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WILLOW - Chapitre 11 - Rédemption au Cœur des Ténèbres. (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1391924215-willow-chapitre-11-r%C3%A9demption-au-c%C5%93ur-des-t%C3%A9n%C3%A8bres?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=CorinneEcrivain&wp_originator=4tHpgj%2Fty7XvNWao8AtNOl6sIpILVxFe2TpZ3p%2BTHcYMOay%2Fsd8HrJjrNM90j225yWh6GDKEDJXz27yE6nfBStT91IVU4NTBIFdcYz7LFZ5Xni462TswOWpFAR9%2BCJcL L'histoire se déroule après la fin de la saison 1. Lorsque Elora a vaincu The Crone, et Kit sauvé Airk. Tous se préparent à la grande guerre à venir. Mais cette aventure leur a laissé des blessures avec lesquelles ils doivent désormais vivre avec. Bien sûr cette aventure qui peut être considérée comme la saison 2 provient totalement de mon imagination. Ayant adoré la série Willow, tous les personnages, tous les acteurs et en particulier cette romance entre Kit et Jade j'ai voulu continuer à faire vivre cette magnifique aventure à travers ma plume. J'intégrerai tous les personnages y compris le retour de Madmartigan tout en ajoutant de nouveaux personnages comme un magicien sorcier, une guerrière sorcière, ainsi que le roi de Cashmere et bien d'autres. Je n'oublierai pas The Wyrm, Dark Elora, Dark Graydon et The Crone. Je remonterai dans le passé et le présent. J'essaierai au mieux de rester fidèle aux personnages à l'histoire et aux fans. Si certains veulent une histoire, un passage précis, un personnage précis j'en tiendrai compte dans les demandes. Merci à tous de continuer à faire vivre cette magnifique aventure.

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FOLDER 103.

Bangchan x reader. (s)

Synopsis: Everyone knows that the one item Chan always brings with him everywhere is his laptop but what they don't know is the contents of a secret folder named 103. (7k words)

Author's note: A quick one shot you can enjoy or uh... I hope so :)

Everyone knows Chan treasures his laptop the most.

It's something that he keeps dearly close to him because it contains all of his works and upcoming projects. He's using it all the time. Everyone knows how he likes to take it anywhere with him, it's a widely known fact.

But what everyone doesn't know is he keeps something personal in it too. Very personal that he doesn't want to risk it being found by accident by someone. He puts it in a folder, named it something ordinary, and protected it with a password.

Tonight is one of those nights. It's raining outside, he's alone in his room, the light is low and his playlist is playing in the background. Checking his phone, he sees that you haven't read his texts and he misses you, misses you so bad that he can't stop himself anymore.

He sits on the chair pushes it close to the desk, carefully opens his laptop, and searches for the folder that only he knows exactly where it is.

Entering his password and clicking enter, the folder unlocked, showing various types of files of photos and videos.

Yes, he's not collecting porn but porn that he made himself. It's of you and him, doing kinky, naughty things with and to each other.

Chan starts his collection by keeping the nudes you sent him on his phone, but he knows that it's risky to keep them there so he transferred them to his laptop.

Then with time, his collection grew from photos to videos. They're all consensual of course, he wouldn't take them in the first place without your permission.

To be honest, he was afraid that you wouldn't agree to it. Him recording the sexual activities he did together with you with his phone. Sure, he completely understands if you are against it, it's your body, it's privacy but what he's afraid of the most was that you would think of him differently.

To his surprise, not only you permitted him, you enjoyed doing it with him and Chan thinks, that is the moment he fell deeper into you.

The first one he recorded is a video of him going down on you, his mouth deep in your drenched cunt and a sheen of your essence is all over his mouth and chin. Your soft moans can be heard in it, breathlessly calling his name with your hand tangled in his curls.

Watching it, making him crave the taste of you on his tongue.

Chan clicks open the next video, it's a goofy one he recorded of him playfully biting on your ass cheek and you were laughing as he takes another big bite. He gently landed a slap on the ample flesh after but that only sent you laughing harder. Listening to your crisp laughs, he can't help but laugh along.

This one makes his heart long for you.

He pushes a button to display the next file, showing him a picture of you sucking his thumb. Another picture pops as he continues, of you laying naked on the bed with his cum all over you. The next is another picture of Chan biting your lower lip while you smile against his lips.

Oh, those lips, he yearns to kiss, taste it, lick it, bite it.

Another video plays as he hits next, he remembers it was you who recorded it because he was busy sucking on your breast. He watches as his tongue circles your nipple before taking it whole into his mouth, hungrily sucking on it while his hand kneads the other one.

Your hand is softly scratching his head, "you like that, baby?" You softly murmured to him in the video.

Chan didn't answer but opened his mouth bigger to take more of the supple flesh. He pushed both of your breasts to the middle so he could take them all at once with his hungry mouth.

"My greedy baby," you murmured once again with a fistful of his hair in your hand.

Chan likes when you call him endearing things, he likes it best when you put your sense of ownership over him in it because he likes being yours as much as he likes having you as his.

"My baby," he sighs at the photo of the two of you inside an empty elevator where Chan kissed your neck with his hands going under, cupping your breasts under your t-shirt.

The fact of doing it in a confined, semi-public space is very kinky to him yet you were the one who encouraged him to do it.

There are so many photos of the two of you together, cuddling, kissing or just lying close next to each other on the bed, naked. More pictures of you naked, every part of you that he likes, oh... how he wishes you were here right now!

He scrolls down from hundreds of files to the one video he likes so much.

It starts with you, kneeling between his legs and you're looking up at him, wide eyes with wild glints in them. You slowly wrap your hand around his length before taking it into your mouth.

The sight of it reminds him of how your mouth feels around him, so warm, so soft, so fucking good...

"Yeah, just like that baby," Chan hisses in pleasure at how you syncing your hand movement with your mouth going up and down his length, giving him the utmost pleasure.

His hand gripped the side of your head, putting your hair to the side and holding it there.

"I'm close, baby, close..." he breathlessly told you how he couldn't hold it in anymore.

You pulled away and replaced it with your hand, adding speed to the hand that is pumping his cock to his high. You close your eyes knowing that he'll cum at any second yet bringing your face close to him, presenting your face for him to cum on.

Chan's ragged breath was the sign that he was almost there and as a profanity falls out of his mouth, his load shot out of the tip of his cock, making streaks on your face.

Your cheek, chin, lips, and eye. He knew you would complain about his cum getting all over your face but you break into laughter instead.

"Baby?" he asked in confusion.

"I can't even—" you paused to laugh some more.

Once you collected yourself, you told him while still lowly laughing, "Can't open my eyes."

At that moment, he realizes why he loves you so much. You're of so many things, cute and sexy, funny and a little crazy, making him turned on and in love at once. Chan believes he's lucky to find all of that in a person.

Another one of his favorites is the two of you making out during sex, you were on top with him sitting under you and his hand on the arch of your back while the other kneading on your ass cheek.

What makes it so special to him is not the sex act, it's the way you look at him with so much affection in your eyes and how you gently held him with your arms around his shoulders, he was inside you yet none of you were moving.

But he felt deeply connected to you, body and soul.

You softly smiled when he whispered those three words to you and he remember how you clenched around him at that very second, his cock twitching in his sweatpants just now from reminiscing it.

"I love you too, baby," you said back to him against his lips.

Maybe he likes the video so much because it wasn't just sex that's mainly physical. It was making love, making sweet, sweet love to you.

Chan has been dating you for six months but what a time!

He's grateful to have found you, grateful that you understand him, and are always open to exploring new things with him. What he is truly grateful for is your trust.

Which also what Chan thinks is the sexiest part of this relationship, how you trust each other. He knows it's a hard thing to earn from someone yet you're giving it to him so easily and for that, he promised to never take it for granted.

Seeing all these photos and videos only amplify his longing for you, as much as he likes them, they're not as good as feeling you with his fingertips.

That soft skin, those pretty lips, that mouth that can do more than just moan his name, your warmth, your laughter, your body, you, you, and you.

As if his thought calling out to you, his phone ringing on his desk and he grins at the sight of your name on the screen.

"Hi, lovesick boy," you call him that to tease him.

He catches himself foolishly smiling in the mirror, "hey the girl in my wet dreams," he teases back.

You lowly chuckle and oh, how he misses hearing that close to his ear.

"What are you doing?" You ask.

Chan leans back on his chair until it reclines and considers for a moment if he should tell you the truth or not. He sucks air through his teeth and chooses a witty answer, "Thinking of you sitting on my face."

A wave of laughter breaks from the other end of the line and he can imagine what your face looks like when he said that. Chan knows you like it when he's being straightforward like this, you find it sexy.

"I'm not sure you'd make a good seat," you poke fun at him.

Chan pokes his cheek with his tongue and thinks of something cheeky to say back to you, "I wasn't born with a big nose for nothing."

That amuses you so much, another wave of laughter filling his ear and making the ache of his heart lessened.

"I'll see that myself," you say.

He closes his eyes so he can picture you talking to him without all this distance, "I miss you."

"What do you miss from me?" You playfully ask.

"The whole you, of course!" Chan shortly replies, feeling proud of giving you the best answer there is.

"My hole?" You pretend to mishear him.

Now it's Chan's turn to laugh so hard he almost falls off his chair, "well, yeah, that too," he jokingly adds.

"Three more days, baby, just three more days," you assure him with a smile that he can hear through the phone.

"What should I do by then?"

"Do not touch yourself," you answer without thinking.

Chan hisses as he glances down at his hard cock, bulging inside the confine of his sweatpants.

"No?" You ask since he takes a long time to answer.

Chan pinches the bridge of his nose, wanting to say yes but he knows it wouldn't be an easy task to do so.

"I'm not—" he sighs instead of finishing his sentence.

"I don't want you to cum anywhere else but inside me," you mewl at him, using that sultry voice you always use when you're being needy.

"Okay, baby?"

It's pretty obvious that he's weak for you, he would drop to his knees easily for you, worship you like a goddess you are so if you assigned him a task, he'd better do his best to succeed at it.

"For you, yes," he finally answers.

He can hear you smiling on the phone, "good boy," you coo at him.

"And what does a good boy get?" He teases you.

"A lot of fun things," you reply with a low, sultry voice, "and more."

His ears perk up at the sound of that, a lot of fun things with you, and more. He exhales air out of his mouth to calm himself down.

As soon as he hangs up the phone, Chan is getting up from his chair, groaning at how will he endure three days of not being able to get a release.

"Time for a cold shower, Chan!" He tells himself as he looks down at the bulge in his sweatpants, having no other option but to tame his desire.

-

It's only been hours and you're already making it hard for him 

Chan wakes up to new text messages from you and when he opens them, they're pictures of you, freshly showered with beads of water dotting your skin.

The bathrobe you're wearing barely covered your breasts, he scrolls down not expecting to see that you sent him one of those beautiful mounds to him.

"These babies are missing you too," you wrote in the text.

Chan rolls on the bed and stares at the ceiling for a good minute to gather his thoughts and reorganize them, focused on things he needs to do.

But well, he's just a man who can't help it at times, he looks at it again and...

"Fuck!" He curses out loud, feeling so conflicted. He loves it but hates it at the same time.

The torture doesn't stop there. You sent him nudes at the most random of times, catching him off guard and making it harder for him to not touch himself.

You sent a video of you trying on some lingerie and intentionally exposing enough bits that get him craving, salivating for you, growing an insatiable hunger inside him.

Chan takes it that you enjoy torturing him so much but somehow, he finds pleasure in the pain too. So he hangs on for dear life and managed to survive the day.

However, at the end of the second day, with you keep teasing him with nudes and constantly tempting him to break the rules, sending Chan to the brink of giving up.

There's something about being told not to do something that only makes him want to do it more. 

When that urge happens, he reminds himself that giving himself a few rubs will not be worth it, not when you promised him "a lot of fun things and more".

So Chan busies himself with work to distract himself and not thinking of you, only texting you to know how you're doing and when will you come home and put an end to his misery.

"One more day, baby," you console him through the phone.

It's not about physical needs anymore, he misses you so much that it feels like he has a hole in his chest, and no matter how much air he breathes in, he's barely living.

"I know," he says with a defeated sigh.

He can't speed up time nor shorten the distance, there's nothing he can do about it anyway. He's powerless, all he can do is patiently wait for you.

"Why don't you try to get some sleep and I'll be right there when you wake up," you make a compromise like you would to a two-year-old child.

However, that amuses him and makes him feel good. He chuckles and pulls his duvet to cover his body, up to his chest.

"I'll be dreaming of you," he mutters with a dreamy smile and eyes closed for he can see you in his sleep too.

"With my clothes on or off?" You jokingly ask.

"With clothes on, of course!" He aggressively replies.

"But I'll be the one without my clothes on," he adds and proceeds to burst into laughter.

The giggles you let out make his heart rattles, missing you even more than before.

"That means I'll be the one doing things to you?"

It seems like Chan got caught in his own game. He shouldn't have started what he can't finish. He licks his lips before speaking, "Haven't I always let you do things to me?"

You hum as you think of an answer, "Uhm... I think not often enough."

That's news to him or maybe he's so used to always being put in charge makes him unaware that he's controlling you.

"Just know that just thinking of you doing things to me got me all..." he hisses instead of finishing his sentence.

Bet you know without him having to say it. You just know how to get him all hot and bothered, know which button to push, and send him into overdrive.

You lowly laugh and probably bit your nails when you did it just like you always do this cute habit of yours.

"I have to go, baby," you sadly inform.

He can hear the noise and bustle in the background, you must be in the middle of something.

"Okay," he sighs.

"Sleep tight, baby," you sweetly speak.

"Stay safe, okay? Be careful."

"Yes, sir!" You respond

See? You know how he likes when you call him that with your sultry voice of yours yet it still has that goofiness to it.

"I love you," he endearingly says that his heart quakes.

Your smile is audible, low yet loud enough he can hear it through the phone, "I love you."

When he thinks you're about to hang up, you say another thing to him.

"Can't wait to do things to you!"

It may be a joke or words you say to get him excited but it sounds more than just that to him, one that he anticipates and impatiently waits to become true.

-

The last thing you said to him lingering in his head to the point that he's dreaming about it.

In his dream, you're sitting on top of him and kissing him, placing sweet little kisses all over his face, neck, and chest. It's so vivid that he can feel your weight on top of him and the softness of your lips as you place each kiss on him.

"Baby?"

Even the way you call him, he can hear it right in his ear and feel your breath fanning his ear shell.

"Wake up..." you softly whisper.

This time, he's sure he's not dreaming. Slowly, he opens his eyes to find you staring at him with a wide grin on your face. 

You softly kiss his lips and let out an exaggerated smooching sound to convince him that you're real, "Surprise!" You lowly exclaim.

He knows it's true, that you're here, but can't believe it still. Using his hand, he holds your face and then moves his hand down to trail your beautiful frame. 

"Is it really you, baby?" He sleepily asks.

As far as he touches you, he doesn't feel any layer of clothing on you, just miles and miles of soft, warm skin. Damn, you're naked and sitting on top of him.

Taking his hand, you place a kiss on the inside of his hand, "it's me, baby," you assure him.

Chan glides his hand down to your chest and does not hesitate to cup your breast, kneading it. He nods in approval, then mutters, "Oh, yeah, it's really you."

You laugh as you lean closer, "You know your babies so well."

Chan now uses both hands to knead on your breasts while quietly breathing out air through his mouth, nodding at you with a proud grin on his face.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

You place kisses on and around his lips, "it's a surprise, baby," you answer.

With your fingers, you touch his full, plump lips with just your fingertips and can't help but land another kiss.

Then you bring your mouth close to his ear and seductively whisper, "And I come to test my seat for tonight."

Chan silently grins that the dimples sunken deep on his cheeks, "oh, you're going to love it," he confidently says with eyes half shut and intensely staring up at you.

"Once you are seated, you don't want to get off."

It's the sly smirk dancing on his face that provokes you the most, it's mischievous, naughty and you hate that it looks good on him, making him ten times hotter than he already is.

You refuse to just fall into his words. You lean in and hold his face by his jaw, "as I said, I have to see it myself," you tell him.

The hands resting on your waist move down to your thighs, rubbing them up and down with his knuckles. He's looking deep into your eyes with eyes wide and dark with lust.

"Come and have a seat, baby," he dares you.

Chan keeps licking his lips to wet them as you take your position, kneeling with his head between your legs. Holding the headboard of the bed as support, you slowly lower yourself on him.

He welcomes you with an open mouth, grunting in delight as he put his hands on your waist. You lowly moaning feeling his soft lips wrapping around the delicate thing between your legs, tongue lapping over your wetness and sucking on it.

He glides his hands down to your thighs and puts your thighs together, wrapped around his head. There's no better way to suffocate himself but to be pressed in between your legs.

You look down at his closed eyes with his dark lashes fanning out so beautifully, brushing his curls to the back with your finger, you coo, "My baby is hungry, mmh?"

He opens his eyes to look at you for a second and hums his answer, opening his mouth bigger to take more of you. Moving his hands to your rear, cupping your ass cheeks in his hands and squeezing on the flesh.

Slowly, he motions you to start moving your hips, grinding on his face. You grip the headboard tighter and set a steady pace while looking down at his face, making sure that what you're doing is not uncomfortable for him.

But it seems like he's not lying when he dreamed of wanting you to sit on his face, you can see that he wanted it so much from how eager, how hungry, how passionate he is on drowning himself in you.

He's tirelessly eating you, enjoying every second of it with his eyes closed and humming in pleasure with his tongue deep inside you.

Seeing him enjoying it, makes you enjoy it as well to the point that you didn't realize his nose is buried under you, nudging your clit and pressing on it, giving you the utmost of pleasure.

Afraid that you suffocate him for real, you slowly get up to let him catch his breath.

"Enjoy it too much, huh?" You playfully ask as his face coated in your essence comes into sight.

Despite gasping for air, he licks his lips, then says, "More, baby."

He looks at you with pleading eyes, "give me a little bit more," he demands.

It's hard not to say no when he gives you those eyes and you like what he's doing to you, you want a little more of it too.

"Only for you, baby," you mutter.

Chan doesn't waste time but pulls you, has you in his mouth again, and dives right in, deeper and deeper, never to come out of the surface.

As much as you hate to stop, it eventually has to come you getting off of him or else he'll be running out of air. You lay next to him on the bed, then kissing him all over, tasting yourself on his face.

"Are you that thirsty, baby?" You ask before continue kissing him.

He laughs against your lips with a hand behind your neck, "How's the seat?"

You pull away just enough and smile, "fucking excellent!"

"Specially reserved for you," he says.

You place a long peck on his lips, "Only for me?"

"Only for you," he assures.

He brings your face close and captures you on a long kiss that gradually turns into a full-on make-out, sparing not even an inch of space left between your bodies.

Three days of being away from each other is certainly not easy for both of you and not to mention, the rule you applied to him.

"You've been a good boy, right?"

He lets out a heavy sigh, "Yeah."

That tells a lot about how he's been handling it, "Has it been hard for you?"

"I'm always hard for you," he answers in no time.

The shared laughs echo in the room, you gently slap his chest and press a kiss on his lips. You move your hand down his body, lazily tracing the outline of his sculpted abs.

"Having fun teasing me, eh?"

You answer with low giggles and an apologetic kiss on his lips. Lowering your hand down south, you coo at him, "You poor thing!"

He bites his lower lip as he feels your hand wrapped around his length with your thumb circling the tip. Locked his eyes in a gaze with you, you hover on top of him and tell him, "Just lay back..."

You throw all of your hair to one side and lower your mouth on his, "I'll take care of you tonight," you add.

Complying to you, Chan comfortably lays on his back, folds his hands, and puts them under his head, he watches as you kiss him down with your hair tickling his skin.

Chan looks down to see that his cock is fully erect in your hand, he doesn't even remember going to bed naked. He doesn't want to think further as you slowly put his throbbing cock in your mouth.

As eager as you always do, you take all of him only to pull away not long after, gasping for air.

"You're so big, baby," you exclaim with a devil smile on, stroking his ego well.

You continue to take him into your mouth again, hollowing your cheeks to suck him well with your hand pumping the rest you can't take. That combination of stimulations is enough to make Chan squirm on the bed. The fact that he hasn't touched himself for days only doubles the pleasure, your hands are doing a better job than his.

"Like that, baby," he breathlessly says with his hand fisting your hair.

Following the noises he lets out as a guide, you continue to do so, sucking him harder and putting a little more intensity to the grip around his cock.

"I'm so close, baby," he says between his low groans.

You do it for another minute before pulling away and using only your hand to keep the stimulation going, "close?"

His body turns red and tensed, the veins on his neck are evident as he lets out a raw groan.

"Close, mmh?"

"Yes, yes," he breathlessly answers.

Instead of keeping going, you slow down your movement and grip the base of his cock tighter to prevent him from cumming.

You expected a frustrated groan coming out of him but he only lowly grunts as you position yourself on top of him, "Not going to let you cum anywhere but inside me," you remind him.

You look at him as he lays back on the bed, watching what you're going to do next.

"Better look at it closely, baby," you warn him.

While still holding his cock, you align it with your entrance, "I'm going to take you so... well..." you hum, then carefully lower yourself on him.

Oh, the feeling of having him inside you! You get overwhelmed that you need to take a moment to compose yourself.

Chan is enjoying it as well, whimpering as you adjust yourself to his cock. Suddenly, a wicked laugh comes out of you as you roll your hips around him, laughing some more as if you're under the influence.

"You feel so good inside me, baby," you say with your eyes closed and your hands touching yourself all over.

This is what Chan likes about you, you have the right amount of everything, good and bad, a little crazy too. What are the chances that he finds someone as perfect as you? Perfect in a way that you fit everything he's looking for in a person.

That's when sex is more than just physical, sure, you have an enticing body that can easily turn him on but the chemistry you and him have is what makes it more than just physical fulfillment.

You pause for a while to plant one foot on the bed to provide more depth, taking him deeper inside you which also presents him a sight of his cock going in and out of you.

"Are you going to cum inside me, baby?" You ask with a sly smirk.

And fuck that smirk, it's sending him closer to the edge.

You lean to the back with your hand propped on his thighs, fucking him good that he no longer can hold himself back from cumming.

He grips your waist in a fruitless effort to slow you down, his nails digging deeper into the flesh as waves of pleasure wash over him.

You stop moving and settle yourself on him, taking all of him. You're softly whimpering, feeling his cock twitching as he released his seed inside you.

With a smile on your face, you lean down and kiss him, containing his low grunts in your mouth, "good, yeah?"

Chan answers with even passionate kisses, all tongues and teeth, unstoppable. Wrapping his hands around you, he draws you closer, closer, and all at once, turns you over on the bed, have you pinned under him.

He slowly lets go of the kiss to sit between your legs and carefully pulls out of you, watching as the pearly white of his cum leaks out of you. Doing it always gives him an inexplicable satisfaction and arouses him so much that his cock hardens.

With your elbows propped against the mattress, you look at him and ask, "You still have more for me, right baby?"

He lowly chuckles and leans in close, kissing you deep, got you squeezing the sides of the pillow as he takes your breath away with the kisses.

"You have no idea, baby," he answers with another kiss on your lips.

He's going down to your neck and going lower from there. From the way, he's excessively kissing your chest and taking your breasts into his mouth, wetting them with kisses and licks.

"Want to play with your babies next?" You guess with your hand in his tousled hair.

He slyly grins and hastily kisses your lips, "Didn't you say they missed me?"

You hold your breasts together for him, "yes, they are, terribly missing you," you whine.

Using his fingers, he plays with your nipple and you watch as it's getting impossibly hard just from the slightest of his touch, "I think this one is excited to see me," he playfully says.

Not waiting for another second, he takes the left nipple and tugs it between his teeth, sucking it hard, then leaving it soaking wet with his saliva.

Chan is looking down at you while he's kneeling on the bed, legs on each side of your body. Without putting his weight on you, he lowers himself just enough to rub your nipple with the tip of his cock.

You put your hands above your head, allowing him to do anything as he pleases and comfortably watching him do things to you.

It seems like he's forgetting something though.

"Are you not going to record this, baby?"

"You want me to?" He asks back.

"Are you sure you're not going to regret not recording this?" You ask back with an even more daring question and a devilish grin dancing on your face.

A hand reached for your jaw and lands a tender caress on your cheek, "You're bad!"

You burst out laughing, "Isn't that why you like me?"

The truth is Chan doesn't necessarily like bad girls but you are one, therefore he likes it.

After giving you a long kiss on the lips, he grabs his phone and starts recording, endearingly touching your face only for you to grab his hand by the wrist, then suck on his thumb.

"Yum..." you seductively hu once you let go of his finger.

The first few minutes are going well but Chan begins to lose his focus as you keep pressing your breasts tight while he's pumping his cock in between. The glints in your eyes are luring him to keep looking, locked in a gaze with yours that he forgets he's recording on his phone.

"Almost there, baby?" You sweetly ask.

He pumps his cock faster between your breasts, glistening wet with his saliva and jiggling along with the movements.

"Almost..." he replies with his voice breaking at the end.

You keep staring at him even when he's not looking, stirring the chaos inside him that he can't stop himself from exploding.

A low gasp escapes your mouth as strings of cum shoot out of the tip of his cock and lands on your chest. You're squirming under him while he's pumping his length as more cum drips out of him and onto your body.

Using your hand, you smear it all over your chest while breathlessly moaning in pleasure. Chan is quick enough to put his focus back on recording you, watching you through the camera, and how you enjoy having his cum all over you.

After a moment, Chan decides to turn it off so he can shift all of his focus back on you and get ready for his favorite part of it all, cuddling you.

-

Before he gets to his favorite part though, he helps you clean up. Even though he knows you can do it yourself, he can't help himself seeing your body and not washing it for you.

The second both of you return to bed, he wraps his arms around you and places kisses on you, each kiss makes up for the second he spent missing you and more kisses to mark you all over.

He takes his lips back to kiss you and slowly lets go, "hi..." he softly speaks with a gentle squeeze on your waist.

"We did all that and you've just said hi to me now, huh?" You've just come to the realization as well as you give him a quick peck on the lips.

He's grinning with his dimples appearing on both cheeks, undeniably cute and adorable. You can't help but kiss him again.

"I miss you so much," his heart shrank as he said it.

You warmly smile and cup his face in one hand, "I miss you too."

With his feeling reciprocated, Chan feels his heart expanded and full of warm feelings to the brim.

Maybe this is why he finds pleasure in waiting because he knows what he'll get at the end of his suffering, you. Which is the greatest, priceless prize he'll ever get.

However, the dread tomorrow brings looming over him.

"You didn't tell me you're coming. I have lots to do tomorrow," he mumbles, disappointed that he has to go early tomorrow.

"Lots to do to me tomorrow, you mean?" You joke.

He buries his head in your neck, "oh, I wish," he sighs.

You gently pat his head and brush his curls with your fingers, "that's okay. I'll patiently wait for you."

"Like a good girl?" He teases.

You take a moment to answer, "That, I can't promise you."

One thing comes to his mind as he places a long kiss on your lips, "didn't you say you wanted to do things to me?"

You part open your mouth then faintly bite your lower lip, he can see that your eyes are keeping secrets from him.

He tips his head to the side, intrigued.

"You still have a lot of fun things for me or...?"

You subtly shrug and slyly smile, "Maybe."

As much as he likes just laying close to you and talking all night, he notices that you can't keep your eyes open anymore. He puts all of your hair away from your face and put them to the side, "tired?"

You nod with your sleepy eyes.

He places a sweet kiss on your forehead and pours his love into it, "Goodnight, angel!"

You lean in and kiss him on the lips, "Night, baby."

Now that he has you sleeping next to him, the only thing he has left to do is protect you from the bad dreams that might reside in your sleep.

-

This is what he likes to see first thing in the morning.

Your beautiful face as you are peacefully lost in your dream, your head resting on the soft pillow, and your body that is only for his eyes to look at.

He can't resist the urge to touch you, not when this body is all he can think about and puts him in agony for days. Not when your body is lying so close to him, only covered by the duvet that he can just...

He puts it away to expose your body and watches as his hand touches every inch of it with admiration and lust at once.

This is the body that can put him in both pain and pleasure.

He lowly whimpers as his fingers slide down your smooth skin and at the same time, discover places that make you stir in your sleep.

Chan puts a gentle kiss on that skin behind your ear that he knows is your sensitive spot and pulls away with a satisfied smile drawn on his face.

You hum in your sleep but your eyes remain closed.

Exploring your body more, he freely roams his hand around and touches you in places that he wishes will make you squirm in your sleep.

Touching your body like this without you knowing is giving him pleasure like no other and on top of that, it's just kinky. Chan likes doing kinky things with and to you only.

He traces the curve of your ass and touches your inner thighs, close enough to that thing he wanted to touch the most.

He touches you there with just his fingertips, lightly, fluttering little touches that make you...

Chan gets a bit panicked to see you're looking at him with your barely open eyes.

"Are you just going to touch me and not do anything about it?"

It never ceased to amaze him how you always seem to easily read his mind but he likes to believe that you and him are simply compatible, mentally and physically.

In other words, you're just right for each other.

Also, how can Chan say no to making love to you first thing in the morning?

-

Two naked bodies, slithering over each other like two snakes making a mess on the bed. The pillow he puts under you provides more depth as he entered you from behind, other than that, it gives you both more pleasure.

As he thrusts into you, he whispered praises into your ears while you were moaning into the pillow.

"Taking me well like a good girl."

"Always tight for me, yeah?"

"So good around me."

"Want to cum inside this pretty pussy."

"Fill you full with my love for you, mmh?"

Before cumming inside you, he puts his hand around your neck and tilted your head to make you look at him.

"I love you," He confessed along with a hard kiss on your lips.

You looped your hand around his neck and pulled him closer, saying back to him with all of your heart, "I love you."

And that's all he can think about.

Chan forgets where he is, and what he is doing, completely losing track of everything. He is in the middle of a schedule right now but all he can think about is how he can't wait to go home, to you and that thing caged inside your chest.

There's something that he can do to cure this lovesick, but first, he's searching for a place that can provide him a little privacy and found it inside the small space of the changing room.

Putting his headphones on, he plays the video he took last night and watches it by himself. Instead of finding healing in it, he's only worsening the situation by doing it.

Chan has his cock stiffening inside his jeans to prove it. Knowing that he made the wrong choice, he stops before he caused some damage and gets out of the changing room.

He tries to avert these thoughts elsewhere and when he finally gets a grip of his senses, his phone dinged with a new notification.

It's from you and he's afraid to open it as you attached a file in it.

Chan knows that he is one tap away from making another bad decision but he's just human, he's flawed and weak for you. He opens the message and he reads the first text message.

"To add to your collection," it says.

His heart palpitations yet his finger scrolls down to reveal a video, he clicks on it right away and it's of you, taking your clothes off in front of him whilst he was still sleeping. Then you climbed onto the bed and started touching him as he was deep in his slumber.

It hits him just now. This is probably why he dreamed of you touching him last night, except that he wasn't dreaming at all, he was feeling you touching him all over.

You did not just touch, you took his semi-hard cock out of his boxer and stroked it. You seemed to be enjoying touching him from the smile that didn't wear off even for a second.

Then you bent down on the bed and took him into your mouth.

"Oh, fuc—" Chan quickly stops himself from cursing as he realized that there are people around him.

He presses his lips together as he continues watching the video, this part shows that you were rubbing his cock to your cunt.

This is not what he pictured when you said you wanted to do things to him. Well, he pictured it alright except that he didn't know you will do it when he's asleep and record it. This is even beyond his imagination.

But you know what? He likes it. He likes it so much that he knows for certain he got himself the worst case of lovesick.

He's so deep in it, he loses a little of his sanity whenever he's with you that it's not normal anymore.

Chan is so crazy over you and he can't wait to add this to his secret folder.

Folder 103.

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[winwintea]

Blame it on my Disney Wish (Prologue)

PAIRING ▸ wayv x fem!reader 

GENRES ▸ romance, fluff, crack, angst, acquaintances to lovers, disney park au, college au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual jokes, alcohol consumption, chenle gets bullied a lot, kun also gets bullied a lot, everyone gets bullied a lot, 

SUMMARY ▸ kun takes the boys to disney world, funded by his sugar daddy chenle. however none of them were prepared for you to tag along, more or less even be affected by that cliche disney magic. but hey, maybe dreams really do come true? 

TAG LIST ▸ (send me an ask here if you’d like to be added! + those tagged will be in the tag list of all chapters of this series!)

RELEASE DATE ▸ no schedule haha... i work at my own pace guys!

WORD COUNT ▸ 1.1k words

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ welcome to my first ever fic? this is a “choose your own route” kind of series, so no need to read in order! i’ll be updating one chapter at a time, finishing off all chapter 1’s before i move onto the chapter 2’s. this originally started off as a crack fic idea that turned into a romance. thank u for taking the time to indulge in my silly fic. i’m very into disney parks so this was very fun to write. PLEASE ALSO READ THE PROLOGUE BEFORE READING THE CHAPTERS!

“Could we maybe go to Disney?”

Little did Qian Kun know, was that this innocent question would be the reason why Kun, and 6 other idiots were now at Walt Disney World with you.

That day, Dong Si Cheng, Kun’s roommate, asked a simple question. That had a simple answer: No. But what happened instead, wasn’t as simple. If it were any other one of his idiotic friends he would’ve turned them down straight away, but the request had to come from the mouth of Dong Si Cheng instead. There was no way Kun could resist the temptation of seeing those eyes look dejected after he rejected that wish of Si Cheng’s. 

“Sure, I’ll see what I can do.” Was what HE SHOULD NOT HAVE SAID. but he did.

As soon as Kun walked out of Si Cheng’s room, his smile quickly turned into a frown. How the hell was he going to accomplish this? They were pretty much broke college students, no freetime, and no clout. Actually the last part was a lie. They were pretty popular amongst most of the students of their school. Mingled with most people, went to parties, drank a lot, you get the gist. Yet, that wasn’t enough clout to magically grant them a Disney trip. That shit only happened in movies. Disney movies. 

“Couldn’t help but overhear that sad conversation.” Kun turned his head to see a familiar face, one that happened to belong to his ‘bestie’ Ten. He was using the term ‘bestie’ lightly. They’d known each other for years, but still bickered and teased each other over everything. Ten’s real name was ‘Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul’, but of course no one could pronounce that so everyone just called him Ten instead. It made life simpler. 

“Oh yeah? Like you could do anything better.” 

Ten cocked his head to the side, “What? Can’t stop being a people pleaser for once and reject someone for a change?” “I’d love to see you try. Why don’t you go tell him ‘no’ instead, so we don’t have to shovel out our own money to pay for this damn trip?” Kun knew Ten loved a good challenge, and that Ten was as equally broke as he was, so maybe he could convince Ten to persuade Si Cheng.

Ten looked at him for a few seconds, rolled his eyes, and walked right into Si Cheng’s room. Kun glanced at his watch, wanting to see how long it would take. 

“You don’t need to tell me Ten. I heard everything outside, I… understand.” Kun could hear Si Cheng’s faint voice from the door, and his heart ached a little. The sadness in his tone was very obvious. “I was being selfish… I’m sorry.” 

“N-Nononoofcoursenot!” Ten blabbered out. Suddenly Ten opened the door again, spotted Kun and pulled Kun back into the room with him. “Tell him Kun! We were just planning the dates right, weren’t we Kun?” 

Fuck this bastard. Kun could imagine it in his head. Right here, right now. His hands wrapped tightly around Ten’s neck. And when he was done, he would know exactly where to put the bo- Err… Just kidding. There would be a witness anyways. A witness that was currently giving him a puzzled look. 

“Uhm… yeah yeah… yeah right we were just booking flights that’s all. And if it… sounded like we weren’t gonna go uh… we were just… joking, right?” Kun looked at Ten for support. If Ten was gonna throw Kun under the bus then he needed all the help he could get.

“Yeah yeah. We’ll go to your favorite park!” Ten winked at Si Cheng, still nervously looking at Kun. “I like all of them though…” 

That’s it. Kun grabbed on Ten’s arm, as equally hard as Ten had done to him earlier, dragging him out of Si Cheng’s room once again. This time, Kun and Ten positioned themselves strategically in the kitchen where Kun’s beloved roommate wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation. However as they made their way into the kitchen to see a shorter boy standing at the sink peeling an orange. “Chenle, how the fuck do you keep getting into our dorm room?” Kun stared at Chenle as he was nonchalantly peeling his orange. 

The younger boy grinned at the two. “Si Cheng gave me his spare key. He wanted to learn how to play basketball, so I’ve been teaching him.”

Chenle was a basketball prodigy and had gotten into their school on a scholarship because of it. He was only 2 grades below Kun, but somehow they shared most of their classes with each other. Chenle would always pester Kun whenever he could and did anything he could to make his life miserable. “Okay, so why are you here now? Si Cheng did not look like he was about to play basketball at all.” Chenle popped an orange slice in his mouth. “Silly! I’m here for you! Well, see I originally was going to bother you like I normally do, y’know” He ignored Kun’s glare and continued on, “But then… I was hungry so I got a snack.” He motioned to the orange in his hands and ate another slice, “Also whoever made that Pumpkin Pie, that was absolutely fire.” 

“Fuck you that was my last slice” Ten crossed his arms, and joined Kun in scowling at the younger boy.

“Yeah well. Sorry. I guess. Not really. I would do it again in a heartbeat. Regardless, while eating the pie I witnessed your little disney dilemma and I have a proposal to make.” Kun eyed Chenle suspiciously as he continued on, “I’ll pay for your little trip. Flights, Tickets, Fastpasses, Food, everything!” 

Kun completely forgot that Chenle’s family was loaded. He glanced at Ten then back at Chenle. “And what do you want in return? Is there a catch?”

Chenle looked at them with a more mischievous grin in comparison to the ones he had been giving them before. “No catch! You just have to take me and my best friend, y/n with you.”

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[sanjoongie]

FFF~ Day 16

♡Pairing: Kim Hongjoong x Reader (f) ♡Genre: Smut with no plot :) ♡Au: heroes vs villains, university (the school of good and evil inspired), enemies AND lovers ♡Word Count: 1,903 ♡Warnings: sword fighting, blood, sadism, masochism, cum eating, blood play, weapon play (? hongjoong uses the hilt of a blade to fuck you, yeah), slight breath play, penetrative sex with no barrier, slight degradation kink, slight praise kink, f and m orgasm ♡Rated: 18+ MDNI ♡Masterlist link~ | Previous Day~ Size Kink, PSH | Next Day~ Daddy, JYH ♡Dedication~ @downtoamagicalland & @mejuii the unholy trinity beta team

You cried out as Hongjoong flashed his fencing sword and you had a wound on your upper arm. 

“Points for Kim Hongjoong,” Jongho said soulessly, turning over the scoreboard.

You narrowed your eyes down at the fencing captain of the Villains as you pushed up your mask. “Don’t get cocky just because you drew first blood.”

Hongjoong lifted his mask, grinning. “I dunno, I kinda like the sound of your outrage that I got in the first hit.”

You wrinkled your nose at him, “Okay, you little sadist, let’s go.”

Your duel continued. You got in your fair share of slashes but Hongjoong was whittling you down. Each strike elicited a yelp from you. Your skin burned and you could feel blood dripping from each wound. The more angry you got, the less coordinated and precise your strikes became. Jongho called the match in Hongjoong’s favor and you threw your sword across the room, almost hitting San before he ducked out of the way.

“Now now, miss heroine, that’s not very ladylike of you,” Hongjoong taunted you.

You made a loud noise of frustration, chucked your mask at Hongjoong, and strode out of the fencing room. You were halfway up the stairs to your dorm when Hongjong caught up with you. He wrapped a hand around your arm to halt your progress and you hissed as he touched a wound. 

“The medical wing isn’t this way,” Hongjoong smirked at you.

“I’m not going to the medical wing, Hongjoong,” You said his name like it was a derogatory term, “Why are you following me anyways?”

“The way you acted back there wasn’t much like a hero. Are you sure you’re on the right side of this school?” Hongjoong goaded you.

You cursed under your breath. “And how does that have anything to do with you?”

Hongjoong looked at you through the fringe of his hair coyly. “I’m looking to write a different kind of story for myself. I think it might start with you.”

You sent a look of disbelief towards him. “Me?!”

Hongjoong’s fingers ruthlessly dug into the wound in your arm and you let out a helpless cry. Hongjoong’s grin was positively evil in response. “See? Aren’t you perfect for me?”

You yanked your arm out of Hongjoong’s grasp. “Go find a thorny vine and sit on it, Hongjoong,” You spat back at him.

Hongjoong didn’t stop you as you stomped up a few more stairs but he did say, “Sounds more like your style. Like a little pain with your pleasure, don’t you, doll?”

That stopped you in your tracks. If anyone from the hero side of the school knew that, you’d be reported or worse, ridiculed. You had a reputation to uphold for your parents and your kingdom. You couldn't have whispers going around the castle about how you liked your sex like you were a villain’s perfect victim.

Your face was stormy as you backtracked and stood face to face with Hongjoong. “You can’t tell anyone,” You hissed.

Hongjoong looked quite pleased with himself. “Oh, I don’t want to tell anyone. As long as you let me take advantage of it.”

It was just like a villain to blackmail a hero. Except…you wanted this. It took everything in you to not vibrate with excitement. Of course, any of your past lovers had been soft and gentle and you had loathed it when all you wanted was a little pain with your pleasure. What Hongjoong was dangling in front of you was the perfect bait to hook you into his story. You knew it was a bad idea. But you couldn't find yourself saying no to it. 

You were stretched out on Hongjoong’s bed, snuck into his dorm under shadows and moonlight. The scratches from Hongjoong’s fencing sword littered your body and Hongjoong was throbbing from the view of you on his satin black sheets. You refused to look him in the eyes, which made him smirk slightly because you were completely naked for him, your legs propped up and spread, arms out and palms down. 

“I can see how wet your pussy is from here,” Hongjoong teased you.

You scoffed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Oh, Hongjoong liked that you were playing hard to get even though you were in his room on his bed ready to take his cock. “No?” Hongjoong pulled a dagger from a holster at his ankle and flipped it, holding the blade carefully. 

The bed dipped as he placed his knee down and leaned over to brush the hilt of the dagger down your soaked folds. You bit down on your lip, whimpers falling from them nonetheless. Hongjoong brought the hilt up to his mouth and his tongue flickered over it, tasting the slick. “Yup, wet enough that I bet I could slip right in.”

“Are you going to fuck me or not?” You snarled.

“Patience, doll,” Hongjoong drawled, “Or I might think you’re eager for me.”

Hongjoong sucked on the hilt, cleaning it of your juices and then flipped it again so he was holding the hilt now. He drew the flat of the blade up your calf, along the inside of your thigh, tracing your hip, over your stomach and in between the valley of your breasts. Your breathing had quickened and you felt your lower half tightening in anticipation for what was next. 

He cut a small, shallow line along your collarbone and you whimpered for him. He was now on his hands and knees, hovering over you. His head dipped and his tongue came out to lick along the line of blood there. “Are you trembling for me, doll?” Hongjoong whispered as he kissed up your neck.

“N-no,” You stuttered, revealing that indeed you were.

He discarded the dagger and fluttered his fingers up the outside of your arms, creating goosebumps in their wake. When his hands gripped your upper arms tightly, you cried out for him. “No wonder you let me strike you while we were fighting. You were getting your kicks from the tiny gifts of pain I was giving you. If only I had known how wet you were getting for me, I would have fucked you right then and there.”

Your eyes became fierce. “I don’t fucking think so!”

Hongjoong smiled widely. “You wouldn’t have gotten turned on by the fact that your fellow heroes and the other villains were watching you get pounded into by your rival?”

“Don’t give yourself such a lofty title,” You sneered. “Rival? Don’t make me laugh. You’re just an early chapter in my story, Kim Hongjoong.”

“I’m gonna fuck you now, doll,” Hongjoong leered at your body, lingering on the cuts and on your tits. “I’m going to enjoy it. I’m going to make you addicted to my body and the way I fuck you. And then you’ll become so entwined in my story, they’ll tell all the little heroes about you as a warning to those who stray the path of good.”

With his lower half pushing against your thigh and his arms bracing himself above you, he angled himself against your pussy lips. The head of his cock slid against your folds, covering himself with your slick. And even after that, he swirled the head along your clit, making you cry out. You pushed your lips inwards, refusing to beg for him, but even that told Hongjoong everything.

“Come on now, make some pretty noises for me, miss heroine,” Hongjoong provoked you.

He pushed inside of you, slowly but surely, and that’s when you let out a long, drawn out moan. He stretched you and it felt delicious; that perfect line of pain and pleasure. “Hong-hongjoong,” You whimpered once he was fully inside of you.

“Yes, doll?” He chuckled.

“You better know how to wield your cock just as well as you know how to wield a sword.”

Hongjoong’s face clouded over at the insult before he carefully wiped it from his face. “You’re going to regret that. No one will be able to fuck you like I can.”

Hongjoong enfolded your body with his arms, locking his hands behind your back. He withdrew his hips and then thrusted into your body with the ease of a man who had fucked and fucked well before. You gasped, your breath catching in your throat, but Hongjoong didn’t give you a chance to catch it again. Your legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his ass as he fucked you thoroughly. 

With your bodies pressed against each other, and Hongjoong’s hips the only part of your bodies moving, you made all the pretty noises just for him. The surprising part was, Hongjoong also made pretty noises for you. His gasps and grunts filled your ears, along with the way he whispered in your ear just how perfect you were for him. 

“Joong,” You whined, feeling your climax approach quickly.

“Already, doll? You must have denied yourself plenty while you’ve been here. Either that, or the heroes that fucked you couldn't give it to you like I do. Have you been neglected? You poor, poor thing,” Hongjoong mocked you.

“You’re--hnnnnn--you're gonna let me come, right? ” You worried out loud.

Hongjoong chuckled, placing a loud kiss on your neck. “You gonna let me? I want to hear you beg for it, doll.” You whined in frustration and Hongjoong only squeezed you tighter in his arms. “Beg me for it,” He cooed, “Or I’ll fuck you like this all night until you do.”

“Hongjoong, no,” You said in horror.

“Hongjoong, yes,” He cackled in delight, “Go on, beg me.”

“Puh-please let me come, Hongjoong,” You pleaded desperately. Your pride had gone out the window once his dick was inside of you, who were you kidding? “Wanna come on your pretty dick, please. Please, Hongjoong, wanna come with you.”

“All you had to do was ask,” Hongjoong hummed.

He shifted inside of you, changing the angle only slightly but it was everything. He pounded into you and your cries became a crescendo of wild noises as your climax built to its apex. You bit down on his shoulder as you came so hard that you felt like you were going to black out. Hongjoong cried out in pleasure at both the bite and your cunt clenching him and he unloaded inside of you as well. He continued to fuck up into your pussy until you whined and he was done painting your insides with his seed.

Hongjoong pulled out of you, resting on the balls of his feet in front of you on the bed. He turned his head to admire the bite mark on his shoulder and he grinned. “So, you like to reciprocate, it seems.”

You didn’t have words for him, you were too fucked out of your mind to even argue with him. So Hongjoong pulled his sheets over you, appreciating how you looked in his bed. “I’ll wake you up before sunrise, don’t worry, miss heroine. No one will know about this, I’ll keep my promise.”

It wasn’t until Hongjoong climbed into his bed to curl up behind you that his little black heart beat at the noises of content that you made when he wrapped an arm around you and pulled your back to his front. In your sleep, you were quite content to be with him. Hongjoong would take that, for what it was worth.

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[revasserium]

gen tags: all ; fluff ; nsfw ; angst ; daydreams

riddle ; ace ; deuce ; trey ; cater

leona ; ruggie ; jack

azul ; jade ; floyd

kalim ; jamil

vil ; epel ; rook

idia ; ortho

malleus ; lilia ; silver ; sebek

malleus:

stargazer; fluff

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x you #twst x you #twisted wonderland scenarios #twst scnarios #twisted wonderland imagines #tswt imagines #bruh idk how yall format every single post; this one post took me like 2 hrs #theres literally nothing here rn bc ive only written one thing but TRUST that it will grow DO NOT FRET #⛈ masterlists

[lemonsbakery]

help roffy is coming up with heart wrenching scenarios based off of stupid silly shit again

#lem speaks #ca 911 pls im gonna b e in tears/EXAG /POS #i loev roffys silly little scnarios though omg giggles/pos #pls help #EJL #NO #XES BEEN TYPING LONGER THAN 3 MINTUES PLEASE HELP

[gloopdimension]

this thing is starting to tucker me out i gotta figure out how to WRAP IT UP

#i luv u wayne and gorma but i wanna ponder other scnarios.

[zombie-honeymoon]

Getting snowed in is nothing like the fanfictions lead us to believe.

#not fun at all #snowed in #fanfiction #imagine your otp #but in a realistic snowed in scnario #which one threatens to eat the other? #which one scratches the car with the shovel trying to dig it out after it gets buried by the plow? #which one was paying attention to the weather report and kept saying they should leave early? #anyways we made it home #somehow #at one in the morning

[respiteresponse]

what’s each of the kittens first words

margo says milk and maxine say mama, tabitha says warden and nicholas says dream. lucinda was on her way to saying mama but she got made into hot sauce

#im running out of scnarios to put luci in #ask #anon

[corinneecrivaine]

WILLOW - Chapitre - 15 - Merveilleuses Retrouvailles... ou Presque (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1423622011-willow-chapitre-15-merveilleuses-retrouvailles-ou?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=CorinneEcrivain L'histoire se déroule après la fin de la saison 1. Lorsque Elora a vaincu The Crone, et Kit sauvé Airk. Tous se préparent à la grande guerre à venir. Mais cette aventure leur a laissé des blessures avec lesquelles ils doivent désormais vivre avec. Bien sûr cette aventure qui peut être considérée comme la saison 2 provient totalement de mon imagination. Ayant adoré la série Willow, tous les personnages, tous les acteurs et en particulier cette romance entre Kit et Jade j'ai voulu continuer à faire vivre cette magnifique aventure à travers ma plume. J'intégrerai tous les personnages y compris le retour de Madmartigan tout en ajoutant de nouveaux personnages comme un magicien sorcier, une guerrière sorcière, ainsi que le roi de Cashmere et bien d'autres. Je n'oublierai pas The Wyrm, Dark Elora, Dark Graydon et The Crone. Je remonterai dans le passé et le présent. J'essaierai au mieux de rester fidèle aux personnages à l'histoire et aux fans. Si certains veulent une histoire, un passage précis, un personnage précis j'en tiendrai compte dans les demandes. Merci à tous de continuer à faire vivre cette magnifique aventure.

#adventure #auteurs #author #aventure #epic #fanfiction #fantaisie #fantastics #fantastique #fantasy #hroic #lgbt #lgbtqia #movies #queer #queercommunauty #script #scnario #srie #tv #willow #writer #books #wattpad #amreading

[jinjofitzo]

WHAT THE HELL!

(rbs appreciated!!! ^_^)

#oc: splatura #hehehe ik it looks kinda bad but shush #he’s obvis kinda big so idk if i should add this to any g/t tags hgjhfjhehehe #secrets untold #next i needa d raw inkster!!! #u_d #untitled_document #oc #oc art #jf.art #my art #im in school rn btw so #i hadda draft this #but hmm.. #rbs appreciated #monster #hehe. bbig monster.. #g/t oc #(yes i have actually a lot of scnarios with him with tiny abby HheheHEHEHE)

[zombiesama]

got halfway up the stairs when i suddenly got super dizzy and my hearing went away so I Booked It up the stairs and into my room Just IN Case I passed out but we're fine

#rice rambles #Close one! passing out on the stairs is like the worst case scnario

[honkytonka]

I am mentally ill. Have this Ramattra x listener scnario in which the listener is hiding from him. (she/her pronouns for listener, it was what was available)

#ramattra #ramattra x reader #reader insert #with higher production value this time lmao #im new to doing this shit in audacity so there are effects i want that i don't know how to do #but oh well! #overwatch

[thewulf]

hai, i am your mew follower here.

i want to let you know, loving your scnarios make me flutter 🙆‍♀️🥹

can i request darry curtis x wife!reader please? she stands by his and the boys side, always care and worry about the boys especially ponyboy (because he's like your little brother). calming darry down when pony is missing, and being a nurse for them after their fight. i dont knkw what i am requesting 🥴😞 just based on the movie i think, however i give it the story for you to write 🥰✨️

thank you~

Eeeek yes! This is so cute. Feel like reader is that calming motherly presence the boys need so desperately. Darry always credits her for saving the family after he roughed up Ponyboy leading him to run away. I think this is the perfect story for a 3x1. Maybe they aren't even married just yet but seriously dating. Something like the three times Darry knew he was going to marry you and the one time he did something about it!

#darry curtis #darry curtis x reader #darry curtis x you #darry curtis x y/n #darry curtis angst #darry curtis fluff #darry curtis imagine #darrel curtis #johnny cade #steve randle #sodapop curtis #two bit mathews #the outsiders headcanons #darrel curtis x you #darrel curtis x y/n #darrel curtis fluff #darrel curtis blurb #darry curtis oneshot #darry curtis one shot #darrel curtis imagine #darrel curtis one shot #darrel curtis oneshot #the outsiders x reader #the outsiders #the outsiders fanfiction #the outsiders fandom #outsiders fanfic #outsiders oneshot #outsiders imagine #outsiders

[angelpuns]

SO FUN FACT ABOUT HOW I WRITE CAUSE I GENUINELY FIND IT HILARIOUS:

any choices made by the characters aren't on purpose. What I mean is: I toss these guys into a scnario in my braina nd just watch them act it out. I'm not saying this like I'm not gonna take accountability for somehing a character says I mean it ina funny ' I am just as surprisaed as ya'll are about what is going on rn' kinda way

And I love doing debriefings at the end of fic chapters cause it's just me like ' DID YA'LL SEE THAT SHIT?? I CAN'T BELIEVE HE WOULD DO THAT THIS MOVIE IS SO WACKY YA'LL'

Because that is genuinely how I am writing, I'm on the sidelines and stuff is just happening in my brain :3

Comics its different sadly cause I have to make artistic choices or whatever which is why I feel like my comics are never gonna be as good as my writing

#sorry for the spelling errors #i was laughing the entire time

[youabandonedthem]

oh yeah i agree that it would be a complete accident i was just talking about the hypothetical situation where one of them absolutely had to get pregnant no matter what. i find it interesting that you say droog would get an abortion immediately while slick would carry it around for a while can you elaborate on that. why wouldn’t slick just get an abortion too

i will refrain to comment on the scnario where they have to choose which one becomes pregnant because i just cant envision it.. im thinking that there are two separate dimensions where either one is able to get pregnant and these dimensions are the setting of the question. so it would be more up to us for which world should be explored rather than up to them.

the main difference is that droog has a fixation on his appearance both in terms of physical appearance and public perception. this is obvious so it needs not be elaborated on in detail. he quickly fixes any issue that occurs with his body and absolves himself of imperfections. He doesn't think it'll do at all for a male like him to be seen with child. meanwhile Slick is vastly different in that he seems to function in a rather insectoid manner and acts only to attend to matters which occur on the immediate physical plane. even when he underwent various physical transformations (into a dog... the strange catlike form...) he didn't seem to express any kind of strong opinion on the changes while still acknowledging them and adjusting his actions according to his new capabilities. which is why i believe if he became pregnant he would act the same way. He could undergo various physical experiences/changes and understand that this is something new happening, to which he must adjust himself, and his only mental goal would be finding ways to deal with it. when he finds out how to physically deal with each new symptom that arises with the pregnancy he becomes satisfied and moves on to a new goal. this is essentially the cycle of his entire life and the life of each version of himself. so even though he's fully aware of it i don't believe he would truly care that there is a lifeform growing inside of him and only tends to his physical experience and symptoms. even the crew would care about his pregnancy and begin trying to be aware of and tend to his new needs (in their own individual ways) more than he consciously cares to do for himself. kind of like when a cat is pregnant and just keeps running and jumping around and you have no insight into what is going on in its mind. this is why he would continue to drink and why he wouldn't care when it miscarries. the most he would think about it is afterwards, when he notes that he now has some relief from the physical symptoms he had been experiencing, and he internalises that being pregnant causes these symptoms in him and he therefore mentally files it as an inconvenience. however it changes nothing and he will soon become pregnant again only to miscarry again and continue the cycle. are you satisfied with my explanation or will you keep hassling me with more of your questions.