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Coach Sy Ch 6

ITS HERE! This took forever because life is crazy rn! But I LOVE this story and I have so many plans for it! This is NOT the end by far! Here's more of our lovable Coach!! (also this story just hit 100 pages on google docs!)

Warnings: mentions of anxiety, cursing, sex p in v, oral, unprotected sex

summary: After the weekend together Alayna decides its time for Logan to meet her friends!

Let me know what you think!!!!

7k (I'm so sorry I couldn't stop!)

Here’s part 5 cause it’s been a while!

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The rest of our weekend was too fast. I was already loving the feeling of waking up next to this man. Sunday morning we went out for breakfast. A local diner in town. It was his idea. I told him we could just cook at home again. He was showing off. At this rate everyone would know before we got back to school tomorrow. 

He had his arm around my waist when we walked in and pulled me closer while we waited to be seated. He sat next to me instead of across from me in the booth. His arm around my shoulder while we looked at the menu. I giggled to myself.

“What is it darlin?” He raised an eyebrow looking at me curiously. I shook my head. 

“You’re something else,” I chuckled. He only looked more confused. “Parading me around like you won first prize, I didn’t realize you were so into PDA,” I smirked. His smile mimicked mine as he kissed my head softly. 

“You ain’t seen nothing yet, honey.” He chuckled. “Just wanna make sure everyone knows you’re off the market.” He spoke proudly. 

“Yeah because there were so many others you had to worry about.” I rolled my eyes. Sy grabbed my chin making me look at him. His deep blue eyes stared into mine intently. 

“Just because you don’t see ‘em staring doesn’t mean they ain’t looking Darlin’. If I hadn’t put myself in your path you’d never have noticed, baby. Trust me they’re lookin’, and I don’t share,” He let out a soft growl in my ear and I felt my cheeks flush as a rush of heat flooded my body. 

“Sy,” I said softly. He moved his hand so he was cupping cheek, his thumb softly caressing my jaw. I tilted up to kiss him softly but before our lips met the waitress softly cleared her throat approaching our table. 

“You two ready to order?” she asked sweetly, mainly to Logan keeping her eyes on him the whole time. 

He slowly tore his eyes from mine and turned to her, giving her a kind smile.

“I think we are!” He spoke enthusiastically like we weren’t one breath away from defiling this booth. Like he didn’t have me right where he wanted me hanging on every word he said. Like I wasn’t about to let him do whatever filthy thoughts were working the gears in his head, right here where we could get caught. But you could never tell. Not with Sy. He was a deviant disguised as a perfect gentleman.

“And what can I get for you handsome?” she smiled back. I froze, feeling my blood boil. I know she did not. I looked up from the menu trying to convey a cold look in my eyes, glaring at her as she kept hers on my man. Her eyes lit up while he rattled off his order. She was lucky there was a brick wall of a man between us. I slid closer to Sy tucking myself under his arm and resting my hand on his chest. He raised an eyebrow as I scanned the menu still in his hand to give the waitress my order. She seemed slightly more annoyed now but still smiled when she repeated everything back to us. “Is that all for you?” she asked us, again looking at Sy, 

“Yeah, that’s it,” I answered, sending her another look before turning back to Sy and trailing my hand from his chest to the back of his neck pulling him in for a kiss. I heard her huff when she walked away and I smirked to myself as I slowly pulled back, Sy’s lip chasing mine in a chaste little kiss. 

“The hell was that?” He raised an eyebrow smirking as he looked me over. 

“What?” I asked, kissing his cheek softly and turning to scroll through some of the messages I’d missed on my phone. 

“You were jealous,” He chuckled softly. I blushed, turning away from him a bit. 

“What, I can’t kiss my boyfriend without having an ulterior motive?” I pouted. His hands were around my middle as he pulled me close. 

“You’re boyfriend huh?” I could feel his smile against my neck. 

“Mhmm, that’s what I said. Mine,” I grumbled. He chuckled softly, brushing my hair back out of my face and leaning back in the booth so I could rest against him.  We sat quietly through breakfast. Talking about the week, He asked if I would ride with the team to the game on friday. They had another away game this week. Of course I agreed. He and the team were about to break a record for the school's undefeated season. I wouldn’t miss it. Sy was trying not to get his hopes up but I just knew they were gonna make it to state this year. I’ve never seen the boys play like they have this season. After breakfast. I decided I should probably go home. We had work in the morning and as fun as it was staying the weekend with him I did have my own things to keep up with. 

Sy was quiet on the drive home. But at one point about halfway through the drive he looked over and smiled. He grabbed my hand from my lap and intertwined our fingers. 

“You’re so cute,” I giggled softly. 

“I hate letting you go,” Logan sighed. Kissing the back of my hand. 

“You’ll see me tomorrow, Baby,” I chuckled. He pulled into my driveway and put the truck in park. 

“I know, I’m just really enjoying waking up with you in my bed.”

“I like that too,” I smiled, kissing his cheek. “I just think I need to slow down. I’m getting ahead of myself. I’d love to be with you everyday. But we need to let this develop a little,” I spoke nervously, biting my lip. He squeezed my hand trying to ease my mind. 

“I get it darlin’ You don’t wanna jump in head first and crash. I won’t let you fall. But hell, we both need our own space too.” he said. I nodded. And let him kiss me softly one last time before I finally got out of the truck. 

“Thank you for this weekend.” I said leaning against the door and the open window of the truck, “I’ve had more fun with you than I’ve had in a long time.” I admitted shyly

“So did I, I’ll call you this week when I have our next date planned out,” He winked. 

“You don’t have to do that Logan,” I argued. 

“Like hell I don’t. Just cause I got you doesn’t mean I can start slackin, you deserve the best pretty girl and I’m gonna give it to ya” I blushed. 

“Damnit Sy, if you keep saying things like that I’m gonna get right back into this truck and go home with you.” I pouted. He chuckled and I finally backed away from the truck and let out a deep sigh. “I really do need to go,” I said. “I’ll see you tomorrow?” I asked turning and walking up to unlock my front door. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow baby” He called from the truck. I turned and waved, blowing him a kiss and then went inside. 

I didn’t get nearly as good of sleep Sunday night as I had the nights I spent with Sy. But I didn’t let myself dwell on that. I enjoyed his company so much and he’s such a giving and caring and intense man. I want to be with him. It just feels so overwhelming. I don’t want Logan to feel like I’m pushing him away. But this is all so new to me. No one’s ever wanted to commit to me the way he has. It scares me. 

I was exhausted walking into the guidance office Monday morning. I tossed and turned all night and woke up late. It’s crazy how in a matter of a few weeks he’s made my bed less comfortable just because I’m not next to him. I shake the thought from my mind and give Jess a tired smile.

“Good Morning!” She said with as much cheer as she could muster up on a Monday morning. 

“Morning,” I replied weakly. 

“Busy weekend?” She asked with a knowing smirk. 

“The best weekend,” I said, entering my office and setting my bag down. She watched me for a moment and raised an eyebrow. 

“Are you gonna give me the details or are you going to make me pry?” she chuckled. I smiled softly. 

“The date was so fun!” I said “let me finish my coffee and wake up first and I’ll tell you how it all went!”  She just smiled and we both started our work day.

 About an hour later after I’d caught up from emails from the weekend and the office was slow I filled Jess in about my weekend with Sy. 

“So you two are a couple? Oh I’m so happy for you! I told you!” She said. I nodded quickly. “Why does it seem like you aren’t nearly as excited as I am?” She raised an eyebrow. 

“I am!” I defended quickly, wringing my wrist’s awkwardly. 

“But…” she added for me and paused.

“It’s all happening so fast, what if…”

“Hold on,” she cut me off. I shut my mouth quickly and leaned against the desk letting her speak, “He hasn’t proposed has he?” She asked. I shook my head. “He hasn’t asked you to move in or talked about babies? Maybe ask you to donate one of your kidneys?’ I laughed out loud and shook my head. 

“No he hasn't," I added. 

“Then stop searching for a problem! Stop trying to find a reason to be disappointed,  Alayna. It’s okay to just be with someone.” She argued.  I nodded. 

Mike came into the office then greeted us both before I could answer her. He was a teacher. His class was in the same hallway as Logan's. They chatted between class periods. Mike played football in college and currently coaches our cross country team. They got along well!. Mike was much more soft spoken than Sy. But Sy appreciated that about him. Mike taught Psychology as well as World History. The two of them often had some fun conversations over lunch. At least from what Sy has told me. They’re good friends!

It would also seem that he and Jess have caught themselves in the same situation as Logan and I . Except Mike hasn’t made a move despite the amount of times Logan has encouraged him to do so. And sweet precious Jessica refuses to believe he’s into her no matter how many signs I point out. 

“Morning Mike!” I smiled, “I better get to work, I have a meeting with a student soon!” I paused as I turned to walk into my office. “Jess, you might benefit from taking your own advice sometime.” I smiled. Her eyes went wide before she shot me a quick glare. I just shrugged and turned back to my office. 

I settled at my desk and pulled up my appointment schedule for the day. We didn’t have a student working with us in the office this morning like we normally did, so I wouldn’t have someone to write my hall passes for my students. Instead I’d have to call the teachers for whatever class they’re in and have them excused to my office. 

My first Student was a sophomore, Elsie. I quickly checked her class schedule and smiled to myself. She was in Logan’s first period class. He’d come to me last year because he was concerned about her. Since then she and I have been meeting regularly almost every week. I picked up my office phone and dialed the number for Sy’s classroom. I hate to admit I had it memorized. 

“Coaches class!” one of his students answered. Likely one of the boys on his team. 

“Uh Huh and is Mr. Syverson available?” I asked, holding back a chuckle. 

“Is this Ms. P? Coach is actually busy teaching us about dead people, he doesn’t have time for personal calls. But, I can take a message!” I heard giggles in the background and then a gruff voice. 

“Matt get back in your seat before I send you to the office, you know nobody sits at my desk! ” There was a collective oooohhh in the background.

“Sorry coach, your girlfriend called, figured you wouldn’t wanna miss it!” Matt chuckled. Sy’s voice however was considerably less lighthearted.  

“Donovan you got 5 seconds to hand me the phone and get back to your seat. Or you’ll be visiting the dean… and running the laps you already owe me.” He barked. 

“Sorry sir,” He mumbled. And I heard movement on the other end of the receiver. 

“Syverson,” he answered plainly 

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard you sound so mundane,” I giggled. 

“What can I do for you Ms. Plummer?” He asked, ignoring my statement clearly trying to remain professional and get a hold on his classroom that was clearly trying to listen in on the conversation. 

“You didn’t have to be so hard on him you know,” I said, I knew he couldn’t respond to that, not with the kids paying attention. Wow maybe they really did know we had a thing between the two of us. “Anyway, have you done your roll call already?” I asked. 

“I have…” He trailed off with a question in his tone. 

“Great! I have a meeting with Ms. Elsie this morning. Is she with you?” I asked. I knew the answer but I was drawing this out just to hear his voice a little longer. I hate to admit I missed him already. 

“Yes, Ma’am she is,” he answered. 

“Can you send her my way?” I smiled. 

“I can do that, “ He said, his voice a bit softer now. A little more at ease. I had one more thing I needed to ask him though. 

“One more question, are you free Thursday evening?” I asked quickly. He paused his breath, sounding steady over the receiver. 

“I might be,” He said skeptically. 

“Well, If you find that you are, Two of my friends and I  meet for dinner on Thursday nights. I thought if you weren’t busy you could join us and meet them?”  he let out a breath and I could almost hear his smile. 

“I can do that too!” he said with a soft chuckle. 

“Alright well, as much as I hate to hang up I suppose we both have jobs to do. I’ll talk to you later, Have a good day… Mr. Syverson.” I teased. 

“Have a good day Ms. Plummer,” He spoke softly before we hung up. 

I looked up from my desk and Jess was still talking to Mike. I smiled to myself. Gosh these two

About 5 minutes later I looked up when I heard Elsie’s voice. She stopped to check in with Jess. She sounded timid. That made sense. Mike was still in the office “Making copies” and standing at the desk. Although he was an extremely gentle and kind person, I’ve noticed the students seem a little intimidated by him as well, I think it’s his height. The man is easily 6’2 at least.  

Regardless, he gives her a warm smile when she approaches the desk. 

“Good Morning Elsie.” He greets her. I watch from my office. She smiles shyly and mumbles back a quiet 

“Hi Mr Gilbert,” She looks at Jess and before she can speak Jess smiles. 

“I’ve got you checked in Hon! Happy to see you this Morning Elsie.”  she adds. Before Jess can tell her to take a seat I stand and call her into my office. 

“Hey girl!” I greet her, “go ahead and take a seat, how was your weekend?” I asked. She sat on the edge of the chair on the other side of my desk. Okay, anxious this morning. 

“It was okay,” she answered. I nod sitting back in my chair. I keep my face soft. 

“Just okay? Is there anything significant that stands out you wanna talk about?” she shakes her head slouching in the seat a bit. I didn’t want to push her. But she’d been doing so well. Lately though, our last few appointments she was closing off to me again. I nodded

“Okay, well last time you told me you’d started keeping a journal, have you kept up with that?” I asked. 

“Yeah, I actually really like it. It…uh…  helps me organize what I'm feeling.” she responds. 

“Good I always liked to journal too. It always helped when I felt like I could tell someone, at least I could write it out. But Elsie, if there is something going on, that’s what I’m here for okay?” she nodded. 

“Ms Plummer, when you were in high school did you ever feel like… your friends just didn’t actually like you?” She asked me. I wasn’t expecting  the question. I thought to myself for a moment. I knew the answer but I wanted to be careful how I responded. 

“I did, I had some friends that I felt really didn’t care. I was the punchline of all of their jokes. There’s this video from when I was in school.  One of my friends had peaches at lunch and she thought it would be funny to throw one at my face.She kept asking if she could do it. I finally just told her she could so she’d stop. And then two of my other friends took videos of it. It ended up online and of course I just laughed it off. But when she actually threw it my crush was walking by. I don’t know if he saw it, I was too embarrassed to look. I never told them how it made me feel, I felt like they should’ve just known not to do that,” I explained. “But on the other hand I had friends that really cared for me. I found out I had anxiety and depression when I was in high school. I may not have if I didn’t have a friend who constantly encouraged me to see our counselor because he was worried about me.” She nodded

“I think I understand what you’re saying. It really  sucks that your friends couldn’t see they were hurting you.” she sighs. “But how do you know if someone actually cares? There’s so many fake people and I feel like I can’t trust anyone.” There it is. 

“Why is that?” I asked her. 

“I just don’t feel like anyone really means it, I don’t know like… my brain keeps telling me they’re just there because they have to be or something,” she sighs, looking down at her hands in her lap. 

“I understand, I’ve felt that way too. I still do sometimes. Anxiety is funny like that.” I explained. 

“Is that what you think is wrong with me? Anxiety?” she asked. The look on her face broke my heart. She worried her lip between her teeth for a moment. Her wide eyes scared, like I thought she was broken. 

“Elsie, I don’t think anything is wrong with you.” I told her, “Everyone has some anxiety. Actors, musicians, athletes, politicians, everyone. Even people in the military, like Mr Syverson. Some have worse anxiety than others but it doesn’t mean anything is wrong with you. You just have to learn how to … cope with it.” she nods, taking in all the information I’d just given her. I still don’t think she’s convinced. Unfortunately I think it’s something she’ll have to experience herself. This was one of those moments I wish I had gone further in school. That I was more than just a guidance counselor and I could do more than just empathize with her. But I wasn’t licensed for therapy. This… was the best I could do of her. 

“Like a release? Some way of shutting your brain off?” she asked 

“Sort of, the writing is a good start, a release of that emotion, to help you understand it better, does that make sense?” she nodded again. “Good, well try to keep up with that. You’ve been doing really well. Thank you for coming to meet with me again and if you need anything,” I stressed,  “Before you see me again don’t hesitate to stop in okay?” I said. Again she nods. 

“Thank you Ms. Plummer.” she said and stood to leave. She pauses in the doorway. “Do you… want me to tell Mr. Syverson, you say hello?” She blushed. “Everyone’s talking about it.” she blushed. 

“If you’re comfortable with that, sure” I smiled. 

“Are you two.. really together? Is it okay if I ask?” I nodded 

“I don’t mind you asking hun, Mr. Syverson and I… are… dating. It's new but yes.” I told her, blushing a bit myself. She smiled now. 

“I think you two make a great couple, he really cares about us too. At first I was afraid he was just gonna care about the jocks, like some of the other teachers. But he checks on me sometimes, like he knows I don’t like to be called on in class but he makes a point to tell me to have a good day if I’m one of the last one’s in the room. It’s really nice. I don’t know that I can ever find someone who cares like he does. But I’m glad you did. You deserve it Ms. Plummer.” I felt my eyes start to well up with tears and I had to wipe them away quickly. 

“You deserve that too Elsie, Please don’t forget that.” She nodded and shrugged her shoulders. 

“I’ll… see you next week.” she says before leaving my office. The day went on, whoever’s idea it was to have a department meeting on a Monday afternoon is on my shit list. But I made it through the day, still extremely exhausted but I survived nonetheless. 

I felt a presence while I was packing up at the end of the day. I looked up to see Logan leaning against the doorframe watching me with a grin. 

“What time do I need to pick you up Thursday night?” He asked, walking in and grabbing my bag for me. 

“I can get that, Logan,” I smiled. 

“That’s not what I asked,” He smirked. 

“We usually do dinner around 6 so maybe 5:30? I take it that means you're coming?” I asked anxiously. 

“I’ve always got time for you, sugar,” He said, following me out as I locked up my office for the night. 

“Would you stop making me wanna kiss you in inappropriate settings!” I groaned. He chuckled. And pulled me close by my waist as we walked out of the guidance office. Logan leaned in kissing my cheek and let his lips linger against my ear. 

“Nope, I like doing inappropriate things with you. Maybe I’ll take you in my office. Bend you over my desk.  Or maybe lay you down on your desk after school gets out. Since you love to tease me so much.” He smirked against my skin. He quickly kissed the side of my head and stood up straight as if he hadn’t just whispered the most filthy things in my ear. 

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I stuttered. We walked out the back toward the faculty parking lot and he chuckled. 

“That phone call this morning was real cute, Darlin. Putting me on the spot in front of the kids like that.” He said. 

“You mean asking you to come to dinner with my friends?” I laughed. 

“Listen to you, sounding all innocent, like you didn’t ask me on a date in the middle of class. You had me flustered all morning.” He pouted. When we reached my car he set my bag down and backed me up against it. It reminded me of the night we first kissed in this parking lot. I smiled softly and grabbed his face in my hands. 

“I’m sorry Sy, I didn’t think it would throw you off. It was just on my mind.” I softly scratched the hair at the back of his neck and watched his eyes almost roll back. 

“Mmm,” He hummed. “I shoulda came down there and reminded you what happens to bratty little girls.” He teased . My thighs clenched at his words. God he could be so filthy. I couldn’t believe he was talking like that out here. But we were alone. And he did say I drove him crazy. I guess he meant it. 

I dragged my hand down from his neck to his chest looking up at him innocently. I couldn’t help myself. 

“Why don’t you  come over tonight and help me remember?” I bit my lip. I wasn’t feeling as bold as I thought. Logan let out a hard chuckle and shook his head. He cupped my cheek and kissed me softly. I chased his lips as he pulled away but he stopped me. 

“Easy baby, I’d love to, but we both agreed it’d be smart to slow this down. You just left my place yesterday.” He laughed again. I sighed and pouted. 

“I know,” I said. “ I just like being close to you, and today was hard.” He gave me a gentle smile and leaned in kissing my forehead. 

“You wanna talk about it?” He asked. I shook my head. 

“No, just worried about one of our students, it's … I’ll be okay.. I should let you get ready for practice.” I said. 

“Okay baby, well how about I come stay with you after dinner Thursday night?” He asked, still holding my waist, not quite ready to let go. 

“I’d love that! You could bring Aika! My backyard is fenced in!” I said excitedly. He smiled

“Alright it’s settled then. I’ll call you when I get out of practice, baby, and I’ll see you at 5:30 on Thursday.” He said. And kissed me passionately one more time. I bit my lip and nodded. He picked up my bag and put it in the car for me. 

“I’ll see you then,” I said before he stepped back and let me go to get in the car. 

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It was 5:20 Thursday evening. I was so nervous. Not about seeing Sy. But about him actually meeting my friends. I know he’s a great guy! And they know he’s been good to me but I have this knot of fear in my stomach so twisted, worried this won’t go well. I’d put my hair up and taken it back down for the 3rd time and was finally putting on my shoes. There's a knock on my door.  

I ran over and opened it, Logan was standing there with flowers in one hand and Aika on her lead in the other. 

“Hey you!” I smiled and leaned in to kiss him quickly. “Those for me?” I nodded to the flowers and he grinned handing them over. 

“Of course they are. Couldn’t show up empty handed.” He said as I moved to the side to let him and the dog in. 

“Sometimes I swear you’re like…. Written by a romance author or something. They don’t make ‘em like you anymore.” He laughs out loud and pulls me in again, kissing me more passionately this time while we let Aika roam around the house. 

“Written just for you baby,” He teased. I blushed and turned to pet Aika. 

“You’re sure she’ll be okay while we’re gone?” I asked. He nodded.

“She’s a good dog. She’s used to traveling with me. She’ll be alright,” He said. I nodded but pouted a little. 

“I still feel bad leaving her.” I sigh.

“We’ll only be gone a little over an hour baby, she’ll probably just watch out the window for a while and sleep.” he chuckled. 

“Okay,” I conceded. He raised an eyebrow. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked, his eyes were soft as they scanned mine. His head tilted to the side like a confused puppy. 

“Its noth..” I started, but the look on his face called bullshit before I could finish the sentence. It was incredible to me how his eyes could go from soft, to stern in a matter of a second. He was good at that. 

“Now, don’t lie to me darlin’. That ain’t gonna fix anything.” He said. I let out another breath. 

“I’m just anxious, about tonight, nervous. I don’t have any reason to be. I guess, my anxiety is sneaking up on me again. We should just go. It’ll be fine.” I explained. I pulled the curtains open so Aika could look out the window. I avoided Logan’s eyes as I went to grab my purse. 

“Baby, slow down.” he stopped me. We walked outside and stood on my porch for a moment. “Talk to me. What’s going through that pretty little head of yours?” He asked. I sat down on the step suddenly feeling exhausted. 

“This week has been rough, I was so excited on Monday when I invited you out. But as it got closer I just kept feeling more anxious about it. Not that I think they won’t like you, or you won’t like them. I don’t know. I just keep picturing all the ways this could go wrong. It’s just dinner. That’s so stupid!” I groaned, arguing with myself. Logan stepped off the porch crouching in front of me.

“Alright, I’m gonna put a stop to this right now. It’s not stupid, or dumb, or inconvenient that you’re feeling a little nervous. You know that. It’s what you tell the kids all day. If you need someone to remind you of that too, that’s what I’m here for.” He said lifting my chin to meet his gaze Shit I’m a little nervous about tonight too. I told ya I was a little hellion, I wasn’t the kinda guy girls wanted their friends to meet. I’m proud to be someone you wanna show off. But it makes me nervous.” He admitted. I grabbed his face and kissed him again. 

“Thank you Logan, for always… understanding.” He smiled and stood up holding out his hand for me to take. He led me to the truck and opened my door. 

“Come on, we’ll do this together,” he said.

At the restaurant the girls had just gotten a table when we walked in. I think Logan was just trying to show off but he pulled out my chair for me when we sat down. I didn’t miss the look Skyler gave me from across the table when we were all seated. She was impressed. I introduced everyone and we ordered drinks. The girls and I all got a glass of wine and Sy got a beer on tap. This place was honestly a little fancier than our normal Thursday night spot. I think that added to my nerves. But once the conversation started flowing I realized it really was all in my head. 

“So you teach as well as coaching?” Skyler asked. “Do you like teaching?’ I knew this was important to her. She loved kids. Well the little ones anyway. Still this was her way of judging his character. Did he care about all of his students or just his athletes? Of course I knew the answer but I let him take this one

“I love it. I thought coaching was going to be my big passion after the military but I really enjoy working in the schools. And I like teaching history. Especially getting the chance to teach about what I did in the military. I guess that’s a plus.” He smiled and took a long sip of his beer.  

“That’s great, I know for Alayna it’s always been about the students. But I’m glad you both have that in common.” She responded. I nodded. 

“I told you he’s great!” I smiled. Hayley scoffed playfully. 

“He hasn’t proved himself yet buddy,” she laughed. “But he gets bonus points for having a dog.” We all laughed. 

“Do you always have to be so cynical?” I asked her

“It’s only because they love you darlin’” He chuckled. 

“See he gets it!” Hayley added. Skyler nodded. 

“You know it’s out of love, I mean we’ve been rooting for you for so long and you finally found a good man who’s like your first REAL boyfriend you know and we’re happy for you!” She explained. I felt my palms get sweaty. I hadn’t had the chance to explain all of that to Logan yet. I had been avoiding it honestly.

“You deserve the best dude we just wanna make sure you actually used good judgement for once,” Hayley added. She was right, but ow! Maybe I was bad at picking them in the past. I was hoping to hide my baggage long enough that it would just disappear. But apparently my friends were going to make sure that was not the case. We were going to have to have the exes conversation… or rather the lack there of conversation. 

“You’re right!” I laughed it off, Logan smiled pulling me closer to his side. 

“Hell we all make mistakes right? I’m just glad she gave me a chance.” He kissed my cheek. 

The rest of the evening was great. We chatted the girls got to know Sy. They really liked him. And he got a long well with them too. Before we left Logan caught our waitress and told her to put it all on one check, surprising all of us by paying for the bill. The girls thanked him again, and we talked about plans for next week before we officially parted ways. Sy and I got back in his truck and were quiet for a minute before he broke the silence. 

“You feeling better now, honey?” He asked resting his hand on my thigh. I looked over at him and smiled. 

“I am, I feel really good about tonight.” I said. Logan squeezed my thigh softly and took his eyes off the road just a second to smile at me. 

“I’m glad,” He said. Another beat of silence. And then, “So, before me, you never?....” He trailed off. Fuck. Fine I guess we’ll do this now. Sometimes being in a healthy relationship is a real pain in the ass. 

“I mean, I wasn’t… a virgin neccessarily. I honestly wish I had been. None of the boys I did anything with gave two shits about me. But to answer your question… No, before you, I’ve never been with anyone… long term. I wanted to be. But it just never happened.” I explained almost rambling. “What about…you?” I asked hesitantly. He puffed out a long breath 

“Uh, I… hate this…we don’t have to talk about this darlin,” he groaned. 

“You can tell me if it’s a lot, I know I’m kinda lame but surely you got around,”  I bit my lip awkardly.

“It… it’s more than I’d like to admit, then I  had a couple girlfriends in high school. But really nothing serious after I retired from the military. I’ve been ready to finally settle down. Get my head screwed on straight. I don’t think your lame baby, I kinda feel like an ass right now.” He sighed. I put my hand over his squeezing softly. 

“You’re not an ass Logan. I guess we probably should’ve had this conversation already, I always thought it was something wrong with me. Maybe it was my body, I was good enough to have sex with but they didn’t want to be seen with me.  They always just wanted to fuck and leave. No one ever wanted anything serious. Some had tricked me into believing otherwise so I’d give them what they wanted but… yeah… so I just never dated anyone before you.” I looked over and saw Logan’s jaw clenched 

“There ain’t nothing wrong with you baby. You understand me?” He said through gruffly “You didn’t deserve to be treated like that.”  I watched him for a moment as he puffed his chest and let out and irritated sigh. I slipped my hand under his tangling our fingers together. 

“I know,” I said softly, “you know why? You’ve shown me how a man should treat a lady. For a long time I was really jaded by the way I was treated in the past. I let it close me off. I didn’t believe anyone could ….actually care about me. But you have. You’ve shown me more real affection in a few weeks than anyone ever has.”  I blushed. We were home then. He parked the truck and tore my seatbelt off pulling me into him. He crashed his lips to mine sucking all the air out of my lungs. His fingers tangled in my hair holding me to him. I whimpered as he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth. He let out a feral groan at the taste of me on his tongue. 

I was breathless when he pulled away. Both of us gasping for air. 

“Look at me,” his voice was low and demanding. He never had to demand my attention. He always had it. Still something shook in me at the sound of his voice and my eyes were glue to his. “If I could go back, keep you from the hurt those little boys caused you, I’d do anything. I can’t fix the past, but I can promise you won’t go another day wondering your worth baby, not with me. There’s not an ounce of you I’d want to change darlin.”  I felt like I could melt under his intense gaze. Where the hell did this man come from and how did I end up with him. I bit my lip pondering what to say. But all I wanted was to feel his touch again. And it was getting way too hot in this truck. 

“Show me,” I said finally. He smiled and turned to get out of the truck. I jumped out and hurried to the door I could feel the heat of his body behind me as I unlocked the door. We walked in and Sy shut the door behind us. I had expected the dog to greet us but she’d put herself to bed in her kennel peacefully taking a nap. I threw my purse down on the counter and before I could think to turn around Logan’s hands were on me. He spun me to face him. Our lips met again instantly. I whined against his lips so needy to feel his skin. I pulled at his shirt and he chuckled pulling away to throw it on the ground I pulled off my sweater following suit. He pulled me back in kissing me roughly and pulling away to nip at my neck. I moaned softly gripping his shoulders as he lifted me up onto the counter. He slotted himself between my legs and ground his hard cock against me, letting out a low growl in my ear. 

“You want me to show you how bad I need you baby, you feel what you do to me?” he groaned. 

“Sy please,” I begged. I couldn’t take his teasing. I just needed to be close to him. To feel him inside me. I felt his hands slide down to the waist of my leggings and I lifted my hips so he could pull them off with my panties. He pulled me to the edge of the counter kissing my my chest and down my stomach. I whimpered softly, 

“Just gotta taste you, baby,” He moaned. Then he dipped his head between my thighs licking up my slit and sucking my clit into his mouth. I let out a loud moan arching my back and trying to get closer. He was relentless. Like a man starved licking my pussy and pushing his tongue inside me. Too quickly the pleasure started to build. And when he brushed his thumb over my clit in little circles I tumbled over the edge. 

“Fuck you always taste so good,” He groaned standing back up and shedding his jeans and boxers. He grabbed my hip and pushed into me slowly. My eyes met his again, as he watched my face. I couldn’t contain my moans when he was fully sheathed inside me. My head fell back my teeth sinking into my bottom lip trying to gain some semblance of control. “So pretty when I fuck you.” He moaned as I started to thrust. He attached his lips back to my neck and bit down on my shoulder.

“Fuck yes,” I moaned meeting his thrusts as he sped up. 

“I want this, I want you, all of you baby,” He growled in my ear. “So fucking perfect, I love the way you take me.” he encouraged bringing his thumb back to my clit. I gripped his shoulders feeling the pressure build again. 

“Logan,” I breathed.

“That’s it, I love it when cum for me baby, let me feel it.” he moaned. That’s all it took for me to cum again. His name on my lips like a prayer. Logan followed right behind me thrusting hard one last time and emptying himself inside me. 

We stayed there connected for a moment. Breathing heavy, holding each other. 

When Logan pulled away he helped me off the counter, he cupped my face kissing me softly. 

We got cleaned up, showering together before settling down for the night. I was in his T-shirt, head laying on his chest finally cozy in bed.

“Sy,” I said softly. 

“Hmmm,” He hummed, he was slowly brushing his fingers up and down my back. I raised my head to look at him. 

“I…I think I…” I paused trying to form the words. 

“I know,” he said. “I think I do too.” I smiled laying my head back down I laid awake for a while until I noticed soft snores coming from him. I giggled to myself, and closed my eyes. Yeah, I thought… I really think I do. 

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False Tranquility | Luis Serra x GN! Reader

A/N: THIS FIC IS UNFINISHED. Looking back at this after it’s been sitting in my google docs for months, I don’t think it’s even a fic anymore ngl. I don’t feel like working on it anymore but I wanna put it out here so that’s what I did. Again I’m open to the idea of finishing this in the future. Any form of feedback is greatly appreciated. Lastly, thank you very much and please enjoy.

Synopsis: Waking up with Luis after a night spent together, you can’t help but think over your arrangement.

WC - 1.083

Content: NSFW | explicit | 18+, FWB TO LOVERS, language, (slight) angst with a sprinkle of fluff, i’m sorry but reader has a smoke please bear with me, mental anguish, VERY mundane intro

Mindfully adjusting your position on the sheets so as not to disturb the slumber of the man beside you to face him, you take hold of his arm that lays limp over your waist and gently bring his hand up to your lips for a lasting kiss. Luis’ sleeping form is a captivating sight, a view that you burn into your memory to be admired over and over in moments of seclusion- likely more than would be healthy. A peaceful expression is displayed over his features, so very soft and innocent it's as if responsibility is nonexistent when it’s just the two of you. And even if it's just the two of you, you still can’t have him in the way you want. Luis was very adamant about making that clear the first time, and if that’s the closest you can get to having him, then of course you would latch onto that opportunity. One sided as it is, you can only hope it doesn’t kill you.

Ridiculous.

That’s one of the limitless words in the English dictionary you would use to describe how you feel about this whole thing. Ridiculous because you know it’s toxic. Ridiculous because even if it’s toxic you still love it. Ridiculous because you know you should leave. Ridiculous because even if you know you should leave you still wanna stay. Ridiculous because you’ve allowed yourself to be tangled in this web of pleasure and despair.

Settling Luis’ arm beside him and yanking your eyes away from his face, you turn onto your back to meet the view of the faraway ceiling of chiffon white. Yet before long the contrasting color of the hanging ceiling lights catches your attention, its complex structure challenging your mind to distract you from thinking of the stupid man beside you. Futile, its attempts prove to be. The source of your insanity, he is the center of your attention.

Unwanted or wanted- you can’t tell, the memory of events that transpired the fervid night before begin to resurface your mind. Like an oakwood log, your memories violently emerge from the depths of a chasmic stream, embodying the very depths of your brain itself. Exactly like how it was last night, you revive the sensation of needily planting your lips against Luis’, sweet like sugar. In turn he devours your mouth with intense fervor, wanting and more-so starved. Like how it always is with him, it was fulfilling, the manner his lips latched onto yours- perfect. The feel of his hands left burning hot trails on your exposed flesh, altering the cool air surrounding your figures. The overflowing thirst for pleasure amongst yourselves, it was heat and fire.

Taking a deep breath and heaving out a sigh past your lips, you lazily roll over to your edge of the king-sized bed and relinquish the milky duvet covers from your comfort for another- exposing your bare form once more to the cooling air. Momentarily basking in the penetrating sunlight with closed lids, you slide your legs out gracelessly to place your feet on the soft material of a wooly rug. Scanning the mess of your surroundings- garments tossed here and there in a very disorderly fashion and curtains heedlessly pulled together to conceal privacy, with half-lidded eyes, a hand of yours reaches up to slide behind your neck. Settling firstly for your undergarments for a sense of decency, you bend over with vague ease and swing an arm forward to swiftly snatch your undergarments, fortunately not too far from reach. Slipping them on whilst shuffling limbs on sheets, you raise both arms high above for a good stretch that extends to your fingers and twist your torso both sides to work your abdominal muscles and the rest.

Hmmm…

Sliding off the bed and attempting to find balance on your feet in a weak state, you start towards the left-most side of the room for the wide windows while avoiding stepping on the remainder of clothing left lying around. Deftly maneuvering around and through the bedroom, your steps slow once the dark beige curtains are within reach. Grip light on the smooth fabric, you begin to pull away till half the room is enveloped with the warmth of the rising morning sun. A good half, to cherish the natural luminance. The other half- well, engulfed in cool darkness. His side. Maybe if you joined Luis on the other side, you wouldn’t have to face the other end of oblivion and delusion. Truth and reality

The glass is cold. Cold in a comfortable way- refreshing. Opposite of the burning feeling imparted from Luis’ hands. From the center, the sensation follows as you gently drag a finger downwards, as if tracing runny wax from a candle. Making quick work of the latches, you clutch onto the aluminum frame and push the sliding window’s glass panes outwards in a steady motion. Revitalizing morning air flows in, kissing your sun-touched skin. Taking a deep breath in, a yawn is involuntarily produced and released without sound, hidden by the back of your fist in time for courtesy.

Refreshing.

Sauntering back to bed, you spin and tenderly seat yourself, Luis’ sleeping figure taken into account. Hands splayed flat atop the white sheets on both sides beside you with one leg propped over the other, you tilt your head back and look over at the espresso-wood nightstand on your side of the mattress. The glint of Luis’ prized silver lighter confirms your objective, its shine alluring and luminous in the dark where the sun cannot reach. It’s accompanying partner, a box of cigarettes of Luis’ favorites, lays soundly next to it. Like hand-in-hand. Something you can only dream of. Leaning on your side to grasp both objects at the same time with a singular hand, your success is rewarded with a brief wave of satisfaction and most importantly, what you wanted the most- a smoke.

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[severitus-big-bang]

Rules and FAQ

(last updated 04/Feb/2024: Added icebreaker questions, updated Round 3 end date. Please confer most recent questions segment for participant questions.)

Pitching has ended! Claiming will happen:

Round 1: Feb 3rd, 11:59 UTC – Feb 4th, 11:59 UTC Round 2: Feb 7th, 11:59 UTC – Feb 8th, 11:59 UTC Round 3: Feb 10th, 11:59 UTC – Feb 11th, 11:59 UTC

Please read the following rules and FAQ completely and carefully if you plan to participate in this fest, and then, if you haven't already:

check out the How-to-Claim doc in which the link to the Claiming Form can be found - which will be open once the claming timeframe starts!

Come say hi on our discord server!

Eager to get to know your teammates? Here's a set of icebreaker questions!

Table of contents:

Most important Rules/Infos

Most recently asked questions

What is Severitus?

How does this Big Bang and Reverse Big Bang work in general?

How can I participate?

What types of works am I allowed to create?

I have no way to access to the pitching / claiming form in the given time frame, but I still want to pitch / claim! How do I do that?

Do I have to pitch to claim?

Can I create works based off of already existing fanworks?

When will this happen? Important Dates:

What happens if I can’t make a deadline/have to opt out?

How will the teams be formed?

I would like to be paired with [XYZ, a specific person]. How do I let you know?

I'm not quite comfortable working with others. Can I still participate?

What happens if I don’t get along with my team members?

Why are there mandatory check-ins?

What happens if I miss a mandatory check-in?

This is totally different from what I know from other Big Bangs. Why?

What is pinch-hitting?

How do I post my work?

I have never posted a work to AO3 - how do I do it?

I do not want to open an AO3 account / do not want the contents of this fest to be associated with my AO3 account. Is there still a way for me to participate?

Can I post my work to other sites besides AO3?

Can I add my work to other fests or collections?

I really want to participate, but I don't have any ideas currently! Is there a prompt list?

I have a question that is not on this list! How and where can I find you?

Most important Rules/Infos

This is a Severitus-centred fest. As such, we will only allow works that feature Severus Snape and Harry Potter in any platonic/non-romantic/non-sexual setting. No Snarry works will be allowed. 

Most important dates: Pitching starts: Jan 1st 2024 Pitching closes: Jan 28th Claiming opens: Feb 3rd Works due: May 17th Posting begins: June 1st 

If you can’t make the deadline, please reach out to the mods as early as possible so we can make arrangements and give you an extension. 

Pitching and claiming will be hosted via google forms. The links to those will be posted accordingly. There will be mandatory check-ins once you have claimed. Please stay in contact with the mods (see FAQ). Fics must NOT be Snarry. Ages to participate: 13+, creation of works rated M or E: 18+ 

Minimum requirements for your works: 

Fic: 2500 words

Poetry: 500 words OR 6 poems

Traditional or digital art: 600x600 px (scans in reasonable quality), and a basic description for accessibility

Spoken audio work: 15 minutes, and a written summary (transcript nice-to-have; podficcers may be allowed to pod an excerpt of their template if the final product is at least 15 minutes long)

Original music: 3 minutes, and a basic description (for instance lyrics, chords, sheet music) for accessibility

Song parody: 2 songs, (link to) reference work, and new lyrics

Playlist: 7 elements

Moodboard: 7 elements

Original dance: 3 minutes, and a basic description for accessibility

Fanbinding: one complete typeset: check out this post for details

Other forms: please contact the mod(s)

There are no maximums.

We do NOT accept AI generated content. 

The works must be original to the fest and created by you. They can be part of an existing universe, but must be understandable as stand-alone. 

Posting Please post your works to the AO3 collection and add the mod account (Severitus_Big_Bang_Mods) as co-creator. We will not change your work in any form, we just want to make sure it is appropriately tagged and rated and we can change the publication-date according to the posting-schedule. After reveals, we will delete the mod account from your works.

We want this to be a respectful and safe space. So the following general (fandom) rules apply:

Be respectful, no bullying, no harassment, …

No character or ship shaming/bashing, SALS - ship and let ship

Works created in this event must NOT feature characters under 18 in sexually explicit scenarios

Like most other fandoms, Harry Potter as a canon/fanon/fandom grapples with various issues, including but not limited to transphobia/transmisia, racism and other forms of discrimination. When creating fanworks, it can be helpful to keep various resources in mind, as well as doing additional research. Writing with Color’s Stereotypes & Tropes Navigation is one way to begin examining racism in fanworks creation - please especially refer to the colour stereotype post in regards to the term "Black / Dark Magic" which is deeply rooted in racism. Magical Trans is a community for transgender individuals in the Harry Potter fandom. If you have resources you’ve found helpful and would like to share, please let us know. (We trust this caution isn’t necessary, but if you don’t agree with the linked resources, please do not contact them with negative comments.) (Thank you to @bluedreaming for drawing our attention to this issue, and for allowing us to use their stipulations.)

Most Recent Questions:

Can I invite fellow creators? (Yes!)

Are side ships allowed? (Yes, all apart from Snarry are!)

Detail questions about pitching

You can find the answers HERE: https://severitus-big-bang.tumblr.com/post/738225193133244416/answering-some-more-questions-about-the

I have a question that is not on this list! How and where can I find you?

Mail: [email protected]

Discord: in the Severitus Big Bang Discord server or in the Big Bang channel of the Potions&Snitches Server

Tumblr @severitus-big-bang

AO3: Severitus Big Bang 2024 AO3 collection  

Your Mods:

Serena: she/her, @serenaew (discord, tumblr, AO3)

Trueliarose: she/her, @trueliarose (discord, tumblr, AO3)

Eso; any/they/them; esotericsevitus (discord), @esotericsnape (tumblr), esoteric_creature (ao3)

Binte: she/her, @bintemuhammad (discord, tumblr, AO3)

You can find the rest of the FAQ under the cut. 

What is Severitus?

For the sake of this fest, Severitus is every form of fanwork where Severus Snape and Harry Potter have a non-sexual / non-romanticrelationship. 

Severus’ and Harry’s gender don’t have to be male. We welcome any female/non-binary/trans or other queer characters, and characters of any race, and of any other identity, in our works.

Please note that it is our foremost goal to create a chill fest and good experience for everybody participating. That means we need to create a safe space for Severitus shippers and as such, we cannot allow any works that even wander the line to being read as sexual or romantic in the sense of “Snarry”. 

Severitus includes the following:

Snape as Harry’s father/father figure (biological, adopted, stepfather, uncle, godparent)

Snape being Harry’s mentor (Professor, Master in apprenticeship setting, friendly neighbour, you name it)

Severus and Harry being siblings

Severus and Harry being platonic friends

Reverse Severitus: Harry being Severus’ parent/uncle, mentor…

For more information you can also look through our prompt ideas which you can find on our tumblr.

How does this Big Bang and Reverse Big Bang work in general?

The Severitus Big Bang is a fanworks fest centred around Severitus and Reverse Severitus works. 

Creators pitch their ideas of any form to other creators to work on them together and create two or more intertwined fanworks of different kinds/media. 

The spirit of this fest is to connect creators and encourage each other's creativity to collaborate and celebrate Severitus together. If you don’t feel comfortable collaborating with others, it is technically possible to sign up as a “solo team” and create multiple projects for the same idea on your own; however we hope (and we give our best) to create a safe atmosphere without pressure or negativity for our teams to flourish. 

Creators can sign up (pitch, claim, or both) to create works, which, ideally, should be ready by the submission date. (See: [What happens if I have to opt out]). After submission, we plan to reveal the works in a staggered reveal (ideally, we will get new Severitus content every day in June).  All the works will be part of the Severitus Big Bang 2024 AO3 collection. 

For more information please read the following FAQs.

How can I participate?

This bang is more formalised than just posting within the given time frame.

To participate, creators should sign up and can either pitch, claim, or both to create works. 

You are allowed to pitch and/or claim as many works as you feel you can manage in the creation time span.

1. Pitching Pitching means you offer up an idea of yours for other creators to claim later on so that you can create fanworks in collaboration. This is the perfect opportunity to get ideas/prompts that have been on your mind for a long time, but you didn’t have enough time or creativity to work on, out there so that others can share in your joy. 

Please note that a pitch is more than just a one-line prompt; the requirements will be finalised and posted closer to Jan 1st. 

If you ask yourself why all the effort: it is the mods' attempt to formalise the process of presenting your idea for collaborating with other creators so that you needn't know your collaborators' identities to have a high likelihood to create something you both / all like. The process consists of a Google Form. 

All is explained in a great more detail here.

2. Claiming Later on, creators can claim any of the given pitches that request collaborators. 

There will be three rounds of claiming. To ensure that we have the best possible overlap with our creators' needs and wishes, we (the mod team) will work out the best fitting teams, and as many matches as possible, after each round of the claiming period. After matching, any open or partly-open pitches will be opened for claiming again. We hope that all pitches will be claimed after the third round; the unclaimed ones will be open for pinch hitting and will receive at least a little something from the mods. 

For more details about Ho-To-Claim, please refer to this document.

You will then be notified about your claim and how to proceed. 

You then have a period to create. Let your creativity strike, discuss your ideas and works with your co-creator(s) and simply do what you do best. Ideally you have your work ready by the submission date. (See: [Important Dates]) After submission, we plan to reveal the works in a staggered reveal (ideally we will get new Severitus content in June).

What types of works am I allowed to create?

You can create any type of fanwork associated with the pitch you claimed. 

Here is a list of possible types of media:

Written works such as fanfiction, poetry

Traditional or digital art, crafts

Comics, manga

Spoken audio work such as podfic, podcast, audio play

Music (both original music and song parodies)

Fanvid

Playlist

Moodboard

Original dance

Fanbinding

Recipes

…

For further inspiration and clarification especially for the term "art" please refer to this extensive list: https://unconventionalfanworkex.dreamwidth.org/14316.html. 

If you are unsure if the work you want to create will fit the parameters of this fest, please feel free to contact a mod; in these cases, we also advise you to check in with your fellow team member(s)

I have no way to access to the pitching / claiming form in the given time frame, but I still want to pitch / claim! How do I do that?

If you know you won’t be able to pitch / claim during the according period, please contact us and we will send you the pitching or claiming form in advance so you can participate.

For reasons of fairness, please let us know when you will need the form by so that we can pre-release the forms to all participants at the same time.

Pitching or claiming early will not influence your likelihood of being paired with your first choice(s).

Do I have to pitch to claim?

No. You can pitch and not claim or claim and not pitch or do both, it is up to you. However, we hope to receive a lot of pitches and claims to make this fest work, so it is super, duper awesome if you can do both.

Can I create works based off of already existing fanworks?

For your own pre-existing universes, yes, as long as the Big Bang work(s) are newly published and understandable as stand-alone! If at all possible, we would like to ask for your pitch to stay anonymous until claiming ends. 

You can use an already existing fanwork as your pitch if you have permission to create secondary/derivative fanworks by the original author/creator. Please note that we (the mods) can not grant you this permission and can also not monitor if every pitch meets this stipulation. 

If you as a creator want to give permission for others to use your works as such, maybe add a fanworks permission statement / transformative works policy to your profile. You can find a statement builder here or check the mods' profiles for inspiration.

When will this happen? Important Dates:

Pitching starts: Jan 1st 2024

Pitching closes: Jan 28th 

Claiming opens: Feb 3rd (Round 1)

Claiming closes: Feb 17th (Round 3), or earlier if all pitches are claimed to the max

Icebreakers (Check-in 1): Feb 18th

Check-in 2: Mar 3rd

Check-in 3: Mar 31st

Check-in 4: April 28th 

Works due: May 17th

Posting begins: June 1st

What happens if I can’t make a deadline/have to opt out?

Of course, we hope that every one of you will be able to make the submission date, but as we all know: Real life happens. 

If you realise you won’t be able to make the deadline, please contact us early so we know and can plan accordingly. It is completely okay if you have to ask for an extension or drop your claim. We want this to be as accessible and chill as we can make it. 

Just please inform us because we (the mods) have to plan the posting schedule.

How will the teams be formed?

You can either sign up as a pre-formed team with your fandom BFFs (with or without the option of pitching for more team members/claiming as team for a pitch), or the mods will assign you your team member(s) based on who responds to your pitch/which pitches you claim. 

We encourage you to be open to other creators and share the spirit of this fest.

I would like to be paired with [XYZ, a specific person]. How do I let you know?

If you want to be paired with XYZ, the best way to make sure is to sign up (pitch or claim) as a preformed team with yourself and them.

If you pitch your work on your own, we cannot say in advance who you will be paired with until the claims come in at the beginning of February and we can not guarantee that we will assign XYZ as your (only) claimer, because we will have to take all the claims into account.

We will also not reveal the pitchers and claimers to each other until the teams have been decided, and will not reveal the final teams until publication of their works. (So only the teammates themselves know who works together with them until the reveals.)

I'm not quite comfortable working with others. Can I still participate?

If you don’t feel comfortable collaborating with others, it is technically possible to sign up as a “solo team” and create multiple projects for the same idea on your own; however we hope (and we give our best) to create a safe atmosphere without pressure or negativity for our teams to flourish.

What happens if I don’t get along with my team members?

In your claiming form we ask you to give us your Do Not Wants. We try to match the team members to the best of our ability, taking those Do Not Wants into account, and hope that you will get along fine. 

If, despite all this, you notice that you can under no circumstances continue to work together with your teammate(s), please contact the mods. We do not want to force you to work together with someone you can absolutely not stand and we will then find a solution if this might happen.

However, we want to encourage you to be open-minded and give others the benefit of the doubt. We hope to create a fun experience for everybody.

Why are there mandatory check-ins?

We plan to do four mandatory check-ins with you (our participants) to ensure that everything is alright and you are still participating in this fest.

This has several reasons, foremost to make planning for us easier and to ensure that we can help out if that is needed. 

Please note that we don’t want you to feel pressured or patronised. It is completely okay if you just answer “I’m still here.” and tick the box in the relevant google form for those mandatory check-ins. You don’t need to report your work progress to the mods; however, we do recommend using these dates to check in and report to your team (yes, we know, some of us are procrastinators). 

We hope to simply offer guidance and act as a reminder, as life can get busy sometimes.

What happens if I miss a mandatory check-in?

You will have one week to respond to each mandatory check-in. If you missed it, the mod team will reach out to you. Just shoot us a quick response and you are fine. 

If one more week passes without response, we will have to assume that you dropped out. 

If you already know in advance that those just happen to be the two weeks where you are away without internet access, that's fine. Just let us and your collaborator(s) know in advance and we'll mark you as checked in.

This is totally different from what I know from other Big Bangs. Why?

Things evolve and for this, Serena wanted to make the concept of Big Bang more versatile and therefore adjusted it to what she (we!) thought would fit this fest best. 

The goal was to allow as many different types of media as possible, as well as allow the claiming of as many different works/ideas as one wants. Therefore we allow any type or art, artists can claim artists and so on. 

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What is pinch-hitting?

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Can I claim after the deadline if I finish with my first project earlier and want to take on a second pitch?

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#severitus big bang 2024 #faq #rules #severus snape #harry potter #severitus #fanfiction #fanart #podfic #filk #fanworks #calling all creators #so excited!

[theearlgreymage]

An Ask Game for Writers to Procrastinate Working on Your WIP(s)

Soooo -- The lovely @ic3-que3n decided to tag me in this little game. Because they know I am eternally procrastinating on all my WIPS.

(Original Ask Game)

1. 🦈Tell us the name of your/ one of your WIP(s):

Vogue in Paradis (And I will be using this specific WIP for all remaining questions)

2. 🍄Describe your WIP/one of your WIP(s) in the format of “___ + ___ =___”

Fashion Designer Erwin + Makeup Designer Levi = Rivals to Lovers Office Romance

3. 🌍What tags or warnings will your / one of your WIP(s) need if you intend to share it?

Guys. Come on. This is ME we're talking about - they are going to fuck. Explicitly.

4. 🧭An alternative title to your/ one of your WIP(s)?

This one was originally unnamed when the premise for it was created. I started this a while ago, and then set it on the back burner, but then Lewi dropped this amazing art and it sparked that flame of motivation to continue it -- and gave it a Title.

5. ⚠️Which WIP your most likely to finish or update next?

Either May Their Blood Boil will get an update OR I will finish Vogue in Paradis

6. 💾What is your document of your WIP/ a WIP called? (not the stories actual title but what you’ve saved it as)

Despite how meticulously I keep my Google Drive organized, there is absolutely no rhyme or reason to my Docs Names. Most of the time it is just an extremely vague phrase. But I do keep my Docs ORGANIZED. Each fandom has it's own folder, and within that there are folders for oneshots, series, ideas, and @ic3-que3n (yes - they have a whole ass folder because they put that many ideas in my fucking head.)

7. 🖍Post Any sentence(s) from your WIP.

“Smith.”  At the mere mention of Erwin’s name, Hange starts laughing.   “Stop that,” I sneer at them as I lean back in my chair and cross my arms defensively. Already anticipating where this is going to go – which is why I didn’t want to say anything to them in the first place.  “Stop being in denial then,” Hange wheezes out between fits of laughter.  “I’m not in denial!”  We’ve had this argument before – anytime I bring up Erwin, Hange insists that I have a crush on him. Which I do not.  “Keep telling yourself that,” Hange drawls as they wipe a tear of laughter away from their lash line.  “We’re not having this discussion.”  “And you’re still not getting laid.”  “Hange.” I practically snarl at them.   It doesn’t perturb them in the slightest. “Look me in the eyes and tell me I’m wrong,” and I’m about to answer their demand but then they keep going. “Tell me you don’t think he’s a whole ass meal. That you haven’t thought about what he’s hiding under those bland Oxford shirts and wool pants.”  “I don’t –”  “Or that you don’t think he’s infuriatingly good at his job.”  “That has nothing –”  “Or that you can’t seem to keep your eyes and ears off of him in joint meetings.”  “Well that’s only –” “Or that it’s a damn shame no one has been able to take him off the market.”    The silence that falls over us is uncomfortably tense. And I can’t decide if I want to crawl beneath my desk at the sudden, horrifying, realization that I can’t deny a word they just said – or leap across the table and strangle them for making me realize I can’t.  “That’s what I thought,” they chime triumphantly as they lean back on their hands. Pushing a pencil cup out of its place.  “Get. Out.” I snip between clenched teeth. My hands balled up in fists in the crooks of my elbows to keep from lashing out at this idiot I call my best friend. 

8. ♻️A scrapped idea for your current WIP.

Hmm. No. I'm holding this information incase I un-scrap the idea.

9. 🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?

I have a WILD backwards-reincarnation plot cooking in my head right now. I'm going to make the CANON the reincarnation and write a whole pre-canon/part reincarnation for my blorbos. And I am ITCHING to write it like it's no ones fucking business, but I'm determined to get some other projects off my plate first so that I can give it the attention that it rightfully deserves.

10. 🤡How many WIPS are you actively working on?

Hahahahaha...ha...ha... Well. You see...That's not an easy answer. Because I am not good at math and cannot count that high... But. In the last 30 days...Going off of WIPs that I've typed at least 500 words on... 11...

11. 🛠Is there a scene or anything in the WIP you are struggling with right now?

Yes 😎

12. ❤️Not a question, just a second Kudos to send.

Bless. You're too sweet my love ❤️

And now so I can spread the procrastination, I’m tagging...

@artsyunderstudy @shrekgogurt @buffy @j-nipper-95 @aristocratic-otter @cutestkilla @facewithoutheart @fatalfangirl @hushed-chorus @martsonmars @skeedelvee @thewholelemon @wellbelesbian @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @palimpsessed

#ask game #tag game #WIP #Current WIP #Writing #Fanfic #ask me anything #procrastination #AOT #Eruri #SNK #levi ackerman #erwin smith

[slut4thebroken]

Attention writers !!!

(Or anyone who uses google docs lol)

So for a while now I’ve been trying to find a new app to use because I literally have so many wips (around 160 JUST for cillian💀) and it gets overwhelming when I’m trying to look and see what I’m in the mood to write. Google drive helps organize them a little bit, but it’s not really enough imo.

So I came across an app called Obsidian. It’s a little tough to figure out honestly, but once you get the hang of it, it’s super easy. However, my little neurodivergent brain doesn’t like change lmao so I was really hesitant to switch over to that app completely because I like using Google docs for writing (Also Obsidian doesn’t have an underline option??? Lol). BUT I really really liked that you could have folders AND tags. But at the same time, you have to pay to use it across devices so I couldn’t transfer everything on my laptop from docs like I did when I tried using word. And also it did that thing where when you copy and paste from docs into somewhere else, the spacing between paragraphs gets fucked up and as I said before, I have 160+ fics… I’m not fucking going through each one and fixing the spacing😭 So I was about to just accept defeat and keep using docs, but then I literally came up with the best idea in the entire world🤭

TLDR: I don’t like google docs with how many wips I have and I needed an app with better organization than just what google drive offers. I finally found one and figured out a way to have it all organized and easy to find, but still let me write in docs (cause I don’t like change lmao)

Now I’m gonna explain how I use it lol

It has an option for “vaults.” So far I’ve made one for my cillian fics and one for all my c.ai bot stuff. I’m also gonna make one for dc stuff eventually lol but you get the idea

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In those vaults, you can have folders that the notes go in. Mine are just the characters I write for

〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️

So what I did was I made the note title whatever the doc was titled, added the tags, and then added the link to the original doc so when I click it, it opens it in the google docs app. (To add the link, open docs and stay on the “home page” don’t go in a specific document. Click the three dots next to the title and then click copy link and that’s it lol)

〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️

Also when you click on “files” above all of the folders, it takes you to this

〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️

Clicking on “tags” shows all of the tags you’ve used and you can click on one to find a fic. So if I’m in the mood to write angst, I’ll click the angst tag and it’ll show me all of my wips that have angst

〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️

You can also change the appearance to light/dark mode (I made it dark so you could see the contrast of the screen shot on this post but I’m just now realizing that ppl probably have tumblr in dark mode lmao. Whatever) and change the accent color to whatever you want.

You can also rearrange the order of the toolbar (above the keyboard). So I put the ones I use the most (tag, undo, redo, etc) in the front so I don’t have to scroll. You should explore the app too because there are a lot of things you can customize.

Anyway that’s pretty much it. I really recommend this method if you’re someone who has a lot of documents. It takes a while putting the existing docs in, but after that you just have to add them as you create new ones which barely takes any time at all

#writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writer stuff #writer help #idk how to tag this post lol

[hypnofantasma]

THE FANON GALLERIES

HI!! So, to celebrate my community and all of its fan creations and designs, i have created an ever-growing public gallery of sorts, called The Valziva (a Kraizenian central art gallery, at the center of every city)! I first shared it yesterday in my Discord server (linked below), but I'd figured I'd also share it for those off-server folk who are apart of the community!

Every artist/owner has their own folder, with each character having their own folder with art and refs and stuff! And in the owner's folder, you can also have an explanation doc, talking about and brainrotting about your characters, etc.

-

I have a method in the server for collecting submissions, but on here, it'll be a bit different.

If you'd like a character gallery in the folder (a Google drive, which is this: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/14bC8hBcqbD_7_bC5tnqCYsCpadkSlL-3 ), please do the following steps:

- 1) Go to @kenopsia-asks , and send an ask.

- 2) In the ask, tell me what you want your Owner Folder to be named.

- 3) In the ask me your fan Kenopsia characters, with their full names and images associated with them. Can be Kraizen, Omni, Were, Tether, anything! You can send them as raw images over Tumblr, or, you can send me a drive link with everything!

- 4) Optional but appreciated would be a Doc with information about the characters and their stories, as well as Toyhouse links and stuff.

-

If you have nameless characters, just lemme know and I'll toss em in anyway. I probably won't reply to the asks, but I'm PRETTY quick to get stuff added to the folders so just look within the hour and they'll likely be there! If they aren't, I likely got pulled away irl.

ANYWAY- I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS IDEA OF MINE!! This community has done so much for me, so I thought a showcase of everyone's wonderful art and designs and tales!! 💚💙💜❤️💚💙💜❤️

[goddesspharo]

Did I miss the end of “can’t fake what you can’t break up with”? Sorry if I haven’t, I just didn’t want to miss it 🤦🏻‍♀️🥴

Do you have anything else Hannix planned? I love how you write them 🥰

Thank you! You definitely did not miss the end of can't fake what you can't break up with because I'm still working on the final chapter. Work has been insane lately and I have, for whatever reason, been dragging my feet on Vegas AU by writing a bunch of other things instead. (Perhaps I don't want it to end or perhaps I'm just lazy.)

With regards to what's in the pipeline: I got distracted with the politics AU so there might be more of that at some point. Definitely plan on finishing a fraudulent zodiac too (cracked open the google doc and wrote a whole section the other day!). There's a Hannix space AU that I've pretty much got fully outlined and a few sections written.

Less solid/more long shot possibilities: The other day I stumbled my way into starting a mob AU (maybe) with a twinge of Bonnie & Clyde vibes? It is currently hanging out at Hangman punching people while wearing Brioni suits a la John Wick. Very early stages so might not be anything. There's also a Hannix-goes-on-vacation fic that I kind of want to write that exists as half an idea in my head. I may or may not write the time loop fic.

#ask me things #hannix #we can pretend there is a thought process behind any of this

[lottiecrabie]

am I missing something did you say why you’re retiring?? you will be missed you have served us well 😓✌🏼

i don’t think i’ve explained why! if you avidly read every single one of my asks you would know that i’ve toyed with the idea of discontinuing linecook the series and keep it as a one shot multiple times before, and that i’ve alluded to almost dropping off the face of the earth and retiring lottiecrabie during the summer. i’ve felt this way for some time now and i kept pushing it off and hoping it would eventually go away — or finding a miraculous bout of inspiration that chased those thoughts away. unfortunately, it wasn’t so.

the reason is honestly just that it doesn’t make me happy anymore. i’m unmotivated and uninterested. i usually flitter in and out of fandoms pretty often because i have momentary obsessions, and i believe this is one i’ve lasted the longest in, but i’m kinda over it now. i mean, i love the 1975, but i don’t want to write for them anymore. it doesn’t make me Buzz.

the thing that continued to fuel me for a while was the fact that i genuinely love writing and i love those stories, and i wanted to tell them, but it’s not enough to keep me going. i haven’t even opened my google doc since i posted pfms4 and that was more than two weeks ago.

i do want to finish pray for my soul still. first of all because i’m so close, and also because it would be extremely unsatisfying if i didn’t. it would also feel pretty full circle to end it there.

i don’t really know what i will do with this account. when i say i will retire i mostly mean i will retire my matty healy smut writer career. maybe i’ll find a new obsession and recycle this account. maybe i’ll hang around to talk to people. maybe i’ll still make blurb nights when i’m bored. anyway, all this retirement talk isn’t for until i’m Done with pfms5 and that, again, could very well take me forever.

#love you my sweets #you don’t have to miss me yet #ask

[jtownnn]

2023 fic wrap up <3

thanks for the tag @stormikins

Words written (published or not, WIPs totally count too!): published: 25, 805 words! wips: i truly have no idea. half of my stuff is on google docs and half is on dabble, it would take me forever to straighten it all out.

Smut scenes written (if applicable): two that are published (illicit affairs, my garrus/miranda fic) , but i think i have....at least four hanging out in my wips somewhere.

New things I tried: i actually started writing fic in january, so EVERYTHING is new to me. it's been wild.

Fic I spent the most time on: very easily the spice of life

Fic I spent the least time on: four fingers, which i wrote in one sitting

Favorite thing I wrote: the second chapter of illicit affairs, i think. i reread it the other day and had a moment of, "did i actually write this?"

Favorite thing I read: between strokes of night by @shivunin, wishes by @swaps55, kindred by @aevallare, and ceasefire by @rowanisawriter are the fics that i bookmarked this year that i've probably thought the most about

Writing goals for next year: i'm truly just here to have a good time but if i can write double what i did this year it will make me very happy.

i don't know who hasn't been tagged in this yet but if you see it and want to do it just say i tagged you <3

[recurring-polynya]

Writing/Art Update 8/8/2023

I tried to write this week, I really did. Mostly, I just ended up staring into my Google Doc, brain completely empty. I guess what happened is that late last week I wrote half of a long, gibberishy scene that was mostly an excuse for Renji to hang out with Rukia's maid, Mikan, because I love their "Do it for Rukia!!" energy. Then I got...stuck? Bored? I don't know, but I had trouble making progress, so I started working on the Hueco Mundo smut again 💀. Weirdly, that actually got me a little unstuck, and I managed to write a little more of the Renji - Mikan scene (which is still gibberish, but now there is more of it).

Total Damage: Ductwork: +1575 (19,403) HM smut: [phone])

As I mentioned last week, I signed up for a drawing club thing, and so far, I have done two tutorials and messed around with a new set of brushes I got. I know it doesn't sound like much, but I'm glad to be doing a little drawing again. I'm hoping to have an Art Growth Fall, even if it's just for me.

Also I did some Posts, which I'm happy about. I feel like I've really fallen away from my true calling, Posting.

I am going on vacation starting this weekend, so I may or may not do this update next week. I am hoping that I will have some time/energy to write on vacation, but I really have no idea. Please all think of me fondly while you are watching Rukia's magnificent bankai and I am stuck in a car for five hours with children.

#writing update #art update

[that-random-one]

I Don't Believe You

Kaminari Denki x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Implied Cheating

Date Posted: 12/11/22

A/N: This was 10 pages on Google Docs, and I hated every sentence of it. Here I am, still posting it so I can look back and be deeply embarrassed about it like I do with everything else💀💀 I haven’t posted in like a year or two lmao. It’s probably gonna take me another year to post something else😭😭 Anyway, enjoy my attempt at angst.

Also there's still people following me or liking my stuff here and there and I get so confused when I see it😭💀 Like I'm judging you so hard cause some of that stuff be making me cringe😭😭 I love you tho cause you put yourself through that and still decide to show that you liked it💀💀

You huffed, glaring at Denki, who was obviously lying, "I don't believe you."

"Well, you should, Babe. Trust is a good thing to have in a relationship," Denki said matter-of-factly.

"Sorry if I'm not trusting you right now when you're lying to me," You irritatedly muttered while glaring at Denki.

Denki faked a gasp pretending to be offended, "My dear, sweet, absolutely drop fucking dead gorgeous, Y/n, you don't believe me?! I feel betrayed. Take it back and say you love me. I might forgive you then."

You felt your eyebrow twitch, "You realize that I know you're lying because you have crumbs all over your face and clothes, right? I'm not blind."

Denki looked down at his sweatshirt that, as you said, had crumbs all over it. He wiped his face with his sleeve and gave you a nervous smile.

"Sorry?"

You decided that having Denki get you more of your food is an acceptable apology, "Buy me more, and I'll let you sleep on the bed tonight."

Denki knew you were lying about you not letting him not sleep on the bed. You would never admit it, but without him, you wouldn't be able to sleep. If you did manage to fall asleep, it would be out of pure exhaustion, and you wouldn't sleep well anyways. He knows it's selfish, but he can't help but be happy that you can't sleep without him. It makes him feel like no matter what, he's needed. He felt guilty for eating your food. So, of course, he's going to get you more.

"Gladly," He stood up and shook the crumbs off his sweatshirt. He walked over and kissed your forehead.

Just as he turned to leave, you stopped him, "Hang on, you overgrown man child," you walked closer to Denki and swiped your thumb across his lip, "You missed a spot."

Denki giggled and grabbed your hand. He pulled you to the door without much resistance. There was no way he was going to the store alone when he could spend those valuable minutes soaking up your presence.

~~~~~~~~~

"Denki. Don't you dare," You warned.

"What? I have no idea what you're talking about," He feigned innocence. He adjusted the grip on his water balloon.

Everyone was surprisingly off today from their hero duties. And by everyone, you mean the Bakusquad. You all planned on hanging out and relaxing on your shared day off. It was going well until Mina and Denki showed up with buckets filled with water balloons and threw one at Bakugou's head. It exploded on impact, and even though the ash blonde had mellowed out since high school, his temper was still unleashed.

This started a water balloon fight, and currently, you have run out of water balloons to throw. Denki, on the other hand, had one in each hand.

You have been lucky and haven't gotten hit yet. You didn't feel like being soaked in water, so your dodging skills were at their max. Unfortunately, Denki pushed you into a corner, and you couldn't escape.

"Please?" You offered, hoping it would convince him not to throw the water balloon at you.

Denki let out a small laugh, "Nope."

He threw the balloon at you, making you gasp from the sudden coldness. A giant wet spot was formed where you were hit, and you felt your shirt start to stick to you. You immediately scrunched up your nose in discomfort. You knew asking him not to do it would be a long shot, but at least you could say you tried. Kind of.

"Babe, don't make that face. You're making me feel bad," Denki pouted at the uncomfortable expression you wore.

"Good. I hope you feel bad. Now I'm cold because of you," You stuck your tongue out at him. He knew you weren't actually mad at him. Annoyed? Definitely. Mad? No.

That's when you felt something whack your face. It was soft, warm, and a little damp. When you inhaled, you smelled Denki's signature cologne. It wasn't too strong that it made your nose burn, but not too weak that you couldn't smell it. It was your favorite cologne of his. Even after all these years, it still makes your heart flutter.

You pulled the hoodie away from your face and put it on. You looked up at Denki to say 'thanks' but saw that he was slightly blushing. 

"Ya know, I love when you wear my clothes, right?"

"It's been mentioned before."

"Oh. Well, I'll tell you again. I love you in my clothes. You look so adorable, and I just wanna cuddle you all day," Denki pulled you into his arms and started waddling backward with you, away from all the chaos.

You both forgot that you were in the middle of a water war and jumped when you were hit with a water balloon courtesy of Mina.

"You guys are so adorable, it's disgusting, and I hate it," She playfully glared at the two of you. 

"Oh, you don't even get to talk. Last time I checked, you and a certain redhead were just as disgustingly adorable," You shot a playful glare back at her.

"Touche," Mina quickly ran off to her next target.

"Aw, man. Now your sweater is wetter than before," you pouted at Denki. He threw his head back and let out a laugh that you could feel vibrating from his chest. When he finally calmed down, he gave you a sweet peck on the lips and dragged you back into the water balloon fight with him.

~~~~~~~

You unlocked the door leading into your shared apartment with Denki. You had just finished your shift, and you were tired. You were ready to go to your bed and never wake up again.

You opened the door and walked inside. You went through all the motions of getting ready for bed on autopilot. When you finally came to, you were walking into the kitchen. You decided eating before going to bed might be a good idea.

After eating, you wandered into your bedroom. You paused at what you saw, or more like, what you didn't see. Denki wasn't in your shared bed sleeping or on his phone.

You furrowed your eyebrows. Where is he? Well, you did show up later than usual. Denki always got off a few hours before you, but it also meant he started a few hours before you. 

He was probably at Sero's house hanging out with him or sleeping. He probably got bored waiting for you to get home or was too tired to get himself back home, so he went there and lost track of time. He and Sero have the same work schedule, so it's not unusual.

You sighed and climbed under your blankets. Thankfully, you were exhausted, so you could fall asleep without needing Denki. Still, that didn't stop the cold, empty feeling in the pit of your stomach from not having him hold you.

~~~~~~~

“Hey, you've reached Kaminari Denki's phone. I'll get back to you when I can,” You sighed after hearing the beginning of Denki's voicemail again. 

“Wow, listen to him. He sounds so grown up,” You could hear Mina in the background pitch in. 

“I am a grown-up, Mina! I can take care of myself perfectly fine,” Denki whined. 

“Barely. You'd die within a few weeks if Y/n wasn't there to take care of you,” You never fail to snort at the jab Bakugou makes at your boyfriend. 

“Whatever. Leave a message at the beep.“

Then right before the message ends, you can hear Mina in the background. “Beeeeeeeep.”

"Hey, Denks. It's me... Again. Sorry to bug you even more than I already have, but I'm wondering when you're coming home. I know it's your day off, so you're probably with Sero, but I managed to get off a few hours early from my shift. I wanted to spend some time together. I want to see you. Honestly, it feels like it's been forever since we've actually talked to each other. Anyways, I think I'm rambling now. Call me back, please. I love you."

You ended the voicemail before you continued to ramble on. Denki had always been out while you were home, whether he was with his friends or at work. It was always the same the other way around when he was home.

It's not like you expected him to sit at home and wait for you, but he's been out more recently. You gnawed on your lip as thoughts raced through your mind. You got up from the couch that you and Denki picked out together. 

You remember that day vividly. You had just rented out the apartment and had no furniture. Only a mattress, lying in the middle of the master bedroom since you both were too lazy to move anywhere else. You both haven't had enough time to go furniture shopping. When you finally got a shared day off, Denki dragged you to different furniture stores, excited to finally have a shared living space for only the both of you.

You spent the day telling him that you were not buying furniture related to Pikachu. Instead, you bought matching Pikachu onesies you wore the first night in your now fully decorated apartment as you munched on some Chinese takeout.

You smiled at the memory as you flopped into your bed. Taking a nap sounded perfect to you at the moment. As you pulled the covers over yourself, you thought of more happy memories you shared with Denki. It helped you sleep better without him, but it wasn't enough to make the cold, empty feeling leave completely.

~~~~~~~

You woke up with a jolt. You had heard someone open the door to your apartment. It was barely anything, but enough to make you a bit anxious. You quickly got out of bed and opened the door leading out of your bedroom. Your Pro Hero instinct kicked in. You kept your breathing quiet and your footsteps quieter. You felt the familiar feeling of your quirk as you prepared to use it at any given moment. 

You saw that the kitchen light was on and furrowed your eyebrows. You saw a figure leaning on the counter, drinking a glass of water. You instantly knew who that figure belonged to and relaxed, your pulse steadily lowering. You looked at the clock on the microwave to check the time.

"Denki? Why are you coming home at 2 in the morning?" You gently whispered so you wouldn't scare him. Your actions went in vain as you saw him jump in surprise and whip his head in your direction.

"Ah, Y/n. You scared me." Denki let out a low chuckle at the mini heart attack he almost had. "Sorry, did I wake you up? I swear I made sure that I was quiet."

"It's fine. Where were you, though? It's not like you come home at 2 a.m. unless you have a shift. I know you had today, yesterday technically, off."

"Ah, um… I was… working. I picked up an extra shift."

You nodded in acknowledgment. You walked up to him, keeping eye contact. He looked nervous. He had a look in his eyes that said he was lying. He had the same look when he tried to throw you a surprise birthday party last year. Only this time, there was something that could only be called guilt laced in his beautiful electric eyes that you adored. What was he guilty about? Why was he lying to you in the first place?

"Yeah, I do. I'm gonna shower first, though." You heard him say quietly. You listened to the gentle clinking of his empty glass of water being set in the sink. His footsteps got quieter as they receded into the room you emerged from only a few minutes ago.

"Yeah, I do. I'm gonna shower first, though." You heard him say as he put his empty glass of water in the sink. He then left, heading into the room you emerged from only a few minutes ago.

You were thinking incorrectly, right? You're just tired from being woken up after falling asleep. It's Denki we're talking about here. There's no way. Is there? He probably just forgot to give you a kiss or a hug after coming home too.

You smelt alcohol coming from Denki. That's not it, though. You also smelt a hint of perfume. You know you don't own that perfume. It was perfume you actually hate the smell of. Maybe he was with Mina, and some of her perfume got stuck on his clothes. No, that's not it. Once when you were shopping with Mina, you remember smelling that perfume. You both hated the smell of it. She would never buy something she hated.

You couldn't stop your mind from racing. You couldn't stop your heart from beating fast. You couldn't stop your breaths from becoming shallow and irregular. You couldn't stop the lump in your throat from forming and the burning behind your eyes. And you most certainly could not have stopped from your heart breaking at the next thought your wretched mind brought you.

It's not yours or Mina's perfume, so who does that perfume belong to? He knows you're fine with him having female friends, so why did he try to hide it?

~~~~~~~

It's been weeks, and you have been a busy person. On purpose? Definitely. You've been trying to push the fact that Denki might be cheating on you so far in the back of your brain that you'll forget about it. 

It works for a while, but then you get time to think. It could be in the shower, driving, making food or coffee, or lying in bed trying to fall asleep. Denki usually wasn't there beside you sleeping, but whenever he was, it made things worse. How can someone be so close, yet so far away?

You've had a massive headache from the lack of sleep you've been suffering from. You feel like shit, but then again, what's new? 

You arrive at your apartment door and pull your key out of your pocket. You always find it interesting that you never struggle to unlock the door like others. You're never sitting in the hallway trying to get the key into the keyhole. It makes you laugh a little when you see someone struggling to get their key in the hole.

You tiredly open the door, ready to just crash. Maybe you'll get more than a few hours of sleep this time. Wow. You sound like your mother whenever she comes back from a double shift.

You step into your apartment and notice Denki's shoes at the entryway. You also notice the obnoxiously bright yellow shoes next to his. You don't move a muscle, and suddenly you're inspecting everything with your eyes and listening for any little noise.

You hear a laugh, two, actually. One is obviously Denki's laugh, a laugh that used to fill your chest with warmth and never failed to make you smile. A laugh that you now can't help but feel anxious hearing. The other laugh sounds so sweet, so kind, so gentle. Like a melody to your ears that you can't help but wish to hear again. A siren's song. You couldn't help your curiosity. You peeked your head around the corner to see Denki. You tried to look at her features, but all you could focus on was the way he smiled so brightly, looking at her. She was his world. She was the love of his life. It hurts more knowing that it used to be you on the receiving end of that smile. You feel like you're about to taste the food you barely ate today all over again.

You let out a quiet breath as you hid behind the wall again. You don't even feel like crying anymore. You've been through the grief, the anger, the tears, the guilt, and the what-ifs. You just feel hurt and tired and ready for this to be over. You slowly back up and gently close the door. There's a soft click as the door closes, but it's not loud enough for the pair inside to hear over their conversation.

You turn around, not bothering to lock the door. You slowly made your way to the elevator and hit the button, taking you to the first floor. Once you get to the lobby, you head to one of the couches and plop down on one.

You've decided you're not going to put yourself through this anymore. Once the girl with the beautiful laugh and the obnoxiously bright yellow shoes that she can probably pull off leaves, you'll head into the apartment she spent god knows how long in and pack your stuff up. 

While you wait, you'll look for another place to live. You pull out your phone and start looking around at different apps. Maybe a small house with an extra bedroom for someone to crash in. Maybe another apartment. Maybe a mansion halfway across the world. Or a one-way ticket into the fucking sun. Or maybe you could call someone you're close to and crash on their couch for a couple of days. You'll probably end up crashing with Mina for a week or two while you find a place. Or maybe you'll just become her roommate. Then again, she lives with Eiji. That would be a little weird. A smitten couple trying not to be smitten because their friend got cheated on by one of their other friends. Yeah, no, not weird at all.

You've been looking at houses, apartments, and offers from people who need a roommate for about 2 hours now. You're still sitting in the lobby waiting for the girl with the beautiful laugh and obnoxious yellow shoes to come down. You had started convincing yourself that this girl was Denki's new PR manager or his PR manager's assistant going over interviews. Or maybe she was an event planner that's helping him plan your birthday that's coming up. Five months seems a little early to start planning your birthday, though. Then again, you don't think Denki would look at his PR manager like that.

That's when you see them. They're blinding, and they demand attention. You look up at the face those obnoxiously yellow pair of shoes belong to, and your breath hitches in your throat. She's gorgeous, and it crushed any hopes of her being ugly. The way her perfectly curled brown hair falls down just past her shoulder without a strand misplaced, or the beautiful soft, lime green eyes she has. She looks around curiously and makes eye contact with your own. Anyone would fall in love seeing how she sends a soft smile and a small wave your way. You stared at her and the perfect way she walked. She has confidence. The way her perfectly shaped eyebrows lift up in surprise and her long eyelashes flutter as she notices your disinterest in her. She's used to being looked at, which makes sense. Look at her. She's practically perfect. Although the feeling of crying comes back instantly to you as she looks away from your intense gaze and speed walks off, not before pulling the sleeves from her hoodie down to cover her hands and sliding them into her pockets makes you feel like shit. Your chest tightens when you finally realize why that hoodie looked so familiar. 

It was Denki's hoodie, but not just any of his hoodies. It was the hoodie that he gave to you during the water balloon fight. It was the hoodie you slept countless nights in. It was the hoodie you bought him because he wouldn't stop talking about it when you were still just friends. It was the hoodie Denki confessed to you in and asked you to be his girlfriend. It was his favorite hoodie. It was your favorite hoodie. It was now a hoodie given to some random girl that Denki was cheating on you with. It was now her favorite hoodie too. It was now the hoodie you hated the most.

"Don't be so naive, Y/n. It's just a hoodie, after all," you muttered out loud. You got up from the chair you occupied for the last 2 hours. You took your time as you made your way back to your shared apartment. 

"Come on, Y/n. Just go in there, grab your shit, and leave. No talking necessary," you tried to hype yourself up before you went inside. Taking a deep breath, you pulled out your key and unlocked the door. Denki probably locked it when he showed his new, pretty girlfriend out. You took one last deep breath and walked inside the apartment. You gently shut the door behind you and set your keys down. You keep your shoes on, knowing you'll be leaving in a bit anyway. You walk into the living room to see Denki lying on the couch, scrolling through something on his phone. You stay quiet as you ignore him and walk to your shared bedroom.

"Oh hey, Baby," Denki said as he saw you walk past him.

"Hey," you muttered and continued to walk. You held back a scoff. Baby? He probably called her that too.

Denki furrowed his eyebrows at your response. It's not like you were jumping onto him every time you saw each other, but you never dismissed him like that. You would always stop and kiss him before you did whatever you planned. Concerned, Denki followed you into your shared room. He paused when he saw you grabbing bags out of the closet and setting them on the bed.

"Umm, Y/n? What are you doing?"

You bit your lip to keep the tears that automatically activated when you heard his voice at bay. You continued opening drawers, taking your stuff out to put into the bags.

Denki was confused. Why were you acting like this? Did someone get hurt? Are you going on a trip he forgot about? Denki's anxiety grew with each second you didn't answer his questions. He finally had enough and stopped you.

"Y/n, what's going on? Is there anything I can do to help?" He tried making eye contact, but you didn't even look at him. When you finally did, he wished you didn't.

"Let go of me."

Your voice was so cold. The look in your eyes was unbothered, but he caught a glimpse of betrayal and sadness. His heart rate picked up. This was real. 

"Y/n, what happened?" Denki whispered in a shaky voice. The thought of losing you brought him to tears.

As for you, your sadness grew into anger. You couldn't stop the words from tumbling out of your mouth, "You know damn well what happened, Kaminari!" You ripped your arm away from him as you turned to face him before continuing, "I have been dealing with your bullshit for months. I let you crawl into bed with me after you spent hours with some woman doing god knows what. I let you kiss me with the same lips you kissed her, and I'm sick of it. I'm done, Kaminari! I can't believe I sat in the lobby for two fucking hours just for you guys to finish your little date. You left me heartbroken and numb, and I won't stay here and feel this way anymore."

Denki looked at you with wide eyes, completely caught off guard by your rant. The words finally processed I'm his head as you continued throwing your stuff in bags. 

 "No, no, no. It's not what you think. I swear. Please, please, Y/n. Stop and listen to me," Denki's voice cracked as he begged.

You couldn't help your curiosity. You wanted to know what shit excuse he would give you, "Go ahead. Explain."

"Y/n, baby, she's been helping me plan how I was going to propose to you," Denki reached out to touch your cheek but stopped when he watched you flinch back. He felt like throwing up, but he knew he had to get it all out, "I knew that I wanted to marry you in U.A. You believed in me when everyone else just made fun of me. You're the love of my life. I wouldn't do something like that to you, I swear."

You stared at him, and you felt sick. You opened and closed your mouth. The words wouldn't come out.

"You have to believe me. Please say something," Denki had tears streaming down his face. He sniffled and held your face in his hands while he rested his forehead on yours. You both stayed there for a moment. The silence is overbearing and practically killing Denki. Denki heard you draw in a deep breath. Moths were flying in his stomach, waiting for your words 

“I don't believe you," you stepped away from Denki's hold and finished packing your last bag.

Denki couldn't do anything but watch. He watched as the woman he loved walked out of their shared bedroom with bags hanging over her shoulders. He watched as the woman he loved left her key to their shared apartment on the kitchen counter. He watched as the door clicked shut behind the woman he loved. He didn't know how long he was standing there as the tears never seemed to stop.

"Fucking hell," Denki muttered to himself as he pulled out the small black velvet box from his pocket. He opened it and looked at the stone glistening in the light sitting atop the engagement band. He couldn't hold back the mournful laugh that ripped through his throat. They quickly turned into sobs.

#this is a trainwreck #i was fr sad when i wrote part of it tho #denki was done dirty😔😔 #bnha x y/n #bnha x you #bnha x reader #denki kaminari x you #denki kaminari x reader #denki x reader #kaminari denki x reader #denki angst #mha x y/n #mha x you #mha x reader #i forgot how much i hate tagging

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Pairing: Demon Lloyd Hansen/ Reader

Summary: Going to hang out with your friends on Halloween but what ends up happening is anything but normal.

Word Count: 3,448

Warnings: Smut,rough sex, sex with a demon, dub con (reader consents but is initially wary) use of pet names, Dom/sub vibes,P in V, Oral Sex (female receiving), swearing,blood,gore, violence, Demon Lloyd Hansen (he’s a warning ok)

Thank you to @jessybarnes my Tumblr bestie for the wonderful bingo card,@firefly-graphics for the consent divider and @saradika for the wonderful dividers and reblog dividers.

(Sorry this is WAY after October but I plan to upload more from this bingo board for Do It Up December. Also all mistakes are mine and mine alone google docs can only fix so much lol)

After working you wanted nothing more than to get home, put on your softest pj's and watch something and crash, hard. But your friends had planned a sort of Halloween thing and you were practically forced to go, sighing you sent your friends a text letting them know you wanted to change and grab some snacks before heading over. Putting down your phone you made your way to the bedroom and changed into what you called “lazy” clothes, a simple pair of leggings and a t-shirt. Heading back out you grab the snacks you purchased a few days ago and bagged them before grabbing your phone and purse just in case and locking the door behind you. Walking the short distance to your friends house you had no idea it would be the last time things would ever be the same.

Walking up to your friend's house you frowned seeing no lights on “The hell?” taking out your phone you notice your original message was never opened, banging on the door you sigh “Hey this isn’t funny! Open the damn door! Bunch of morons….” Sighing, you slide your phone into your back pocket and glance around, finding the “special” rock you slide a key out from under it and open the front door. Walking in you glance around “Guys? If you're planning on scaring me I’m going to leave!”

Mumbling to yourself you walk further into the room, frowning you trip over something and stumble falling to the floor “What the hell” Your pants feel wet and your frown increases, moving to stand your hand slips on something. Turning on a nearby lamp a scream slides out of your mouth as you finally take in the scene around you, all your friends are dead laying lifeless and mutilated on the floor. Scrambling to get up all you end up doing is covering yourself in their blood and some vicera, fighting the urge to gag you manage to press into a corner.

Standing shakily you realize you were in a giant pentagram “The fuck happened here?!?!” Suddenly you hear a low chuckle and a voice “Well you see Sunshine you fuck around with things you don’t understand and well shit happens” Eyes wide you turn towards where the voice came from seeing nothing but darkness, swallowing hard you look at your hand seeing it covered in blood. “Aww first time seeing this much blood Sunshine? Good thing you weren’t here for the real fun….it got even messier”

Shaking your head you eye the door and hear someone clicking their tongue “I wouldn’t recommend that Sunshine, would really hate to kill you for something silly” Swallowing you shiver slightly “Well I would rather not stay uh here…pretty sure I’m going to puke” You hear velvety laughing making you shiver again “How about we talk about things somewhere less likely to make you throw up? Because we have a lot to discuss Sunshine” Mutely nodding you close your eyes and feel a hot breeze.

“Go on Sunshine, open those pretty eyes, you're safe for now” Slowly you open your eyes and see your back at your place frowning,you glance around seeing nobody “Uh thanks? Where are you?” More laughter this time much closer, turning quickly you see nobody. “Now the question Sunshine is, do you want to see the real me or the form I use the most?” Swallowing you, think for a second “Can I see your real form?” You can almost feel him smirk as he answers “Sure Sunshine if you think your pretty little head can handle it”

Nodding knowing he will see it you clear your throat before answering slightly annoyed “I wouldn’t have asked if I couldn’t handle it” This time the laugh sounds darker and almost sinister “You always such a spitfire Sunshine? Most of the times when people act like that with me it doesn’t go well, kind of like your friends, but you I don’t mind it. Does that mean I’ll keep liking it? Who knows” Again you can almost feel him at you neck smirking, goosebumps form on your skin as you wait for whatever is going to come next.

Suddenly the air feels charged, almost electric and it makes you want to close your eyes again and huddle into the corner. But you don’t do either, keeping your eyes focused to where you think the voice is coming from you slowly see a figure moving. The darkness manages to keep him well hidden until he steps out, the first thing you notice is the legs. Long and lean but muscular you frown slightly until you see the hooves, your eyes widen and he grins stepping out more. His torso is the same as his legs lean but muscular, thick arms and even larger hands draw your attention.

You’re both fascinated and horrified at the same time, you hear him chuckle drawing your attention back to his face. You would have gasped if you had any air in your lungs, his chest was broad and wide but not comically so. His face is what had you speechless, he was handsome and it made you imagine some sort of greek statue of one of the gods. His short black hair was meticulously groomed along with the mustache, taking another look you realized there were horns on the top of his head.

“Well this has got to be a first Sunshine, normally this is the point where people beg, plead, and offer whatever they have for me to leave and right now you're eyeing me like I’m the last piece of pie” You swallow and notice a tail moving behind him, sitting up you lean to get a better look making him laugh again “All you have to do is ask Sunshine, I don’t bite well not yet at least” He winks at you and you find yourself blushing at it, turning his tail flicks out almost annoyed. Then you notice the wings and you find yourself suddenly up and moving closer to him.

“Well aren’t you just a fascinating person Sunshine, well go on and get a good look if it will sate your curiosity” Licking your lips you are almost touching him, the heat radiating off of him is almost too much and yet not enough, reaching your hand out you gently touch his arm. The skin is soft, softer than it looks and your hands move to touch his horns. They feel just like how horns should, frowning as you move to his wings touching them almost cautiously. “Don’t be getting shy on me now Sunshine”

You nod slightly and gently stroke the wing, you hear him make a noise and you look at him with a blush creeping up on your face. He winks at you and you quickly turn away from him and lightly touch where his tail connects to him, and you swear you hear him groan “Sunshine I get your curious but better what what your touching” Pulling your hand away quickly you find yourself apologizing “Uh sorry….I don’t know how to ask this nicely so I’m just going to ask, what are you?”

He smiles and gently takes your hand kissing the top of it. “Some call me Lloyd, well the ones I like do” You nod “And the ones you don’t like?” He grins and you see the sharp canine teeth “Oh they don’t get to talk Sunshine and trust me when I say you would rather have me like you” You nod knowing he’s right “And for what I am, well I’m a demon. Your little friends were playing with a Ouija board thinking they were having a good time, well they did until they didn’t. See, messing with something like that is already stupid but messing with one and thinking you know what you’re doing well it gets you killed.”

You nod knowing that it was a dumb idea to play with anything that “opened” doors “That explains you but what happened to my friends?” Lloyd grins again “Oh they thought they could control me, guess they figured out real fast that wasn’t happening. And I don’t take too well to being controlled so I killed them” You should feel upset, mad, hell even sad but they got what they deserved. Who in the hell thinks they can control an ACTUAL demon? You look at him suddenly “Uh why haven’t you killed me then?”

Lloyd moves closer to you, almost touching but not quite, you could smell what smelled like a very expensive cologne and it made you want to press closer to him, nuzzle into his neck. Shaking your head slightly you look at him and see his smug smirk “Well you see Sunshine I came here because of you, these idiots happened to just be here.” You look up at him confused “Me? I don’t understand” Again Lloyd moved closer now touching you ever so slightly “Oh Sunshine have you forgotten already?”

“You’ve played with a Ouija board yourself a time or two haven’t you? But unlike these idiots you actually know what you're doing with one, and I have been watching you for such a very long time and I figured it was time to pay you a proper visit. And what a better time than Halloween when the veil is at its most thin, so here I am and here you are.” Suddenly you remember playing on a Ouija board as a little girl having the best time, and then once again as a party trick in college. 

“Ahh she finally remembers! Little did you know you summoned me Sunshine and now that I’m here I have some ideas about what we can do” The last part makes you shiver, your body reacting and you close your eyes to try and collect yourself. “And what are your ideas?” You cringe slightly hearing how breathy your voice sounds, there was no way you were getting turned on by a demon who had literally just murdered your friends. Lloyd laughs this time a full laugh and if it doesn’t make you clench and your pretty sure he knows it “See I knew you would be receptive to this Sunshine”

“And for the record my ideas are exactly what you think they are, I have  been waiting for this moment for years and after the long wait I can’t find myself wanting to be patient any more” You should move away from him but you instead move closer “Stop making me do this!” You feel Lloyds hand move through your hair “Oh Sunshine I’m not doing anything to you … well not yet at least, this is all you for the moment and I suggest just enjoying it. Now let’s take this somewhere more comfortable” You close your eyes and feel a thumb tracing your lips opening your mouth slightly. You take the thumb into your mouth and suck on it gently.

“So eager aren’t you Sunshine, but I need a taste first, it's only fair after such a long time waiting for you” You have no time to react,and suddenly you're thrown onto your bed and staring up at the ceiling and a hand pulling off your pants and panties. You can feel him looking at you and you feel the urge to squirm, your shirt is suddenly off and you're now totally bare. Grinning Lloyd looks you over and licks his lips “Well so far this has been worth the wait Sunshine, now I suggest you stay still wouldn’t want to accidentally hit something. Would hate for you to bleed out or die”

You nod and it seems like an eternity until you feel him touching you, he runs his hands up your legs and you feel one his claws gently tracing a pattern. Moving higher up he spreads your legs open and you let out a soft whimper but he hears it smirking “Well look at this, someone is excited to have a demon defile her, I knew you were worth the wait Sunshine” You feel his mouth suddenly at your core and you tense before you feel the first lick at your folds,almost hesitant as if testing you, gasping you realize his tongue is forked and you have the urge to want to feel it deep inside of you.

“Oh I intend to Sunshine no worries just lay there and behave like a good girl and maybe we can both enjoy this'' Giving you no warning he begins to eat you out like a starving man at a buffet, you try your hardest to no succeed in enjoying it but it's been too long and it feels too good and soon enough you find yourself moaning and grinding into his needy mouth. Lloyd smirks and takes your clit into his mouth sucking hard as his forked tongue licks and laps at every spot it can. You try your hardest to stay and not enjoy this but your body is telling a different story “Mmm Sunshine I can feel you clenching around me”

You blush trying to shake your head but you know he’s right, a low needy whimper slides out of your throat making him chuckle his tongue moving deeper. Your eyes close and you arch again sweat pools on your forehead as you're ravished by his sinful tongue and mouth, his mustache rubs against your walls sends a jolt into your very core. You feel the coil tightening and soon you hear yourself begging him to let you cum “Please….” the word tumbles out of your mouth, shaky and hoarse. One of his clawed hands grip your hips harder, puncturing the skin but you're too far gone to notice or care.

“Oh Sunshine you taste divine and the begging well I’m almost tempted to let you cum just because it was so good, but we have lots of time and I want to explore you fully” Letting his tongue continue to lap at your juices he looks up at you, and you moan seeing his mustache wet with your arousal. Large fat tears roll down your face as all the sensations become too much “Need to cum! Please!” Lloyd looks at you and strokes your cheek smirking “Aww Sunshine is it too much for you? Let me help you” Your gaze moves down to see his thick hard cock nudging your core, your eyes widen and a sliver of panic sets in “That will not fit!” Lloyd laughs and smirks “I appreciate the compliment but it will I’ll make sure of it Sunshine”

You feel him thick and hot pushing harder and you find yourself opening your legs wider for him, your hand moving to your clit rubbing it as you moan loudly “Fuck Sunshine look at you going to make  you mine, well you were already mine this seals the deal” Gripping your hips you feel him slam into you fully taking the breath from your lungs, the stretch brings tears to your eyes but that soon give way to unrivaled pleasure. As he thrusts into you, your eyes close and your hips grind into him pushing him deeper “Oh god, I’m so close!” Leaning down to look at you he smirks but there is another look within his eyes but your too far gone to appreciate it “I’m going to fill you up Sunshine and you’ll never be alone again I swear it”

His thrusts become more and more erratic as he slams into you, your body bouncing as his hand continues to grip your hips, his free hand rubs your clit and you almost scream his name “Can I cum please? Please please please!” Lloyd grunts with each thrust and chuckles “How can I deny you when you ask you pretty Sunshine, go on and coat my cock and I’ll fill you up nice and full. You nod and feel him thrusting faster and harder, his hand rubs your clit faster and the coil inside of you snaps, with a loud moan you shout his name as your orgasm crashes into you. You can vaguely feel him throb and twitch as he buries himself deep, pulling you up he kisses you hard and you can taste yourself in his mouth. He smirks and his voice is low, almost a growl as whispers into your ear “You’re mine Sunshine forever” You feel his claw like nails moving along your skin leaving hot angry scratches behind making you whimper softly.

Lloyd grins and bites down on your lower lip as you hear him growl, his cock jerks hard and he explodes and ropes of his thick seed pump into you. You can feel every bit of it being pumped into you and you find yourself moaning loudly, black spots fill your vision as you finally accept this. Wrapping your legs around him, he smirks and holds you close to him as he continues to thrust and fill you. Your eyes drift close and you hear him laugh “Aww wore you out Sunshine? Get some sleep I’ll make sure you're nice and full” You sag into him feeling him continuing to pound into you.

Waking after what seems like hours, you feel someone stroking your hair.. Groaning softly you press into a warm body and your eyes shoot open and you glance around trying to get your bearings, hearing a soft chuckle you look at the man stroking your hair “About time you woke up Sunshine, I thought maybe I had actually broken you” You glance at him and talk but your voice is raspy and hoarse from moaning “Lloyd?” He smirks and nods “The one and only Sunshine, and now you’ve seen both my forms. This one is less fun but also less likely to have a mob on my hands” Looking him over he looked almost the same, minus the horns,tail and cloven hooves you almost liked this form better.

“I’m wounded Sunshine and here I thought you loved my horns and tail, now shall we discuss things?” You nod slowly, your body feels like a semi ran over it then backed over it about a hundred times “Alright uh what things are we discussing?” Lloyd smirks and you catch the faintest glimpse of fang “Your marriage arrangement to myself of course” Your eyes widen and you're suddenly very much awake “My whatnow?!” Laughing Lloyd looks at you and the room feels suddenly smaller and darker a chill moving through your body “Aww Sunshine you’re breaking my demonic heart here, see little did you know that when you played with those Ouija boards you had actually made a vow to me that one day you would be mine, and well here we are.”

You look at him shocked. “What?” Lloyd strokes your cheek and smiles “See should have been paying better attention Sunshine, see when you were graciously giving me orgasm after orgasm I was reciting what comes down to a marriage pact and when you were moaning my name and calling me god that is what sealed the literal deal. Don’t deny that you wanted this Sunshine, some darker part of you did, your life was nothing and at least now you have me. Besides, the only way out of this is if I break the contract but we both know we don’t want that.” You stare at him before realizing his words are true, you did want this well not this exactly but you wanted more.

“So what happens now?” Lloyd grins and places a kiss on your bare shoulder trailing a long jagged scratch with a smirk. “Well Sunshine I stay here with you, and after 3 months when the wedding happens you get to come with me forever” You swallow hard and he kisses your cheek whispering softly “I can feel your tension from here Sunshine but you’ll fit into your role, I have no doubt about that. Now you relax and let me take care of you” You nod slowly letting everything sink in, realizing that things were definitely different … and you hoped that you could handle it.

#chris evans #chris evans character x reader #chris evans character fanfiction #chris evans characters #lloyd hansen #lloyd hansen smut #lloyd hansen x reader #lloyd hansen x you #lloyd hansen x y/n #lloyd hansen x fic #demon lloyd hansen #dark lloyd hansen #smuttober #this is so late I'm so sorry

[wheelcr]

hiii how are you? can you talk more about finn in ur actress dr? like what does he do in his free time or what you usually do together? I'm sooo in love with him♡

-🧚

hii nonie! i'm doing good! a lil sleepy ngl but i'm fine. also!! i can totally understand why you're in love w bambi jdhdjd i am too </3

generally, i know finn listens to music a lot. everytime i go on discord his spotify status is always displaying some country or rock song from the 80's, even when we're together he always just has to have his earphones in or he goes like batshit and starts getting really anxious hshdn

he also likes to play basketball and skate! yes, he's tried to do both at the same time on several occasions. he once facetimed me to show off him and his roommate at a basketball court, tried to shoot a hoop from behind him and just completely embarrassed himself in front of me, i was screen recording and obv i posted it to twitter ( with his consent ofc )

i know that he's a huge music geek. he's always on his guitar, always mixing stuff on his little interface thingy which is too intimidating and complicated for me to even try and understand. most of the time when he leaves his laptop on when we hang out i just see like a music editor or like google docs w notes and lyrics open, sometimes it concerns me bc hello?? do you even sleep???

lesser known fact about finn, he loves window - shopping. whether it be online or like in malls in the city, i know from his mom that he's always looking at stuff but never buys anything

and when he's not doing any of those things he's either reading some vintage comic book or some teen romance / coming of age novel, writing movie plots and dumping his ideas in his little notebook, or playing whatever videogame is popular at the time

most of the time when we hang out it's with the rest of his friends, which, as you know, consists of a bunch of loud mf vloggers and content creators so we're just listening to them banter and do goofy stuff with their dry ass humor, often having the camera shoved in our face once or twice so they can get extra views

though during the times when it's me knocking at his apartment door at 12 in the morning, or like us hanging out on facetime or on discord, we actually just sit in silence, a super comfy silence

when we have the energy to go out and actually make plans with each other, it's mostly going to watch a movie in cinemas or just on his couch, or to the mall to try and beat every kid's ass at the arcade and bag ourselves a few new plushies, which he always ends up giving to me even though he won them fair n square

whenever we go to the mall we always always have to stop for frozen yogurt, it's literally a requirement for whenever we go out. we cannot go home unless we get frozen yogurt

i always end up with like a keepsake when i hang out with him. especially if i'm visiting him after months and months of being busy with our own projects, i always go home with like a new headband or a new plushie or a new keychain

finn's love languages are definitely touch and gift - giving. him randomly handing me something, even if it's like a cheap box of chocolate from the convenience store, it's like his own little way of going 'i missed you' and it makes me smile so fucking much it hurts

anyways— other than that we're normally just dancing like idiots in our room to taylor swift or some old music, or yelling each other's ear off trying to get mvp in call of duty, or filming stupid shorts that will either never get released to the public, or are posted on my personal tiktok account that only dedicated fans will find ksjsks

#⠀💭 ۫⠀love letters.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚ 𓈒 #🧚‍♀️ — nonnie ♡︎ #bambi! #꒰⠀file : actress dr⠀꒱ #shifting #reality shifting #desired reality #shiftblr #finn wolfhard #mike wheeler #finn wolfhard x reader #mike wheeler x reader #miles fairchild #boris pavlikovsky #fluff #mike wheeler fluff

[laylajeffany]

You mentioned that once Chaos For The Fly is over, there would be more Wednesday content coming from you. Will it be in the same universe (spin-offs and Lovely Thorns), a continuation or a whole new thing? Either way, at this point, I’ll read anything you write, Wednesday or not. I hope you enjoy your well-deserved Pokémon game!

After Chaos wraps up Wednesday's junior year, there is much work to be done for the main characters. They need to continue restructuring the Outcast world/governing body with updated/inclusive regulation, dissolve werewolf issues we didn’t really get to explore much formally since Enid rejected her birth pack and never went before a council herself, even if she and Wednesday did blow the lid off the decades-old conspiracy, and there is so much more yet to come within the girls’ still-maturing relationship. Larissa also has growing to do! (Let’s hope not physically, lmfao - she already gained an inch after molting in spider form and returning to human, I just don’t think she could get any taller.) I do have stories I want to write within the Chaos universe. I have an idea for a different structure for telling stories from Wednesday’s senior year and future without it consuming me like this did, that I am considering It would not be the same long-format narrative structure that the first one had in terms of time passing in the fic, and I haven’t committed myself to it fully - still playing with it. Stay tuned to this Tumblr for updates or follow the author account on AO3 to get notifications when/if I post something new. I also have a blood-oath of my own with my beta, and if I don’t write Larissa x Holly finally going at it at the cottage, she might kick me out of her apartment during my upcoming December break from work. You also might have wondered just what Larissa was so happy about that Wednesday could feel in recent chapters? Tracey will hang me if I don’t write that as well. Both to come as soon as I can write them in Lovely Thorns. I have three different E-rated JosiexEmi one-shots that I started as well, that I will probably finish for that collection as well.

I also have ONE WenClair one-shot that I started (this is news to Tracey if she is reading it, I am so sorry bb) that is set in their late 20s so I can do one with an E rating, based on an unhinged TikTok account that has NOTHING to do with Chaos and is humor/fluff and everything you would expect from twenty-eight-year-old Ms. Wednesday Addams while also wondering: WEDNESDAY WHY?! CAN I MAKE AN AO3 POST THAT IS LESS THAN 13,000 WORDS? WE WILL SEE! (I should challenge myself to write UNDER a word count, now THAT'S a challenge.) (Who knows - Layla could also up and disappear again and go back to sending unhinged password protected Google Docs to her beta alone who will not remember the passwords five years later and those fics will be lost to time - anything can & has happened.) 

#chaos for the fly #layla answers fic questions

[monsterhunting]

📖 and ♥ for the ask meme?

thank you for asking!!!

📖"what has surprised you about your WIPs?"

hmmmmmmmm idk. maybe lately i feel like i’ve been coming up with a lot of jonathan focused fic ideas. a lot of them aren’t really like Ideas™️ worthy enough of being a google doc WIP but still. anyway it’s surprising bc i like jonathan of course but out of the main teens he is not my favorite. in fact my ranking would probably go steve > nancy > robin > jonathan. and yet!!!! many jonathan ideas lately

❤️"what are your favorite scenes from your WIPs?"

ok so I had three!!!! one is from a Stonathan WIP and the other is from a Robin pov stoncy + rovickie + platonic stobin WIP but I will put them under the cut so it doesn’t get too long

sooooo for context and without giving too much away i have a stonathan WIP where steve is a ghost that only jonathan can see and near the end they’re trying to get him back from the upside down which is where he died bc they think they can bring him back and jonathan volunteers to do it alone. i actually have no idea how they’re going to figure this out or how they’ll bring him back when he’s theoretically dead!!!! hopefully one day i’ll figure it out. anyway here’s the scene:

But when Jonathan opens the door, he finds Nancy and Robin behind it.

“We’re coming with you,” Robin says without preamble.

Jonathan sighs. “Robin — ”

“He’s my best friend,” Robin says, and Jonathan’s mouth snaps shut at the tremor in her voice. “He’s the most important person in the fucking world to me, so if there’s even the slightest chance he’s alive down there then, yeah, I’m going.”

Jonathan blinks, then slowly looks to Nancy.

“I’m going, too,” she adds, and when Jonathan opens his mouth to protest, she continues, “Jonathan, you’ve never even been to the Upside Down. Me and Robin have. Twice. Actually, it’s been three times for me, and I survived all of them. If anything, you need my help.”

Jonathan sighs again. “Guys — ”

“No, don’t even think about saying something like — like — like it’s too dangerous, or whatever,” Robin says. “So what? You think you get to be the one to sacrifice your safety for Steve all because he was just some ghostly shadow hanging over your shoulder for a couple of weeks?”

“Robin — ”

“Byers,” Robin cuts in. “I’m fucking going, alright?”

Jonathan lets out a heavy breath, and then, finally, says, “Alright.”

“And don’t think that I won’t — ”

“Robin, I said okay!”

Robin’s mouth snaps shut.

Nancy raises her eyebrows. “Okay?” She repeats.

“Yeah,” Jonathan says. Robin blinks, and Nancy’s eyebrows arch higher. “I mean, I know I should try to stop you, but…” He trails off, then admits, selfishly, “I really don’t want to do this alone.”

and then the next two are from the robin pov part two of you can hear it in the silence. the first scene takes place right after nancy calls steve about their “date”, and then steve promptly calls robin back home panicking and freaking out about said “date.” the second scene is a bit later when steve, nancy, and jonathan are already “dating”:

“Who was that on the phone?” Her mom asks as Robin returns to her seat at the kitchen table.

“Steve,” Robin answers before taking a bite of her mashed potatoes.

Her mom snorts fondly. “Course it was.” She takes a bite of mashed potatoes, too, then pauses. “Rob…are you sure you two aren’t — ”

Robin sighs. “Mom. Yes, I’m sure.”

She raises her hands in defense. “Okay, okay. Just checking. Again.”

“We’re just friends,” Robin says for the millionth time. Then she adds, for proof, “Actually, he was calling me to tell me he’s going on a date this week.”

Her mom’s eyebrows arch. “Oh? Who’s the lucky lady?”

Robin shifts in her seat. “Oh, uh. Just…one of our friends.”

“And how about you, Robbie?” Her dad asks. “Meet somebody nice up in Chicago yet?”

And the thing is — Robin likes her parents. Her dad is quiet, if a little absent-minded, and her mom isn’t her best friend the way some of the girls in her classes gush about. But they’re both good people. They give a dollar to homeless people when they pass them in the city, they recycle. They didn’t even vote for Reagan — although that’s mainly because they didn’t vote, period. Since Robin was a kid, her parents have always been the kind of people who claim they hate politics, who never watch the news because it’s too depressing.

But her parents are good people, and Robin likes them. She loves them, and what’s more, they love her, too. She knows that. She’s never had to question that.

And she’s terrified that one day she will.

So Robin just says, “Nope, not yet,” forces a smile, and takes another bite of mashed potatoes.

“So, how are things with Nance and Jonathan?” Robin asks.

Steve smiles. “Really good.” He opens his mouth to say more, then snaps it shut, as though he’s suddenly embarrassed.

Robin nudges him with her foot. “What?”

Steve fiddles with the throw pillow in his lap for a moment. “I think I love them,” he admits.

Robin feels herself start to smile. “Yeah?”

Steve glances up and nods. He’s starting to smile, too. “Yeah. God, so much. It’s kind of embarrassing, actually.”

“Why’s that embarrassing?”

“I don’t know.” Steve sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. “I mean, I’ve been a little in love with them since sophomore year? So — it just feels like a lot, I guess.”

“Hey,” Robin says sternly. “Your feelings are not a lot.”

“I didn’t mean it like that, I just meant, like…” Steve trails off. “I don’t know, it feels intense. I just feel so…full of it, sometimes. Like I’m going to explode, or something crazy, and I’ve never — I mean, even when I was dating Nancy…well, I was in love with her, obviously, but I guess with everything going on…even then, it never felt like this.” He laughs a little, sounding embarrassed. “I don’t know. I guess that sounds really lame, but I — it’s like I’ve never felt this happy.”

“Steve,” Robin says softly. “That’s amazing.”

Steve makes a face, ducking his head to fiddle with the throw pillow again.

“Seriously, I mean it,” Robin says. “You should tell them.”

#ask #MaryPSue

[chainofclovers]

3, 15, and 30 for the ao3 wrapped! 💜

Thanks, friend!

3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?

I think it's "Lavender II" (Beard/Rebecca/Ted, post-s3, Beard becomes a divorced dad and experiences an extreme bout of self-loathing and depression that Ted and Rebecca love him through). I worked really, really hard on it and learned a lot about writing. And tbh even though I wish more people saw the Beard/Rebecca/Ted vision in general, I was proud of the feedback this story got and was incredibly grateful for the conversations-in-comments.

I just really loved writing that story; it caused me to process a large number of things and this particular version of those three characters all became really dear to me. I had this idea of Ted and Rebecca approaching a post-canon relationship in a very optimistic and hopeful way, and coming up with this exciting plan to have a super awesome fun summer together with a totally unironic sheen of joy over everything, and for Beard to be in a very different headspace but very much invited to said summer, and it all unfolded from there.

I'm also really proud of "Just Missed You," the collab Beard/Ted podfic with @boglady, @podklb, and @rockinhamburger, but I'm gonna talk more about that one in another ask that just came in!

15. What WIP are you taking into next year with you?

In a technical sense, quite a few, because I've got a variety of started-and-hope-to-finish stories hanging out in Google Docs right now. But the one proper definitive answer to that is a story that may not have a whole lot of words in it yet even though I started it in JUNE and my goal is to be brave enough to actually publish it on my (self-)assigned date for this year's Sexy Christmas collection, which is January 5. And that's all I'll say about that. :sweat-smile:

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?

See question 3 and also the multiple other times I wrote about Beard and fatherhood! I had a very complicated but strangely thrilled reaction to Beard's s3 story and I have spent far, far, far more time than I could have possibly predicted at the start of the year just thinking about Beard being a dad and all the different ways it might look. I even wrote him as a person who becomes a dad via finding a baby in a train station before having the slightest clue he'd become a bio dad in canon! I (and/or I and my collaborators) have named Beard's baby Mirren, Magenta, Juniper, and Lavender so far! And I feel like I have the stamina to continue, lol.

From the ao3 wrapped ask meme.

#ao3 wrapped ask meme 2023 #about me #meme #asks #thesumdancekid #beard x rebecca x ted #beard x ted #hot dork club #ted lasso