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muwapsturniolo · 2 months
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✯Nick with a black girl bestie✯
-y’all the dynamic duo, terror twins if you wanna keep it real
-his sass with your attitude? Oh yeah people don’t fuck with yall😭
-“ion know why she was looking at me like that, like I won’t say sum to her.” -insert stank face-
-“don’t fight! but no like girl be so serious”
-hypes you up when you get a new hairstyle
-“ok blonde 360 lace bust down”
-“Nick this is black?”
-if its braids he gets confused.
“Omg I love your box braids!”
“Nick these are Fulani braids…”
“Ok there’s too fucking many take the compliment or leave it”
-if you get your nails done he’s right there
-matching bestie sets!
-Matt and Chris try to gang up on him and you right there defending him!
“Hes literally in the wrong y/n!”
-“ion care! Him and I will talk about that later, but for now imma defend him!”
-laughs at your breakdowns over your hair
-he definitely convinces you to put a wig on him
-“NICKY WITH THE BUNDLES!”
-you go to pride with him and you pop out with a rainbow wig.
-“not you being rainbow dash”
-“that’s a cool ass pony so fuck you!”
-bans you from flirting with his brothers
-“that’s literally so gross. No.”
-loves to eat your cooking
-“Can you make the breakfast mashed potatoes?”
-“breakfast mashed pota-NIGGA YOU MEAN GRITS!?”
-“ignoring that word but yes.”
-When he meets your family for the first time you have to warn him about their mouths.
-your cousin/sibling “so like….you be doing butt stuff for real?”
-“do you do the bending or you getting bent?”
-let’s just say he left your home with more ride or dies (let’s be real, the loud cousins who lowkey bully people would love him and fight if anybody messed with him)
i dont really like nicks but i feel like its accurate to a certain point.
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angrelysimpping · 2 years
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uhm,, can u please do some hcs with the love interests+Bailey where the pc gets jealous after seeing them around someone who has everything they’re insecure abt?? Thanks in advance !! I really love ur writing!! i literally check the tag first whenever i log in to tumblr to see if u posted some new stuff lol 😔😫💓💞
(DoL relationships and I think that's all there is to warn for?)
Alex
Alex doesn't really realize you're jealous, at first. 
Sure, you're hanging all over them even though you're both sticky with sweat and it's the hottest part of the day, but you guys are usually all over each other around this time. 
Yeah, Alex usually starts things, but that's fine. More than fine, actually. Alex quite enjoys how you can't seem to get enough of them. 
It doesn't even cross their mind that this might have something to do with the client that came by earlier. The one who touched Alex's arm and kept giving them hungry looks while licking their lips. 
The moment they find out, it makes them want to laugh. 
Jealous? Over them? Really?
They can't recall that ever happening before, and they kinda like it. 
Finds it a little cute, really. 
Won't dissuade you from getting all jealous, but they don't feed into any insecurities you may have. 
Avery
All night you've stuck to Avery's side like glue and Avery knows exactly why. 
Avery may not be a huge flirt, but stunning smiles and compliments can work wonders if used correctly. 
You've never seemed to mind Avery charming others while you were on their arm, but tonight is different. 
Tonight, something must have struck a nerve with you. Something, someone, must have made you feel like you had to act like this. 
And, well, Avery can't say they don't like you clinging to their side, but it can get a little annoying. 
It's cute, but don't go around scowling at anyone. Just stick to their side and look good. 
Of course, they’ll use this to their advantage. 
You’re jealous, right? Don’t want Avery looking at anyone other than you? Then you’ll do anything they want, right? 
Hell of an ego boost as well, knowing you get all worked up over them like that. But, they’re not ‘yours,’ you understand? You might be their pretty little plaything to take on dates and fuck however they like, but Avery is not your anything. Don’t forget that. 
Bailey
Piss off.
What do you think you're doing, acting like a fucking brat?
Aw, did you see Bailey talking to a buyer? Did it strike a nerve in you? Big fucking deal. 
What are you, jealous? Of what? And why? You’re not anything to Bailey but another mouth to feed and another source of income. 
Acting like a little shit because you’ve got some misguided crush on your caretaker? Too bad.
But, well, if you’re going to go acting up, maybe Bailey can find a way to use this to their advantage. 
You’ve got feelings for them? Then why don’t you pay your dues on time and stay out of their way, huh? 
They’re not going to change themself, cut off potential clients, just because you got your stupid feelings hurt. 
Want to get into their good books? Then stay out of trouble and give them their money. Simple as that. Act like a jealous little shit and you might get their attention, but not in the way you want. Probably. 
Eden
It's rare for Eden to go into town, even more so now that you live with them. They hate letting you go into town but it's worth the risk. 
Until you don't come back and Eden ends up having to go into town anyway. 
It's only natural for Eden to kill two birds with one stone; to pick up both you and their supplies while in town. 
It's only after they talk to the cashier that you start acting all weird, clinging to Eden's side and glaring at any passerby. 
Why are you acting like this?
It takes a moment for it to click on Eden's head that you're jealous. Not only that, but you’re over them. 
It’s a bit of a boost to their ego, honestly. Though, the irony of the situation isn’t lost on them. You’re jealous over them interacting with someone, but your disobedience is the only reason they’re in town to start with. 
Of course, they’ll use this to their advantage. You don’t like them talking to other people? It makes you feel insecure and jealous? Good. Follow their rules, then. Only stay in town for so as long as they allow and then come scurrying back to them. Then they won’t have to talk to anyone but you, and that’s what you both want, isn’t it?
Threatens to use it against you, to go into town more often, but, honestly? Eden hates the idea of being in town longer than necessary, of talking to anyone else. Try to call them on that bluff though? You might end up in the dog house, literally.  
Kylar
Kylar knows almost instantly that something is wrong.
The subtle shift in your body language, the small frown, the way you look at the other person.
Kylar was only talking to that other person for a second, telling them how you’re their partner. They didn’t mean to upset you!
While it gives them a little thrill when you snap at that person to back off, makes their heart flutter when you snarl how Kylar is yours, they don't want to upset you!
It makes them panicky, anxiety thrumming under their skin at the thought that you might think they don’t love you or that they might go after someone else.
Because they wouldn't do that! Ever! Don’t think that they would! Please!
They might get a little irrational, really. They don’t want you thinking that they don’t adore you or would ever leave you for anyone.
Also, why are you acting jealous? Don’t you know you’re perfect?
Robin
Robin’s always nice and polite when selling their drinks around town. Well, most of the time. It’s good for business, after all. Also, it’s just in their nature.
So, they don’t understand why you’re glaring at the person they just sold a cup to.
That person wasn’t rude or anything. Well, they don’t think they were rude. They didn’t do or say anything to you when Robin wasn’t looking, right? Is everything okay?
It takes Robin a moment to piece it together, but you’ll know when they do, a slight frown on their face as they question you. You’re jealous? What? Why? Because of that person they sold a drink to? Really? 
It is a little bit of a boost to their confidence that you’d get jealous over them talking to someone else, but, really, there’s no need. 
At lower confidence, they’ll try to joke it off. Might be a little self-deprecating. As long as they make you laugh, or, well, stop glaring at least. Though, if you’ve started standing closer to them as a way of expressing that jealousy, they want that to continue. They like your presence, being close to them, even if it makes them feel a little guilty to encourage your behavior. 
At high confidence, they take your face in their hands and tell you there's no reason for you to get jealous. High likelihood of Robin booping the tip of their nose against yours for emphasis.
Sydney
They don’t realize for a while, honestly. 
You’re sticking close to them as they do chores at the Temple, that’s all. Sydney doesn’t give a second thought to the other initiate they’d been chatting to right when you arrived. 
This could go on for ages before something clicks in Sydney's head and they realize that you're jealous. Even longer to realize that you're jealous because of who they were talking to.
And they don’t like it.
When pure, they might chide you for your actions. No, you can’t help how you feel, but you can control how you act on those emotions.
The more corrupt Sydney is, the more likely they are to tease you. Just a little. 
Regardless, they’ll make sure you know that you have no reason to get jealous. You’re their beloved. They’re bound to you, and you to them. Forever.
Whitney
Whitney knows what's happening. 
The moment they start talking to some random in the halls and you start pressing against their side, glaring at the poor bastard? Whitney lights up.
Oh, this is hilarious.
You’re jealous? Fuckin’ ridiculous.
Don’t you know that you’re just Whitney’s plaything? It doesn't matter if it hurts your poor slut feelings or whatever if Whitney talks to someone else. 
In fact, now that they know they can get this reaction out of you, they’re going to make you feel like this more often. Especially if it means you’re doing your best to keep Whitney’s interest by doing whatever they want, be that dropping to your knees or stipping in the halls. Less likely to intentionally make you jealous when at low dominance, though they still might try from time to time. 
Though, they do find it a little annoying. Whitney gets to do whatever the fuck they want in this ‘relationship.’ If you think otherwise, then they’ll have to remind you.
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salfisherslvr · 2 years
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[On the Countertop]
Larry Johnson x Fem!reader
A/N: i thought of this in the car while waiting for my friends mom to get out of the hair salon… now im writing this in the Walmart parking lot.
warnings: making out, cuss words, and mentions of vaping.
Summary: you’re over at your friends house and decide to get a drink to quench your thirst; but fuck her brother is hot.
(Modern Au, 2022)
Cold air drifted into the room from the cracked window, as you and your friend, Avery passed back a strawberry kiwi flavored vape.
She was practically asleep, watching her phone; scrolling through some tiktoks that made her way to her for you page. She chuckled softly, “Hey look at this” she shoved the phone in your face, making you widen your eyes and grab her wrist to push it back. The video showed a kid running and falling.
You laughed slightly, before turning your attention back to your own phone. You sighed slightly and got up from the bed. “I’m gonna go get something to drink i’ll be back.” You alerted your friend, who nodded as an acknowledgment. You stumbled out of the room, a nic buzz washing over you, a headache coming in.
You rushed down the steps, trying to get back up to the room asap. You looked in the fridge and grabbed a high c, “fuck” you whisper shouted when you dropped it. Bending down to pick it up you heard someone walking behind you. You quickly sat up, “Oh, hey Larry” you breathed as you saw him.
“Nice ass.” He ‘complimented’ your face flushed and you looked away, “thanks.” you two just looked at each other for a moment.
“Soo what’re you doing down here” you asked, hopefully breaking the awkward tension that filled the air. It didn’t. He merely shrugged and leaned on the island in the middle of the kitchen.
“you smell like strawberry kiwi” he stated matter of factly. “I bet i taste the same” you muttered under your breath taking a drink of your high c, hoping he didn’t hear the foul thing that had just came out of your mouth.
you were hoping you didn’t say that yourself- i mean who would say that? you’d barely spoking three sentences to him, and now you were practically hinting at him to kiss you.
who does that?
thoughts started to flood your head, “what if he’s grossed out?” “he literally just complimented your ass.” “thats NOT an invitation to say ‘kiss mee”
you had a crush on Larry for YEARS of course it was unrequited- i mean- he’s wayy out of your league.. like, way. plus he probably has a partner, girls and guys are constantly thirsting over him.. he definitely gets bitches.
you didnt have time to take back the statement because before long your cold lips were engulfed by a pair of warm, soft ones. you quickly realized it was Larry.
You tensed up in shock but shortly after you melted into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck as his strong hands felt their way around your body, getting to know it, an introduction if you will.
he lifted you up onto the marble countertop, wriggling his way between your legs like a worm. it was only once you two parted to take a breath did he speak, “you taste like high c and strawberry kiwi, i like it.” then just like that he continued.
this is wrong you thought to yourself, thoughts like these kept repeating in your head while you kissed him, all of those thoughts were completely washed away as he snakily put his arms through the bottom of your shirt, you gasped, allowing him to slip his pierced tongue into your mouth.
you each fought for dominance but, you decided to let him win as he fondled your breast you brought your left hand up to his hair, tangling your hand in his greasy hair, tugging at it slightly.
he groaned in your mouth, the vibrations sparked all throughout your body.
All. Throughout.
it felt as though things were about to get more heated, and they nearly did, but your session was cut short by a loud gasp.
your eyes snapped open, it was avery, larry scrambled away from you, leaning against the island once more as if nothing had happened, “heyy” you muttered.
No, i don’t know why i wrote this.
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hello, can you share your headcanons for LIs with insecure s/o please? from DoL
Now - I typically don't do school LIs, but since everyone's taking breaks right now I can feed some crumbs. You guys must miss them, huh?
Alex: Alex is gonna kiss your cheek first thing in the morning, as you both watch TV and drink your morning brews. If you've voiced your insecurities, they'll do this as a way of silently telling you "I love you and you're beautiful," without having to bring the topic up and risk you spiralling now it's in your mind.
If the insecurity is about skill, though? Alex is competitive. They don't lose easily, and never on purpose. But when you do beat them? They'll let you know how good you are. Because Alex is the best. That makes you the best squared.
Avery: Lets be real, unless you're fitting to their standards, Avery is going to be a tough person to be around. While at low anger they may not express anything out-right, the disapproving "Hm" they do when they see you do something they don't like is enough to let you know that they don't think you're good enough.
But they like that insecurity, because they can use it to manipulate you into being perfect. What may seem like a downside for others is a great boon to them. They'll use that and the money to keep you at their beck-and-call. Only once you meet the standards will they start complimenting you proper.
Black Wolf: What the fucks and insecurity and why do you even care about those things? You're a wolf, you should only care about helping the pack, having fun, and being free. And letting them take you when they need, because they're the alpha, but that goes without saying. No more petty human stuff. You're better than that.
Eden: Like Avery, uses it against you. But Eden love-bombs. They 100% want you to notice that they compliment you most when having sex, or when you do something for them. They want you to notice how bad it feels when you're left alone with your thoughts. You should crave them, crave to be at their cabin where they'll always return after a hunt and you can crawl into their lap for some much needed words of affirmation as you slip your hand down their pants.
It's how this works, right? You compliment them when doing stuff for them, too, like when you wash them in the bath. They do want more affirmations them self, but they know that they might not believe them if you do it too much.
Great Hawk: Also doesn't get it. Insecurities are only present in them when you refuse gifts, so they take it as meaning they did something to make you displeased. If so, then of course they should so everything ever to show their spouse how amazing they are!
Expect like, many gifts in the future. The tower will be overcrowded with gifts if you don't stop them and explain that it's a thing humans feel, and you just need to talk/cuddle/learn your thing better. They kinda get it after that, but still get confused.
Kylar: Feels like they did something wrong and likely cries about it when you voice an insecurity. They don't understand that they can't fix all of your problems and take it personally. Will try their best to cater to your needs after you voice them, but do beware that they're prone to go overboard and end up draining you.
Boundaries are an important thing in a relationship with Kylar. You have to be crystal damn clear when setting them, and reaffirm them when you need to. They will push it, because they think they know best.
Robin: Listens to your issues, and takes them to heart. They're just them, they're just Robin, and they them self have a lot of confidence issues, so they choose to share theirs's too, to help you feel better. See? You're not alone. They get insecure about Bailey calling them a waif, about not passing the next history exam, about not being able to protect you when you need it.
Their point is, it's normal. We all feel it sometimes, but you'll work on it together. At your pace.
Sydney: You're their pride and joy. Their saviour or corruptor. They can't be having this! But they don't have any relationship experience, so they go to the one who does - Sirris. Asks their parent all about how they helped their other parent through hard times, and once they get the gist of the situation (maybe they also asked Jordan, because Jordan's got some sound advice) then they'll come ask what you need.
Is a very supportive partner, and if it comes to academic stuff, they always offer to help you study while they work the library.
Whitney: Oh no. Oooohhhh no. They'll use it against you in the worst ways. They'll use it to insult you and make you feel lower than you ever have, just so you know how much power they have over you.
You're the slut, they're the master. But on occasion, when you're all alone and they think you aren't listening, they'll whisper a compliment about you to them self. That, and the fact that they punch people for insulting you because "Only they can say things about their slut," tell you that they do care. They're just shitty at showing it.
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drewsbabee · 2 years
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Love of my life - D.S
Hello! First, imagine on here and I'm excited to get back into writing! Hope you all enjoy it! And welcome to my little universe!
Song: Love of my life - Avery Lynch (bolded words = lyrics)
TW: slight (little to nothing) angst, FLUFF
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Love of my life
I wanna call you that, would that be alright?
I know I get ahead of myself sometimes
But darling, you might be
The love of my life
I knew I was going to fall in love with him the moment we first met. Drew Starkey was the epitome of storybook prince charming. He walked into that coffee shop and straight into my heart.
“Hey” 
I slightly jump causing my book to slip from my hands
“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you,” The blue eyed man chuckled 
I lightly giggle and shake my head “no, don’t worry,”
“I just wanted to let you know that you look beautiful today,”
My cheeks flush at the compliment as I smile at the boy “Thank you, I’m Y/N”
“Y/N,” I hear him whisper under his breath “Well, nice to meet you Y/N, I’m Drew,”
I tried to find
Someone just like you in the back of my mind
And look here you are, like you've been here the whole time
But darling, can I call you the love of my life?
“Drew?” I sob at the sight of him 
“Baby?” He asks concerned “Why are you crying sweetheart,”
“I’m sorry… I’m so fucking sorry,” 
“Are you okay?” He asks walking up to me and swiping the tears off my cheeks
“I know I have no right coming here after ignoring you for days… but I just got so scared,” I say lightly laughing through my sobs
“Hey now…” Drew says wrapping me in his arms “Take a deep breath for me sweetheart and let me know why,”
I inhale deeply and find comfort in his musky scent 
“You are single-handedly the most important person in my life. Whether you know it or not you have my absolute heart and soul Drew Starkey and that scares the shit out of me. In a couple months, you’ve made my life feel like a fairytale and I so badly want it to have a happy ending. But some part of me, just for a second, thought that maybe our ending wasn’t happy…that I’d be left here in bits struggling left and right to pick up the pieces…”
“So you though you’d save yourself the heartbreak,” Drew whispers softly into my ear
I nod and squeeze my eyes shut
“I want you to listen to me,” Drew saying pulling my chin up to face him “you are my person. You single handedly stole my heart and soul the minute I saw you at that coffee shop…”
My eyes water as he looks at me with so much adoration
“But what if-”
“I love you!” Drew blurts out 
My eyes widen 
“I know it’s only been 4 months and I know you’re scared but I fucking love you.” He breathes out “I love you so much.”
My eyes soften as I reach up and cup his face, wiping the stray tears trailing down 
“It’s okay to be scared sweetheart… I am too. But it’s what let’s me know you care about me as much as I care about you,”
I stare into this man's beautiful eyes and press my lips to his “I love you too.” 
And I know we're young
But that only means that we get more time for us
“Can you believe Drew is dating her?” Someone whispers from around me 
My body entire stiffens as I clutch my book tighter in my hands 
“She's like half his age! And she preaches about loving him, they’re too young. She’s with him for his fame and money,” 
I hear the girls giggle as tears pool in my eyes. 
Quickly gathering my stuff I stand up and rush out with the small sliver of pride I had left.
Not paying attention to where I was walking, I crash into a body
“Hey, hey hey,”
Immediately recognizing his raspy voice the tears start pouring out of my eyes
“Baby, what happened,” Drew says cupping my face in his hands and swiping the tears away 
Not being able to form any words I shake my head and bury myself in his chest
“I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what happened my love,” Drew says softly as he wraps his arms around me 
I take a deep breath gripping the back of his shirt tightly “Just being stupid…I’m fine,”
“Let me into that little head of yours pretty girl,” Drew whispers into my hair 
I look up at my concerned boyfriend “Do you think I’m only with you for your status? Or that I’m way too young for you?”
Drew looks at me confused “baby… why would you think that?”
“Just… heard some people talking,” I say softly 
Tucking a strand of hair behind my ear  “I know you and I know there is not a selfish bone in that pretty little body of yours.” 
Drew strokes my cheek with his thumb “I love you… I love everything about you. And I know you love me as Drew, not the Drew Starkey the world knows,”
More tears pool in my eyes “I’m sorry,” I whisper
“I don’t want to see any more tears and I don’t want you to apologize or worry about what people say about us because I fucking love you and that's all that matters”
“I love you with all my heart,” I say lightly smiling at him 
“You are my heart and soul Y/N, and nothing anyone says will take that away from me,”
So will you let me love you? 
Say all the things I want to 
Confess my heart a million times, until you're sick of hearing why I love to love you 
“Good morning,” I say softly 
“Mmm, good morning my love,” Drew rasps out throwing a lazy arm over my waist
I snuggle deeper into his embrace as he snuggles us deeper into the comfort of his bed 
“Don’t think I’ve ever been this content before,” I say pressing a kiss to his chest
“Better get used to it baby… cus you’re stuck with me” He says popping his eyes open “and I plan to make sure you’re happy for the rest of your life,”
Love of my life
Happened so quickly, but I don't think I mind
'Cause something about you made me so sure that I
That I know I found you
The love of my life
I press a kiss on Drew’s bicep as we intertwine our hands 
“You ready to meet the cast baby?” He asks squeezing my hand 
I smile up at my excited boyfriend “nervous but excited,”
“They’re going to love you as much as I do,” Drew says pressing a kiss onto the top of my head
“There’s the love birds!” Chase calls out from in front of us 
Smiling I walk up to the boy as he pulls me into a hug “Nice to finally meet you guys,” I say shyly turning towards the group 
----
“Drew why would you keep her from us!” Rudy whines 
Drew chuckles “I wanted her to myself for just a while longer,”
“She’s amazing Drew,” Maddie gushes 
Drew looks up to where I stood with Chase pouring the group some waters
“She really is huh?” He says grinning like a Cheshire cat
Walking back up to the group, Chase and I distribute the waters and I go to plop back down beside my grinning boyfriend.
“What’s got you all smiling,” I say staring into his gorgeous eyes
He smiles, shakes his head, and wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to his side “Nothing, Just love you that’s all,”
So can I be someone who 
Does all I can to show you 
That there is nothing in my life I'd rather do than be the one who get to love you (I get to love you)
“I love you,” Drew says wrapping his arms around me 
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing you say that,” I say whispering into his chest
“Good. Because I plan to say it for the rest of our lives,”
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june-again · 5 months
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!!!
hello!! i just noticed your name in my writing blog's followers (@/stellar-sky lol) and gasped a little because you were one of the first people i followed when i started this account.
so hi!! i've wanted to send an ask for a while now (i've been too nervous to T-T) because you have one of the most wonderful writing styles i've ever read; it just feels so comforting and lovely--i haven't stopped thinking about that one kaveh fic ever since i've read it.
anyways i hope you have a good day!! drink water, take care of yourself, etc <33
aweeeee hi avery!! this ask is so sweet to receive!!! i'm sorry for the late response but never be too intimidated to send one. i'm always happy to chat with the people in my phone.
that's such a big compliment i. i don't even know what to say. thank you for reading my works and saying so. i may pass away now/pos
i hope you're doing well. i followed you because i saw that you have writing and i wanted to have a look at it once i had time (which will be soooon i do hope) (uni is fucking me over but at least i'm staying hydrated, yes)
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ewoodxx · 8 months
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↳ i got that can’t stop, won’t stop in my veins
i. phenomenal - eminem // ii. headlines- drake // iii. heart of a champion- nelly // iv. remember the name - font minor // v. a cut above - avery watts // vi. mirror - lil wayne // vii. vices - ludacris // viii. right above it - lil wayne // ix. live forever - liam payne, cheat codes // x. take me back to london - ed sheeran, stormzy, aitch // xi. home -bebe rexha, mgk, and x ambassadors // xii.  wavin’ flag (coca-cola celebration mix) - k’naan // xiii. come on england -442 // xiv. you’re welcome- dwayne johnson // xv. hard - rihanna, jeezy // xvi. all i do is win - dj khalid xvii. fight back -NEFFEX [LISTEN]
           that’s why they can’t stop, won’t stop screaming the name↵
beware: my unnecessary commentary below xD
i. phenomenal - eminem however long that it takes, I'll go to whatever lengths, It's gonna make me a monster though
this song represents the lengths ethan is willing to go to turn his career around not to mention the fact he does actually think he's phenomenal. i'm also a giant sucker for some monster vs man parallels and him grappling with what makes a good man. and finally, this song is numero uno on his before match pump-up playlist.
ii. headlines- drake I might be too strung out on compliments, overdosed on confidence, started not to give a fuck and stopped fearing the consequence
this song represents ethan currently. he thought he was untouchable and was finally going to realize his dreams, but he let his temper and his fame get the better of him and now he must dodge the headlines and rehab his image in small town USA.
iii. heart of a champion- nelly I got that can't stop, won't stop, in my veins that's why they can't stop, won't stop, screaming the name
this one emphasizes the heart of a champion and the hard work it took for ethan to become a successful athlete. i also like the whole heart comparison because i like to think that ethan has a good heart beneath the muscles and 99% of the time he means well (even if his methods are unconventional). this is also on his personal locker room playlist.
iv. remember the name - font minor this is 10% luck, 20% skill, 15% concentrated power of will, 5% pleasure, 50% percent pain, and a 100% reason to remember the name
ethan was born into a soccer royalty (think beckham level). his surname is both a blessing and curse and ethan wants nothing more than for people to remember his name apart from his family and to prove himself worthy of it.
v. a cut above - avery watts what it looks like (looks like) being the best what it looks like, to be a cut above the rest
for no other reason than the fact that ethan really is that good on the pitch, like ronaldo level skills. but ofc being "a cut above the rest" isn't always enough and also does come with responsibilities off the pitch that he's still working on.
vi. mirror - lil wayne lookin' at me now I can see my past, damn I look just like my fuckin' dad
this one goes out daddy dearest, someone ethan always used to look up to until he practically disowned him for messing up at the world cup. they no longer talk, reminding ethan that he needs to take a long, hard look in the mirror and pave his own way.
vii. vices - ludacris from philly to the bay, the only loyal b*tch I know is a loyal b*tch named tanqueray she gets me right everytime it ain't never no fussing or fighting
obvi ethan has his vices. he likes to go out, party, drink, hook-up, but never commit. therefore his longest and most loyal relationship is with a pretty little bottle of tanqueray. whoops.
viii. right above it - lil wayne & drake life is a beach, i'm just playing in the sand
a nod to life before the world cup. he was living a lavish lifestyle with parties, money etc. and enjoying his success a little too much until it all came crashing down. i just imagine this being the song in the background to a partying montage lmao. ps it was so hard to just pick one line to highlight, and this is totally on his personal playlist too.
ix. live forever - liam payne, cheat codes reckless, restless I let it get so hectic all the way up with my head in the sky, too much, too gone, too many, too fun I don't know how but I got out alive
fun fact: ethan's first fc like ten years ago was liam payne, so this one is selfishly for me since i just had to throw him in here somewhere. BUT this is another nod to him losing sight of the bigger picture and getting too reckless. it also touches on everything changing when meeting someone special who can make you want to let go of your old ways which is something i truly want for ethan.
x. take me back to london - ed sheeran, stormzy, aitch I hit my friends up, go straight to the pub 'cause I haven't been home in time..so take me back to london
despite losing the world cup for england, ethan still loves everything about his being an englishmen and his home town. he just honestly just wants to go home, get back on the pitch, and grab a print with his buddies. he won't admit it, but he misses how things were before cape may.
xi. home -bebe rexha, mgk, and x ambassadors Now tell me, how did all my dreams turn to nightmares? How did I lose it when I was right there?
ethan felt like he was on top of the world and then it came crashing down. suddenly nothing makes sense anymore, and everything he's ever known isn’t quite right.
xii.  wavin’ flag (coca-cola celebration mix) - k’naan see the champions take the field now you define us, make us feel proud
S/O to the little kid that ethan lost sight of, the kid with big dreams of scoring in the world cup just to make his dad and country proud. i like to think this is a song that reminds ethan of watching his dad play in the world cup and knowing that one day he'd be out there, too.
 xiii. come on england -442 one-nil, two-nil, three-nil, four-nil, FIVE! keep this country's dream alive
a song/chant dedicated to all of ethan's hero's growing up, one's he's probably met and even played with at some point now. ngl he's probably been remixed into a song like this too so also a nod to that. plus, this one SCREAMS country pride.
xiv. you’re welcome- dwayne THE ROCK johnson i know it's a lot the hair, the bod when you're staring at a demi-god
I chose this song not only because ethan is full of himself like maui BUT because this grown ass man absolutely loves the movie moana and has no problem belting it at the top of lungs. I like to think it’s gotten to the point where it’s been remixed into one of his footy chants whenever he scores a goal.  Half the crowd : What can Wood say except…  The other half: You’re welcome! All together now: YOU’RE WELCOME! YOU’RE WELCOME! YOU’RE WELCOME! 
xv. hard - rihanna, jeezy They can say whatever, I'ma do whatever no pain is forever, yup, you know this
to me, this song has a message of strength and perseverance especially when it comes to gossip and the media which is something ethan struggles with. also, ethan's ultimate celeb crush is 100% rihanna. like he had a poster of her on his wall growing up and everything.
xvi. all i do is win - dj khalid all I do is win win win no matter what, got money on my mind I can never get enough
this song is dedicated to ethan's brothers. at one point before they stopped being so close, they deemed this their song. they had this silly little dream of being on same team together and just dominating the competition, but ofc life happens and this dream was never realized but the song still makes ethan think of his bros.
xvii. fight back -NEFFEX don't tell me you believe that, are you just gonna take that? or will you fucking fight back?
this is the song i imagine plays in the background whenever ethan gives into his temper, doubts himself (yes, it does happen on the rare occasion lol), fights, and gets real angry. it's also not lost on me that this is the last song on the playlist and "phenomenal" is the the first song because i just adore the juxtaposition of the two songs. his confidence vs that little voice in his head that tells him that maybe, just maybe (if you squint and tilt your head the side) he's not good enough.
k im done. god bless if you read all that <3 if anything this makes for a pretty fab workout/ pump-up playlist imo.
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feel free to do any or none but 4, 6, 18 for the ot[5] asks?
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4. After a bad day, what would each member of your otp do to cheer the other up?
While I feel like this is highly situational, I'll try not to take it too seriously.
Claude sets up a stress free environment, if there's a task he can accomplish to make his partner's space more comfortable after a bad day, he's eager to please. Cooking, cleaning, conversation, silence, touch. He's trying.
Lorenz reminds his partners of their virtues and victories. He has seen how planning helps Claude and compliments help Hilda, and knows how hearing of the goodness of people in his poems and stories help himself; and so his cheer comes from words of comfort, whether that's deconstructing a problem or expressing his adoration.
Hilda forbids her partners from thinking about their sources of stress and pampers: a bath, a massage, etc. If the bad day is a result of work or more transient stress, it might be playful and bubbly, but if the bad day is a result of grief or more grievous, it might be quiet and soothing.
Avery cooks or otherwise procures food that his partners can eat a lot of, so not necessarily their favourite foods, but a rich dish that's easy to indulge in and hard to object to. He believes stress is more manageable on a full stomach.
Fae secures seclusion for their partners, whether that includes their own company or not. If their company is welcome, then the seclusion could be used to cry, to nap, to talk, to fuck, etc. They strive to offer their partners an escape from often ever-present expectations.
6. If your otp went on a holiday, what would they pack? What would they definitely forget? How would one react to the other forgetting that thing?
A friend was very excited for me that Fae, Lorenz, Hilda and Claude were all "beach people" because of FEH alts, so I'll say that they definitely pack swimming attire.
Claude can't be separated from at least four books at any given time. Hilda has a bag of crafting tools: needles and pliers and beads and wire. Lorenz is the one to pack emergency supplies: a first aid kit, maps, materials to build a fire, breath mints, hair ties, etc. Avery brings his life in a bag the size of his forearm, including cleaning supplies for his piercings and in addition to a list of events they could partake in near their destination. Fae packs loose clothing, whether dresses or hooded sweaters, cozy outfits that their profession or station might not otherwise allow.
Depending on how long they're on holiday and their destination, I'll say that they'd forget raincoats. In a modern setting, Avery finds somewhere that sells those plastic ponchos and Lorenz purchases extras to add to his half-embarrassing bag of emergency things. In a less-modern setting, Fae finds them shelter from the storm. In either case, Hilda insists on investing in more stylish coats sometime after they've dried.
18. What are the small gestures with which your otp says ‘I love you’? Are those daily rituals? Is the other aware of the intention behind those gestures?
Lorenz writes little notes. Fae shares fresh flowers. Claude reaches out to hold a hand. Hilda wears an accessory to match at least one partner. Avery offers the last bite of whatever he's eating (omg, Lorenz would hate this initially sdfgsdfgsdf).
I tried to pick gestures that were small enough that they could be daily. I think that it might take some time for them all to recognize the intention behind the gestures but that they ultimately would.
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BAILEY AS A FATHER
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I promise I'm working on my asshole ensemble stuff but I was bogged down with Dad!Bailey brainrot so...
Here's sfw, trying his best, Bailey as a Father. Mentions of just... Trying hard, a tad of slut shaming, MORGAN MENTION MORGAN DESERVES THEIR OWN WARNING BUT MORGAN IS MENTIONED, Bailey does fully think about shooting Avery. A slightly turbulent relationship but hey, its Bailey. Worries about Leighton. Mentions of abortion and cuz its Bailey, its quite crude.
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One hook up. Enough to ruin his goddamn life. How did he know the bitch refused to get rid of the crotch goblin? For fuck's sake, he was just out of school and she was just a few years older, he would shell out for the clinic visit! Should have broken into her house with a hanger.
Worst of all, after trotting around town, pregnant belly barely covered by her top, she gives birth to you. Bailey refuses to visit. It takes him one night after months to feel a new feeling prickling at the back of his neck. He's an orphan and you only have your stupid fucking mother. Swears and yanks his clothes on, makings sure to stomp down the stairs so the crotchety old caretaker wakes up. Deserves it.
Barely even sees you. Walks past her house on Domus street and sees you with your older sibling, Char-something. Spots a lick of hair peeking out of the blanket you're swaddled in and he bolts. Done. He did more than his parents did already.
A few years pass. You should be about 4, but he's not fucking keeping track... 4 and a half.
Your mother happily drags you and her other kid around, delighted in taking you to the shopping center and clothing you. Word gets back to him that she loves to compliment your sweet personality, especially compared to your father. Who cares. He slowly saves up, from mugging Randoms, to swiping other orphan's underwear to sell to perverts. When he's really hurting for money, he goes to Quinn and helps them threaten their opposition when they make their way up in government. Leighton is also a pretty cash cow, from yanking their wallet out of their pocket and delivering a gut punch to selling them the aforementioned orphan underwear... And delivering a gut punch.
He just needs enough for a car. Then he can live out of that until he has a house. Preferably on Danube. Bailey smiles at the thought, already hearing Avery's teeth grinding together when he sees him.
Then his life is ruined again. Everyone knows so. Your sibling dies but not before Morgan's dirty laundry is aired out. To the public. If the news had been breached in just the perverted circle of the town, that would have just been extra fap material, but no. The few remaining morally upright citizens are scandalized and your mother disappears. Leaving you. Morgan was always vocal on who your father was.
You didn't ruin all of his life. Well, the caretaker got on his ass, screaming about throwing him and the wailing toddler out, that he better pay rent now, he's 18! He shoves you at one of the fellow orphans and work double shifts. Day dreams about taking your wriggling little body and dumping it at the docks. Comes home and can't really bring himself to follow it out.
No, you helped start his life. Roughly around age 6. After all, if he didn't come home, worn out and angry, to find the caretaker in his room, shushing you as you whimpered, his hand slowly tugging his belt off, he'd never have inherited the orphanage. The other orphans stay quiet as Bailey orders the spring to be filled in and he moves into his caretaker's old room. Has to take a moment to decide on what to do with you. He could pretend he was just an older orphan who shared his room with you while you were young and ignore you. He would have done that, if you had been dumped on him at the age you are.
But in his cramped little bed, he had to hold your sleeping body close so you didn't fall off. Your tiny puffs of air hit his collarbone, so quiet he held his breath sometimes to hear if you were still breathing. Bailey never questioned himself if he was hoping or dreading the silence that would come if you weren't. He struggled to settle on leaving you. Which was stupid, he argued to himself. He wouldn't be gone from your life, he was the caretaker. But something in his stomach clenched when he thought about going into your room and you wouldn't give him a chipped tooth little smile.
So the two of you continue to share a room, right up until you're 10. Whine for your own room, scuffing your boots against the floor of his office. Bailey puts you in his old room and you grin at your father. He isn't a... Physically intimate person, so the two of you share smiles and shoulder pats as your way of showing love.
Hates it when you get sick or injured. The other orphans could get their teeth knocked out, and he'd shrug, and he did raise you as a tough little kid, but he hates the wobble of your lip when holding a bloodied knee. Not just because he hates the sound of kids' crying.
You can tell others that your father is overbearing and they wouldn't really believe you, with all the plasters over your elbows and nose, scuffed clothes and hair cut kinda skew, but you know the truth. The moment your temperature rises, he's hauling you off to the doctor. One such fever really ruins it all, when the doctor idly asks you if you're liking school and you look blank. Fuck. He says he forgot secondary school was mandatory for kids at 11, but he's lying.
Heads into Leighton's office and before any pleasantries, grabs him by the collar and drags him over the desk. Nose-to-nose, informs him that if his kid can't be threatened or shamed into silence. He will know everything. Leighton blinks at him and quietly informs him that school started months ago and it's nearly Winter break. Bailey spits in his face and tells him to expect his kid on Monday.
Forgets school fucking sucks. Late nights at the table in his office, wondering when the fuck did they change maths? Maths is maths, why the shit did they change Maths?
Does forget to pick you up. Forgets to give you bus fare. Doesn't check homework. You pick fights and he just kinda wants to know if you won them. But every time you come home after detention, Bailey grills you on what you did. Lines, sorting lost and found, helping the librarian sort through returned and damages books and he exhales slowly.
He's not a good dad by any stretch. You have to yank at his arm and demand new clothes, your sleeve cuffs are basically halfway up your forearm by now. Doesn't check if you're eating or not. If you bug him too much, he gives you a look that tells you that you have 10 seconds before he grounds you for the rest of the year. He's not a dad you can talk to about your emotions or the changes to your body.
But when you're sleeping, Bailey does slip in, just to listen for your breathing for a few moments. One time fully just... Punched your schoolmate for mocking you. Lets you take dance lessons and lets you take the bus to the arcade on Sundays. Doesn't even raise an eyebrow when Robin takes a liking to you despite your father being the source of their nightmares. If you want to go to the Temple, you're welcome to, but unless its on your head, don't let anyone touch you. Has business at the Brothel and you have a fever one weekend so grudgingly invites Briar to the orphanage. Holds a meeting while you're fully passed out on the sofa in the corner. Briar calls you cute and Bailey pulls out a knife. Briar reassures that they meant cute as in a cute kid. Bailey returns the knife.
There are earth shaking fights and arguments. Giving each other the silent treatment. Days when you're badly hurt and Bailey feels powerless. Weekends when you're bored and throwing paper airplanes at his head and he chases you around his desk. Your relationship was always bound to be turbulent when you hit puberty but when you turn 18, an age you expected more freedom, Bailey is reluctant.
Threatens every sweetheart you ever had. If Robin shyly gives you a flower, Bailey pulls them aside and warns them if he finds out that they've snuck into your room after hours, he will torture them. Not pleased at all with Kylar, reminds him of Morgan and tells Kylar to treasure his ankles while he can. Whitney? Horrifically, likes them just a bit. Not the calling you a slut bit, but for beating the shit out of others when it comes to you. Still, grips Whitney by the hair and tells them that if you ever came to him crying for something they said or did, he will vanish them. He knows people he can and will sell Whitney to. Does look down on Alex until it turns out that he's in an all out war with Remy, and does respect their hustle a bit more. Thinks Sydney is a fucking nerd. Doesn't take them seriously until you've gotten your claws into them a bit more and likes them just a bit more.
When Avery takes an interest, Bailey digs through his contacts and criminal connections, and buys a gun. Y'know, just in case he ever saw that car idling outside.
Does flatly tell you that you need to pay rent at 18, but while Robin runs around for his £2000 a week, Bailey sets you up at the cafe and just wants £250 for room and board, and if you fall short, you have to do an orphanage worth of chores. Can never... Really sell off Robin like he was going to when you're very close to them.
You're the only one who doesn't look at him like a monster, and corny or not, he does love you for it.
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atlafan · 2 years
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The Boy in the Dress
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a/n: alright it’s been a minute since I posted a fic on here, but here we are! Just something short and sweet for Halloween...even though Halloween is over, but oh well! This Dorothy costume has consumed all my thoughts. PLEASE REBLOG AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OR I’LL DELETE IT! If you like what you’ve read, consider joining more of the fun on patreon.
Warnings: smut
Words: 2.6K (not proofread) 
Pairing: Harry x OC
Normally, a guys dressed as a woman for Halloween would be a joke. Guys like to dress up as women to make fun of them, at least, that’s the experience Avery’s always had. Frat guys dress up like Britney Spears, sorority sisters, or basically any woman. But when Avery saw a guy legitimately dressed as Dorothy, no joke attached, she couldn’t help but feel intrigued.
She herself is dressed up as a Pop Tart. She and her friends all got extra large tee shirts and designed them to look like different flavors of Pop Tarts. She’s the cinnamon frosted flavor – a classic. She’s wearing a pair of spandex shorts underneath, and paired with some converse. Comfort is key with Avery. She’s on the Women’s Volleyball Team at her university, so this was an easy team costume to put together.
Avery looks around for anyone on theme with the boy in the Dorothy costume, but she doesn’t see anyone around him in something remotely related to The Wizard of Oz. Normally, she wouldn’t be so bold, but the boy is sort of being a wallflower. He has a red solo cup in his head that he’s occasionally taking a sip from. He’s also holding a small basket with a little stuffed dog. He’s wearing the fuck out of his dress, and he’s even got a bow in his hair. He just looks cute, and Avery need to know more about him. As she gets closer, she sees his left arm is littered with tattoos, and he even has a couple on his collar bones. Who the fuck is this guy? And please…let him be into girls. Let him be into girls like Avery.
“Hi, I hope this isn’t weird, but I had to come over and tell you how pretty your dress is.” Avery says with the most amount of courage she’s ever needed to muster. The boy nearly chokes on his drink, his eyebrows shooting up from her compliment.
“Oh! Uh, thanks.” If his cheeks weren’t already so rosy from his makeup, the burn in his cheeks would certainly be noticeable. “I made it myself.”
“Get out!”
“No, really, I…I’m an art and design major. I designed this for a class and decided to actually make it. The Wizard of Oz is one of my favorite movies.”
“It’s beautiful, honestly.” Avery’s eyes scan the entire ensemble. His shoes look like normal red heels, only they’ve been made into boots that zip up around his calves. He’s sporting red stockings and white bloomers under the dress, a nice touch. His nails are painted red to match the shoes, and he even seems to be wearing false lashes. “You look beautiful.”
“Thank you.” He smiles softly. “I was sort of nervous to come out like this.”
“Why?”
“I’m on the swim team, and I was nervous some of the guys would make fun of me, but I got over it. It’s Halloween, I just wanted to come out and have a good night.”
“And…are you? Having a good night?”
“Yeah.” He smirks down at her, biting the lip of his cup. “I’ve sort of just been surveying the seen. My buddy’s dancing with some girl.” He looks Avery up and down. “Are you on the volleyball team?”
“Mhm, how’d you guess?”
“You all are dressed like Pop Tarts, it’s cute. It’s original, I don’t think I’ve seen something like that before.”
“We were going to be Sims, but we found out the women’s soccer team was doing that, so we scrapped it. So, do you want to be a fashion designer?”
“Something like that…I haven’t quite decided yet. What about you? What’s your major?”
“I’m pre-med, I want to be a pediatrician.”
“That’s so cool!” His eyes light up. “I’m Harry.”
“Avery.”
“That’s a pretty name.” He smiles.
“Did you do your makeup yourself? It looks good.”
“I did! I watched a few tutorials. The lashes were the most difficult, but all in all I’m happy with it.”
“Did you make sure to take a ton of pictures before going out?” She steps a little closer to him.
“Yeah, why?”
“It could get a little messed up as the night goes on.” Her fingers brush up is his left forearm.
“I used a pretty decent setting spray. So, unless you plan on personally messing it up, it should stay intact.”
“And what if I did want to mess it up?” She’s inches away from him. He’s got a solid foot on her, and normally she’d be intimidated by someone so much larger, but she’s feeling confident. She wants this guy between her legs in any capacity. “I’d love to see those pretty eyes looking up at me…but if you’re not into it, please tell me to back off.”
“No, I…” He swallows. “You actually want to hook up with me?”
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I? There aren’t any other guys here I’d like to take home. You really caught my eye, Harry.”
“You’re not put off that I’m in a dress?”
“Put off?” She scoffs, and places her hands on his shoulders. “I think you look sexy.” Her hands move, and slide up to tug at the hair at the back of his neck. “Fuck, I really want to kiss you right now.”
“Go ahead.” He places his hands on her hips and tugs her closer to him so they’re pressed against one another.
She goes up on her tiptoes just a bit so her lips can reach his. He tastes like hard cider, which just makes her kiss him harder. His arms wrap around her lower back, so she’s able to put more of her weight against his chest. His back is pressed up against the wall, and he gets into a slight wall sit position to kiss her easier. He opens his mouth for her and she licks inside. She nips at his bottom lip, running her tongue along it after. He’s wearing lipstick, she can feel it rubbing against her own lips.
They spend a decent chunk of time kissing. She sucks bruises into his neck while he groped at her hips and ass. The party is loud around them. There’s music blaring, people shouting, and everything in between. Avery didn’t see her night going this way at all. She didn’t think there would be any prospects at this party. She just found Harry’s confidence to be so sexy. At the end of the day, it’s just a dress and heels, but it takes guts for someone to step outside the confinements of society to do something so freeing.
“You, uh, you said you wanted to take me home earlier…does that offer still stand?” He asks her, puffing for air.
“God, yes.” She nods. “I live about a five minute walk away.”
“Perfect.” He grins. “Lead the way.”
The walk feels like an eternity. Avery just wants to get Harry into her bed. She isn’t sure if she wants him to leave the dress on, or have him take it off. There are so many possibilities. When they do finally reach her apartment, and make it inside, she quickly gets him into her room and locks the door. She presses him up against it and attaches her lips to his.
“You still wanna do this?” She asks between kissing his lips to his jaw to his neck.
“Yes.” He nods, biting his bottom lip as she sucks another bruise into his neck. Avery pulls him to her bed. She takes her leggings and underwear off (along with her shoes and socks) and sits on the edge of the bed. She leans back on her elbows and opens her legs for him. Harry takes the hint and gets on his knees in front of her. “Do you think I could have a pillow?” He asks her as his hand run up her bare thighs.
Avery grabs one of her throw pillows for him, and he tucks it under his knees. He kisses from her right knee all the way to her inner thigh. He looks up at her before doing anything else. She gives him an encouraging nod, and he moves her thighs over his shoulders. He licks up over her slit a few times, just trying to get a taste of her. He swirls the tip of his tongue around her clit and gives it a little suck before licking inside of her. She groans and reaches for the back of his head to push him closer. She doesn’t want to mess up the bow on the top of his head, so she sticks with pulling at the curls on the nape of his neck. He looks up at her through his lashes, and she looks down at him. Her mouth falls open from the lustful sight.
“Oh my god, you’re so good at this.” Avery whimpers. “You look so pretty licking my pussy.”
Harry moans into her, and uses his thumb to continue rubbing at her clit. His tongue feels so good as it fucks in and out of her. Her thighs squeeze around his head as she starts to squirm. He licks and sucks on her cunt until she’s coming around his tongue. Harry moves up off his knees to hover over Avery on the bed. He slots his mouth over hers, and holds her wrists down on either side of her head. She rolls her hips up towards his and groans when she feels his hard cock press against her. They shift so he’s standing up straight, and she’s up on her knees on the bed. He holds the skirt of his dress up so she can tug his bloomers and tights down his legs. His cock springs out and slaps against his lower belly. She grips his length and gives his tip a kiss.
“Please.” His head rolls back as her tongue glides over his slit.
“What do you need?” She asks him, pressing wet kisses up and down his shaft.
“Your mouth, please, suck on it.”
She wraps her lips around his tip and starts licking and sucking like he’s the world’s best tasting lollipop. His taste is heady and salty, like most guys, but he smells like cinnamon and vanilla. He’s trim and clean, which makes Avery take him further into her mouth. She tucks his head into the back of her cheek and bobs her head up and down. Harry keeps his dress out of the way with one hand while the other grips her shoulder, bunching the material of her shirt.
“You taste so fucking good.” She mumbles around him before popping off altogether. “Do you wanna fuck me?”
“Yes.”
She helps him wriggle out of his boots, bloomers and tights, but the dress stays on. Avery leaves her Pop Tart shirt on as well. She doesn’t love being overly exposed, and with how needy she is for Harry’s cock, she’s honestly not even thinking about getting the rest of her clothes off. She reaches into her bedside table for a condom, and rips it open. She slides it on over his length and has him lay flat on the bed. She straddles him, and lines his tip up with her entrance, sinking down slowly onto him.
“Oh my fucking god.” She moans softly.
Harry sits up a bit, placing a hand behind himself to prop his weight onto, and uses the other to grip her hip. Avery bounces up and down on Harry’s cock as he thrusts up into her. She pants and moans, not really caring how loud she’s being. All she cares about is how good Harry’s cock feels inside of her, and how pretty he looks fucking her with that dress on.
“Can, fuck, can we switch positions?” He asks her.
“How do you want me?”
“From behind.”
“But then I won’t be able to see you, and you look so pretty.” She pouts down at him.
“Fucking hell, do you have a mirror in here?”
“Yeah on the back of the door!” She gets off of him and gets into position on all fours for him. He gets behind her and slides back inside. She collapses down to her forearms once he gets a rhythm going. “Oh! Oh my god!” She looks at him through the mirror. His head is thrown back, his hands are squeezing at her ass and hips, and he’s making the best sounds she’s ever heard someone make. “You’re so hot, Harry, fuck, look at yourself.” He opens his eyes and looks at them in the mirror.
“Shit, look at you.” He groans, his nails digging into the meat of her ass. One of his hands slides around her front so he can rub at her clit. “Think you can come again?”
“Definitely.” She arches her back more for him. His tip is beating into her g-spot, a feeling she hasn’t really had before. She feels like she’s gonna go cross-eyes. “Don’t stop, please.” She whimpers. “Harder, go harder, Harry.”
He grunts and groans as he pounds into her. She tightens around him, coming again. She gushes around him as he continues to rub her clit. She cries out and desperately tries to catch her breath as he spills into the condom. He carefully pulls out of her and collapses back on the bed.
“I just need a minute.” He breathes. “Then I’ll get out of your hair.”
“You can stay if you want to.” She tells him, laying back next to him.
“That’s so nice of you to offer.” He turns his head to look at her. “But I don’t want to walk back like this tomorrow morning. I need to get this makeup off too.” He wipes under his eyes.
“Understandable.” She chuckles. “Can I at least help you with the makeup? I have wipes.”
“That’d be great.”
She helps him take off the condom and disposes of it before getting her makeup remover wipes. She turns her main light on, and moves to straddle his lower stomach.
“It’s always best to start with the eyes.” She tells him as she carefully dabs at his false lashes. “You look really sexy with your makeup all smudged.” She smirks, and so does he.
“I bet. I’ll have to wear it for you again somet-ow!” He yelps and opens his eyes.
“Sorry, I thought I loosened the glue enough.” She tosses the false lash aside. “I’ll be gentler with the other one.” And she is, much gentler. Harry sighs contently as she uses a new wipe to do the rest of his face. “There we go, all clean. You’ll want to still wash your face with your usual cleanser to get anything I may have missed, though.” She gets off him and watches as he gets the rest of his clothes back on.
“Yeah, thanks for the tip.” He gives her a soft smile and fiddles with his phone. “Would you…uh…” He rubs the back of his neck. “Was this a one-time thing, or…would you maybe want to grab coffee sometime?”
“You wanna see me again…for coffee?” She cocks her head to the side.
“On top of the great sex we just had, you were genuinely nice to me tonight. I know more and more guys are wearing dresses nowadays, but you made me feel sort of special and beautiful.” He admits. “Not a lot of people would have done that. So…I think…I think I’d like to get to know you better.”
“You’re, like, the sweetest person I’ve ever met.” She stands up and wraps her arms around his neck, pecking his lips. “I’d love to go out for coffee sometime.”
The two exchange numbers before Harry heads out. He texts Avery once he’s settled into bed. The two stay up for a bit messaging one another. They figure out a day and time during the week to meet up for coffee, and they both fall asleep with butterflies in their tummies.
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Taking characters to a Relaxed Art Show (aka: the only art shows I've gone to were university art shows and were like this)
Alex doesn't like it. There's too many people, too much noise. There's music playing in one of the galleries so loud that it makes it feel like the ground is moving under their feet. Drinks a few too many of the free drinks. Gets insecure if you ask their opinion on the art. If your art is on display, they get a little too loud while praising you, a mixture of alcohol and pride making it hard for them to control their volume. Your art contains your nude form in some way? Alex is staring, faint blush dusting their cheeks either from alcohol or arousal, you can't be sure which. At higher dominance, they pull you into a dark corner for a quick, handsy make-out session. At lower dominance, they wait until they're back on the farm.
Avery is only going if your artwork is on display and you have to promise them something in return. Fairly civil. Will critique the artwork. Tells you they could take you to "real" art shows if you were interested. Your art contains your nude image? Avery gets a smug little grin on their face. Has an arm around you, keeping you close, for the rest of the night. They like showing you off, and nude artwork is an easy way for Avery to show your body off in a tasteful way. Might buy your work without telling you and display it in their office.
And Bailey should go to an art show with you why? You might be able to bribe Bailey into going with you, but the price is absurd. Grumbles the whole time. Will not engage with you, you probably end up following after them. Has more than their fair share of the free food. Your art is on display? What, are you selling it? That's the only interest Bailey has in your art. Your art has your nude in it? Not exactly what they meant when they said to make money with your body, but good enough, they guess. Might stare a little longer than strictly necessary.
You have to beg Eden. They don't like town and they don't like crowds and what are you asking them to do? Go into town to attend an event that's bound to have crowds. Stands off to the side, incredibly uncomfortable the whole time. Doesn't talk to anyone, never lets you out of their sight. They do not approve of your nude body being in your art, that's for Eden's eyes only. Won't cause a fuss at high love but at low love they expect you to make it up to them. Drags you out before the event is even over. Will carry you if they have to. Fucks you halfway back to the cabin.
People think Great Hawk is part of the event. Likes all the compliments they get, puffs up from all the praise. Don't let them eat any of the free food, it will upset their tummy. You have art on display? Pretty! It's your body? Pretty!!!!
Kylar's clinging to your arm the whole time. If you have art on display, they're gushing over it and vehemently arguing with anyone who even vaguely negatively critiques it. It has your naked body in it? ++ Jealousy. Will rip it off the wall/cover it up if their jealousy is high enough. Might have some of their own work displayed, but they hate it. It's not of you, not wanting to share it that, so it's something else completely.
Leighton is already at the show if it has students' artwork in it. What kind of headteacher would they be if they didn't support their pupil's artistic endeavors? Do not accept any drinks from Leighton unless you're okay with them drugging you and guiding you out, into their car. If you have art on display, they give it a once-over, tell you they like your handiwork with a smirk. Leers if it has your nude incorporated in it somehow. Might try to wrap their arm around your waist, rest their hand on your ass if it's dark enough. Tries to guide you somewhere private but will stop if you make a fuss, they don't want to draw any attention to themself.
Your art depicts Remy's farm or riding school. Either way, you send the farmer an invite. Remy's likely to keep their distance. Might drop a hand on your shoulder and tell you you're welcome back on the farm, if you're a runaway. If there's a nude figure that resembles you in the art, Remy might look a little too long, sizing up your assets and assessing your potential as cattle.
Or, someone made art depicting Remy's prized cattle. They feel obligated to go, and, being the subject of said art, to bring you with them. Keeps you close to them all evening, even if you're the most obedient of beasts. They don't want anyone trying something funny with you. Walks around with you, showing you different pieces. Might tell you their opinion on the art they show you, might not. Doesn't really expect you to have any thoughts on the art. They just want to show you off a little, is all.
Doesn’t matter if either of you has art on display, Robin is ready and willing to go to an art show with you. Stops you from getting more than "your share" of the free food at high confidence. Stays close to you. Can be goaded into a rather handsy make-out session in a dark corner at high lust. You have artwork on display? Robin wants to see it. You cannot stop them, they will see your piece. It has your nude? Looks away at lower confidence. Keeps looking at higher confidence and gives your hand a light squeeze.
Sydney doesn't really have time to go to an art show, but they'll try, for you. Likes the religious art. When pure, they point out the significance of the imagery. When corrupt, they pick it apart. Wants to see your artwork, if it's on display. Has your nude as a part of it? Takes them a moment to realize what they're looking at. The higher their purity, the quicker they look away, blushing. The more corrupt, the more likely they are to pull you aside and ask if they can get better acquainted with your model.
You want Whitney to go to an art show? Get on your knees and beg, then. Of course, that doesn't mean they'll say yes. Probably ends up walking past the event, realizes there's free food in there, and ducks in. Actually has a lot of fun. Free food! Free drinks! There's music blasting in one of the galleries and it's dark enough that no one yells at them to take their hand out of your pants! You have art on display? Whitney doesn't fucking care. But...point it out to them, yeah? They wanna make fun of your art. Oh, your nude body is in it? Good. Slut like you is using their body just like they should.
You don't even tell Wren about it, too busy to hike out to the moors. And yet, there's the smuggler, grinning at you from the other side of the galley. Quick to throw an arm over your shoulder and claim you as their date. Shoves their plate of free food into your hands and starts telling you what to try. You have work on display? Show them! "Oos" and "Ahs" over your work, regardless of what it is. Has your nude in it? Wren gives you a sharp grin and asks if you need help with your next piece.
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Oooo, can you imagine multiple alphas are after an omega PC? It's going to be chaos. They probably be waiting for when PC's heat struck to claim them. But, who will get PC first? Are they beyond kidnapping PC to make sure PC is theirs? *whisper* can u include all the alpha LIs?
Ooo boy this is just the game on hard mode 100% allure.
Decided not to include Black Wolf and Great Hawk - just couldn't think of how they would be different than usual.
NSFW below (tw for kidnapping, noncon)
Alex
The moment you arrive on that farm Alex wants you claimed.
That sweet omega scent calls out to them and they know they have to give you the job.
Still acts kind, still tries to butter you up so you'll like them more.
Uses helping you with more strenuous work as an excuse to rub the scent over you.
But if you come to work one day smelling like another alpha? Alex isn't going to be happy.
Might start a wresting match, just some 'innocent' rough play, so they can rub themselves all over you again.
Offers to let you stay at the cottage from that point on. You're turning a profit now! No need to worry about school or work or whatever it is in that town that keeps you going back!
If you accept then all is well. Alex can move you in and start claiming you fully.
If not, you might have to watch your drinks. Alex has plenty of drugs that can kick you into your heat, have you begging to be taken one way or another.
You'll be their woman/man eventually. Patience pays off, that's one thing Alex has learned with being a farmer. The more love and care you put into a new crop or animal, the better the results. Mating you won't be any different.
Wants to spend heats with you. Wants to breed you, work on the farm while you rest, then come back inside the nest and breed you more.
Very warm, comforting scent. Reminds you of summer afternoons, with a picnic.
Avery
You have to be marked by them if you're in an arrangement.
Initially takes you on because they're sick of being asked when they're getting mated, when they're settling down and having kids, aren't you sick of working so hard?
You're the perfect little distraction. With you around, their peers stop being so invasive.
You have to behave in a certain manner though, you have to behave as Avery's true omega. Its what they pay you for.
So who is this alpha you're walking home with? All bright eyes and laughter?
Avery drags you into their car, sight going red when that alpha hugs you. People are watching, they don't care, not in this moment.
Locks the doors and drives into an alleyway, not listening to your distressed cries.
Pins you down in the backseat and marks you while they fuck you silly. What kind of a slut are you that you just let alphas touch you so casually?
No amount of apologies are going to stop them taking you. What about Avery's reputation, you ungrateful whore? Have you forgotten your place?
If Avery needs to take you home and chain you up to be a house-spouse they will. Its very unlikely, they're more obliged to cut you off and blacklist you, but its possible.
Okay with you spending heats alone, due to their busy schedule.
Scent is complimented by expensive aftershaves/perfumes in a way that let's everyone know exactly what Avery's social standing is. It commands respect.
Eden
You're not getting off the leash. It's far too risky, you'll just have to follow Eden around forever now.
Knows when you've been touching others, spanks you for it and then ruins you till you forget anyone else exists.
Doesn't matter who it is or what context.
Has proven they're perfectly okay with hunting you down wherever you run off to and dragging you back.
People are terrified of Eden, no matter how much you struggle to get away from their grip, the most you'll get is someone yelling out to leave you alone.
Pretty much only death is going to stop Eden claiming you.
Very okay with hurting any rivals. If Eden comes into town to find you with a schoolmate, Avery, or if they treck out into the farmlands and find you with Alex, Eden could get trigger happy.
Drags you back home after, noone gets to see you vulnerable apart from Eden.
No more school. No more worrying about your orphan friend, no more money or debt. Just stay at home. Where you belong.
Never ever let's your bites fade. They're always red raw and fresh. Eden will take time to rub salve into the wound to calm it, but they'll never relent when it comes to marking. Even if it's just you two out here.
No walks by yourself in the woods. Those wolves find you too tasty, what if they take you away?
Natural and overpowering scent. A little sweaty by midday, but after a bath it's very earthy and fresh. Has plenty of blockers on hand to use when hunting. You're not allowed them.
Kylar
The school trio is where shit gets messy as all hell- because they're the ones most likely to run into each other vying for your attention.
Kylar will protect you from afar, with their blow darts.
Constantly appearing out of nowhere and dragging you away from Robin or Whitney. Even if you just walk past one of the others in the hallways at school Kylar knows and will cling to you so desperately.
That line in the park where they tell you they know if you've been thinking of others? Yeah well it has more weight to it now than ever.
Gives you their clothes to wear, if they'll fit. If not, then they take every chance to break into your room and put their scent everywhere - especially your pillow so it can cover you in your sleep. Maybe you'll dream of them, like they dream of you.
More likely to pull knives when you're close to your heat, also more likely to come at Whitney rather than letting you drag them away from a fight.
And when I say go at Whitney, I mean jumping on their back and fighting like a feral animal.
Panics if they pick up a scent that isn't Robin or Whitney. What do you mean there's even more people to worry about? Where have you been sneaking off to without them knowing? Is that where you're spending your heats?
Speaking if heats, will go hysterical if you spend it alone, never mind with others. You're meant to spend it with Kylar, you're meant to let them breed you.
The most prepared to whisk you away at a moments notice once their jealousy hits its peak.
Going to breed you as soon as you're tied up in their basement, going to mate you and mark you up.
Has a sharp scent. Can be a little stale at times, but its not unpleasant. A little citrus-y.
Robin
A lower confidence Robin might let someone else take you, thinking they don't deserve to be your alpha - maybe there's others out there who can take care of you.
Sits rather dejected at lunch when Kylar barges into your conversation to kiss you in front of them.
Looks away when Whitney cops a feel against the lockers.
A high confidence Robin is more likely to say something about it, but they still respect your autonomy.
It's your choice at the end of the day, Robin just hopes you choose them.
Not gonna kidnap or noncon you over it. Prefers that you willingly give yourself- it means more to them, proves how real it is that you crawl into their lap rather than being pulled into Whitney's.
Very gentle during heats. Will try to hold off cumming until you do, to make sure you're taken care of and not in pain. Might stand guard for you if you decide to go it alone, but is scared they'll give into temptation and barge your door down.
Will scent you when you ask. Its a very soothing, clean scent. Not too overpowering or demanding, not too subtle. Just nice.
Whitney
Oh no.
You thought you'd suffered humiliation before? Well now there's competition you'll see something fierce.
Constantly marking you. Constantly scenting, cumming on your face and rubbing the liquids in so you'll be very obviously claimed for all to see.
Will grab you in the middle of a conversation just to make out with you in front of your friend - especially if its Robin.
If you're talking to Kylar? Same thing only they'll ask their friends to grab the freak so they can't get violent.
Obviously fuck you in public when they can, but even Whitney knows how dangerous it could be to do that when you're in heat.
Whitney is strong, but the chance of some ridiculously strong alpha pulling them off of you and claiming you instead drives them insane.
You can go heats alone. Just don't spend them with anyone else.
Gloats when you ask them to take care of your heat. Yeah, of course you want them, who else would do a good job?
Another one who likes you in their clothes.
Surprisingly fresh scent. It's accompanied by smoke and the occasional alcohol, but naturally Whitney is actually rather clean to smell. It definitely turns heads.
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001. VALENTINE’S QUESTIONNAIRE 
interviewee: avery faulkner * / —  junior, sociology, socialite
“𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲— 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞?”
he quickly got comfortable in the seat that the interviewers decided was best fit for the questionees. “avery faulkner, twenty-three.. sociology.” avery smirked, shrugging his shoulder. “i’m not one for labels, i like everyone.”
“𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐬, 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡.”
the male chewed on the inside of his cheek as he thought for a moment. “hm.. i won’t lie i’d have to pick physical touch and probably a bit of acts of service. actions speak louder than words, or whatever someone said, right?”
“𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐞?”
“god i thought this was a quick question session not therapy.” avery looked over at them, looking down at his lap before deciding to answer. “probably just valuable time, i’m not a materialistic gift-wanting person per say. from myself, yes, but not others.”
“𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮?”
his eyes looked between the few people sitting across from him, taking note on all of his answers. “i guess just that i’m not as bad as everyone makes me out to be.” avery shrugged. “it’s a tough world to be avery faulkner, so a few kind words couldn’t hurt.”
“𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮?”
the man belted out a quick chuckle, adjusting his seating position. “not a school day, that’s for sure. probably doing some shit out and about - lunch, go to the city - before just laying at home for the night? chinese food? whatever floats my boat at the time.”
“𝐈𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰?”
avery narrowed his eyes as he thought, chewing on his lower lip. “i’ll take the truth about... myself. nothing i haven’t heard at some point already.”
“𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩?”
“someone who isn’t going to fuck you over or leave you hanging, i suppose. loyalty could be the word. trust. all those basic ideal relationship adjectives you can think of.”
“𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧?”
“i love my dogs, i have one back home.” he smirked, being reminded of one thing. “however, there’s a certain someone who is getting me to like cats now a bit more than i have before.”
“𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞: “𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐦 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞…”
“...more than just fucking and drinking,” he mumbled, not caring if the people heard him clearly or not.
“𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧? 𝐁𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟?”
damn, why so deep? he couldn’t help but ask himself in his head. “this got deep quick, didn’t it? i don’t cry, just a few whines here and there.”
“𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮?”
“if you’re talking about sex, then it’s just a fun way to pass time, if i’m being honest.” he shrugged, shining off a grin towards everyone. “i could go without it, go with it, so i guess you could say it doesn’t define my interest in someone.”
“𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞’𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲?”
avery couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped his lips as he reached towards one of the free, heart-shaped cookies they were complimenting on the table. “i’m single every valentine’s day. by choice.”
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deusluxuria · 3 years
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Dump of random-ass Dio headcanons, with varying seriousness and NSFW-ness (also some non-detailed mention of abuse and trauma) :
-Does actually own some underwear, but only ever wears it by itself and never with clothes.
-Answers to "slut" and also considers it a compliment.
-Favorite band is Ministry.
-Favorite song is "Venus in Furs" by The Velvet Underground.
-Favorite book is "The Color Purple" by Alice Walker. Within it is the only love story he's read that he doesn't think to be complete bullshit (Shug Avery and Celie). He aspires to be like Shug and to uplift someone in that same way, but he knows he's much more like the abuser characters.
-Favorite film: "The Shout" from 1978. Eerie, and relatable -- he knows he did the same thing Jonathan that Crossley did to Anthony (slowly manipulating and taking over his whole life, and destroying it).
-Favorite fashion designer: Vivienne Westwood.
-Historical figure he'd most like to meet: surprisingly, The Virgin Mary.
-Fuck, Marry, Kill: Hol Horse, Vanilla Ice, God
-He was actually in a fairly long-term relationship with Giorno's mother. But the relationship was obsessive, and they were both liars and skilled manipulators.
-He's hypersexual and doesn't cope with it or talk to anyone about it. It's one reason he ended up with so many illegitimate children. Giorno was a slightly different situation, though -- he was unplanned to Dio, but not to Giorno's mother.
-Prefers not to label himself in terms of sexual identity (in his words, "refuses to be pidgeonholed"). Attracted to people regardless of gender. Had once thought himself to be aromantic, but decided his lack of romantic interest in anyone actually has to do with his trauma and other problems he doesn't deal with.
-People he actually genuinely loves: his mother, Jonathan, Giorno, Pucci
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lunarastrobabe · 3 years
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Sam Drake x F!Reader- Thief
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(Mainly Fluff. No warnings.) 
“Look Sam, just admit it, we’re lost.” You whined, folding the map back up and stuffing it into your fanny pack that was slung across your chest. The snow crunching under your combat boots as you walked, the icy wind nipping at your skin like sharp needles. The sun was out, shining across the snow making it sparkle like glitter. 
You were in Sweden chasing some leads on lost Viking Treasure, but this time with just you and Sam. Nate had a baby on the way, even though he wished he could come, he needed to look after Elena. You had both been left with an empty, unsatisfied feeling after finding Avery’s treasure few months before, but with Sam, it hit him hard the most. But being here with him, now, was all you ever wanted. You two were just friends, but he was your best friend, you could always count on him whenever you were in trouble or whenever you needed support, he was always there. You were in love with him, and you had been for a long time, all you wanted to do was tell him but never found the right time. You were hoping he already knew. 
“We are not lost, you just don’t know how to read a map.” He said in a snarky tone, walking up beside you and unzipping your fanny pack and pulled out the map again so he could take a closer look at it. 
“You’re an ass. You know I’m smarter than you.” You elbowed him in the rib. He jerked a little clutching his side with his hand. 
“Rude.” A light laugh left his lips, his breath showing from the cold, turning his head and smiling at you. “Now, lets see where we are.” He carefully scanned the map, you just watched him with a smile on your face, taking in every little detail and aspect of his skin, his hair blowing in the breeze. His hazel eyes had a glow from the suns rays, you could look into them forever, like tiny golden pools. Being in Sweden with Sam reminded you of being in Scotland with him and Nate, with Nadine’s army blowing shit up every five seconds. 
“Right, we are here. We need to get to that wooden structure over there.” His fingers pointed to the area on the map then to a building in the distance, luckily it was still standing but who knows, everything you’ve stepped foot on in the past has either exploded or fallen apart. You weren’t listening to a word he said, too busy falling even more in love with him than he already knew. He felt your eyes on him, folding the map and putting it into his sherpa jacket pocket. 
“Like what you see, hm?” He said in a seductive, husky tone purposely in your ear then pushed your shoulder gently to get your attention back to the mission. Your cheeks felt a burning sensation, either from the cold or from embarrassment for staring for so long. You snapped yourself out of it and scoffed, “You wish Samuel,” then rolling your eyes and continued walking along the path along the cliff, staying as far away from the edge as possible. 
“Alright, so what exactly are we looking for?” You asked, putting your hands in your pockets to keep warm, you were freezing, and you were sure he was too, even if he wouldn’t admit it. You looked at the ground and at every step you took, kicking snow off your boots as you went along, tucking some hair behind your ear.
“Well, it’s a very, very old viking helmet, supposedly encrusted with the finest jewels and diamonds.” A smile was brought to his face, he loved to talk about hidden treasures and artefacts, especially talking to you about it in particular. He was thankful that you’d listen to him, for hours even, sometimes he would come over to your place at four in the morning just to talk about lost cities. 
“And how much is it worth? Um, do you think?” You stopped in your tracks to look at him, the excitement was showing in him and he couldn’t contain himself. 
“Not as much as Avery’s treasure but, a great amount,” He shrugged. “I’m just glad I’m not searching for it alone.” Your chest tightened slightly at his words, you swore you could feel the love rising inside of you. 
“Me too.” Was all you could say, you just so badly wanted to tell him you loved him, that you loved every scar, every wound, every scratch and mark that covered his body and that you still thought he was perfect. 
“We should start climbing now.” You said looking up at the tall black cliff that stood before you and rubbed your hands together to keep them warm. 
“Need a boost m’lady?” He smirked, he always liked to give you the first boost, just to get a good look at your ass every chance he got. 
“Thank you, loverboy.” You gave him a flirtatious wink as he crouched down a little in front of you holding out both his hands on his knee. Holding onto his shoulders you stood in his hands and he pushed you upside the cliff, grabbing onto the first hand hold you saw incase you fell. Falling to your death into a black abyss was not on your agenda right now. Sam watched you in awe at your skills and your strength, memories of yours and his friendship from the Avery job was circling his mind, wishing he had made a move before, wishing he had kissed you back in Italy when you were in that skin tight, red dress that brought out your eyes. That night he couldn’t take his eyes off of you, almost forgetting to steal the cross from the auction. And the time you also got shot while he tried to cover you, he still blames himself for getting you hurt but you were a strong girl, and you still are and he knew that. Not realising you were at the top of the cliff already while he was drowning in his own thoughts about you, you called down to him, catching his attention. 
“Sam? Are you coming or are you going to just stand there?” You shouted down to him, he snapped from his thoughts and laughed awkwardly. 
“Yes ma’am.” Talking to himself, he ran his fingers through his hair and jumped up, climbing the cliff faster than you could but he was more trained than you at scaling high places and considering he was taller. He grunted, pulling himself up on the ledge and standing up, brushing the snow off his jeans. You felt your hands get colder, he noticed you shivering, since you were high up the wind was a little stronger and a lot more colder. Fuck, you hated winter when you weren’t inside your home, drinking hot cocoa, reading Sam and Nate’s mom’s journal by the fireplace, wondering how amazing of a mother she was to them. 
“Hey, you’re cold. C’mere.” He quickly wrapped his hands around yours before you could say anything, he brought your hands to his lips, giving them small warm kisses, his eyes looking into yours. His surprisingly warm hands making you feel safe and secure. All you could do was smile, “Thanks Sam.” You whispered, he pulled you a little closer to him by the hands, holding them to his chest. 
“Anytime darlin’,” His smile was your favourite thing about him. He removed his hands from yours and wrapped them around you holding you tight against him to keep the warmth in before resuming your quest. His chin settled on the top of your head, your ear was pressed to his chest and you could hear his heart pounding a million miles an hour. His cologne was strong, but he wasn’t wearing a lot. 
“[Y/N]?“ He felt like his chest was going to explode at what he was about to say. He was nervous, but it was a good feeling. He was sure of it. He wasn’t usually nervous around women, he was actually very confident in flirting and making moves on the girls he’d come across in bars, or on the job. He knew this was something real, something different with you.  
“Hm?” You lifted your face away from his chest and looked up at him. 
“I have to tell you something.” He pulled back from the hug, taking a seat down on the snow away from the edge of the cliff you had climbed up from. 
“Okay, is everything alright?” Your voice was full of worry, going over and sitting beside him, stretching your legs out in front of you. 
“Yeah, yeah everything’s fine, it’s just-,” He tied up the laces tighter on his boots, accidentally kicking snow at you. Brushing it away you watched him, waiting for his explanation. 
“Sam, spit it out, we got a lot of ground to cover. You can tell me anything.” You placed a hand on his shoulder, gently touching his cheek with your thumb. 
He turned to face you. Taking a deep breath, hoping you wouldn’t run away or slap him for what he was about to say. 
“I love you.” He reached over and tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. 
“Sam-, I-, wha-, really?” You were surprised, but not that surprised, he would always find a way to make you notice him, sometimes he’d find a way to ‘accidentally’ touch your hands or your body or compliment you at any given time. 
He chuckled, “Yeah, really.” He felt proud, he felt good about himself that he was finally able to tell you, especially in a beautiful country such as Sweden and sitting in the snow looking at the view, with a pink and blue sunrise shining over the mountains. 
You leapt over and pushed his back to the ground, straddling his body, his hands immediately attaching to your waist. Leaning down you whispered in his ear, he shivered at the feeling more than the cold ever could. 
“I love you too.” He moved his hand to your face bringing you to look at him, pushing your hair out of his face and gripping your neck gently, finally kissing you like he had been begging to do. Your tongues making contact with each other, the nicotine and breath minty taste collided with your tastebuds. Kissing for what felt like hours but was only a few minutes, he pulled back just to gaze into your eyes once again, his hazel eyes glowing with happiness. 
“Goddamn I’m a lucky man.” He sighed happily, running his fingers through your hair. 
“What can I say? A thief stole my heart.” Both laughing you went in for another passionate kiss. 
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oyasuminto · 3 years
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To-Do List: August
Inbox:
Witch Kylar + princess s/o
Kylar + consensual somnophilia
Harper getting possessive over his favorite patient
Kylar turning the tables and fucking his bully
Jealous PC breeding Kylar
Whitney + Sadistic and defiant S/O
Maiden Kylar + Dragon S/O
Literally anything with TINR Sid
School trio and Eden + injured S/O
Poly relationship with Kylar and Robin
Kylar being teased all day and breeding his S/O after school
Soft LI Wren headcanons
Kylar + Himbo/Bimbo Jock PC
Whitney + submissive sadomasochist s/o
Noble Whitney getting kidnapped by dragon-shifter PC
Eden + S/O wearing bunny outfit
Robin being surprised by S/O wearing a lewd cosplay
Kylar + Mommy S/O
Kylar and Robin + sadistic defiant S/O who subs for them
Keiichiro + pet names
Kylar getting railed by their werewolf S/O during the full moon
Kylar and her fae s/o giving each other their names
Robin taking care of his S/O / being a soft dom
Kylar and Wren comfort-fucking their s/o
NSFW Strade Headcanons
Kylar + Unseelie S/O
Eden and Strade sharing an s/o
Eden, Robin, Bailey and Wren + frail/sickly s/o
Kylar and Ren falling for the same person
Ren Hana headcanons
NSFW Keiichiro Headcanons
Lawrence + chill S/O
Kylar + Insecure S/O
Alex getting a massage
Demon Kylar, Whitney, and Wren + Virgin Sacrifice MC
PC telling Kylar that if they’re going to steal clothes, they have to pay for replacements
Lawrence + vampire S/O
Robin and Keiichiro’s S/O service topping them
Lawrence and Kylar sharing an S/O
Would Lawrence stop his decay?
Kylar + Great Hawk getting a lewd massage
Harper getting obsessed with a co-worker
Kylar gets introduced to the mating press
Lawrence finding his s/o being assaulted
Domestic Lawrence headcanons
Damien Morningstar, Lawrence Oleander, and Ren Hana + Non-Human MC
PC becoming obsessed with Robin
Lawrence + dependent / needy S/O
Strade + stockholm syndrome
LIs + lewd maid outfit
LIs + Hugs
Kylar + eerie-looking s/o
MC trying to seduce Lawrence after he returns
Lawrence + Winter
Kylar getting a titjob
Lawrence, Ren, and Strade + Halloween
Rich Kylar + Maid S/O
Robin reacting to yandere PC murdering someone
Bailey and Strade sharing an S/O
Kylar + blackjack
Strade and Lawrence + immortal s/o
Whitney fucking Ren’s S/O
What if Ren kidnapped Lawrence instead of MC?
Kylar getting caught masturbating
Kylar running into his childhood crush
Alex + masochistic s/o with daddy kink
Lawrence getting body worshipped
School trio fucking s/o hard enough to end up in hospital
Noble Kylar + dragon hybrid s/o
Married life with Kylar
Kylar being spoiled by their spouse
Robin + tough PC who’s soft around him
Being Kylar’s househusband
Lawrence getting drugged with aphrodisiacs
Avery meeting PC at strip club
Yandere Harper Headcanons
Yandere Robin murders someone
Saying “Thank you daddy” after Bailey spanks you
What rules would the LIs have for their children
Elf Kylar + loving orc S/O
Kylar’s S/O killing his bully
Yandere Robin wedding headcanons
Bailey + kind, altruistic orphan
Ren Hana + Predator / prey kink
Could Kylar and Ren be friends?
Winter as an LI
Fem LIs hearing a rumor that their boyfriend got someone pregnant
LIs + marathon sex
School trio learning you’re a hitman
DILF Kylar
LIs brat-taming defiant PC
Sid + humanoid monster he summoned
G/T with school trio
Kylar with sadistic bully
Lawrence + trans guy reader
Winter comforting stressed PC
G/T headcanons with Remy, Eden, Bailey, maybe Harper and Leighton
Kylar watching S/O undress
LIs + ass or pussy
Kylar watching his friend / crush get dressed for a date
Robin + Yandere PC crying and apologizing for murder
Bunny leotard + Alex and Keiichiro
Robin as a wolfperson
LIs + Suits
Kylar leaving his phone with you
LIs learning PC is a kept boy for older women
LIs + Ace PC with no interest in sex
Lawrence getting three wishes
LIs + S/O who loves mating press (LIs giving)
Kylar + Eldritch Horror S/O
Whitney fucking Jordan’s crush
Jordan walking in on PC sucking Whitney off
Whitney being in love with Jordan’s S/O
LIs + S/O dying
Whitney stealing Jordan’s crush and falling in love
Kylar + short, defiant s/o
PC grabbing Kylar’s wrist when he’s about to leave
Kylar finding out she’s pregnant
Lawrence, Ren, and Strade + Mating Press
LIs snapping and accidentally hurting PC
Bailey + Assistant PC
Wren + sly PC
Continuation of rich boy Kylar + maid S/O
Whitney Fluff
Whitney + bimbofication kink
Kylar’s parents seeing him walk to the park with his S/O
Ren breeding his S/O while in heat
Jordan learning that Damien is sexually active
Whitney + freckled PC
Kylar keeping his S/O as a pet
Kylar + maid s/o having a secret relationship
Demon Kylar and Whitney follow-up
Demon Kylar, Whitney, and Wren falling in love
Kylar making his S/O cum for the first time
Kylar fucking the maid in his room while a ball is going on
Jordan as an LI
Demon Whitney’s sacrifice running off to demon Kylar
Ren’s girlfriend tying him up while in heat
Whitney sneaking Jordan’s crush into the house and fucking them
S/O introducing themself to Kylar’s yandere parents
Whitney’s GF being invited to a family dinner with Jordan and Wren
Vincent breeding his girlfriend
BTD1 Ren going into heat
Kylar’s parents trying to set him up with the maid
Leighton + student asking for more punishment
Kylar’s parents inviting his S/O over for dinner
LI tiddies
School trio + idol s/o
Love interests getting their s/o pregnant
Kylar and Robin + s/o who’s silent during sex
Lawrence + rapper MC
Strade having a second captive
Yandere Jordan
Male LIs learning PC got pregnant from someone else
Harper, Jordan, Whitney, and Wren being siblings
Jordan/PC/Whitney threesome
Whitney running into Harper at the underground brothel
Harper, Whitney, and Wren bringing their S/O to a family reunion
Whitney + breeding kink
Virgin sacrifice falling in love at first sight with demon Kylar
Lawrence and Eden sharing an MC with a breeding kink
Jordan + thigh-fucking
Follow-up to Whitney running into Harper at the UBrothel
Kylar watching PC do self shibari
Kylar divorce headcanons
Young Avery with a trophy wife
school trio getting caught fucking PC in the bathroom
Kylar as PC’s servant
Robin being mentored by Winter
School trio + crossdressing male s/o
Avery as a guest at the dinner from the first punishment
Follow-up to Kylar shibari request
Strade and Lawrence as beastkin
Servant Kylar being given rewards
Jordan learning that angel PC was abducted by the temple
Eden, Kylar and Robin making their s/o squirt
Kylar being complimented by artistic PC
Kylar finding his S/O selling produce
Kylar’s GF begging to be bred
LIs having a lipstick mark on their face
Strade, Lawrence, and Ren with an s/o who’s loud in bed
LIs + eldritch being(s)
Robin’s girlfriend talking about their sex life
Kylar and Robin attending a pole-dancing class
Lawrence and Ren + flexible S/O
PC corrupting Jordan
Wren + gunplay
School trio voices
Kylar being obsessed with Jordan
Whitney’s s/o finding out what he’s like at school
school quartet + subby s/o
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