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hotvintagepoll · 7 days

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Audrey Hepburn (My Fair Lady, Sabrina, Roman Holiday)—Growing up, Audrey Hepburn desperately wanting to be a professional ballerina, but she was starved during WWII and couldn't pursue her dream due to the effects of malnourishment. After she was cast in Roman Holiday, she skyrocketed to fame, and appeared in classics like My Fair Lady and Breakfast at Tiffany's. She's gorgeous, and mixes humor and class in all of her performances. After the majority of her acting career came to close, she became a UNICEF ambassador.

Jean Seberg (Breathless, Saint Joan)— Some of us watched À bout de souffle as a lil French undergrad and had the trajectory of our lives changed by Jean Seberg. She IS French new wave!! She is the moment!! She sadly had to work with a lot of shitty directors in her career but even so, she has this magnetic energy whenever she’s on screen. In her personal life, she was also very supportive of civil rights causes, and was even targeted/harassed by the FBI for financially supporting the Black Panther Party.

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Jean Seberg:

anyone who plays Joan of Arc is kind of hot by default tbh

she's gorgeous, she's cool, she has the original blond pixie cut

She donated a lot of her money to civil rights organizations such as the NAACP and the black panther party as well as Native American school groups, as a result of this the fbi ran a smear campaign against her and a surveillance campaign which is thought to have led to her suicide tragically.

idk if this is propaganda but the COINTELPRO and the FBI are widely blamed for her death. If the FBI was after her for supporting the Black Panther Party you know she was good

Audrey Hepburn:

"She may be a wispy, thin little thing, but when you see that girl, you know you're really in the presence of something. In that league there's only ever been Garbo, and the other Hepburn, and maybe Bergman. It's a rare quality, but boy, do you know when you've found it." - Billy Wilder

Raised money for the resistance in nazi occupied Hungary. Became a humanitarian after retiring. Two very sexy things to do!

where to begin......... i wont her so bad. i literally dont know what to say.

My dude. The big doe eyes, the cheekbones, the voice. The flawless way she carried herself. She was never in a movie where she wasn't drop dead gorgeous. Oh, also the fact she raised funds against the Nazis doing BALLET and she won the Presidential Medal of Freedom for her humanitarian work.

"It’s as if she dropped out of the sky into the ’50s, half wood-nymph, half princess, and then disappeared in her golden coach, wearing her glass slippers and leaving no footprints." - Molly Haskell

"All I want for Christmas is to make another movie with Audrey Hepburn." - Cary Grant

I know people nowadays are probably sick of seeing her with all the beauty and fashion merch around that depicts her and/or Marilyn Monroe but she is considered a classic Hollywood beauty for a reason. Ironically in her day she was more of the alternative beauty when compared to many of her contemporaries. She always came off with such elegance and grace, and she was so charming. Apparently she was a delight to work with considering how many of her co-stars had wonderful things to say about her. Outside of her beauty and acting ability she was immensely kind. She helped raise funds for the Dutch resistance during WWII by putting on underground dance performances as well as volunteering at hospitals and other small things to help the resistance. During her Hollywood career and later years she worked with UNICEF a lot. Just an all around beautiful person both inside and out.

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No one could wear clothes in this era like she could. She was every major designer's favorite star and as such her films are time capsules of high fashion at the time. But beyond that, she had such an elegance in her screen presence that belied a broad range of ability. From a naive princess, to a confused widow, to a loving and mischievous daughter, she could play it all.

Look at that woman's neck. Don't you want to bite it?

#audrey hepburn #jean seberg #hotvintagepoll #fuck that old woman #ladies 4 #Youtube

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beauspot · 1 year

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ok i’ve had time to sit with this viewing of wakanda forever and im only going to try to add things i haven’t spoken about before UNLESS my opinion on something has changed. i do have namuri and okoyuma brainrot so excuse any shipper nonsense you don’t care about 🥴

L O N G P O S T 👇🏾

Small Details I Noticed:

as t’challa was being carried to the city of the dead after the funeral two wakandan ships cross in the sky like they’re doing the wakandan salute

when ramonda meets with the united nations she wears purple and gold symbolizing how she’s “taking care of business” like killmonger

the color red is associated with tradition in wakanda and everything new is associated with the color the blue and blue typically is associated with what element? water

aneka and ayo are so cute 😙

the shift from background music to it being diegetic sirens was masterful

i couldn’t figure out why namor said shuri was the first surface dweller in talokan but he had a suit. then i realized duh it was from the start of the movie 🥴

Why does no one go for the Talokanil masks

t’challa falls in love with a river tribe girl, ramonda finds comfort by sources of water I don’t find it coincidental at ALL her whole family has ties to water.

every time he issues a threat Namor is looking at Ramonda but when he sets the shell down to ask them to call? he looks at shuri.

shuri wears white while she’s working in her lab because she’s still in a mourning period.

shuri’s tribe wears red namor is represented(partially) by blue and what color does shuri wear when she’s taken to his domain? purple.

I JUST REALIZED T’CHALLA JR IS THE KID THAT WALKED UP TO RAMONDA

NAMOR IS NOT THE VILLAIN. IMMEDIATELY AFTER HE TOLD SHURI THE SURFACE WOULD ATTACK THEY CUT TO A SCENE OF THEM PLANNING TO ATTACK WAKANDA

attuma is down horrendous he ain’t even join the fight in wakanda he just went looking for okoye. STAND UP.

namor and shuri pausing to stare at each other before she shoots cause they really don’t want to fight 😐

people keep saying ross’ scenes weren’t necessary and yet fully missed that namor was proved right by his scenes

N’Jadaka TOLD YALL ramonda gave her life to save riri. (doesn’t justify namor’s actions but don’t take away her agency)

shuri’s panther ears on her helmet point down like she’s ready to pounce whereas t’challa’s pointed up showing he was docile

shuri’s actions fully show us namor’s origin and how he ends up as adamant and stubborn as he is. their hatred turned them into warmongers shuri is just able to stop herself before she does something truly irreversible.

namor is such a loser he really thought shuri was finna call him on his shellphone.

in the midst of everything she remembers holding hands with namor as they watched the sunrise…hm.

Random Thoughts I Had During the Movie:

That chairman who introduced Ramonda was fine as hell

That french lady shook her head like her men ain’t break into that lab that’s wild.

Attuma’s first entrance (on the ship) had me grinning from ear to ear like “HEY BIG DADDY!”

Namor can really be brutal as fuck. The way those agents were screaming as their helicopter was spun into the ocean was scary as hell! (i’m still on his side tho ✋🏾🫱🏾liik’ik talokan)

hi anderson cooper!

i wonder why ramonda cut her hair

when shuri told her mother K’uk’ulkan was covered in vibranium he looked at her like “oh so you looked me over?” 😁

the jibari are hilarious

mbakus very silly but he has a big heart and is clearly very wise

nah okoye is right the midnight angel suit is u g l y

i cannot fully express how annoying i find de fontaine

riri my darling baby girl i love you

okoye don’t look ashy and i’m tired of them coming at my good sis

okoye is so funny 😭

the car chase scenes are always the best in these movies

i need the wakanda forever script

attuma GROWLED at okoye just kiss already

i like that attuma got his own whale and everybody else gotta share

ross is such a smol little guy who’s scared of him 🥴

angela was acting her ass off we know this but you know who else? danai. yup. i should watch the walking dead

everybody in this movie fine as hell

nakia should be in more avengers movies

nakia grew them dreads fast

their shaman was fine too everybody is HOT

why is de fontaines hair purple she looks twelve

if namor got in my face like that i’d kiss him idk

shuri fully forgot she was wearing that man’s bracelet until it was pointed out to her

mbaku’s face when he saw that whale underwater took me out.

see namor dodging shuri’s fire makes no sense he literally stands still when he’s being fired at initially and then hits the ship fire out of the air with his spear.

riri don’t listen cause ramonda definitely told her ass to run

i just-don’t get namor sometimes because he fully could have killed the scientist and shuri and he clearly doesn’t care about eternal war he just DOESN’T DO IT.

Nakia’s funeral outfit is beautiful

i will fully admit that the beauty of tenoch blinded me to namor’s brutality. that man is vicious.

aneka is so funny

iron heart has such a cute anime suit i kinda love it and hate it

we’ll probably see a different one since she can’t take it home though.

there’s something so silly about the way shuri and mbaku start to arm wrestle

the way he said “princess” and stared at her on the ship…he wanted to fuck so bad omg.

the lighting when shuri gets stabbed is insane, it becomes less saturated and green and i really like it 😗

namor’s little butt jiggle as he fell?? lol

the dissenting wakandans and talokanil are going to be a problem moving forward. they’ve each lost people and they’re not gonna let that slide.

WHY SOMEBODY BOO WHEN ANEKA KISSED AYOS HEAD. FUCK OFF HOMOPHOBE

Final Thoughts:

I really love this movie obviously but i think Tenoch being hot kinda blinded me to how cruel Namor can really be. Cause the whole time i’m thinking, he’s hot and he’s right i’m on his side. In general he doesn’t use excessive force and he gives people ample opportunities to stop fucking with him before he really goes off tho.

I still stick with my assessment that Namor isn’t a villain and you’ve missed the point if you think he is, that his actions weren’t justified but i understand he needs to protect his people so it’s not without reason.

I don’t understand why people think shuri shouldn’t have been the black panther okoye is in the dora, nakia is a spy who else was gonna be the panther?

i don’t know exactly why but this movie excites me and i am growing to love it more than any other marvel movie. this is most likely the last time ill see it in theatres since i don’t want to make myself bored with it but i’m really thankful to ryan and co for putting this out they did chad justice

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queenofsimpsblog · 1 year

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griot - shuri x reader

A/N: LMAO I GOT THIS IDEA IN THE SHOWER AND I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE HILARIOUS SO I DECIDED TO WRITE IT

is the idea dumb? yes. is it gonna flop? maybe. am i still gonna write it? fuck yeah!!

dedicated to @locoforshuri i think ur really cool and i think you might like this so please read it my mutual bb <3

you waddled your way into shuri’s lab. being 4 months pregnant, you became extra clingy than usual and your hormones were all over the place. you figured spending some time with shuri might calm you down a bit.

you walked in and instantly noticed shuri’s frustrated state. you saw the images displayed on the blue screen in front of her, and remembered that this was the project she’d been stressing on a lot lately. it was a security system for the palace. she wanted to reinforce the building as you’d be welcoming a child soon, and wanted to keep it safe so that no harm would ever come to your child.

her muscles were tensed. you slowly walked up to her and covered her eyes with your palms. “guess who?”

“oh, is that riri?”

you swiftly moved your hands from her eyes to slap her on the arm. she giggled and turned around to give you a hug, mindful of your growing baby belly.

“hello, my love. i missed you. and you.” she said, moving down to kiss your baby bump.

“i saw how worked up you looked. wanna take a break and get some ice cream?”

“i’d love to, but i’m almost done with this algorithm. just wait for about half an hour? i promise i’ll be done after that!”

you sighed but nodded. shuri smiled widely and gave you a long, passionate kiss before turning back to her work station. you waddled to one of the couches in the lab and sat down, picking up a magazine on the table next to you to pass time.

after half an hour was up, shuri was almost done with the algorithm, but then accidentally hit the delete button instead of save.

“damnit! griot, can you retrieve the algorithm i just deleted?”

“it appears the recently deleted folder has glitched for some reason. i don’t think i’ll be able to access it.”

“oh for bast’s sake!! i did not design you to be this incompetent!!”

for some reason, hearing shuri yell at griot triggered something in you. you started crying and walked up to shuri, grabbing the end of the table as you tried to stabilise yourself.

“griot, can you hear me?” you sobbed out.

“yes, queen y/n.”

“i’m sorry shuri is being mean to you. she doesn’t mean it. she’s actually really sweet. she’s just a little stressed out right now, with a baby on the way and this thing she’s been working on for so long. i promise she didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”

shuri was never more confused in her entire life. she knew your mood swings were severe and unpredictable. but this?

what made the situation even weirder is that griot started crying too.

“i do everything panther asks for, and it’s never enough. i know i make mistakes sometimes, but all algorithms glitch!”

the sight was hilarious. just you and griot sobbing together. shuri figured out that there was a bug in her system so she resolved that to make griot stop sobbing.

at first, she didn’t know how to calm you down. but then she realised what she had to do.

“griot.” she cleared her throat.

“yes, panther?” by now griot stopped sobbing and spoke clearly.

“i apologise for my rude behaviour. even though you’re an ai and have no feelings, i must still speak to you nicely. i hope we can move on from this and still work together?”

“of course, panther. no hard feelings.”

you stopped crying after that and wiped your cheeks. you smiled at shuri.

“see, griot? i told you she’s really sweet.”

“what’s sweeter is the ice cream we’re about to have. my lady?” shuri extends her hand and you take it, walking out of the lab together, talking about which flavour of ice cream you’re gonna get and what toppings you’re gonna ask for.

*lil bonus scene cuz you guys deserve it*

when the lab is emptied out, griot plays thot shit by megan thee stallion and quietly sings along.

“i’m a bad bitch”

BAHAHAHAH I LAUGHED MY ASS OFF THE ENTIRE TIME WRITING THIS AND I HOPE I MADE YALL SMILE TOO

#shuri x reader #shuri x black reader #shuri so fine #griot has feelings too #black panther #wakanda forever #i have no regrets this is hilarious #we need more comedic fan fics on this app #my baby deserves to laugh #queen of simps does it again

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awardseason · 1 year

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Golden Globes 2023 — Film WINNERS

Best Motion Picture – Drama Avatar: The Way of Water Elvis The Fabelmans — WINNER Tár Top Gun: Maverick

Best Performance by an Actress in a Motion Picture – Drama Cate Blanchett, Tár — WINNER Olivia Colman, Empire of Light Viola Davis, The Woman King Ana de Armas, Blonde Michelle Williams, The Fabelmans

Best Performance by an Actor in a Motion Picture – Drama Austin Butler, Elvis — WINNER Brendan Fraser, The Whale Hugh Jackman, The Son Bill Nighy, Living Jeremy Pope, The Inspection

Best Motion Picture – Musical or Comedy Babylon The Banshees of Inisherin — WINNER Everything Everywhere All at Once Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery Triangle of Sadness

Best Performance by an Actress in a Motion Picture – Musical or Comedy Lesley Manville, Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris Margot Robbie, Babylon Anya Taylor-Joy, The Menu Emma Thompson, Good Luck to You, Leo Grande Michelle Yeoh, Everything Everywhere All at Once — WINNER

Best Performance by an Actor in a Motion Picture – Musical or Comedy Diego Calva, Babylon Daniel Craig, Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery Adam Driver, White Noise Colin Farrell, The Banshees of Inisherin — WINNER Ralph Fiennes, The Menu

Best Motion Picture – Animated Guillermo del Toro’s Pinocchio — WINNER Inu-Oh Marcel the Shell With Shoes On Puss in Boots: The Last Wish Turning Red

Best Motion Picture – Non-English Language All Quiet on the Western Front (Germany) Argentina, 1985 (Argentina) — WINNER Close (Belgium) Decision to Leave (South Korea) RRR (India)

Best Performance by an Actress in a Supporting Role in Any Motion Picture Angela Bassett, Black Panther: Wakanda Forever — WINNER Kerry Condon, The Banshees of Inisherin Jamie Lee Curtis, Everything Everywhere All at Once Dolly De Leon, Triangle of Sadness Carey Mulligan, She Said

Best Performance by an Actor in a Supporting Role in Any Motion Picture Brendan Gleeson, The Banshees of Inisherin Barry Keoghan, The Banshees of Inisherin Brad Pitt, Babylon Ke Huy Quan, Everything Everywhere All at Once — WINNER Eddie Redmayne, The Good Nurse

Best Director — Motion Picture James Cameron, Avatar: The Way of Water Daniel Kwan and Daniel Scheinert, Everything Everywhere All at Once Baz Luhrmann, Elvis Martin McDonagh, The Banshees of Inisherin Steven Spielberg, The Fabelmans — WINNER

Best Screenplay – Motion Picture Todd Field, Tár Daniel Kwan, Daniel Scheinert, Everything Everywhere All at Once Martin McDonagh, The Banshees of Inisherin — WINNER Sarah Polley, Women Talking Steven Spielberg, Tony Kushner, The Fabelmans

Best Original Score – Motion Picture Carter Burwell, The Banshees of Inisherin Alexandre Desplat, Guillermo del Toro’s Pinocchio Hildur Gudnadóttir, Women Talking Justin Hurwitz, Babylon — WINNER John Williams, The Fabelmans

Best Original Song – Motion Picture “Carolina,” Taylor Swift (Where the Crawdads Sing) “Ciao Papa,” Alexandre Desplat, Guillermo del Toro, Roeban Katz (Guillermo del Toro’s Pinocchio) “Hold My Hand,” Lady Gaga, BloodPop, Benjamin Rice (Top Gun: Maverick) “Lift Me Up,” Tems, Rihanna, Ryan Coogler, Ludwig Göransson (Black Panther: Wakanda Forever) “Naatu Naatu,” Kala Bhairava, M.M. Keeravani, Kala Bhairava, Rahul Sipligunj (RRR) — WINNER

#golden globes #80th golden globe awards #golden globes 2023 #gg 2023 #winners

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nut4shuri · 1 year

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Mkay very random but like college setting where Reader meets her new dorm mate the Princess of Wakanda herself. And starts to fall for her but tries to hide it very horribly because Shuri found out within a week but kept teasing and pushing the reader to see how far she would go, leading to a night of smoking(If ur comfortable with that), shotgunning and the readers loud moaning. Just the dirtiest shit you could ever write 🤌

DORMMATES

(18+)

shuri x You/Reader

Warnings : Smut Smut Smut Dirty Shit Nasty Shit Unholy Shit,Provocative Language,Slight Cringe (some errors most likely because im to lazy to proofread)⚠️

THANKS FOR REQUESTING BAEEESSSS!!💓

I love yall.

Smiling lightly you pulled your luggage behind you as you grabbed your ticket from the hands of the perosn behind the desk.

"Room 234"she spoke suddenly and looked up from her computer and smiled at you.

You began to drag your luggage behind you as the lady behind the desk yelped.

"oh and you have a doormate. I know you requested a single but they all where taken up,sorry."

Your smile admittedly dropped,your wasn't no bougie bitch but you knew you needed your privacy,you couldn't do roommates you couldn't even share a room with your siblings let alone a random starnger.

You thought as you pulled your luggage alone up the stairs, and sighed as you walked down the hall.

Just fuck it and go home.

You dont need collage.

232,233,.."234." You said and huffed.

Turning the nob slowly you opened the door up to an empty,clean and quiet dorm.

Their sat boxes on the bed,and electronic like gadgets on the opposite desk from yours. Posters of neatly sketched out figures where on the wall also, and the shower was running.

You didn't know whether to leave or not so you just sat your bags down and began to unpack.

Not accomplishing the whole "unpack" thing you just gave in and flopped on your bed.

Till you heard a ding ans turned over searching for the sound,it was coming from a bracelet laying on your roommates dresser.

It glowed up a little before a voice sounded out.

"Princess shuri you are requested at the palace immediately." The voice sounded out.

You where taken aback at first.

"Am i tripping,maybe its the weed.." You sat and took a step back you didnt even hear the bathroom door open as you bumped into something.

You jumped then turned and their stood the Queen/Princess Of Wakanda herself,THEE black panther stood in your door room in only a towel.

You held your breath for second,and just smiled.

Her wet & curly hair dripped and draped over her face,her skin glowed as water dripped from her body she smirked at you.

"12 seconds in.You checking me out ma?"she said and you didnt know what to say.

"No..." You said as your breath rushed you stepped back and rushed out the dorm.

Its been 2 days since you've been doormates with Shiri and you had got to know her allot. Its very hard because she's so fine,you love everything about her especially her demeanor,the way she carried herself even the way she talked.

She was sweet,and nice,and had a way with words. She always had a way of teasing you without and you didn't even notice her smile each time,and even though you didnt know she knew you liked her,or felt some kind of way,but she kept teasing you ever chance she got. She loved the way you lit up and the way your body heated up against her.

She would grab your waist from behind and whisper in your ear just to tempt you. When yall studied together she would lightly tap your upper thigh when you got an answer incorrect just because she liked the way you where so reactive towards her.

Would bite her lips while looking at you,just to let you know she was checking you out.

She wanted you in every way possible and you didn't know.

"Look Dray,i don't want this anymore im tired ok. Im tired of you and your lies and your cheating and hiding.. I don't want it anymore"

"Look Y/N baby i know you don't mean that girl" he said grabbing your waist slightly pulling me you in.

You pushed back as he grabbed you more gripping your ass and agressively kissing you.

Breaking free you smacked him harshly which caused him to stare at you with wide eyes.

"Look y/n baby im sorry i-"

He started to apologize but you just walked away.

"Hey shuri-"you spoke entering your dorm room a couple hours later as you eyed the girl sitting beside shuri on her bed.

"Hey."she spoke driley,as she groped at the girl's chests and the girl planted kisses on her neck.

The rest of that night shuri was really rude,she had an aggressive toan when speaking to you and even sat and made out with the girl in front of you.

"Uhm shuri did you get the homework for cal-"

"find that shit on your own."she spoke nonchalantly.

After the girl left shuri tried to talk to you but you continued to ignore her.

In the middle of the night you got up and took a long shower,after getting out you pulled a big white shirt and some small black shots on wrapping your damp haur in a smalled white towel.

"I need to smoke" you said as you whipped your hands over your face.

Walked outside the room you looked over at shuirs sleeping body and sighed.

Walking over to your draw you grabbed your rillows and your small black pouch within your bag,taking it and tossing it to your bed as you walked to your door to insure it was closed,lighting an candle and placing it by the door hesitantly.

As you where rolling up you listened to shuris faint groans in her sleep,making you look over at her as her eyes began to flutter open.

You continued to lap at the blunt in your hands tucking it tight and grabbing at your hellow kitty lighter on your dresser.

She just layed their looking at your for a moment,her big btown eyes staring you up and down watching you like a hawk making you heat up inside.

"Y/N.." She began to speak as you placed the blunt to your mouth.

Inhaling slowly an pulling it back.

"Im sorry about earlier...."she slurred out completely.

You took a minute,then repsonded.

"Its alright its not like you owe me any loyalty anway,your not my girlfriend."

"But i want you to be.."

You stopped inflhllaing before turning over to look at her.

"What?"

"Let me see that" She said standing up her musle shirt tight to her chest and her curls ran crazy over hear head,her hair was more fuller and longer and she had a tatto on her upper arm.

You eyed her as she stood standing over you her hand moving to your chin pulling you in.

"I dont ever wanna see you with that dumb ass nigga again. Do you hear me?" You knew what she was referring to.

"Yes.."

"Yes what?"

"Yes Shuri."

She let out a hmm and smiled at you lightly.

"Who was that girl.." You said turning your head to the side.

"Some girl,agreed to be my study partner the finals. But its clear she just wanted this strap" she replied cheesly.

Making you cringe and roll your eyes.

Shuri has a big ass ego i could tell you that. But boy was she right.

She showed you the strap,teasing you with it,poking you all over your body. Sometimes she would purposely leave it out so you could see.

It was really hard for you to contain yourseld.

"y/n..ive been watching you.."

"Really?"

"Yeah..ever since ive met you."

"yeah.."you added on watching her pull the blunt to your mouth letting you inhale.

"i know you want it just say it baby.."she said whispering in your ear.

your cheeks flashed red as hell as you palmed your knees in your hands

"shuri-"

Placing the blunt down she stood up walking over to her drawn pushing it aside to reveal a button behind it.

You bit your lip in curiosity as she looked back and smiled pushing the button.

The bed mad a creek like latching sound and began to hover to the side a bit and Shuri walked back to the side where it was visible to you.

Pulling out a draw hidden underneath the bed she smiled at your reaction.

"Shuri whats in it.."

"patience,baby."

She opened it smiling at you realving all types of hand cuffs,toys,vibrators,blind folds,bondages...etc.

you then realized the princess of wakanda was a kinky mf.

you sat in silence for a second then stood up walking over and picking up the pink toy from the box..

"Have these been in-"

"Hell no,why on earth would i want to use toys on you that have been in other woman."

"Y-you want to use them on me?"

Shuri smirked lightly.

"Would you let me?"

You stiffened up for a sec you weren't sure if this is what you want.. Or maybe it was the weed.

"Yes."

Shuri smiled.. Walking over to you slowly like a lion getting ready to attack its prey.

She picked you up aggressively pushing you against the wall and pressing her lips against yours,their was no room for you to move as she pushed her body against yours grinding her hips into you and beginning to run her warm hands over your clothed nipples.

You gripped tightly on her hair making her groan and bite your bottom lip,her hand gripped at your figure.

Kissing every part of your body she flicked your nipples and continued to grind against you. As she tossed you on to her bed.

Ripping your clothes from your body she kissed at your neck and massaged your chests,all your sinful moans encouraged her to continue on.

She sucked one of your nipples and massaged the other one,breaking away to give the same attention to the other one.

Moving down slow and teasingly she grabbed both your thighs and spread your legs and continued to move down.

You bit your lip throwing your head back,gripping her hair and trying to forcefully push her down to where you wanted her.

She groaned smacking your hand and landing a harsh slap on your pussy making you whine out.

Walking to the box she pulled out two pairs of hand cuffs.

Unsure of what she was about to do you kept quite and watched as she skillfully cuffed your hands and used the other cuffs to cuff the chain of your already cuffed hands and cuffed the opposite part to a pole on her bed.

She smiled at you and kissed your lips.

"are you comfortable?"

"yes" you croaked out.

"My impatient baby" she said as she looked you in the eyes her hand ran down your body and to your wetness.

She massaged over it and ran her fingers over your clit collecting all your wetness...

Placing her fingers in her mouth she sucked soflty.

Lapping at your clit she aggressively pushed the vibrating toy in and out of you at a fast pace,causing the vibrations,and sinful sounds to sound out into your bed room.

"please please"

"please what baby" she said as she wrapped her lips around your clit sucking softly loving the feeling of your lit throbbing in her mouth.

"please don't stop sh-shuri"

she began to thrust the toy into you even faster as your high began to approach.

your breath quickened as your eyes rolled back and you let out a moan of relief.

Turning off the toy she pulled the toy out of you and walked over to her dresser pulling a blunt from it and sparking it up.

She leaned against the dresser and smiled at you,walking over she pressed the blunt to your lips allowing you to take a couple puffs as she began to remove her clothing in the slowest way possivle way,taunting you as you whined.

Her hands grasped at your sides as you bounced up and down on her lap making her throw her head back and groan.

Her hands massages your nipples softly. Making the sensation much more better.

she groaned and continued to groan and moan after each thrust,the strap twitched inside of you as you bounced upward.

"please y/n baby don't stop"

You held onto her shoulders,aggressively attaching your lips to hers.

You just wished this ecstasy could last forever.

mmm. this has... HOMO written all over it.😏

#letitia wright #shuri x reader #shuri udaku #black panther #shuri x you #wakanda forever #shuri smut #shuri fanfiction #shuri black panther

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infernalodie · 1 year

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𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮 || 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐔𝐝𝐚𝐤𝐮

“𝘔𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘯' 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯' 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘱𝘱, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴—“

Inspo: Stormzy - Need You

Pairing: Shuri Udaku x Black!Male!reader

Summary: The feelings were reciprocle despite being on opposite teams...

Warning: Angst, sexual tension, “Queen” kink, and smut.

Words: 2812

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

The underground club was booming with music and people. Strobe lights dance across the bustling dance floor and warm candle lights lit small VIP sections where people were conducting business. Music blasted through the speakers, making such business hard to be easily done. It screamed illegal and unknown to most of the populace of London, but there was a reason for that.

So, as Shuri approached the balcony overlooking the dance floor, she sighed. “I hate coming here,” she murmured, eyes carefully scanning the crowd. Hoping to not spot the entire reason she was here and could continue her mission. She knew where this night would go with she found her informant, and she had bigger things going on.

“Oh, don’t lie to yourself, Shur,” Okoye’s voice filled her ear from the earpiece the former Dora Milaje leader wore as well. “We both know you enjoy his company. No shame in admitting it.” It was teasing, nothing more than that. But if Okoye knew how true her statement was, she might’ve reprimanded the Black Panther. After all, the unspoken person was their enemy as much as their ally.

“If you spot him, tell me,” Shuri stated. “I’ll do the talking-”

“Won’t have to look far, ladies,” a new masculine and husky voice filled the comms. An irritatingly sexy voice that made Shuri exhale shakily. “Go through the door on the second floor right beside the bar. I’ll be waiting.” A hint of a smirk could be found in the voice and Shuri couldn’t wait to wipe it off the person’s face.

“Was that Y/n?” Okoye inquired, approaching Shuri who had an irritated look on her face.

“Yes, it was,” Shuri responded. “Must’ve gotten his hands on some of our technology from a deal.”

“Well, we might want to deal with that after we ask him a few questions,” Okoye stated before motioning Shuri to follow. They passed through the door that opened on their own you had mentioned, entering a much calmer and brighter room. Warm lights hung from the ceiling with banners of each country hanging from the large beams holding the second floor the two were stood on. Below, poker tables were scattered across the room with even dodgier business deals being conducted. People willingly show briefcases of cash and weapons that were clearly not on the streets.

Shuri couldn’t understand if she hated this place because this was the type of stuff that went on. Or if it was just because of you. You were one of Shuri’s weaknesses. A businessman with the ability to create chaos with the snap of your fingers. You were alluring from your smile to the tips of your fingers that were calloused, but incredibly smooth against Shuri’s body. She hated that your almond skin tone felt under her hands when she was above you. How it felt against hers with a wicked smirk on your face. Or way you spoke able to pull her in tightly and never let her go. In short, you were a thorn in her side that she couldn’t seem to get rid of.

“The Black Panther finally arrives in my club.” The sound of your voice behind Shuri made her body rise with goosebumps. Inhaling sharply as your large hand rested on the bottom of her back, right above the curve of her ass. “It’s a pleasure, my queen.” If that wasn’t enough to make Shuri’s body tremble, she wasn’t sure what else you were cooking up.

But she shook the growing salacious thoughts in her head and turned to you. Finding you smiling down at her, an amused glint in your eyes that was annoyingly adorable. Your tall frame having trouble being contained by the grey two-piece suit you wore. A matching vest beneath that held a vibranium chain with a pocket watch attached. “We came here for information, Y/n.”

You raised a brow, glancing at Okoye who held a small metal stick before your gaze fell back to Shuri. “Yet, you had Okoye come here with a spear?” You inquired. “In my club? I think I need to remind you that your brother, Okoye, and Nakia destroyed my other club.” You pointed with a smirk on your lips, but it wasn’t amusement and Shuri could tell. She’d seen it many times on the rare occasions she found you beating a man, holding the same smirk as you asked whoever a question.

“That was because Ulysses Klaue was dealing vibranium and we needed to capture him,” Okoye spoke up. “Now, remove your hand from the queen.” Her tone was stern and commanding, which you liked.

Instead of doing what the woman asked, you looked to Shuri. “Now what is it you’d like to talk about, Panther?” You inquired curiously, capturing Shuri’s gaze. “Should we talk somewhere in private? I can think of a few-”

As you stepped closer, a suggestive smile on your lips, Shuri placed a hand against your chest, stopping you. You looked down at her small hand, eyes flickering up to find her holding her breath. If it was only the two of you right now, you might’ve just captured her lips right there and then. Having become addicted to the woman over the past few months of not seeing her. Although, you couldn’t blame her when she had bigger problems going on in her life. Yet, you wanted her to be selfish and join you for a couple of nights with no distractions.

Chuckling softly, you nodded and stepped back and looked between the women. “Well, if you’d like to follow me, we can talk in private.” You lead the pair along the second floor towards a set of doors near the other end of the room. Each was a private room for more classified business dealings that weren’t meant for wandering eyes to see.

Entering one of the said rooms, a table was in the centre with a leather seat behind that. It curved with two sets of tables on either end. The only source of lighting comes from the circular table in the centre beneath the glass.

Sitting down, you adjusted your suit with one of your men shutting the door as the two Wakandans sat on the opposite end of the seat. Crossing one of your legs over the other and letting one of your arms rest on the top of the leather seat. “What would you like to know?” You asked, looking between the pair.

“There has been news of vibranium on the streets in South London,” Shuri stated. “Who better knows about vibranium in London but you?”

“Oh, you don’t have to flatter me to win my heart, Shuri,” you teased. “You already have.”

Shuri pursed her lips, battling the smile that wanted to appear. You were arrogant, a pain in the ass that managed to have her feel light-headed just by the thought of you. Yet, no one knew of you two and the hookups the pair of you have had. Okoye would likely put her in a headlock and reprimand her for such foolishness.

You were the bad guy. But Shuri couldn’t get enough of you.

“But, yes. I have heard about the recent news of the vibranium you seek,” you sighed, reaching into your pocket and pulling out your phone. “Originally, I was planning on taking it for myself if you didn’t show up.”

“Oh, he’s a model citizen, Shuri,” Okoye mocked. “If only he carried that for his line of business.”

You laughed softly, typing in your phone before handing it over to Shuri. “I am only like this for the queen, Okoye.”

Shuri saw the map you had pulled up with multiple red dots all over South London. I.D.’s of men who she guessed were responsible for the recent dealings of the vibranium. “Are these all the spots where the vibranium is?” She asked, looking up at you.

“Oh, god no!” You laughed, pointing towards the phone. “Those are the holding hideouts that the group has that could possibly be hiding the vibranium. So, you’re going to have a long night ahead of you.”

“Did you do that on purpose?” Shuri asked, a hint of a smile on her lips. One that you had missed dearly over the loss of time.

You shrugged with a smirk. “Maybe, maybe not,” you answered anonymously. “Maybe I wanted to keep you in London a bit longer than usual. Maybe share a drink or do.”

“That had been your goal exactly,” Shuri thought as she stood to her feet, Okoye following suit. “Thank you, Y/n.”

“Oh, of course, my queen,” you said smoothly, hoping the nickname would rub off on Shuri, which seemed like it was judging by the fact she couldn’t meet your gaze.

But right before they exited the room, Shuri looked back at you lighting a cigar. “What were you planning on doing if you got the vibranium?”

After lighting the cigar, you looked up at her with hooded eyes. Her body heated up when you looked up and down her figure with a pang of hunger found in your gaze. But you met her gaze and leaned back into the seating with a sigh. “Would’ve held onto it until you came looking,” you said softly. “Was hoping we could make up on some lost time together.”

Shuri swallowed the lump in her throat as you stood to your feet, your dress shoes clicking with each step before you were mere inches from her. That familiar musk and heat invading her sense, making her salivate to have you closer. She needed your closer, now. But when you leaned down, getting right in her face with your lips half an inch from hers, you smiled. “You know where to find me, my queen.” You raised your wrist, showing the stolen kimoyo beads with a wink.

The Black Panther stared at you for a moment, eyes flickering down to your lips. God, why did you have to be so addicting? But right before she was ready to clear the distance, you stood to your full height and smiled. “You might want to get started on that search,” you stated. “Who knows, maybe you can figure out a way to cut down the search, you know? Narrow it down.” Your suggestion stuck to the inside of Shuri’s head as she quickly left, already trying to think of the possible ways to do so.

She needed to. She had somewhere to be and that was your bed.

Shuri threw her head back, body rocking as she rode your cock. Hands holding yours that rested on her sides, helping guide her slowly. You stared up at the woman, completely enthralled by her naked, fit figure above yours. No matter how many nights you two spent together, you would always admire the woman. How couldn’t you?

Her hands fell to your chest, nails digging into your flesh as you sat up, your arm wrapping around her waist whilst your other hand held her face. Gently kissing her as she bounced on your cock. Moaning against your lips as your tongue forcefully past her lips and explored freely.

You had missed this dearly. Shuri’s warm touch, her lips, her moans, her. You’d missed her entirely and feeling her now was like a drug. A shot of adrenaline to your bloodstream as you strove to make this night carry on as long as you could. You wouldn’t admit it, but you were scared to let her go because what if she never returned? What if you were left to only think about these moments? Think about how her body curved with each thrust. Think about the quiet pleas that fell from her lips. It made you sick to think about it, so you hung onto her for dear life. Never wanting to let go.

“So gorgeous,” you whispered against her lips, swallowing her pants as her nails dug into your back. Your guys’ eyes shared the same lustful dilating look that only made the experience more passionate. “Don’t leave me. Don’t ever leave me, my queen.”

The use of the special title made a gush of arousal pool between Shuri’s thighs. Leave it to you to make such a royal title become a kink of hers. You and your hot husky voice.

Shuri placed a hand on your shoulder and the other on one of your knees, holding herself up as she bucked her hips. Eyes rolling back with a cry. Her walls clenched around your cock, creating a deep guttural groan to rise in your throat. Fingers tensing on her sides likely creating bruises, yet Shuri didn’t care. Not when she was so full that her mind was melting.

Her breathing was choked and her heart was pounding in her ears. Barely holding onto the last bit of her consciousness as your cock pumped the sweet spot in her cunt. Chest rising falling rapidly as that almost forgotten bundle of nerves built in the pit of her stomach. She was trying to focus on your eyes that never left her face, soaking up each twist and turn of her expression. But with how deep you were inside her, how your cock pulsed inside of her, she was losing her mind. Every thought and feeling is devoted to where the two of you became one.

Noticing her breathing, you were to bring a hand now and thumb at her clit. The calloused pad of your thumb only intensified the build-up in Shuri’s stomach. Both her hands grabbed the back of your neck, holding on for dear life as she cried, “D-Don’t stop!” Her nails digging into the nape of your neck as she looked at you sternly. “Give your queen the pleasure she deserves.”

You worked at her clit, licking your thumb and continuing. Feeling your own release approaching by the causing of her walls repeatedly clenching and squeezing your cock. Your eyes began to flutter shut with a moan as Shuri bucked her hips. You leant forward, lips attaching to one of her pebbled nipples and sucking. One of her hands goes up to keep your head in place, nails digging into your scalp aggressively. Moaning at the feeling of your tongue flicking over the tit with your mouth sucking and nipping at the mound of flesh. Your warm breath only made the goosebumps intensify the climax that quickly approached.

Her body trembled in your hold with her hips bucking faster and faster before she tensed. A sob fell from her lips, cursing into the air of your bedroom with her legs attempting to clamp shut. You, on the other hand, feeling her walls clamp around your cock, came and groaned. Arms wrapped around her body as you kept your face in the center of her chest. Hips thrusting upwards with aftershocks as Shuri’s body twitched, face stuffed in your hair, panting and whining quietly.

The both of you stayed in that position for a moment, trying to catch up to the present with the euphoric releases clouding your minds. But when you did, you pulled away and looked up at Shuri. Her eyes were hooded, not able to hide the clear evidence of exhaustion if the sweat that ran down her body wasn’t enough to show that. Yet, despite the sight of her dishevelled appearance, she looked breathtaking. Nothing would ever change how you saw her.

“I love you, Shuri,” you confessed in a quiet breath. “I know you might not feel the same and I won’t blame you for leaving right after I’m done talking. But these months of you being gone, I’ve been dying to tell you. I wish I could’ve been there for when Namor attacked and for when T’Challa passed.” You licked your lips, hands coming up to hold her face softly. “I wish I was there for you.”

Shuri stared down at you softly, eyes glistening with tears. She had to admit, the time lost between the two of you had been unbearable. But she hadn’t just wanted sex during the mourning process. She needed something to take her mind off the people she lost. You were able to provide a carefree atmosphere when you weren’t working. Able to be loving despite the terrible things you did. You had a soft spot for her and she wished she had you around during that time.

But now, by accepting the deaths of her mother and brother, she could have you, fully. Not just use you for sex like she once had. She wasn’t the queen of Wakanda, she was the Black Panther. The protector of her country, but the whole world. A lot of responsibility, but she needed something to come home to, and who better than you?

Holding your hands on her face, she leaned down and pressed a gentle peck to your lips. Her lips curved into a smile as she said, “You can be here now.”

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danothan · 9 months

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cybersix liveblogging continues w ep 2

congrats on her transition

is this cat her brother

so she pushed her brother off a cliff (or was trying to save him, but he remembers it wrong) and their dad brought him back to life by turning him into a panther?? classic

aw they were so cute :( but i don’t understand, if she disguised herself to live as a dead boy, then who is this brother? did he run away with her? who did he disguise himself as then? or was he the brother of the real adrian bc if so, that’s way more fucked up

poor cybersix. but also thank god her brother is still alive or else julian might’ve ended up living as the ghost of some dead kid

so are those press-ons or does adrian have rly long nails too (also. dear god they put that boy’s brain in a cat)

oh she’s rly abt to cry, this is the most emotional we’ve seen her so far. yayy happy ending! just a superhero lady and her panther brother and this random kid they found off the street ☺️

#danbles #cybersix #it only occurred to me near the end that cybersix still thought her brother was dead #idk why but i assumed she thought that his transformation into a panther basically erased him #so she was holding on to the past and forced to confront him as a twisted memory in her present #but nope he’s fully conscious! wonder where they’ll go from here or if he’ll run off and live his own life #wait also i just realized her hand holding the photo the first time vs the second time have completely dif nail lengths #dang her nails grow fast lmao /j

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misslili265 · 2 years

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WELCOME TO THE... PART 11 / YANDERE KIMETSU BOYS SERIES

Kagaya Ubuyashiki

SO IT'S GONNA BE ALMOST ALL THE BOYS IN KIMETSU.

TEAM KAGAYA ( ALL THE MALES HASHIRAS)

THE BOYS Tanjiro | Zenitsu | Inosuke| Genya

🛡 In this context none of the characters are married or minors all of them are adults.

⚠️WARNING: THIS IS A YANDERE SO YOU CAN SEE DARK THEMES

UBUYASHIKI X F.READER

Ubuyashiki is watching the beautiful front garden as his feet touch the wooden floor beneath his sole, it's a warm day, the birds are flying, coloring the skies in a romantic bale, the bees praising the flowers, everything in his sight it's so beautiful.

At the same time, the breeze invites the black locks of his, exactly like a wild black panther that walks through the night, to dance to the command of the wind.

He has only the initial symptoms of the disease that he has run in his family for centuries. So he still he can still admire the picture and landscapes around him.

He thought that he saw everything about beauty and horror in this world, but... is it?

He is awaiting the arrival of his future wife from the oficial family's bride who will be presented to him soon. She is from a distant place and belongs to a noble and wealthy family, she was selected especially for him.

He is imagining what she looks like, her face, hair and details like these, and her personality. Still going through his thoughts, behind him, while still keeping his eyes on the fountain of water that falls from his garden and spills out with the filling of the bamboos, he is listening the water drops as the light paint it around with beautiful colors.

"- Master, she's here." He is warned.

He smiles slightly to himself, and going to welcome her, he trades steps calmly towards the fate that has apparently been sealed.

He finally sees her, she has white hair and expressive eyes, but… something was not expected, no definitely not...Kagaya didn't count on her would obviously bringing to fill the needs of a wealthy lady, the chaperone that is YOU.

All he had to do, was accept the deal the family has accepted for generations. But looking away from his future wife figure, he couldn't help but look at you.

Your eyes, oh, your eyes, how can they look like of the most glitter of precious jewels? How is your face different from anything he's seen so far, so unique? Your gracefulness, the way you move, he should be on the lookout for the bride-to-be, but no… his heart took the command now and for the first time Kagaya felt something greater than the purpose of his life for fades away from everything you are.

He was able to speak to his future wife, but he was thinking how to include you on it, as an informal conversation, and persuasively he begins to invoke you for the dialogue. As you answer your name, your voice makes Ubuyashiki shiver, and your name was just the spice that he needs. What are his thoughts? "Of course she would have a adorable name, just like her."

Everything in front of him, north, south, east or west was clouded in his eyes, you are all there is now absorbing everything around. Ubuyashiki has been possessed by your essence.

Skillfully using the wisdom he has, he tells how even close to his abode there are onis attacking people.

The future wife is uncomfortable with these words. And Ubuyashiki's extreme formality towards her, who seems to insist on her rejecting him, he made no effort to be desirable or charming to her eyes. But there are still a few days left before you and your mistress must depart. But... Kagaya has other plans for you. As he said to himself, what if I wrote my own fate? Make my own destiny? In one of the moments when Ubuyashiki's "future" wife is resting sleeping in some place away, so you can take a rest and now you are sitting on the amazing gardem, admiring the landscape that it's just breathtaking.

And for Kagaya who is at the same time staring at you, realizes, you are all that was missing in all this beauty , like the most exquisite flower. You need made part of it.

For a moment when you feel that you are being watched, you turn to the direction that your instincts calls you. And watching it, you can see, shining eyes and lips smiling at the same time to you, as if they know something you don't, but anyway you smile back.

He could totally feel inside of him, you ripped him to the bones, he is on his knees begging for mercy inside of his chest, the feeling it's just so strong. And he just can't help, he doesn't shy away from looking at your whole being and inside you. He has no doubt, you was born to belong to him.

On the last day, the bride decides not to accept be his wife, obviously...well... Kagaya worked hard on it, being subliminally obnoxious about how she "would" have to be the perfect wife, fulfilling duties and all. On purpose he was being nasty. So she could not nurture any affection for him and decides to leave.

While this, you, the escort, mysteriously disappeared! You cannot be found.

The ex future wife is looking for you, but with no success.

Ubuyashiki with a sad look, placing a hand on her shoulder, shakeing his head, as he close his eyes, telling everything by his "sad" behavior.

She covers her mouth in shock, you are death! She got the message, still with a lost look, she leaves in silence and never returns to that dark place.

Watching her leave, Kagaya smiles inside and out, and knows exactly where to go now.

You're in a comfortable room full of everything you would want or not, and you wake up slowly, and your eyes little by little capture the lavender-colored gaze devouring every detail of you.

You look at him confused. And with a weak voice you say. "- I remember drinking something and then I have no memories."

Ubuyashiki's soft voice starts to "explain" to you...

"- Dear y/n as I can see you're surely not used to the drinks from the banquet we made in this region, yesterday, I made sure you could recover away from any disturbance. But y/n, I'm sorry to tell you this, but your master decided to reject me, and also informed me that as you were absent at the time of serving her, she would leave you here. But I don't think it's fair that you, someone so loyal, should be treated in such a way, definitely not."

When you found yourself staring at him, he just give his final blow, Kagaya's light and delicate hands, were already on your face, to comfort you, the feeling was so soft.

He smiled. At this point this same smile, the beautiful eyes in contrast with the beautiful black threads that he possessed, had already snatched your being. And to consummate that all your thoughts were the same as his, gently with the velvet voice he caresses your existence.

"- It seems that both of us we were abandoned. My sweet y/n, I want you to know that I will protect you, unlike others. After all, we have each other now. "

You sit on your bed where, as a result, your bodies approach.

In a sigh you answer. "- Thank you."

He doesn't answer in words, but his hands and arms are now around you, his smell, his touch, his magic on you, took you away. And looking into your eyes, he don't want to wait anymore, you have the power to bring out his most mischievous side. He already broke the hourglass, and by fight against the time, he brings his lips together until they meet.

You let yourself be kissed, Ubuyashiki is hallucinated tasting your lips, oh it's a thousand times tastier that he could ever imagine, you're not even close to knowing what he would be capable of from now on to keep you in his arms, he grab your face as if he never will let go, and he won't. And you... well, you just dive in with him. After all, no strengths exists in your being against him. You are his now...

Glad you didn't know how it ended up in Kagaya Ubuyashiki's tender embrace.

Isn't that right, Ms. Ubuyashiki? You were the chosen one.

Next one: Gyomei

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fiction-is-life · 9 months

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If You Love Someone...

Summary: If you love someone, let them go. If they return, it was meant to be.

Warnings: Angst, emotionally abusive/toxic mother, mention of divorce, breakups, classism, self-doubt

(Y/N) moved quickly between her tables and the kitchen, easily keeping up with the dinner rush at The Wreck. She saw movement at the door and turned in time to see a familiar blonde head with sunglasses walk in and talk to the hostess. The hostess pointed the newcomer towards (Y/N)’s section. (Y/N)’s heart dropped into her stomach, but she dutifully moved towards the booth in the corner.

“Hi, how are you today?” (Y/N) asked in a falsely saccharine voice, a smile plastered on her face.

The woman at the table lowered her sunglasses slowly, her every move fluid and graceful. It made (Y/N) think of a panther, and her gut clenched even further.

“I am not well at all, Miss (Y/L/N),” the woman spoke in a tone so low that (Y/N) had to lean in to hear her. “I have received news of a most disturbing nature.”

(Y/N) could feel herself start to sweat, but she attempted to act as nonchalant as possible. “Oh, I’m very sorry to hear that, Dr. Thornton. Mr. Carrerra’s cooking will surely make you feel better, however, so what can I get started for you?”

Dr. Thornton looked (Y/N) in the eye with cold, calculated calm. “You may break up with my son. That will most definitely make me feel better,” she said.

(Y/N) was finally able to push down her anxiety, aided by the fury that was quickly overtaking her body. “I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about.” (Y/N) matched the older lady’s tone and posture, letting her know that she was not one to be steamrolled.

Dr. Thornton delicately sighed, shaking her head as if (Y/N) was a child that had done something naughty but mildly amusing. Dr. Thornton smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Don’t be coy with me, (Y/N). We both know that you have been sneaking around with my son for the past year. I let it go for a while, but now that Topper has been accepted into some of the top schools in the country, I can’t let him have some nobody from the Cut holding him back.”

Dr. Thornton’s face crumpled into something that resembled compassion after this, but it was forced, an act. (Y/N)’s anger built with every word the spiteful woman spoke.

“Be honest with yourself, (Y/N),” Dr. Thornton continued while (Y/N) was still stunned into silence. “You don’t fit into his world anymore than he fits into yours. Isn’t that why you haven’t told your friends about him? Do you really want to be the reason he doesn’t live up to all of his potential? If you truly loved him, you would let him go. Let him marry a girl that was raised in his sphere. One he wouldn’t have to worry about accidentally embarrassing him because they don’t know how our world operates.”

(Y/N)’s fury was on a thin leash that was liable to snap at any second. Dr. Thornton’s words - spoken so calmly - had cut to the very heart of (Y/N)’s insecurities about her relationship with Topper, but she wouldn’t let the woman have the pleasure of seeing her lose control.

“Don’t you think that decision should be up to Topper? It is his life, after all, that you seem so adamant that I will ruin.” (Y/N) was proud that her voice didn’t quiver when she spoke.

Dr. Thornton only rolled her eyes. “Topper doesn’t know what he really wants. Sure, you may fulfill his youthful desires and lusts, but that will fade. He will figure out what is truly important one day, and it will be much easier on him if you are already out of the picture.

“Easier on you as well, dear. You don’t want to find yourself married, with a couple of kids and a husband that resents you more and more each day,” the spiteful woman finished.

(Y/N) vehemently shook her head, unwanted tears forming in her eyes, but (Y/N) stopped them before they could slide down her cheeks. “That wouldn’t happen.” This time her voice did shake, and she hated herself for it. “Topper loves me.”

An eye roll followed this statement. “He loves the idea of you.” It was really becoming infuriating how calm Dr. Thornton was staying. “Once my monetary support is withdrawn, he will quickly realize that he cannot survive on love.”

(Y/N) inhaled sharply. “You’re going to cut him off if he stays with me? Your own son?”

Dr. Thornton sighed. “What choice do I have? I cannot have a son that is such a disgrace. He’ll never learn otherwise.” She leaned forward, folding her hands on the table. “So, you have a choice Miss (Y/L/N). Either you break up with my son within the next month - without him knowing that it was my doing, of course, and get a handsome monetary reward to boot - or you become the reason Topper is cut off from everything he knows.”

Dr. Thornton stood, completely at ease, plotting the ruin of her only son. “The choice is yours, Miss (Y/L/N).”

“Topper, I had to pick up a shift. I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to miss our date tonight,” (Y/N) spoke on the phone with Topper a few days after her tête-à-tête with Dr. Thornton.

“Really, (Y/N)? I’ve been planning this date for a month!” Topper sounded so hurt, and (Y/N) almost broke.

She had been icing him out all week. If he sent a text, she would reply with one word. If he snapped her, she would leave him on open, losing their streak. She knew he would see right through her if she broke up with him out of the blue.

So, she bit her lip to keep herself from letting out a whimper. “I know but half the staff that was scheduled is sick, so I have to go in. I also just really need the money right now.”

(Y/N) could hear Topper sigh over the phone. “Why can’t Kie just go in? It’s her family’s restaurant. Also, if you need money, you know you can ask me, baby.”

(Y/N) felt her resolve slipping once again, but she found it in herself to act exactly contrary to what she felt. “Kie is already going to be there, Topper,” she huffed. “And I don’t want to take your money. Do you know how that makes me feel?”

A pause followed this outburst, then Topper’s voice could be heard once again. “Sweetheart, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just saying if you need help with bills or anything, I can lend you some.”

(Y/N) couldn’t take it anymore. “I need to go, Top; I’m going to be late. Bye.” She hung up before he could say “I love you” - and before she burst into tears.

(Y/N) once again moved between her tables fluidly, busy but not overwhelmed. She welcomed the rush of work, however, as it took her mind off of how she had spoken to Topper.

That was, until he came through the door and immediately sat in her section.

(Y/N) made her way over to the blond boy, inwardly giddy that he had shown up but not allowing her face to show it. In fact, she schooled her features into a frown as she made her way over to where he sat.

“Topper, what are you doing here,” she whispered. Their relationship wasn’t public, and Topper had never set foot in The Wreck before, so this would definitely cause people to talk.

Topper smiled, his face lighting up as it only did around her. “Hey, baby, just because you have to work doesn’t mean we can’t be together. I’m sorry about earlier; I know you’ve been stressed out lately.” His eyes were so soft and the cool blue of his irises somehow warm. She didn’t deserve him being this nice to her. “I figured after you are done, I could drive you home, maybe stargaze at the lookout for a bit.”

(Y/N) bit her lip, ever so tempted. “It will probably be pretty late when I get done -”

“That’s okay, (Y/N/N), I’m in no rush to get back home. You know that,” he cut her off.

(Y/N) couldn’t think of any more excuses, so she just nodded with a small smile and took out her notepad. “Okay, so - umm - what can I get you to eat?”

This was going to be so much harder than she thought.

Topper stopped his truck at the base of the lookout and hopped out to open (Y/N)’s door for her. She should have insisted that he take her directly home, but she just couldn’t help herself.

She missed him.

And she hadn’t even let him go yet.

She let him take her hand and lead her up to the top of the tower where he spread a blanket and tugged her down to sit beside him. She melted into his embrace, his warmth enveloping her despite the slight chill to the air.

After a few peaceful minutes, Topper turned his head minutely, pressing his lips to her temple gently. “Do you want a massage, baby? I know you’ve had a tough week,” he murmured. His lips tickled her ear slightly as he spoke.

Her eyes filled with tears for what felt like the millionth time this week. She shook her head, and started to sob softly. “You’re too good for me, Top,” she cried.

Topper started at her unexpected reaction. He grasped her arms, rubbing them up and down in a soothing pattern. “Hey, hey, hey, you know that’s not true, baby. I’m the lucky one; you are the best thing to ever happen to me,” he said in soothing tones.

(Y/N) shook her head once again, swallowing her urge to keep crying. “I’m not,” she rasped. She knew in that moment she couldn’t go on like this. She took a deep, rattling breath.

“I have to break up with you, Topper.”

She forced the words out, wishing at once that she could take them back at the look of agony on his now pallid face.

“What do you mean? (Y/N), what did I do? I’ll fix it. I’ll do better. Just tell me what I did,” he spoke, each word becoming more desperate as he noted the look of resolve on her face.

His face crumpled. “I need you, (Y/N),” he whispered.

She stood and backed up several paces, towards the stairs. “I’m sorry, Top; I really didn’t want it to end like this.”

She fled the scene, running as fast as her feet could carry her away from his frantic voice shouting for her to come back. Away from the love of her life.

She blindly made it to the Chateau before she let herself sob once more.

(Y/N) woke up, bleary eyed and still exhausted. She had immediately crashed on John B’s couch the night before, her friends having asked no questions at her visible distress. They simply gave her the peace and quiet she needed.

Even now, she could hear them in the kitchen and smell the beginnings of breakfast emerging from the old stove. (Y/N) slowly made her way to the kitchen, too tired to be anxious about what they may ask or say in the light of day.

Instead of pestering her with questions, however, they simply handed her a plate and sat down to eat. (Y/N)’s heart swelled.

(Y/N) swallowed the last bite of her food and pushed her plate away. “I had to break up with Topper,” she blurted.

“Well, I mean, he is a -” Pope elbowed JJ in the ribs to shut him up, but (Y/N) wasn’t paying attention, instead studying her hands on the table.

Kie also shot a look at JJ to make sure he stayed quiet before she took (Y/N)’s hands, squeezing them lightly. “Tell us everything, (Y/N/N),” she said.

(Y/N) took a deep, shuddering breath. “Topper and I have been seeing each other for over a year. We started talking at a party where we were both the DDs for our friends. We started talking about our dreams and poetry and movies and...” she trailed off, thinking how that moment was the first time she had ever truly been seen - and understood.

(Y/N) smiled a watery smile at this, letting out a wry chuckle. “He may not look it, but he is a huge fan of cheesy rom coms and Adam Sandler movies, especially when they are Adam Sandler rom coms...” (Y/N) sniffled, wiping her nose on the back of her arm before continuing. “I really thought he was the one, but then -” (Y/N) broke down, and Kie enveloped her in her arms, shushing her until she had calmed enough to continue.

Still hiccupping slightly, (Y/N) went on with her story. “About a week ago, Topper’s mom came into The Wreck and she, she -” Another deep breath. “She said she would completely cut off Topper if I didn’t break up with him, and I - I couldn’t do that to him. He shouldn’t have to choose between everything he knows and me.”

“Oh, (Y/N), you must be devastated!” exclaimed Kie, hugging her even tighter. “Is that why he came to the restaurant last night?”

(Y/N) nodded, sniffling once more. “Yeah, I had been icing him out all week, and last night I cancelled on him for a date he had been planning for a month. I thought if I made him angry with me or tired with our relationship, it would be easier, but instead he was as sweet as ever! He could tell I had been off all week, so he wanted to still get dinner with me, even if I was the one serving it. Then we went to the lookout to stargaze, and I couldn’t do it anymore. I just had to rip off the bandaid. I broke up with him and ran all the way here before he could convince me to stay.”

Kie tutted, rubbing her back. “You must really love him, (Y/N/N).” (Y/N) nodded, further soaking Kie’s shirt with her renewed tears. After a minute, Kie leaned back, making (Y/N) look at her with red eyes. “Hey, let’s go watch some trashy TV and just have a girls’ day. No phones or boys allowed.” Kie smiled, and (Y/N) appreciated her effort.

“Okay,” (Y/N) said, putting on a brave smile and setting her phone on the counter so she wasn’t tempted to call Topper and beg him to take her back.

(Y/N)’s phone buzzed where she had left it on the counter, garnering JJ’s attention, so he picked it up and accepted the call without looking who it was.

“(Y/N)! Thank god, you answered! I’ve been worried sick after you ran off last night,” Topper’s voice immediately bombarded JJ’s eardrums. JJ internally cringed.

He cleared his throat. “Um, hey, Topper, this is actually JJ,” he said, moderating his tone so that (Y/N) couldn’t hear him over the sound of she and Kie’s movie.

“God, JJ, is she with you? Is she okay?” Topper’s voice was frantic, and JJ actually felt bad for the Kook, finally seeing how (Y/N) could fall for him. “She ran off last night after acting really weird all week, and I’m super worried, man,” Topper continued.

JJ scratched the back of his neck nervously. “Yeah, Topper, I think she just needs to be alone right now; she’s pretty upset and -”

“Upset?” Topper interrupted JJ. “I’m coming over right now.”

JJ couldn’t get another word in before Topper ended the call. JJ ran his hand through his hair. Shit.

(Y/N) was pulled out of her impromptu nap (she hadn’t been sleeping well the past week) by thunderous knocking on John B’s front door. A pit fell into her stomach. That could only be one person.

“(Y/N)!” The voice of the person shouting confirmed what (Y/N) dreaded, but she couldn’t help the flip her stomach did at the sound of his rich baritone voice. “(Y/N), please come to the door; I just want to talk to you!”

Kie tried to convince (Y/N) to stay in the living room as the boys ran to the door, practically tripping over themselves. Even as Kie stood in front of her, (Y/N) still caught a glimpse of Topper’s frosted tips as the door opened, and she knew what she had to do.

With a shuddering breath, (Y/N) willed her feet to move forward. She pushed through the boys gently until she stood right in front of Topper. His face relaxed as he saw her.

“(Y/N),” he breathed, and she melted. However, (Y/N) steeled herself to avoid crying.

“Can we talk outside, Topper?” she said, taking him by the arm. He nodded and followed her to the hammock.

She sat there and used her feet to make the hammock swing, the rhythmic motion soothing her nerves slightly. Topper sat beside her, but she could tell he was trying to give her space, resisting the urge to take her in his arms. It was a full minute before she found what she needed to say.

“Topper, I know I’ve been acting weird lately, and you deserve an explanation.” She took another deep breath.

“You and I come from different worlds. Don’t try to deny it,” she cut him off before he could interject. “We both know this island is divided. And people who have different upbringings just can’t last as couples. It may be fun and freeing for a bit - perhaps go on for years - but the fact of the matter is that at least one of them is going to regret committing themselves to the relationship,” she spoke, realizing the unpleasant truth as she went along.

“I could never regret being with you, (Y/N/N),” Topper interrupted, but she held up a hand to stop him.

“It feels like that now, but think years down the road.” She stood up and paced in front of him as she continued to speak. “We get married. Maybe have a couple of kids. Then what? You take over your dad’s business, and you need someone who can host dinners for business partners.” Her voice started to raise in volume as she grew more agitated. “ I would inevitably make a mess of things. I would serve the wrong wine or not remember who someone was or try to talk business and make a fool of both of us. Then the business would fail, and your parents would be disappointed. And it would be my fault, and you would want a divorce. Then we would both be lonely and sad - not to mention put our kids through the awfulness of a divorce - but we can avoid all that by just never tempting fate in the first place,” she finished.

Topper had listened in silence as she ranted. His face was downcast and his posture slumped. “Is that really how you feel?”

She nodded her head slowly. She took his hands in both of hers. “You deserve the best in the world, Topper, and I don’t want to be the reason you don’t get that. And quite frankly, it isn’t fair to me to put myself in a situation where I am guaranteed failure; I have too much self-respect for that.”

A tear fell from Topper’s ocean blue eyes. “It doesn’t have to be like that. I don’t need to take over the business -”

“Topper. You don’t fit into my world just as much as I don’t fit into yours. I can’t let you throw away your future for me. You’ll meet a lovely woman who will make you so happy, and you will build a life with her that will be perfect, trust me.”

Topper shook his head, his tears falling in earnest now. “I will never find anyone as perfect as you, (Y/N/N).”

She leaned up to brush a kiss over his lips, selfishly stealing one more moment with him to cherish. “Yes, you will, trust me,” she whispered.

“You’re wrong. I just know it,” Topper sobbed, but he turned away, stomping through the overgrown grass to his Jeep. She thought he may run back to her, but all he did was give her one last, long glance before he drove off.

She wasn’t sure if she was more relieved or hurt that he didn’t.

Ten years later…

“Hey, sweetheart, what are you doing all the way out here? Are you lost?” (Y/N) asked the small blond child that was walking on the beach by himself. The little boy’s eyes filled with tears as he nodded. Her heart ached at the sight.

She gave him a comforting smile and held out her hand. “Let’s find your parents together. Does that sound good?” The little boy stuck his thumb in his mouth and nodded, holding out his other chubby hand to grab hers.

The pair headed back where the little boy had come from. After a short time, a beautiful woman came running towards them. “Caleb! Oh my goodness, sweetheart, I was so worried!” she cried, hugging the boy close to her chest.

She looked up to (Y/N), her face shining in gratitude. "Thank you so much for helping get him back to me! We just moved here - well, my husband grew up here - and I haven't quite got my bearings," Caleb's mother explained.

Her eyes flickered to a place over (Y/N)'s shoulder. "There's my husband now," she said, then, "Honey, I have him!" she called to the man jogging up to their little group.

(Y/N) turned to see who it was, her eyes squinting in the sunlight. When he finally came into focus, she wished she had escaped while she still had a chance.

"(Y/N)!" He stopped short, and (Y/N) was taken back to that party at the Boneyard all those years ago.

"Topper," she answered, forcing a smile after a moment. There was a pregnant pause. "You have a lovely family."

"Thank you," he replied, his eyes saying so much more than his words could. He fidgeted nervously. "Hey, why don't you join us for a -"

"I'd love to, but I actually have to get going," she cut him him off. She looked back at his wife and child, finding it in herself to genuinely smile. At least one of them had gotten their fairytale ending. "It was so nice meeting you both."

And then she was walking away. Away from the life she still desperately wished was hers. Away from the man she wished she still had the right to love.

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goldenamaranthe-blog · 9 months

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For Yang’s birthday…

Tiger yang and panther blake first kiss?

Nose kisses or Licks? How did they finally get together?

Hey! I apologize for the late response. I'm sure it's already past Yang's birthday for some folks. I had to drive across state for work today. Let's see... How would they have had their first kitty kiss? .....GOT IT!!! Let's go!

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YANG XIAO LONG!!!

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Tiger!Yang: (peers at the walkway above the 12 foot wall separating her from the rest of the zoo. She takes a few steps back before bounding forward, jumping and running up the wall onto the walkway. She prowls through the decorative foliage towards the aquatic cove)

Blake: Yang, have you seen...Yang?

Yang: (locking the keeper door to the rainforest exhibit) Have I seen myself?

Blake: The tiger you.

Yang: No, I can't say I have. I thought she was just being quiet. Doing that big cat thing where they chill somewhere they can't be seen.

-Loud Alarm Sounds From Their Radios-

Jaune: Code Black! Code Black! We've got a loose predator in the aqua-aaaaaaaaaah!!!!

ROOOOAAAAAR!!!!!

Yang: Thaaaaaaat didn't sound good....

Blake & Yang: (rush up to the walkway just in time to see a soaked T!Y dropping into P!B's enclosure)

Blake: Yang! You get back up here right now! You know you're not supposed...to....

Tiger!Yang: (sopping wet and carrying a 1.5 meter, 130 lb salmon in her jaws proudly as she trots up to P!B)

Yang: (whistles and shouts into the enclosure) Why don't you just propose to her at this rate?!

Blake: What?

Yang: Your cat's trying to woo my cat. (whispers) But between you and me, my cat's been crushing on yours for weeks now.

Blake: Oh! So, basically, this is gonna be good.

Yang: Oh, yeah! (breaks out camera)

Panther!Blake: (tilts head in confusion)

Tiger!Yang: (sits awkwardly, ears twitching, and gently sets the salmon in front of P!B; nuzzling the fish closer nervously)

Panther!Blake: (stares at salmon in surprise)

Tiger!Yang: (grumbles awkwardly)

Panther!Blake: (stands up and reaches up to T!Y's face)

Tiger!Yang: (leans back in feline disaster lesbian panic)

Panther!Blake: (presses their noses together)

Tiger!Yang: (tail does the cartoon thing where it corkscrews and springs out like a spring, snapping ramrod straight - fur puffs up)

Yang: Awwwwww! They're kissin'! (snaps pictures)

Panther!Blake: (pulls away and looks away bashfully)

Tiger!Yang: (licks P!B's cheek tentatively)

Blake: Oh, my God! This is giving me diabetes!

Panther!Blake and Tiger!Yang share the salmon in a "first date" not set up by their keepers. Full Lady and the Tramp style. Just minus the spaghetti scene.

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greazyfloz · 1 year

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13 on the smut list for Matthew Tkachuk please!

Wine Stains

13. "They won't hear anything"

Smut

Matthew and I are currently in St Louis at his parents house as it is now the off season. Brady and Emma arrived back a couple days before us as both the Senators and the Panthers didn’t make the playoffs this year so Chantal, Emma and I were all down fixing up dinner for everyone. I have know idea where the boys or Taryn ran off too, but it was just us ladies in the kitchen drinking wine and cooking. “So, how are you liking Florida?” Chantal asks as we sit at the barstool waiting for the chicken to cook.

“The weather is great and Matthew really seems to be thriving there so that's great!” I smile taking a sip of my wine.

“I can’t say I miss those days, moving from city to city. Just hold off on children because it only gets harder” Chantal laughs, making both Emma and I laugh along with her, “Well I should set the table” Chantal says while pushing her chair out.

“Oh no, don’t worry about it! I got it” I say getting up and going over to get the cutlery and place sittings and making my way over to the dinner table. I enter back in the room after and grab my glass of wine to top it up.

After topping up my glass, I bring the glass to my lips when I feel strong arms wrap around me lifting me up. “Matthew!” I say as my wine pours down the sides of my mouth onto the shirts I was wearing.

“Fuck, sorry babe” he says slightly laughing with his famous grin that says I am a 25 year old child. “Here, I’ll make it better!” he says grabbing my hand dragging me up the stairs.

“Matthew, I don’t think red is going to come out of a light pink shirt” I say as Matthew opens the bathroom door, “I don’t think you’ll be able to get the stain out!” I say before Matthew pushes me up against the bathroom door and locking it.

“That’s not what I meant when I said I would make it better” Matthew says leaning in pressing his lips against mine. I pull away and look up at him.

“Your family will hear us, no!” I whisper.

“Here, take your shirt off” he says. I obey and had over my shirt to him. Matthew takes my shirt and throws it in the sink then turns the sink on so the water is running. “There” he says looking proud of himself, “They wont hear anything” he continued before placing his lips back on mine.

“Fine but only a quickie” I say after breaking away from the kiss. I then take the rest of my clothes of and Matthew does the same before we reconnect ours lips. We engage in a full on make out session while the steam coming from the water was turning the bathroom into a steam room.

“You’re sexy sweaty” Matthew says into the kiss. I don’t reconnect our lips instead I go down to my knees. I waste no time putting matthew in my mouth bobbling my head back and forth, feeling proud of myself as soft moans leave matthews lips. “Okay, up!” He says telling me to stand up. He leans me against the sink counter making out with me while sliding a finger inside of me.

“Mmm” I moan into the kiss. Matthew took that as his que to add another finger. And he pumps in and out and curls his fingers perfectly each time making me gasp out for air. “oHh” I moan into matthews lips softly. The then takes his fingers out.

“Jump up on the counter” he says as he helps me jump up then spreading my legs and pulling me close to the edge. He connects his lips to my clit flicking up and down than sucking on my sweet spot.

“Fuck!” I yelp making matthews hand immediately reach up to cover my mouth. My moans now muffled inside of his hand. He gets up and pulls me off the counter and I wrap my legs around his waist.

“You have to be quiet, okay?” matthew says positioning himself inside of me. I nod and he whispers “slide down”. I slide down as matthew thrusts allowing matthew to fully enter inside of me. Carrying me he turns so my back is against the wall and there is more balance before he pumps himself back and forth making me bounce on his cock.

“Holy fuck!” I moan before sucking on his neck to muffle my voice.

“Fuck” Matthew groans

“You close?” I ask

“Mhm” Matthew grunts again before he gets sloppier finishing inside of me. He pulls out and I feel liquid run down my legs.

“Matthew!” I say, seeing he didn’t use a condom.”You didn’t wrap it” I continue.

“Sorry babe” Matthew laughs, “I’ll get you the pill after supper” he says. I roll my eyes as I clean myself up and get changed. “Here take my shirt” he says before shutting the sink off, opening the door back to the hall, “Yeah you’re right, I couldn’t get the stain out” he yells out as if he is covering.

“You’re such an idiot” I say laughing at him before entering his room to find a new shirt. Once I put it on we go back down the the kitchen and take a seat at the kitchen table.

“There you guys are, I was just calling everyone up” Chantal says. Before leaving to grab dinner. Matthew leans in close to my ear.

“She definitely heard” he says. I look up at him with wide us making him laugh, “I’m joking, calm down” he says still laughing at me.

“You are so not funny, Matthew Tkachuk” I say before everyone enters for dinner. I am more quiet then normal out of awkwardness. As the conversation went on we got to talking about what we all wanted to do for the rest of the night, when Brady mentioned a movie night.

“Yeah sure, Y/n and I just have to go to the pharmacy first” he says with a snort, I shoot my head in his direction making him laugh. Everyone is sitting at the table giving us confused looks before Matthew opens his mouth again, “It’s an in-”

“Just stop talking” I interrupt Matthew

“Gross!” Brady says making everyone laugh except for Matthew and I

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performativezippers · 7 months

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have you ever read the His Dark Materials series? if so, what daemons do you think the ncis hawaii team would have?

oh my goodness great question. (a) have been obsessed with His Dark Materials since i was approximately eight years old, and (b) let me think about this.

Jesse's I think would be a dog. Like a big, 70-80 pound mutt that might look a little intimidating but is really a big ole baby who sleeps in the bed and loves to cuddle. She could tear the shit out of someone though, and would, and does, if she needs to. She's often found napping in a pile with Jesse's kids and their daemons, and she's be the first to break the don't-touch-other-people rule if another member of the team is hurt.

Kai's, I'm thinking a bird. Maybe a small hawk or falcon. One that could enjoy soaring in the air when he's at sea, perch on his surfboard when he's waiting to catch a wave, chirps incessantly when hungry and then eats fastidiously--not a single entrail left behind--and then grooms Kai's hair in thanks. She's a surprisingly cuddly bird, and anyone who knows them very, very well knows that when Kai is upset, she'll open a wing for him to rest his head against her chest, or will climb into his lap to doze against him. She loves having her chest feathers scratched (by him ONLY) and she can come out of fucking nowhere to scratch, claw out the eyes, or knock bad guys out with stooping rakes or punches to defend Kai. She has a truly bloodthirsty shriek. She and Lucy have a great affinity for each other and she loves to tease Kai.

Ernie's is maybe a small lemur, some kind of small monkey with big eyes that's too smart for her own good. She's always getting into trouble, poking her round little head where it doesn't belong and bringing back all kinds of gossip and government secrets. Ernie, in comparison, is a paragon of restraint. She's a trickster, the kind of person who would text Lucy and Kate "from Ernie" to get them to end up a bar alone together and would have absolutely zero remorse for it. She's not super cuddly, but she does love sitting right in front of Ernie on his desk when he games or hacks, watching with her little jaw a little bit open.

Jane's is a raven. Enormous, smart as a whip, sarcastic. Independent but fiercely loyal, totally black sense of humor. He counterbalances all of Jane's ernest, caring mom energy with sarcastic gay uncle energy. He's a great scout with an eidetic memory—he can repeat full conversations between multiple people even weeks later. He likes to entertain Jane and her kids and the team by replaying conversations complete with eerily accurate impressions of each voice. He's a brilliant strategist and loves a good fight. His beak and talons are no joke, and he laughs whenever Kai's daemon acts like she's the better fighter between the two of them.

Lucy's is a panther. She's not as big as an animal panther, but she's still fucking big. She can fold herself up pretty small into a ball of cat, or keep her head ducked down so she looks smaller than she is, but piss her off or watch her stretch, and damn! That cat is fucking big. She's stealthy and quiet when she needs to be, but her comfortable, natural state is quite chatty. The joke is that people are like "oh tiny cop, has to rely on her big ass daemon to protect her" and Saffiyah is like "lol," literally yawns, lays down, and closes her eyes when Lucy's fighting. It's all a performance—she'd jump up and rip the leg off a human being if she needed to—but she knows exactly how much Lucy can handle and she doesn't so much as twitch her tail until it gets to that point. That's even scarier for the dudes Lucy's fighting, that the tiny lady is taking on these dudes AND their daemons, and her fucking apex predator is just napping nearby. It's totally psychological warfare, and Saffiyah fucking loves it. She's less cuddly than you'd think, only Ernie and later Kate really ever seeing the extent to which she curls around Lucy and offers soft, fluffy, wordless comfort.

Kate's is the only daemon not suited for combat. Hers is a ferret, a small one. He can curl into a ball that almost fits in one hand. He's often found in her pocket or purse, or, when she's alone, draped across her neck. He's very quiet, doesn't say much, and a hidden camera would see him often staring into Kate's eyes with overflowing love. Kate's emotional walls are always up, but not between her and him. He tries to give her everything she won't let the rest of the world give her. He's surprisingly opinionated and has meticulously high standards. He doesn't have much of a sense of humor, but he's steady and warm to Kate. Most other people don't even see him—he's such a softness, so revealing of a part of Kate that she outwardly pretends doesn't exist, that Kate usually keeps him tucked away. He hates Cara, likes Jane, quietly giggles at Jesse and Kai's daemons, and he, in a way that's extremely out of character, absolutely loves Lucy. He doesn't let Lucy touch him for a long time, not until a few months after the grand gesture, but even before Cara ruins shit, he will sometimes curl up into a small ball of ferret on top of Saffiyah's back.

Bam Bam's is a snake.

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