another pause to kiss dramatically ‘we’re here, we finally fucking did it, that’s what matters’ and of course then carrying on the most dramatic makeout sesh of all time until Chubby sees something and almost does pull her over and he unthinkingly and immediately helps to save her in a cinematic manner because always but it needs to be teamwork baby cos that matters to me and is their entire vibe, not just him catching her like a damsel in distress]

Janis: [‘It was mutual’ because could’ve just as easily done something but it wasn’t an easy decision so you didn’t and that is what matters so we’re nodding and doing a little happy crying into this makeout until we are rudely interrupted by this dog like excuse me sir, are going to scowl at you a bit even though it ain’t your fault]

Casey: [the way he’s doing the checking her over thing they do SO intensely even though he should know damn well she’s not hurt cos it was a split second and you both reacted perfectly to stop her being, not to mention he’s also wiping away the happy tears from before that he didn’t get chance to as if Chubby’s caused them now with his naughty antics, before also looking at him like rude ‘you’re down some bacon now, dickhead’ at him like you’ve lost yourself a slice for that behaviour sir I hope it makes you think about what you did lol]

Janis: [this will amuse us enough to flap away your concern and wipe these tears away more like it’s all good, we’re okay ‘he’s sick of the pitstops, obviously’ looking at this dog like politer ways to let it be known but fine, we’ll keep walking]

Casey: [nevertheless he will be reaching for your hand gal, however creatively and therefore adorably you have to handhold cos of these injuries]

Janis: [looking at you for a sec to check you’re not just gritting through the pain and how you’re doing it is actually comfortable before giving your hand the lightest of squeezes like hey]

Casey: [giving her such a genuine smile and hearteyes in return because gotta, he’s so full of love, not soz, just walking and handholding with someone you never thought you’d get to be a couple with nbd]

Janis: [it’s wild, I also don’t know what you would do if someone you knew saw you right now, which is definitely bound to happen so remind me of that fact because yeah, you’re out here being coupley now]

Casey: [we definitely do need to do that because it would happen sooner rather than later I’m sure but we’ll give you rn because it would be too cruel to force you to address it at this precise moment]

Janis: [ooh the goss that we’re not even worrying about right now because more important things but no, it doesn’t need to be now, there is enough to contend with and we need to get breakfast, tah, so Janis get in there and get this food]

Casey: [keep this dog out of trouble meanwhile boy, we all know you’re a big nerd and you’ll just be trying to teach him a new trick while you wait]

Janis: See if he can earn back that 🥓

Casey: [a voicenote cos he can’t type as per ‘I will do if nowt else’]

Janis: Your breakfast wasn’t being held for ransom, you’ve behaved 

Casey: [‘dickheads getting a show from their cars should be who’s paying for it but what can you do’ lol imagine, they wouldn’t be hurling money sir only insults]

Janis: 🤞 some of those dickheads were my clients and they’ll tip me later

Casey: [‘When you off back?’ sir that doesn’t make sense as a sentence but okay, I don’t talk properly either so who am I to judge]

Janis: I’m not on a proper break really, should be there sooner rather than later now he don’t need us

Casey: [‘but I need you’ blurting that out as though this isn’t a voicenote you could just not send]

Janis: [just turning in this queue to look at you so !!]

Casey: [obviously looking back at her with as much !!]

Janis: do you mean it or 

Casey: [‘I don’t mean I’ll chuck myself into the road if you say nah ‘cause you’ve got bills to pay but’ a pause and then another voicenote ‘yeah, I’m not ready for you to just go back to touching up footballers’]

Janis: [deffo smiling down at our phone]

Janis: then I’ll see what I can do, work it out officially

Casey: [smiling so big in her direction that she’ll be able to feel it even if she isn’t looking any more]

Janis: You’re going to ruin my reputation, dickhead

Casey: [‘don’t say ruin, you’re gonna have me wanting to do all sorts to you’ the way that’s a voicenote she has to play, soz everyone else]

Janis: it’s a good thing we aren’t staying

Janis: no one in here is keen enough on that idea

Casey: [‘they’re only jealous I’ve got better ideas you’re mad keen on’]

Janis: I’m keen on how you sound

Casey: [‘and how’s that?’ as if you don’t know lol]

Janis: how you always do, like you wanna ruin me

Casey: [‘I’m trying well hard not to be fuming I can’t hear you’ as if she’s SO far away because he’s clingy like that]

Janis: [voice note whisper ‘don’t be mad’]

Casey: [‘be out here with me’ as if she can ‘no point having kids if you’ve gotta then keep on with everything by yourself’ as if baby Jac or Chubby can hold the fort waiting for this food]

Janis: [actually wait the couple minutes it’ll take for your order to be ready because it can’t be that long and then come out and give him the hearteyes you had to stop giving him from inside this cafe]

Casey: [will be kissing her like he hasn’t seen her for a million years, no notes, we all know Chubby will be equally buzzing]

Janis: [‘I missed you’ and we mean it, even though we’re laughing at both of you ‘before it gets cold’ as you’re passing him his share of whatever breakfast-y vibe you’ve gone for, Chubby you gotta learn to wait sir]

Casey: [I don’t even need to say at this point that he’s gonna be kissing her and eating it at the same time, we know who they are, bold of you to be this coupley and gross where anybody could walk past who knows you but I said we’re letting you off today and we shall]

Janis: [and you’re so welcome because it’s already a bad look for y’all without giving a literal show about it lmao, sorry they’re too loved up to give any concern to anyone else in the world atm, just behaving like feral children]

Casey: [too loved up to give a fuck my boo says and she’s so correct, you’ll have the excuse to keep it moving at the scene Chubby’s causing cos of being denied any food eventually at least, he’s just a baby and he’s a cross one]

Janis: [‘your training starts here’ like nay nay sir, this is not how life is gonna be lmao, we’re laying down the law and then licking some food off Casey’s face when we could’ve used our thumb to wipe it]

Casey: [‘hang on look, I’ve showed him this while you were gone’ and whatever simple quick trick you managed because he’s a smart boy actually and I already said Casey taught him to come and sit to a click or something like that I vaguely recall, BUT getting adorably flustered because of her licking him so it takes a sec to demo whatever this is]

Janis: [😏 at you being flustered but also impressed and proud at this new trick so giving Chubby praise and a tiny bit of our food and giving you a kiss where we just licked you a second ago ‘he’s not bad, really, few months and he’ll be able to get in anywhere’]

Casey: [‘send him while you put your feet up’ she really still won’t be that pregnant by then but it’s your kink boy so I’ll let you imagine + you loved treating her like she was 90 years old just before you got together we all remember]

Janis: [‘have no clients left if I took that long off’ tucking yourself in by his side like you wish babe]

Casey: [a sigh that he was hoping sounded more bants than it actually does because he really is dreading when y’all have to go back to work and face real life and all of that instead of just being feral hogs together all day]

Janis: [‘being an adult is shit’ like yeah I know ‘guess it was easier when you could spend a shift finding the next girl?’ it sounds judgy written out but we just mean it genuinely like yeah, that must’ve been an easy distraction]

Casey: [shaking his head ‘this is what comes easy to me’ because it’s true, y’all really have taken to being a couple like you’ve been one way longer than you have and we know damn well he was hating life before ‘being an adult with you is never gonna be as shit as when I were a kid without’]

Janis: [when that was what you didn’t even know you needed to hear today but it so was and you can’t hide your affection if you wanted to ‘it doesn’t have to be monotonous and hard going, not when we have each other properly’]

Casey: [‘it’ll be like when you came back early for me, except neither of us have binned work off or are hiding in the garden on a comedown and sometimes I’ll be the one with all your faves for you’ because remember when he got his gf and that happened, before it lead to icecube gate and all the drama it was really sweet]

Janis: [‘I could repeat that day’ because we do remember and yes, we loved that day ‘only needs a few adjustments to be perfect’]

Casey: [‘have to see if the hotel can get us [whatever film they watched that day that was one of his tween faves] or [a film that was one of her faves in the same time period] on its crap telly’]

Janis: [just casually buzzing ‘proper sick day, like’ because you are skiving once again but it is for a better cause now at least, even if you’ve not told anyone what that cause is yet ‘we should get some ice packs actually, that’d be good for the swelling’]

Casey: [‘fingers crossed you don’t get another proper headache’ said like he wouldn’t be gutted at all if she did though because he LOVED looking after her that day when she did and we all know it ‘be adding candles and sherry to the list’ because RIP to all of us when he ran her that bath]

Janis: [‘you do need to rub antiseptic all over my back and that’ that blatantly being your ass we know where he was hitting you lmao ‘but if you wanna keep looking after me, I could be convinced’ because we all remember how mutually into it you were]

Casey: [not this boy literally lifting her top up to have a look at her back exposing it to whoever might be walking along this street with y’all, at least he isn’t showing them all your ass I suppose gal, but still, rubbing his finger really gently over the marks there like he needs to prove how well he’s gonna do it when they’re back cos that’s what she meant by needing to be convinced]

Janis: [‘how does it look?’ because why be offended when you could be turned on, like you are by everything he does, just trying to twist your body so you can see and make eye contact as he’s touching you]

Casey: [‘how’s it feel?’ cos duh he’s as turned on by it and it wasn’t like he could see them at the time from where he was even if he wasn’t distracted af so it’s !! cos basically hitting him for the first time, pressing a bit harder as he asks, obvs]

Janis: [biting our lip to stop a noise coming out as you’re pressing down ‘it was a slow build sort of pain, you know? Scratching until it felt like it was burning’ moving his hand to another, more fucked up injury from this tree trunk like press there because blatant]

Casey: [letting a noise of his own come out at what she said because when has he ever given a single fuck and he wasn’t expecting that level of a detailed answer, likewise no hesitation in using his thumb where she directed to really do the most] 

Janis: [‘Casey’ as a plea here and now because if his actions weren’t getting you, his noises always do ‘tell me how it felt’ we obviously mean the business with the branches]

Casey: [‘you wanna know what it felt like?’ and before she can answer, and as always with no regard for their surroundings just fully tonguing these back wounds as a means to even try to explain the !! factor of branchgate]

Janis: [there’s 0 chance of you holding in the noise you need to make this time because he caught you fully off guard with that and you are not okay, having to steady yourself however you’re able to at the time ‘fuck!’]

Casey: [soz gal but he had to cos he was caught off guard by the branch antics in the best way and why use words when you can use feral actions, really going for this because her reactions only ever spur him on and we can be kind and say y’all walked enough that you’re not in the hustle and bustle any more as if that means it’s fine for him to be lowkey bending her over the nearest available thing while he’s doing it and really pressing his body into the ones on her ass, I’m picturing a housing estate and like an electric box or something but idk, not important]

Janis: [we’re here giving you all the control, on our tiptoes so we’re pushing even harder into what you’re doing to us, holding our ankles ‘it was like being licked by fire, I need you to do it to me more’ of course this takes an age to come out and be fully coherent ‘if you were inside me, that would be heaven’]

Casey: [‘do it to me’ blurted out with 0 hesitation because why would there be, he wants everything to be mutual always and for them to feel what each other does, saying ‘when’ like a * because we all know he’s making that happen rn immediately, soz everyone and surroundings be damned, thank god you’ll all be at work by now]

Janis: [thank god because the casual scream we do is anything but and completely unholy ‘fuck me like you want it and I’ll show you how you’ll take it like a good slut too’]

Casey: [you’ll should be getting paid fr because what a show you’re putting on, just absolutely wilding out as if you’re in the privacy of your own home despite very much not being, oh lads, small mercy those painkillers will have kicked in, not a moment too soon]

Janis: [we just cannot be tamed in this era, the chill has left the chat and we’re just telling you everything we’ll do to you whilst losing it further ‘why am I such a whore for you? You’ve broken me’]

Casey: [just telling her to ‘get it all out’ again lowkey over and over, those sacred words, like that’s why sis too much pent up shit and too vanilla of a man, we all know, as he’s also losing it fully here, thank god the unhinged loud noises will be muffled slightly by how busy his mouth is still going at her back injuries whilst his hands do the booty ones cos you sadly can’t contort your body to lick there from this position and with these ribs]

Janis: [‘I would let you do anything to me, would’ve in that car’ remembering your first hook up has you arching your back into him so hard ‘there was no going back’ when you are free to run your mouth and are being entirely too loud as a result, gonna have to start biting your arm]

Casey: [oh their first hookup, how iconic, all the mems have him feeling the exact same way, obvs and he could not be fucking her deeper if he tried ‘there were no going back from [whatever the first moment from the icecubegate day was that y’all really pushed the boundary, I’d have to re-read to remember what it was but we get my point, even before y’all’s first hookup]’ would actually be hilarious and ridiculous how long it would take him to say that for all the reasons, but it isn’t to you two it’s only hot af]

Janis: [‘you know I’ve always done whatever you asked since we met’ because true the casual lack of hesitation on icecubegate day to come home said it all and we’re FINE thinking about this rn]

Casey: [‘me an’ all, whatever you’ve wanted’ because the added you don’t and haven’t even have needed to ask cos it’s so real, literally since he was 12 he’s just out here doing whatever he’s told or whatever it’s clear she wants and we have no regrets about this, soz anyone who thinks we should]

Janis: [‘am I a bad person if I’m about to cum after hearing that?’ blurting that out like but really because damn ‘you deserve everything I’m gonna give you, baby’]

Casey: [‘you’re a bad girl if you don’t’ would be bantsy if not for everything y’all are doing rn and therefore how sincerely he means that ‘it’d be fucked of us to cum over the worst of what that tree gave you though, yeah?’ me like don’t jizz over her injuries thank you sir for the love of god]

Janis: [‘I’m your good girl now’ so insistent like no, I would never let you down, that would be the worst thing I could do, thus shaking our head and being deliberate with how we’re moving our entire body with it ‘cum on me and give me worse, I wanna hurt with you’]

Casey: [you know he’s got issues when that’s the most romantic thing he’s ever heard but it is and I get it, such a relief she cannot see he’s doing his can’t cry but would if I could and am doing all the big blinks etc gestures for it at the sheer !! of his emotions about that, quickly distract her and yourself by making both of you cum and you doing it in exactly that extra of a manner]

Janis: [gonna have to have you fall on your ass so you actually take a second to comedown even slightly this time because that was intense for you both, even by your standards, just catching your breath here and scanning you to make sure you’re okay, or at least the right side of NOT OKAY]

Casey: [my boo says CALM DOWN you heathens and I couldn’t agree more, it’s not even night which would make this slightly better, and y’all have once again forgotten poor Chubby exists, what is he tied to or when did you drop his lead and how far has he wandered? Questions you fools aren’t asking yourselves, get your tea you ordered with breakfast and drink it mr, maybe then you’ll find chill, it’ll probably still be boiling hot, takeout teas are always hotter than hell]

Janis: [why are they so hot, they’re impossible to drink, especially in the styrofoam cups, they’re the worst for it, I hope that Chubby has lingered because truly, you’re being very irresponsible lmao, at least when you have a place to live you won’t be doing all this mess and dragging this dog along for the ride; and you do have the whistle/clicker thing so use that to get him back and give him the breakfast you didn’t finish as a bribe]

Casey: [so cute that you brought the gift into it, I see you boo, hopefully he wasn’t far and the worst he’s done is slightly fuck up a randomers garden or some other area you’ll never have to worry about, give him all the love too because you CANNOT look at her rn you still feel too !!]

Janis: [we’re not going to hurt this little bub in any way just ‘cos y’all are wildin’, not soz, it’s our story and we do as we want to, still, you should not linger here so get yourself up girl and back into that hotel room ASAP]

Casey: [mhmm, it’d be realistic but I REFUSE, anyone but Chubby, I love him with all my heart thank you, and so does Casey he just can’t help being a feral bitch, y’all will calm down slightly soon it’s just been literally no time since you got together and that’s really important to remember]

Janis: [like I don’t think it’s even been 2 weeks yet, could count all the convos and work it out but like, pretty sure and that’s the whole point, we’re basically in shock but in a good way lmao]

Casey: [exactly, nevertheless, Winnie says get marching, you can’t be that far from the hotel because you’d have picked somewhere close by for both this dog walk and breakfast moment, for me it’s the total silence because he’s shooketh by the intensity of everything that just occurred lol, walking and sipping that tea trying not to drop it cos can barely hold the cup, do it 2 handed like me hun you’ll be okay]

Janis: [at least you aren’t insecure like that with him girl or you could really be thinking you did something wrong in this silence lmao; but we can tell that isn’t the vibe hence we aren’t pushing anything, not to mention we’re as entirely shook ourselves and need the moment too; and at least your legs are basically fine boy because we do need to get inside pretty sharpish because even with our clothes tugged back down, we’re fully aware that we are covered in your cum rn and we don’t need anyone bored on reception getting that welcome]

Casey: [it may be a shithole of a hotel but have some decorum please, get to your room and in the bath/shower before all those scratches on your back get infected gal, he’ll be coming at you with antiseptic but knowing you both you’ll get distracted by vivid flashbacks when he does so actually get clean first, lowkey you should too boy, the state of you by now]

Janis: [I imagine it’s a bath with a really shit shower vibe because that’s generally the vibe with older/outdated places, which will be an effort to get you in sir ‘one way to get you to miss that gaff’ like this is not convenient at all, sorry]

Casey: [‘let you be a real nurse though’ as if she’s gonna spongebath him every time he needs]

Janis: [‘I should retrain’ because of course we will, honestly working around your bandages it would be easier, until you can’t bear not having a proper wash and then we’ll take ‘em off and get you under this terrible shower]

Casey: [‘fuck that, I’d see you even less’ cos imagine, it’s already a nightmare he has a night job and her a day one]

Janis: [‘clients would be less fit’ as if we’ve ever fancied any of these footballers lol]

Casey: [‘and you’d be touching a load more of ‘em up’ cos nursing is pretty grim lbr]

Janis: [making a face like oh no, you caught me lmao ‘I’m not known for my bedside manner by basically anyone else so’]

Casey: [‘make a lad feel special, you’ saying it a lot less shady than when the girls were fighting just before he showed up here lol]

Janis: [‘don’t you?’ raising a brow like we’re simply amused and not like but really because of when you said it before]

Casey: [‘it’s one of’ because she makes him feel everything we all know]

Janis: [‘you can run me a bath again then’ like good, in the realest way possible]

Casey: [I gotta have it be noted that he’s blushing a lil bit cos thinking about how special he felt not long ago when those feral antics were occurring and she said the most romantic thing he’d ever heard, even though he’s off to run her a bath cos gotta do what he’s told always, because however a fleeting of a glimpse, we all know she’ll see it]

Janis: [we are OBSESSED with you blushing like we didn’t just behave that ferally on the streets in broad daylight, its so you twos vibe and its adorable honestly, hence we’re following you into the bathroom and giving you a cuddle from the back]

Casey: [getting this bath sorted out and generally behaving like she isn’t hugging him until it’s running and then of course he’s turning around to fully hug her properly, he’s a hugger for her only, he’s gotta]

Janis: [‘you okay?’ saying it v casually but we do wanna know if you hurt yourself any more in said feral antics and that you’re also not too shook by what we said/did, giving you a quick kiss]

Casey: [a noise like yeah from within the hug to keep it casual ‘you?’ being said post kiss before he turns it into more of one]

Janis: [‘am now’ like it’s been too long since you last kissed in any way at all]

Casey: [the way he’s just immediately sitting on the edge of this bath and making her sit on him to kiss more like he didn’t choose the most precarious surface to do so in this entire bathroom and there isn’t a toilet right there y’all used earlier and could’ve again, oh sir I despair, I really do]

Janis: [my boo says if you fall in this tub, I am not responsible dickhead lmao, we’re going to be kissing you very soft and chaste and barely putting any weight on you as a result but how bad we clearly wanna do more will make it a mood ‘when we have a place, we’ll make sure there’s an amazing shower too’ between these kisses]

Casey: [remember when I did and got that big bruise, be careful you fool, thank god she is being ‘I’ll get myself retrained an’ all’ like he’s gonna become a builder or plumber or interior designer or architect or whatever lol, we know you LOVE your job hun]

Janis: [very softly pulling his lip into your mouth and sucking on it so you don’t break the skin but to express that you want more than you can do rn ‘you’re perfectly trained’ shaking your head and also not letting go of his lip to say this]

Casey: [the softest sigh because he clearly wanted more too before she even did that and those antics are doing the opposite of making him wanna be careful as per but I’m putting my foot down and saying once again there’s no way you wouldn’t be hurting from being that feral so you simply can’t sir]

Janis: [we know we gotta calm down, can’t help being a little pouty about it but it’s obviously @ these injuries and Ian and not @ you, peeling yourself off him very carefully and stepping towards the door ‘see what the mini bar has in place of sherry’]

Casey: [‘is there a mini bar?’ like bants but also this place is such a shithole clearly that it’s a fair question, with the tone of I can go back out and find a shop if you want, because always doing too much, never chilling]

Janis: [‘focus on my bath, you’ like I’ve got this because assumedly you’ve worked out if there is or isn’t, and you don’t really need a drink drink anyway, so even if you just get y’all something you got from the shops on your run last night, the point is attempting space you don’t wanna have but need]

Casey: [‘go cold if you piss off now’ as if she’s gonna run away to the shops this second, I think not sir it’s okay]

Janis: [‘I’m not going anywhere’ and throwing an item of clothing into the bathroom to prove your point]

Casey: [I just imagine Chubby thinking she’s playing and chasing after said item of clothing to then carry it away so that would amuse him and he’d be loling and playing with this pup as if tug of war isn’t dangerous to you and to these clothes]

Janis: [just stood there like excuse me sirs ‘I don’t look enough of a state’ like let us not rip my clothes, ‘cos god knows how many you have with you currently]

Casey: [‘you look-’ not being able to finish his sentence because he made the mistake of stopping messing around with this dog long enough to actually look at her and is stunned by how stunning she is as he always is, doing the most dramatic swallow of all time about it]

Janis: [‘you can look’ after just looking back at you in silence for however long we can bear doing that, taking off whatever item of clothing you still had on without breaking said eye contact]

Casey: [don’t mind him, he’ll just be here looking at her forever while the bath overflows and she freezes to death because cannot look away]

Janis: [we will be here feeling like we’re doing a full body blush but we’re not going to turn away]

Casey: [eventually you will have to walk over to her and lead her to the bathroom for this bath for the throwback of when he did when he ran her the other bath even though he had no need because it’s her house and she knows exactly where it is, as I remember us saying in brackets at the time lol]

Janis: [we all saw through that thinly veiled excuse neither of you was actually making and we also all loved it lmao, like we do now when this can’t be more than 10 steps let’s be honest]

Casey: [so glad you have a thinly veiled excuse to stay cos gotta wash her back for her as she won’t be able to reach properly cos having to leave that day was heartbreaking]

Janis: [y’all were devastated but today is not that day and you can take your time with that, boy, you will both enjoy it]

Casey: [it’s always a cute and caring moment but for you pair it’ll also be a hot one, so yeah, you’re both welcome, love that he’ll have to be really slow and deliberate about it cos his own injuries when really he would’ve anyway just cos he wants to]

Janis: [just making little sounds that would be unclear if you’re into it or it’s stinging because it’s definitely both, lay on your stomach in this water so you don’t have to lay them against what is probably not the cleanest of tubs and he can do this for as long as he pleases ‘I’ll get the ice for you after’ like you also deserve a pamper/relax boy]

Casey: [being softer about it after she makes those sounds as if softness doesn’t kill you both harder than literally anything, also doing her booty cos he can when she’s laying like that and so why wouldn’t he ‘tah’ but said like ILY because he do]

Janis: [‘I should be saying it to you…’ because have we relaxed at all since the drama really popped off, no, not even a little]

Casey: [‘go on then’ but playfully because obvs she doesn’t actually need to and he isn’t doing it for that]

Janis: [‘rookie mistake not waiting for me to show you’ 😏 but we are also playing because we know we’ve gotta attempt to chill, regardless of how we feel]

Casey: [splashing her like oi but doing it in the softest manner ever so it’s more like he’s just trailing his hand in the water and then stroking her face v lovingly]

Janis: [putting your face in his hands lowkey and just looking up at him adoringly ‘what would I do without you’]

Casey: [‘we’re not finding out’ because never gonna leave her and cannot even bear the thought]

Janis: [shake your head then dunk it under water ‘cos you need to do a deep clean girl, including that mane]

Casey: [10000% putting his hand on the top of her head like he’s gonna hold her under because we all remember those antics but this time kissing the top of her head/her hair and letting her up]

Janis: [when you emerge from under, flipping your hair back so you splash him a bit like oi you ‘tease’ kissing his hands]

Casey: [just playing with her hair for a sec before he starts washing it for her, which is gonna be as creative and adorable as the weird handhold he had to invent but we love that you’re making the attempt and y’all love teamwork so it’s fine]

Janis: [‘don’t lose your hand’ like your hair is that treacherous but the way we’re saying it lets you know how much we’re enjoying the sensation, however haphazard the actual washing attempts are]

Casey: [‘got another one’ in a very much I don’t care if I do tone because duh, getting that other hand even more involved for emphasis and also purely cos he can hear how much she likes all this]

Janis: [‘reckon I prefer you with two’ like it’s saucy bants only here and nothing more but then we add ‘also reckon I’ve never seen your knuckles anything but bruised’ which is undeniably emosh ‘I ain’t felt clean in-’ stopping yourself because you don’t even know when to say because it seems like you can always trace it further and further back the longer we’re really letting ourselves think about this, so just shaking our head again, going under the water to get rid of the shampoo and just be under]

Casey: [a look like thank god for that cos bit of a weird kink he’d have to commit to otherwise lol ‘you won’t even have to see that when they’ve healed themselves’ quietly but sincerely cos feel the need to yet again promise not only that he’s done with Ian but also that he’s gonna not be hitting people anymore whatever the circumstances, letting her stay under for a while cos he gets what she’s saying and knows she needs it literally to wash these suds off but also in the emosh sense, before he gently pulls her up and runs the shower head to properly rinse her hair, one handed so he can keep the other arm between her back and the bath meaning like we said if it’s a bit grim her skin and the wounds he cleaned aren’t touching it]

Janis: [smiling at you a little when we do come up because we believe that you mean this promise but we’re not going to be out here demanding you make any, it’s all gotta come from you and what you want ‘you may as well be in here’ because you would be so wet with all this helping but we’re also saying we’ll help you in if you like ‘shower ain’t that bad if you wanna stand’ ‘cos you’re tall so you wouldn’t have my boos issue of being unable to step in, it’d be getting down and back up again]

Casey: [a head shake because this is her moment of being looked after and he’s letting her have it, emphasising this by doing her conditioner and after he’s taken his time with it and while he’s leaving it to sit on her hair for a sec, washing her stomach as though he’s bathing this bub, asking her ‘you gonna have all this hair for me to sort too?’ in his soft taking to Baby Jac voice’]

Janis: [when you’re not at all used to this but you’re trying your best to be your version of a good patient so you keep your mouth closed and try to just enjoy how it feels and not be constantly thinking if he’s okay and what he needs, as is just your default; at least this Baby Jac softness is that distracting you can’t be anything but entirely paying attention to what he’s doing and saying, full !! ‘Probably, even Ian has hair’ like my fam has good hair genes and so does yours lol, we’re whispering as softly but we’re trying to joke so we aren’t fully 🥺]

Casey: [‘no pressure now, like’ @ this bub like if you come out bald we’re all gonna take the piss but then he’s just chatting away about how much she’s gonna love baths and all the toys he’s gonna get her to go in them etc etc, being a soft dad, while just carrying on washing the love of his life anywhere else he has not already]

Janis: [‘how do you know what to say?’ as if he has a script or something because it just sounds perfect to you and you don’t understand]

Casey: [‘I only say what comes into my head’ with the unspoken so can you when you’re ready to cos as per it doesn’t have to be perfect as nothing with them does]

Janis: [‘maybe I’m just not as nice as you’ like it’s fine and we aren’t at all concerned we’re going to be a horrible mother, distract yourself by kissing him, whenever he’s in a position his face is close enough to pull towards yours]

Casey: [‘Course not, you’re loads nicer’ said like he’s then not being the nicest ever by washing her v sensitive boobs and giving them the most attention possible]

Janis: [‘there’s no one else I’d trust to look after us’ using the us as an actual plural here, pushing our body up to meet your touch]

Casey: [absolutely does not need to rinse her body off using this shower head but he is because he knows it’ll feel good too the way he’s aiming it at those nips]

Janis: [the sigh that turns into a gasp, using our fingertips to follow the direction of this water ‘you might have to do this again for me, when I’m too big’]

Casey: [‘no need to wait til she’s almost here when I already am now’ because he’d do it for her always and he’s going nowhere, but his eyes are lighting up at the mention of her being that pregnant obvs, it do be his kink and it goes without saying he’s therefore directing the shower head between her legs for how it’ll feel]

Janis: [‘every night then’ with a hot lol like oh okay then but it feels too good to knock it ‘you might change your mind when there’s so much more to wash’ because we know you won’t lmao, just shamelessly and without realizing opening our legs up wider for this]

Casey: [‘alright’ because he would, no bants detected ‘mind’s made up, even when there’s 3 of you to wash’ shoutout to these 2 bubs who don’t really exist yet but will]

Janis: [‘you have to wake up every day and pick me’ as a * correction because trauma sis]

Casey: [‘you know that’s what I’ll do’ because no question ‘you’ve been my best mate since I had none’ never over the way your dad made you move to a different country and it wasn’t even the start of the school year, flop move Ian, well done]

Janis: [‘be me with none now’ because the socialising you do would’ve been as a couple and no one is gonna pick your side in this, tbf ‘not that I’ve ever been drowning in ‘em’ like oh well, and splashing some of this water up your body for emphasis of how much we don’t care right now]

Casey: [‘nah, can’t let you have it’ cos all his mates are lads in their early 20s like him obvs and the type who aren’t gonna stick around when he’s doing all his dad antics instead ‘drowning in nappies’ll see mine off as quick’ but he’s blatantly as unbothered, kissing her to highlight this]

Janis: [‘We’ll be your mates’ in this kiss with all the feeling how casual the words are does not convey ‘best fucking mates’ as the shower accidentally hits in just the right spot and has these words sounding full feral]

Casey: [‘I pick you, kids or just us, a decade ago or a decade from now’ because he do, there’s no au in which he would not, said while he’s kissing her even more feral and turning that shower head up as much as is possible, keeping it aimed perfectly]

Janis: [‘you’ll have all the hot mums wanting to be your friend anyway’ like it’s okay, they’ll be better friends I am sure lol but we can’t stop kissing you to commit to our bants ‘you’re all I need’ when you can barely get that out but simply must]

Casey: [‘you better not have no single dads trying to be yours, can’t come back from what a bastard I am if I orphan some kids’ not actually bants at all, he’d be FUMING lol, kissing about it in a lowkey aggressive and possessive manner]

Janis: [immediately into it and making it known by how we’re sounding and how we have to grab your shoulders which hopefully doesn’t hurt too much because it was instinctive and we ain’t trying to stop this moment dead]

Casey: [we’ll allow it, he’s injured af but we gotta let y’all have some fun, which this very much is rn for both of y’all]

Janis: [‘if you’re a bastard, you’re mine’ like I don’t think you are but if you are then so be it ‘cos I love you as you is]

Casey: [‘it ain’t my fault you’re the hottest mum this town’ll have ever known the like of, gonna need locking up you will’ cos where’s the lie she’s stunning now she’ll be stunning then and stunning after]

Janis: [‘it ain’t mine either’ with a pout like hey ‘yours is the only attention I’m ever trying for’ because we don’t try we all know, she just is naturally that stunning and doesn’t need the world to tell her]

Casey: [giving that pouty lip the most attention he ever has, so dramatically and !! ‘and you’ve not once had to try for it neither’ cos knows she’s doesn’t have to try but she doesn’t have to with him either cos he’s always given it, obsessed like I said lol ‘that’ll never change, I could never be that bastard’ cos not ever pulling a Jimothy and going off you gal]

Janis: [doing 🤏 at him because you can’t speak when you’re being given that much attention, for multiple reasons because there’s obviously been plenty of times where he has tried to get over you, like girlfriendgate, and you feel like you’ve lowkey not let him, somewhat shamelessly, even though we know it wouldn’t have happened anyway, shake your head because you either, obviously ‘this never went away’ doing a forehead lean that is so !! with tension]

Casey: [shaking his own head like no no purely so he can do more with her bottom lip than he already was, before obviously matching the forehead touch with as much if not more !! cos duh always, and starting to touch her as well as doing the most with the jet of water still]

Janis: [‘alright, I still knew’ but however unintelligible that is with your lip fully in his mouth and your reaction to being touched by him because we don’t care how ridiculous we sound because we like reminding you of the effect you have on us at all times, attempting not to launch yourself at him and stay still so no further injuries occur but we are moving our face closer to yours, somehow]

Casey: [likewise getting as close as possible to being in this bath with her as he can without actually getting in it, without even being aware of it here in this moment, because any space between you atm is rude and unacceptable and he simply can’t help trying to erase it all]

Janis: [at least you will be on top of us so you can use us to help keep you out and to stop it being full getting up from the floor vibes, we’re rolling with it because we like how it feels and always want to be this close to you, giving your lips attention of their own now because reciprocal always ‘I’ll just kill anyone who looks at me for you’]

Casey: [no regrets ever, even if you did end up in agony, we know that and he’s making it known by the sound he’s making at what she’s doing and what she said]

Janis: [tilting his head so you have his ear and whispering all the hypothetical and gory ways you could kill these people, casually]

Casey: [could not be going any harder touching her about it, of course]

Janis: [idk what clothes you did or didn’t keep on in this bathing attempt but however we have to make it happen we’re letting it be known we wanna touch you too by pawing at you like a puppy]

Casey: [when you almost make a sound like a puppy cos of how much you want her to, not at all casually and wordlessly begging over here]

Janis: [‘have you missed me?’ like it’s been any time, touching you super lightly so it’s all tease and anticipation here]

Casey: [giving her the puppy eyes as well now, no bants at all, could not be more sincerely desperate despite the way it’s been no time]

Janis: [‘you’re so-’ because obsessed with this energy and it shows in the way we’re looking back at you, taking the shower off you to see how it feels for you when we point it at you, trying out all sensitive areas and keep checking for his reaction on his face too]

Casey: [he’s always gonna shamelessly give her reactions like this is the first time or it’s been a thousand years, we all know that about him and obvs rn isn’t an exception]

Janis: [‘-fuckable’ like we’re just finishing our sentence now and needed to be shown this before we could]

Casey: [‘fuck me then’ because he always tells her to do things like that so simply must and the way his voice would sound is an added bonus]

Janis: [shaking your head ‘I like how you look when you want me to’ like you have to beg some more, sorry not sorry]

Casey: [‘how I always look’ like it’s a * cos always wants that unless it’s literally happening]

Janis: [biting our lip because seriously ‘its distracting, looking at you and knowing exactly what you want to do’]

Casey: [getting even closer to her and positioned so his 👀 are all she can see]

Janis: [now that we can’t see and neither can you because its all eye contact only, properly wrapping our hand around you so you can fuck our hand]

Casey: [and he will, there’s no chill lol]

Janis: [‘I can feel your pulse, it’s so fucking fast’ speeding up for you accordingly]

Casey: [feeling hers because he’s gotta, but on her wrist this time with such a dramatic grab for the hand she’s not using]

Janis: [‘show me where you want it’ telling you what to do like we didn’t just gasp at the surprise of the pressure]

Casey: [when you put her hand on her own stomach and then yours over it like we’re just being cute instead of feral]

Janis: [‘holy shit’ because last thing you expected and you’re not okay ‘what if I could feel it?’ as a whisper like imagine]

Casey: [he’s not okay about that as a prospect, soz you’ve got a while before you can live that dream, sir, you are gonna just have to die imagining and do your own gasp]

Janis: [‘what if your cock is inside me and she moves, are you going to cum in me?’ guiding him in you as you’re saying this]

Casey: [the most shameless noise ever because there’s no pretending otherwise about how into all this he is, it’s too late for that hun, and he’s unrepentant anyway clearly so]

Janis: [‘push until I feel you here’ pushing your hands down harder and making space so you’ve both got a hand on her stomach fully ‘think how deep you are’]

Casey: [doing what he’s told as per, we all know who he is, once again apologies to Chubby who’s probs trying to sleep and anyone else who’s around in this hotel for how loud all this will make him be]

Janis: [we’re as bad it’s getting to shouting level here with the intensity of how it feels but it’s the day so not soz to anyone but Chubby ‘get me ready for it, how much it’ll hurt to get her out to meet you’]

Casey: [as long as neither of you slip and fall to your death with how flooded this bathroom is going to end up, nothing else matters, and that’s just as well cos he can’t be tamed and could not be more extra after she said that, way more into this whole pregnancy and childbirth thing than you should be, sir, can’t relate, and he’s also buzzing to have a hand free rn to molest all the injuries from branchgate he can reach, at least they’re clean now so I can feel less bad about it]

Janis: [you’re both highly into it thank god because who else could you be exploring this with right now, no one, hence ‘I feel like I’m gonna piss or something’ because we’ve lost any and all control over what this is doing to our body and you’ve been warned]

Casey: [he’ll just be telling her to do it, we’re all aware, fucks not given, and then kissing her so !! because gotta always just be the most inside her possible and overstimulating this poor girl at all times]

Janis: [pulling his tongue down your throat desperately because it’s mutual and also a decent way to stop you screaming the place down, manipulating your stomach harder, so he can feel your hand as much as you can feel him from inside and out]

Casey: [you’re all welcome for the lack of screams, especially you Chubby, I don’t even need to tell you that his non-stomach touching hand moves from her back to her throat so fast, this isn’t our first rodeo]

Janis: [we’ve truly lost it and are definitely squirting all over you basically as soon as your hand is there, body going limp so you’re holding us up by our throat and the fact we’re still fucking]

Casey: [not that you’d care but I’m glad you’re in a bath for this cos I’m not as messy as you guys, oh lord, as if he wasn’t already losing it too, that’d just really make him the most feral ever, god bless]

Janis: [truly the state this bathroom will be in because no fucks given we must be insane, hence the incoherent and choked way we’re begging you to do everything you are and could be doing to us rn]

Casey: [meanwhile he’s not just moaning her name but everything he’s ever called her including whatever he did on the day of icecubegate when he called her some kind of ridiculous petname by accident when they were having the blanket playfight + milf and any other hot mum related things he could possibly think of]

Janis: [just repeating ‘I’m yours’ after every single name, no matter how unhinged this makes us sound because of the pace we’ve gotta get these two words out every time and connotations ‘cos we mean it]

Casey: [say it back and as many ILYS as you can get out yourself because too many emotions to shut his mouth + ‘we’ll be such a happy family’ with the same energy of we’ll be your mates from earlier]

Janis: [nodding ferociously like we have never agreed with anything more ‘I fucking adore you, boy’]

Casey: [‘be careful, girl’ like this is gonna be what hurts her and not your feral af antics, I have to laugh, cupping her face one-handed by like holding her chin, you know what I mean, and kissing her in the softest way ever]

Janis: [frowning like I hear your suggestion but respectfully no lmao ‘why?’ like it’s such a silly idea because it is to y’all but you’re melting at this soft kiss amidst all this carnage and being very vocal about it to let him know]

Casey: [‘you’ve gotta get to 100 with us’ so quiet compared to how loud y’all were being so sincerely cannot live without her and he said that’s how old he’d be on the last count]

Janis: [‘I’ll be 103 then’ giving the top of his head a soft kiss like you’re promising as sincerely]

Casey: [‘and have 3 years on your own with the single grandads, I don’t fucking think so’ like no you shall not haha]

Janis: [‘I’m so much older than you, as you love to remind me’ like excuse me, calling me an old slag lmao]

Casey: [he was frowning big cos he hadn’t done the maths on it and then he can’t help but smile amused like oh yeah remembering all those past bants despite the fact the age gap doesn’t really exist anymore at the age you’ve reached]

Janis: [nudging him like the absolute cheek but we’re smiling back at you ‘not enough to be a toyboy, but that’s about all the gossips been taken away from ‘em’ like you can’t be saying that lads but there is so much else in terms of scandal]

Casey: [‘they can crack on, I’ll look even fitter in the paper with you next to me than I used to do’ because all the gossip when he was a kid with his mum literally disappearing really was something]

Janis: [cupping your face now because you’ve told us all about this, of course you would’ve but even in what we’ve written it’s been mentioned ‘thank fuck I’m not that famous’]

Casey: [‘be able to enter her to win a competition while we’re there an’ all’ cos idk if beautiful baby competitions still exist but they used to and if they did baby Jac would win hands down]

Janis: [‘pay her way’ like yeah Baby Jac, get to work and win that £150 or whatever ‘I hope she has brown eyes’ blurting this out lowkey, soz that neither of them do hun but we’re about yours, and your brothers before you but shh]

Casey: [‘piss off, they’ll be [and going on to describe hers in too much detail and with too much feeling which Clove won’t let me ramble about rn cos trying to type every word is a struggle]’]

Janis: [do a little stunned lol like well then because what can you say to that ‘give me another one with brown eyes’ quietly but determinedly like you’re putting a request in that he can fulfil] 

Casey: [‘she’ll be the double of you’ just like I know it and he’s so right for that ‘so alright, would be a bit rude of me to insist they both are’]

Janis: [me like sorry they both are BITCH lmao, you’ll live girlfriend, you can’t just keep having children waiting for one to look more like him, tempting though it may be ‘promise’ and holding your pinky out but not grabbing his because that would be foolish]

Casey: [haha soz not soz gal, you’ve clearly got the strongest genetics ever, but for rn y’all don’t know that and so he’s obvs holding his out and lightly pressing both your fingertips together cos the closest you can get with how fucked up his fingers are]

Janis: [heart eyes because you’re precious and this is soft ‘I can call you daddy in front of anyone and they can’t say shit’ like parent perks]

Casey: [‘they’d only try and say shit once’ like you can do it now if you want I’ll fuck anyone up who takes the piss dw]

Janis: [‘don’t wanna be like my sister about it’ because we don’t, ever, we had the sisterly comparisons still, even if we try to deal better than we did as a teen]

Casey: [‘you ain’t’ so sincerely it’s amusing because it seems shady but he’s not even trying to be, she’s just really not ‘there’s no other lass like you’ in a believe me I’m worked my way through enough of them to try and look for one tone]

Janis: [rolling our eyes playfully like oh yeah, ‘cos that sounds like such a cliche and the kind of thing an annoying bitch would wanna hear]

Casey: [when you go to nudge/hit her playfully like oi but it just reminds you of the feralness of branchgate v vividly and also you’re that close so you just end up headbutting her again in the same !! manner as when he did it earlier in one of their many other hookups]

Janis: [lowkey squaring up to him aka getting in his face and being like ‘yeah?’ under your breath, like he’s trying to fight you for real because how else can you convey your !!]

Casey: [the way he’s LOOKING at her when he lifts his head is doing for him somewhat, as is the ‘yeah’ he gives back like he’s challenging her to fight him too]

Janis: [when you’re suddenly being SO silent compared to how loud y’all were being, so all you can hear is your breathing getting more erratic]

Casey: [grabbing her jaw much harder than when he cupped her face via her chin not long ago, and kissing her pulse point like he can measure it that way, as hard and with teeth grazing against it]

Janis: [I’m sorry but you truly cannot fight him right now, accidental injuries will occur, so you gotta submit, gasping hardcore at this touch]

Casey: [my boo says calm it down, but he shall not even and will instead be biting her shoulder how he often do when they’re !!]

Janis: [‘I don’t fight dirty’ accidentally making it sound hot and we both hear that so kissing you aggressively as a distraction]

Casey: [shamelessly falling for that distraction tactic though, he can’t help it, cue such a ridiculously hardcore makeout sesh]

Janis: [will make your lip bleed but that’s acceptable because y’all lowkey always do that ‘when I wanna give you bruises, I don’t need his help’ like this will not be a collaborative effort, Ian, crashing against your lips enough to bruise 100% though]

Casey: [‘when it’s your turn nobody else can have a look in, especially not him’ cos agreed, you’re not invited to the party ever again Ian]

Janis: [‘no one else can, end of’ like not on my watch is anyone hurting you regardless]

Casey: [that just making him die because it’s hot af but also caring af and it’s impossible to cope with both of those things in this moment ‘it’s different’ when you don’t even know how to verbalise all the ways you mean that, like 1. Things are different now but also 2. They’ve always been different when it’s jc]

Janis: [‘we can trust each other’ like yeah, you can’t trust Ian or anyone else to give a shit, even when they should]

Casey: [‘I used to reckon there were a line I wouldn’t cross with you, end of, and that’s what was different, but that’s bollocks, it’s that I can’]

Janis: [nod like I understand as you’re processing this ‘I want you to get everything you need from me, assuming I can give it’]

Casey: [‘nobody else like you, you heard’ cos he’s just in awe of her and the way she isn’t scared of him like everyone else is or wanting to change him how everyone else does, despite knowing it since he’s known her]

Janis: [‘you’ll make me blush’ 😏 because the scene, as usual, but we’re massaging your earlobes as we’re just looking at you lovingly ‘we can do whatever we want, and we should’]

Casey: [‘be a waste if I don’t’ like who else can and will and you look so cute and hot when you blush gal, all true facts, and he’s obviously pulling out all the stops to make it happen cos we’re likewise giving the biggest heart eyes and whispering to her anything he can possibly think of that could cause a blush]

Janis: [‘you’re always teasing me’ because we know this will be enough to achieve a blush and have you squirming, so we have to move one hand down to a nip instead, doing the same massages ‘be nice’]

Casey: [‘you keep on saying it like I don’t give you exactly what you’re after’ because she called him a tease towards the beginning of this bath when she splashed him as well, really doing the most to prove that he really does give her exactly what she wants always, of course]

Janis: [‘don’t stop’ like I couldn’t hack it if you didn’t, hence the reminders, shifting up so your boob is in his face, just shamelessly shoving that in your mouth like please and thanks]

Casey: [blatantly was already taking don’t stop as an instruction as far as being determined to make her cum over and over again as many times as humanly possible but then he’s also taking it as one to suck on her titty forever and always]

Janis: [the noise we’re making, like a drawn-out and entirely unhinged humming because we’re so about it ‘baby’]

Casey: [not him saying ‘mummy’ rn with no hint of shame or embarrassment when it simply won’t be made incoherent enough by these antics for her not to hear it, sir you stop it]

Janis: [we are OBSESSED because why should girls only be allowed to get in on the action, could not be reacting any more blatantly about it, good thing you don’t need to breathe for a minute because we’re holding your head to us SO tightly]

Casey: [I say we CAN’T be living like this but he’s as blatantly into it as she is, likewise the way she’s suffocating him rn, the reactions are all UNHINGED as per usual]

Janis: [holding you like this until you start to struggle naturally because that’s the only way we’re stopping here, then of course not letting you breathe without us kissing you at the same time]

Casey: [simply have to retaliate by pushing her under the water when he eventually pushes her away so that he can reenact the whole keeping her under until she’s struggling and then not letting her breathe without kisses vibe cos duh, he loves when shit is mutual and why not use the bath setting]

Janis: [we know this is your favourite, spitting the water we got in our mouth at you, making you hold it in your mouth whilst we choke you with a wet t-shirt or flannel, whatever we can find to tighten ‘round your neck]

Casey: [oh lads, your lack of chill is my fave, RIP to this bathroom truly because the first chance he gets he’ll be running more water so that y’all don’t freeze to death and there’s more to be feral in cos so much of it must be on the floor by now, especially with how he’s reacting to all that cos loving every second of it, of course he is]

Janis: [for real you’re due more water or you will be cold and in an empty bath, not that you’d notice I’m sure but you can keep playing this way so ‘good boy’ is in order as is directing you so you can put your butt under this tap and experience that because more concentrated than a shower]

Casey: [we all know anything booty related is such a fave of his, so LOSING IT about this as if y’all haven’t been going insane the entire time ‘fuck!’ with all the feeling is just the start of how !! he is]

Janis: [‘fuck it’ and pushing you back and forth to simulate just that ‘I love seeing you like this’]

Casey: [going harder than she did for both y’all’s benefit ‘I don’t wanna stop’ cos she said don’t but he is DYING and knows damn well he cannot keep this up forever, it just feels too good and if that wasn’t beyond blatant by what he’s up to it’s even more obvious cos of how long it would take him to say that]

Janis: [‘cum up my ass, just shove it up there, I want you to pound me whilst I pound you’ as a complete blurt out, the only way we can say so many words and not get lost in pure noise]

Casey: [0 hesitation, especially not in this moment or about this, definitely getting lost in unholy noises while he instigates that]

Janis: [the complete lack of preparation mixing pleasure and pain has us there so fast but we promised so we’re not hesitating with using our fingers to get as deep as we can, using the feral way we’re fucking against you to push further, smacking our other hand against the back of your thighs]

Casey: [don’t worry gal, he’s gonna be in exactly the same boat as far as this feeling like it’s gonna be over as soon as it’s begun cos DEAD, everything about this is just too iconic and obviously nothing he’s ever experienced with anyone else so making it even more !! than it already is]

Janis: [‘you can cum and I won’t stop, it’ll be agony’ just promising that like you might not mutually die here, which is a very real possibility ‘you’re mine to fuck as long as I want, it’s not up to you’]

Casey: [‘all yours, all night’ like yep keep going for hours and hours yet nbd, despite being said like he’s very much about to cum rn immediately because how he feels]

[skvatnavle]

Smutty drabble idea for Marcus and Lily - since they're gonna have to spend some time apart... Phone sex? 😏

I can't even begin to describe how happy I am by receiving an ask for something I have written. Squealing with joy! So of course, I'll happily oblige ❤

Author's notes: I have no experience with phone sex (nor have I read fics with it), so didn't really know how to approach this. But I hope I did the ask justice anyway. And once again beta'ed by @yespolkadotkitty. Seriously, thank you! Wouldn't have done all this without your help ❤

Summary: Even though Marcus hates living in a long distance relationship, he does find one perk to it - phone sex.

Part of the "True love's Kiss" universe, set between chapter 5 and the epilogue.

Warnings: SMUT (18+), masturbation (m and f), dirty talk, sex toys, vivid imagination, cum and honestly, sweet Marcus dirty talking is a warning in itself.

Far away, but never far apart

Marcus lets himself into his empty apartment, putting down the bag with his Chinese takeaway on the table.

He pours himself a glass of wine and sits down on his couch, turning on the TV.

He doesn't pay much attention to it, busy eating and looking at the clock.

One more hour until Lily is off work. An hour and a half until she is home. Two hours until she calls. Counting down the minutes.

Long distance dating, he’s come to realize, suckes, and isn’t for him. He hates coming home to an empty apartment. Hates only having her in his arms every 3 or 4 weeks.

Whenever they visit each other, he loves every minute. Couldn't get enough of her company, her laugh and… well, he just couldn't get enough of her.

And every time they had to say goodbye, he hated it.

But he wanted to make it work. Hell, that was what a phone was for.

The phone had become the most important thing in his life. Countless messages, phone calls and video chats. Whenever they had the time, they talked.

And he had to admit there was one upside to this whole long distance relationship thing. Phone sex.

At first he was weirded out, felt so silly. But he had come to appreciate it. Hell, even love it. Especially when Lily had put on that sexy blue lace lingerie. See-through, and it fit her so fucking well.

Fuck, how he had wanted to tear it off her.

Luckily he got to do just that a week later. And he’d done it many times since.

He feels himself harden at the thought. It had been 2 weeks since Lily visited him last, and the need for her was beginning to be too much, all he could think about.

He’s pulled out of his train of thought, by his phone ringing. It's Lily.

"Hello there Mr. Pike." He can hear her smiling through the phone.

"Well, hello yourself, Miss Dawson" he counters, smiling widely. He bites his bottom lip, palming himself through his pants.

Knowing his tone of voice, hers turns seductive, almost purring into the phone.

"You miss me?"

"You know I miss you the second you walk out my door" he answers honestly.

"I know. Me too. But maybe…" she tries seductively, "there is something I can do for you?"

Marcus hisses, as he unbutton his pants.

"Tell me what you want me to do, baby," she purrs into the phone.

Marcus can see her in his head, clear as day. Laying in her bed, her hand slowly moving between her thighs.

"Touch yourself for me, sweetheart," he pants, already a firm grip on his cock, his hand slowly working his length.

"What are you wearing?"

She giggles seductively, making his cock twitch. Fuck, even her laugh drives him wild.

"Called you first thing out of the shower," her voice is like velvet, "so right now… nothing."

Marcus moans, the memory of her soft body running through his mind. Her perfect, full breasts. Her plumb, round ass. Her thick, soft thighs.

Fuck… As much as he enjoyed this, it was fucking torture. What he wouldn't give to be with her right now, so he could feel her. Fuck her.

"Fuck baby. Wish I was there. Tell me how wet you are?"

"Fuck… I'm so wet for you, baby."

Marcus hisses at her words, imagining her pussy, slick and ready for him. He spits into his hand, before he grabs his cock again, tightening the grip.

"I wish I was there. Would taste that sweet little pussy, make you come again and again on my tongue."

He can hear her pant through the phone, her breathing strained.

"Marcus..." his name is barely a whisper.

There is a faint buzzing sound on the other end, making Marcus smirk.

"Missing my cock, sweetheart? Bet that little toy can't fill you up like I can."

Marcus has never been much of a dirty talker, but fuck, if Lily doesn't bring it out in him. He knows how much she loves his smooth, deep voice. He loves the power, knowing how easily he can make her come undone, using only his words.

"Fuck… nothing fills me up like you do, Marcus," her breathing is coming out in heavy pants.

He twists his wrist slightly, working his cock faster. He is close, but he wants her to come first. She always comes first.

"Sweetheart, I need you to be a good girl for me and come. I… I need you to come."

He can hear her moaning, crying out in pleasure as her orgasm washes over her.

He pumps his cock faster, chasing his own release, when Lily speaks softly.

"Fuck… I wish you were here." Her whimper, the want in her voice, is enough to send him over the edge. He keeps pumping his cock, as his release covers his shirt and hand.

After they both come down from their highs, Marcus smiles into the phone.

"It can't compare to the real thing, but fuck... baby…."

"Yeah, I know… Only good thing about us being apart is your sexy voice on the phone" she giggles.

A proud smirk grazes Marcus' face. This might not be the kind of relationship he thought he wanted, but damn if he doesn't love it anyway.

Thank you so much for reading <3

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[howl-of-the-blood]

DAY 4 - Kitchen

[post canon]

[a bit naughty 😏]

[Ino's route]

๑ Ino loves to have a midnight snack ๑

~

An unpleasant dream wakes me. Nothing important - just an ugly fantasy of my mind. But I can still feel the putrid residue of the dissipating nightmare. I roll over, half-asleep. The sheets are cold on the other side, uncomfortably so.

"Ino..."

I moan, looking for his skin to warm my body. My fingers are gliding across the pillow, expecting to feel strands of his hair. But find nothing.

Startled, I open my eyes. He's not... there. Again?

With an exasperated sigh, I get up and cover myself with a robe. Again, Ino, really? Walk isn't something I prefer doing in the middle of the night to warm myself up. Luckily, I know exactly where to go... This time.

I'm surprised to find kitchen lit. Barely, true, but it was pitch dark the last time I came here in a similar ungodly hour. It's way past midnight and there should be no servants here. However, I soon spot the source of light: a man and a woman hid themselves, wedged between a table and a shelf, trembling in fear. They were holding hands staring somewhere to the back of the kitchen.

"What is going on?" I whisper but I still startle them.

With a mix of yelping and shushing, they grab my limbs and drag me to the ground right next to them.

"Dama, be quiet!" the woman's voice is strained; she's barely holding down the tears. "We're in danger. There's a psoglav in the pantry!"

What? Psoglav in a city? In the heart of a castle? Ridiculous. But I couldn't utter a word because the two cooks were out of their minds and babbling without a break.

The man nods furiously - or maybe he's trembling. "Yes! It's been eating our food for several nights. We thought it was one of the new apprentices so we came to teach them some manners."

"But-but-but," the woman is now loudly sobbing, "we saw dog ears."

"Shh, Nevena!" the man covers the woman's mouth.

"Wolf ears," I explain.

They finally shut up and look at me, stunned like mice in front of a cat. "What?"

"Those are wolf ears. What you saw wasn't a psoglav... it's my mate."

"Your..." Their eyes are now as wide as plates. "Your mate? Master... Ino?"

"The one and only. Now go and rest, I'll take care of him." In more ways than one. So embarrassing! 

"A-are you sure it's him?"

"Absolutely. Now, please, don't tell this to anybody - especially not to anyone close to knez Elemir - until we leave." When Elemir finds out, I'll never hear the end of it. Better start later than sooner. "Okay?"

"Yes, dama. Thank you so much!"

People are so relieved they aren't going to die, they are kissing my hands even though I didn't do anything.

"Please, no need. Just go and rest."

As they run off, taking the candles with them, and the kitchen once again dives into darkness - so does my mood.

"Ino!"

And sure enough, my ever-hungry mate emerges from the pantry... wearing only pants and a red stain bellow his lip.

"Thank you for getting rid of them." He stretches his arms. "I didn't want to scare them to death."

"You almost did. And showing up half-naked wouldn't help."

"It might," he says in a most dead serious tone.

"No it wouldn't. Not here. And don't go wandering off like that without telling me."

Ino's golden eyes examine me from top to bottom. He moves toward me - slowly - and I wait.

"You were scared I wasn't in bed?"

"A bit, yes. I woke up and you weren't there." 

He's silent for a moment. "I'm sorry."

"At least the last time you told me you're going for a walk. Even though you also went to the kitchen for a snack."

He's right in front of me, eyeing me again.

"I can't help myself." He lifts the robe off my shoulders and lets it fall to the floor.

"I'm always hungry."

I'm familiar with that growl, that sensual vibrating in the depths of his throat. And the things it does to me...

Ino kisses me before lifting me up on a counter, positioning himself between my legs. This time the cold surface doesn't bother me.

"Well then," I breath into his mouth, "we might as well satiate your hunger."

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[alexenglish]

top 5 and bottom 5 kudos

I was tagged by @fandom-madnessess​​ to post my top 5 and bottom 5 fics based on kudos. thank you, love!

Bottom 5:

18 Kudos: This town isn’t big enough for the both of us. Let’s run away together! (Let’s join a street gang! Is NASA recruiting?) | Ziall | 1,4k words

20 Kudos: my five year plan is to maybe go out for ice cream this afternoon? (Live every day like the ice cream store is closing.) | Louis/Danielle | 1,4k words

22 Kudos: Soul Mechanism | Ziall | 33k words When a chance encounter with a stubborn human manifested a magical bond within Zayn that had been dormant for decades, Zayn could not deny being intrigued; by the connection, and the boy, and what it meant for a demon such as him -- a demon who had been without a master for many years. The universe always had a purpose, and meeting Niall was only the beginning.

23 Kudos: Our love is a forest fire and we are the little things that live in the trees. (Today is the most exciting day of our lives.) | Louis/Eleanor | 1,4k words

25 Kudos: I love the way your face lights up when someone says, “It might be dangerous.” (I am glad we are friends.) | Lilo | 2,4k words

I’m alright with everything on this least being pretty low ‘cause I understand the nicheness of the trans fic (Ziall/Lilo), and the Louis ships, but I’m pretty bummed at the reception Soul Mechanism got all told. it’s okay though, ‘cause I have Plans for it that matter more than kudos on AO3 😏

Top 5:

2306 Kudos: The Chasms Between | Sterek |15k words Stiles has come to the terms with the fact that him and Derek are never going to be together in this life.They have way too many unresolved issues. Besides, Derek doesn't want him, he knows that much.He's wrong, eventually.Kudos:  Comment Threads: 120 Bookmarks: 940

2084 Kudos: Of Witches and Werewolves | Sterek | 8,7k words “I need you to have sex with Derek Hale like yesterday,” Lydia says, slamming her bag down on the table with more force than strictly necessary, mouth a tight line of displeasure. Stiles chokes on his boxed apple juice, sputtering, limbs flailing. “Say it louder,” Stiles hisses, leaning forward so they can talk in low tones. “I don’t think they heard you in the back.”

839 Kudos: Watch You Smile | Sterek | 7,7k words Roses are red, Violets are blue, You think I'm a douche, But I really like you 

725 Kudos: Like I'll Never Be The Same | Sciles | 2,6k words Apparently, the bite came with some unexpected changes. Or, Scott pops a knot and Stiles touches it.

678 Kudos: Typical, Average, Ordinary Boy | Sterek | 74k words His crush on Derek is painfully obvious to everyone, his magic keeps going haywire, the English teacher is definitely evil, and everyone keeps wanting to talk to him about his vagina. Stiles can deal with this, right? 

despite the drama that surrounded Chasms and how I feel about it on a personal level, I’m okay with it being my most viewed and kudoed and bookmarked work simply because I feel like it really... represents me as a writer in a lot of ways. also despite how much I wish other fic got more attention but just didn’t because ship popularity, I feel really good about my top five. the other three Sterek fics are my fave Sterek fics I’ve written so shrug. guess people know what’s up.

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#5

Hiya! I adore your writings! I wanted to ask how would the boys confess to their crush?

Aww, thank you! :D I have done Arthur, Sean and Micah for this ask, I hope that's ok. Hope you enjoy! It's mostly all SFW, though Micah is... Micah.

It's Just a Little Crush!

Arthur Morgan

You’ll be lucky if you ever find out!

The man will first repress any feelings he has for you, chalking things up to just being impressed with your skills and appreciating the work you do around camp. He doesn’t ACTUALLY have feelings for you, he just thinks you’re a pretty good person to have around.

But truth be told, he finds himself making excuses to stay in camp when you’re there or riding out with you on jobs. He’s something of a worry wort and keeps an eye on you, then feels bad for looming over you like a hawk!

When he has to stay away from camp he thinks fondly about your smile and laugh, and how much you make him smile and laugh. He misses the sound of your voice, the way you affectionately pat his arm and feed his horse peppermints when you think Arthur isn’t watching.

Really, it’s only when he’s away from you that he realises how he’s fond of you and debates for an eternity about telling you how he feels.

If he’s unable to move pass how he feels, then he might tell you, but it could be a year or more until he actually does reveal all!

If he does, he’s very earnest, but also terrified that you might reject him. He’ll nervously glance up at your face, trying to guess what you’re thinking and feeling.

‘Ain’t goin’ to lie anymore, darlin’, I’ve grown sweet on ya. Have felt that way for a while. I know I ain’t a good man, don’ deserve ya, but I do… like yer quite a bit.’

Sean MacGuire

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302 notes - Posted August 12, 2022

#4

So I have an request

I need in my life sort of grumpy/ sunshine and enemies to lovers trope!

Of course Arthur being grumpy and Reader teasing and annoying him for fun!

Might be with smut, with angry Arthur showing reader that her teasing must come to an end. 😏 tho I really need how their relationship would develop 🙏🙏

Hello, I hope this is ok :) I've only done a bit of fluff and a short hc. I'm going to pace myself with smut writing, so this is just the beginning of the relationship. Hope you enjoy!

When Arthur meets you for the first time he’s not in the best of moods. He had slept poorly the night before, hadn’t eaten well all day, been pissed off by Micah and because he got back late, he didn’t even get a decent serving of stew - just the burnt bit at the bottom.

So safe to say he’s a grumpy boy who isn’t interested in entertaining folk and plans to just sulk rest on his cot.

But he’s grabbed by Mary-Beth and Tilly who insist he has to meet the new gang member.

Arthur grumbles mightily, but is eventually forced over to where you were chatting with Sean. He immediately notices your big grin and eyes sparkling with mirth. He does his best to ignore the swooping sensation in his chest, when he hears you laugh.

Mary-Beth introduces you both and you offer him a hand to shake. Arthur scowls and gives it a half-hearted shake, more to hide the fact he is immediately intrigued by you than actual contempt or dislike.

‘Let me guess, they keep you around for your sense of humour and winning smile?’ you tease.

Sean cackles, Arthur scowls further and stomps off to his cot. He does his best to write in his journal and focuses on the previous events of the day, but he can’t help his eyes drifting over to you and writing just a very small paragraph.

‘If they’re making Sean and Uncle laugh like that, then I fear we have collected another fool for their entertainment, rather than someone who could be useful!’ he writes. He does feel a bit bad about it come the morning, but the writing remains in his journal.

Annoyingly, over the next few weeks you prove yourself beyond useful. You’re a quick, accurate shot, a keen thief with light fingers and, more importantly to Arthur, an excellent horse rider who cares for their horse a good deal.

Not that he gives you a lot of praise. Arthur scolds and dismisses your work, not wanting you to get cocky or arrogant. The fact that you don’t even let his barbs and comments bother you irritates him more.

You’re constantly making jokes and quips at his expense, though he’s fortunate the rest of the gang never seem to be around when you do.

‘You know, if you keep frowning like that the wind might change and then you’ll be stuck- Ah, I think it might be too late actually!’

‘Beans, beans and more beans isn’t actually the full three course meal you seem to think it is!’

‘You can laugh at my jokes, you know. It’s probably causing you great internal harm to not do so!’

‘Tell a funny one then and I’ll think about it!’

‘Uncle’s ass?’

‘That ain’t a joke.’

‘Yeah, it’s a crime against humanity!’

He actually manages a snort of laughter after that.

‘But seriously, why are you always so grumpy? Whatever did I do?’ You flutter your eyelashes at him in a pretence of innocence and Arthur ignores the little flip his stomach does.

‘You waste everyone’s time with yer nattering and jokes and nonsense!’

‘Oh, but Arthur, nattering and jokes and nonsense are all I have! You can’t take it away from me.’

‘Get enough of it from Sean, don’ need more of tha’!’

‘I think you enjoy it really!’ a teasing smirk on your face.

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311 notes - Posted May 25, 2022

#3

Happy Birthday, Mr Morgan

As requested by @mrs-morgan-13 here's my 'Arthur receives a birthday gift and is flattered because generally his birthday goes unnoticed and you both have a crush on each other, but because you're both as dumb as rocks neither of you realise it' fic :D

Hope you enjoy!

Warnings: None, tis all fluff.

It was a warm day in the Lemoyne countryside, but then that wasn’t exactly a surprise. The last week had been a mad rush of moving from Horseshoe Overlook to a spot that was close to Rhodes and near Flat Iron Lake. You were relieved about that, glad that the occasional cool breeze would drift lazily across the still water and provide some relief from the midday heat.

You couldn’t exactly blame anyone else for forgetting, especially because since Blackwater you had all been trying to get by and salvage what you could. The last few days of setting up camp, hunting, fishing and repairing tools, clothes and wagons had filled everyone’s time. There wasn’t much money or inclination for anyone to celebrate birthdays. Though Jack would remind anyone who listened that his was on 15th January, just in case it had been forgotten!

Most birthdays went unremarked, perhaps some drinks and songs in the evening, but you hadn’t gone out for a proper celebration for anyone’s birthday in a long time. Gifts, cards and cake wasn’t considered a necessity that the Van Der Linde gang should waste precious funds on. You understood the reasoning why, but when you scored $40 last week, you decided to buy a gift for a gang member whose birthday was coming up soon.

Arthur wouldn’t expect anything for his birthday, but you knew how hard he worked. How busy he was and how much he gave to the gang. Hell, even that day he had left camp early to go out on a job. So you were left waiting by the large oak tree that dominated the centre of camp, hoping he would return. Knowing your luck, he wouldn’t even come back tonight and would camp out somewhere for a week!

You hoped he would like your gift. It was quite difficult to know what to get the man. A horse would’ve been the best gift, but that was certainly something out of your budget! In any case, Arthur preferred to capture and tame the horse himself. It was how he got you your beautiful Blue Roan Nokota that you called Misty. You adored her with all your heart and so it felt right to at least thank him properly with a birthday gift.

You heard heavy footsteps coming towards you and looked up to finally see the man himself, returning back to camp. Arthur was heading towards his own wagon and gave you a two fingered wave as he walked by. You quickly got to your feet and followed him. Hopefully, you could speak to him before anyone else did and dragged him off on another job!

‘Hi, Arthur!’ you called out and smiled as he turned around.

‘Hello,’ he replied, tossing his hat down on the nearby table. He gave you a warm smile, then looked at you with some suspicion in his gaze. ‘Can I help yer?’

‘No, well… I’ve got something for you.’

He looked a little confused by the notion. ‘Why?’

You smiled at him gently. ‘It’s your birthday, Arthur. You remember? You told me it was 30th June.’

He was unbuckling his gun belt and looked up frowning. You watched his lips moved as though he was working out what day you were on and then sudden realisation appeared on his face. You couldn’t help the giggle that slipped out at his raised brows and slightly opened mouth.

‘So it is!’ He let out a sigh. ‘Hardly feels like it has been a year.’

You nodded. ‘Yes, so happy birthday, Arthur.’

He chuckled at that and put the gun belt away in the chest by his bed. ‘Thank you.’

You pulled out his present from your pocket. You had wrapped it in some old newspaper you had found and tied it up with one of your ribbons. A dark blue one that you no longer wore but kept for sentimental reasons. You extended the gift towards him and he finally looked down at it.

‘Oh, you didn’ have to do tha’.’ He pushed the gift back towards you.

‘But I did,’ You extended it to him again. ‘And it’s useful. It’s a useful, practical, boring gift like you.’ Arthur smiled slightly and grudgingly placed his hand out for the gift. You passed it to him and felt your cheeks warm on hearing Arthur’s soft rumble of laugh.

‘Yer too stubborn.’

He untied the ribbon and pulled away the paper, revealing the knife you had brought. You bit your lip, trying to hide your smile, as Arthur gave a low whistle of approval. It had certainly cost a little more than you would usually spend, but you wanted to show Arthur that he deserved something nice and that you at least appreciated everything he did.

His fingers carefully traced over the engraved stag on the blue steel blade, then tested the weight of the ebony wood handle. He placed his thumb against the edge of the blade, seeing how sharp it was. You smiled as his focused was drawn to the knife. It looked like your gut had spoken true and Arthur liked his gift.

‘I know you lost the knife you liked in Blackwater, so I thought-’

‘It’s perfect,’ he said, looking up at you. You pressed your lips together with happiness and felt the warm flush on your face once more. His gaze was intensely fixed on yours and you could have quite easily drowned in the blue-green depths. ‘Thank you.’

‘You’re welcome,’ you breathed out.

Arthur pulled out the old knife he had been using from the holster, then replaced it with the new blade. ‘Yer know, heard tale that it was bad luck to give yer sweetheart a knife as a gift.’ He suddenly finished fussing with the knife and looked back up at you nervously. ‘Not that I’m saying yer my sweetheart or tha’ it would be bad luck-!’

‘I know,’ you reassured him, though felt a swirling, nervous feeling in your gut. Perhaps you shouldn’t have wanted to be Arthur Morgan’s sweetheart, but the suggestion buzzed around your head like an excitable gnat.

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362 notes - Posted January 14, 2022

#2

OH NO! HE'S HOT AND EMOTIONALLY REPRESSED BECAUSE OF HIS TRAGIC BACKGROUND! 😭😭😭🥵🥵🥵

399 notes - Posted September 15, 2022

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