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blood-grove · 1 month

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//body horror, monster! 141 + reader , death, gn!reader

other; c/n = callsign

a/n: idk how the military works neither do igaf much also this story was not planned this was just something i needed to get out of my system do nto expect it to be good

Shapeshifter!Reader whos always since they were a kid felt itch that there skin was ready to shed and peel like a snake, Who always felt like there body wasn't right had to be perfect flaws and all because that was human.

But they weren't human, weren't hybrid either.

The first time they had ever shifted they were eleven there Father in one of his moods again taking it out on there poor mother.

Something inside them itched at that moment hearing her cries there old dog bite injury felt like it was on fire now as they itched and scratched at it till the skin gave way giving the breathing room for transformation.

The next time they open there eyes they were being kicked there Mother sobbing as she screamed.

Father laid dead mauled beyond recognition.

Did you do that?

Why was she screaming at you?

You were kicked into the foster system the next day narrowly avoiding Juvenile detention your mother had given her last bit of gratitude by explaining to the police that you were defending her you thought she'd praise you after the police left.

You were packing your clothes that night.

You got a DNA test when you arrived due to your mothers alibi to the police.

Human.

They figured it too your mother being clearly traumatized and you sudden violent act of self defense could have made her see anything at moment.

Still didnt explain the injuries that only a dog could cause.

You were 15 when you had a good grasp on what you were.

By 18 you were barely you anymore picked pieces from other peoples faces and bodies till you felt like you looked normal.

By 19 your mother had passed the news reached you slow and the grief went slower.

By 21 you've already been in the military for a while now, If that means with a new face and body each time some higher up sticks there nose into your business then so be it.

Shifting from human to human was easy the more you practiced it.

More harder things like non-humans and animals were doable but animals were getting easier and easier.

You've tried been a K9 once didnt work out for long.

You've had a few nice call signs.

Few you quickly forgot.

[c/s]

Thats been nice to be called recently.

Oh.

Right.

You should focus your meeting your new task force.

Right.

We should focus.

Woof.

Heh.

Its been a few days and wow these guys were something.

Did you mention they were monsters?

Not in a negative way of course.

But getting to know them while they were around base was nice.

Gaz you felt was the easier to get to know the harpy felt open, Talked about how they've never had a human on the team before.

Nice.

Threw Gaz you got to know Soap, You felt like the man was holding back the calm energy around him felt forced at times as the days past both of them seemed to get to know you better and you got to know them better as well.

As for the Captain and Lieutenant you were honestly nervous,

Price had a welcoming aura to him his voice gruff and firm you warmed up to him soon enoug.

Ghost?

You tried.

And shuffled away every time he looked at you.

He noticed.

He noticed?.

You eventually did warm up to Ghost!

You realized he wasn't glaring at you for once and tried to talk to him it was..awkward to many silences but it was a conversation.

So you and him were okay.

Were you okay now weeks later slowly making your place into the team?

No.

You were itching beyond belief this wasn't a good sign—

Actually you didn't even know what kind of sign this was.

You had all just gotten back from a particular rough mission a few more injuries than you all would like you got a few stitches in your arm and every since you could just feel them moving.

Being shifted around stubbornly as if they were a dam in a river.

You couldn't do that here.

You were in the confines of your own room but what if one of them walked in?

Would they report you?

Get you kicked for the military?

Maybe if you could just shift slightly enough to easy the unease under your skin.

The sound of cracking bone was sure to grab attention.

But surely you could just pass it off as stretching?

You could not pass it off as stretching and you were currently hiding in the rafters near sobbing.

Gaz had came in to check on you and caught you half shifted you panicked and lunged at him or the door you couldn't remember you were pretty sure one of your bones were jutting out of your skin as it readjusted into place.

You didn't hurt him.

You were just hoping you could calm yourself enough to shift into something smaller and run away shift into a new person new age try again at childhood maybe?

Maybe you panicking too much?

There also monsters they'd understand?

You didn't mean to lie about what you were.

You just.

The fear of the unknown paralyzed you to afraid of what'll happen what people will think.

You know you could be a threat.

Someone able to take face and shape of anyone?

You could understand if you were saw that way.

But you didn't want to be seen that way.

Every since your mother stared you down in fear not admiration not even shock.

Fear.

You knew you could never let someone look at you that way again.

Not someone you cared about.

Maybe if you hid away long enough they'd forget.

Memories fade.

Faces fade from recognition.

But that's all what you wished what have happened.

Now you were in a awkward stare off with Gaz not to subtly watched your arm pop and snap back into place along with your head.

"I see I should have knocked.."

"Yeah you should have."

A voice of not your own replied.

You hated when your body was out of sync.

You were using the wrong voice again, rearranging your own brain and vocal cords was odd.

Odder when one of your new teammates watched.

"Are- Are you okay?-"

"No" Ghost's voice replied.

"Oh..I-..Er..Do you..need a medic I.."

"No" Your own voice replied finally.

"Can you please leave..My ribs are still not in place and I doubt you'd want to see how that works."

He left.

Probably to tell Price rather then not wanting to see you basically play with your own rib cage like tuning a piano.

a/n; idk where this was going i did not plan this out i just wrote it on a whim

#cod #reader #task force 141 #cod 141 #simon ghost riley #captain john price #john price #soap cod #john soap mactavish #cod ghost #gaz garrick #gaz cod #monster 141 #gn reader

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simping4-2manyppl · 9 months

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hiii !

So I had this request : 2008!bill kaulitz x singer!reader (the reader is like reallyyyy famous). Could you make a story abt their most iconic scandal please ? (I know my request doesn't have many details and isn't very clear but I have too many ideas, ily 💋)

Bill Kaulitz 🎤

Stalker

Ok so i didn’t understand this request too much but i had such an amazing person help me so 🤭 here it is 😜! @nyxwritesshit (the amazing helper!!)

For a few weeks you’ve been getting weird things getting sent to you, it had started when you went to collect your fan mail and as you were going through the stack you found a special letter that caught your eye.

You were a bit weirded out by it since the letter showed old pictures of you or just unflattering pictures of you. It would also consist of a piece of paper in the letter explaining in deep detail of all the terrible things that would be done to you, and saying things about bill. Obviously most fans werent happy about your relationship but you didnt care, you were happy with him. But the letters obviously scared you a bit, so you called your boyfriend and asked him if he wouldn’t mind staying over.

He didnt. So when he went over to your place he asked if everything was alright, as a good bf does, you showed him the letter with the pictures and the writing.

“Oh my god.. i dont even have those pictures of you!” He said, trying to lighten up the mood. You laughed and hit his shoulder, “im serious! This really freaks me out!” You said, sighing.

“I know, if you want ill stay over and be with you as much as i can.” He said putting the letter down and giving you a hug.

You hugged him back and smiled at him, “thank you.” You said, looking up at him. He leaned down and gave you a quick peck on your lips.

“You’re welcome pretty girl.” He said, smiling back at you.

It was now a couple days since you had told bill about the letter and hes been with you every second of every day, trying to make you feel safe.

You were grateful, of course, but the letters didnt stop. You were scared to go out but bill assured you that everything would be fine, and that he would be with you the entire time.

You smiled and nodded, “thank you my love, i appreciate you so much!” You said, giving him a big hug.

He smiled and hugged you back, “anything for you mein schatz.” He says giving you a small peck on your cheek.

“Alright lets go yeah?” he said, holding your hand as you walked out of your apartment building. Bills bodyguards behind you, causing you to relax a bit more, knowing you were safe.

Usually youd have fans surround your building so you were used to it but as you were walking you noticed someone jump at you, screaming your name.

You turned to look at them and saw them approaching you, with a scary look on their face.

They grabbed your free arm and pulled you, making you scream out as they dug their nails into your skin, “THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR STEALING MY BOYFRIEND!” They said, punching you. You punched them back and pushed them off of you.

Before you knew it, you saw bill jumping onto the person, catching them off guard, making them land onto the floor.

Bill pinning them down as the body guards pulled bill off them, then grabbing the person.

Your jaw dropped, not expecting any of this to happen. “Oh my god, bill are you okay?” You said immediately running to him and making sure he wasnt hurt.

“Im fine, are you?” He said with a worried look on his face, “im fine, you didnt have to do that for me..” you said placing your hand on his cheek, “Of course i did, i wasnt going to let them hurt you.” He said frowning.

“Its all over, lets call the police and get this over with.” You said hugging him. “Yeah..” he said.

After the police got there and took the person away you went back with bill, thanking him non stop, which he just laughed at and said your welcome.

“Wow, i really need to get some bodyguards.” You said, letting out a small laugh, “yeah you do.” He said, also letting out a chuckle.

You smiled and hugged him, “you’re my hero, you know that?” You said, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He laughed and nodded, “just had to protect my beautiful girlfriend.” He said, smiling. You smiled back and leaned in, placing a small kiss on his lips.

“Ill forever be grateful for you meine liebe.” You said, giving him another soft kiss on the lips. He smirked and picked you up spinning you around, licking his teeth (how he does it in the gif!!) placing his lips onto yours.

Later on you found out the news got ahold of the situation, making it a big deal, and totally taking it out of context, but they usually did that, and you knew for future interviews they would ask what really happened so you knew you could speak out about it and explain what REALLY happened. But right now you were comfortable, cuddling with your bf, his head on your chest and you couldnt wish for anything better.

HEYY SO I HOPED MY POOKIES LIKED THIS, IDK THID REQUEST WAS A BIT CONFUSING BUT I TRIED MY BEST 💗💗 I HOPE U GUYS ENJOYED THIS ILY ALL SM 🤭🫶🏼

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel x reader #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz fluff #bill kaulitz x you

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gibbysupremeacyisreal · 10 months

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Wanna be yours. (L.M.H) (Feat Hyunjin)

2.6k words

smut warnings: fingering, unprotected sex, semi(?)- public sex, jealousy sex, pining, sexual tension, creampie, soft!Dom minho, sub! f reader

( The party )

You don't usually attend gatherings because people suck balls, but everyone here seems nice. You might be here so you can get dick, but who can blame you? It's kinda difficult to fit a sex life into your schedule when you have a job as time consuming as yours. Minho makes sure to remind you of that.

6 hours before. (The invitation to the party)

"You get no bitches, Y/N. It's quite sad. Maybe you should just fuck someone you know. Someone thats close to you.. Anyways, come to the party. Its embarrassing to have someone as bitchless as you be my roomate." He shrugged, patting your head as he walks past the couch your currently spread out on.

"Maybe you should shut up, dickhead. You can do my job and I can go fuck someone if you want." You offered, rolling your eyes and going back to petting Soonie.

"It's sad though, really. The one time you have a break you're petting one of my cats and watching Jessie. No one over the age of 12 watches Jessie in their free time." He said, glancing at the TV then back at you, holding back a smile at how intrigued you looked.

"Wow. Did you just call me no one? I'm offended. That's it!! I'm moving out and taking the cats." You said, starting to get up, immediately being pushed on the shoulder by Minho.

"Sit down." He said, looking you in the eyes.

"Damn, Okay. That was kinda hot." You said, trying not to act flustered. He went back to looking at the TV, chuckling.

(The party)

Minho introduced you to all his friends, they happily allowed you to sit with them and drink. Which you needed. You sat next to Minho and his friend, Hyunjin. He was pretty, you had to say. His blond hair falling in front of his face when he looked straight ahead, His smile when he looked at you.

Hot. That was the word for him. Hot.

He turned to you, "So, How's living with Minho?" He asked, waiting expectantly for your answer.

"Horrible, He's such a slob." You joked, smiling.

"I bet." He said, having not really paid attention to the answer, as he was busy looking at your smile.

Minho noticed, he always does. Whether you notice it or not, he's always watching you to make sure you're okay. It may be seen as creepy if someone didn't know the...𝘰𝘥𝘥 relationship between the two of you.

"You have uh- a really pretty smile." Hyunjin said, avoiding eye contact as the tips of his ears turned red.

You smiled slightly, scrunching your nose in embarrassment when Chan slowly turns away, as if to give the two of you privacy., giggling with Felix when he does.

"He's finally gonna get some!" You heard Felix giggle excitedly.

"Thank you," You start, reaching over to tuck a piece of hair behind his ear, smiling as he froze in his place. "I like your hair.. It's soft." You finished, letting the hand behind his ear sit for a moment to long.

"I- Uh- Thanks." He said, slowly blinking as if he was suprised, Like he didnt expect you to flirt back.

"Do you want to get a drink with me?" He suggested, motioning towards the kitchen.

You nod, signaling him to lead the way and following after him when he starts walking

You pushed through the crowded hallway and walked in to the kitchen.

You jumped on top of the counter to sit down, smiling when Hyunjin walked to grab you drinks.

"Rum and coke.. How'd you know?" You laughed as you watched him pour the two of you drinks.

"You seem like a woman with taste." He said, walking towards you and handing you your drink.

You thanked him, eyes wide as he opened your legs slightly, standing knees between them, kneading your thighs gently.

"So, Pretty boy. What do you do?" You asked, trying not to smile as his eyes widen at the sudden nickname.

"I'm uh.. I'm a dancer." He said, looking down at your chest before looking back up quickly.

You noticed, "I've always thought dancers are hot, you just confirmed it, though." You said, slowly closing your thighs so he couldn't back up.

"So what's your excuse for being hot then? Mine is I'm a dancer.. but you don't have one." He said, skimming over his flirtatious comment as if it was nothing.

"I'm into art, mainly pottery. And I teach at the college downtown.. Speaking of, You could model for us one day." You stated, smiling when he titlted his head in confusion.

"Yeah? Why?" He asked, his hand slowly going up from your thighs to your waist.

"Because you probably look good naked. I don't know though, so we should probably test that theory tonight." You said, containing your laugh as you spoke.

"Keep talking like that and we definitely could." He said, leaning in slightly, face only inches away from yours.

Just as you were about to meet him halfway, Minho walked in the kitchen, clearing his throat.

"Y/N. It's getting late and we should probably go home." He said, his tounge poking the side of his mouth as he scoffed at the disappointed look on Hyunjin's face.

"Pretty boy here can take me home. I'll text you when I'm on the way back." You said, holding back a moan when Hyunjin started kissing your neck, regardless of the obviously pissed off Minho only 5 feet away from you.

"No. Get up. We're leaving." He stated angrily, leaving no room for argument as he grabbed your arm and tugged. Waiting for you to get off the counter.

You hopped off the counter and held your hand out to Hyunjin. "Here, Give me your phone." You said.

Minho scoffs and pulls on your arm again, walking away with you behind him.

"Seriously?! Not that long ago you wanted me to get out of the house and have fun but now you don't want me too?" You scoffed as he ignored you.

"Let's go. I'm not asking." He said, releasing your arm and instead putting it on the arch of your back, leading you out of the house.

You huffed, following him reluctantly.

"I don't wanna go yet, Min." You complained, his eyes softening slightly as you use his nickname, but he didn't stop walking.

You followed him, apologizing to the people he ran into along the way.

You finally got to his car, immediately tugging your arm away, getting into the backseat so you didn't have to sit by him.

"Really? You're going to pout?" He said, annoyed, slamming the door behind you.

He walked around the car mumbling to himself and got in the driver's seat.

"It's not pouting, I just don't want to sit by you." You said, rolling your eyes. "That's quite literally pouting." He said, turning on the car and immediately pulling out.

"Do you know what a cockblock is, Minho?" You asked, looking at him through the mirror in the front.

"Be quiet. You're voice is pissing me off further." He stated, choosing to turn up the radio as if to drown out your complaints.

"Why do you always do that? You tell me to have fun and get fucked but then when I'm this close," You start, lifting up your fingers and pinching to indicate how close you were, "You ruin it. I haven't gotten fucked in forever and I'm fucking horny, God dammit!."

Usually you wouldn't say stuff like that allowed, because of the embarrassment. But you were pissed. The past three times you've almost gotten to hook up with someone, Minho barges in and takes you home. It was getting infuriating.

He mutters something incoherently and focuses his eyes on the road.

"Well? If you have an excuse you should probably tell me now because I'm so close to getting out and calling an ub-" You start before Minho interrupts you.

"I could fix it." He said, almost shyly.

"W-What?" You responded, trying to make sure he meant what you think he meant.

He huffed before responding, "I meant, I could fuck you. I could help."

You looked at him through the rear view mirror, making eye contact for only a second before he quickly looked away.

You thought about what he said for a moment, the silence between the two of you was almost deafening.

"Then do it." You stated after you had made up your mind, "Fuck me."

You watched as he bobbed his Adam's apple and looked around, you could tell he was looking for some place relatively empty by the way he flashed his turn signal when he set sight on a abandoned mall.

Red lights had never felt longer as he said nothing, tapping his index finger impatiently on the steering wheel. Immediately turning right when the light was green.

He quickly pulled in to a parking spot and opened the door, fumbling with it a bit as he excitedly opened the back door, immediately leaning in to capture your lips with his.

You reciprocated the kiss, pulling the hair on the nape of his neck to deepen it as you backed up to allow him the room to fully get in.

He pulled away from you, only for a second to quickly shut the door. He pushed you further towards the door, as your back rested against it.

"I've wanted to do this for so fucking long." He said, massaging your thighs in his hands as he kissed down your neck, groaning at the whimper you let out at his words.

"Min.. Please.." You said, grabbing at his shirt to try to pull him back up. He laughed, pulling away to take off his shirt.

You looked down at his chest, slightly amazed at how toned he was. Sure you had seen him shirtless before, but never in this context.

You took a second to appreciate him, running your hands up and down his chest as he reached towards you to take your shorts off. You lifted your hips so he could pull them down, and you kicked them off once they were around your ankles.

He pulled away so he could look at you, taking a mental picture of how desperate you already looked. Your lipstick was smeared and your eyes were blown out, but he could tell he probably looked worse.

His hair was messed up, he had a raging boner and his lips were the same color as your lipstick.

"You're so hot, fuck." You moaned out, whimpering when he leaned down and kissed you in return.

He reached behind you and unclasped your bra, letting it fall down your arms as he started massaging your breasts.

You pulled your hand away from his hair and slowly reached down to his pants, massaging him over the cloth.

He groaned, slightly bucking his hips up into your touch. You smiled at the reaction your touch elicited, but you quickly realized being cocky was not the move as he reached down to the waist band of your panties and pulled them away from your hips, only to release them.

You moaned at the slight burn the feeling left you, as he laughed. "I knew you were a slut. So fucking perfect for me." He said, pulling away from your neck to kiss you again.

You rolled your hips desperately trying to get friction as your clit ached for attention. He smiled fondly at the action, reaching his hand further down so he could swipe his middle finger up and down your folds.

You moaned when he stuck a finger in, starting to thrust it in and out. Your arousal acted as lube as he inserted another finger, curling them up so they hit your g-spot.

You grabbed his cock through his pants again, groping harder than you did before, bucking your hips towards his hand as he continuously thrusted his fingers.

You felt your orgasm approaching embarrassingly quick, moaning out a small, " 'm cumming, fuck."

He pulled away from you completely, smiling at the way you tried to follow his hands.

He pulled your panties aside quickly, leaning in and licking at your sensitive cunt. You could hear how wet you were, but you didn't have the capacity to feel embarrassed when he started sucking on your clit, dipping his fingers back in to you and thrusting them again.

You pushed him away before he could make you cum again, "Fuck me already." You whined, tugging at his pants in an attempt to pull them down. He smiled at you, leaning back and taking off his pants and boxers in one move, his painfully hard cock springing out of its restraints.

"You're so big.." You said, reaching down to stroke him, swiping your thumb over the slit to spread the precum forming at the tip.

He moaned at the feeling, leaning down to kiss you again, he lined his cock up with your folds and slowly pushed in, careful to not hurt you.

"Move, please." You whispered, his forehead coming down to rest against yours as he started to gently thrust in to you.

You let out a moan as you felt his cock brush your g-spot. He stopped thrusting for a moment, lifting your legs to put them over his shoulders.

"Fuck, baby. You're so fucking tight. Squeezing my cock so good, such a good girl." He said, moaning when you clenched around him at his words.

"You like that don't you? You like being a good girl?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah, Please. Your good girl." You said, your unoccupied hand reaching down to rub circles on your clit.

"Oh, yeah? You don't like being a good girl, you like being my good girl." He said, reaching down to twist at your nipples, his thrusts picking up speed as he desperately tried to get you to cum.

"Yeah, fuck! Only yours. You fuck me so good, Min." You said, squeezing your eyes shut as you felt your orgasm approaching.

"If you weren't so fucking oblivious, we could've done this sooner. I could've fucked you every single day." He grunted, his words slowly becoming slightly incoherent as his orgasm built up.

" 'M sorry. Fuck, can I cum? Please?" You begged, not caring how desperate you sounded.

"Do it. Cum all over my cock." He granted, leaning down to kiss you as you came. Your orgasm hit you ten times harder than your previous one. You dug your nails into his back as you came, moaning his name throughout the orgasm.

He moaned at how you clenched around him, "Fuck, where do you want me?" He asked, eyes shut tightly as he approached his orgasm.

"Inside me. Please cum inside me, Min." You moaned, taking your legs off his shoulders to wrap them around his waist.

He groaned at your words, quickly speeding up his thrusts as he released inside of you, warm cum painting your walls as he hid his face in your neck.

You hummed at the feeling of his warm cum leaking out of you as he slowly pulled out, leaning back to watch it drip down your ass.

"Fuck. That's so hot.." He said, focusing on how you clenched around air at his words.

"Thank you." You whispered, smiling at him.

"For what?" He asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"For fucking me, I mean. It was really nice." You breathed, watching as he slowly came back to reality and leaned forward to the front seat, grabbing napkins out of his console and wiping you up.

"We can fuck again, if you want of course." He stated, choosing to not meet your eyes as his cheeks growed light red.

"Yeah, we should definitely do this again." You grinned, pushing his hand aside and leaning forward to kiss him, connecting your hand to the back of his neck. He melted in to the kiss, his hand finding your cheek. It felt natural as you kissed him, you thought about how you hadn't done this before. Such a stupid decision.

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kessellluvr · 6 months

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NSFW- Lavender - softdom!Lottie x f!reader

just lottie comforting you and showing you how much she appreciates you..

"Are you feeling better yet?" lottie asked softly as she stepped into your room - you had recently joined her to help her out with camp green pine, youve known eachother since a few months. You nodded at her question "Yeah.. alot better." you told her, rubbing your eyes and looking up at her with that soft smile that always got her melting.

"Im glad.." lottie said softly, nervously picking at her lower lip with her teeth - you could tell something was on her mind. "Whats on your mind, lot?" you aksed her, tilting your head to the side questioningly. Lottie didnt give you an answer - she went to sit next to you on the bed, her soothing hand softly caressing your cheek before she carefully pulled you in for a kiss. Your eyes widened at first - not expecting that, but you quickly regained your posture and returned the kiss while closing your eyes. You could taste strawberries on her lips - most likely from her morning smoothie. Your nosetrils filled with the scent of her sweet lavender perfume, making you feel a little dizzy.

As Lottie pulled back to get some air, she couldnt help but grin slightly. "Wow.." you murmed with a chuckle, lottie`s hand was placed on your waist and you could feel her tugging your shirt out of your pants - raising your brow slightly your gaze flew down to her hand, which was now going behind to your back to reach out and undo your bra. "You dont mind, do you?" lottie asked - you shook your head and she continued, carefully lifting your shirt over your head and tossing it aside. She went to tug off the strands of your bra, having it follow your shirt to the floor.

"Youre so beautiful." lottie murmed into your ear, her lips brushing your neck before connecting - placing a hot kiss on there and adding a few more. As her mouth was busy with your neck, her hand went to cup one of your soft, perky breasts, slowly squeezing it and a soft moan slipped through your lips, causing her to grin. Lottie pushed you back onto the bed, straddling your hips and leaning down to have your lips connect with hers once more. Her hand tugged the waistband of your sweatpants and she pulled them down.

Lottie`s finger trailed over your panties, she bit her bottom lip. "Awh.. so wet for me." she teased your before slipping her hand into your panties - her finger meeting your swollen clit as she slowly trailed soft circles around it. As lottie teased you, you couldnt help but whimper, your legs twiching slightly. Lottie was still grinning down at you, she pulled her hand out and slid down your panties to your ankles, where they met your sweatpants. Lottie kneeled between your legs and lifted them over her shoulders, taking your clit between her lips and softly sucking it while pushing a finger into your dripping wet cunt, curling it upward and hitting just the right spots - causing you to writhe and moan.

"You gonna cum for me, baby?" lottie asked before continuing sucking your pulsing clit. You whimpered and moaned for her.. trying to form a sentence "Y-yes.." you managed to stutter out, you could feel her grin against your cunt and you exploded - feeling waves of pleausure crashing over you. Your legs were shaky, lottie eating you out throughout your orgasm.

After you had come down from your high, she pulled away from you - smirking as she brought her fingers to your lips. "Open up." she demanded - you complied, letting her fingers push into your mouth, making you taste your own cum. She grinned widely "Good girl." lottie praised before pulling them out and standing back up, straightening out her blue kaftan and walking towards the door. "Ill see you later tonight.. after our ritual."

Authors Note: i trieddd!! its my first fic in like three years and im non-english so dont mind some typos.. anyway hope u enjoyed x

#lottie mathews x reader #lottie matthews smut #lottie matthews #lottie yellowjackets #yellowjackets

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chaoscriess · 2 years

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Do you write maddy perez x reader. Can you do from enemies to lovers with maddy where maddy was secretly in love with reader the whole time but she wanted to get reader's attention by being mean to her xoxo

oh absolutely. I love this idea sm

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! cussing, insults, reader slaps maddy, kissing, maddy calls reader a homophobic slur >:(, kinda angsty?

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! on mobile, format might be weird. lowercase intended, unedited, double periods intended

maddy perez x enemy!fem!reader

for as long as you could remember, you had hated maddy perez.

and as far as you knew, she hated you too.

every day, she would go out of her way to shut your locker as soon as you opened it, humiliate you in front of the whole school, and say horrible things to you. she would call you a slut, a whore, and.. a fag.

it hurt. a lot.

she made your life miserable.

and the truth is, you didnt really even hate her

since you first saw her in third grade, you've had a massive crush on the girl, even if you didnt notice it until the next year.

the thing is, she never noticed you.

until fifth grade, when your 'friend' told her that you said she was cute

she took about a day to think about it

and then she started insulting you, saying it was gross that you like girls

she was relentless

until one day when you two were arguing about how she treated you

you had enough. she told you,"you're fucking disgusting! I hope you, and all the other girls you've fucked, go to hell!"

so you slapped her, really fucking hard

you expected her to hit you back, but she didnt.

instead, you saw tears well up in her eyes as she held her cheek in amazement, and she turned around and walked away.

you thought it was weird, why was she acting like that when she was the one that said all those horrible things?

well you see, maddy never meant what she said about you.

in reality, she liked girls too, she just didnt know it yet.

she thought she was gross for thinking about you the way she did.

and when maddy went home that night, she went to her computer and opened google

yeah she definitely took an 'am I gay?' test

or like 17 of them

the results were.... well......

yeah she was gay

like really gay

like.. 'adopting a ton of cats and living in a cottage in the forest with her girlfriend' gay

so, naturally, she avoided everyone for like, three weeks.

but eventually she had to go back to school

and see you

when you saw maddy at school, your heart broke. she looked horrible, like she was two seconds away from dropping dead right in front of you. you didnt regret slapping her, but you couldn't stand seeing her like that so you walked to her locker and asked her if she was alright. she didnt answer you, but she did ask you something.

"do you really like me? like actually?". you were scared, was this just an evil ploy so she could humiliate you once again? you pushed aside your worried thoughts and nodded with your eyes glued to the ground. she let out a small 'wow' and stepped towards you. you looked up in fear, expecting her to hit you, yell at you, anything. but she didnt. instead, she smiled at you and you noticed her red face. she looked to the side and began speaking.

"I um, I'm really sorry.. the only reason I said those things is because.. well, I really like you, I guess. and, like, I guess I was just really jealous of all the other girls you've been with. I didnt even know I was... gay..". you stared at the side of her face with wide eyes, you couldn't believe what she was saying. "you're lying, maddy. I don't believe you." she looked at you and frowned, seeming to be thinking for a moment. she replaced her frown with a slight smile before placing her lips on yours, pulling you closer to her and kissing you gently.

it was hard for her to get used to dating you, a girl, and it was hard for you to get used to all the positive attention all the time

of course, some people weren't happy about your relationship (ahem ahem, nate.)

but you didnt care, maddy was finally yours.

#euphoria x reader #maddy perez x reader #chaos' army #chaos calling!#maddy perez fic #maddy perez #maddy x reader

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When the World Exploded - - Vincent x Jean - Ikemen Vampire Fic

-> His eyepatch was off, and yet the world didn’t end. In fact, it began anew.

Tags/Warnings <--> Angst then Fluff, Lots of Cuddles and Kisses, Soft and Slow, Bad Cooking, Hidden Relationship, Beginning of Relationship, HEAVY SPOILERS for BOTH suitors, Main POV: Jean D'Arc, HEAVY Exploration of Depression, Passive Suicidal Ideation and Religious Guilt.

Word Count: 5,005 (Around 12 pages)!

A/N <--> this originally started as super fluff but boy oh boy I forgot how messed up these two were. Still super fluff but wow I may have gone a little overboard. So please don't force yourself to read this if you're really sensitive to these things, promise I won't be hurt by it <:)

i think they might like this: @azulashengrottospiano @natimiles @weirdwriter69 (lots of interaction with the jean x vincent posts so i thought i'd tag sorry if you didnt want to be)

Jean never expected to be here. Jean didn’t expect to be alive. Jean didn’t expect much of anything, really.

So imagine his surprise to remember that a blonde painter had arms tightly wrapped around his waist and kept drawing him closer into the scent of dry paint and sunflowers, a hint of pancake batter mixed in there, too.

Jean tried to move away, only to have the arm around him tense and pull him further in. A small hum came from the sleeping painter, his head resting on back of Jean's neck. He couldn’t help it when an uncomfortable shudder went through him. His lips were so close to his ear, the beating of his heart right against his back…

Sure, they agreed beforehand but he never expected this. A part of him wanted to escape. It was all too much, too new. Yet Vincent wouldn’t let him get away, and maybe that was for the better. Despite the blank face and cold demeanor, he was sensitive to many, many things. A case of touch-starvation didn’t help the fact. After a momentary inner conflict, Jean let out a deep sigh and dug his face into the pillow beside him. He could do it. He fell asleep like this once tonight, he could do it again.

He came to learn that there were a lot of firsts when being revived as a vampire.

It was the first time he ever felt attracted to someone, let alone a man.

It was only when Vincent started painting outside more often that Jean started feeling… things. Tingles in his stomach whenever he saw the man paint a dark night sky with swirls of light. Shakes when he caught glimpses of a notebook filled with anatomy practice and fencing positions, all suspiciously bearing a resemblance to Jean. It could be argued that a few were Napoleon, though. The lines were messy enough. These sensations started following him around the mansion, too. At the dinner table, he always felt lighter when he heard Vincent giggle at something Arthur said. Eventually, a simple greeting smile sent a shiver through the poor soldier’s body and all he could do was scuttle off into the piano room.

Vincent was too radiant for a sinner to handle, he deduced. It seemed logical at the time. Jean’s chest was always empty and Vincent always had light to bring to someone. The world was a better place with Vincent in it and it was worse with Jean. That was just how things were. Jean was ready to accept that over… Well…

“Can I paint you?”

It was the first time anyone ever asked… that. Jean had been avoiding Vincent, more than usual, but one late night out of his room for a bottle of Rouge led to them meeting again. Vincent was already coated in paint, perhaps from a late night project, filling one of his paint cups with fresher water.

Jean was a frozen statue for a while, but when Vincent’s smile slowly faded, he suddenly came to. “Why me?” he asked, quietly.

Vincent looked to the side, the enthusiasm of the initial question trailing off. “I’ve never seen anyone like you?”

So unclean, full of sin and guilt?

“So… pretty?”

Jean shifted on his feet uncomfortably, staring at the painter in front of him with wide eyes.

Vincent was quick to catch his mistake. “In a manly way! Very male-orientated. But beautiful and elegant, too! So, um, beautifully handsome? Does that make sense?”

Not at all. Jean felt his entire mind and body shut down, then come back, then shut down again.

Beautiful? Handsome? Was this some sick joke?

“You didn’t drink that, did you?” Jean asked, shyly pointing to the paint-stained cup in his hands.

Vincent glanced down at it, then backed up. “No, I don’t believe so,” he almost chuckled, “Why would you think that?”

“You don’t seem in your right mind,” he responded. “I’m none of what you have described me as. I would suggest getting your eyes checked in the near future.” Jean turned to make his exit, bottle of Rouge in hand.

Vincent’s lips went ajar, blinking in disbelief. Then, he laughed. Jean froze. It was almost insulting to hear that. “Well, I don’t think so. I don’t know you too well, sure, but you seem nice.”

Those words sent butterflies through him.

Whenever Jean looked in the mirror, all he saw was a husk of a living being. He couldn’t say human anymore. He was ugly, inside and out. He longed for life, for warmth, comfort, yet every time it faced him, he ran away. God put him on this Earth to suffer in an endless cycle, yet he couldn’t break his piety to such a cruel deity.

It was something he’d slowly started to accept– the emptiness was a part of his life. If death came to face him, like a fool, he’d fight it, only to realize that victory meant waking up to another day, only after the fact.

Then, an angel descended upon him. It smiled with bright light, with hair as gold as a halo and beamed at him with kind, blue eyes.

“I guess I’ll just ask again,” the angel asked, “Can I paint you sometime?”

Who was he, a mortal man with sins too heavy to weigh, to deny the messenger of God?

It was the first time he ever ‘modeled’ for someone.

He never stopped by Vincent’s room for the specific purpose of sitting in a chair for hours on end (when they did try, it was so unpleasant that Jean almost fainted), but he visited on occasion.

Instead of modeling, Vincent would simply follow Jean around at random times with a sketchbook in hand, capturing moments of life in a still, pencil-drawn image. At the end of the day, when the stars twinkled in through Vincent’s window, Jean was invited in and the two chatted about the scenes the blonde had drawn.

“That’s not me,” Jean would say each time, “That man is too pure to be me.”

And every time, Vincent would shake his head and chuckle. “You should really start being nicer to yourself.” Vincent would then quietly whisper to himself, “Rich, coming from me of all people, but the advice still stands.”

Jean never tried to respond to his extra comments, until one late evening– “Perhaps we both should.”

Vincent’s expression was unreadable as he silently flipped to the next page.

It was the first time someone tried to cook for him. Keyword: tried.

Everyone in the mansion began to notice that the most polar opposites of the mansion had so suddenly gravitated toward each other. Napoleon was surprised when Vincent first appeared at their sparring matches as a regular guest, but now? Why, now he was surprised not to greet him.

Mozart was the most confused, of course. A soldier and a painter? Really, what would they ever want to do with each other? Jean was such a recluse, too. What did Vincent say to him that made him stray from his hideaway room and weapons shop? Theodorus seemed to share this sentiment, trailing behind his older brother like a guard dog.

Still, it didn’t surprise anyone when Vincent wanted to make something for Jean’s birthday.

It did surprise Sebastian that same morning to find the kitchen in shambles. Vincent stood in the middle of it all, a fire blazing inside the oven. Apparently, he had tried to make a batch of macarons.

It took the help of half the mansion to salvage what they could. When Jean was presented with burnt yet somehow undercooked macarons, he just… stared at them.

“How did you know I liked these?” he asked, trying to ignore the smoke coming from the kitchen area.

Vincent’s smile was drenched in embarrassment. “Ah, well, whenever we go to your shop together, I always see you looking at the macarons in the window displays. So, I just assumed you liked them. Glad you do! I would’ve looked silly if not…”

“Thank you.” Jean practically cut him off before he could say anything else. To show his gratitude, he took one from the pan and tossed it in his mouth. Vincent cringed.

The soldier’s eyes burst open with shock. It was so… mushy and crunchy and… How in God’s name could something like this even be created? It was a crime against pastries everywhere.

“Sorry,” Vincent mumbled, “I’m not really a sweet’s fan, so…”

That was all it took to convince Jean to push through, swallowing the macaron (could you even call it that?) with much strain.

“Don’t be. It’s the thought that matters,” Jean said, taking the tray from Vincent. “I… I’ll cherish this forever.”

Jean was looking down at the floor shyly, but he swore he saw a pink color grow on Vincent’s cheeks.

Later that night, he found a portrait of himself waiting by his door. In his critical eyes, it was too divine to look anything like him, but the distinctive stroke style made Vincent the clear painter. A note was attached to the bottom, reading:

“Happy birthday! Sorry for the macarons this morning. Maybe after you close your shop tomorrow, we can go to a bakery and get some non-burnt ones! We could bring them home for a tea party, if you’d like!

Also, I think I finally had enough sketches of you to make a painting, so here’s the finished thing! I hope you like it. I’d like to make more, if you’re comfortable with that

– Vincent Van Gogh”

Unfortunately, Jean wasn’t the most literate. He enjoyed the fact that with paintings, written words were unnecessary. It was a walk of shame to bring the note to Mozart so he could read it for him.

It didn’t completely miss him, though, despite his usual density. Vincent wanted to paint him more. An invitation for more time spent together.

When the fact hit him, Mozart had to double-take the smile he saw on his friend’s face.

It was the first time he ever kissed someone.

Now, granted, he didn’t remember that until the next morning’s hangover passed.

Jean was known to be insanely lightweight, so why he was given a glass of wine- no one knows. Unfortunately, his drunkenness often made him very… touchy. So when the mansion had a banquet drawn long into the night, Jean was practically laying on top of Vincent (much to Theo’s ire).

So, Vincent offered to bring Jean back to his room. His strength was only one factor in it, but Jean’s touchy-feely state made it a slight struggle to bring him into the room without losing his balance and being blinded by Jean’s clinginess.

Vincent has an arm wrapped around Jean as they make their way into his empty room. “Jeanie!” Vincent yelped, “I’m trying to put you to bed!” Through his struggle, he was laughing. Drunken Jean thought it was the most adorable thing in the world. It also didn’t help that Vincent was feeling a bit tipsy, too. He couldn’t stop himself from giggling at the absurdity of Jean’s actions even when he was worried for him.

When Vincent finally managed to get Jean into his room without tripping over his feet for a fourth time, he was content to call it a night. Unfortunately, Jean did not. He latched onto his arm and wouldn’t let go.

“Wait,” he whispered in a hoarse voice, “Please stay.”

Vincent couldn’t tell if it was the wine getting to him or not, but something made his cheeks grow red.

It was hard to remember the rest. Vincent tried to coax Jean into bed, but he refused, instead wrapping his arms around Vincent and locking him in an embrace.

It was a stupored dance, rocking back and forth as the painter tried to keep the soldier on his feet and not knock the two of them over. Not that he minded, though. The closeness was… oddly welcome.

“C’mon, Theo is going to worry if I don’t go back soon! I promise we’ll see each other tomorrow!” Vincent said, taking steps towards Jean’s bed.

Jean pulled back against him, his head leaning on Vincent’s chest. “But I want you here now.”

How could the pure angel say no to such a shy request? It’d break poor Jeanie’s heart to force him off!

The swaying continued, Jean moving closer and closer, until…

What was it Arthur said? ‘Drunken words were sober thoughts?’ Did that translate to actions, too?

The mens’ lips met, for just a brief second, but long enough for Vincent’s to turn into a living cherry.

They stared at each other for a moment, lust and liquor made Jean’s gaze cloudy, just as it fogged his mind. Vincent was more aware, but maybe he was hazy, too.

Jean went in again, losing all semblance of balance, leaning all his weight onto Vincent as his knees bent and only the tips of his toes remained dragging on the ground.

If he was a sinner, so be it. He couldn’t take it anymore– the strange pulses of his heart whenever Vincent smiled in the sunlight or told him he was beautiful. He was looked down upon by Heaven’s eye, so what was the point in searching for salvation any longer?

The devil named ethanol overtook Jean, but maybe it claimed Vincent’s heart, too. He didn’t even stumble, catching Jean’s weight and slowly easing into the second kiss. And the fourth. And the seventh.

When the eleventh finished, Vincent suddenly gained consciousness again and forced Jean into bed, running off soon after. Jean was too drunk by then and passed out before he could realize what he’d done.

When day broke the next day, Jean was alone in his bed. No memory came to him until 10 A.M.

What in God’s name had he done!? What sweet temptation overcame him? He was never drinking again, surely! His heart beat out of his chest with images and sensations flashed by him. With Vincent? He had stooped so low as to share affections with a man!? An innocent one, at that! He couldn’t believe he had even dared to touch the painting angel, tainting him with fault and impurity. God almighty, damnation was all he would receive. He’d turned his back to God thousands of times, but this had to be it. The Holy Spirit would claim him at any moment, banishing him to the pits of hell. Forgiveness was fully out of reach. Why did he have to be revived? He should’ve suffered on that stake, right where he belonged.

Jean locked himself in his room for weeks, only answering when Mozart came to drop off a bottle of Rouge. The pianist would try to speak, only for the door to be slammed in his face. The few glimpses residents did catch of him weren’t all too uplifting, either: Jean, knelt over his bedside with a rosary, muttering the Hail Mary over and over as if he would face judgment at any second. He only left to go to the weapons shop. Jean would avoid Vincent like the plague, or in his case, a harsh blaze.

Vincent didn’t fare much better. He was more shy and nervous around the mansion, his paintings became more chaotic and surreal. He tried to ignore it, push down every bit of emotion that started to rise in his chest, but… the unfinished paintings spoke for themselves. Lilly fields, the brandish of a sword, a fire burning sweetly in a fool’s chest.

Vincent felt his hands shake when he flipped through his sketchbook, only to find the same thoughts circling him. His chest felt like it would explode. He didn’t think anything of it when they first grew close to each other, but things were different now.

It was the first time anyone ever told him that.

“I think I’m in love with you.”

The sword fell from his hands with a loud clatter. Jean was a statue in the middle of the weapons shop while Vincent stood by the door, his hand on the knob.

The store was closed, but Vincent had been gifted a key a while ago. Vincent brightened any room he stepped in with such a radiant light that Jean felt blinded by it. Except… Even with the sunset behind him, illuminating him like an angel, Vincent appeared to him as a normal man.

He was impure, too. He sinned. He felt. Vincent wasn’t a big fan of that last one.

“You’re mistaken, monsieur.” Jean’s words cut like a sword; through the air and through Vincent’s heart. Vincent clutched his chest. “Whatever… this… is, it is not love. Lucifer is tempting us. We must not give in.” Jean picked the blade from the floor and placed it back on the rack, his brows knit. He kept his back turned to Vincent. He couldn’t even stand to look at him anymore. He was trying to resist the call of lust, after all. “There is nothing to love about me. Do not let the devil fool you, Vincent.”

Vincent’s head was filled with new feelings, but he knew this one too well: Hurt. It felt like Jean had just struck him in the heart with no remorse. Jean had always been blunt, a bit cold and dense, but this was cruel! Vincent’s fingers curled in, his fingernails stabbing the palm of his hand.

“Why not?” Vincent demanded. Jean wasn’t used to a harsh tone from the painter. “I-I…” Vincent practically trembled as he tried to force the words out. “Why do you get to decide what I’m feeling?”

Jean swallowed hard. He… He never thought of it like that. God was the only judge, why was he deciding for the painter? He opened his mouth to speak, but Vincent cut him off as he stepped closer.

“I love you, Jean. And, sure, maybe I don’t have the best grasp on feelings yet, but I know I love you.” Vincent’s declaration was made and there was no going back. It was a bit scary, pouring the beatings of his heart in front of Jean, but it had to be done. “You’re not going to convince me I don’t. I’m sorry.”

Jean was… silent. His violet eyes were wide, but there were unreadable emotions going through him. Vincent couldn’t bring himself to gaze at Jean for more than a few seconds. Not yet. He had no idea how the soldier would react. He was always so cynical, so shrouded in mystery, but that only made Vincent want to show him the sun even more.

“Why?” Jean parroted Vincent’s previous question. “What is there to love about me?” His voice cracked. As much as he tried to hide it, tears were being forcibly choked and swallowed to save his pride.

Vincent’s shoulders slowly slumped as the tension melted. Oh, what wasn’t there to admire. “Well… You’re strong.”

No I’m not, his mind argued.

“And you’re very kind. You’re always so thoughtful and thinking of others.”

It can’t be true.

“I can only dream to be as selfless as you, really!”

That was a blatant lie. What kind of game was he pulling? Only then did Jean’s thoughts stray. Vincent would never lie so openly. Was there truth in his words?

“I like spending time with you, too. You’ve always got something fun to say, when you do talk. And I like it when we go places. You keep talking about that field of lilies, so I think we could go there next!”

His mind’s voice couldn’t think up a retort in time.

“And… Well, I said it when we first met, right? You’re beautifully handsome. That’s something to enjoy, too,” Vincent giggled nervously, “Not as much as the other things, though! More of an added bonus.”

Vincent peeled his eyes off the floor to meet with an unseemly sight. Saint Jeanne D’Arc, staring him right in the face, with a hand over his mouth and tears rolling down his cheeks. It was sacrilegious to watch.

“Hey, don’t cry, Jeanie,” Vincent whispered, moving right in front of Jean to wipe his tears with his thumb. His hand lingered on the man’s cheek.

Jean felt as if he couldn’t breathe right away. Love? Nonsense. It wasn’t for him. He wasn’t even supposed to be alive! How could someone so gentle and considerate say all those things about him? This had to be some sort of trick or illusion. A dream, even.

Jean’s fingers intertwined with Vincent’s, not letting the painter’s delicate hands leave his face anytime soon.

He was just waiting to wake up from this dream. Waiting patiently. Waiting… and waiting.

It never came.

When he opened his eyes, Vincent was still there, sky blue eyes lovingly locked on him.

Vincent’s smile was soft. Anything harsher would blind Jean. “We’re vampires, Jean. I think God has bigger things to worry about. Maybe he can let this one slide.”

It was overwhelming to be blanketed in the holy light and Jean’s tears kept falling. This time, with a shy smile on his face.

It happened naturally. The gap between their faces drew shorter and shorter, their bodies fit together perfectly, and Jean’s hands felt comfortable on Vincent’s waist.

It was reserved, at first. Neither had any idea how to navigate a kiss with the other, but it was more natural than Jean had expected. It was… warm. Vincent’s thumb ran his across Jean’s eyepatch. Involuntarily, he drew back. They both used that as a minute to breathe.

Surprisingly, Jean was the one who initiated the second kiss, and this one was much more passionate. Their tongues collided on this one, messily and sloppily. Neither had any clue how to do this, but that was part of the enjoyment. It was slow, sensual, simply taking their time to explore each other.

It wasn’t perfect, but it didn’t have to be. Jean and Vincent backed away from each other entirely content, their foreheads pressing against the other. A dopey grin enveloped the soldier’s red face. He was certain the blonde could hear just how loudly his heart pumped in his chest.

It was the first time he felt so happy.

The days at the mansion were almost tolerable now. When no one was around, a chaste peck on the cheek or forehead would be shared. Usually Vincent was the one to find Jean alone in the library, but occasionally Jean walked by his room and left a kiss on his cheek.

Theo and Mozart noticed how they would disappear together first. Soon enough, everyone else caught on. Most of the mansion went to Arthur and Sebastian for answers, but both refused to tell. Sebastian out of not wanting to admit the amount of intel stored in his Oh no– They Didn’t! journal, and Arthur because he thought it’d be more fun for everyone else to figure it out themselves. Being the detective he was, Vincent sighed in relief when he heard he hadn’t told anyone. These feelings, this relationship… It’s all so new and they needed to take it slow. Being outed so soon would only spell disaster, especially in this century. Besides, Jean was already suffering from the judgmental stares from his little brother across the dinner table.

So, for the meantime, tea parties were kept in lonesome meadows and their most intimate moments were behind locked doors.

It was the first time he had a picnic.

They promised to go to the lily field, when they had the chance. Vincent was captivated the moment he saw a sea of white petals blowing in the wind, glowing under the light of the moon. Jean didn’t interrupt his pause, allowing him to absorb the beauty around him.

A blanket placed under them, a stiff breeze moving Vincent’s blonde curls in such a way that Jean couldn’t tear his eyes away. His head rested on the painter’s thigh while he sketched the field in front of them, grinning as his mind’s eye was put to paper.

He looked down at Jean, breathing softly as he admired him. Vincent chuckled as he ran his fingers through his partner’s navy hair. “This is nice,” he whispered, not wanting to interrupt the still of the night.

The moonlight hit Vincent in such a way that he looked as if he descended from heaven, his features chiseled by God himself. “It is,” Jean responded, closing his eyes to properly enjoy the sensation.

“We’re really lovers, aren’t we?” the blonde vampire asked softly. “It’s hard to imagine it in the mansion, but here… It feels real.” A pause hit Vincent before he continued, a romantic sigh leaving his lips as he took the moment in. “We should go see the sunflowers next.”

Jean’s eyes fluttered open and he watched Vincent attentively. There was a distinct longing in his eyes as he stared over the waves of flowers.

He couldn’t help himself. Jean cupped Vincent’s cheek in his head, bending awkwardly to plant a kiss on his lover’s jaw.

It was the first time he said those three words.

“I love you.”

It was the first time he took his eyepatch off in front of someone.

It had taken a full year for Jean to open up to the idea of taking his eyepatch off in front of Vincent. When they said they were taking it slow, they meant slow. Molasses envied them. They both had a lot of issues within themself, so moving too fast would only cause even more problems. This was far more safe and comfortable, and for them, that mattered more than anything.

It was a planned event. Theodorus wouldn’t be home for a few days on a business trip and Mozart was completely overtaken by a burst of creativity. Melodies filled the air each night, perfect for the inexperienced lovers. The stars had aligned for them to finally have a chance to sleep together and maybe sleep in, if they were lucky.

Sitting on opposite ends of Jean’s mattress, Vincent observed the empty room around him with slight dismay. The many paintings gifted to his lover were the only decorations on the walls. Otherwise, the place looked like a jail cell. At least Vincent's cell had a nice window and some paint stains on the floor. This was a topic for another day, though.

Jean sheepishly cleared his throat. A fabric eyepatch sling was laid across his open palm, extending it out for Vincent to take. He feared if he held it any longer that he’d put it right back on.

Vincent was instantly enamored with Jean’s face. He came to know of Jean’s execution, of how he covered himself so thoroughly to hide the scars that coated him from his feet to his face, but finally being able to see some, the dead skin surrounding his blind eye and the burns that brushed his usually glove-covered hands… He was so beautiful.

Jean was self-conscious under his gaze, actively forcing his left hand not to cover his eye. Fortunately, Vincent reached out and traced the burnt lines of his face before Jean could. His breath hitched, a short quivering running down his shoulder. “Sorry,” Vincent mumbled, now caressing the side of his face. “I just… I should paint you like this sometime. If you’ll let me.” Briefly, Vincent’s eyes wandered to his torso, before gazing back at the head of his lover. He held his cheek so tenderly.

Jean’s bashfulness melted under the tender gaze of the older Van Gogh. He took his wrist in his hand and planted delicate kisses against his palm. Vincent giggled coyly. Ah, that sound was more beautiful than any hymns the angels could conjure up. “I’ll think about it, monsieur.” He was thankful the attention to his scars ended there, although slight brushes and kisses against his eye were common as they laid next to each other. Any comments on its state would’ve left Jean a mess of regret and self-hatred. Vincent was careful about that, as Jean was with Vincent’s emotional status. It was an equal trade.

The evening was quiet, lulling the two to sleep easily. At first, they had fallen asleep with their hands locked together, not all too close to each other. Vincent knew just how overwhelming physical affection was for Jean, even after a full year in this relationship. Jean was the one who set the pace when it came to touch. He didn’t mind that.

Apparently, his unconscious state did. Jean awoke in the middle of the night to Vincent’s head tucked against his neck, arms around his waist and his back pressed against the painter’s chest, their fingers still intertwined with each other. His face dug against the pillow under him, hiding the scar from the dark nighttime.

Sometimes, he could feel the eyes of God staring at him, judging him for every sin he’d committed. When that happened, he’d spend several days in the city church, ultimately failing to build up the courage to enter the confessional. He was sin incarnate, no Father could offer repentance for that.

The urge to run overcame him. To be so close to another living being was too much… but the scent of paint and sunflowers granted miracles to Jean. His muscles slowly unwound and he found himself falling into the arms of rest once again. The strong arms around him kept him tied to reality and away from the dark thoughts of his wandering mind.

Every time Jean fell asleep, he dreaded the coming morning. The cycle of a torturous, unwanted, wrongful existence continued.

But with Vincent here… Things were different. A small flicker grew in his heart. If he could make it to tomorrow, he’d get to see Vincent smile. Oh, and perhaps he’d get to spare with Napoleon, and then play with Cherie… then he could… And then...

Suddenly everything felt worth fighting for, if only for a day.

He had taken his eyepatch off, and the world still turned.

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riacte · 5 months

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Space Opera AU dashboard simulator round 3 (but it gets a bit unhinged 😳) (post 1 and post 2)

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so there's this pretty lumian girl in my class. she's usually quiet and unassuming, but everyone knows she has an incredibly handsome lykos guy picking her up after class in his stupid scrappy clothes and blue sunglasses in his roaring glider and they run away to do whatever. void i wish that were me. what would i give to have the freedom to zoom in a sickass glider with a hot boy/girlfriend. i am absolutely sickkkkkkkkk with want. i want her life sooo bad i'm going crazy i'm going to thrwo up

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why is this old post gaining notes. and why did my highschool groupchat explode with 564 notifications overnight

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MY EX CLASSMATE IS IN ET1??? she's a gunner now good for her and HOLY SHIT HER PARTNER LOOKS EVEN HOTTER THAN BEFORE WOOOOOOOO

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wow 👍

isexuality

🍃 frogottenlands Follow

seeing this post is like seeing a soldier in the trenches during the 4th intergalactic war. first bisexual casualty of the combined power of queen of hearts and red king. it was so much that it deactivated op. i hope op is doing good these days

🪓 handoftheking

I mean, I totally get it. I would also be sick with want

#et1 #et1blr #dogwarts racing team #i can hear everyone screaming at me in the notes already #by the way: queen of hearts >>>>>>> red king. sorry ren

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🚀 renthepilot

Hello good people of Sunblr! <3 <3 do girls find it attractive if I can count to twenty in different languages >.> RD

❤️ falsewell

🚀 renthepilot

Stranger, this is immensely rude!! Please #GetOff my post. Your opinion is not welcomed. RD

🚀 renthepilot

!!!! IM SORRY FALSIE I DIDNT READ I DIDNT REALISE IT WAS YOU!!! >0< :(((( RD

❤️ falsewell

lol it's good

i'm throwing you in jail for one thousand years. byeeeeee ren

🚀 renthepilot

🥺🥺🥺??????!?!?!?!! you LEAVE me?? FOREVER!?!??!!? OUTRAGEOUS!!!!!

❤️ falsewell

nah probably not forever. maybe like twelve years. ten if you behave

🚀 renthepilot

:DDD

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3

👗 takenbyrk Follow

OMGGGGG RK'S ACTUAL SUNBLR?? hiiiiiiiiiii rk you're attractive no matter what you say you're so handsome and gorgeous kyaaaaa~~ please be my boyfriend uwu >.<

#rklove #rkboyfriend #et1 #💞 #🐶

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💙 saltair Follow

It's so cute how H and Fruit helped QoH and RK win their first GPs and now they're coaching them back 🥺💙🦇 they've really came full circle

💙 saltair Follow

It's so cute how H and Fruit helped QoH and RK win their first GPs and now they're coaching them back 🥺💙🦇 the tables have turned fr

💙 saltair Follow

It's so wholesome how H and Fruit helped QoH and RK win their first GPs and now they're coaching them back 🥺💙🦇 they've came full circle fr

🎀 pinkjupiter Follow

girl help. i think one of my mutual's been stuck in a time loop for almost a year now. the only thing she's been posting ever since she went to the red desert is that blue bats gp from forever ago. come back from the war bestie, we miss you so much <3 <3

🎀 pinkjupiter Follow

oh nvm. i hope you stay in that timeloop forever. is the timeloop fun. i really hope it's fun bc it's fucking awful out here

#a bit of lighthearted humour in these times #also of all ages to get stuck at in a loop, it HAD to be 17. truly one of the worst ages #i hope she's doing okay #i hope i won't be old and wrinkly when you finally escape from the timeloop #we promised to watch the star knights trilogy finale... and now they're making a fifth movie #at least your ship became canon in the fourth movie lol

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Hi Orbitors! Welcome to Sunblr! Hope you find a nice place to stay after the great Orbit blackout :)

🔺dancefloortwink917 Follow

Just arrived here... there's more treebark truthing than I expected 😂😅

🪩 cuntymirrorball Follow

Doesn't Orbit have that totally disrespectful conspiracy theory about the Blue Stalker over at o/bluestalkertruth? Pot calling kettle back huh

🔺dancefloortwink917 Follow

Well well well. 😇

And all of it happened before your cringe yaoi boys could even kiss each other on the cheek COMMON L

#get wrecked treebark truthers! #big W for us orbitors #who's in copium hell now huh? #:)

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my only wish for the new et1 season is that et1twt learns to make their own gifs instead of stealing from sunblr

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still relevant 10 years later lol

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holy crap it's THE overtakes?? we all thought you were dead?? like the streets were saying you were last seen at a distant fuel station in sector 451 and then you vanished from all social media

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lmao are y'all still believing my ex-cousin and her fake stories? i didn't die. i never died

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i'm glad you're safe but i'm still very confused

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it's not confusing! death is merely a social construct ^_^

#but you can imagine i resurrected myself after hearing people on et1twt were reposting my gifs without credit #im putting an ugly watermark over everything now

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#space opera au #dashboard simulator #treebark #trafficshipping #unreality #making this made me a little sad :( but in a 💀 way #btw im bi. and the false+ren making bisexuals go crazy thing is REAL and TRUE CAN ANYONE HEAR ME!!!!#i went thru the f1 tag for research and its fascinating in a good way #i could never ngl. beyond my abilities

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First request ive sent for hsr bcz I DO NOT SEE ENOUGH AU CONTENT ON THIS SITE?? I would like to request Gepard x reader musician au where gepard plays an instrument or maybe hes some kind of idol… idk im insane and ill take anything 😭

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ (tone) deaf

⊹ character(s) - gepard landau ⊹ word count - 705 ⊹ notes - gn!reader, musician/music au, modern au, gepard is still kinda a bad singer like in canon but not as bad (serval vocal coach yahoo!), reader is implied to be semi-famous but still knows the landaus, serval's band is implied to be semi-famous too (SERVAL WINGWOMAN IS BACK!!!), idol!gepard

hi anon!!! I REALLY LIKE THIS REQUEST!!!! I love guys who can't sing (cough tanjiro demon slayer cough) and it's always so cute writing about them. the idea of idol!gepard made me swoon so I went that route! I did hcs I hope that's okay! and I hope the modern au is okay, I didn't know if you wanted to stick to the original belobog/hsr setting or no. thanks for requesting!!! (=^･ｪ･^=))ﾉ彡☆ (I didnt rlly know how to end this one so if you want a p2 lemme know <3)

Gepard isn't necessarily a bad singer. He's just unpracticed.

Serval remembers fondly the times her brother would try to sing in his room, completely unaware of how he sounded to anyone with half an ear for tone.

He'd always wanted to be in a band of some sort like his older sister, but he didn't really have a knack for it. And instruments? Forget it. He could barely strum a single chord on a guitar!

Brawn was always Gepard's bigger strong suit over brains, and music certainly required quite a bit of the latter.

So, Serval, noticing her brother's plight (but also his desire for improvement) approached him on getting vocal lessons. From her, of course.

Over the course of a few years, he improved by leaps and bounds. In all that time, it never occurred to his sister to ask why he was so desperate for musical ability.

That is, until she went with him to one of your shows on her rare time off from her own band.

You were a longtime friend of the Landaus, and Serval felt that all three of you got along quite well. Like a house on fire, one would say.

But she never quite expected her brother to be so taken with your sound.

"Y/N has really bettered her playing!" Gepard ranted to Serval as soon as they were out of the small live house venue, waving his arms around. "I mean, she's always been good, but wow!"

"Is that why you wanted to get into music?" the girl teased, and her sibling immediately shut up.

"...N-Not exactly, but Y/N is inspiring."

"Your crush is written all over your face, baby bro—"

Serval was promptly shushed when you bounded up to the two of them.

"Hey, guys! How'd you like the show? Pretty cool, right?"

Gepard would spend hours ranting to you about songwriting, tone, anything he could possibly think of to occupy your conversation. Serval, meanwhile, would slink away to give you two your space.

It didn't take long for the newly-improved singer Gepard to find his place in a male idol unit.

His looks certainly helped, but it was no shocker that his leaps-and-bounds better singing was the kicker that got him his spot.

You continued your own musical gigs, but you were always willing to lend the blonde a helping hand (and ear!) for his new songs. Though idol groups usually got composers to write for them, Gepard was a sucker for coming up with his own songs.

As a very handsome guy, his talents were naturally geared towards a 'heartthrob' persona to his fans, which they lapped up like a cat to milk.

You soon became no exception—though you were obviously closer to him than any fan could get.

You would help him with writing songs, and all of his love-centric ones were written with you in mind (not that he would ever admit such a thing)

Still, you seemed ever-oblivious to his hints, even when his songs started to get borderline personal. His manager had to outright stop him from performing a song on the fly during one of his shows that specifically described you.

And Gepard was silently thankful that his moment of lovestruck delirium hadn't been broadcasted live to millions.

You couldn't exactly deny your own feelings for the man, but considering both of your levels of fame and his rise to success as a shoe-in for the whole nation's celebrity crush, you figured not to say a word.

Even though the work got busier by the day, though, Gepard always made time for you, and you for him.

When he couldn't make it to a show of yours or he had to miss out on a meeting due to a scheduling conflict, he'd always send a bouquet of your favorite flowers straight to your doorstep.

And though you couldn't always be there for his live performances, you always made sure to send something to eat from his favorite restaurant that he could indulge in after the show.

Fame could be tiring, trifling, and outright frustrating at times, but with the two of you to support one another, it wasn't too bad a hurdle to cross.

#hsr #honkai star rail #honkai #hsr x reader #gepard x reader #gepard landau x reader #gepard #gepard landau #honkai x reader #honkai star rail x reader

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law-d-water-trafalgar · 1 year

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Sparks 18+

1,000,000,000 Berry Woman, some mistakes, Goro Goro No Mi, Law x f.Reader, a sex scene, a date with Law Sabaody, four years with the Heart Pirates, Sabaody Auction House, fiance Law

Your alone when you met Law and Bepo he tests you and you pass becoming his girlfriend and part of the crew. There is a sex scene. Then Law takes you on a date on Sabaody later you all go to the auction house where you meet the other of the worst generation then escape from the marines.

(N) POV

"Hey there pretty thang come over here" a huge thug pirate says to you.

"What are you gonna buy me a drink?" You say snarkly.

"Not with that attitude, maybe if you came back with me to my inn. I'll let you have as much as you want" he says laughing to his other mates.

"Ya I dont think so bye" you wave as their all shocked with electricity and fall flat on their asses as you leave the bar bottle in hand. As you make your way to port you see a sub, polar bear in orange, and a guy wearing a yellow and black sweatshirt with a white and black hat. Feeling in a more friendly mood, not about to kill someone, you wave to them but they didnt see you. So you walk up to the deck.

"You look familiar but I just can't place it" you say as the man in black and yellow turns to you. Making eye contact some of your sparks fly up into the sky. He just looks shocked as he speaks

"Your (n) arnt you?" While you go

"Yea howd you know?" You ask quizzically wondering how the hell he knew who you were. He flashes a blue sphere around you all then pops a wanted poster into his hands as the blue sphere dissapears.

"See" he hands you your own wanted poster. 1,000,000,000 Wanted Dead or Alive (n) D. (LN). You look at it in shock.

"Wow I've never actually seen it before that's so cool!" You exclaim as the polar bear peeks over your shoulder.

"Wow that's alot of berries" the polar bear says which takes you aback.

"What you can talk?!" You squeal.

"Yes hello um" he looks at the poster again then says

"Hello (n) your sure worth a lot of berries" he says but your enamored with this gaint fluff ball.

"Must hug must hug!" You pounce on the polar bear hugging up and petting him making him blush under his fur.

"You are just the cutest thing ever!" You say giggling.

"Hey get off my mink go find your own"

"Well I would if I could I've been around the world all ready and haven't found no mink sir."

"By the way what are your names? I'm (n) but you allready knew that" handing back the wanted poster the blue sphere appears the wanted poster dissapears then the blue sphere dissapears again.

"I'm Trafalgar D Water Law, and this mink is Bepo" Law states blankly.

"You guys will do, let me join your crew!" You excitedly ask.

"No. Your too much trouble with your bounty being so high. I dont want any trouble" Law states coldly. You frown as he says that.

"First I have an incurable disease now I cant be apart of any crew cause their scared of me what's next? Maybe I should just kill myself!" You walk off the deck onto the pier and sit on the pier turned away from them. You hear then bickering between eachother. With a deep sigh you hear

"What kind of disease?"he asks

You turn and say

"Fibromyalgia or Fibro for short" as you stare at Law he comes over and stands next to you but a good distance enough away.

"And why should I let you join my crew?" He says coldly.

"Um because I'd be a great asset and I can blow an entire island off the map with my Goro Goro No Mi" you state happily wondering if youd get a crew.

"Tell you what if you can make it to my sub, without opening the door, and it being underwater I'll let you join my crew. Hell I'll even consider you my girlfriend" he sports with confidence.

"Okay challenge accepted!" You yell. As Law walks back onto the deck of his sub he yells for everyone to get inside as there about to submerge.

'Nows my chance to show him what I can do bet he wont be expecting this' you think to yourself as the sub allready went underwater.

"Oh shit quickly now" using observation haki you pin point the sub if you fuck this up you could end up in a wall.

-☆-

Laws POV

-☆-

"Look I dont want her to join my crew much less be my girlfriend. Her powers must only be linear. Theres no other devil fruit that can teleport Bepo so shes gone no-" you felt a tap on your shoulder from behind. Turning only to see

"(N)?! But how?!" Law shutters at the thought.

"I'm made of electricity I can teleport duh" (n) says nonchalantly.

-☆-

(N) POV

-☆-

"... I can teleport duh" you say nonchalantly.

"Theres only one thing though Captain" you say cutely.

"What's that?" Law asks shaken.

"Are you a man of your word?" You whisper in his ear causing him to shiver. Since his bounty is way lower than yours, he can be intimidated slightly.

"Yes I am a man of my word" he grumbles.

"Yay! But I'm not wearing that" you point to the boiler suit.

"Fine anything else I should know?" Law grumbles even more.

"We share a room ... boyfriend" you let the last word slip slowly through your tounge.

"What no way! I cant let a stranger I just met share my room like that!" Law yells pinching the bridge of his nose.

"But where is your girlfriend supposed to sleep?" You press further.

"Okay fine, only if itll get you to shutup!" Law snaps angrily.

"Ouu scary" you play with him. He turns to Bepo and says

"Not a single word of this to anyone. I'll make an announcement later" he says to the cute giggling Bepo.

"Yes Captain" and Bepo walks away down the hall.

"So going to give me the tour?" You say calmly.

"Fine come on since your all ready here" Law states annoyed.

"You should know I'll protect what I love, not saying I love you but I'll protect what's close to me" you say with calm (c) eyes. He turns his head then looks forward clearly thinking.

After a minute of walking

"This is my office through that door over in the back is my bedroom." Law says coldly.

"Dont you mean our bedroom Captain?" You say seductively as he gains a slight blush pulling his hat down slightly you could just tell though. He shakes his head as you both walk down the hall the other way to see a lunch room?

"This is the mess hall where you get food" then walking back and around to a place with lots of buttons.

"This is the control room I repeat do not under any circumstances press anything" he points directly at me.

"Why would I do that I'm silly, not stupid" you say crossing your arms.

"One more place come with me" Law says while walking down the hallway even further to a room with beds and electrical equipment.

"This is the med bay dont touch any-"

"Ya ya dont touch anything I got it boyfriend" you state trying to rile him up.

"And that right there has to stop no calling eachother boyfriend and girlfriend the crew must not know" Law states coldly. You reach up and pinch his cheek.

"Oh come now boyfriend surely you dont hate me that much" he slaps your hand away.

"You have to be insane" he states confused as to why his life is this way now.

"No I just like teasing you Trafalgar my sweet" you say sweetly.

"How did you know I wasnt going to rape you or chain you with sea prisim stone cuffs?" Law asks seriously. You look him in the eyes and say

"I know a good person when I see one Trafalgar Law. I've been around the world and back I have 1,000,000,000 berries on my head, and you think you know better than me?" You question which hes taken a back and thinks for a minute.

"You do have a point I suppose if you wanted us dead you would have done so allready" Law states. You just laugh

"Want you dead? I only just met you silly and as long as you stick to your side of the bed then will be fine" you say laughing with makes him blush slightly. You notice and say

"Oh? Is someone falling for me right away?"

"Oh shutup I am not" Law states.

-☆-

Four Years Later

-☆-

Having grown quite close to Law you finally gotten him to call you his girlfriend and you call him your boyfriend. Most if not all the crew knows but also know never to speak of it. You've had many battles with Law and you've had many night of cuddling with him as well. You became his medical assistant and fighter.

"Please oh please can we go to Sabaody Law? You never take me on any dates" You plead as your on the floor of his office head in his lap.

"Okay damn (n) well go to Sabaody I'm curious of something too"

"Hmm?" You pick yourself up go to your shared bedroom and fall on the bed.

"I need cuddles!" You yell as you hear him say

"Room Shambles, Shambles" then he reappeared in your shared room and slides into bed with you. Wrapping an arm behind your head holding you close.

"I told the crew to redirect the sub to Sabaody" you look up at his gorgeous grey eyes and say

"Thank you Trafalgar" as you kiss him on the lips he reciprocates kissing you back but deeper using his tounge to fight for dominance which he always wins. After some time you both break for air, panting you hug him close giving butterfly kisses to his neck causing him to shiver with pleasure.

"Remember how we first met?" You whisper as he nods slowly.

"You were that crazy girl who wanted desperately to be apart of a crew, so I took you in" Law says quietly.

"I think your forgetting the part where you wanted nothing to do with me love" you state quietly as well.

"Okay you wore me down then" he retorts. You giggle as he looks at you.

"You'll never admit it will you my dear boyfriend?" You coo to him as he nods then pulls you close hugging you from behind now.

"I'll admit your the best thing that's ever happened to me yes" he whispers in my ear causing me to shiver. Holding his hands in mine I decided to mess with him putting both his hands on my breasts. And hugging his hands. He exhales sharply into my ear.

"What feel somethin you like?" You tease as he grinds his bottom against you you feel something stiff.

"Oh so you wanna play with me?" You question knowing the answer. You flip around replacing his hands back on your breasts. Slowly getting undressed you undress him. Both blushing hot and ready. He takes a hand places it at your entrance to feel the wetness you have created making you wiggle with every stroke. You place a hand on his member and start to pump sensually with your thumb on his tip making him moan softly. As he inserts a finger into you your pump a little harder making you both moan in pleasure. He inserts two fingers when you've dilated causing you to moan out

"Trafalgar!" As you keep pumping he inserts a third finger as he embraces you in a kiss your tounges fight for dominance. Precum on your hand you knew he was ready.

"Oh (n) look your so wet do you want me that bad?" Law asks pulling his fingers out causing you to frown and cry out

"Please fuck me Trafalgar I cant wait anymore" you say as he bends his hand out to your mouth you open and tounge his finger with your wet on them until you suck it clean.

"Good girl now I will help you" Law states pulling his member from your hand he positions himself at your entrance and slowly going in making sure you adjust to his size. Moaning as he slowly fills you, him moaning as your entrance tightens around his cock then releases to move more inside. You both are loving this sensuality. Playing with his hair he shoves the rest of his length into you causing you to moan loudly. He leans down to your ear

"Shh sweetheart can't let them know what's happening now can we?" He coos into your ear.

"Oh.. right.." you managed to say before he starts pumping his member inside you first slowly then he picks up his pace. You tried desperately to snuffle your moans by biting your tounge but they slipped through as he thrusted harder and faster. You bit your hand to snuffle the noises but the bed was creaking more than you were moaning. He leans down still thrusting and kisses you to make your moans more silent. Tounges flicking back and forth. Hands in his hair tugging slightly. Breaking for air you semi yell

"I can't hold it I'm gonna cum Trafalgar"

"And here I thought with a bounty of one billion you would last longer" he says snarkly smirking wide.

"I can hold it dear" you say as he continues thrusting for what seems like an eternity. Your eyes gloss over as you start to drool a little as your snapped out of your trance.

"Im.. gonna.. cum.. (n) get ready" you hear Trafalgar say into your ear. You grinding against him and him thrusting inside you you both finally reach climax

"(N!)"

"Trafalgar!" Huffing and panting he stays deep inside of you, soaking it all in. Hes raised over you in a pushup position your hands playing with his hair.

"Wow Trafalgar your good" you say quietly in his ear.

"Well you are my first so I hope I did well for you" Law states huffing.

"You are always amazing sweetheart" you say sweetly to him and kiss his lips. After a minute he slides out of you slowly causing your whole body to tremble. He stands by the bed extending a hand to you.

"Come on let's get cleaned up (n)" you swing your legs off the bed and try to stand but your a bit wobbly. Law supports you until you can walk then you both head to the shower. Once in you close the sliding glass door and he turns on the water.

"Did I rip you? Are you hurt at all?" He asks concerned but you shake your head.

"Really dear I'm fine you were wow! Just wonderful" you say as you hug him close pierced breasts clinging onto his chest.

"It will be at least five days until we reach Sabaody love" Law states blankly as you nod soaping up and getting his back.

"Ah that feels good" he says almost moaning at the feeling but grunting instead. Once done cleaning up you both wash off then get out and dry off. You stealing his sweatshirt and sweatpants. Him dressing in his regular attire.

-☆-

Five days later

-☆-

Every night you had marvelous sex and then cuddles after cleaning up. Eventually you arrive at Sabaody with the whole crew excited.

"Bepo, Penguin, Sachi and (n) come with me" you exclaim for the crew to hear as some sad awees are passed around but they understand why. Law cant protect everyone if need be. After the chosen crew assembled on deck Law says

"Do what you want for a couple of hours I have business with (n)" as they all nod and walk in the direction of the theme park.

"Ah great..."Law states.

"What's wrong dear?" You say while squeezing his hand.

"Nothing let's go (n)" he says pulling you by your hand in the same direction. Your wearing a white short ruffled at the bottom dress with spaghetti straps and pearls hanging off the shoulders. With beige platform wedges. As you are being pulled by Law to the theme park he goes up and buys tickets for rides and gives them to you.

"Here choose a ride" Law sighs deeply knowing what you really want. With eyes sparkling you walk around holding his hand as you were about to walk up to a ride you bump into Sachi and Penguin, they look you both up and down seeing your holding hands.

"Ouu Captain is out on a date with (n)!" They exclaim.

"Shh! Dont tell anyone else or else" Law commands them they just nod.

"Yes Captain!" And run off to ride more rides.

"I want to ride the rollar coaster Law!" You point at a gaint rollar coaster in front of you while holding his hand gently yanking him forward.

"Finee" Law relents as you both wait in line then becoming next he admits

"I uh dont like rollar coasters (n)"

"Well too bad? It's all ready our turn get in" you say with the evil eye and push him into the seat as others sit in the rest of the cart.

"Are you ready?" You say as Law says

"No" "No -No!" As the rollar coaster swings downward Laws yells in fear as you yell

"Yesss!!!! Whoohoo!!" As the ride comes to a stop he realized he lost his hat on the ride.

"Room Shambles" poof his hat returns to his hand as he puts is back on. You pull Law to all of the exciting rides as he grumbles but agrees, then after you see the tea cup ride.

'This will be a good break' you think to yourself.

"Let's go over here!" You pull Law over to the tea cup ride and then get into a gaint teacup. Still holding one of his hands you spin the tea cup with one hand then see a familiar white and orange bear.

"Heyyy Captain! Heyy (n) Are you on a date?!" Bepo yells over to us twirling the cup.

"Yes-"

"No-"

Law and you say at the same time before he relents.

"Yes! Okay it's a date!" Law yells as the ride ends. Realizing he yelled out that last bit he gets off the ride and pulls his hat down hiding his embarrassment. Holding back onto his hand Bepo says

"Awee you both are so cute together. I'm so glad your taking time for yourselves"

"Awe thank you so much Bepo but I'm sure Law has had more than enough for today though" you say to Bepo.

"Dont tell anyone Bepo" Law says to Bepo. Waving goodbye to Bepo you take Law to the food stands getting corn dogs, and cotton candy. Him having to wipe off food off your cheeks, him blushing thinking hard about something it seems.

"Whatcha thinking bout handsome?" You question him.

"Hmm? Oh nothing" He says and looks away blushing squeezing your hand as you squeeze back. Smiling wide your fulfilled.

"Okay I'm done Trafalgar" saying to him. Surprised he nods and says

"All right theres one place I want to go so now you stay close to me okay?" Curious you agree

"Sure Law whatever you want" you say to him while he pulls you to the meeting spot for the gang to meet up. You break hands before the gang shows up. After a short time Sachi, Penguin, and Bepo show up.

"Ready everyone? Let's go" Law says cooly. As you all head to the auction house you find seats and sit down, Law next to you, arm behind you. While the rest of the gang sits behind you both. As the show begins you whisper to Law

"What is this?" He whispers back

"Its a human and creature auction house, shh dont draw attention to yourself (n)" you see celestial dragons sit down up front and see Captain Kidds crew on the right. After awhile of seeing lame devilfruit users, fish men, and humans. You see a gaint glass bowl with the figure of a mermaid under the light. Then suddenly other pirates come running into the auction house yelling something about the mermaid while other Pirates burst through the roof. Suddenly the short black haired man with the strawhat punches the celestial dragon straight in the face breaking his glass bowl on his head. As they go to the stage to recuse the mermaid. Then Laws crew and you walk out the front door along with Kidds crew and the Strawhats crew. Suddenly there are marines everywhere as all the Captains get in battle stance you just chill right behind Law not attracting attention to yourself. After the Captains start playing around with the marines, some spot you and tell their Captain from the marines. "Its (n) D. (LN) the 1,000,000,000 woman!" Some small marines say.

"Capture her at any cost!" Their Captain yells as marines run toward you all. The pirate Captains fight of marines as they all break apart. Law takes your hand and runs with his crew to the sub.

"Everyone grab on to (n)!" Law states

"Room Shambles" and you all appear by the sub and run on board and close the door.

"Room Shambles" Law dissapears.

'Hes probably telling the guys in the control room to submerge' you think as you walk to your shared bedroom and plop down on the bed. Looking at the bracelet that Law had won for you from a stall game. Its babyblue with pearls and shells on it.

"Shambles" Law appears in your shared bedroom.

"Are we okay?" You ask him.

"Yea were deep enough the cannon balls cant reach us now"Law says blankly. Law sighs then says to you

" I wanted to do this at the theme park but their were too many people.. please stand (n)" Law asks politely. You curious, stand in front of him.

"Yes??" You ask. Law gets down on one knee slides a little box out of his pocket and opens it up to you.

"(N) D. (LN)I know I've never said it but I'm ready now. I love you (n) Will you marry me?" He gulps.

'Wow hes putting his heart on his sleeve for me oh my gosh!' You think to yourself as you say

"I love you too! Of course I'll marry you Trafalgar!" You blush as he blushes deeper as he slides the ring on your finger.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time (n)" Law gently says to you as you nod. You hug him close as he wraps his arms around you.

"I never thought I'd find true love Trafalgar Law" you smile into the bottom of his neck.

"Well now your soon to be (n) D. Water Law. How do you feel about that?" He asks.

"I love it like I love you cutie" you say while nuzzling his neck. Kissing up and down his neck causing him to shiver.

"Let me get this beautiful dress off you now" Law smirks widely as he starts to undress you for another adventure safe deep under the sea.

#trafalgar law smut #trafalgar law #trafalgar d water law #law x reader #trafalgar law x reader #one piece x reader #one piece #law one piece #trafalgar law fluff #one piece law

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yuk1nya-moved · 2 years

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#—ONE LAST TIME

r. rosehearts, l. kingscholar, / gn! reader

warnings : book 1, 2 spoilers , very long LOL , not proofread , swearing , riddle favoratism /j

"..Just one more time. Please. "

*⁀➷ a/n at the end !

￫ summary : You knew you weren't part of this world, he knew that very well you'd had to go soon. But he never expected it on both of your anniversary.

"Hey, [name]! Wake up!" "..'m awake 'm awake..." you say with half-lidded eyes. You turn to check what time it is and why Grim was waking you up at the godforsaken hour of 2 am. "Yo, name the Headmaster is here."

"Ah! Prefect! Finally you're awake. I'd like to speak to you in private." The Headmaster asked. "Eh? Sure." Followed by a yawn.

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As you two were walking to library, you asked "Headmaster, could you tell me what you've woken me for before you drag me to do another errand of yours." "Oho, This is not an errand! This is important news for you! And how dare you think I'd place my responsibilities onto others! I take full offense." He said obviously lying. "Gah! Just tell me what you want so I can go back to sleep." You said while finally arriving at the library.

"Well, since I am so kind I have found a way for you to go home!" huh. what. "W-what..? Are you serious?" This had to be a dream. You're finally going home! "Headmaster, when am I going home? Tonight? Next week?" "Hm, I'm actually not sure. The mirror knows which world you're from but it hasn't been responding to anyone in the past few days. Not even me! Oh how it's pained me..."

Though Crowly was ranting about the mirror ignoring him, you couldn't get you mind off the new news. "Though it seems like the mirror would be fixed in a week." That snapped yout out of your thoughts. A week huh?

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After finally returning to ramshackle dorm, with grim hogging peacefully sleeping on your bed, you decide to check what day it is a week from now. Checking your calendar you count seven days to- oh. oh no. this cannot be possibly happening

It was both of your's anniversary.

↪ riddle rosehearts

Shit. After your discovery of last night you worried on how to tell Riddle. You knew very well he loved you completely and cherished you, you knew how much you helped him during his overblot, and you knew so damn well that he would not take it nicely.

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Its now 7:49 yet you couldn't sleep one bit, I mean how could you with all these thoughts swarming you head yet these thoughts were cut off with a knock at your door. And you knew well who this could be.

"..[name]? Are you ready?" The one and only Mr. Rosehearts. Its been a habit for the both of you to do morning walks before classes start and you of course, forgot about it. "Im so sorry 'm" you were cut off with a yawn " I'm just really sleepy. I might take longer than usual so you can go ahead without me."

"Ah, no need [name]. I can wait." He said. After atleast 45 minutes of getting ready and having to spend another 5 minutes to try and make your eye bags less visible you were finally ready, "Im so so sorry to keep you waiting Riddle." You apologized while walking down the stairs.

There you saw Riddle napping, very unlikely for him. But as much as you didnt want to, you had to wake him up. Giving him a gentle shake he woke up. "..[name]? Oh, have I fallen asleep?" "Yes, yes you did riddle" giggling at him "Well I see that you're ready. Shall we go now? We are a quite late to our usual schedule." While he gestured his hand out to you

"Yes, lets go now." While smiling at him. The day went on usually, classes, Grim amd Ace bickering, and most importantly your daily little tea party with Riddle.

"Wow, these tarts taste better than before. Did Trey and something new to it?" You happily said. "U-um I actually made them this time." Riddle said clearing his throat "Really?! Wow you've improved after your oyster sauce incident." You complimented him as a tint of red covers his face. "Ahem-! Why thank you dear. Though beside the tarts I can see you didn't sleep well last night. Care to tell me what's wrong? I am your boyfriend after all."

Oh yeah. You were contemplating about lying to him or telling the truth. As much as you didn't want to worry him, you had to tell him soon.

So you explain your situation to him.

A minute of silence passes by and neither if you wanted to talk. Riddle knew he should've been happy for you but he's feeling the complete opposite. He doesn't wanna lose you, he really doesn't. But alas, all things come to an end.

"Ok then. Im happy for you." You could hear his voice crack in saying that "Riddle.. I'm so sorry. That I wont be here for you anymore, I wont be able to—" thats when you were interupted with chaste kiss on the lips.

"There nothing for you to be sorry about, my dear. You were brought into this world by accident, theres nothing suprising about you wanting to go back. I will cherish the sweet memories I've made with you."

Now that just sent the waterworks going. The fact he was so patient and understanding with you, contrary to his personality with other people.. you were definitely gonna miss him. He wiped your tears and hugged you "I believe its best to spend quality time with each other in you last few days, don't you think?" He smiled at you "Heh, you're right" you finally return him a smile

Your last few days at NRC were quite different than the ordinary school days. Cater snapping the most pictures with you, Ace and Deuce trying their best not to stress you out, and Trey baking different recipes for you to try before you go. But most importantly, Riddle constantly complimenting you, holding your hand any chance he gets, and has been bit more open to PDA. You were gonna miss all of this.

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The day of your anniversary with Riddle and the day you leave Twisted Wonderland. Of course you prepared something special for him.

Matching necklaces both had a half-heart pendant with a ruby gem on top following the shape on his and the same for you except your's had a [color] gem on it. You already wearing yours while packing his in a velvet box

While packing your things, you heard a knock on the door. Fully expecting Riddle, you were quite surprised at the sight instead. Ace and Deuce holding up a banner saying 'we'll miss you :(' while crying, Trey handing you a basket of pastries, and Cater gifting you a photograph of Heartslabyul including you

You felt like crying again at the sight of your friends caring about you, you really were gonna miss them. But instead you thanked them all and hugged all of them. "Thank you! Thank you!" You exclaimed "No problem, we wanted to give you something before you leave y'know? And Riddle waiting for you at the center of thd Rose Garden." Trey said "Now off you go to your boyfie~" Cater teased.

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Finally after what felt like hours of finding the center, You finally saw Riddle sitting on the bench. "Riddle!" You run up to him to hug him. Riddle, who was suprised by your sudden ambush, quickly got used to this. "Happy Anniversary, my dear." You quickly pull away to pull the velvet box out of your pocket "Happy Anniversary to you to, Riddle" you smile as you give him the box

Upon opening it, he was in awe by the necklace. "Thank you very much [name] as he gave you a peck on the forehead. And I almost forgot, here you go"

As you open the box you see— a ring! "It's actually been a dream of mine to live my life by your side, but it seems like not all dreams get granted do they? So here a promise ring. Promise me you'll always take care of your self?" "Riddle.. I-I.. Thank you so much, I love you.." you hug him as you cry out how much you'll miss him.

He cant keep up this façade any longer, he started crying too telling you how much he'll also miss you and how he loves you. After a bit of crying you were interupted with Cater's phone snapping a pic "So, so, sorry to ruin the moment but it seems like the headmaster's calling you [name]" Cater said

"Oh, okay." You remove yourself from him "Shall we go now?" giving him a smile "Of course" he replied

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Finally saying your last goodbye's, it was time to go. all the times you spent here will be reduced to memories you can never relive. Shooting Riddle a soft glance, you saw his genuine smile again. For the last time.... Then you step into the mirror.

It seemed like our fairytale ended with a blank page

↪leona kingscholar

Shit. Fuck. Putangina. Persetan. 他妈的. You started swearing in every language possible because out of all your days at NRC this was the most stressed you've ever been. 4:29. its 4:29 am you've been in circles for almost 2 hours. I mean, A part of you were joyed that you were finally going home! But another part worries about all the memories you've made here.

Feeling all too overwhelmed by all of this, you decide to go to your boyfriend ; leona kingscholar

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After what felt like 45 minutes, you're finally at the chamber of mirrors. Stepping into Savanaclaw, you wait for the mirror to fully transport you there. Thoughts come down crashing again, what would happen, how would he react? You dont want him to overblot again. But then what wo—

Your thoughts stop as you realize you're already in Savanaclaw. Heading to the Dormleader's dorm, and knocking on the door "Leona?" You open the door and take a peek you see the lion just wake up at your knocking and voice. "Eh..? Who the hell.." he groans quietly "Leona? Do you mind if I come in?"

"Yea, sure" as he scratched his ear though pissed you woke him up it was you who woke him up tho. Doesn't mind having another thing to cuddle, right? I mean why else would you wake him up?

"Leona, could we talk?" "Go for it, I could care less" as he yawned. He expected you to just talk about his sleeping problem or his studies or something. But definitely not this.

As you explain to him your situation, you couldn't help just breaking into tears. You were gonna lose Leona, Savanaclaw, and more and that just made you break down. He was definitely not expecting you to drop a bomb on him then suddenly cry?!

He was obviously suprised by the entire situation right now, but he had an s/o to care for right now. So he gestured for them to sit on his bed. Leona is foreign to comforting others but he'll try.

"So- Um. You need anything? Water, orr what?" Instead of answering you just kept sobbing into his chest. So he just embraced you instead, soon you both drifted off to sleep.

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After waking up, and quickly realizing you slept on Leona's chest you tried to escape his grasp quietly, trying not to wake him up. After finally getting him off of him planning to go back to ramshackle to get ready.

Upon opening the door, you were greeted with Ruggie there. "Leona! Wake u- woah!" "Ruggie!" You say surprisingly "Not much eh? Also could'ya tell Leona to wake up? We still gotta practice for the interscholastic games ya'know." Ruggie ask then he leaves the room.

"Leona, Leona," you nudge his shoulder "Leona! Wake up!" Practically trying to shake his whole body "..I'm awake... Why the hell are ya' wakin me up this early?" "Leona. Its 8. Also Ruggie mentioned you have interscholastic practice or something. C'mon wake up!" Shaking him even more violently when he fell asleep again "fine, fine, but you gotta come with me for wakin' me up this early" you agreed with him as you tried to drag him out of his bed

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While walking towards the spelldrive stadium, Leona finally asked you about last night. "Oh, um, Crowley found me a way home." You answer quietly. He almost felt his heart drop at that. You were going home? You wouldn't be in this world anymore? "Eh, that lazy ass crow finally did something?" He was trying his best to keep cool, well both of you were nearing the stadium and he had to stay strong for his dormates

You giggle a bit a his response, not sensing his sadness. After finally reaching the stadium you wave him goodbye to return back to your dorm. After waving back, Ruggie knew there was something off about the dormleader "So, what's wrong?" The slightly startled dormleader mumbled a quick 'nothing'

So Ruggie was right, there's something wrong. It was never that easy to startle Leona. As much as he wanted to ask him, he thought it was better to keep quiet.

Nothing really changed in your last few day, except the fact Leona had started to make more of an effort to make you smile.

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The day has finally come, goodbye to Twisted Wonderland and goodbye to NRC, and of course you didn't forget about you and Leona's anniversary. Though you both agreed not every year not to get gifts, you just had too.

The gift you got him is a was a threaded bracelet in savanaclaw's colors. You hoped that he'd accept it since you thought it looked cheap or pathetic (i guess?) for a prince.

Finally leaving your dorm, you and Leona had planned to meet for a bit before going. "Leona?" You knocked at his door once he opens a door, you quickly pull him in a tight hug. He laughed as he ruffled your hair. You pull away and give him the bracelet "I know we both agreed on 'no gifts' but I just wanted to- " "No need to apologize y'know? I mean I also got one for ya." He also handed you a brown varsity jacket with a savanaclaw print of the front and Leona's name on the back.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you... I'll really miss you" Leona stayed silent, it was unusual for him to. But he didn't know how to really respond, you were going away for real instead he just hugged you tight.

Finally breaking the hug, you tell him if he wants to accompany you to the mirror chamber.

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Finally saying your last goodbyes to him and kissing him before you go, you finally step into the mirror

He really can't have anything huh?

￫ A/N : ITS FINALLY DONE i was supposed to also do azul but then i lost all my inspo for him sorry azul fans . I dont think this is one of my best works but yea

also either the chiyu fic or the genshin dating headcannons fic gets realeased first, in like probably 2 weeks minimum

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sunshinewwx · 1 year

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꧁Breath in and out..꧂

( After you and you’r family went to the metkayina clan to stay there bc of the war you get a little close to a certain ‘boy’. You and your siblings had to learn their «way» so you are trying to do the best of the impossible and get your breathing under control only for a certain boy to take notice and help you)

(WARNING) * fluff * joke/ mean words *mention of touching *slight enemies to lovers? * soft Aonung

Notes: This is my first fic hope you guys like it✨

(Ao’nung x reader)

Enjoy!✨😊🤭

-No you gotta breath from here.

You watched as Aonung placed his hands on your stomach. His hands were cold and it made your stomach crumble down. You took a deep inhale and closed your eyes trying to concentrate but you just couldn’t. His hands were all over your stomach, his thumb scraping over your bellybutton many times. This made your heartbeat and breathing go faster then normal.

(Aonung) - God… Your breathing is much worse now! Why can’t you atleast try to get it. He grumbled the last words as he puffed his chest out a little. Aonung looked like he would leave any minute now, his light blue eyes looked around for any person walking by to switch whit, He had tried to teach you but you just couldn’t do it right. What was wrong? He wondered if you ever took lessons to be this stupid or if it was natrual.

(Reader) - Im sorry im really trying my best but i just can’t concentrate whit your hands all over me! You hissed at him and he slowly took his hands off you watching you get back into position for another try.

(Aonung) - Wow (reader) Everyone’s entitiled to act stupid once in a while, but you really abuse the privilege. As he said that a smirk creeped up on his lips as he laughed right in your face.

Now you tried your best to stay calm and not get into a stupid agrument. everything you did was wrong, as you were the oldest sully daughter you were the expectation in the family. Your duty was to take care off the most, such as feeding the sius in the morning, picking up beautiful sheels to use for making necklaces, diving under water for a certain plant, pick up coconuts and at the same time, watch over you’r siblings who would always pick up a fight whit each other. Your father said it was a way to show our greatfullness for getting to stay here, but you never understood why only you got these tasks. Of course your siblings help you a little now and then but it wasn’t often as they liked to play and run around in the water. You understood them tho, it’s much more fun to play in the water as you wish you could switch places for a bit. As for the omatikaya siblings they had the job to teach you guys and go out fishing and that was enough already, you knew it was hard for them as you teached your siblings in the past. They could be pretty dumb sometimes-…

(You took a deep inhale again as you took your hands in your palms and held your breath.)

(Aonung) -That is also wrong. You gotta breath from here..

( Reader)- I know exactly where i have to breath from! You yelped out only for him to smile and laugh at your so called «mad face»

( Aonung) - Then do it

(Reader) - I will… you grumbled as you tried to concentrate again.

Aonung soon found out what you did wrong, you didn’t have a clear mind. For it to work you had to concentrate whitout a crazy mind. That’s prob why Loak, Kiri, Tuk and Neteyam already mastered it, they are calm and concentrated and thought about something that made them calm their nerves down.

He asked if he could help you but you didnt even get to answer as he took your hand in his and dragged you over to a place where noone was. He thought about it twice as you two walked thru a small cozy forest, should i really bring her there? Is she gonne master it? Of course he didnt wanna «help you» but the sooner you got the breathing under control the sooner he would have one minus person to help when in the water.

(Reader) - Hey! Where are you taking me? You asked as you looked over his shoulders.

(Aonung) - A place where you can calm down and get your breathing under control. He simply replied whitout a joke this time.

As you guys were walking you notice he still had a good grip on your hand and kinda whouldn’t let go? Also that his hand were warm and not cold. As you two reached your destination Aonung quietly sat down on the grass followed by your figure. It showed a pretty view over the village whit palm trees and soft grass touching your silky skin as you sat down. He never really took anyone up here, this was a place he usally went by himself if he ever were stressed about something or needed to clear his mind.

(Aonung) - Ok to get your breathing under control you gotta be calm and think about something to make your stress go away, for me it helps to look at the view, here give it a try.

He let go of your hand blushing sigthly as he sat himself cross from you, he took a hold of his hands in his palms and took a deep inhale giving you a eye contact to do the same. As you both sat there eyes closed just enjoying each other prescence for minutes. You for almost the first time felt calm and not worried about your siblings, feeling the wind brushing sigthy over your ears and a shadow that suddenly blocked the sun and view from your eyes made you get back to reality. As you opened your eyes you saw Aonung figure standing over you.

(Aonung) - Looks like you mastered your breathing, we have already been sitting here for some minutes. He looked down at you, a little red in his cheeks as you swore you saw him smile just a bit. - Good job (reader) he examinated as he took out his hand to help you stand up.

As his hand touched your you blushed, you didnt know why, was it beacause you mastered the breathing or beacause Aonung was sweet and actully used his personal time to help you?

As you got up he offered to walk you back to your mud because it was getting late.

(Aonung) - Im only walking you back home because it’s late you snake he said as he looked forward not wanting to meet your gaze that was looking at him.

(Reader) Thank you for helping me today Aonung, i really appreciate it, you said as you saw a form of pink forming onto his cheeks.

(Aonung) - It’s nothing… It’s the least i could do for you stupid freak.

As you two reached your pud and shared a farwell you went to bed, but for the chief son he couldn’t stop thinking about you❤️

#anoung #avatar #the way of water #fluff #Anoung X reader #tumblr #viral #trending #Ship #so cute #sunset

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hymn-of-muse · 11 months

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How Sweet.

A Tristepin/Percedal x Evangelyne requested by @hewasanamericangirl !

[for a bit of explanation, i grew up with the original french dub so i'll be using "dally"'s french name and nickname. the "n" in "pin" is silent]

"Eva!" Tristepin called over to the cra in his traveling party, a bright and cheery look on his face like he had another of his dumb ideas. A look Evangelyne was all too familiar with.

"Yes? what is it, Pin-Pin?" Evangelyne sighed as he confidently marched over to her, a hint of a playful tone as she called him by the nickname he claimed was "too childish".

"Clear your schedule for tonight, because we have plans!" He stated rather matter-of-factly, a smug and proud smile to match the proud pose he had with his hands on his hips. Clearly he thought he was being smooth, lucky for him she found his attitude amusing.

"We do? What are we doing tonight?" She asked, raising an eyebrow with her question and shifting her wait to lean on one side with a hand on her waist. "You arent planning to fight anyone are you? you better not have signed us up for some fighting tournament-" she started scolding.

"no! no, no, no! Not a fight, Eva! i found a place to have dinner tonight!" he explained.

"oh, well thats a nice change." she smiled, dropping her scolding demeanor and casually crossing her arms over her chest.

"yes! I promise, it's a nice place in town, we'll go tonight, yeah?" he grinned, seemingly excited which was no surprise to anyone for him to be excited about food.

"okay" she shrugged, clearly not thinking too much of it but agreed and turned back to catch up with Amalia ahead of them.

"Evaaa, did i hear that right?" Amalia grinned at her friend rather mischievously.

"what...? why are you looking at me like that?" Evangelyne asked, quirking a brow at the princess' behaviour.

"did Tristepin ask you on a date and you just said yes? just like that?" the sadida giggled teasingly.

"w-what?? date? no, he was telling me about a place we could all eat tonight...wasnt he?" eva felt her face warm up as a slight blush appeared at the idea of a date.

"Evangelyne no! he asked you out!" Amalia insisted, slightly narrowing her eyes at the blonde as she spoke.

"oh boy, what have i gotten myself into?" Eva sighed and dragged a hand over her face as she did so in exasperation. She wasnt expecting this but did expect it to not go so well, the party did have a bit of a knack for getting into trouble and Tristepin did get himself into fights. he didnt exactly seem like the kind of guy that was very good with dates so you couldnt really blame her for expecting the night to not go so well.

Eventually the night did come, Amalia had insisted on helping Evangelyne get ready for her date, picking out a dress and doing her hair.

Eva stepped out of the inn the party had decided to stay at for the remaining time they would spend in the town, finding Tristepin waiting for her outside.

He had an arm behind his back and an amazed smile on his face as he looked at her. "Wow Eva! You look beautiful!" he complimented her, almost forgetting about the thing he hid behind himself. "oh-these are for you." he grinned, revealing a small bouquet and handing it over to her.

Evangelyne was a little taken aback by the surprise gift but smiled sweetly and took the bouquet from him with a small "Thank you."

Tristepin held out his arm for hers, his goofy prideful smile never faltering. "Shall we go then, my lady?"

Eva linked her arm with his, bouquet held close in the other hand, and nodded. "what's this place you had in mind then?"

As they walked down the street, Tristepin guiding their path, Evangelyne couldnt help but brace herself for whenever the moment would arrive that things finally went south. Little did she know, Tristepin was hoping desperately that this would work out, even asking Yugo and Ruel earlier for tips and advice.

Tristepin lead the two of them down the streets of the town, a short walk down to the little restaurant he'd spotted earlier that day. It was a quiet walk, the silence filled with a nervous and awkward tension.

When they arrived, Tristepin made sure to hold the door open for her, to pull her chair out and seat her himself. He had always referred to himself as a gentleman and tried showing it whenever he could, though normally his efforts were spoiled by his clumsiness or over eager attitude towards fighting, however tonight he expressed chivalry with ease.

Evangelyne found herself smiling fondly as they sat at the table together, once again thinking to herself "so far so good".

"So, Eva, what do you think? pretty nice place, eh?" Tristepin smiled brightly, though his demeanor gave away he was searching for conversation starters out of nervousness.

"Actually, yes, and very surprising too, coming from you." Eva admitted with a playful tone.

"yea-wait" Tristepin stopped himself from agreeing when he processed her words. "what do you mean 'coming from me'? is it really a surprise i picked out a nice place?" he tilted his head as he asked, confused, curious and ever so slightly offended by her remark, her teasing going over his head.

Eva only giggled at his reaction in response before a waiter came over to their table to take their order. After drinks and food were decided upon, the waiter wrote down their orders and left them to chat while they waited on their meals.

"so..." Tristepin spoke up, nervously glancing to the side and poking his fingers together. "what do you think so far?" he looked pretty cute when he got all shy like that.

"this is really nice. no fighting, just us enjoying a meal at a nice place, i like it." Evangelyne smiled honestly at Tristepin. it was a really nice change of pace from their adventures and it seemed to be going smoothly too, she was happy.

Tristepin smiled back brightly at her response, glad things were going so well for once and that she was enjoying herself.

Their food and drinks soon arrived and they chatted a bit amongst themselves while they ate, learning a little bit more about each other and sharing some experiences from their adventures.

Soon enough the night was ending and they were headed out back to the in. The bouquet from earlier still in her hand, Eva linked her arm with Tristepin's once again and they left the restaurant together, heading back down the street as lamplight lit the way and stars started filling the sky.

Eva found herself laughing at Tristepin's story as they made their way, he found himself smiling and a little flustered rather than upset at someone laughing.

Eventually they said goodnight to each other as they reached the hallway to their rooms in the inn.

"Pin-Pin, wait-" Evangelyne put a hand on his arm to stop him before they parted ways and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you"

He stood there a minute with a red face before a huge lovestruck grin spread upon his face and he brought his fist into the air and back with a quiet little "Yes!"

Eva entered the room she shared with Amelia to find the princess standing in the middle of the room with a curious smile on her face. "Sooo?? how was your date, Eva?" She giggled before noticing the flowers Eva was holding.

"oh! he gave you flowers! oh how sweet!" Amelia smiled.

Evangelyne gave a shy smile in response, a light blush dusting her face. "Yeah...How Sweet."

thank you for reading

reblogs are appreciated and requests are always open!

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asmutwriter · 1 year

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You Saved Me (Part 2)

DESCRIPTION: (2002) After your daughter got kidnapped by a monster you and Dean go on a hunting trip together

A/N - I caved and started watching it

WORD COUNT: 3194

From Beginning / Previous / Next / Master List

WARNINGS: mentions and talk of kidnapping, talk of trauma, single parent, talk of homelessness, social workers, foster care, main character (you) is stubborn and injured, guns, violence

DISCLAIMERS

- This is fiction. Please always talk to your partner before doing anything and make sure they are ok with what you are doing beforehand

- Not been proof read

An ambulance comes and gets you. Jenny rides with you all the way to the hospital. They give you various drugs and treatment. You’re out of it for a couple of days, unable to process words or thought processes. You come to after about a week. Spending a couple of days being more with it. The doctors come and chat to you. The police chat to you too. Taking the details of Anna and the ‘person’ that took her. Jenny visits you every day.

Three knocks on the door you turn to face it assuming it’s a doctor “come in” you answer. Your normal doctor walks in, smiling kindly at you

“Detective Hetfield would like to ask you a few questions if that’s ok?” you nod. You weren’t expecting Dean to walk in. You both look at each other for a moment. “I’ll leave you to ask the questions” he breaks eye contact with you, thanking the doctor as he leaves.

“You’re a detective?” he nods, motioning at the seat next to you

“May I?” you nod as you watch him sit down. “I’ve come to ask you a couple of questions about your daughter, is that ok?” you nod

“What would you like to know?”

“I was wondering if you could talk me through that night again. If that’s ok” you nod slightly, gripping the sheet over your body.

“I- we had just finished watching a movie and I heard someone knocking on the door. The knocks got aggressive so I took Anna into my bedroom and put her in the wardrobe to hide her. I went out to face the intruder or to ring the police, whichever one happened first when I felt a sharp pain on my temples. Almost like being jabbed with a needle. I then watched as it... it took her from me” you wipe your tearing eyes

“You say it?”

“It looked like a woman but it... it didn’t look like a human” you look at him quickly before diverting eye contact “I know it sounds crazy. I’ve told the doctors this story and they say that it’s my way of dealing with trauma. But I-I know what I saw” he nods slowly, looking at you as you turn to look out the window.

“I’ll find your daughter. Bring her back to you”. You nod, wincing as you move slightly “What did they say about your physical health?”

“They’re amazed I’m alive. I should be dead. When I came in about a week ago I had ruptures in a few of my organs, broken ribs. But they scanned me yesterday and it’s nearly all healed up. Can hardly tell I was attacked” he nods

“Thank you for your time. I’ll see you again soon, ok?” you nod, resting your head back and shutting your eyes as he walks out.

Later that day you check yourself out. Making up various excuses and essentially sweet talking some of the doctors into letting you leave. You go back home. Packing a bag of clothes and placing it by the door. The doctors had given you some heavy painkillers so you didnt think you were in any conditon to drive tonight. Youre reflexes being a bit slower then normal. So you’d spend tonight in your own bed. Wiat for the drugs to wear off before heading out for your daughter.

You get into bed, falling asleep pretty much instantly. You wake up to a noise coming from the kitchen. You quietly get out of bed. Grabbing a baseball bat from under your bed you walk to the door, opening it. You go into the hallway. A man stands in your living room, going through your belongings. He turns around and sees you. Dean standing before you he raises his hands in defence. “Wow. Rose it’s just me”

“Why are you in my house?” he clenches his jaw slightly “answer me or I will hit you with this” he nods

“Ok. Ok. Calm down. I’m not here to hurt you. I’m here to do some more research about your case. I thought you were still at the hospital”

“You thought I was still at the hospital so broke in?”

“Well... yeah” you let out a small chuckle, wincing as you feel pain in your stomach “you should go back to the hospital”

“No. I’m finding my daughter”

“I can do that for you. The police can do that for you. You need to rest”

“The police aren’t doing shit about it. The only option I have is to find her myself” he shakes his head, going over to you and gently taking the bat from your hands. Placing it onto the floor as he keeps his hand on your arms, keeping you steady

“You need to rest” you shake your head

“I-I can’t abandon her. She’s all I have” you avoid eye contact as he looks at you “Without her I have nothing to live for...” he nods slowly “I’m finding her. Please get out of my way so I can find her. Or I will call the police on you for breaking in” he shakes his head

“Let me help you”

“I don’t need help”

“For the past 5 minutes I’ve been holding you up. There’s no way you can drive a car let alone save your daughter. Let me help. Trust me, ok?” you look at him. Kind, soft eyes looking at yours.

“Fine... we leave tomorrow morning” he nods “Pull any funny business I will hurt you” he nods, smiling slightly in amusement at your words

“I don’t doubt that for a second” you go to walk to you bedroom but let out a pained sigh. He takes your arm, helping you to your bedroom. Lying you down on the bed he smiles at you “I’ll be on the couch if you need anything” you nod, watching as he walks out. Shutting your eyes and letting sleep consume you once again.

You wake up in the morning. Getting up you head to the shower. Not having it too hot in fear of passing out. Getting into some clean clothes you head into the living room. Dean sleeping soundly on the sofa. You go and make some coffee, heading back in with a mug you gently nudge his knee. He jolts awake “Sorry. I just... coffee?” you pass him the mug as he nods, rubbing his eyes before taking it. He moves his legs so you can sit down next to him. “You don’t have to come with me. If you want to just stay here and sleep that’s fine” he shakes his head

“Absolutely not happening” you chuckle slightly. Sipping your coffee in silence before you take the mugs and wash them up. Grabbing the bag you head outside. “I’m driving. Get in”. He motions at his car. You nod slightly, locking your front door before you get into the passenger side. “Have you got any leads?” he says before he starts the engine

“I thought you had leads. Given that you are the detective” he nods

“Of course I have leads. I just... wondered if maybe you knew something else”

“I was in hospital, practically unconscious, for about a week. How would I know where she is?” he nods, starting the engine

“I did some research. I think I have a lead. They live a few hours from here” you nod. Silence filling the car “Why didn’t you tell me you had a kid when we met a few weeks back?” you chuckle slightly

“I’ve found it ruins the mood when you tell people you have a child. They think that you are trying to trap them into them paying for child support or something. Like I have some sort of magic vagina that’ll make them never leave again” he laughs

“Where was she staying then?”

“She was with her foster parents. Shift this is going to look so bad on my report for her. ‘Can’t even take care of her for a single night’ fuck I’m screwed” you rub your face with your hand, running it through your hair.

“Why does she have foster parents?”

“We don’t need to talk about my backstory”

“Tell me, come on” he smiles at you causing you to roll your eyes “It might help me figure out who took her. If anyone has any sort of vendetta against you or something” you nod slightly

“I warn you. It’s not a happy story”

“Talk away. Leave out no details”

“I was homeless when fell pregnant with her. I managed to do alright whilst pregnant but as soon as I gave birth, well... Social services soon gained word of a homeless girl with a new-born and took her from me. She went into the foster care system. I was homeless during my pregnancy. Then for about 3 months after I gave birth. But she was taken from me when she was only a few days old”

“I’m sorry Rose. That’s rough” you shrug

“Others have it worse I’m sure. I managed to find a job that would take me and two months of having a steady income and a roof over my head I was allowed day visits. Once every two weeks. Three months passed and I was granted day visits. This was the first weekend where I was allowed to have her stay with me for two nights. The social worker would come round on the Saturday and we’d show her we were a happy and functioning family. Then Sunday her foster mum would pick her up in the morning” you look at him driving, his eyes glance to you before turning back and watching the road “You’re not a detective, are you?”

“I am”

“Bullshit” he chuckles “what do you really do? And don’t lie. I’ll know if you’re lying”

“I’m not lying. I do detective work”

“You a spy or something? Like James Bond”

“The only things that you need to know is that you can trust me and that I’m going to help you and Anna” you nod as he glances quickly at you. Reaching down he grabs out a box. Pulling out a cassete tape he puts it into the player. Enter Sandman coming on.

“I love this song”

“Really?”

“Hell yes! I used to go into the record shop and listen to their music. This one Id have on repeat” you pretend to play guitar as he drives, smiling as you accidently hurt yourself by moving too much

“You ok?” you clutch your ribs

“I air guitared to hard. I think I need to put my musical talents behind me” he laughs, turning the song up as he starts singing loudly. You laugh, joining him. Jamming out with him again as he continues driving. He parks the car about two hours later outside a library. “I assumed when you said a lead that you meant a person who saw something. Not a library”

“Nope. Stay here” he gets out the car as you follow shortly behind him. He goes up to the desk, you try and be in as little pain as you can be from walking. He asks a few questions as you join him. The librarian points to a section as he thanks her and walks

“What are we looking for?”

“I thought I said stay in the car”

“And I thought you said we were finding her together” he looks at you with an annoyance

“You shouldn’t be walking around” you raise an eyebrow at him causing him to roll his eyes “God you’re stubborn”

“Thanks. It’s a gift” you smile at him

“We are looking for a specific book...” he runs his finger along the spines of the books. You look at the shelf before grabbing one out

“This one?” he looks at it, then you before shaking his head “How about this one?”

“Please stop just picking out random books” you chuckle slightly. Looking at the various books. “Awesome” you hear him mutter. Watching as he goes and sits at a table. You follow as he goes through the pages of an old book. “What exactly are you looking for?”

“I’ve read in a few books about a few possible things that could’ve taken Anna. They all seemed to lead to this book specific book. The other source materials I read where a bit shady with where she could be but they all said for a more accurate location to read this book. There’s only a handful of copies in the world though” he reads it. “Perfect. She’s likely in a house about 4 hours from here” he stands up. Putting the book back

“Just like that you know where she is?” he nods, getting to his car and getting in. You join him as he starts to drive

“I’m dropping you off at home first. Then I’ll get her for you and bring her back to you”

“I’m coming with you”

“No you aren’t”

“Yes I am”

“Rose listen to me. You go home. You run yourself a nice hot bath. Have something to eat. Go to sleep. By the morning I’ll have her back at home”

“I am not sitting at home waiting like a damsel in distress. You drive me home I’ll get in my own car and follow you” he clenches his jaw, hands gripping he steering wheel

“You listen and obey everything I say if you come with me, got it?” you nod

“So long as the order isn’t to sit in the car”

“You are stubborn”

“I told you. It’s a gift” he drives. Putting on music and turning it up. You don’t talk to each other. Just silently listening to the songs playing as you drive together for four hours.

You get to a building. He uses a flashlight to light the way. Going up to the front door you turn the handle. Opening it with ease. Going in you see dirt and layers of dust. This places hasn’t been lived in for centuries.

“Mama?” you hear a sobbed voice say. He flashes the light. Anna sitting in the corner of the room

“My baby. Oh my poor baby girl” you practically run over to her. Holding her close to you, you stroke her hair. “We’re getting you out of here” you whisper to her. Dean motions at you

“Get out of here. Wait in my car”

“But-”

“You have your daughter. Get out” he gently pushes you away, making sure he’s in front of you. His eyes darting round the house as you hold her close to you “whoever took her isn’t going to let you leave that easily. My car is the safest place for you. I’ll deal with what’s in here. You need to leave”. Nodding you make your way out the house. Hearing a gunshot you place a hand over Anna’s head. Turning back briefly you see nothing. Just hear another gunshot. You get to the car. Opening the back door and placing your daughter inside

“Stay here. I’ll be back my baby. I promise” you kiss the top of her head before you grab your coat, placing it over her as she hides in the foot well. Going into his glove compartment you find a pistol. Grabbing it out you check to see if it has ammo. Then heading back inside the building. You put your back to the wall. Hearing noises in the living room. A woman’s voice

“You stole my child from me. You will pay” you look inside. A tall ‘woman’ stands by a fire. Two swords cross over as a deer’s head sits atop them. You see Dean tied to a chair. Knocked unconscious you reckon. You go into the room. Ducking behind the sofa as she turns around. “Such a handsome creature. It’s a shame I’m going to have to kill him” Looking from behind the couch you see her go and straddle him. She smiles at him. Her finger growing claws. You come out from the safety of the sofa as she pushes a finger into his neck, just about to break the skin. Taking aim at her head, quietly moving as to be out of her sight. You shoot repeatedly. She screeches out. Putting her hands up in an attempt to stop the bullets. You run out of ammo. Chucking the floor on the gun before going over to the fire place you grab one of the swords. She turns to face you “You!” she screams out. Lunging at you as her fingers turn to claws once again. You swing the sword. One swift motion. You watch as she clutches her neck. Her eyes going blank as her head falls forward, rolling onto the floor. You go over to Dean. Searching his pockets you grab out a lighter. Going over to the fireplace again you light the wood inside. Then grabbing the head you place it onto the wood pile. You hear a soft grunt as you look over. Dean finally coming to. You go behind him. Untying his hands

“Rose...?” he questions

“Yeah” you stand up, going in front of him as he looks at you then the body.

“What happened?”

“You were about to be a meal. I saved your ass” he chuckles slightly before looking at you

“Seriously” you nod

“You save my daughter. I save you” you smile, going to help him up but noticing you have blood on your hands. Instead going over and wiping it on the dress of the woman. Picking up the gun from the ground. He stands up as you pass him back his weapon and lighter. He chuckles slightly as you head out to the car. Anna in the foot well, you lay her out on the backseat. The coat going over her body as she sleeps. Getting into the passenger seat in the front as he gets in beside you and starts to drive.

“You sure knew what you were doing back there” he glances at you as he drives “Are you a hunter?”

“No. But I am aware of the existence of the things that go bump in the night”

“How?”

“Not a story that you need to know” he nods, half smiling

“You’re good at it though. Hunting that is” you nod

“Thank you”

“You should do it as a profession” you chuckle

“I couldn’t do that to Anna. It wouldn’t be fair. Hunting is no life for a child” he nods

“Couldn’t agree more” you look at him and smile

“Thank you. For saving her that is”

“I think you saved me more then I saved her” you playfully hit his arm causing him to chuckle “No worries. It is my job” you nod

“I save your life. You bring me back my family. I can never repay you enough” he smiles slightly

“It shouldn’t bother you again that creature. It’s over. You can go back to living your life now” you nod

“Thank you Dean” you smile at him he drives you home. Hugging him one last time before you pick up your child and head into your home.

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S.F.K - tour bus

2.2k words minors DNI

sam x fem!reader

WARNINGS: smoking weed/cigarettes, (f) losing virginity, cheating, praise

i sighed before taking a long drag of the marlboro red stuck in between your fingers. you just got done with watching greta van fleet perform in toronto. it was safe to say it was the best night of your life. you were at the front of barricade and you couldnt help but notice how many times sam had managed to eye fuck you.

you took your pink cowboy hat off so you could release the smoke from your lungs up into the night sky. you looked around after putting your glamorous cowboy hat back on and noticed you were all by yourself. you were waiting for your uber but holy fuck it was taking too long.

as you stomped your cigarette out with your shoe, you heard a soft voice come from behind you.

"excuse me?"

you furrowed your eyebrows together as you looked behind you.

oh my god..oh my GOD

sam was standing there, in the hat YOU threw to him.

"oh my god- thats- wow! thats the hat i threw you!" he walked closer to you with a smirk on his face

"i couldn't bear to take it off, i look great in it, don't i?"

you felt a blush spread onto your face in seconds.

"i very much do think so"

"whats your name?" his voice was lower than you expected.

"y/n. i'd ask for yours but i already know..so.."

after a moment of chuckles and laughs, sam got a look on his face that you couldn't quite decipher.

"i was thinking…do you want to come back to the tour bus and smoke a joint with me?"

you couldnt belive your fucking ears. was this a dream? you sure hoped not.

"yeah! I'd love to!"

he gave you another smirk and said

"right this way"

as you were on your way back, you were sure to cancel your uber, as you didnt know how long you'd be hanging out with him.

y/n: hey love, i'm going to be late, i met a friend and we're going to eat and hang out some :)

my boy💗: okay be safe love u

you typed a quick "love you" back. you didn't know why you lied to him. maybe you were scared that he would think you'd end up sleeping with the bassist you talked about oh so much.

it's fine. right? yeah, it was fine. you doubted sam would actually want to sleep with you.

"here we are," sam said, you stepped in and noticed it was awfully quiet. you figured if josh was here, it'd be utter chaos.

"it's so quiet in here," you said, almost in disbelief.

"yeah, it's just me. josh, jake and daniel usually go to the bar after shows."

ohh that made sense.

"here, you can sit right here," sam gestured to the couch. as you did, sam went to what was supposed to be the kitchen area and started to roll a joint. it was possibly the most attractive thing you've ever watched.

"you don't have someone roll them for you?"

"what do you mean?" he said, his eyebrows knitting together as he sprinkled weed into the paper.

"well..you're a big rockstar, you have millions of dollars. i'd expect you to have someone roll them for you so you can smoke immediately after a show" you spoke, your eyes darting back and forth to his face and his hands.

"nah, i like to roll them myself. it feels…rewarding almost?"

you watched him lick the edge of the paper and slowly place it down to close it.

"anndd ta-da!" he smiled as he displayed the joint between his fingers.

you gave him a small clap and told him he did a good job.

he sat down next to you and told you to get comfortable.

"here, you can take your shoes off, they seem uncomfortable." you brought your leg up to take them off but he did the honor himself. after taking your shoes off, he grabbed a lighter out of his pocket.

"want the first hit? my treat."

"oh, sam, are you sure? you're the one who put on a show-"

"my. treat." his voice was lower and in a more serious tone.

"fine, fine!" you grabbed the joint from his hand, your fingers barely touching.

holy shit…were you seriously about to smoke a joint with samuel kiszka???

you lit the tip of the joint and inhaled the smoke. you felt the smoke burn your lungs. as you exhaled and passed it to sam, you coughed, covering your mouth with the crease of your arm.

you watched sam take a much bigger hit than you did. you were impressed when he didn't cough a lung up.

"how the fuck.."

"I've been smoking for years, love"

you nodded and felt embarrassed, you should've known that with how much you love this band.

before you knew it you got handed the joint once again. you took a bigger hit this time, luckily you didn't cough nearly as much as the first time.

"so, why'd you ask me to come back with you? don't get me wrong, i love it but I'm curious"

by this time, you and sam were both faded, letting the conversation go wherever it wanted.

"when i saw you in the crowd, i knew i had to see what's up with you."

"i could tell.." you trailed off with a giggle

"what's that mean?" he made eye contact with you while questioning you, it sent a heat wave to your pussy.

"you were basically undressing me with your eyes"

"its not my fault, your hat caught my eyes and your dress makes your tits look like i want to take a fucking bite out of them, y/n. and those go go boots, make the whole outfit go together."

for the nth time tonight, you felt your face heat up.

"you poor girl, you're blushing" his voice made you feel small next to him, it was like golden honey.

you started to think to yourself

"thank god i wore a cute set under my dress"

without noticing, your faces started to get closer. he smelled so good, he smelled like miami blue perfume mixed with the smell of the weed you had just smoked.

god he was so pretty in person, especially up this close.

you watched his eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips, back up to your eyes.

his mind was turning with how many ideas he had. so many different ways to touch you and initiate something he's wanted for hours.

"what are you thinking about?"

he didn't say a word, just brought a hand up to your face and brought your lips together. your eyes fluttered close and your heart beat started to pick up its speed.

the kiss was getting heated very, very quickly. your tongues were swirling around each other, spit dripping down onto both of your chins.

you pulled away, a string of spit connecting itself to your guys' lips.

he took no time in pulling you onto his lap.

you looked down at him through hooded eyes causing him to groan.

"you look even prettier on top of me than i thought, love"

you went down to kiss him once again. who knew if you would ever be this close to THE sam kiszka.

as you made out with sam, your boyfriend ran through your mind.

was this wrong? it was sam,though…you didn't have time to think about it, you decided to kick those thoughts out of your mind.

you felt sams hands start to caress your thighs, slowly going further up everytime he brought he has close to your body.

his hands eventually got under your dress, grabbing at your ass, then coming up to your waist.

"can i take this off, angel?" he asked, pulling on the material of your dress.

you nodded and bit your lip, hoping he would like what he saw. when he finally got a view of your matching set, you felt his cock jump in his pants beneath you.

"who'd you wear this for, hm, baby?"

"you, sammy.." it was hard to speak with his eyes burning holes into your person.

"aw, did you think you'd get a chance with me?"

"a girl can dream, can't she?" you giggled mid way through your sentence. he smiled and took his time admiring the effort you put into your outfit.

"such a pretty girl, wore all this for me" his fingers trickled up your thighs once again, getting closer and closer to your pussy, which now had soaked through the pretty rose covered panties you wore tonight.

he started to rub your clothed clit, causing your body to jolt against his. you couldn't bear the feeling of it anymore, you grabbed his hand and guided it down into your panties.

"you poor girl..you made such a mess in your panties"

" 's cuz of you sammy"

he took a deep breath in and rubbed up and down your pussy, lubing his finger up with the slick your cunt had created. once he thought his finger was well slippery enough, he slowly allowed his finger to slide into you. you gasped, slowly grinding down onto his finger.

he started to wiggle his finger, rubbing the pad of it against your gspot, creating a beautiful sensation of pleasure washed over you. you looked down to see his dick print very prominent in his sweatpants.

your mouth watered at the sight of it. without thinking, you grabbed his cock out of his sweatpants. as you did so, sam was able to slip another finger in, causing you to gasp once again.

you started to pump his poor cock, it looked like it was aching for relief.

"sam- oh fuck- sam please fuck me already"

"let me take these off, princess" he pulled his fingers out of your cunt and helped you slide your panties off.

you sat back on his lap as he reached around to your bra clasp.

"can i take this off, sweetheart?"

you hesitated for a second before nodding.

"are you okay? im not forcing you to do anything, baby"

"no! no! i do- i just- uhm…its my first time.."

sam cooed at you.

"don't worry, baby, I'll be careful with your pretty self."

you nodded and gave a quick kiss before telling him he had permission to take your bra off.

after you were fully exposed to him, you started on him. you took his shirt off, taking just a brief moment to appreciate his shirtless torso. he possibly was the most beautiful man you've ever seen.

next were his sweatpants and boxers. the energy of the room was so hot and heavy, knowing you were about to fuck your favorite rockstar.

"are you ready, love?"

you nodded as sam brought your body closer to his before sitting you down on his cock. you winced, his size stretching you out for the first time.

once the pain subdued, it all sank in. youre fucking samuel francis fucking kiszka.

"you can move sammy" you said, taking the opportunity to touch his chest. he took your hips in his hands and used it to start slow, letting you get used to everything going on.

"fuck baby, so good around my cock. so. fucking. perfect." he groaned out, timing his words with his thrusts.

"faster- fucking faster please" you couldnt help but whine for him.

you bounced around with him, moans filling up the space you were in.

"god you're so much better than i fucking thought, sam"

"yeah? i bet you touched your pretty little pussy to my pictures every night. don't you, baby?"

"fuck fuck fuck yes sam!" your moans became more of a whine.

"just a bit more baby, fuck I'm so close"

"me too, please, fuck!"

sam pulled out and let his cum paint your stomach as you fell into his chest, jerking back and forth from the orgasm. your vision went blurry for a good second before you came back down to your senses. sam was rubbing your lower back, comforting you.

"you did such a good job for me, baby"

you placed a couple kisses on his chest, before taking a deep breath.

"are you okay?"

you nodded

"i loved it."

sam soon helped you clean the cum off your stomach.

"here, let's lay in here." he guided you over to the bunk beds.

it was a small bed but if you cuddled close enough, you'd both fit. sam went first and then you. you both wrapped your arms around each other, breathing each other's scent.

tonight was something you never would have expected.

you both made small talk until samuel brought up a serious topic.

"y/n…i want you to come on tour with me.

"what- i- sam..we barely know each other-"

"i don't care, y/n. i feel like i've known you my entire life, i want you with me."

"...okay sam..I'll go on tour with you."

you both were giggling and blushy for the rest of the night, but one thing bugged, even after everyone was asleep.

how am i telling my boyfriend?

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