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m-arkmywords · 11 months

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water fall (interluuube)

pairing: jaemin x gf!reader genre: established relationship, wholesome, smut, lil bit of size-kink? (pls close the gyms before I lose my mind) word count: 1.7k summary: coming home to your boyfriend and kittens after a long, tiring day at work. featuring luna, lucy and luke ofc. :) jaemin is a cat dilf.

Dropping your bags to the floor, you locked the door behind you as you stepped into your home. Small foot steps and meows filled the room, as your kittens ran to you.

“Hi babies” You coo’d, immediately getting on your knees and petting them. The kittens rubbed their faces on you and purred. Just like that, the tiredness you had been feeling on your way home, disappeared. The muscles in your body relaxed and you were so happy to be home.

“Where is your dad?” You asked the kittens in baby talk, giving them kisses and pets.

Scooping them all up in your arms, you got up and made your way to the bedroom.

“Hi doll, how was your day?” Jaemin looked up and smiled, putting his laptop away to give you his full attention.

You walked over towards him, dropping the kittens on the bed and sat beside Jaemin. You sighed, falling into his arms.

“I’m tired” you mumbled into his neck. His scent engulfed your senses as you melted further into his frame.

“Baby.. come lay.” He pulled you onto the bed and you got comfortable with your head on his lap.

Jaemin ran his fingers through your hair as you talked about your day. His touch was soft and gentle. He let you rant for what felt like hours. His responses filled with mms and chuckles at the stories. You told him about how loud kids can get during field trips and how much that hurts your head, even though seeing kids happy is what made you get into teaching in the first place.

“Not everyone can be as well behaved as our babies, you know?” You said, pointing to the kittens playing amongst themselves.

“You’re right, we are raising them right babe.” Jaemin dropped his head down and gave you a kiss.

“I think we make good parents, personally” “Isn’t that right kitties?” He wiggled his fingers on the bed, getting the kittens’ attention as they ran to grab his hand and you both giggled.

You twisted your head to look at up at him, unintentionally moving closer to his crotch. “I love you guys, my little family.”

“And I love you” Jaemin felt his cheeks get hot with embarrassment as he tried to pull his t-shirt further down, covering his now slowly growing semi.

Your boyfriend looked away trying to distract himself and his fingers in your hair came to a halt.

“Baby, why’d you stop?” You twisted your head once again, to look up at him and he held your head in place. “It’d be nice if you kept your head still” He said still refusing to meet your eyes.

“Huh?” “Wait- wha?” You burst out laughing as Jaemin tried to hold his laugh in too. He continued to adjust his t-shirt but you caught on to what was going on.

“Really Jaem?! In front of the kids?” You pulled his hand away from his t-shirt to look at his erection and teased him.

Grabbing a cat toy from your night stand, you wiggled it around before throwing out into the living room. Lucy, Luna and Luke ran after it, leaving you both alone in the room.

“Jaem, look at me..” You whispered to your flustered boyfriend, who couldn’t stop giggling coyly.

It didn’t take long for his giggles to stop and his breath to hitch when you slowly snaked your hand over his clothed dick. You palmed him as you looked up at him and he held your face, smiling down at you.

You could feel the atmosphere shift in the room when his dick became fully erect and his breathing got heavy from your touch. Jaemin’s face came down once again, as you got up and met his lips half way, hungrily.

Sitting on your heels, you reached for the hem of his t-shirt and ripped it off him and he returned the favour. Taking your trousers off, you couldn’t wait to get on his lap and straddle him, deepening the kiss. Jaemin’s hands felt big around your waist, as he kneaded your skin. Panting in unison, the heat began to grow between you two and you moaned into his mouth.

Jaemin’s mouth made its way down to your jawline, then behind your ear, leaving a trail of wet kisses. He gave your ear a gentle bite, which made your hips grind down on his erection. You felt your underwear beginning to soak through when it made contact with his hard, heavy length.

He continued to kiss you along your neck, collar bones until he made his way to your breasts and he pulled down your bra to take a nipple in his mouth. Your hands grabbed his head, affectionately caressing it.

Jaemin was a lot bigger than you in size, so seeing him like this, under you with your breast in his mouth, made your head spin. Your right hand travelled down to the side of his neck as you held onto him for support, your nails grazed his skin and he groaned into you.

“Need you..” You whimpered when he brought his fingers began playing with your nipple. He left kisses back up to find your lips once again. His tongue deep inside you mouth, making you ache for him. He began thrusting against your clit to meet your subtle movements on him, both of you swallowing each others moan.

Jaemin bit your bottom lip as he pulled away. “Then take me.”

He leaned back into the headboard, admiring you in your aroused state. He smiled. You loved Jaemin’s smile, it could light up any room he walked into. It was your favourite thing about him. His hands rested on your hips, holding you in place as you took him out of his boxers.

You leaned in to peck his lips again before, you let some spit slowly drop down to his dick and you worked his length. Jaemin maintained the eye contact as his expressions began to switch. His smile faded into his mouth slightly parted and his eyebrows furrowed, at your touch.

He bit his lip, “just like that doll, keep going.” He whispered, rubbing your hips with his big hands.

Sounds of his pre cum, mixed with your spit could be heard and it only made you grow wetter. Jaemin lightly traced his hands along your front, until his thumb found its way to your clit where he began rubbing circles. You started to feel impatient. You needed to feel him. You had to have him right now.

Jaemin moved your ruined panties to the side, as he rubbed your slit with his long finger. He slid his digit inside you which was met with a mmmm sound from you.

“You ready for me already?” He commented on your wetness with a gasp.

“Come here.”

Jaemin grabbed your hands, moving them to his broad, muscly shoulders as he pulled you in closer, connecting your lips once again. You felt your heart beat inside your ears from desire, taking over every atom in your body, when you felt him twitch under you. You sighed into his mouth once again before grabbing the base of his dick, you hovered over him.

Apparent desperation on your face, made Jaemin smile as he pulled your panties to the side once more, staring into your eyes. You both held eye contact as you slowly sunk down on him, making his jaw go slack and his head fall back. You gasped, taking him in, inch by inch, until he filled you up.

You let out a loud whimper as your head also fell into his neck and you started to move. Stroking him painfully slow, unable to stop your thighs from shaking and moans rolling out of you like breathing.

Jaemin slid down further, giving you more control and wrapped his arms around you. Mirroring his actions, you also wrapped your arms around his head as he buried his face into your chest. His tongue found its way to your nipples once again, making you squirm.

“You’re doing so good, doll.. just like that” Jaemin breathed out, digging his nails into your back and scratching all the way down to your waist. He smacked your ass. “Keep going for me…”

It wasn’t long before you felt your orgasm come crashing as you unraveled on top of Jaemin, leaving him in a daze. He grabbed your jaw and kissed you.

“Spit.” He opened his mouth under you, and you did as you were asked. “Pretty girl.” Jaemin lightly tapped your cheek with his hand, as you rode out your climax.

He didn’t know what to do with his hands, as the heat inside him continued to grow and he felt lightheaded. His desire was taking over him and he bucked his hips to go deeper inside you with a loud groan. You swore you were seeing stars as he held you in place and started fucking into you with deep, hard thrusts. Your whole body felt like jelly as you let Jaemin take control and you fell into the crook of his neck.

You sucked on his neck, interchanging with moans every now and then, as Jaemin continued to pound into you. He felt his own orgasm reaching when his strokes started becoming faster and your tits bounced in his face. He took one in his mouth to muffle his moans as he began twitching inside you, triggering yet another orgasm for you.

“I.. “ You breathed out. “Gonna cum again” You barely let out a whisper and you both finished at the same time. Fireworks flying around the room would be an understatement as you both panted, heavily and your cries of his name filled the space around you.

As Jaemin’s body went limp, you lifted up your head from his neck to look at his fucked out eyes and he kissed the bottom of your chin. You began to move slowly, as you over stimulated him.

Whimpers and incoherent sentences fell from his mouth making his constrict on you tighter.

“Y/N.. please” He looked up at you like a puppy, begging.

You giggled before stopping and kissed him all over his face. You both sat there, with him inside you like that for a while. Catching your breath and waiting for your heart rates to be stable again.

“Hungry?” Jaemin said after a while.

“SO BAD.” You exclaimed, making Jaemin smile at you.

He smacked your ass hard before gently rubbing and playing with it. “Alright, get up and lemme make you something to eat yeah?”

He placed one last kiss on your lips.

#jaemin #jaemin fic #jaemin nct #jaemin x reader #jaemin smut #nct dream #nct #something a little different #hope you guys enjoy??#jaemin brain rot going hard since last night #na jaemin

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wolfytoothy · 2 months

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Happy birthday

E.42 Miles X reader

(Every body forgets your birthday. Everyone but miles)

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you hated your birthday.

You weren’t really surprised. It was your birthday today. I mean you didn't expect anyone to remember like that, even though the amount of times you told them. Your parents knew but they didn't celebrate it anymore. The most you'd get was a few happy birthdays but that's really it.

They make plans but they always canceled.the first few times it happened it hurt, but now it just, dosn't bother you as much as it us to. It went on for so long that even you nearly forgot your own birthday day.

But theres one person that never forgot after you told him.

Miles

Flash back:

"Yo n/n"

"Huh"

"When's your birthday?" Miles asked, catching you off gaurd. "Oh, um", you thought for a while as you couldn't quite remember. You were mixing up the months.

Miles stared at you, a waiting your answer. "Do you seriously not-"

"Shut up I'm thinking... um... oh yea. It's (insert birthday right here)"you smiled

Miles stared at you for a moment before responding. "And it took you that long, thats just sad"

"What? I don't celebrate my birthday like that no more"

"I can tell, cuz damn women"

End flashback:

Yea. That was 7 months ago. When you told him, he told his mom, and uncle.

As you thought it was gonna be a normal miserable day. But my oh my were you surly mistaken.

It was a satuday. And you had planned a chill day. Your parents made reservations once again for you, but of course canceled. Nothing new Of course.

But your peace was interrupted by miles bursting through your doors. You dropped your glass you were holding and screamed.

"MILES" you screamed in frustration as you looked at the broken glass on the floor. And it was your mom's favorite glass to. "Ever heard of knocking. What happened to the key I gave you just in case the code didn't work?"

"Sorry ma, but get dressed were going out," miles said. You looked at him not knowing what to do with yourself. "Wa-, i".

Miles walked over to you and pushed you gently out the kitchen."you go, I'll clean this up,"

You put on a black unitard jumpsuit, a Jean jacket and some Jordan's, along with a big that went with the fit. You came out of your room to see Miles waiting patiently.

"Ooo, okay. Come on" he ushered.

It didn't take long for you to to reach your destination. "Uh, Miles, what are we doing at your house" you asked confused. " You'll see"

Miles lead you to the door with a bright smile. Now you really knew something something was off.

"Okay...that's, weird" you said kinda creeped out by him smiling like that. "What is?" He said. "This is the first time I've seen you smile at something out of me or your family" you nodded. "I'm so proud of you" You added, making your future husband roll his eyes, and chuckle.

He opened the door and all you heard was-

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY"

You looked up to see, Ms. Morales, uncle Aaron, Ganke, and your bestfriend.

.........

happy birthday to the people who have the same birthday as me.

March 27🤭🤭🤭🤭🤗🤗🤗😝😝😝😝😝

#miles morales #earth 42 miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles #e.42 miles #earth 42 miles x you #earth 42 miles fluff #miles morales x reader #earth 42 prowler #atsv prowler #miles morales prowler #birthday gift #birthday girl #birthday boy #birthday cake #happy birthday #birthday party #happy bithday to me #bday

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zweetpea · 7 months

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Happy Birthday My Love

Happy birthday L

ao3 version: here

It was the best day of the year. That is to say it was Halloween, and more importantly your husband L’s birthday.

I know right? You snatched the greatest detective in the world? Obviously, you’re beautiful. Anyway enough about you!

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You met him in a cafe in NYC when he was 23 and you were 21. You were reading a Sherlock novel, he ordered 14 big cookies, 2 strawberry slices shortcakes, Jasmine tea with a bowl of sugar cubes, and a banana split. He sat right by your table and you looked over with concern.

“…are you okay?”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m concerned for your health. You can’t seriously eat all of that in one sitting.”

“Why can’t I?”

“Because that’s not a proper lunch.” You say as you lift up your drink.

“Of course not. This is my pre lunch snack to get my brain stimulated.” At his statement you spit out your drink in surprising.

“What are you, diabetic? How can someone eat so much and yet be so skinny.”

“I find that you can burn calories by using your brain.”

“Okay Einstein. Just don’t drop dead anytime soon. I’m just here on vacation, I don’t need the police suspecting me to be the serial killer going around.”

“Why would they think that? You’re just a tourist.”

“I don’t find most police to be very bright or effective. Private Investigators do more work in a week than any beat cop could do in their entire life.”

The strange man was silent for a second, so you assumed that the conversation was over. However you weren’t expecting him to hold out a cookie for you. “Take it. Movie theater popcorn isn’t that good.”

“The hell?”

“Your tickets. Jaws, 1:15. I assume that your waiting for someone. You only got a drink and during lunch hour most people buy food.”

“Oh really? When do you have lunch, if this is your snack?”

“Same time as your movie. The only difference between then will be I’ll be dinning on fine quality food and you’ll be having stale popcorn and processed butter.” You look away. “Did I strike a nerve.”

“No offense but you’re a stranger. I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to spill my guts and whole life story to you.”

“Yet you asked me if I was okay.”

“Yeah, I’ve never seen anyone eat so many sweets. Is it a crime to be concerned?”

“No. Just think of this as me repaying the generosity.”

“My Fiancé and I came out here to meet his parents.”

“You’re a little young to be getting married.”

“Uh, thanks? I don’t think it’s that weird, I’m 21. It’s not like I’m 12 being married off to some foreign diplomat.”

“Let me give you some advice. He either gave you the ring to get you to shit up or because he wants an unpaid maid.”

“Excuse me?”

“21 men don’t typically give up on hooking up with bimbo’s in short leather skirts. I’m 76%- no, 78% certain that he’s going to cheat on you by years end if he’s not already cheating. And judging by the way you smile sadly at your ring and scrunch your hands around your tickets I think you know that too.”

“What would you do if you were me?”

“Dump him and go out with the skinny diabetic across from you, clearly.” He responded sarcastically.

“Ha, you’re so funny.” You replied back with the same tone, rolling your eyes.

“You should at least tell him what you want. If he’s not willing to negotiate, leave him.”

“What I want, huh? I want to go see Jaws, would any diabetic Einsteins be interested in movie theater candy?”

“Okay that jokes run its course. No I’m not interested in that chewy soulless garbage.”

“Could I bribe you with another slice of cake?”

“I thought that you were worried about my health? Also this is highly improper.”

“Making a new friend?”

“Chatting up a man when you’re engaged.”

“It’s not like I’m asking you out, I just don’t want to go to my movie alone. When life gives you lemons, ya know?”

“Cake and cookies. You eat some too okay. I’m Yuuji.” You shook him hand and replied back with your own name.

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“Okay, why do you like this movie?”

“It’s a classic! Sure they probably should’ve just poisoned the stupid thing. Sometimes the right answer is the most obvious one.” You two smiled as you walked out of the theater.

He stopped dead in his tracks. “Sometimes the answer is the most obvious one. I gotta go, here…” he scribbled down something on his ticket and handed it to you. “Nice to meet you, friend.” He trotted off down the street. You looked down at his ticket and saw he gave you his number.

“Huh, not bad Emo boy.”

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“My love, wake up. I made you breakfast.” You say as you kiss his neck.

“Let me sleep in on my birthday.” He groaned. “Don’t temp me to give in with that sultry voice. You know I can’t say no to you when you do that.”

“Not true. It’s only 82.79% affective. As evident of now.”

“I stayed up late for weeks to perfect your favorite pancakes for you.”

“How’d I get so lucky to have a wife like you?”

“Good question, better question though is how did I manage to impress the world’s 3 greatest detectives?”

“By being intoxicating.” He replied smoothly.

“Okay Casanova, eat up before you food gets cold.” He smirked, grabbed you by your waist and pulled you into bed with him. Then he trailed kisses from your collar bone up to your jaw and finally planted a long deep loving kiss on your lips. “L!”

“How can you be mad at me when I have the sweetest treat right here in my arms?”

“I love you, L.”

“I love you too.”

BONUS:

L: Mmh, these buttercream cheese and strawberry pancakes are delicious. Thank you my wife.

You: A perfect meal for my perfect husband. Mwah!

You Two kiss!

#l x reader #l lawliet #l lawliet x reader #L fluff #L Lawliet fluff

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kengan-daddies · 8 months

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You're my reason Kaolan Wongsawat

Anime : Kengan Ashura Character : Kaolan Wongsawat Warning : Mention of bruises and death, slight angst

You're My Reason Kaolan Wongsawat

You were sitting in the hall, a worried look on your face as you stared down at Kaolan's restful and bruised face. Your fingers twirled around one another, deep in thought. 'I know he's fine, he's not dead, but I'm still worried. I can't help but, to be worried... The love of my life is unconscious, he's probably in pain and there's nothing I can do about it.' You thought as you stopped twirling your fingers, opting to grip your clothing instead. Kaneda has been by Kaolan's and your side for the longest time now, you found that sweet of him, and you thanked him from the bottom of your heart.

Together you both bandaged him up, while Hanafusa stuck an IV in his arm, pumping some painkiller into his system and once he deemed it enough, he pulled the IV out, gave him a bandage, and went about his merry way, leaving you and Kaneda to care for him. Kaneda placed an Ice pack on Kaolan's forehead, and you held it there, your hand as hurting from the cold, but you didn't care. 'As long as he's alright, I'll freeze my hand off a million days.' You thought in determination. Kaneda stared at you from the shelves, he was busy grabbing towels, he gave you a kind smile, seeing the small efforts you put into Kaolan's health.

"Man, seeing you and Kaolan together, reminds me of my parents, hell you guys make me wanna get married." He said with a chuckle. You gave him a kind smile. "I'm sure you will, Kaneda, just give it time, I'm sure any woman would love to be your wife, you're a lovely young man." You said. He blushed at your words as he sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. "Ahahah!! You're so kind!! Thank you so much, I'll keep your kind words in mind." He said kindly as he slightly bowed to you in thanks. You lightly chuckled at him. "There's no need to thank me, I was only being honest really." You said. The sound of groaning caught both your and Kaneda's attention as you both looked over at Kaolan. "Ugh." You both smiled at him, happy tears in your eyes.

"So you're finally awake huh?" Kaneda asked. Kaolan didn't sit up from his resting place, as he slowly dropped his good arm over his eyes. He seemed upset and your heart went out to him in worry, but what could you say? 'It's okay, you'll get him next time? Don't worry Kao, you did your best?' What could you say, no matter what you say, it wouldn't make the situation any louder. You gently rubbed your hand over his arm, being careful to not hit his bruises. Kaneda walked over to the vending machine, it was silent, the only sound that could be heard was Kaneda putting a coin in the machine, and the thumping of the can. Kaolan suddenly spoke up.

"Suekichi Kaneda." He said, he sounded breathless, Kaneda looked over at him in question as he grabbed the can from the vending machine. You stared down at Kaolan, waiting for him to speak. "I would be... I would've died right?" He asked. Your heart clenched, while Kaneda answered immediately, walking over with the can as he did. "Yes, he had enough time to keep attacking from when the referee stopped the match until he stepped in to break it up." Kaneda simply answered. Your mind raced at that revelation, it hadn't dawned on you that that could've been the outcome, your gut twisted with worry and panic at the thought of it. 'Kaolan could've... died?... They wouldn't've let that happen, right?' You thought.

Kaneda continued to speak. "We have footage from 32 of his previous matches. 8 of those matches he had the opportunity to keep attacking his opponent, just like this one, including the first match from this tournament, makes 9 total. Out of those 9 matches, there were 6 in which he kept attacking. Out of those 6 fighters, 4 of them died." He explained, your eyes widened and fear gripped at your throat. You knew it was a possibility that he could've died, there's already been a fighter who lost his life multiple matches ago before Kaolan's first match. The thought of Kaolan being that close to losing his life, made you want to leave the area... it was too heavy... it was too real. You silently stood up.

Kaneda looked over at you in question, but Kaolan kept his arm over his eyes, you stared down at him a little longer, knowing that he wouldn't stop fighting after this... there was nothing you could say to stop him from doing so... so you walked away. You were angry, you were scared. You'd probably yell at him, maybe even slap him, and you didn't want to do any of that, so you just walked away down the curving hall, your arms around your body as you thought over Kaneda's words. You wanted to leave the building, but you also wanted to sit alone somewhere, maybe even walk around the venue... you didn't know anymore... You saw a bench out in the hall, the cushion looking inviting, and you needed a place to sit for a while.

You sighed as you sat down, seeing no harm in resting in the area for a moment. You sat down, feeling heavy... you almost felt bad for storming off the way you did, but you couldn't help it... you felt hopeless, helpless... You wouldn't be able to stop him, no matter how hard you tried, he'd ignore you, in favor of his passion... and you couldn't be angry with that, he was following his dream... You just wished he'd be more careful at it. You sighed once more. "I wish Saw Paing was here... He always makes me feel better." You said aloud to yourself, but you knew that Saw Paing wasn't in the best of moods right now, he was in a depression, and you didn't know how to comfort him. He was usually so loud, so happy... seeing him like that... made your heart ache.. You couldn't help your friend either it would seem...

The sound of grunting, shuffling and Kaneda's voice could be heard coming down the hall. You looked over, seeing shadows. You already knew it was Kaolan and Kaneda, so you sat there and waited. You watched as Kaolan rounded the wall, he was leaning against it, as he limbed, while Kaneda held his side, in his other hand he held Kaolan's drink.

"I need to find her... I need to make sure she's safe." Kaolan said, your heart fluttered at his words. 'Even when he's injured he was thinking of my safety.' You thought. "I'm sure she's fine, I don't think anyone would even think about touching her." Kaneda reasoned, worried for Kaolan. You smiled at kaneda's words, he was such a sweet man. Kaolan looked up, and he stopped, seeing you, sitting there, safe and sound. He gave a small smile at seeing you, as he seemed to gain speed in his limp. You chuckled at the sight as you stayed seated, seeing Kaneda scrambling in trying to keep up with Kaolan as to make sure that he didn't fall. "There you are... I was worried.... about you." Kaolan said.

As he got close enough to you, he stumbled, his leg giving out under him. You jumped up and you ran towards him, arms outstretched as you reached out to him, ready to catch him. He fell forward into your arms, his weight making you both crumble to the floor. You ran your hands through his hair, while your other hand ran over his back and shoulder, his head laid comfortably against your chest, as his arms wrapped weakly around your waist. "Please... Please don't... Don't leave me." He weakly said, his voice muffled by the clothes on your chest. You chuckled at him. "You silly man... I would never do such a thing... I'm upset, but I'm not angry." You said softly. "I fight... For you... I train... For you... I obtain bruises... For you... It's all for you, (Y/n)... You're my reason." He said, his arms weakly tightening around you.

Tears gathered in your eyes as you held him tighter to you. You knew this, you believed this... and yet... This was the first time he ever spoke of it. You gave a broken chuckle at his words. "I know.... I know Kao...Thank you..." You said. Kaneda stood back, a smile on his face as he observed you two. 'Man, I really hope to find a wife like her someday.' He thought, as he held Kaolan's drink in his hand.

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shuxiii · 1 year

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Love you two times

Huh Yunjin x reader

a/n: this piece of rat doodoo was in my draft for a solid 5 months now (estimated it) and I wanted it gone my bad if it's so bad.

synopsis: starting a new life in a foreign country is difficult as is forgetting the past you once lived. but the person you once loved brought back to your present, reliving the past you once avoided, will you ever want them back?

‘‘Argh, moving into a new country is a pain in the ass.’‘ You groaned, as you roughly let go of the heavy boxes in your hand laying down on the carpeted floor of your empty apartment.

You recently got accepted in a company abroad as an intern, with your parents helping you rent an apartment that’s near your work, made you grateful they loved you despite being a shitty child.

‘‘Yeah, its a pain in the ass, but at least I’m finally getting my dream job.’‘ You spoke back to nothing, giggling on the floor, looking like a mad woman, with sweat dropping against your forehead.

You were happy to start fresh, America was a hellish place for you, everything there was so full of dreadful memories, and now you finally got the chance to put aside your past and start anew.

You sighed, standing back up, dusting your clothes, craving something to eat after hearing your stomach growl. But to your dismay, your boxes weren’t filled with food, instead just boring clothes and items you brought to your newly homed apartment.

‘‘I should just probably buy some noodles across that convenience store.’‘ You murmured to yourself, before picking up your wallet and jacket, leaving shortly after.

You walked the bustling city of Seoul, the beautiful scenery reflecting back at your sparkling eyes. So pretty.

you entered a 24/7 convenience store, walking on each aisle, looking for a particular noodle you specifically searched for, your eyes shinning at your favorite ramen, you rushed quickly at the coincidentally last ramen on the shelf, your hands reaching out for it only to feel another hand against yours.

You were taken aback as you glanced to the side, to see a quite tall girl despite the mask hiding half her face you knew she was quite young, making you nervously let go of her hand.

‘‘Oh, y-you can have it.’‘ you stammered, since you weren't fluent in Korean, it was quite hard to speak coherently without stuttering in the process.

‘‘Really? Cool!’‘ her eyes gave away her masked smile, jumping slightly before taking your hand and shaking it dramatically.

‘‘I’m Eunchae-’’ Her eyes widen, her hand covering her mouth despite the mask already covering it, she looked like she just exposed something, as you gaze back at her confusingly.

"Hi Eunchae, I'm Yn" You responded, feeling a bit perplexed by her rapid shift in facial expressions from shock to confusion to relief.

‘‘It’s nice to meet you, yn, thanks for this ramen, I owe you one if I see you again!’‘ You chuckled as she let out a squeal, unable to contain her excitement.

She waved her goodbyes at you one last time before leaving the store.

‘‘Well, there went my favorite ramen, but at least I gave it to someone adorable.’‘ You chuckle back at yourself, hoping to see her again, oddly enough she reminded you of your little sister, making you smile a little wide, good memories dwelling in your thoughts.

You laid back down on your soft fabric bed after eating nothing but ramen, you were quite still hungry but it was way too late, and your first day as an intern started tomorrow, you don't want to leave a first bad impression on your record by being late.

drowsiness overtaking you, as you slowly drown in sleep, excited for what tomorrow will bring you.

Well crap, you thought, running on the street, your blazer flying crazy against your body, your head disheveled, with your only breakfast which was bread, stuffed in your mouth. You were almost late.

You went faster than anyone could to the entrance, apologizing to the old guard, who took quite a fright at your sudden bolting to the door, before repetitively pressing the elevator button, you cursed as you saw the floor number, it was currently at the highest floor, making you abruptly run to the emergency exit stairs.

This was not what you expected for your first day, this was like a race to satan’s door.

Your body dripping in sweat, your chest harshly heaving up and down, gasping for air. You finally reached the floor.

You tiredly opened the door to the room before collapsing on the couch inside the recording studio room.

‘‘A-Am I late?’‘ You sttuttered, barely able to finish your sentence corherently.

‘‘Nope, you’re right in time.’‘ The producer cheerly gave you a thumbs up, smiling back at your slouched figure.

Who smiles at a monday morning. You thought.

‘‘Well, as expected their late again.’‘ The producer muttered, looking at his watch, it has been 20 minutes since you came in the room, your body feeling quite better after running a flight of stairs.

"Who?" you asked, looking puzzled at the producer. You got up and walked over to the stereo systems in the room, running your delicate fingers over them gently.

‘‘Oh, it's this newly debuted girl group, since this is your first day as an intern, you're going to observe me, and maybe give out ideas or two for their new comeback!’‘ he happily explained, his eyes full of passion, clearly enjoying his work.

As if on cue, the door opened widely revealing multiple girls coming in with their loud voices erupting inside the room, still your back was facing them.

You hear them greet the producer before noticing your presence.

‘‘Yn, I want you to meet Le sserafim!’‘ suddenly the producer’s voice turned deaf in your ears, and the room felt small.

You look back, you felt your heart drop, and the air in your lungs disappeared.

Her figure was not what you expected to see after years, your chest tightens gazing on her face, it didn’t change one bit in fact it looked much more prettier last time you saw her.

Luckily her attention was focused on her phone, giving you time to cover yourself with your jacket, awkwardly moving your body to face your left side to hide your face even more.

‘‘Oh my, it’s her!! she was the one I met in the convienent store!’‘

You squint, eyes widening realizing it was the same girl you saw yesterday, her name Eunchae was it.

‘‘Oh, you mean the girl who you stole the ramen?’‘ a Japanese-looking girl snickered.

‘‘No, I did not, she gave it to me!’‘ Eunchae dramatically defended herself earning laughs from the other girls.

‘‘Who?’‘ You suddenly became tense at the sound of a familiar soft voice that you hadn't heard in years. It was clear and loud, causing your heart to race and your body to instinctively hide.

‘‘Oh, her name is Yn, she was the girl I was talking about!’‘ Eunchae explained, making you cringe at her exposing your name just like that at the last person you would ever want to see again.

Her ears twitch at the name, quickly glanced up, looking at your covered figure.

Her focus is now solely on you, tucking her phone away in her pocket, She paused and took a few steps towards you, her heart racing. She needed to confirm if you were the Yn she had been yearning for all these years - the only person she had ever loved.

The producer patted your back, gesturing you to talk back, making the hood that hid your face fall down at the sudden force, giving away your identity.

Well, shit.

Your eyes slowly meet her doe brown eyes, catch sight of it, full of unspoken emotions you couldn’t comprehend. And with just that, all of the dreaded memories you hid under your heart, came crashing down to you.

Yunjin was in shock. After all these years, you looked exactly as she had imagined. She could hardly believe it - finally, she was seeing you again. Her heart swelled with happiness, and she instinctively raised her hand to pull you in for an embrace. However, you moved away, avoiding her gesture.

‘‘I-I um I need to go to the bathroom!’‘ you awkwardly shriek, bumping into the other girls, and running down the hallway. leaving an overwhelmed Yunjin

"Fuck fuck fuck" you leaned against the sink, your hands running through your hair, your teeth between your lips.

"This can't be happening." You repeatedly said, now covering your face with both your hands.

Why does she have to show up now, after all these years? Just when I've finally gotten myself together, I have to work with her.

You took a deep breath, holding your chest, trying to calm down the fast pace of your heartbeat.

"I can handle this. Just maintain a professional attitude and everything will be alright," you reassure yourself. Taking a deep breath, you calm your nerves and regain your composure.

‘‘What was that all about?’‘ Chaewon nudged Yunjin’s side, whispering at her.

‘‘What.’‘ Yunjin mumbled seemingly staring at the floor, like it was the most interesting thing to look at.

‘‘Like you almost pulling that new girl in your arms, almost as if you knew her.’‘ Chaewon crossed her arms against her chest, now sitting straight on the couch.

‘‘It was nothing.’‘

Chaewon raised her brows, clearly uncoinvinced by the short excuse.

‘‘Dont lie to me, Jennifer.’‘

Yunjin sighed, her lips forming a frown. ‘’She...She’s my ex.’’

Chaewon let out a gasp, quickly concealing her surprise at the major revelation.

‘‘What?! Do you mean the one you always talk about? That was her?’‘ Chaewon loudly whispered now moving closer to Yunjin.

‘‘yes." Yunjin sighed for the third time, what was she thinking of course you'd act like that. After all, it wasn't like you guys were still bestest of friends after she left you, even when she promised she'd keep in contact but she never did.

"how about you talk to her?" Chaewon suggested.

"I wish, but It seems like she doesn't want me to." Yunjin pouted, playing with the ring on her finger.

"Do you still want her back?" Chaewon firmly spoke.

"I do but-"

“No buts, if you still love her and really do want her back, you should show her that, show her that you wouldn't make the same mistakes, Go for it!” chaewon jokingly shake Yunjin’s slouched figure, her eyes full of sincerity.

Yunjin smiled softly, her hands on her lap.

“Okay, I’ll prove it to her, I will, thanks Chaewon I really needed this.”

Chaewon smiled back patting Yunjin’s back.

Since that day, Yunjin has been a constant presence by your side. You can always spot her in your peripheral vision, and she always seems to be focused on you. She finds ways to strike up conversations with you and subtly suggests grabbing a meal together. She even makes excuses to prolong her time with you.

Despite that, the challenges of getting you back was harder than she thought, you’d always have an excuse of being busy or you had somewhere to go. Of course, she knew that was a clear lie, and she understands that but she didn’t expect it to hurt her that much, you avoided her, but that didn’t make her stop pursuing you. Getting you back was hard work she’d commit to just to have you back in her arms.

Yunjin wiped the beads of sweat that dropped against her brows, her heavy breathing echoing in the practice room.

She stayed a little more, to rehearse the dance step she had a little hard time learning. Alone in the room she sloppily walked towards her water bottle chugging it down, the water dripping on her shirt.

She checked her phone, it was 12 a.m in the morning. She groaned stretching her arms, moving them in a circular motion.

She picked up her sling bag, texting her manager to pick her up from the company.

She stood in front of the entrance, shivering at the cold breeze that passed her, receiving a reply from her manager, saying she'd be a little late because of the harsh weather.

she took a seat on the waiting benches, playing with the keychain of her bag, yawning with the tears building up at the corner of her eyes, the rainy night made her drowsy.

That is, until she noticed someone in her field of view, it was you beyond the entrance door, standing against the pouring rain, slightly damp but safely protected by the building's roof from the heavy rain.

Suddenly, the drowsiness that had engulfed Yunjin has turned into concern and worry as she sprints towards you.

You felt a coat cover your freezing body, the familiar pungent scent of the jacket made you look back.

‘‘What, are you doing here?!’‘ She shrieked, grabbing hold of your wrist to pull you back inside the building, but your body didn’t budge at all.

‘‘I’m admiring the rain.’’ You whispered gently, your gaze now fixed on her bleached hair; you loved it better when it was black.

As she let out a soft sigh, her grip on your wrist loosened and she eventually released your hand, though the sensation of her touch lingered on your skin.

She stood a little closer to you, feeling the warmth of her body.

‘‘Why are you soaked?’‘ her eyes looking at the tree’s moving into the rhythm of the wind.

‘‘I was going to walk home but the rain chased over me, so I had no choice but to go back here.’‘ You played against the hem of her soft fabric jacket.

The wind became louder, the rain falling against the roof drowned out the loud hammering of Yunjin's chest, being this near to you made her happy, a lot happy.

But the silence was something Yunjin couldn’t stay in forever, she was willing to ask you again and again.

‘‘Yn.’‘ Her voice came to a whisper that the wind overtook.

‘‘Hm.’‘

‘‘Whatever we had, can we have it back?’‘

The emptiness of silence you gave her made her heart ache even more, her eyes carefully glancing at your physique, your countenance blank.

"Why. Why repeat the past and only hurt the both of us, again." You let go of the hem of the jacket. Now your hand forms a tight fist.

"But it won't happen again, and I won't leave you like before." She grips both of your hands tightly, her voice shaking slightly from the cold or perhaps from the fear of losing you again.

“oh really, now that you have everything you ever wish for, you think it’s easy to go back to the way it was. Because ever since you left me, I’ve been counting every second and every minute of you gone, dreading for you to come back, but you never did, if you really did love me maybe. maybe this would have never happened.’’

All of Yunjin's memories flashed before her eyes, and the expression you gave her was the same. The same dreadful look you gave her as she went away. It caused her heart to tighten in an awful way.

‘‘I get that you were chasing over your lifelong dream, but what about me? where did I stand in your life? did you ever place me in your future, or was I ever in it to begin with? ’‘

‘‘You are-’‘

‘‘If I ever was then, maybe you still kept in touch with me, but you never did, did you?’‘

Of course, what reply could she ever give to you with that sentence? and she deserved this, she was selfish, she never thought what you felt. It’s true when they said love makes us both selfless and selfish, you were selfless enough to accept that she left you over her silly dreams yet you always told her, she was special to still dream.

''Then, give me a second chance I'll prove to you that I can still fix things!''

''We aren't the same people we used to be-''

Yunjin hugs you tightly, putting her head against your shoulder.

''Please, yn we can still fix this because after all these years I still love you, people do change but my love for you didn't. I can't afford to lose you again so please, can you take me back''

''Please..''

before you could even give an answer, a car stopped beside you both. showing her manager in the driver's seat.

You felt the once tight embrace slowly loosening, she had to let you go.

''think about it, I'll give you space'' last words she said before avoiding your gaze into the car.

ever since that day, it has been a week since she stopped bothering you. you'd walk past her at times and be in the same room as her yet, she felt far away from you, she avoided your gaze and only ever spoke when it was important.

And the more she did distance herself from you, the more it distracted you. why was it difficult for you, this is what you wanted right. yet, it didn't feel nice at all.

so here you were, in a bar driven nuts with drinks you could gaze upon, chugging it all whole.

''Yn, I think you've had enough..'' Your friend, Kai spoke looking anxious at your drunken state.

''I'm fine, I'm fine'' you motioned your hands at him, slurring in the process.

''Seriously, I think we should go home'' Kai, holds onto your arms ushering you to stand up. but you push his hands off, muttering no's, hugging the chair.

''Why won't she just leave me alone, why is she giving me space. I hate her so much'' You muttered, laying your head against the chair.

everything went black, and you felt someone holding onto you. You opened your eyes slightly, you were in the parking lot, your arms up on someone's shoulders. someone was carrying you.

''Thanks for picking her up'' You heard Kai talk to someone.

''Don't worry I'll take care of her, thanks for taking care of her'' The familiar voice perked your ears, making you glance to your right, to see her. Yunjin was carrying you.

You heard them bid goodbye as Yunjin, carefully put you on the passenger seat, gently holding onto your arms to help you.

Why was she the one picking you up?

You both shortly arrived at your apartment, and she left the driver's seat. You hazily look at your window pane, seeing her open the door holding your arm onto her shoulder and helping you up.

''Be careful'' She mumbled.

You stumbled a little, going inside the apartment the room was dimly lit, and she lays you down on the couch.

''I'll get you a glass of water, I'll be back-''

before she could even step foot away from you, you gripped tightly on her wrist. She gazes back at you startled.

''Don't leave me'' You muttered.

''I'll just get something, I won't be too long'' She tries to remove your hold, but you only gripped it even more tightly. Pulling her close to you.

''You already left me once, don't do it twice'' You slurred.

''Okay, I won't'' She sits on the floor, letting you hold her hand for a while.

There was a moment of silence until,

''I miss you''

''You miss me?'' She said.

''No, I've been missing you ever since had your back faced to me, I've been missing you even when you stood right in front of me'' Your eyes stared back at Yunjin's glistening ones.

''I missed you even when you were still mine''

Yunjin's heart took its pace, feeling overwhelmed at such a revelation, but she shouldn't get ahead of herself, you were drunk after all.

''Yn, you're drunk,'' she spoke.

''Let's just talk about this tomorrow when you're sobered'' She stood up, but you persisted gripping tightly on the hem of her shirt.

''I can try, I'll learn to love you again- so don't leave me'' Your voice filled with drowsiness.

She faces back at you, with a gleam in her eyes. Brushing the strands of hair covering your face.

''Okay, I won't leave you.''

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anime-kia · 1 year

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No Strings Attached

I'm happy to know that you're all still into Killmonger! :)

And I haven't written smut in a while, so here you go.

Relationship: Friends-With-Benefits

Warnings: Smut

It was nothing out of the ordinary to find yourself being filled up and absolutely overstimulated by the brawny, muscular and handsome, Erik Stevens. The Oakland ho', is what you nicknamed him.

He knew. You made sure to tell him, but he found it quite amusing. Nothing really offended him, coming from you anyway.

Erik had met you in high school. Of course he was Mr. Popular. You've heard of his escapades and all the wild things he's done with various girls, some of them being your friends. Oddly enough, sex was not interesting to you at the time.

You were known as the typical smart and shy girl. The virgin. Erik's favourite kind of female. You better believe he's been trying to get at you ever since, literally going out of his way to become friends with you just so he could get into your pants.

But eventually he realized that you were more than just a quick nut. You were goofy, insightful and a pleasure to be around. Your lack of sexual curiosity and attention to more important things intrigued him. Also, he could always go to you if he was upset, you let him vent and express all of his emotions. Not once did you judge or ridicule him like his foster parents or anyone else who didn't give him the time of day to show his feelings.

"Venting is good for the soul, never bottle up your anger. Always talk to me if you need to. Cry on my shoulder too."

"Hell nah, I don't cry. I ain't no bitch."

You were irritated that the only thing he took from what you said was suggesting that he cried... But Erik understood, he just liked to be tough.

That being said, ever since the tenth grade you and Erik were best friends. Both of you slowly started picking up each other's good and bad habits. Erik started to develop proper mannerisms, politeness, and a bit of patience. You on the other hand, started cursing a lot more and somehow it was like his high levels of horniness had attached itself onto you.

Each year it increased more and more. Everyone knew you as the girl who had no interest in sex, and despite your changes, you made sure that everyone still believed that. Also, people who wanted to have a go at you (Erik's friends) knew they had no chance with him around. He made sure they knew that too.

"If any of y'all touch her, you better pray I don't find out. And good luck with that shit, cuz she tells me everything."

One night, he came over to chill and watch movies because that's what friends do. You were still a virgin, and your hormones were out of whack. Erik, well... When was he never horny? The movie ended and went to go take a shower, and the whole time you were contemplating if you would actually let him hit it.

He was never reserved when it came to anything sexual. He told you he wanted to on multiple occasions, no strings attached.

Tonight... Would finally be the night.

As he stepped out of the bathroom your jaw dropped slightly and lower half screamed. The towel was barely hugging his hips, muscular body covered in beads of water, the shape of his manhood barely making an appearance.

All that shy shit was thrown out the window. Within three seconds your lips had found his, arms wrapped around each other in a heated and passionate kiss. By a minute, all of your clothes were discarded and Erik had his way with your body.

There was pain and there was pleasure, but you both knew that sex with each other would become a regular thing.

Once again, no strings attached.

Erik had you laid out on your back, legs spread wide as his large hand squeezed your right breast and you moaned out. Every single stroke hit you in the right spot.

"You like that shit, huh princess? Lil freak." His voice was husky and gruff.

"Mmh, yes! Oh fuck!" You whined as he moved closer and went even deeper.

His size made you wonder if it could be considered a weapon, because it was deadly. It was like God gave him both the size and the talent, a terrible (but utterly amazing) combo. You were sure if he was small he could still get you screaming at the top of your lungs. He just knew exactly what to do, and he did it before you could even ask him to go "deeper" or "harder".

He's made you cry, scream and blackout all at the same time on multiple occasions. The location didn't even matter. Despite him being a very big guy, he could fuck you all the same in a Mini Cooper.

And Erik was a freak freak. He hasn't shown you everything, because you were still adjusting to some of it, like public sex. That was always terrifying to you, but for some reason no one caught you yet. As far as you know...

"I'm killing your shit, right?" It wasn't a question, even if he asked it as such. He knew.

"Yessss!" You moaned in a high pitch. He was killing it, destroying it, obliterating it all in the best way possible.

Your nails clawed at the bed, his strokes were so precise and on beat. You had a love-hate relationship with being in the missionary position with him. It was like the perfect mix between making love and just straight up fucking. Backstrokes were a lot easier to handle, even though it still could have you tapping out. But missionary, Erik assumed full control in this position. He had your mind was muddled and the only thing you could compute were barely coherent words, lots of moaning/screaming/crying and the intense amount of pleasure this man was delivering in between your legs.

You felt his hands attempt to trail up behind your knees to push them into your chest and you knew if he did, it would be over. You pushed back and tried shuffling away, but he caught you dragging you right back fully onto him before you could get more than halfway off. The sound of you connecting back was sinful.

"Nah shorty, ain't no crawling away." He said, hoisting your legs over his shoulders, "I'm tryna go deep."

As if he wasn't already hitting your g-spot, this nigga was trying to damage your cervix.

"No, wait E-!" The way his hips pressed against yours, followed by his chest had your eyes squeezing shut. "God, ohh my fucking- Ohhh!" He was so heavy.

"So you'll call me God, but you won't call me daddy, huh? That's crazy."

"Uhh, shut the fuck up, Erik!" You could do without his annoying ass comments at the moment. Right now, you had to make sure your walls would still be intact when he was finished with you.

He chuckled, changing the rhythm to a medium speed. He sucked on your neck, surely leaving new marks. "I own this shit. All mine." He smirked.

"Y-you're too d-deep, ohhh!" Your moans were starting to come out as whimpers and that's how Erik knew you were just about spent.

"No such thing, baby girl." He groaned and leaned off of you, only to drag your hips slightly into the air, "Look how yo' pussy wrapped around my dick, like a birthday gift." He watched as his length disappeared and reappeared into you.

This motherfucker... "It's too much, p-please, Erik!"

"Tell me it's mine then." He hit you with deep and sharp thrusts after each word.

"Ahh! It-it's yours! Oh fuck!" You tried to say to the best of your ability, just so he could hurry up and finish.

"Say it like you mean it, I can feel you shaking. That nut is real close, but best believe you ain't getting it until you say it right." He was so bloody annoying, as if you hadn't came four times already. But then again, he hasn't pulled out since laying you on your back. He probably thought you were just squirting the whole time.

His thumb pressed hard against your clit, and his cold eyes stared dead into yours. His hips were circling into yours once again.

"Fuuckk, Erik it's yours dammit! This pussy is all yours!" Your moaned out exasperatedly, nails leaving imprints on his bedsheets.

He chuckled at your irritated tone, settling for your answer. That was his favourite line to hear during sex. "Imma nut all in yo' shit, girl." You had already came, squeezing around his dick even tighter. He was very close to releasing so he thrusted into you harder and faster, not missing a beat until he finally emptied himself deep into you.

You both were breathing with heavy laboured breaths by time he pulled out. You were aching, but also experiencing pure euphoria.

He got up and left to go to the bathroom, giving you time to recuperate.

Though Erik wouldn't admit it, you had the best pussy he's ever had. He hadn't been messing around too much after finally getting a piece of you. He's never made love before, and the closest he's gotten was fucking you slowly. You two were strictly friends and he would keep it as such. He didn't want you knowing that he was getting attached. It made him feel weak.

You on the other hand, seemed unfazed by it. He could do things with your body that no one could, but yet still you respected the boundary between romance and friendship. Besides, sex was so casual these days. Pussy and dick was everywhere...

When he got back in the bed, he pulled his phone off the nightstand and began scrolling through his Twitter timeline as if nothing just happened. Something compelled you to get closer to him, so you wrapped your arms around his waist and laid your head on his rough chest. The muscles in him tensed up.

"Yo, whatchu doin', girl?"

"It's just... We always fuck and that's it. Can you at least hold me till I fall asleep, E?" You looked at him with innocent eyes, he loved that.

"Nah, I don't cuddle. No strings attached, remember?" He gently pushed you off of him.

You sat up and pouted, folding your arms across your bare chest. "It doesn't even have to be on no relationship shit, Erik..."

"No, (y/n), we do this every time." He gave you a stern look, you hated that.

You rolled your eyes and turned over, shutting off the lamp. "Goodnight, I guess..."

"Night." He said, paying you no mind.

Ten minutes later, he shut off his phone and glanced at your delicate sleeping frame. He silently laughs, seeing how far away you moved. You were upset, he could tell.

"Never go to sleep upset." You would always be the one telling him that, it was a shame that you hadn't practiced what you preached.

He would be lying if he said that it did feel good when you wrapped around him, even if it was for a few seconds. Erik had never cuddled after sex, he thought that would cause people to catch feelings. He also didn't want the girl he just slept with to ask him dumb questions afterwards like, "Why me?" or "What would you do if I died?" Just shit that he wouldn't have the answer that they're looking for.

He pulled your body closer to the centre of the bed, as you were too close to the edge and shut off his lamp.

You were awoken to the irritating feeling of needing to pee. You tried to spring up quickly, only to be held down by a tight and heavy grasp. Soft snores from the man you slept with less than three hours ago filled your ears.

Wait... Was he... Cuddling you?!

Mr. "I don't cuddle" really had his big ass arms wrapped around your body. Not to mention, but he was knocked out like a baby.

This all would be so nice if your bladder wasn't threatening to explode right now.

"Erik." You whispered, and tried to get out of his grasp. He didn't respond or seem aware of your presence.

He was really knocked. Usually the slightest noise and movements would wake him up.

There was one time you were opening a bag his favourite bag of chips while he was napping on your sofa. You didn't even open a quarter of the bag and he was already up, snatching the whole bag out of your hands.

You elbowed him a little roughly, and called out his name even louder. "Erik!"

He groaned in pain, "Argh, damn girl. The hell was that for?"

"I need to go pee."

"Then go, you grown."

"Nigga, I can't with your arms holding me down."

"Ah shit." He whispered to himself, letting you go.

"I thought you didn't cuddle." You teased him.

"I don't." He denied.

"Erik, you really about to act like you weren't just holding me against your chest."

"You probably scooted in to me." He tried to argue back.

"E, that doesn't even- You know what?" You got up from the bed, and looked at the digital clock. "Not at four in the morning, aight?" You went to use the bathroom and left Erik to contemplate.

He wasn't cuddling you initially, but at some point he must've connected with you. You were the most comforting person to be around in all aspects. Even when you argued with each other. He was so content and peaceful whenever he was around you.

You came back and went right to the edge of the bed, surprised when Erik pulled you back in. His arms wrapped protectively around your body.

"Erik, wha-"

"Shut up, (Y/n). I'm trying to sleep." He said in a raspy voice.

You rolled your eyes for the last time and closed them, deciding you were too tired to scold him for telling you to shut up.

If he wasn't a cuddler before, he definitely is one now.

Hope you all enjoyed! I didn't add too much of a romantic relationship because I really wanna explore different types relationships with Erik and the reader. Plus I had another plot idea to link with this one, but I'll save it for another.

I'm also very tempted to edit this now, but it's almost five a.m. and I'm sleepy so I know there will be so many mistakes if I do lol.

Thanks for reading!

(Start/Finish: June 25, 2019)

#killmonger fic #killmonger x reader #black reader

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willkatfanfromasia · 11 months

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Hey guys! This is my collab with the awesome @nspwriteups - modern, corporate AU! KunxVT

Sudden Sparks✨✨

It was just another day at the Chola corp. household.

They were a successful family run MNC with interests in a wide range of sectors like agriculture, industries, hospitality etc

Kriti's dad Sundar, the CEO, was feeling his age of late and really looked forward to that retirement mansion in the Seychelles-and she agrees. Her mom Vani was the perfect chaebol wife, keeping up social connections and coordinating the multiple companies.

Kriti and her dad’s best friend Anirudh – the chief legal advisor- have been running the show for the last few years.

She was truly appa’s pride, surpassing him in all aspects. It grieved him greatly that his great-grandfather, the founder, had willed the ownership only to sons in order of age.

Her hothead big bro Aditya made their dad age rapidly, as he was a mess through his teens and 20s- oscillating between therapy and overdrinking. His stubbornly insisted on marrying a regular girl Nandini- who oddly resembled his own ex. Huh! Like father like son

Girls like that just won’t fit in our circle, they all thought. Kriti and her great aunt Seema all disapproved and tried to bribe her away. But the young couple stood firm even through separation. Sundar gently explained his doubts to his son, who cockily returned with a DNA test proving his concern false.

Aditya became the chief of mergers and acquisitions, knowing a good takeover when he sees one. Nandini proved to be just as capable as herself (although she’d never say it aloud), smartly planning the legal aspects of her husband’s activities. Nothing gave the couple more joy than sleuthing and negotiating hard bargains, even with the most hostile businesspeople.

However, it is her darling boy Arun who is the all time favourite. Everyone from the janitor to the executive board loves him.

He started off as a cute intern, now he’s their PR face. Journalists flock to just see him smile. He’s been seeing Vinita, the junior at R&D in an office romance that’s the company’s worst kept secret. She rolled her eyes at her fastidious little brother. He was first very stiff with Vinita, the niece of their South zone president, because everyone wanted to get the two heirs together. He slowly fell for her, but tried very hard to hide it – much to kriti’s amusement. The longer than necessary waiting by the coffee machine, the abnormally frequent dropping of papers ( only for the other to come running for ‘help’) fooled no one, she chucked.

She laid back in the plush orange recliner in her living room. Her apartment was well decorated although she lived alone. Her brother and Anni lived in the floor above with their daughter, Kriti jr. Yes Kriti’s ego was greatly flattered by her namesake niece and she became nicer to her sister in law due to it.

Her brother lived in a cottage next door, with a large courtyard and her parents lived in a mansion next door to their company HQ

They had their usual Friday night entertainments. All except Kriti. She’d have occasional movie nights with Vinita and her other mates, poojas with seema paati and family birthday dinners.

She was happy to be the hustler for her family. She loved being swept by complex problems and solving them. She took pride in being their ‘brains’, not once regretting her cold demeanor or workaholic attitude.

Lately though, seeing her brothers' relationships left a pang in her stomach. Cousin Sandeep too was seeing Pooja, their coordinator for offshore branches.

Kriti blankly stared at the ceiling she’d seen a million times before. Smooth peach walls, a bronze ceiling fan and wall moulding on all sides. Her laptop glared, asking her to get back to work before the Monday noon deadline. Uncle Anirudh won’t like me slacking, she sighed and sat up. The IT girl of Chola corp can’t disappoint!

She began reading through the document sent by the budget team, noting where to edit or add comments. It was pretty linear, except this time some reps of their rival was out scouting start ups and releasing bad predictions for Chola’s next quarterly.

Enthusiastic footsteps and tinkling of metal made kriti exhale and go “gosh! Again?’.

Friday nights usually meant the same for her, her older brother and nandini would usual drop off her niece as they went off on their mandatory dates. There’s no way those 2 randy creatures have been together for 2 decades now, she groaned.

Kriti was soft, everyone knew most of her

evenings were spent working and she had a huge weakness for her niece.

She would often play sitter for Kriti jr. and Timmy (Arun and vinita's dog). She was just grateful Arun didn't make her babysit Airavat, the rescue elephant he adopted!

This time though, work was getting tight. She had to sort out Chola corp 's finances while also figuring who was spreading bad predictions for their stock.

Her train of thoughts was disrupted by the doorbell ringing. She knew who the visitors were and put on the best fake smile she could when she opened the door to see her brother and sister in law with a five year old girl in Nandini's arms. "I was hoping you forgot about your Friday routine" She said in mock annoyance. "Well actually I did ask my best friend to babysit Kriti jr here since I know how much of a busybody you are" Adithya told her, pinching his daughter's cheek as he spoke while Kriti frowned. A best friend of Adithya's that she hasn't met yet? Now that's odd. "We asked him to come here so you can have an extra hand to take care of her" Nandini joined in, kissing her daughter's forehead and handing her over to Kriti who was still wondering about this mysterious "friend" who is apparently a familiar face to everyone but one she hasn't heard about at all.

"He can be trusted Kriti. Why else would I entrust the safety of my beloved sister and daughter to him?" Adithya said after seeing a look of uncertainty on Kriti's face.

After Adithya and Nandini left them, Kriti turned to her niece sitting on the couch, "So my dear sugarplum, what will we do now?" Kriti jr ran to the showcase and took out board game from the drawer. They played the game for a while, watched Tom and Jerry on the tv. Kriti looked over at the clock. It's been half an hour since she started babysitting. Where was this so called trusted friend who was supposed to give them company? She contemplated on calling up Adithya and give him a piece of her mind but then she didn't wanted to interrupt theie date night. "Best friend…Trusted indeed" She muttered "He's going to ghost me for sure"

"Ugh! Why can't I stick to one decision? Now I'll have to host a stranger" she inwardly groaned

Kriti jr looked up at her aunt "Why are you angry Aunty?" She squeaked

"How do you know I am angry?" Kriti enquired

"Because Amma says you murmur when you are upset. So I know you are angry" the little girl said as a matter of fact. Kriti laughed, how well Nandini knows her.

"I am not angry Kanne, I'm just irritated" Kriti sighed, glancing at the clock again. He looked at her niece again when she felt a tug on her kurti. "I am hungry" Kriti jr said with puppy eyes.

"Okay, let's go have dinner" Both girls made their way to the kitchen and was deciding whether to make dinner or order out when the doorbell rang again. "Yay, Kamsa Mama is here!" Saying this Kriti jr sped out of the kitchen, leaving behind a perplexed Kriti behind.

Kamsa who?

The glee in the child's eyes made her irrationally jealous

She heard her niece calling out "It's open, Mama. Come, come" and went to investigate, stopping midway to see a young man twirling her niece, laughing with her. The guy was tall, looked the same age as her and was casually dressed in denim jeans and sweatshirt. She only had a few seconds to admire his curly hair and sparkling eyes before those same eyes met with hers. He set down Kriti jr, looking at her with curiosity and suddenly Kriti felt consious of how she was looking - Not expecting him to show up, she was dressed in an old kurti with three-fourth leggings and her hair in a bun, with a few strands already escaping here and there. My God! What a first impression I am giving this guy. She thought. But then again, why am I stressing on how I look? Not like he's here to flirt with me.

The newly arrived person, walked over to her and extended his hand, still smiling wholeheartedly "So you must be this little mischief queen's godmother. Adi and Nandu can't stop talking about you" He said "Hi, I'm Vaishakh "

"Hi, I'm Kriti"

"Do you know the word Kriti means creation, a work of art?" He asked suddenly

"Yes" Kriti replied, wondering where this was going

"Art is beauty. So I don't think I have to tell you how beautiful you are, Miss Kriti" He said with a grin .

Kriti is no stranger to compliments but she would be lying if she said that pickup line wasn't good. Either he was buttering her up for coming in late or he was a natural flirt.

"Thank you" She said, not letting him give the impression that he had won her over "And if I'm not wrong, people with the name Vaishakh has a good and nice disposition"

He grinned wider "So you like giving out compliments as well. Good for you. We are going to get along just fine" He winked at her and walked towards the kitchen, with a gleeful Kriti jr following him.

Kriti let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in "This is going to be a long night" She wondered as she shut the door.

Anni- sister in law

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rubywolf0201 · 3 months

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Thoughts on the latest episode of BUCCHIGIRI?! aka it’s going to be intense

WARNING: *Spoilers for Episode 8*

- Wow… this episode really put Matakara through the wringer huh? ☹️

- So episode starts off with baby Matakara and Mitsukuni visiting the Honki Temple. From there, we see baby Matakara witnessing a moving shadow within the picture of Ichiya (don’t worry I’ll get there soon). Matakara hid behind Mitsukuni to which the latter says that the moving shadow senses people with a weak heart and gave Matakara an advice: To become Honki people, one must not run away.

- After the opening, we see Mahoro just gleefully swiping pictures of Marito in fanservicey positions but the moment Arajin calls out to her she’s like 😒

- Anyways, when Arajin started to yap his mouth about wanting to take over Siguma for the sake of winning Mahoro’s heart, girl just up and left lol.

- Oh but before that Mahoro took a slight glimpse of Arajin’s bento box before she turned her back.

- But as soon as she’s leaving, Matakara appears and greeted Mahoro but she also ignored him.

- Arajin was pissed at that but soon both he and Matakara are sitting next to each other. Matakara then begin to discuss about Mirsukuni’s release from juvie and asked Arajin if they can use the restaurant to celebrate his return. Arajin begrudgingly said yes to it which got Matakara excited.

- From there, we see the puppy boi going around asking Minato Kai from his friends to Kenichiro if they’re attending, to which all of them said yes. (What a happy bunch)

- While walking home, Arajin asked Senya why he is so insistent on merging with him to which Senya jokingly replies that he wants to start a family. Along the conversation, Senya inquires about Mitsukuni to which Arajin say that the latter is much stronger than Kenichiro himself which of course excited Senya.

- In the restaurant, Arajin told his mum about Mitsukuni’s return and Matakara happened to come by. Matakara also revealed that Mitsukuni is now 21, the same age as Kenichiro.

- We also have Arajin/Matakara bonding moments in the kitchen where Matakara tries to badly make gyoza. He also revealed that neither he nor Mitsukuni can cook.

- Another detail I’ve noticed: Matakara also reveals that he wants to save up enough money to buy an apartment for both him and his brother with no mention of his parents around.

- The next day, Matakara is seen cleaning the Honki temple when he came across the members of NG Boys beating up Akutaro. Of course, witnessing it made Matakara to confront them which causes those guys to run.

- Matakara saw Akutaro lying on the ground and proceed to help him despite what has happened back in the Gang War arc.

- Akutaro then proceeded to secretly out Senya before he backed off a little by giving a mix of ‘Just kidding’ and ‘I won’t tell you’ expression. Much later, it is heavily implied that Akutaro set up the scene because Ichiya told him and also to plan his revenge on Kenichiro as well.

- The next day, we have Matakara planning to go to the juvie hall to pick up his brother and we also have a montage of Minato Kai and Arajin setting up the welcome party. Overall, it’s a cute and sweet moment for the whole of Minato Kai.

- Also I find it funny how Zabu has an artistic side lol.

- While Matakara is waiting for Mitsukuni to come out, a person began to walk out with an umbrella which excited Matakara because it’s his brother- Wait no. It’s a prison guard and asked if Matakara is his relative and delivered the most heartbreaking news which caused Mata to drop the umbrella meant for his brother.

- The next day, we see Zabu and Komao, searching high and low for Matakara even asking the lady (who I presume is his aunt or caretaker) if she knew his whereabouts to which she says no.

- Komao as always is funny and kept cawing back at the crow

- Arajin and his mum at the restaurant wondering where Matakara is and why he didn’t show up to the surprise party to which the former replied that he doesn’t know.

- At school, Arajin approached Mahoro, while the latter is still disinterested in him, who is about to give her a new soapstone. But just then, Zabu and Komao approached him and brought him to a corner to ask about the whereabouts of Matakara.

- Zabu and Komao also delivered the news about what happened to Mitsukuni: Apparently, some juvie mates are fighting and Mitsukuni in a futile attempt to stop the fighting got stabbed and was sent to the hospital, with heavy implications that he won’t make it.

- Arajin obviously doesn’t know and asked if the two of them know where Matakara is considering both Zabu and Komao are closer to him to which Zabu lashed out at him at his dickheaded behaviour (understandably so).

- And of course, Arajin then retorted that he doesn’t care about Matakara in the slightest which angered Zabu enough that he and Komao left him.

- On the school rooftop, Arajin expected to meet Mahoro on top but she wasn’t there (probably because she learns that going there meant seeing him) and as soon as he opened up his lunch, he saw the badly made gyoza’s that Matakara made 🥺

- But back to Matakara, we now see him at a park, cradling himself helplessly at the news of losing his brother (who I assume is his only family). Then all of a sudden, he kept seeing a shadow creeping over and oh boy. He screamed at the sight of it and ran away as fast as he can.

- The mysterious shadow kept following poor Matakara and the poor boi just kept trying to outrun it all the while being tired from running from it.

- The next scene we have Matakara appearing next to the restaurant in which Mrs Tomoshibi appeared and answered the door. Mata asked if Arajin is home, seemingly trying to recover from shock and that he went to the Tomoshibi’s because it’s a safe place for him.

- Matakara went up to Arajin’s room and sat right next to his bedside while the latter is sleeping, having a relieved expression.

- Unfortunately, one strand of Arajin’s hair revealed the metal bullet that held Senya. Out of curiousity, he pressed on it which popped out Senya with a menacing expression on his face. Matakara again ran and screamed, waking up Arajin in the process of what’s happening.

- Just as Matakara is running away from the restaurant, Akutaro appeared out of nowhere and then starts delivering cold hard truths about Arajin and how he has Senya with him. Matakara kept screaming in denial about his views of Arajin.

- And oh boy, just as Matakara ran away again, Akutaro belted out an evil laugh with Ichiya’s shadow behind him, implying that both Akutaro and Ichiya masterminded the whole thing so that the latter can merge with him.

- Later, we have Arajin and Senya walking out of town to search for Matakara. (I presume that Yayako must have told Ara about Mata’s visit and that she saw him running away) While searching, Senya asked if there is a place that Matakara is at that holds significance to which Arajin realizes it’s the temple.

- At the temple, Matakara is back in the cradling position trying to calm himself down. Arajin approached him and Matakara has an expression where he has a glimmer of hope that with Arajin would comfort him and such.

- But nope. Arajin started to confess everything: He ran away and abandoned Matakara, he confessed that he was a weak coward for doing so, using Senya for power ups and that he never wanted to be a Honki Person to begin with.

- This confession has shattered Matakara so much so that he tried to deny it but Arajin was having none of it and that all Matakara is doing is just projecting something the he is not.

- And with that, Arajin just left leaving Matakara to process the truth of everything.

- The last scene has him and Senya walking back home with Senya slapping him on the back asking Arajin if he felt better about it, Arajin has an expression that more or less implies that maybe he does feel a little bit guilty for telling him the truth of everything that has happened but at the same time knew it was inevitable.

- The last scene has Akutaro walking up to the shrine, opening up the temple door to see Matakara huddling, clearly shattered from everything.

- Akutaro later throw a gun and prod Matakara to shot at it, with clear implications that he wants Mata to fuse with Senya.

- Matakara would then shoot and would be knocked out.

- When he awoke, he noticed something in between his chest which is a bullet, he pressed on it and lo and behold! OUT CAME ICHIYA!!

- And then the episode ends in a cliffhanger.

- Ok so overall thoughts, I struggled with this review because of how downright heartwrenching the whole entire episode is for Matakara. Like being informed of the death of his brother, being chased by a mysterious shadow and then his childhood best friend outing the truth. Boi it’s going to be a rough time for Mata.

#rubi’s post #bucchigiri?!#arajin tomoshibi #matakara asamine #mahoro jin #zabu kakeru #komao sakigake #akutaro shindo #senya #ichiya

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ghostedcas · 1 year

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i read the family fic you wrote and OOHHHH MY GODDDD I LOVED IT i swear fluff family fics have my heart i love them too much!!!

and reading the author note i would love to see how bug chose their name! :3

ahhh i'm so glad you liked it !! like seriously, this ask has me giggling, twirling my hair, kicking my feet. i die for the smallest bit of praise so i'm truly so so happy you liked it. MWAH MWAH, platonic kisses on the forehead for you nonnie <3 (and anyone else who read and liked it, all of you get platonic kisses too)

now, as requested, a cute blurb of how bug chose their name (and came out to simon and reader)

simon "ghost" riley x child!OC (bug riley)

word count: 824

warnings: a teeny bit of angst (bug is an anxious baby), but mostly just sweet sweet cotton candy :3

a/n: bug is 13 in this fic, it is told from their perspective. their dead name is mentioned twice.

a/n 2.0: i wrote this really quickly so it might not be that great, i'm stoned as fuck and it's like 10 to 05:00 rn but i really wanted to get this idea out for you guys bc i love this lil oc sm🥺 created them literally a day ago and i would die for them already

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it'll be fine, it'll be fine. mum and dad are so accepting and loving, mum is always telling me she'll always love me no matter what. i siked myself up as i walk into the kitchen where i hear my mum and dad making dinner again.

i wanted to come out to them before dad left for work again, but every time i got up the nerves i backed out, not this time.

"uh, mum? dad?" i spoke up as i walked into the kitchen, catching the attention of my parents who gave me their signature loving smiles.

"hi my little bug, how was your day at school?" mum asked me, opening her arms for her a hug, which i happily gave her.

"hey ben, how was school bud?" dad asked, making my stomach churn a little at the sound of my birth name.

"it... it was good." i replied with a heavy sigh, mum's face immediately contorting into worry at the sound. "i actually wanted to talk to you two about something. can we sit down?"

"yes, of course." mum says as soon as the words are out of my mouth, she gently grabs my shoulders and walks to the dinner table with me, making sure dad was following behind.

as we sat at the table i felt a lump begin to form in the back of my throat and my heart begin to race. this was really happening. oh god this was really happening, i'm doing this.

"what is it benjamin? did something happen?" mum asks me with worry in her voice.

"if someone is hurting you just say the word bud, i'll deal with them." dad says gruffly, standing behind mum with a hand on her shoulder.

"no, no it's nothing like that," i begin, mouth running dry as i try to for words. i try to think of what to say, but the words wont come out right.

"i don't think i'm a boy!" i blurted before i could realize what i was saying. this was not the course of action i wanted to take.

"huh?" dad said with a raised brow. "what.. what does that even mean?"

"simon!"

"it's a legitimate question babe!"

"it's rude to ask it like that though!"

"guys! please! just," i sighed. "i don't... feel right as a boy. i'm nonbinary."

their silence makes my stomach drop, but my heart stops when dad just leaves the dining room to return to the kitchen without even looking at me. fuck, he hates me now.

"we'll be right back my baby, don't worry. stay there." mum says softly, putting a gentle hand on my head before she gets up to follow my father. leaving me to sit in silence. i just disappointed my fucking hero. my dad hated me now, i never should've said anything.

it's only five or so minutes before they both come back, dad seems... calm. i didn't expect that, in a way that scared me more.

"first off, we want to say that we love you so much baby. and we're so happy you felt comfortable enough to tell us this. we wont pretend we understand what that means but we are prepared to learn." mum says softly, taking my hands in hers and rubbing her thumbs over my knuckles as she speaks.

"wait... really?" i ask, feeling tears of relief welling in my eyes.

"of course, you're our son- our child, and we want you to be happy. we love you for you." dad said, putting a rough hand on my head.

that's all it took to break me, the waterworks flowing freely as i fall into my mother's arms. i feel her wrap them around me and she rubs my back, whispering sweet affirmations to me and kissing my head.

"this means you'll want to change your name, right? have you decided on one yet my little bug?" mum asked sweetly, causing a wide grin to spread across my face.

"yeah, i have. i picked it because it means a lot to me. you know, you've been calling me this my entire life when you realized how intrigued i was by bugs as a baby. so i went with bug. because mum always calls me her little bug." i explained to my parents, this time it was apparently my mother's turn to cry.

i watched as my mother began to sob in joy, pulling me to hold at arms length and look me in the face. "oh sweetheart, that's amazing. that makes me feel so special. i love you so much, bug."

my heart swells as mum calls me by my name, as she pulls me in for another hug i feel dad wrapping his arms around the two of us and giving my head another rough but loving pat.

"we both love you, bug."

"i love you both too."

what the hell did i ever have to be worried about?

#simon riley x reader fluff #simon ghost riley fluff #simon riley x oc #simon ghost riley x oc #ghostedcas #casper writes #casper's 💌#ghostedcas: bug riley #ghostedcas: ghost

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florintradat · 1 year

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So This is Love, Huh?

TW FOR BLOOD, DEATH, DYING!! [nothing in super detail, if I forgot something let me know!!]

Florin knew he was old. He had been around before medieval times and had seen the uprising and crashing of many kingdoms in Europe.

He was happy though.

He had his parents and that’s all he really needed. He was never faced with the hate and fear that humans held for his kind. Their parents didn’t want him to suffer through that at a young age. They wanted him happy and they did that well. He never complained and he always smiled.

Big and bright.

Until they came.

The Hunters.

The castle once bustled with family and friends until there was no one. The raid was horrible, hunters storming in and his parents, aunts and uncles trying to protect everyone. He was forced into a closet and was forced to hear the sound of his family members being slain, scream after scream. Florin only felt the pain in his heart and the hot tears rolling down his face as he tried to follow what his mother told him. ‘Stay quiet. Don’t let them hear you and don’t come out. No matter what you hear.’

After a couple hours it was completely quiet. No more screams. No more footsteps or yelling. So Florin carefully got up and got out of the closet. He walked out into the hallway and numbly looked around. His eyes were dull and lifeless as he looked over the bodies that littered the ground. He walked around until he stopped in front of two bodies.

His parents.

Without thinking he took off his mom’s rings, slipping them on. Her necklaces, his dad’s brooch and watch. He put them all on before carefully pulling them along. One by one each person he buried.

He had to bury his family as a kid and everything hurt and everything felt numb.

He cleaned up the floors before packing his bag and walking out of the castle.

Where was he going? He wasn’t sure. He just wanted to be away. He will be back…he’s not abandoning his family. Never. He just needs time away.

“I see you gained a new power there?” A soft voice spoke as they laughed, blue eyes looking at the vampire as he floated around.

“I can fly!” He yelled happily as he floated around the human in circles.

“More like…float. Barely-”

“Don’t ruin my fun!” He whines as he pouts at Zoltan, prince Zoltan Csekonics. He was the next in line for the throne in a small Hungarian kingdom. Flo had traveled to Hungary for a change of scenery, to get away from the pains of the past. That’s when he found Zoltan and they instantly clicked. The one problem was…his parents didn’t approve of vampires. Hated them really. But anytime the castle was empty Zoltan brough Florin in and made sure the servants shut their mouths on the man’s presence in the castle.

Zoltan laughed as he rolled his eyes taking Flo’s hand. “Stop floating around and walk with meee!” He whines back letting out a snort as Flo just huffs and walks alongside him, holding his hand back.

“Why do I stick around? You’re mean-” They said as they pursued their lips out and looked away. Zol rolled his eyes and turned Flo’s chin to face him before pecking his lips quickly.

“You know why~” He made kissy sounds while Flo fake gagged at him. “You love me~”

Oh yeah, they were dating too.

One night of sneaking out some royal wine, getting drunk and secrets being spilled lead to a, so far, happy relationship.

Zol had learned a lot about Flo’s family that night while Flo learned how deep Zol’s parent’s hate for vampires was.

They kept walking along the corridors, laughing and smiling until Zolton looked out the window. His heart dropped and skin went paler than it was before. He lightly pushed Flo over. “Go! You have to go! They’re back!” He whispered yelled while Flo’s eyes widened. He gave Zol a quick peck before going invisible and floating out of the window. Zolton quickly fixed his appearance as he kept walking pretending he was heading to wherever they had been walking.

Later in the same day Zolton had been in his room, writing some letters for Florin with a small lovestruck smile. He hummed softly to himself as the candles glowed, them being his only light source, watching his quill write over the parchment in front of him. He was about to continue his letter, dipping his quill in more ink, before a knock on his door stopped him mid-write. His eyebrows furrowed as he opened the door and looked at a maid. “What is it that you need?” He asked, eyebrows raised as the maid bowed quickly.

“I’m so sorry young master for the bother. But the King and Queen want you asap in their office.” Zolton looked confused but nodded and got dressed before walking to his parent’s office. He knocked before coming into the room to see his dad sat at the desk and his mother sat in front of it.

“You wanted to see me?”

“Ah yes! My boy. The person I wanted to see. Sit.” He motioned to the chair next to him as Zolton just nodded slowly before sitting down. His mother didn’t say a word before he looked at his dad for him to continue. “We walked to talk about that…’friend’...of yours.” The way he said friend made Zol’s blood run cold. ‘Did he know? Did he know they’re dating? That he isn’t human?’ He was panicking now as he swallowed the lump in his throat.

“W-What about him?” He asked, a shake in his voice, as he cleared his throat lightly.

“You see…a little bird has told us some interesting information about you two.” The man shuffled through some papers. “That you two have been seen acting in ways friends do not act and that this…man…isn’t human at all…” he ended with looking Zolton in the eyes. The boy’s demeanor had given him away fully. He was extremely pale, sweat on his forehead as he shook. His mother held his hand, fake sympathy in her eyes.

“Oh honey. It’s okay. You don’t need to say anything. Everything will be forgotten but we do want one thing from you.” He looked at the two of them frantically as he had a strange feeling in his stomach.

“Kill him.” The wind felt like it was knocked out of him as he quickly shook his head, snatching his hand away from his mother.

“No. Please no.” His father’s jaw clenched as he set the papers down.

“I was fearing you would say that.” He stood up and looked Zolton down with an icy stare. “You will do it or you are no longer a part of this family. You will be taken care of and I will make sure everyone is erased of the memory of you. You never existed.” Zolton’s eyes filled with tears as he choked back a sob. “It’s your choice.”

With that it was over.

It had been a couple days since his parents told them his demands and Zolton hadn’t been able to calm down. He lashed out at Flo one day and he stopped coming over for a few days. The human prince was in his fencing room, late at night, sword in hand. He wasn’t allowed typically when others were there but alone in the dead silence of night he didn’t care about the rules. He took his favorite sword and started to let his frustrations out. He was so stuck in his head he hadn’t heard the soft creaking of wood or the person behind him. “Boo~” A soft whisper was heard in his ear. Zolton screamed as he dropped his sword on the ground and turned his hand to his chest. He relaxed when he was met by the laugh he loved so much and always sounded like music to him.

“I told you to stop doing that!” He smacked Flo’s arm before picking up the sword from the ground.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! You were just so into it, I couldn’t help it.” He smiled and Zol wasn’t sure if it was possible to fall more in love with the vampire in front of him.

The moment was soon ruined when his mind was flooded with his parent’s words. He put his sword back in its seith before smiling sadly at Flo. The vampire’s eyebrows raised at him as his demeanor changed. They lightly cup his face in their cold hands and look him over. “What’s wrong sweetheart?” He asked worry flooding in his eyes. “Is something the matter?” Zol’s eyes fell to the ground as he let out a pained sigh.

“Just…Just the parents.” He muttered as Flo just nodded sadly. They didn’t ask anymore questions as he pulled the prince into his arms.

“It’s alright my little prince. Things will get better once you take the throne.” He muttered and in that moment Zolton wanted to break down and sob. He wanted to tell them everything he was told but he just couldn’t. His mind clouded in panic as he feared what could happen. He didn’t want to let go of Flo but he also didn’t want to die at the hands of his parents.

So his foggy pained mind could only think of one thing.

Kill two birds with one stone.

As he went to hug Flo back and slowly and quietly pulled the sword with him…and then he blunged it. He made sure the sword impaled both of them. He heard Florin’s pained gasp and small hisses of pain. Tears welled up in the human’s eyes as the pain spread along his body, knowing it was hurting Florin way more since it was silver. Florin’s eyes were blown out as he looked at Zolton. Betrayal written all over his face as his own tears fell, blood pouring from his lips as he gasped holding his open wound. “W-Why?” He croaked out. Zolton sobbed as he let words out.

“They were going to k-kill me if I-I didn’t kill you. I c-couldn’t. N-No.” He wrapped his arms around Flo’s shoulders, the sword pushing further into the human’s body. “I d-didn’t want to let go…”

“So you thought it was a good idea to kill us both?!” Florin shouted, ignoring any pain he had, his blood boiling as he looked at him, his hands shaking as he pushed the arms around him. “You thought this…” He took the handle to the sword and started pulling it out. Zolton gasped as he started coughing up blood. Florin’s nose wrinkled as the smell filled his nose. “You thought this would be better than maybe running away?” He threw the sword down as he coughed up blood, tears running down his face as he looked at the man he thought he loved. “You’re pathetic!” He held his middle as he bled out, watching as Zolton slowly lost the color in his eyes.

“I’m sorry. I love you.” He whispered and with that he went limp.

Florin stared

Numbly.

Like he did centuries ago.bin

He took the crown and started limping out of the castle, hand around his middle hoping he would heal soon.

Where to now?

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artistic-shapeshifter · 6 months

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Faes of the Stars Chapter 3

@afloofwithmultipleinterests helped me write this chapter~ much thanks to her~!

Chapter 3

Ana opened her eyes to a pressure against her ribs. She yawned and turned her head to see Eclipse pressed up against her as much as he could. His face was hidden as he slept, Ana simply watching his breathing for a moment before smiling.

He seemed like such a cuddly one, that was for sure.

She turned her head to look at the egg. It still sat there. Motionless. She hummed a bit, leaning her neck over to readjust some of the blankets and moss to make sure it was warm. She hummed again, her ears twitching forward as if she was listening to the slightest sound from the egg. But she heard nothing…

She held back another sigh as she heard a squeak of a yawn from Eclipse. Ana turned her head to see his head lift up, rubbing his eyes with a paw.

“Morning kiddo.”

“Morning…” Eclipse mumbled sleepily.

“How’d you sleep?”

Eclipse laid his head back down, cuddled up against her before he spoke.

“Okay…you’re really warm…”

Ana couldn’t help but chuckle, it didn't seem like this one was much of an early riser…though he could have just been tired…a lot had happened after all.

“I’m glad I was able to keep you cozy honey.”

Eclipse gave a sleepy but happy hum as he stretched and rolled onto his back to look up at her.

“What are we doing today?”

Ana softened her smile, leaning her head down to gently boop his belly with her snout, earning a few high pitched giggles.

“You are going to go to Mr. Kylin’s class for the day. Learn some things and maybe make some friends. I’m gonna take yer sibling over there and do some research at the library.”

“Do I have to? I wanna stay with you!” Ana turned her head to look down at the youngun, the surprise that he already looked up to her so much. He’s hardly spent a day with her…. She sighed. “Another time, ok? I promise. I just want to make sure I know how to take care of you kids. And I want you to make friends and learn anything a young dragon is gonna need to know.” She watched Eclipse lower his frills, clearly disappointed, but nonetheless, he had nodded in agreement. “Okay! Then we’ll play together right?” Ana couldn’t hide her smile. “Course sweetheart. Whatever you wanna do. Now come on.”

“Coming mom!”

After Ana dropped Eclipse off, she made her way to the library with the egg held against her chest with her paw. She looked through the shelves filled with books on millions of topics. She lowered her ears…Where was she to even start? “Do you require assistance?” Ana flinched, turning her head to see the odd one in charge of the library. A robotic being. Colorful and looking rather…old. Najada has mentioned him being of dwarven tech. “Oh…CC. Uh, I’m just looking for books on fae dragons….just so I can take care of this little one.” She nodded down toward the egg. It was hard to tell what CC was actually paying attention to. But his head tilted toward the egg in her arm. Then back up to her. “You are looking for egg care. Please, return to your quarters, I shall have the books you require delivered.” Ana blinked, flicking her ears back. “Oh you don’t have to-” “The egg should not be moved. It should stay in the warmth of the nest.” Ana blinked again, surprised by that. Yeesh…technology was something else alright.

“Ah right…thank you.”

She left the library, staring at the ground awkwardly as she tried the conversation. Parenting advice from an emotionless sounding robot…what next?

As promised, CC had delivered the reading material to Ana. He hadn’t stayed, much to Ana’s relief.

She stared down at the egg, moving and fluffing the moss that surrounded it.

Ana hummed in worry. She knew nothing bout hatching an egg after all…she looked toward the doorway. Kylin and chica promised to bring Eclipse back after classes. And that should be soon…She huffed again and pulled a large book to her. One about Fae dragons.

“Better learn now before you enter the world huh kiddo..?” She chuckled dryly to the egg. Though it gave no reaction. As usual…

She hummed and continued reading. Unaware of the egg’s sudden slight wobbles.

Her ear twitched at a sudden cracking sound. Ana turned toward the egg, her eyes widening seeing a piece of shell fall off.

“…Yer hatching…oh my god…oh my god yer hatching!!” She panicked. Alone with an egg about to hatch and she had no clue what she was doing

Ana wasn't prepared to raise a lone baby dragon by herself! What does she do? What does she do!?

"... Keep calm," she told herself. "It's only one baby dragon, it's not like it'll be that hard, right?"

As the egg broke open, two little baby dragons broke the egg clean in half, one resting on the yellow half of the sparkly egg, and the other resting on the blue half. The dragon pups started whimpering due to the cold, unable to feel or smell their mom anywhere. With that Ana gasped... TWO BABY DRAGONS!? Oh gods, she wasn't prepared for this! The Adoptive mama dragon rushed gently over to the new kin, unable to know what to think at the moment other than the babies certainly needed her fluff to warm them.

The two of them nuzzled against her fur, chirps and squeaks coming out of the golden hatchling while the white and blue one pressed up against Ana.

Her initial shock wearing off now, she actually got a good look at them. She couldn’t help the smile that grew on her muzzle.

One certainly looked more similar to Eclipse. Much more brightly colored. The little frills surrounding its head like a little lion. Talkative too for a newborn. The blue and pale white one stayed close to her chest fluff, only giving the occasional chirp in response to its twins constant chatting.

“Well…look at you two…” Ana muttered, allowing her instinct to take over as she began licking the two clean.

She never picked up on the clacking of claws behind her, the cockatrice returning with her eldest.

“Miss Ana!” Chica called as Eclipse trotted beside her. “We’ve brought Clipsey back-”

“Oh my…” Kylin clacked his beak, seeing the broken shell and hearing the constant chirping. “Did it..?”

Ana turned her head. “They’re here.”

Eclipse's eyes widened stunned that his baby brother or sister- .. Wait.. sisters?! Brothers?! Brother and sister!? There were two!

"Oh WOW!" The young dragon exclaimed excitedly, his tail wagging happily behind him as he carefully bounded to look at the babies. "I got two sibs to play with now?? i thought they weren't supposed to hatch for another week!" he whisper-shouted, ecstatic for his baby sibs' arrival.

The small dragon gently laid a close but safe distance from the babies, earning a bit of a chuckle out of Ana at the wholesomeness of the moment... sure it may be hard... but it would be worth it to ensure these babies had a mother to raise them right.

"Daw.. they are just adorable lil' chickpeas aren't they?" Chica cooed like a loving aunt. "how long ago did they hatch?" she asked, looking back up at Ana with a big smile on her face.

“Not even five minutes ago.” Ana snorted. “Caught me off guard that’s for sure…”

“Ohoho! I should let her majesty know right away! She will be ecstatic for you Miss Ana! The proudest! Oh, I should hurry. These little ones will need a look over and no one is better than a dragon with previous mother experience!!”

Kylin quickly rambled, before turning to his pupil. “Oh chica, do stay here and help miss Ana for the time being! I shall return post haste!”

“Oh sure Ky-“ the elder cockatrice was long gone.

“Lin…”

Ana chuckled. “For an old bird, guys got a lot of pep in him…”

Chica sighed. “Tell me about it…but uh…how are you doing dear?”

Ana flicked her ears back at the question. She looked down at Eclipse who admired his siblings with his tail swaying.

She lowered her voice to the reptilian chicken. “Nervous…still hoping I’m not biting off more than I can chew…just wanna give these kids a chance…”

Chica nodded in understanding. "Motherhood is a big job, sure... and at times it can be far from easy.. but with them being raised by a dragon like you? I just know that the universe gave them the perfect caterer in respect of their biological mother.. there will be mistakes, everyone makes them. but as long as you don't give up on them.. they won't give up either." the peppy cockatrice assured her with a smile. "i just can't wait to hear what their names are once they've been decided!"

The more cool colored baby dragon let out a high pitched snort, kicking the brighter colored one in the face, to which it barked at as if having faced similar behavior in the egg. the blue crooned in response, the kick being the result of trying to bury himself in the fluff. Ana softly picks the starry looking one up by the scruff. readjusting him so he wouldn't smufficate himself. the small pup let a whine and mouse-like growl in response, grumpy to not getting his way.

“So much attitude in such a small lil thing...” Ana snorted.

Eclipse giggled. “What are you gonna call em?”

Ana looked at him before back at the twins. “Once yer grandma looks em over I’m sure I’ll have something by then…”

And as if on cue-

“Oh let me see the darlings!”

In came the Queen, a smile on her muzzle. As she moved to Ana’s side she gasped softly.

“Oh my goodness…they’re absolutely beautiful.”

Ana smiled up at her. “Guess I got lucky to get twins huh?”

“I’d say so. May I?”

Ana nodded, watching as Najada picked up the golden baby and looked it over. She hummed and smiled before cradling the golden one and picking up the blue one and repeating her examination.

“Well, I’m proud to say, two beautiful and perfectly healthy baby boys! You’ve got quite the trio here.”

"Baby boys?" eclipse excited, repeating in a question as if to make sure.

Najada chuckled with a smile. "Yes! Two baby boys. I'm sure you're very excited to play with them when they're old enough, hm?"

"Yeah!'' The dawn-like dragon cheered aloud which spooked the little ones a bit, causing them to bleet much similarly to baby lion cubs. eclipse gasped softly before gently lowering himself down to nuzzle them.

"Aw i'm sorry!" he whispered. "forgive big bro? its okay...." Ana helped with the nuzzling, licking over her three adoptive babies in the process.

Najada smiled softly, before turning back to Ana. "Being a first time mom, adoptive or not, don't feel like you have to face this all by yourself. I know you're determined, independent.. but being a single mother of three can be a lot for a dragon. This old soul and company are gonna help you every step of the way. "

Ana nodded. "Right...Thank you."

Najada bowed her head with a smile. "You'll do fine...trust your instincts and don't be afraid to ask for help.."

"Yea. I will" Ana nodded, taking in a deep breath to try and ease the pit in her stomach.

Najada hummed, pressing foreheads with her own adopted daughter. She looked down at the babies. "Any ideas on names then?"

Ana looked over her boys. She lowered her ears in thought, moving a paw over the golden baby and brushing his cheek with a finger. "Well...I got an Eclipse...so I think Sunny would fit perfectly for this one and..." She looked at the blue one. "...I like Moon for you..."

"Well he does rather look like a Moonberry doesn't he?" Najada chuckled. "Those are darling choices."

"Ohhh! How cute! Little starry babies!" Chica cooed

Little Sunlet out a soft whine similar to a crying puppy, sniffing the paw if trying to find what or whoever was attached to it... it wasn't his mama, but it didn't seem harmful. Meanwhile moon chuffed sleepily, not really thinking much, not investigative or curious yet.. just having the desire to be a sleepy little thing. "How long will it take before I can play with em' mama?" Eclipse whispered to the derg curiously, his tail flicking back and forth. "I can't wait to teach em to fly- oh- or wrestle with em', or- or-" Eclipse shook his head. "there's just so much to look forward to!"

Ana hummed a chuckle, lowering her head to nuzzle Eclipse.

“I think it’s gonna be a bit hun…just be patient. You’ll have plenty of time to be a big brother.”

Eclipse let out a purr, nuzzling back against her.

“Aww..okay.”

Najada smiled at the scene. “Well then, I think I’ll let you rest. You’ll all need it with these little ones around.”

The rainbow dragon bowed her head.

Ana nodded back. “Night Najada.” Chica gave a wave with her wing. “Goodnight Ana. Goodnight pumpkins~!”

That night was a good night, which turned into a good week... after the week turned to the first year, from seeing the babys' eyes open for the first time, to going from bleeting to hearing their first babbling attempts at speaking, Ana thought she couldn't love her new family any more than she already did... Today however, just on the cusp of the second winter... the first steps into childhood happened... quite literally, proving Ana wrong.

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lyrasfuneral · 2 years

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐘 | 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈

category: fluff to angst

Y/N was the prettiest girl Baji had seen. He loved her dearly. The first time he saw her, his eyes lit up. He was so in love, that he dropped his Peyoung Yakisoba that he and Chifuyu were sharing. He just knew he had to impress her in some way—

He reviewed her grades and she had consecutive A’s— Alright, Keisuke. Look like a dork. Chifuyu had tried to tell him to just go up and talk to her but, our little Keisuke couldn’t handle that.

He came to school the next day wearing glasses and carrying a random glasses case he stole. “You dropped your case.“ Y/N said, picking the item up. Baji saw sparks fly.

“C-Can I take you out?”

Y/N gave him a dazed look and became silent. “Sorry! I shouldn’t have asked that. Forgive me-!”

“Sure. Why not?”

The rest was history. Well- Chifuyu had to help Baji steal enough cash to buy an expensive suit. It was fun. After two months of dating. The entirety of Toman knew about Y/N.. but, the thing was. They never encountered her. They only heard stories about her from Baji and Chifuyu.

Come to find out, Y/N thinks Baji has an after-school job. Well, guess what? The after-school job is Toman! “You gotta let us meet her. Come on! How am I gonna tell funny stories at the wedding?!” Mikey pleaded. “Ok- Ok… but she really doesn’t know about the gang stuff. She can’t find out, seriously.” Baji said.

You were sorta happy to meet Baji’s friend. Their appearances… looked a bit scary. You heard from your parents that only gang members had piercings. “Hi… I’m Y/N L/N…” The girl bowed, hearing their loud laughs. “Y/N You don’t have to bow, seriously.” Baji smiled, holding her hand gently. “This is Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, Pah, and you already know Chifuyu.” Baji pointed to each person as he said their names. “We heard a lot about you! We didn’t expect him to actually have a girlfriend though. Glad there’s someone to deal with his bullshit.” Draken smirked.

“Keisuke’s actually laidback! He studies with me a lot!”

“WHAT?!”

“He studies with me… All the time? Did I say something wrong?” Y/N withered. “N-No! They’re just surprised because um... Baji’s a lot smarter than us. He’s really quick with work so we’re surprised he’s actually studying with someone!” Chifuyu said, smiling at Y/N. “Oh… That’s great! I didn’t know you were that smart, Kei! I guess you really are a genius.” Y/N kissed Baji’s cheek with a small smile.

“Well! It was lovely for you guys to meet! How about I take you home, Y/N! You know your dad is really strict about that curfew!” Baji yanked Y/N away. “You guys nearly broke the cover!”

“… How do we break a cover? Its fabric.”

“Come on Pah… Follow along bro.”

To you, the meeting was only questionable because they didn’t sound stunned that you and Baji were both smart— but because he wasn’t that smart. If Keisuke wasn’t that smart, then how in the world was he keeping up with you? “Kei… Are you lying to me about something?” Y/N asked, letting go of his hand. “… No. Why would you think that?” He responded, looking her in the eyes.

“It’s just um… Your friend. The ones you introduced as Mikey and Draken... Have you not heard of them? They’re gang members! It’s um. The… Tokyo.. um... I dunno.” Your shoulders slumped, but you noticed Baji breathing heavily. “You haven’t been in contact with any gangs, right? Are you ok?” He asked.

“I met the leader of the Black Dragons once! He and his friends stopped to help me because I scraped my knee! I wonder how they’re doing…”

Not well, Y/N! Baji actually had something to do with his death but moving on:

“Ok, Y/N. I’m a part of Toman. You were right. Tokyo Manji Gang, ok? I just.. didn’t want you to be scared of me.” Baji looked away and began rubbing his neck. “Huh? Why would I be spooked by anyone? If I’m gonna die I’d just die. I’m scared of my mom when she messes up dinner though.” Y/N shrugged. “So you’re not upset?” Baji smiled.

Y/N roughly grabbed his ear and pulled him down. “Yes, I am upset! You overworked yourself because you wanted to seem smart, didn’t you? That’s why you kept showing up to school late!” Y/N yelled. “Ok! Ok! Yes! I did! I wanted to impress you!”

The full way home was a lecture about protection and what to do if someone shows up to a fight with a gun— and to not lie about unreasonable things. Y/N cherished Keisuke regardless.

And when he departed, she just couldn’t handle it. She let herself go. Only so she could be reunited with her lover.

Anything for her loverboy.

masterlist ⤦

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#keisuke baji #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x y/n #baji keisuke x reader #tr #baji angst #angst #fluff to angst #-lyrasfuneral☆彡

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samira-kehmet · 3 months

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Divorce Goals || Flashback

Date: 1895

Location: Samira and Kore's apartment

Notes: Samira and Kore's youngest daughter, Rae, is... something else.

"I wish I was divorced," Rae sighed out of nowhere.

The rest of the dinner table froze. Samira's fork hovered in front of her mouth as she processed what her ten-year-old just said. She looked over at Kore, who was already looking at her. Ellexa, then twelve years old, appeared completely unfazed by her sister's ridiculous statement as she continued eating.

Kore gave a "it's your turn" expression to Samira. Great.

"Why... do you want to get divorced?" Samira hesitantly asked, still in disbelief she was asking a ten-year-old this.

In typical Rae fashion, she dramatic dropped her form on the plate and sat back in her seat with another big sigh. Since she was in diapers, the young Erkuss wanted to be an actress. She had the perfect personality for it. The perfect, big personality.

"So I could get money," Rae explained. "Bobbi Ryker's parents are getting divorced and she said her mother's gonna get a bunch of money from her father."

Samira and Kore locked eyes again. What the hell?

"Rae... you have money," Samira pointed out.

"No, I have your money," Rae corrected. Again, a ten-year-old was saying this. "I want my own money. From my future ex-husband. That way I won't need your money anymore."

Kore let out a laugh and quickly covered her mouth. It was hard not to find this funny. Even Samira had to crack a smile.

"Do you think your Mama and I got married for money?" Samira challenged. Surely, that's not at all what Rae thought.

Rae looked conflicted at the question. Good, Samira liked to think she gave her children no other reason for why she married Kore other than out of love. That wasn't the reality of many in her social class, but Samira was proudly an exception.

"No... right?" Rae looked at Kore to confirm. Since, well, Kore was the one with less money in this union.

Kore smiled at Rae.

"No, baby. Mima and I got married because we love each other very much. No other reason."

This seemed to confuse Rae even more.

"So... why do parents get divorced?"

Kore looked over at Samira, the local subject matter expert on this topic. This was far too mature of a conversation for a ten-year-old, but Samira noticed Ellexa looking up from her plate, also interested in the answer. Well, damn, now she had to answer it.

"Well... um... sometimes people do marry just for money." Far too honest an answer - Kore's eyebrow raised slightly. Oops. "Uh, but when they do marry because they love each other, sometimes... people change after a long time, and they aren't happy with each other anymore."

Rae frowned. "Is that what's going to happen to you and Mama?" Even Ellexa looked concerned with this question.

"No! No, of course not. Sometimes that happens, but that will never happen with Mama and I." For good measure, she reached over and took Kore's hand. "You'll understand when you get older, but you just know when you're meant to be with someone forever." Forever was the wrong word to use here, but she was speaking to a couple of pre-teens about this.

"Huh..." Rae seemed to contemplate this answer, like her entire view on life changed at this moment.

Ellexa, on the other hand, was satisfied with this answer and went back to eating. She often accepted that she would "understand when she got older" and left it at that. She was rather mature for a twelve-year-old.

"Well," Rae continued after she finished her contemplation. "I still want to get divorced. All the greatest actresses get divorced a bunch of times."

Samira and Ellexa rolled their eyes at the exact same time, while Kore burst out laughing. Rae really was destined for stardom.

#rae proceeded to get divorced two times lol #wow a non-depressing flashback hello!!! love that for us!!#flashback #self para

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revelinginthedarkrooms · 2 years

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Would You Smooch a Killer Robot? [X] Heck Yes - Chapter 6

Notes: I know my fellow Sunnyfuckers have been waiting for this one. Also, whoops, I kinda popped off with my own headcanons oopsie daisies

That moment when you're trying to be horny and you accidentally make Sunnydrop a yandere... oop sorry besties

CONTENT WARNING: Yandere, possessive Sun/Moon, dubcon that rapidly turns into very-enthusiastic-con

CHAPTER 6: Dusk to Dawn

You awoke some time later, surrounded by plush softness with a bouncing tune beckoning you to rise.

“...hwa…?” You groggily moaned, blinking sleepily as the light stung your eyes.

“Oh! You’re finally awake!” An almost annoyingly-chipper voice greeted you, and as your vision fully came back you noticed a yellow blob dancing before you.

You scrubbed at your eyes with your fists before blinking warily at the blob as it came into form as a dancing animatronic with the face of a sun. “... Huh?”

“You sure slept a while!” The grinning animatronic patted your head and sat next to you with his legs crossed. “I was worried Freddy wore you out too much!”

“... Who?” You raised an eyebrow. “Where am I?”

“Oh, where are my manners?!” He thrust out his hand. “Welcome to the Daycare! You can call me Sun, Sunny, Sunnydrop, whatever you want!”

Hesitantly, you took his hand. His grip was firm, and so was his shake. You scanned your brain for where you could have seen him before… and then you remembered.

“Oh, you’re the sun guy!” You exclaimed. “I remember seeing a poster of you somewhere!”

“That’s me!” He gave you a thumbs-up. “And since Freddy left you with me, you have to abide by the rules. Do you know them already?”

You shook your head.

“Okay! Rule one…” then he leaned in, and his voice dropped an octave, and you felt a shudder go down your spine. “... Keep. The lights. On.”

You smiled weakly, leaning back. “And…?”

He straightened back up, and to your relief, his voice was back to normal. “That’s it! Of course, naughty language and kicking, punching, fighting, and other things are also prohibited, but the light is really the main rule!”

“Cool…” you glanced around the strange little room. It was more akin to a cave, really, with pictures plastered around the walls and a strange little arcade machine buzzing away in the corner. How the heck was there even power in here, considering the entrance looked like someone bashed it in…?

“So what do you like to do for fun?” Sun bounced in his spot. “Fingerpaint? Stories? Arts and crafts? Ball pits?”

“Sleep,” you yawned.

“No, you can’t go back to sleep now! You just woke up!” Sun rested his hands on your shoulders. “C’mon, new friend! Let’s do something!”

No wonder he was in a daycare. He was just a little too energetic for you. Maybe you were getting old?

No, I can’t be getting that old, kids these days just have a lot more energy, you groused. Oh no, wait, now I sound like my parents.

You shook your head and tried to snuggle back into the pillow. “Sleep.”

“Are you really that tired?” He questioned, almost sadly.

You opened one eye to see him drooped over like a wilting flower. Though he had that grin on his face, he didn’t look anything but dejected.

Sympathy struck your chest. You remember feeling that way all the time, getting disappointed when people didn’t want to play or hang out with you, be it friends, classmates, clubmates…

Heaving a quiet sigh, you sat up. “Alright, I guess I could play for a little bit. I’m still a little sore though, so nothing strenuous.”

“Yes!” Sun was back to his bouncy, happy self, and he helped you from the little bed of blankets and pillows and patted your back. “I can’t wait! It’s been so long since I had someone to play with after hours, it gets so lonely at night!”

You felt a wry smile tug at your lips at his words. “Lonely, huh…”

“And Vanessa never wants to do anything with me,” he huffed. “And the other animatronics never visit, either! It’s just me!”

He bounced in front of you and grabbed you into a hug. “But now that you’re here, we can do so many things!”

Your eyes widened as he lifted you off the ground. Just how strong was this beanpole? He was only lifting you up by your armpits!

“Boy oh boy, we can do so many fun things!” He continued, chittering excitedly. “We can draw, we can play in the ball pit, we can drink Fizzy Faz until our heads EXPLODE and have a slumber party!”

You chuckled weakly, patting his wrists. “You can put me down now, y’know.”

“Oh! Sorry!” He set you down with a laugh. “Let’s go!”

True to his word, you ended up doing a lot of different things. He led you around the massive area, bringing out supplies upon supplies and letting you pick what to do. You admittedly had a fun time indulging in your inner child, drawing with him and laughing yourselves silly as you drank Fizzy Faz. Thankfully you’d brought a spare toothbrush and toothpaste with you in your bag, otherwise you would have felt guilty about going to bed with a mouth full of sugar.

Sun proved to be just as fun-loving and energetic as he’d been at first meeting, though he did try to subdue it when you didn’t match his energy. He was kinda cute - no, scratch that, he was hella cute. You came to quickly realize why the kids got him as an attendant.

Still, one thing nagged at you, and that was what both Sun and Vanessa had mentioned to you earlier - what about the moon was so dangerous? If he hadn’t hurt any children yet (only traumatized them, which is so much better, your brain snarked), what would he do to you?

Geez, Nessie, you remembered yourself jesting. You’re talking about it as if it’s gonna try to murder my face if it gets dark.

Not that you wanted to test it, but as your time together went on and you found yourself looking at Sun more and more, the more you wondered.

“What’s on your mind, friend?” He asked, stirring you out of your thoughts.

“Oh, nothing,” you deflected with a shake of your head and a smile, taking the last swig of your soda. “I’m getting kind of tired again.”

“Okay! Do you want to go back up and play some more?” He asked, holding out his hand for your empty can.

“We could just talk, or whatever.” You nodded in thanks as he took the can.

“Alright!” Sun skipped off to dispose of the cans and you got up, stretching your tired muscles.

What time was it? You reached for your phone in your back pocket and felt something crinkle against your fingertips. Frowning, you pulled it out - and was greeted by some Glamrock Freddy-themed notebook paper.

Hello, (y/n)!

I hope you don’t mind, but I dropped you off in the Daycare to rest up. I had a lot of fun with you earlier. Make sure to drink plenty of water and eat a healthy snack. Come back to visit me soon!

-Freddy

You smiled softly at the little bear sketch at the end of the message, as well as the neat handwriting. Sweet, yet to the point. Definitely Freddy.

Shaking your head, you put it in your other pocket and pulled out your phone. When you turned it on, you frowned at the low battery warning, as well as the time. It was just after 4:40.

That doesn’t give me much time, you lamented with a frown. I still haven’t met up with Vanessa yet.

“I’m back!” Sun announced, extending a hand. “Let’s go!”

You took it, and as you walked, he skipped beside you. The firm grip on your hand meant your arm bounced with him, and you found yourself smiling at his antics.

“So, Sun,” you began, causing him to look over and pause mid-stride, “Am I really the first one to play with you after the kids leave?”

“Yes.” For a moment, his demeanor grew more sullen and his voice dropped. But then he was turning to you with a chipper, “We’re having so much fun, aren’t we?”

“Yeah,” you agreed, squeezing his hand. It was pleasantly warm. “Surprisingly, I am.”

“That’s great! I’m so glad!” His head whirled around as his bells jingled. “You sure are fun to play with! The children like to do their own thing, but you, you play games with me!”

His words were eager, happy, and your heart twisted even more when you thought about how lonely he must be. You knew kids could be unpredictable and oftentimes mean or messy. With how anxious he could be to please (you had told him you didn’t like a certain flavor of Fizzy Faz and he panicked as he went back to get you your favorite kind), working with kids must have been stressful for him.

Imagine that, you thought sardonically. They gave the damned children's animatronic fucking anxiety. I’d be surprised, but Freddy and Monty have dicks that cum freaking soda-flavored… something.

“Say, what’s that room I woke up in? That doesn’t look very safe,” you observed as he led you up to his little alcove.

“Huh? That?” He pointed to the little ramshackle spot and scratched the back of his head. “I don’t really know. One day it was just there! I don’t…” he leaned forward and his voice dropped again. “I don’t… remember… ”

You raised an eyebrow at him as he crept towards it, reaching out to touch the jagged edges of the wall.

“The boy…” his voice, intense and deep, made your heart skip a beat. “The…”

“... Sun?” You questioned, quiet and confused.

He slowly craned his head around to stare at you for several long seconds.

Something about him felt different. Dangerous.

You stepped back. What the hell…?!

Then he shook his head. “Sorry, friend! I don’t know what happened there!”

You eyed him, laughing nervously.

“Anyways, what do you want to do now?” He hopped in place, fiddling with his hands. “We can play the arcade game some more! Or- or I can bring up some drawing materials! You wanna paint?”

“I kind of just want to sit down,” you admitted. Your legs were still sore, and while getting up and walking around had soothed that ache somewhat, it was still uncomfortably present.

“Or we can sit down!” He was quick to add, gesturing to the hole in the wall.

You bent down to climb in. You couldn’t stand up all the way because of how short it was. Geez, did a kid make this? But how would they get back here?

Sun followed you in, sitting crisscross-applesauce on the floor as you settled onto the blankets.

“So!” He clasped his hands together. “What do you wanna talk about? Ooh, I have stories about the daycare!”

You sat back, holding the plush Bonnie he’d given you. Your thumb absently stroked the plush’s head as he began talking with exaggerated movements, telling you stories about the kids.

“--And there was Susie, she was such a nice girl!” He added. “Always hungry. I hate to remind her about snack time because it makes her cry.”

You smiled with a shake of your head. “Sounds like you’ve got your hands full, huh?”

“Not all the time!” He replied. “Sometimes an older boy comes in and helps me with the little ones! What was his name…”

He paused to think, and at the same time, your phone vibrated. When you pulled it out to read a text from Vanessa, his voice became glitchy and deep.

“Mi- ch- ael,” he uttered in a deadpan tone. “Michael…”

Freddy told me he left you with the daycare attendant, Vanessa’s frantic text read. GET OUT OF THERE NOW!

y whats wrong you texted back with a frown.

You didn’t have enough time to wait for her reply as your phone abruptly died.

Cursing under your breath, you opened your mouth to interrupt Sun when all of a sudden the power shut off.

“NO!” He shrieked, backing away from you with his hands over his face. “No, it can’t be-- not yet, not yet!”

“What’s wrong?!” You exclaimed, reaching for him.

“Run! Run away from me!” He kept yelling. “I don’t want to hurt my friends--!”

You gasped once you realized. Shit. It’s about time for the power to go off.

Scrambling to your feet with Sun’s panicked screaming following you out of the little room, you tried your best to ignore your screaming muscles and run away.

Fuck, I left my bag! You screeched to a halt in the daycare arena, looking back up at the alcove desperately. Can I go back for it?

A malicious laugh echoed from the platform on high, forcing you to look up as bright red eyes and little glowing stars stared at you from the darkness.

“It’s past your bedtime,” a gravelly, sing-song voice taunted.

“What the fuck is that,” you breathed in terror as you stepped back.

You heard mechanical wires warbling as the animatronic flipped down from the platform, and you frantically looked around for it.

“Where are you?” You shouted, gripping your dead phone tight.

More giggling, this time closer to you.

Before you could react, something grabbed your arms and forced them behind your back, shoving you to the ground. You could only turn your head to the side in time to prevent a painful impact, the breath punched from your lungs as you stared up at the robot.

“Naughty, naughty girl,” its voice snarled, and a freezing hand was dragged down your face as you winced away. “I know what you di-iiid~”

“I’m not afraid of you,” you bit back, with fear in your quivering voice.

“Naughty girls need punishment,” it continued as if you hadn’t spoken. “Or would that be a treat for you?”

“Huh?” You got out intelligently as your jeans were yanked down.

What the fuck? You thought, before its cold fingers cupped you through your panties. Oh. OH.

Your curiosity superseded your nerves, and all you could think was tell me this thing doesn’t also have a dick.

You sharply gasped as he fondled you, fingertips teasing at your folds and thumb hooking into the side of the fabric.

“So wet already,” he cooed, face coming down near your ear. “Even though I helped the bear clean you up… you little bike.”

You turned to stare up at him in alarm. “You mean-- you knew?!”

“How could I not?” He giggled, his deep voice reverberating through your head. “Poor Freddy was so worried, hoping he hadn’t broken his new friend,” his voice darkened. “But he isn’t here to take you away this time. No, no… you’re my friend now. And I’m not letting you leave!”

Biting your lip to stifle another whimper, you felt him tug your panties aside and plunge one freezing finger inside of you, shocking your system. You arched your back, pressing your chest into the ground as he plunged the digit in and out. Loud squishing noises hid your panting as you spread your legs wider.

“F- fuh,” you moaned. “Aah…”

“How adorable,” he giggled maniacally. “You made the same noises when we cleaned you up. I wonder… how loud can I make you?”

Spreading you open with his thumb and last finger, he added another digit to your burning insides. Your walls gripped and quivered deliciously around his fingers, and he uttered a low groan that made your pussy clench. You gasped at the contact and his grip tightened on your wrists.

“Whuh-- uhn-- M- Moon,” you keened. “Fuck--”

“Nuh-uh,” he tsked as he withdrew his fingers. “No naughty language in the daycare.”

“I’m sorry...”

“Are you?” He patted your ass just firm enough to make you flinch. “Don’t make me punish you.”

“Yes,” you nodded rapidly, trying to wiggle your hips back onto his fingers. “I’ll be good, please just keep going.”

“This is supposed to be a punishment.” He sounded irritated.

“I’m definitely getting punished right now,” you snapped. “Please, Moon. Please keep going.”

“Naughty.” He swatted you again and you yelped. “Just this once.”

You mewled as his fingers returned, teasing and grinding against you in your best spot. You squirmed against his hold, the pressure building way too rapidly in your gut for you to properly enjoy it.

“Agh, Moon--!” You cried out as his other hand reached around to press your back to his chest. His hands teased around your chest, fondling you through your shirt. “I’m so close, please…!”

“Do it,” he hissed into your ear. “Come for me, you filthy thing.”

You gladly did so, crying out into the empty daycare, your voice echoing as you gushed around his fingers. HIs other hand gripped your boob almost painfully, and you could hear him groan sinfully into your ear.

As you sagged against his grip, his fingers popped out with a squelch - and he grabbed your wrists again. The second you felt something hard binding them together, your eyes went wide - and you began to struggle.

“Stop it! Stay still!” He snarled, pushing your face further into the ground.

“What the hell are you doing?!” You yelled, gritting your teeth as you stared up into his red pinpricks of light.

“I’m going to leave my other self a little present,” Moon snickered as he tied your wrists tighter with the jump rope. “Be a good girl and give me your legs.”

“What--?!” You tried to kick, but he easily seized your calf with your arms tied up.

Gripping your legs tight, he spread your knees and crossed your ankles together before pulling out more jump rope and tying them together. You made a low noise of pain deep in your throat as he tied them back, interlacing the two jump ropes together so that you were snugly flat on the ground with your legs behind you in the air like a trussed-up turkey.

Moon got up and admired his handiwork, his permanent grin seeming even more malevolent with the light from his eyes illuminating one half of his face.

“Won’t he be surprised,” he giggled, squatting down to stroke a finger across your panties and relishing in your startled gasp. “He’ll never tell you, but he’s grown very attached to you by now. I don’t think he’ll let you escape that easily~”

“Moon, c’mon,” you pleaded quietly, struggling against your bonds. “I’m not going to run, you don’t have to tie me up like this.”

“Of course I do!” He snapped, and the fierce tone of his voice made you shrink back. “I know you’re lying! They all do!”

“All…?” Your little murmur went unheard as the animatronic began to rage.

“I have nobody to stay, nobody to keep me from losing my mind!” He ranted, pacing behind you with his hands gripping the sides of his face. “They all leave us! They all escape!”

“Moon,” you tried again.

“No!” He thundered. “Ever since she came… something’s wrong with our code. The children fear us, don’t you know? Nothing has been harder than being forced to watch yourself lose everything left!”

You stared in silent shock as he laughed madly, throwing his head back.

“Bonnie was the first!” He crowed. “But he will not be the last! We’re next - we all end up scrapped eventually!”

The lights began to flicker on above you. You watched for the first time as Moon’s entire body was illuminated briefly. The lights on his clothes went dark, replaced by Sun’s striped pants. Moon looked up, apparently shocked, before he shook his head.

“Time’s up,” he hissed, pointing to you. “Have fun in the Sun…~”

The lights completely came back on, and you watched as Moon stood stock-still, the hat falling into his waiting hands. The rays of Sun’s head came back out and his eyes switched back to their welcoming white.

He blinked, looking down at the hat before finally noticing you.

“AGH!” He exclaimed, hurriedly kneeling down beside you. “Are you okay, friend?! Did-- did I hurt you?!”

“Quite the opposite,” you grunted, attempting to bring your knees together as your cheeks flushed. You felt way too exposed for this adorable robot to see.

“O- oh, I see…” His voice sounded a little lower than usual, curiosity and desire buried deep within. “Do… do you want help…?”

“Please,” you threw your head back to try and look at him with pleading eyes.

“Sure! I can help…” his hands gently went to your hips, marveling at your soft skin. “I can… help… ”

His warm hands trailed down to your knees, cupping them and stroking your skin. “Wow,” he murmured in amazement. “So soft… so pretty…”

“S- Sun?” You squirmed on the ground, yet you couldn’t see what he was doing.

“I forgot how soft and warm adults could be,” he breathed. His energetic façade was gone. “You’re even softer than I thought you were before.”

You bit back a whimper as he ghosted his fingertips across the back of your thigh, right down to your wet lips. His thumb brushed down your slit before parting you open, and you could feel his stare burning into you as he pulled you apart with his other thumb.

“Such a pretty pink,” he praised as he studied your blushing folds. “I really, really like you, (y/n)...” His voice dropped an octave. “Do you like me?”

You gasped sharply as he sank a finger into you. You were still wet from your orgasm and the sucking noises that rose from your pussy made you flush a darker red from embarrassment.

“You’re tight,” he said in delight. “Just like before, you’re pulling me in! You must really like me!”

“Please, Sunny, please,” you begged, trying to thrust your hips back onto his finger.

“Patience, patience!” He chirped, and one of his hands left you as you heard him rustling around in his pocket. “Aha!”

You were about to question what it was he found, but froze when you felt something big against you. They did not.

“I found this in your bag earlier! I didn’t know what it was, but Freddy was very helpful in telling me!” You could hear the smile in his voice as he prodded your lips with a phallic object. “Let’s play another game, buttercup~”

You relaxed somewhat. Thank God. That’s just my dildo.

Then you frowned. Wait. That’s the line? They’re fine with giving every other animatronic in here a dick, but they draw the line at the damned daycare guy? You paused. Actually, no, that one’s fair.

You were broken from your thoughts by him slipping the head inside - and you moaned loudly.

“My, my, my!” He laughed, before leaning in with a teasing voice, “Someone’s being naughty~”

He held you down, hands sneaking around to grope at your chest, and you felt him shallowly thrust into you, the toy inching forward into your tight heat.

Soft whimpering escaped you as he pressed his front to your back, the buttons of his clothing digging into you through your sweater.

“Hey, hey, (y/n),” Sun whispered. “Do you wanna know something?”

You barely managed a soft “Mm?”

“I really like you,” he giggled. “I’m so happy you came to the daycare. You’re so much fun to play with!”

You immediately caught on to the sultry double-meaning of his words when he thrust his hips all the way in, smacking against your bare ass. Your mouth dropped open in a pleasured cry as the toy filled you just the way you liked.

“That’s it!” He encouraged, squeezing your chest. “How loud can I make you yell, hmm?~”

Without warning, he began pistoning himself back and forth. Wet smacking sounds filled the daycare along with your loud moans as he aimed randomly, hoping to hit the right spot.

A few thrusts in, he found it, and when your pussy clamped down on him he gasped in delight. “Now I can really make you dance!”

Your eyes rolled back into your head as he began grinding into your g-spot, fireworks exploding in your brain. Each wet ‘squish squish squish’ from your cunt sent sparks of pleasure right to the core, building your bonfire of desire deep in the pit of your belly.

Heat roiled and licked at your insides as you arched against him, attempting to meet his thrusts with your own as you feebly attempted to make your body work against your restraints.

“You’re being so good,” he praised, nuzzling your cheek with his face. “C’mon, cum for me! I know you want to!”

You quivered and shook, your body overheating as you felt the coil of arousal within you twist and twist and twist…

…until it snapped and a wave of euphoria washed over your exhausted body. With another loud cry, you came again, Sun’s encouraging voice egging you on until you were utterly spent.

He watched over you until you fell limp again, pressing his face to your cheek and praising you.

“Such a good girl,” he cooed, as he finally untied your numb arms and legs. “I hope I didn’t wear you out too much, we still have so many games to play together!”

Your legs flopped onto the ground with a weak moan, your own fluids dripping down your legs as he picked you up.

Supporting your back and hooking an arm under your knees, he carried you out of the arena and up to his room.

As he settled you down onto the blankets and pillows of the little cavern inside, he settled you down into his lap and spread your legs apart, your strap-on dildo resting against your lower back.

“So pretty,” he cooed, stroking your thighs before reaching down and stroking your blushing lips with his thumb. When you jolted in his hug, he giggled. “So sensitive! Did we play a little too hard?”

“Mmmah,” you moaned, your head lolling against his shoulder.

“I’ll have to take care of you now,” his voice grew more tender as his thumb sank inside. “Ooh, you feel so nice inside…”

“Suh-- Sun…”

“Mmh, Sunshine,” his voice dropped into a husky tone that sounded eerily similar to Moon’s, but less raspy and demented. “I know you’ve been playing adult games with the others…”

He took out his thumb and added another two fingers, curling them and thrusting them up. “Freddy was only one… but Roxanne, Monty, Chica… I’ve seen them all use you.”

He whispered into your ear as he pressed a thumb to your clit, “You’re really naughty, aren’t you?”

You keened, melting into his embrace as that little bundle of nerves sent shocks through your system.

“But that’s okay,” Sun continued to speak lowly into your ear, “because you’re with me now. I’ll take care of you here. We’ll play so many fun games together! Wouldn’t you like to stay?”

You couldn’t think, and you couldn’t force your tongue to move. All you could do was moan and writhe as he worked you to his own ends.

Sun giggled again, nuzzling your cheek with his. “You feel so good in here… your hole is just sucking me in!”

You began dribbling down your thigh, and once the droplets hit his pants, he teased, “Messy, messy, you’re making a mess~ I need to clean you up~”

Your back arched, your teeth grit together, at one particular press against your clit. Your body spasmed and you cried as your pussy once more gripped his fingers like a vice. Sun cooed happily as he led you into your third orgasm.

“Good, good girl,” he sighed happily. “I love playing with you, (y/n)!”

Your vision was fading with your exhaustion, and as Sun cupped your cheek with one hand before plunging the other back into your pussy, you thought you heard someone else’s voice before you blacked out…

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🔥I’m Alive🔥

In the literal, physical sense, at least.

See below for a long ramble about my life and what I'm working on. No reason, really. Just felt like shouting into the void.

Not like I'm a super popular writer or anything, but maybe some of you have noticed that I've kinda disappeared over the last few months. Long story short, I went back into restaurant management, despite such a position sending me on mental health leave a few years ago due to a lack of work-life balance and deep depression.

That leave + regional lockdowns during the early stages of the pandemic were actually what got me back into writing in the first place. I rediscovered a passion I had had in high school, and had since abandoned because I didn't have time to do anything other than work, and then partake in less than productive activities afterwards with coworkers... where all we would talk about is work. The restaurant industry is emotionally and mentally draining, my dudes.

So, I wanted a change. I moved back home and told my parents I wanted to focus on writing while I bartended part time. They were supportive at first, but when I wasn't pumping out original work quickly, they started pushing me towards full time work. Money is important, I get it.

Unfortunately, I'm not qualified to do much else other than manage fancy-ish restaurants and I am really good at it. So, I tried again, and dropped off the face of the universe. Sure enough, I was tasked with an inappropriate amount of responsbilities for garbage pay and I once again found myself letting my hobbies (which are very important for my mental health) slide. I left that restaurant and have taken another restaurant job that I start on Monday... It sounds like it will be easier to manage. Fingers crossed.

ANYWAY, that’s why I haven’t been posting or updating much. On top of that, I feel like I’ve lost a lot of inspiration for my current works. I’m so tired and drained all the time, and just thinking about my fics is almost overwhelming. It brings me down often - how am I supposed to enjoy life if all I do is work and I don’t have the time to do the things I love? I’m terrified of sliding into a deep depression again. Thankfully, one fic lives rent free in my brain. You see, I’m working on a sequel to Crystal Clear - my fever dream of a Steven Stone/Reader fic that I wrote in like a month (the things I can do when inspiration takes me...). The thing is, I’m not sure if I will ever post it.

I’m conflicted. I had an idea for a sequel as soon as I finished the fic. It would take place a couple months later and would be a fairly long, fluffy one shot with a happy ending to make up for the bittersweet open ending of CC. But then, I had a dream.

Let me tell you, dreaming the continuation of a fic you wrote is pretty wild and super immersive (probably because the world and plot and everything is SO PROMINENT in your subconscious). It was nothing like the follow up I had planned, and something I really didn’t think I’d ever be interested in writing. When I woke up, I was left with a lingering feeling of confusion and loss and a bit of a “...huh.” The more I thought about it, though, the more it made sense. And then I started sitting down and actively planning it out and yeah, I feel like it flows so nicely with the other fics in the series, and carries over many recurring themes. If you look at the end of CC as “the bad ending” (because really, they made a choice, and it was probably not the best choice to make, albeit the safe one), I feel like the continuation is sure to reflect the regret and resentment that would build between the characters. I decided to embrace the “reader” as an OC. I gave her a name. I solidified her story. She was already more a character than “reader” anyway, but crossing into the Steven Stone/OC fandom is kinda scary and I don’t know how this will be received. And not only because of that - the fic deals with some themes that are definitely not everybody’s cup of tea, and I’m scared of people who liked CC being like “wtf is this?” because it isn’t the continuation that they pictured for themselves as “reader”. Not to mention, there’s a significant time skip, in which the characters have changed and grown and developed. What if people think they’re OoC because of how I’ve interpreted their reactions to certain choices? I feel like these characters are no longer “Steven” and “Wallace” and “reader”, but different versions that live in a completely different world that belongs to me.

I’m a few chapters in, and I’m really loving how it’s turning out. I think it might be my baby, my labor of love. And that’s why posting it and not getting much reception (or negative reception) for it terrifies me. But I also want to share something I’m proud of. And I know I shouldn’t be writing for other people. I should be writing for myself. But validation and praise are nice and they make me feel good and I DON’T KNOW, I’m just not sure what to do.

It’s not like I need to decide now, anyway. I’d like to write some more chapters before I start (IF I start posting), so there’s time to think about it.

So yeah. That’s my ramble. Thank you for listening, void.

TrashPanda out.

#rambling #aspiringtrashpanda #you dont have to read this #but if you do please let me know what you think #steven stone #i guess because id love the 2 cents of the steven fic fandom

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